The Neighbor - Part 2
By Stewart
Meredith and I Get Together

That night I went to bed and fantasized about watching Meredith's muscles.
I also fantasized about feeling the hardness of those muscles and doing it
with her in the gym, in my bedroom and in her family's hot tub. But I knew
it could only be a fantasy. Meredith was the 21 year old daughter of my
neighbors and best friends. I couldn't possibly have a relationship with
her, could I?

Although I saw Meredith several times over the next few weeks on the porch,
at dinner at her house and even once at the gym, nothing new really
happened and I hoped that we could settle into a semi-normal next door
neighbor relationship. Semi-normal because almost every night when I went
to bed or when I took a shower I thought about her. The day at the gym
provided me with plenty of evening material. I went in at lunch, got
changed and went over to the free weights. I was in the middle of a
shoulder workout when Meredith showed up. She was dressed in the typical
Gold's employee uniform of blue sweat pants and yellow logo polo shirt. She
said, "hey Mr. Gottschalk, burn those shoulders. Here let me help you." I
said that it was OK for her to call me Stew, at least at the gym, because
the Mr. Gottschalk thing sounded way out of place there.

Meredith insisted on working in for a set or two with me. Now I figure I
outweigh her by 40-50 pounds and I've managed to get in reasonable shape,
but when she saw the amount of weight I was using she just chuckled. "Mr.
Gots, I mean Stew, c'mon, you can use more weight than that. If you want to
get big shoulders you've got to stress them. Here, try these". She handed
me 40 pounders, which I was barely able to lift, let alone do a good set
with. Then Meredith said, "not bad, here check me out to see the proper
form." Boom, she pounded out a set like the weights were hollow. Then she
said that we should go to a Cybex shoulder machine. I watched her
demonstrate the exercise, and saw her arms and shoulders just rippling. She
said, "This is why you need to get to the gym more, that little set up you
have in the basement is OK, but if you really want to build muscle you need
to attack your body with big weights and different exercises. If you want,
I can set up a program for you that will have you looking buff in no time.
Besides, you've got a pretty good body for an old guy." This continued from
exercise to exercise until I had to get back to work.

Then came the fateful 4th of July. My kids left a few days earlier to spend
two weeks with their Mom. Sam, Margie and Robby were spending the week at
the beach so that left just me and Meredith home in our houses. As they
were leaving Saturday morning, Margie knocked on my door and said that she
had told Meredith that if she needed anything while they were away that she
should come by and see if I could help her. I said sure, I'd be around all
week except when I went to the office.

The week went by slowly. One night I heard Meredith making a lot of noise
before settling into the hot tub, but I stayed out of sight. Finally along
came the 4th. I planned to work on the yard, trim down some plants, maybe
join some other neighbors for a BBQ and then watch baseball on the TV. A
nice relaxing day. Anyway, I was out in the yard trimming some branches off
a tree about 2:00 when I looked down from my ladder and saw Meredith. She
was wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a bikini top and holding a cold
beer. She smiled up at me and said "I could stand here and watch you cut
those branches all day, but I thought you'd like a break and a beer." Well,
I know I shouldn't have, but it was about 95 degrees and I was sweating
like a pig so I said OK.

I climbed down and grabbed the beer, thanked her and said "that's the best
thing I've seen all week." Meredith said, "the beer?". I said, "of course.
What else would I mean?" She said, "Oh, I was hoping you meant me!!"

I just smiled and said, "you look great too. A sight for sore eyes" and
then I chugged down most of the beer. Meredith then got all serious and
said, "do you think I look good? Most guys, especially older ones don't
like muscles on girls, but you do. Don't you?" I said, "as a matter of fact
I do. And you look great Meredith. You must really work out hard to have
achieved all that muscle." She got all animated and said, "I do. I live to
make muscles. I love muscles. I love muscles on guys, or girls, on animals.
I just love the sight of bodies that look good. I know that some people
think I'm weird, but its true. I love to watch muscles work and move..
Anyway, I thought you could use the beer. I'll see you later on, Mr.
Gotschalk. I'm gonna go to the gym and workout."

Then she left. I couldn't believe it. I was sitting there staring at her
perfect ass and her muscley back as she walked away from me and I got
completely hard. Maybe I was just imagining all the hints I thought she had
dropped over the past months. Maybe she was just this way. In any case, I
was relieved, because I wasn't sure what I would have done if she had come
onto me. I finished the beer, finished the pruning and about 3:00 I went in
to take a long cold shower - and not just because of the heat.

I was just getting in the shower when the doorbell rang. I threw a towel
around my waist and ran downstairs and there was Meredith. She had taken
off the bikini and jeans and was wearing her workout clothes, not that
there was any less of her showing. She said, "Mr. Gotschalk, I was
wondering if maybe I could workout in your basement. The gym closes at 4
today and by the time I get there it'll be about time to leave. Besides, I
could help you set up a program for you that fits the equipment you have
down there".

Well, here is where I blew it. I could have said no. I could have said sure
you can workout, but declined the chance to work out with her. I could have
walked away. But no, like a moth to the flame, I said "sure. Let me put on
some workout clothes."

When I got downstairs Meredith was on her knees stretching. I swear she
looked right at my crouch and said "it looks like you've got a lot here -
there is more here than I thought. We could get in a good workout." I just
said, "yeah, I've bought some more weights in the past few weeks."

