Fitness Fun

Fitness fun

Ok this story would have been impossible for me to write if I had not done something wrong from the very beginning, I saved my chat logs from conversations with my sister. My sister and I are both divorced and live near each other. Our boys are the same age and go to the same school. In my defense (which I know is non existent) I saved the chat logs to prove later on that all this was my sisters fault. Every time we got in trouble while growing up my sister always blamed me, and I always knew that “it” was really her fault, not mine, so I saved the chat logs as my proof. Well I guess that decision will be in the hands of whoever reads this story now won’t it?

My name is Janet, my son is Todd, my sister who lives not that far from me is Jennifer and her son is Brandon. Our sons are friends along with two other boys Jason and Eric. This is how we ended up seducing our sons friends and eventually our own sons as well, gee I forgot everyone’s last names, sorry 🙂

Well here’s my chat log, I have it pasted from where all this started.

Jennifer. Well I guess it’s my weekend for the boys at my place, another weekend shot and
done before its begun.
Janet. Whys that? I hardly ever notice the boys being here when I have them. They just go in the
basement and lift weights that’s all. Why what are they doing at your place?
Jennifer. Just lifting weights? That’s how you describe it?
Janet Well that’s all they do when they’re here and yes I do know what they are up to in my home. I
bring them pop.
Jennifer. Are you totally BLIND? The next time you bring them pop check out the abs on that Jason.
I’m looking at getting myself some work out tights and joining them.
Janet. OMG, shut up, you are not.
Jennifer. 6 pack
Janet. Shut up, they are not and you are not either, really? 6 pack?


Janet. Jen you are such a slut, why did you go and tell me that? You knew That I’d have to look.
Jason does have a set of 6 pack abs and Your son Brandon isn’t far behind either.
Jennifer. Now who’s the slut here, I wasn’t talking about my son. You keep your eyes off him. How
about I point out the firm behind your Todd has or how his arms look.
Janet. Oh my god, you are checking out my sons ass now? You are so in for it. They are still here
working out now and I am going to be back in a little bit to better describe your boy to you.
Jennifer. You stay right here you horn dog, I know what you’re like when you check guys out.
Jennifer. Where are you, you better be right by your computer
Jennifer. Janet get your ass back here you have always had the tact of a fire truck when checking out
guys. At least when I do it they don’t know that I’m looking.
Janet. Tact of a fire truck? Ok you may have me on that one, but you’re still no better than I am at
stealing a peek. For starters the boys are still screaming in laughter because I completely
threw you under the bus as far as Jason is concerned. I never saw his abs till just now
when I asked to see them.
Jennifer. You did what? God no say you were joking.
Janet. Jason has always worn a shirt around me so I never saw his abs. The boys confessed that
they make him take it off at your house because they all know how you like to watch.
Janet. Now they’re all shirtless in my basement and competing against Jason in sit ups. They’ve all
just decided that if girls want washboard abs then that’s what they’re going for. Plus, I have to
judge their progress every other week.
Jennifer You are going to totally regret starting this with me.


Janet Jennifer I cannot believe you, Todd just came home from their work out this week. He
stammered something to me about you joining their little group? He mentioned that you had
a workout outfit? He seemed too embarrassed to describe it, he did mention that you wanted
him to tell me all about it though, why is that?
Jennifer I told you that you were going to regret starting this. Its nothing really, just a work out outfit, it might
be a little snug up top but the boys really didn’t seem to mind me joining them. In fact they’re
promising to help me get in shape. The boys may have the idea now of how competitive you
are towards me now, that’s all
Janet A little snug up top? This is how you describe going bra less in front of four teenage boys with
a tight fitting top?. Todd is talking about moving all their workout sessions over to your house
now. That is not going to happen, I’ll show you competitive..


Jennifer What did you do yesterday? Now my Brandon is talking about their group meeting more at your
house?
Janet Oh nothing dear, I didn’t have the budget for a sexy work out fit so I just got new bottoms, I
had an old maternity top from years ago. It may be a little baggy on me so I’m afraid that it
kind of let the twins wander a bit while I was working out with the boys.
Jennifer You are not talking about that old creme color top you used to have, you never would get rid of it. I
know for a fact that it lets your nipples show through. You spent an hour with the boys
working out in the basement with your breasts on display?
Janet Well the boys were really into their sit up competition at the end of their workout session, I
can tell you that much. I think we spent closer to 2 hours working out in the basement.

Well this is really where my story has to begin. My sister had begun another competition with me knowing full well and good that I would not let her out do me. The time I had realized that I was pushing things too far I had begun my second work out session bra less with the boys. My breasts easily slipped side to side while laying on my back on their weight bench. All 4 boys crowded around me cheering me on with whatever they had me lifting. I certainly adored the attention and my son was there to make sure that nothing went “too far”. It really was inappropriate for a “mom” to work out the way I had been. I was clearly teasing the boys with my breasts which had relatively free reign in my top. With my C cup size and my dark areola it was obviously going too far.