Family Fitness Night Ch. 02

by AsylumSeeker

story tags: gym, treadmill, weights, bench, basement, janice, ken,
newyear'sresolution, stereo, radio

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Siblings discover attraction is mutual; sister is scared.

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The whole fitness craze started by their father as a family New Year's
resolution was short-lived. The whole family showed up as planned on
Tuesday and Thursday for only two weeks before other commitments began
getting in the way. Ken didn't much care; it was awkward with four of
them clamoring for equipment at the same time anyway.

He was surprised when Janice continued joining him in the home gym
after school. She'd resisted the whole family fitness night from the
very moment of its inception, but she seemed to have taken an interest
in weight-lifting. To be honest, Ken enjoyed having her there. She was
lovely to look at, and it was nice spotting for one another and having
someone to encourage him.

"Hi," Janice announced in a cheerful tone as she bounded down the
basement steps.

Ken looked up in her direction and noticed the striking change in her
workout attire. His sister looked better than ever.

"That's different."

Janice smiled warmly. "Do you like it? Shall I model it for you?"

He nodded emphatically. "Yes, by all means."

"This is a sports bra, the fabric is tight to provide support but thin
to allow the skin to breathe," she explained while slowly rotating her
chest left and right.

The dark blue material had shoulder straps that held up a tiny top that
barely concealed her firm boobs. It molded to her shape, emphasizing
the curvature of her breasts while revealing the outlines of both
nipples. It left much of her front exposed, with her flat belly looking
so appealing.

"Very nice, I like it," he announced.

"And this is a wrap," Janice said as she held up what looked to be a
very tiny dark blue skirt, but much thinner.

"And under here... well, you can probably figure this one out for
yourself."

She proudly held up the front of the wrap first, showing off the thong
underneath. It narrowed quite a bit as it covered her pussy, a few
errant reddish curls peeking out. When she turned he saw that the thong
disappeared into the crack of her ass, leaving both cheeks bare. He
knew his sister had a nice ass, but he never realized exactly how nice
until that moment.

"Wow, you look really hot, Janice," Ken complimented his sister.
"Compared to you I'm way under-dressed."

"It's not a fashion competition, those shorts are just fine," she
assured him. "This makes me feel better about myself, that's all."

"Dad might have a thing or two to say about it," Ken cautioned her.

Janice waved him off. "He's not even home from work by the time we get
finished. Besides, he really hasn't shown much interest in this stuff
anyway."

"I'm surprised you're still working out," he mentioned.

"It's more fun than I thought it would be," Janice sheepishly admitted.
"Can I ask you a question?"

Ken grew nervous... was she going to confront him about staring up the
leg of her shorts, or any of the other times she might have caught him
noticing her? "Sure, what is it?"

"Why did you knock on my door the other night?"

He was caught off-guard and had to think quick. "I just thought we
could hang out."

Ken could tell by her facial expression that she didn't believe him.
She crossed her arms and stared him down.

"We never hang out. Come on, Ken, why the surprise visit?"

Janice wasn't sure what she wanted to hear. Did she want him to tell
her he had deeper feelings for his sister than was natural? Or was what
she was feeling not being reciprocated?

"I was sitting in my room getting bored so I thought if you weren't
doing anything we could watch TV or play a game or talk or something,
that's all."

"I liked that you thought of me," she admitted with a warm grin. "I
just wish you could've knocked a little earlier."

Ken smiled; "Yeah, me too."

She uncrossed her arms and placed both hands on her hips; "Ready to
start this?"

He nodded. "I think I'll get warmed up on the treadmill."

Janice glanced over at the mats. "I'm going to start with floor
exercises."

They traded glances while individually working out. His sister looked
so hot in the dark blue thong which tightly hugged her crotch. There
was very little of her body that Ken couldn't see, and a small dose of
imagination filled even that in. He couldn't help but stare as she lay
on her back doing leg lifts, each time revealing a great view of her
covered crotch. Her smooth legs had such a nice shape to them, sleek
and slender without being skinny.

Janice knew he was staring, but she didn't mind. She dressed
provocatively in order to be sure to attract his visual attention.
Knowing he was gawking boosted her confidence and self-esteem. It made
her feel like a real young woman who was noticeable in a crowd. As she
exercised Janice made sure to position her body where Ken would have
the best view of it.