Meredith then announced, "its arm day - if that's OK with you. I love to
blast my guns." We started with triceps first. Extensions, kickbacks, push
downs. 16 sets in all. I was exhausted. My arms had nothing left by the end
of her routine. And all the time Meredith was saying "c'mon Stew push it!
Push harder! Give me two more! Lets make those arms grow!" and lots of
other encouragement. I must say that while we were working out she was all
business. Finally, she said, "OK. That was great. Lets rest a minute and
then its on to the biceps!!"

I went to the kitchen to get us some water and when I got back downstairs,
Meredith was checking her tris out in the mirror. She said, "lets do biceps
now. I want to try to explode my muscles right through my skin." I said,
"you're into lifting weights like no one I've ever seen. How come you're so
into it."

Meredith then explained her story. Apparently ever since she was a little
girl she noticed muscles on guys. All of her boyfriends had muscles and she
used to love to see them up close and feel them. Eventually she started
going to the gym when she was 16 with a guy she was dating. Mostly she went
to be with guys who were lifting, but after a while she noticed her own
body responding. She said it was her shoulder that got her hooked on her
own development. Meredith told me that one day after a workout, she had
gotten out of the shower and felt her shoulder throbbing. She looked in the
mirror and there was a vein that she had never seen before. It turned her
on to see her own body growing and from then on she was hooked.

Then Meredith said "enough of this. We've got biceps to build". Wide grip
curls, dumb bell curls and preacher curls had my arms burning, but Meredith
was just beginning. She said, "my arms feel so huge. I think they are
growing bigger than ever before." Then she walked over to a little mirror
that I had put up, flexed her arms and started to rub them. "Oh they feel
so hard. Wanna feel them?" I said sure. She was right. They were rock hard.
And peaked. I noticed that her arms were not as big as I had thought from
sneaking peeks previously, but they were incredibly peaked. Meredith, said,
"let me check out yours." So I flexed and she started to squeeze my arms.
Then she rubbed them and finally she took one finger and traced a vein in
my arm and said, "cool, they've gotten bigger just since we started today."

Now between you and me, I knew what she was doing and I fell for it
completely. I knew my arms were nothing special, but when you've got a
jones for muscle women and you've got a red hot 21 year old babe, with
beautifully peaked arms touching you sexily, you'd be happy to believe
anything she said. I was so into Meredith at this time that she could have
told me to do just about anything. And then she did. She broke me out of my
muscle lust dream by saying, "C'mon Stew. Lets do some concentration curls
to really bust our arms." I couldn't believe it. She grabbed the dumb
bells, adjusted the weights and launched into another 4 sets for each arm.
I was probably drooling, watching her arms work, staring at her nipples
poking through her sweat stained top and listening to her grunt through the
final reps of each set.

Finally, she finished. She was totally spent and she just sat there for a
few minutes breathing heavily. Then she got up, went to the mirror and
flexed those beauties from several different angles. Each time she did, she
made a point of grabbing her own arm, trying to dent it and generally
feeling herself up. I went to get some more water and when I got back down
stairs, Meredith said "that was one of the 10 best arm work outs I've ever
had. You're a great workout partner. I hope we can do it again sometime."
Then Meredith said, she had to leave because she was going to watch the
fireworks with some old friends of hers that night.

I couldn't believe it. I thought we'd be humping each other, but I was
afraid I had read her intentions wrong. But I knew I didn't want the day to
end like this so I said "Meredith, don't you have time to jump in the hot
tub for a while. My muscles aren't used to this much exertion and the hot
water will probably soothe them." Hell, it was a shot! She said, "sure. I
guess I have the time. Besides, I could use the chance to relax too."

So off we went to her parent's house. I didn't even bother to change. I
just took off my shirt and shoes and went in the tub in my gym shorts.
Meredith went into her house after turning on the tub. After about 10
minutes she came back out in the same bikini she was in earlier in the day.
She also came out with 2 beers. She said, "I don't drink much, and I rarely
drink after having a workout like that and I rarely drink when I'm going in
a hot tub. So, if this beer goes straight to my head don't take advantage
of me!!" Meredith then said, "you know, if you do that workout twice a week
you'll have great arms like these real soon." Then she flexed. Well, the
two of us drained those beers in about 30 seconds, so I got out of the tub
and went home to get more.

When I got back to the tub, I noticed that Meredith's bikini top was lying
next to the tub. She saw me look at it and she said, "don't worry.
Everything worth seeing is under the bubbles." I said, "your arms don't
have to be under the bubbles." She said you're right and hit another flex.
The two of us quickly drained the second beer. I was feeling light headed
and so I knew that Meredith was too. She said, "let me see your arms
again." So I flexed my meager arms. She swam under the water and popped up
right next to me and reached to grab my biceps. In doing so, her chest
popped out of the bubbles but she made no effort to move it. Then she
flexed her arm next to mine. She said "wanna feel these?" So I did. And
then I took my other hand and grabbed her breast. She moaned. Immediately,
the two of us were kissing and rubbing each other everywhere.

After about 2 minutes of this Meredith broke free from my grip and swam to
the other side of the tub. She stood up on the top step and began to flex
her entire body for me. Arms, back, shoulders, legs and her amazing abs.
She said, "I'm not sure we should be doing this, but I want you to take me
and feel me and grab me and tell me you love the way my muscles look and
feel." I said, "You might not be sure, but I've never been more sure of
anything in my life. I want you." Then I dove under the water and came up
right next to Meredith. I kissed and fondled and rubbed and grabbed and
honored every inch of her body. For the next 20 minutes, with a raging hard
on that wouldn't quit, I just enjoyed this marvelous creature in front of
me. Finally, I said, "Meredith, would you like to come inside with me to my
house?" She said "Yes. Right now."

To be continued