“Wendy, did you see her? She was fucking hot today.”

Wendy sighed. “Yeah. I saw her.”

Linda chided her. “You’ll never know unless you talk to her.”

“I know.” Wendy pulled down her shorts and tank top. Linda was already naked, walking to the showers, her ass swaying side to side.

Water hit her face, rinsing the sweat from her skin and hair and running down her body. The soap lathered on her skin.

“Tell me what you want to do to her.” Linda whispered in her ear. Her hands slid along Wendy’s soap-slicked skin. She pressed up against Wendy’s back. Her breasts smushed against her. She thought she felt her hard nipples poking against her back, and smiled.

“I want to bend her over the back extension apparatus and rip her top off so her tits hang there,” Wendy said, hungrily. “I’d pinch her nipples. I bet she loves when you tug on them.”

“Go on.” Linda’s hands held Wendy’s large boobs.

“I’d peel her yoga pants down. She isn’t wearing anything under. I know this because I watched her camel toe as she used the hip adduction machine. Every time she spreads her legs, the fabric presses tight to her mound. I want to see her pussy lips spread wide.”