Watching her from a short distance as his mind considered all of the
things he wanted to do to her luscious body had gotten his cock fairly
hard. Janice seemed to have noticed, because she was widely smiling and
appeared to be enjoying the sight of his growing bulge.

Her lips formed a sexy grin as a devious thought came to mind. "Hey
Ken, when you get a chance, would you mind holding my ankles down so I
can do my sit-ups?"

"No, not at all," he readily agreed, turning off the treadmill and
walking over to her.

He made no effort to conceal his condition. His sister had to have
noticed it by that point and it was pretty obvious that they were
trading sexy glances. Her eyes openly locked on his crotch as he
approached, enjoying the view of his erection as it bounced underneath
the front of his shorts. Ken laughed under his breath; could she be any
more obvious?

He knelt at her feet, pinning her ankles together and down against the
mat. She moved her hands behind her head and began doing her sit-ups.
Since she was making no effort to hide her watching, Ken saw no reason
not to openly stare at her. He fixated both eyes on her breasts, which
shifted slightly under the tight sports bra.

His sister sure had great boobs. They had a perfect rounded shape, both
looked uniform, and they were nicely firm and perky. Her hard nipples
scraped up and down under the fabric each time her upper torso sat up
and laid back down again. Janice was all smiles as he admired her body;
the way he was looking at her was such a turn-on.

After reaching thirty she sat up and checked her older brother out.
Janice's soft hands reached for him and began caressing his bare
shoulders, chest, and arms.

"You're looking so buff lately, I love that about you," she told him as
her fingertips lightly outlined his hard muscles. Janice predicted,
"The women at your work are going to start to take notice."

They both laughed at her comment. It was common knowledge that Ken
worked construction where women were a rare sight. And when there was
one, she wasn't usually the beautiful, feminine type a guy like him
would pursue, or want to be pursued by.

"God, I hope not!"

His response triggered even more laughter. Janice was laughing so hard
that tears began forming in her amazing emerald-green eyes. She
carefully dabbed away the wetness as it tapered off.

"You're looking great too," he pointed out, briefly gazing down at her
thighs as his hands released her ankles and began stroking them.

"Janice?"

She immediately looked up when she detected the serious tone in his
voice. "Yes?"

"You asked why I knocked the other night."

"I did. Was there another reason?"

"No, I mean... I was bored and looking for something to do," he
confirmed. "But I feel much closer to you now than I used to. I guess
what I'm trying to say is that I like spending time with you now.
That's why I knocked."

Janice nervously smiled and dropped her gaze, which unintentionally
settled on the bulge in the front of his shorts before looking back up.
"I meant what I said before."

Ken's eyebrows furled. "I don't follow."

"I liked that you thought of me," she reminded him. "You knocked; you
never knocked before."

"I'll knock again," he promised.

Janice sweetly smiled. "Good. It's nice to have a friend so close by."

He nodded before glancing away. He made a show of rubbing his shoulders
and squinting, as if in discomfort.

"We probably shouldn't lift today, our muscles need time to recover,"
he explained.

She gestured her agreement. "I'm just going to use the treadmill for a
while. Are you heading upstairs?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Save me some hot water please?"

It was common knowledge that the water heater wasn't working very well
as of late. Their father guessed it had a lot of calcium buildup
inside, which limited its water capacity and seriously hindered the
ability of the electric heating rods to function. There was talk of
getting a new one installed, but that was yet to happen.

Ken grinned. "Come on up, we can share."

His sister blushed red in embarrassment. "I don't think so! Ken, don't
stick me with a cold shower, please?"

"I'll make mine a quick one," he finally agreed.

* * * * *

Ken sat in his room after dinner and reflected back on the afternoon he
shared in the basement with his sister. He had done everything he could
think of to send signals to Janice about his interest in her without
crossing the line. The offer to share the shower was one he was sure
would make clear his intentions, but she'd flatly refused in a polite
way.

Maybe he'd been wrong the whole time, reading into her gestures and
actions while they had been completely innocent all along. Had he been
imagining her interest in him? But the sexy new clothes, her stares...
how could he have been so wrong about that?

He tried getting his mind off of her and the unusual situation by
donning the headsets and playing a video game. But he kept seeing her
face, that gorgeous body, and soon grew frustrated again. If he waited
much longer she'd probably be heading to bed, so Ken decided to knock
once more.

