TAE BO

I arrived at the very last minute to avoid having to speak to Mallory and I took my place in the group at the other end of the studio. I felt a little rush of humiliation when Silver nodded in my direction in an encouraging way, but I swallowed my pride and concentrated.

The class went great, and so did the next few weeks. I was really getting good, and Silver was obviously starting to notice me. I often caught her peeking at my butt or my chest as we were going through the different routines. Mallory wasn't missing a peek either. I could see her smug smile freeze when she noticed Silver's eyes were glued on me, and that made it even more exciting.

I became obsessed with Silver. I never missed a class, of course, and I spent a fortune on outfits. I also started dreaming about her. One night, I dreamed we were in the class, but instead of our usual outfits, we were wearing the tiniest white bikini I've ever seen. Hers stayed in place through all the movements while my areolas kept showing. She asked me to stay after class and I was sure it was because she wanted to reprimand me because of my bikini, but instead we both ended up naked. She held me tight and went to kiss me, but she stopped right before our lips met, just at the moment where my desire for her kiss was at it's peak. Then we ended up on the hardwood floor of the dance studio and I gave her a very intense orgasm.

"Who is Silver?" my husband asked me the next morning. "My tae bo instructor. Why?" "Because you kept saying her name in your sleep, last night. And it sounded very intimate…" he added with a smile.

That was too much! If I didn't have her soon, I was going to lose my sanity! So I finally worked up enough courage to ask Silver out. I wore a very cure red outfit with lots of cleavage and gave the performance of my life, but Silver barely noticed me. Her attention was focused on Mallory who wore a thong and a top a few sizes too small that didn't hugged her fake boobs as they were bouncing wildly. That jealousy pang got me again, especially since there were no two ways about it: I was indeed VERY turned on by Mallory as well.

And the bitch knew it. As she jumped, punched, kicked, bent over, she caught me looking at her and the faint, smug smile never left her face.

When the class was over, I couldn't help seeing Silver slip a finger under the thin fabric as she complimented Mallory on her outfit. I felt so jealous I was sick to my stomach, but I left for the locker room before I had to see the smug smile again.

I changed very quickly without taking a shower because I overheard girls talking about how sexy Mallory was and how she stole all the attention from that "redhead bitch with the cute husband." When I got out, Mallory was talking to my husband and he was doing everything in his power not to stare too overtly at her sexy outfit. I politely snagged him away as she was laughing at one of his jokes, thrusting her breasts forward as she put her hand on his forearm.

Mallory was starting to be a little too much competition for my taste.

So before I went to the next class, I went to a ballet shop I knew and bought myself a new outfit.

And this time, I got Silver's attention. It wasn't surprising, though. It wore a white Spandex one-piece, very high cut at the hip, with a crotch so thin I had to shave my pussy almost completely, and a neckline so low my boobs were almost spilling out. I felt very exposed, almost naked, and I wasn't used to this. I spent the entire class making sure nothing slipped or popped out, but it really was worth it. Silver was overtly interested, and it was my turn to smile smugly when I caught a glimpse of Mallory's jealous expression. She was eclipsed. Obviously, Silver had a thing for leotards.

After the class, I didn't have to go to the sound system to see Silver like Mallory had to do. The cute teacher walked sensuously toward me as I was drinking from my bottle of water. As she approached, I suddenly realized I was too intimidated by her to go on a date. I mean, sure I was completely turned on, but I suddenly realized getting Silver's attention was probably more about competition with Mallory than actually getting her. And now, she was obviously expecting something.

"Great outfit, Cecilia," she said, slipping her finger under the sheer fabric and slowly brushing it against the side of my breast. "I have leotards like this. Maybe I'll wear them now that you broke the ice!"

"Great class, Silver," Mallory interrupted.

"I'm glad you're here too, Mal," Silver continued. "On top of the aerobics classes, I give private self defense training right after tae bo. Would you two like a free trial?"

Things were suddenly moving a little fast for me. I wanted to say no, but then Mallory ran her hand down Silver's back and accepted with her usual smile. If she was game, I had to go as well. I couldn't give Mallory the advantage of a full hour alone with her. Still, things were indeed moving too fast. After all, I was a virgin as far as women were concerned. "I'd love to, really, but my husband's waiting for me…"

"That's not a problem," Silver replied. "He can watch."

Mallory looked me straight in the eyes with her smug smile and pushed her breasts forward, almost imperceptibly, but enough to let me know she dared me. I was trapped.

"OK, then!"