Maree  - Part 2  
by alzef



This is the second part of the story of my old house mate Maree.

After finishing university I moved interstate, to a city about 6 hours drive
from Maree. I figured I'd have plenty of spare time to visit her in the first
6 months or so, but things didn't work out that way. I soon got a job and it
was keeping me busier than I'd anticipated, meaning I didn't get to visit
Maree until about 9 months after I left.

The other down-side of my new job was that I could hardly ever make to the gym
and I soon noticed that I'd added some unwanted weight. Nothing dramatic, but
I lost my hard earned definition.

In the end it was actually my job that necessitated the trip and I organised
for an extra 2 days at the end of the trip. I phoned Maree to see if she'd be
in town and she said that she'd be there the whole time I was, and to call her
when I arrived.

I arrived on a Wednesday morning and had meetings until Friday afternoon. I
rang Maree on Wednesday evening and she asked me out for a drink that night. I
agreed but told her I couldn't stay out too late as I had an early meeting the
next day.

We met at a small café in the city and Maree looked more beautiful than I
remembered. It was a cool evening and she was wearing jeans and a loose
jacket, which disappointed me. We talked for a couple of hours before I had to
get back to my hotel. Maree caught a taxi home, so I walked her to the taxi
rank on the way to my hotel, and as she left she gave me a hug. As I put my
arms around her I could feel the hugeness of her back and shoulders and she
squeezed me enough to let me know that I probably wouldn't be in charge any
more. We agreed to meet again on Saturday morning at her house.

I could hardly sleep that night for all my thoughts of Maree and I was in a
daze through the next two days of meetings.

Finally Saturday morning arrived and I caught a taxi to Maree's house. She
told me to come around 10am as she had to work-out early in the morning. When
I arrived at her house most of the curtains were drawn and I could hear some
music playing on Maree's stereo. I rang the door and after a moment she
answered, apparently still in her training gear. She wore a loose fitting
tracksuit, but who knew what she had underneath. She gave me a quick kiss on
the cheek and invited me in. I sat at her kitchen table as she grabbed some
water. As she bent over to get the water from her fridge I could see the
beautiful outline of her glutes. I could feel myself becoming hard and I moved
uneasily in my seat. Maree came back with two glasses of water and sat down
opposite me. She didn't say anything for ages until finally she said, "so I
guess your wondering what's under this tracksuit?"

"Uh-huh."

"Well, if your good, I might just show you," she said, a mischievous grin on
her face.

She got up and walked down the hallway to her bedroom.

"Come on then."

I had a quick sip of my water and followed her. As I stepped inside her room
she pushed me forcefully to the bed. She then turned her back to me and I
heard her un-zip her top. She slowly slipped over her big shoulders, revealing
defined delts and seriously flared lats, straining against her work-out bra. I
could see the top of her tight work-out shorts above the line of her tracksuit
and Maree quickly slid her fingers inside them and the tracksuit pulling them
both straight down. The end result was Maree bending straight over, baring her
perfect glutes to me, only a g-string spoiling the view. She then stood up and
flexed one of the best rear biceps poses I'd ever seen. Her biceps were
incredibly peaked and her back was very defined. As she held her flex she
moved her right leg back and flexed her huge calve. Maree then pivoted and
went into an abdominal pose, shaking her left quad for good measure before
making it pop.

"I'm getting ready for my first show - the state championships in a couple of
weeks."

"Wow, you look ... um ... incredible!"

"Yeah, Tonia thinks I must just have perfect muscle building genetics. She
can't believe the mass I've put on and that I can still come down so well for
comp."

"So you're still training with her."

"Yeah, but it's not such a formal relationship now. We're more like training
buddies and she helps me out with diet and stuff. She said I've even inspired
her to compete again. She's actually started adding mass again. Actually,
she's coming around later today, you should hang around and meet her."

"I don't that I'll be able to handle both of you."

"Oh, you won't. You won't even be able to handle me now."

To be continued ...

(c) 2003 alzef