Ken stood in the hallway wearing shorts and a t-shirt. His knuckles
rapped on the door twice but garnered no response. He called out,
"Janice?"

"Yes?" her voice sounded out from behind, which startled him.

Ken jumped and then turned in the direction of her voice. Her body was
clad in a white towel, her hair wet.

"Oh, I was just wondering..."

Janice smiled. "I'll be there in a few minutes, in case you want to
hang out."

"Yeah, that's exactly... sure, take your time," he nervously stumbled
over the words.

After returning to his room Ken impatiently waited. A few minutes later
he heard a blow-drier going as she fixed her hair. The twenty minutes
it took her to finish seemed to take forever from Ken's perspective.
Finally she knocked and he eagerly invited her into his room.

"What are you watching?" she asked while settling down onto the foot of
the bed beside him.

"I don't know," he admitted, advancing a few more channels before
clicking the TV off. "There isn't much on anyway."

His sister was simply dressed in a pair of shorts and a pullover
t-shirt. The yellow top clung to her breasts, which were naked beneath
the thin cotton. He noticed as the fabric innocently clung to her
nipples, creating several wrinkles as the t-shirt hung up on the perky
swells. He breathed in deeply and enjoyed her scent, which was a
mixture of baby powder, sour apple shampoo, and perfume.

"You smell really good," he told her.

She smiled. "Thanks... it's what you got me for Christmas."

"I did a good job."

Janice rolled her eyes. "It helped that I told you what to get. You
can't take all of the credit."

Several nervous moments elapsed in silence. "Well, is this what you had
in mind when you asked me to hang out with you?"

"I can put a movie in," he suggested.

"No, that's lame, let's talk," his sister responded. "I was curious
about something."

He turned toward her. "What?"

"Were you really serious when you asked me to join you in the shower
earlier?"

Ken wasn't sure what she wanted to hear. "I was kidding, but if you
came upstairs with me I would've done it."

Janice wrinkled her nose. "You would've taken your shorts off in front
of me and stood naked in the shower?"

Her eyes gave him a measured look, as if testing his determination.
"Yeah, it's no big deal."

"It's no big deal!" she exclaimed in surprise. "If that's true then
you'd be willing to take off your shirt and shorts right now."

Ken's eyes lit up as he grasped the bottom of the t-shirt and pulled it
off over his head, exposing his chest. She watched, curious as to how
far he would really go. The t-shirt was no big deal; he never wore one
when he worked out anyway. But when he grasped the waistband of his
shorts, a slight gasp slipped past her lips.

He looked up. "I'll do it."

Her shoulders shrugged in doubt. "Go ahead if you're serious."

Acting as if it was no big deal, Ken kicked off his tennis shoes, stood
up, and pushed the shorts down his legs. He wasn't wearing any
underpants so when he sat down beside her his penis and hairy balls
were fully exposed.

A shocked expression formed on her face as she gasped and pressed the
fingers of her right hand up to her lips. Her sparkling green eyes were
wide open as she stared at the sight of her older brother's genitals.
She'd gotten quite a few good peeks at his cock, but seeing it
completely bare like this was quite surprising.

"Oh my God, you were serious!" she exclaimed, still completely stunned.

"Oh come on, you've been looking at it all along up the leg of my
shorts when I was spotting for you," he reminded her in a dismissive
gesture. "What's the big deal? You can touch it if you want; you
haven't tried that yet."

Her head was slowly shaking from side to side in disbelief. Her right
arm extended, hand slowly moving toward his crotch. She watched as it
began to inflate, Ken slowly stiffening from the excitement of exposing
himself to his younger sister. Janice was riveted by the sight as the
wrinkled skin pulled tight and it continued to grow in size. The tips
of her fingers gingerly touched the top of the shaft before quickly
pulling back.

"It doesn't bite," he laughed, amused by her reaction. "It just spits a
little at the end."

She playfully stuck her tongue out at him. "That's not funny."

"Here," he announced impatiently, grabbing the top of her right hand
and forming her fingers around the hard shaft.

Janice looked into his eyes and briefly giggled, then glanced back
down. Her fingers hesitantly squeezed on his cock several times, each
one getting successively tighter.

"That doesn't hurt?" his sister timidly questioned.

