My wife get on the treadmill every morning, usually wearing just her running shoes and panties, we have a home gym room, so unless I'm upstairs, I don't know when she's working out. The bug man comes about once a month, he has his own key in case we're not home. One morning I'm gone, my wife can't hear the bug guy ring the bell, so he lets himself in. Of course he gets to the gym, opens the door and sees my wife, tits jiggling on the treadmill. He says, "Excuse me". and moves on.
She puts on a shirt and shorts to go write him a check, he apologizes again. Two things strike me, she knows what week he comes, she knows he has a key, so I think she set him up. Secondly, no way her couldn't hear her on the treadmill once he was upstairs, so he was hoping for a peak. Something tells me this isn't the first time this has happened. He is a nice looking young man who took over the business from his father a few years ago.
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