A Surprise Offer at the Family YMCA

The Family YMCA does not provide sex rooms. Of course. It's a center for swimming, exercise, workouts, and wholesome social activities for teens and adults of all ages, as well as a designated Safe Place for kids. But being a progressive and inclusive institution, the Family Y does offer two "All Genders" changing rooms for those who may feel uncomfortable using the Men's or Women's locker rooms.

The All Gender rooms are not exactly hidden, and are available as non-gendered restrooms. But one may, in retrospect, see their location -- down a short hallway that leads nowhere else -- as embodying discretion. Each All Genders rest room has a toilet and sink on a partial dividing wall inside, and on the other side of that wall, a shower with grab bars and a fold-down seat.

Jeffrey Zeiss was an retired old guy who was pleased he didn't need Viagra. His wife had left him some years ago, and relevant occasions didn't arise much anymore. Jeffrey (he didn't like "Jeff") was a little over six feet tall. He had striking white hair, was reasonably good looking, and was built sturdy. Solid, yes, but no roll of fat overflowed his belt.

Jeffrey had been Professor Zeiss of the Statistics Department at a nearby university, and he liked to joke that his below-the-waist apparatus was, in size and preferred applications, within one standard deviation of normal.

Jeffrey was in the exercise room, working his way through a set of nine weight machines, when he noticed her. She was a woman of Asian ancestry, in late middle age, about five foot five, and yes, a little pudgy. Her outfit was neither skin tight, like the body-clinging exercise garb of the twenty-somethings which, one could see, outlined their vulvas when they did squats, nor was it baggy or formless, like those won by many of the over-50 women who didn't give a damn.

The Asian lady was working with a large exercise ball, perhaps three feet in diameter, which she held it over her head, and moved in a sequence of slow actions, Tai Chi like, from one position to another. Her arms formed a delicate oval intersecting the sides of the ball.

Jeffrey finished his turn through all the machines. As he was about to leave, he turned and said to her, "You looked so graceful with the sphere suspended over you."

"Thank you," she said.

Jeffrey exited without further words. He wanted to leave her with his compliment not tainted by an apparent sexual advance.

He did not see her again for another week. Then, on a mid-week morning, as Jeffrey was working at the lat pulldown machine, he sensed someone nearby. It was the Asian lady, standing to his left.

She approached, leaned toward him and whispered into his ear, "If you want sex with me right now, count to three and follow." She looked at Jeffrey, her face flushed, then she walked slowly away.

I don't even know your name, he thought. You're not someone I see here all the time. We're not even at the nod-hello-to-each-other level of familiarity. You're taking quite a chance, aren't you?

But there was only time enough for decision, not reflection. Moved by curiosity as well as lust, Jeffrey sat still, then released the machine. He paused for a count of three, and followed. He wondered if the impending rendezvous was obvious to everyone in the room. But few were about, and no one seemed to notice them.

Jeffrey looked at her ass, which filled her shorts nicely, and he felt his cock twinge. She went to the further of the two All Gender rooms and, eyes down, entered. Jeffrey followed a moment later, latching the door behind him.

Her back was to him as she moved with deliberation around to the shower side of the room. As he approached, she turned. There was tension in her eyes, and she seemed frightened. Jeffrey gave a small smile and prepared to joke. But before he could speak, she raised her face toward him and closed her eyes. Jeffrey wrapped his arms around her and leaned into an open kiss.

Her tongue invaded his mouth, hungrily, and Jeffrey's loins throbbed as he sucked on her tongue. He pressed her to him and she took his head in her hands, and their tongues moved in and out of each other's mouths. She eased, opened her eyes and took a breath. Gazing at him, she lifted her face and kissed the corner of his mouth, the side of his nose, his cheek, then closed her eyes and put her tongue in his mouth again.

His hands rested on her hips, and he rocked her pelvis from side to side to press her front against his thickening cock. She moaned under her breath and tipped up on her toes to better feel his dick against her mons. Jeffrey took her breasts in his hands. Her tits were comfortably small, and he gently squeezed, feeling her nipples with his thumbs through her top.

She released him and took a step back. Crossing her arms at her waist, she grasped her workout top, pulled it over her head and tossed it. She smiled at Jeffrey and unclasped her bra, and dropped it to the floor. She watched him remove his t-shirt.