"No, it feels good," Ken assured her. "You can squeeze harder than that
if you want."

Janice tightened her soft fingers around his stiff meat. Her eyes lit
up as she felt it eagerly throbbing. She smiled, as if amazed by some
new discovery. Her hand started slowly moving up and down, pulling on
the skin that surrounded the aroused organ. Her gaze was drawn to the
smooth rounded tip that had changed to a dark reddish-purple. A finger
curiously poked at the elongated opening, causing Ken to twitch and
moan.

Her finger retreated. "I'm sorry."

He smiled. "That's fine, it felt good."

"Janice?"

She looked up. "Yeah?"

He swallowed nervously. "Would you have gotten in the shower with me?"

Her eyes lowered to his cock as she carefully considered the answer. If
she told him she did, then he'd probably dare her to take her clothes
off. Janice wanted to, she really did, but she was so scared at that
moment.

"I would've wanted to," she answered as her stomach knotted with
nervous tension. Janice looked into his eyes with a distraught
expression on her cute face. "I don't think I can take my clothes off
in front of you yet, Ken. It's too scary to even think of. Are you
mad?"

He heavily sighed. "I'm not mad, I was just hoping... that's okay,
maybe sometime you won't be so scared trying it."

Janice's shoulders sagged. "You're mad... I'm sorry, I know it's not
fair that you took your clothes off and that I can't. I don't know what
to say except it's different for a guy than a girl."

"We can still try things," he suggested.

His sister asked, "Like what?"

"Lean back," he instructed, placing his arms on her shoulders and
gently pushing her down.

Ken leaned down alongside her, his naked body on its left side facing
her. The hand on his cock pulled away as they settled down and got
comfortable. His stiff manhood came to rest on her lower stomach. He
tugged her shirt up just enough so his cock was resting on her bare
skin.

Janice giggled. "That feels weird."

She was still curious. Her right arm reached across her body and
squeezed around the erect shaft again while slowly stroking him. Ken
shuddered as the stimulation made his balls tingle.

He threaded his left arm under her neck and placed his right hand on
her flat belly. Ken rubbed the silky smooth skin, zig-zagging back and
forth while slowly creeping upward, fingers sneaking under her t-shirt.

"What we're doing is dirty," Janice told him. "Normal brothers and
sisters don't do this."

"Who cares what anyone else does or doesn't do?" he challenged her
traditional thinking. "Maybe deep down they want to but they're just
afraid of exposing their own desires. This feels right to me, Janice.
Don't you want to?"

Her eyes shifted to the door. "What if Mom or Dad catch us?"

"They're very respectful of our privacy," Ken pointed out as his
frustration continued to build. "Why do you keep making excuses? Just
tell me to stop and I will. You came to me, Janice, remember?"

Her right hand released his still-throbbing cock, which began to
soften. Ken sighed, his right hand going idle as the moment seemed to
be drawing to a close. He silently wondered if this was meant to be.
Maybe brothers and sisters all over the world got to this point and
realized they couldn't go through with it. Was that what was happening
to them? He seriously hoped not, but if Janice backed away he'd have to
let her go.

"Ken?"

"I'm still right here," he assured her.

Janice rolled over on her right side facing him with tears in her eyes.
She forced an unconvincing, unnatural smile to her face as if to atone
for the difficulties she'd caused. He sensed her uneasiness.

"I'm sorry," she said apologetically. "I want to, Ken, I really do,
more than you can imagine. But we have to take things slow. Can we do
that?"

Ken dabbed away a couple of tears that rolled down her cheeks. His
beautiful sister looked so vulnerable at the moment that Ken reached
his right arm around and gave her a big, reassuring hug. His lips
lightly kissed both cheeks, the tip of her nose, then those full,
glistening lips. Their eyes closed as their mouths met, lips brushing
together. It triggered a tingle of excitement in her reluctant body.

"We'll take it slow," he agreed, his fingers gently combing through her
still-damp strawberry-blonde mane. "Is the kissing okay?"

She nodded as a smile brightened her face. "The kissing is nice."

He kissed her upper lip as she kissed his lower one, and then they
traded off. After a minute or more of small kisses, the tip of his
tongue gently pushed against the seam of her mouth. Janice giggled
softly as her lips parted, allowing his tongue inside. Hers sprung to
life in greeting, both entwining in a passionate embrace.

