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By *oss25 OP Man
over a year ago
Flitwick and Fakenham |
I turned up at a beautiful Georgian rectory with a large modern glass extension at the back. A large garage converted to a gym, hot tub outside, plenty to drink, pretty people and music pumping.....all looked very promising for a quality night. Beer in hand I wandered around, chatting to a few couples on the way. No-one in the hot tub yet, maybe later I thought.
Opened one door and saw a very beautiful woman, early forties, long blonde hair, stunning body in a loose summer dress, no bra, pert and perfect. Her arse was superb, arms and legs toned with a pretty gold chain around her ankle. Interesting and I was staring I realised, so snapped out of my reverie and looked for what was holding her attention. It was a boxing gym; heavy bags, weights etc and to my surprise an actual boxing ring, damn.......lucky bastard whoever owns this place.
She was watching a guy, he was good looking, nearly my height, gym fit and smashing the crap out of a heavy bag. He saw me looking and introduced himself as Tony and the woman as Geri, his wife. Chatting about the party and thanks for the invite I told them I was very jealous of his gym. He was very gracious and said I could use it any time and asked if I boxed at all.....told him I knew my way around the gym but had never actually boxed beyond the two very controlled sparring bouts. He was looking at his wife and winked at her then suggested that we have a bout now and to make it a bit more interesting to the winner the spoils; I was confused, what spoils I asked? Geri, my wife..... |
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