New and Improved

I mentioned a while back that Karyn, my roommate, had taken up bicycle riding and was in great shape. Well, I'm apparently quite impressionable and will do whatever my roommate does. When I had a roommate who was hooking, I hooked; now that I have a cycling roommate, I've taken up cycling. The cycling itself is okay. I'm not hardcore about it, but I'm to the point where I can ride up to thirty miles or so. What thrills me is how it's made me feel and look. I've always thought I take pretty good care of myself, but this cycling makes me feel like a million bucks. I am constantly touching my thighs and marveling at how firm they've gotten. Without being particularly vain I've always been comfortable taking my clothes off, but now when I'm walking around the house bottomless or in panties I can't help but pause and check out my legs and ass in the mirror.

Oh, and one other thing; if you are going down on me and doing a good job, I will lock these new thighs of iron around your neck and hold you there until I violently and wetly come all over your face. There, you've been warned.