The intimacy sent a chill down her spine; both nipples hardened and
began to throb. Ken's hand returned to her flat belly, the fingers
sneaking under his sister's shirt. Janice was breathing heavily, chest
rising and falling as her young body awakened to the sexual
stimulation. Ken's right hand inched higher; he was halfway expecting
her to halt his advance.

"Uhmmm," Janice moaned into his mouth.

Since she appeared to be enjoying herself, Ken boldly pushed his hand
up until the tips of his fingers just barely touched the bottom
curvature of her right breast. Her body initially jumped but then her
back arched, pushing her firm swell forward. Encouraged by his sister's
reaction, he tenderly caressed more and more of the perky mound until
his palm was gingerly cupping it. The erect tip anxiously pulsated in
his hand.

Family Fitness Night Ch. 02

by AsylumSeeker (UID 479657)

http://www.literotica.com/s/family-fitness-night-ch-02

Siblings discover attraction is mutual; sister is scared.

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Her mouth backed away from his. Janice was widely smiling, her green
eyes half-open and sultry.

"Are you okay with me touching you?" he questioned.

She nodded. "It feels good. You can push my t-shirt up if you want.
Just don't take it off, not yet. Baby steps, right?"

Ken smiled; "Baby steps."

When their kissing resumed, it was harder and much more passionate. Her
uncertain hesitation seemed to have evaporated as her needy tongue
pushed into his mouth, dueling with his. Ken's cock grew back to full
size and was pushing into her belly, the rounded tip leaking wetness on
the skin of her lower belly. Janice loved the feel of him throbbing
against her.

Acting on her invitation his right hand pulled away from the breast and
anxiously pushed the front of her shirt up, bunching it up at her
shoulders. His hand caressed the cleavage before exploring the other
swell, lightly pinching the hard, pulsating nipple. Aroused by the
intimate touching, Ken's cock strained with excitement.

He grasped Janice's shoulders and pushed her down on her back. His
mouth separated from hers and kissed a trail down her wonderfully
scented neck. He kissed across each shoulder before moving down the
center of her smooth chest. Ken nibbled on each soft, firm mound before
engaging a nipple with his lips. His sister moaned her approval as her
arousal intensified.

The first hint he received was the slight whiff of her feminine essence
as it drifted upward from between her legs. Knowing she was getting wet
further enticed and tempted him. He glanced down and watched as her
thighs rubbed together, creating pressure on her pussy and feeding her
growing excitement.

He shifted his attention to her other swollen tip. His mouth devoured
the peak, bathing it in warm saliva. She moaned as the rubbery nub
strained with tingling pleasure. Janice really didn't know what she was
doing but felt a growing desire to enjoy his cock. She rolled him over
onto his back and began kissing his chest, leaving a damp trail of
saliva as her mouth lowered to his crotch.

Ken couldn't believe how good her lips and flicking tongue felt on his
skin. His body cringed and tensed as her mouth closed in on his
enlarged organ. His balls wildly tingled, even more than when he was
thinking of her and stroking himself to orgasm. This was so much
better.

Janice felt him flinching and heard his moans. She smiled to herself,
realizing how much pleasure she was bringing to him. The closer her
lips got to his stiff cock, the more nervous she became. Janice wasn't
sure if she could stand to lick him like she heard some of the other
eighteen year-old girls in the school locker room bragging about.

Her lips recoiled slightly when they reached the wiry pubic hairs of
his crotch. She dipped her tongue between them and flicked as the
bottom of her chin bumped into the hard shaft. Janice tilted her head,
angling her mouth as she kissed around the towering organ to the top of
his balls. Using the fingers of her right hand she guided his left ball
into her mouth where she sucked on the hard, egg-shaped lump.

"Oh yeah," Ken softly sighed in delight as his body stiffened, his cock
harder than ever.

Her open eyes stared at the massive shaft, the stretched skin currently
devoid of any hint of wrinkles. After sucking on one ball her attention
shifted to the other, giving it equal stimulation. Afterwards her
tongue extended, hesitantly licking up the underside of her brother's
cock. He groaned and tensed as her tongue slid upward to the
mushroom-shaped, reddish-purple head.

"I'm not sure if I can do this," she warned him. "But I'll try."

