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I attend a gym frequently, although not as often as I would like, or as often as I should. Whilst they have a section of exercise equipment set aside for just females if they want it, the usual routine is for males and females alike to use any parts of the gym with the obvious exception of the changing rooms. As usual for most gyms, there was a strict “no physical contact” rule, not that I ever heard of it being enforced.On this occasion, I had used the apparatus for my routine, and as is my custom, had changed into my bikini for a spell in the sauna, followed by the Jacuzzi. The sauna was next to the showers at one end of the room containing the swimming pool, and the Jacuzzi was Ankara bayan escort at the other end.As it was still early evening, most of those in the gym were younger members, many students from the local University. Being in my late forties, I was one of the older members there. In the sauna, a lot of chat went on, and with the men in just shorts and the females normally in just tiny and very revealing bikinis, a lot of flirting and suggestive banter took place. Even though I was the “old lady” of the group, I found many of the young men still showed quite a bit of interest in me. Then again, so did some of the girls, which I did nothing to Escort bayan Ankara discourage.I think I was a kind of a novelty to them, a member of the older generation who still talked openly and candidly about sexy fun, and who still showed interest in it. From what I gathered many of them had parents who never mentioned the subject, let alone admitted to indulging in it.It was a very quiet evening, and I was in the sauna with two of the lads, University students I think, Tom and Robbie, that I knew slightly from having met them in there on previous visits when I had joined in chatting in a group which was already there. This time, with it Bayan escort Ankara just being the three of us, them in shorts and myself in a tiny bikini, the chat was hotter than usual, and suggestions were much more blatant than normal. I laughed at it, thinking it nothing more than young guys being polite to an old woman, flattering me with their advances. Although I did think I saw a swelling in their shorts as we chatted.Eventually, I left them in the sauna and went down the length of the pool to the far end and into the Jacuzzi. If I wiggled my bottom slightly more than necessary walking down the side of the pool, can you really blame me? I lay back in the Jacuzzi, arms outstretched along the back of the seating, head back on the marble flooring surrounding the water, enjoying the bubbling waters against my almost bare skin.I had only been in there a short time when I heard others entering the water, and found the lads sat either side of me, backs against my arms, pinning them in place.