Scott was a 39-year-old male living at home still due to financial issues basically due to not saving his wages. He had a school friend, Adam, who on the other hand had a good job, a nice house, a family, and most of all, a hot wife. Her name was Gail. Slightly younger and a redhead with great features, she also worked in the same field as her husband.
Scott hadn't really noticed Gail's hotness until they had returned to the UK after spending some time in the US for Adam's work where she raised the kids. It was there she had gotten some enhancements to which Scott had noticed one time he had been speaking to Gail in her garden while she pottered about the garden with her son.
Scott stood chatting away couldn't keep his eyes off her chest and tried to make it not obvious what he was doing. But the chat ended and Scott went back on his walk, music blaring in his ear, his mind now wandering.
'Has she had her tits done?' he thought to himself. He later found out from one of his other good friends that she had, in fact, had them done. Afterward, she would constantly post on social media; lots of selfies with her chest on show. She would post pics with her Mustang that they had bought when they came home to the UK.
Anyway, into the story. Sorry for waffling.
Adam had contacted Scott to see if he wanted to come around and do some training as Adam was tired of going to the gym. He had got some equipment for the garage such as a treadmill, weights, and some yoga stuff. Scott decided he would head around so he put on a t-shirt, some grey joggers, and his trainers. He grabbed his water and headed round to see Adam.
He got to the door and was greeted by Gail, who answered the door. Scott could only look as she was in her workout gear as well and said, "I'm going to join you, lads. I need a good stretch."
She giggled as he embraced her. They headed to the garage and Scott shook his friend's hand and said, "You ready to get going on this workout mate?"
'Scott said, "Yes man, I am just fed up with the public gyms full of idiots."
"What's first?" Scott asked.
"Let's go with a quick warm-up on the treadmill then hit the weights."
"Sounds good," Scott said as he stretched his arms and legs before getting onto the treadmill to start a walk before getting into a jog. Gail, on the other side of the garage, was on the floor doing some yoga in her tight sports bra/t-shirt and tight in right places blue yoga leggings.
She was lying on her back with her legs out and stretching in many poses. Scott saw this and almost stumbled off the treadmill. As she pushed her chest out more, Adam was on the weights doing curls and didn't see Scott slightly stumble, so Scott played it off.
Adam and Scott swapped places and Adam got on the treadmill and began a mile run when his cell rang and saw it was his work. "Ah man let me get this its work." He then went into the house and answered the call.
"Hello, what's up Joe?"
"Guess it's just you and me then, Gail?" Scott responded as he wiped sweat off his brow. Gail was now doing more yoga poses and making some noises that intrigued Scott, which made his cock twitch.
"Damn it Gail, you're killing me," Scott said to himself in his head.
She then asked, "Hey want to help me out here? I need something to balance on as I try this pose."
Scott headed over and stood as Gail reached out and bent over in front of him. She seemed to get closer to his crotch as she bent over.
"Hey, just hold my hips a bit, would you?" she asked him.
"Yeah, sure."
He then placed his hands on her hips and noticed how firm her body felt. Just then, Adam popped his head in and said, "Sorry babe, I have to head in to work. Some idiot has messed something up and I need to go fix it."