"Baby steps," he reminded his sweet young sister as the fingers of both
hands sifted through her silky soft strawberry-blonde hair and cradled
the back of her head, gently guiding her to the top of his throbbing
cock.

Janice hesitated as her eyes gazed down at the impossibly hard,
reddish-purple tip. The eye was larger than normal, and leaked a tiny
trail of milky wetness. As she breathed in she detected the musk scent
of his seed, more of which was resting inside his balls. Janice took a
deep breath, closed her eyes, and nervously pressed her lips down upon
the slick tip. His hands gently pulled her down, the top of his cock
pushing between the lips and into the incredible warmth of her mouth.

"Oh yes," he groaned in a whisper as wet heat embraced him.

His fingers caressed her scalp as his hips made slight thrusting
motions. Her mouth licked and sucked on the sensitized head,
intermittently sliding down and taking more of him inside before
retreating. The salty taste of him was strong and not appealing, but
Janice loved feeling him shuddering and listening to his moans of sheer
delight. This was what she wanted, to be with her brother sexually, as
they were right now.

"That feels so good, please don't stop," he pleaded as the tingling
pressure in his balls intensified.

The eye was leaking. She could taste and feel the hot, thick cum as it
slowly seeped. The tip of her tongue curiously pushed against the tiny
orifice, widening the opening. Ken seemed to like that as he jerked and
groaned aloud. Afterwards her lips tightened around the underside of
the head and she sucked very hard. His ass lifted off the bed as he
pushed deeper, muscles clenching in pleasure, hands pulling down on her
head.

Her pussy was wet and aching. Janice could feel wetness soaking into
her clothing as her sex throbbed in anticipation. Both nipples were
hard and ached with every beat of her heart. She imagined what it would
be like for Ken to slowly push his stiff cock into her virgin cunt.
Ultimately that was what she desired, but Janice wasn't ready yet; baby
steps.

Janice rubbed her tongue around and around the velvet-smooth crown. He
tensed and shook in response to the action. She glanced up at him with
smiling eyes as her mouth moved down his cock as far as she dared,
sliding him in to the back of her throat. He was so big there was no
way she'd ever be able to take all of him inside. Janice eagerly licked
and sucked, wanting to please her older brother.

"Yes, don't stop!" he urgently exclaimed as he felt the joyous rising
of his seed.

Ken's body tensed as his lower belly surged with tingling pressure. His
toes curled as his hips frantically pumped, sensitized head gliding
back and forth along her tongue and inner cheeks. A few seconds later
he ejaculated, squirting out a powerful stream of thick, hot cum.

The ejaculation surprised her. Janice backed away, spitting the seed
onto his leg. Desperate, his hands took over, squeezing and stroking on
his hard cock, finishing what she'd started. His body twitched and
groaned as he erupted several more times, squirting white streams of
semen onto the bedding beside him. When his balls were empty he let go
and sighed with relief.

"I'm sorry," she quickly apologized as feelings of inadequacy surfaced.
"I didn't know."

He moved his arms around his sister, pulling her close. "You did fine,
that felt really good."

She pressed her forehead to his and smiled in embarrassment. "A lot
came out, more than I thought. I had no idea."

They both laughed. He announced, "It wasn't that much."

Her eyes widened in shock. "Not that much? You try it!"

Ken's face turned serious. "I know what I'd like to try."

Janice blushed and turned away, burying her face in his shoulder.

He kissed the side of her face and whispered, "I'm just being honest."

"I know," was her muffled response. "I'm just not ready yet."

His right hand reached down and pushed her thighs apart. His palm
cupped the crotch of her shorts and tightly squeezed, feeling humid
heat emanating from her sex. Janice moaned as her body tensed in
reaction to his stimulation.

"Don't you want to?" he pressed her for an answer.

Janice pulled her head back and looked into his eyes. "I can't Ken, not
yet."

Nervous silence followed. Janice sat up and pulled the front of her
t-shirt back down before standing up. She glanced down at his spent,
limp cock.

"I'm done hanging out for tonight," she decided.

"I'd like to hang out with you again," he admitted.

She giggled. "I'm sure you would. It was fun, I liked it."

"What about tomorrow?" he asked as she turned to leave.

Janice opened the door, smiled in his direction, and was gone.

Story Tags: gym; treadmill; weights; bench; basement; janice; ken;
newyear'sresolution; stereo; radio

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