Saturday and Sunday
Ashley woke up without an alarm. She stretched in contentment with sunlight washing over her body. It was already warm, and the forecast for Saturday was for another scorcher. It had been a long week filled with a mixture of hard work and surprises. She had earned the right to sleep in but as she lay there, she began to think of Ryan and his gravely ill grandmother. Thankfully her Dad and brother had done their best to distract her last night.
Thinking about Ryan, she turned to her night stand and grabbed her cell phone. It said it was 9:06 on Saturday morning.
Wow,
she thought,
almost nine hours of sleep.
She quickly checked her text messages and email. There was nothing since late last night when Ryan had texted that his Nana was still clinging to life in the intensive care unit. He was not hopeful about a recovery. She had responded by texting her love and support shortly after receiving the message.
As Ashley relaxed on her bed, she became aware of sounds from the basement gym. Josh was already up and running on the treadmill. Ashley considered taking a break from any physical activity for the day. But, of course, the coach had encouraged them to work out on the weekend to maintain their hard earned fitness level. Ashley rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She braided her hair and brushed her teeth.
Back in her room she pulled on some socks and her cross training shoes. She decided it was warm enough to work out in her skimpy PJs. Besides they needed to go into the wash. Teasing Josh was a secondary benefit. She grabbed a water bottle from the kitchen refrigerator. When she got downstairs, Josh had just finished his run and started his routine with free weights. Even though he had striped to his shorts, his chest was glistening with a light sweat. A floor fan provided only minor relief because of the humidity.
"Good morning traitor."
"Good morning Ash. What's with the traitor talk?"
"As if you don't remember giving the remote control to Dad before you left."
"Well, I asked him to be kind to you. I even told him your safe word. I'm sorry I thought you needed to be distracted from your concern about Ryan. Didn't you enjoy it at all?"
"Right in the middle of Dad telling a story about how he and Mom had used the remote control dildo in a restaurant in Italy, he hit the button over and over. I came hard right in front of Dad. What do you think of that smarty pants?"
"What about your safe word?"
"I never had a chance."
Josh said, "I'm really sorry. Guess I didn't think it through."
Ashley punched him in the arm and laughed. "Well, I'm not sorry. It was awesome! Dad was very talkative, and I heard some great stories about when he and Mom were young. They were wilder than I would have ever thought."
Josh breathed a sigh of relief. Ashley had gotten him good.
Ashley got on the treadmill and set it for 20 minutes. Even though she had a very smooth running style, her generous breasts were bouncing sufficiently behind the thin top to get Josh's attention. Thanks to the large arm holes, Josh's view from the side was particularly arousing.
Josh said, "So what stories did Dad tell you? I don't remember Mom or Dad ever talking much about when they were younger."
So for the next 20 minutes Ashley repeated the stories her Dad had told. Josh kept doing his weight routine as he listened attentively.
When she had first gotten to the basement gym, she had felt slightly chilled. After jogging vigorously for 20 minutes, she had worked up a heavy sweat. Her top was clinging to her curvaceous breasts, highlighting her erect nipples. Her thin briefs were plastered to her body.
After her run, Ashley started with the free weights. Josh had moved to their home gym. After doing a set of bicep curls, Ashley knelt with one knee on the weight bench and did a one arm rowing exercise. Josh had a beautiful view of Ashley's breasts hanging visible through the gaping PJ top.
Josh said, "Jessica commented last night about how I was the best kisser she had ever known. I told her about how you and I had practiced kissing for that party when we were younger. She said she wanted me to show her all of my kissing techniques."
"Ha! I bet you didn't need much convincing."
"Not much, I was a willing teacher and she was a very eager student. I think we practiced for a couple of hours. Toward the end, she let me play with her lovely breasts. Then I tried the old line about blue balls hoping for more. I said I'd be happy with a simple hand job. But she said she was anxious about sex and to give her time. Well, her family is pretty strict."
Ashley said, "Maybe you could send her a link to 'A Girl's 21st Century Guide to Sex.' But then she might just run off to a convent. Best to let her take her time."
Ashley asked Josh to spot her while she did some bench presses. Josh was impressed that she did a set with 120 pounds.