She seemed about to speak, but held her silence as she saw his eyes drop to her breasts, and saw his smile. She had large dark areolas, and her nipples were erect. He looked up and, also silent, took her back into his arms. She smiled too.

Jeffrey's former wife would have said she was nothing special, he thought. Small tits. No real figure, not a striking beauty, her clean black hair merely neatly cut. A few white streaks. Mousy. But none of that mattered. Her face was open, and, her courage having returned, she now looked the bold woman she was playing. Confident, and not afraid to take a chance.

He wanted her. She was the kind of woman he would always want.

He took her breasts in his hands and leaned down to kiss them. The nipples pressed into his cheek, and he nuzzled them with closed lips. He felt at rest, holding her tits, for once not worrying the moment. He lifted his head, and she rested her face against his chest. Their breathing had matched, and he felt his heart pounding in the stillness. The silence was unhurried.

She spoke. "I knew you would be kind."

Pressing her pelvis against his cock, her breasts against his chest, their skins came together again. He stuck his tongue in her ear and she gasped.

"I want to fuck you," he whispered. "Kindly."

She smiled and slipped her hand into Jeffrey's shorts, grasping his cock, sliding her fingers up and down his smooth hard shaft. She teased the head with her thumb, and now he gasped. He put his hands on her shorts and pushed them down so he could reach her ass, and he held her butt cheeks, lightly pulling them apart to open her.

His fingers crept into the crack of her ass, circled her anus, pressed it lightly without sticking a finger in, then found her cunt. Her slit was wet. She went still as he stroked her pussy, then she squeezed his cock.

She released him and, moving further, caressed the part of his dick behind his balls. His cock pulsed. Kneeling, he pulled her exercise shorts down the rest of the way, working them past her tennis shoes.

She was naked now. Jeffrey was at pussy level and he gazed. Only a thin scattering of hair covered her pubis, and he could smell her sex. He kissed her stomach, and slowly stroked the inside of her thigh, finally reaching her cunt lips and her clit. He pressed one of her knees to the side, to open her, and stuck his tongue into her crack. She crouched a little, and he tasted her.

Licking and kissing up, over her mons, her stomach, her navel, he reached her breast and he wrapped his lips around and sucked, slowly drawing more and more of her tit into his mouth. His middle finger slipped into her cunt.

She moaned, almost breathless. She pulled away, knelt, and pulled Jeffrey's shorts down and off. His cock stood hard and full. Holding his ass in both hands, she licked his shaft, starting at the base where it rose from his balls, and up to the top, then down. Turning her head sideways, she wrapped her lips part way around the base. Her tongue slowly slithered back to the top, kissing and licking along the way as he moaned.

"Suck my cock," he said, almost under his breath.

"Mmm." She finally took it in her mouth. Tightening her lips, she sucked and pressed her tongue against his cock. She lowered her head until half of the shaft was in her mouth, and she bobbed up and down. She stopped, spit on a finger and ran it along the rim of his asshole as she resumed sucking.

"Oh god," he said. He started to throb, his asshole quivering, his cock growing ready.

But he didn't want to come in her mouth. He raised her up and kissed her. He fingered her pussy, slipping his middle finger, then another into her hole as he stroked her clit with the base of his thumb. She was wet and slippery.

Jeffrey stopped and reached behind her. He unfolded the seat next to the shower and gently pushed her toward it. She sat and he knelt before her. He opened her legs and kissed a thigh halfway up. He licked his way up until he reached her pussy lips, then ran his tongue lightly from the place just above her anus, along her labia to her clit.

He pried the lips apart with his fingers, opening her vagina, then made his tongue stiff and pressed it into her tube, then moved it back and forth. His face was wet from her juices.

He moved his mouth up to her clit, gently squeezing with his lips,. As he started to suck, he slid a finger, then a second one into her cunt hole.

"Oh," she said softly. "Oh. Don't stop."

Jeffrey slowly finger-fucked her as he sucked, and she moaned. Her hands rested on his head, and, opening her thighs wide, she pressed him to her cunt while rocking her pelvis, moving him up and down. He sucked harder, drawing her clit and labia into his mouth and moving his fingers in time to her movements.

Finally, she squeezed her legs together. As he continued sucking and tonguing, she held him in place as she gasped a heavy, prolonged groan and came.

They were still.

After a minute she opened her thighs and released him. He rested his head on top of her thigh and caught his breath, his heart pounding. After another moment, still kneeling, he lifted his head and kissed her breasts, then her neck, then her lips.

"You dear thing," she said softly, stroking his head. They kissed.

She placed her hands on Jeffrey's arms and prompted him to rise. He stood before her, and she licked his cock again.

"I can taste my pussy," she said, then she looked up at him and firmly sucked his dick into her mouth. It grew still harder as he moved to slid it in and out, and she tightened her suck. Jeffrey pulled her up.

"You need fucking," he said. Holding her hips, he turned her to face the wall where the shower was.

She planted her legs apart and bent over, taking the grab bar in both hands. Her vulva and pussy lips peeked out from her pear-shaped ass, beckoning to him. She dropped her head so she could look back between her legs and watch him fuck her.

Standing close, Jeffrey took his cock in his hand and pressed it along her wet slit, from clit to cunt hole to asshole and back. Her moisture had oozed down to her anus, and he teased her butt, putting just the head of his cock inside before moving down to her vagina.

He slowly pushed his stiff cock into her cunt. He was thick and smooth and strong, and she was tight and wet. Trembling, her pussy embraced him.

An "ah" came out of him as she said "oh."

Before his dick was half-way in, he pulled out, the head barely touched her opening, then he eased it back in, all the way in, deep inside her cunt, his pubis pressing the top of her hole, his balls, tight against his cock, touching her clit, his length squeezed by her wet cunt. He pumped in and out, the tightness caressing his cock.

"Oh, god," she said. Then an elongated sigh, "ohhh, ohhh."

Jeffrey fucked deliberately, rocking his pelvis, his dick bottoming at her cervix. His pace was slow but relentless, and her tightness softened as she surrendered to his implacable fucking. Then he moved more quickly and held her ass tightly, his cock throbbing.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she said, grunting at each thrust. "Fuck me. Fuck me." She arched her back so he could go deeper.

"I need your tight little cunt," Jeffrey said. "I need to fill you with cock. I'm going to fuck your juicy twat until my cream overflows you."

"Fuck me, fuck my pussy with that big hard cock."

Jeffrey pounded her, his cock firmly pressing hard against the edge of her tunnel. He reached around and pressed his middle finger against her clit while he banged her.

"Oh god, I'm so close," she said. "Fuck me harder."

Jeffrey reared back and slammed his cock as deep as he could, then held it there. Then he did it again. He felt close, and starting fucking faster. He felt her legs weakening; she was almost having trouble standing.

Holding her up by his cock, he thrust up, felt he'd entered her entirely, almost lifting her off the floor. The throbbing force of his cock was now beyond control, and, pumping, he came. His come fountained, spraying his cream and his seed deep inside her. Her orgasm came with a long, guttural satisfied moan that went on, her cunt fluttering as he repeatedly shot his load into her.

Gradually slowing, his cock still pulsing, her cunt still quivering, Jeffrey came to a stop. His dick was inside her, and he held her by her hips. He was quiet.

Then: "That was amazing. For you, too, I hope?"

"Mmm," she said. "Yes. It's been so long..."

"For me too."

With his right hand, Jeffrey stroked her thigh. She let go the grab bar and stood back up. and his softening cock slid out of her. She turned and kissed him, and they sat on the folding seat, close together. She hugged him.

He took her hand in his, and thought, how strange -- and wonderful -- this was.

"I don't usually...," she began.

"Shh," he said. "I know you don't."

She leaned against him, resting her head against his shoulder, and the silence became comfortable. After a time he spoke. "My name is Jeffrey. You are...?"

"Shh," she said.

He turned toward her and embraced her. He kissed her neck lightly.

"Let's not...," she started. "We don't need to..."

"Okay," he said. "That was lovely. You are lovely. That's enough."

She smiled. "Let's leave it there for now."

She stood and turned on the shower. They washed each other, then dried with towels from the stack on the nearby hamper. They dressed.

"I'll go first," she said. She went to the door, unlocked it, and peeked out. Nodding to him, she walked briskly away. He waited a long moment and, smiling, walked out.

She was gone.