The Silent Partner, Part I - New Story by JB57

**JB57** · August 22nd, 2018, 10:01 PM

Dear Board,

Here is part I of a new short story. I have most of the story done now, so I will be posting one chapter a day for the next few days until it is done. When the story is finished, I'll put the complete story on the google site.

This story has elements that some of you will recognize from a number of my earlier stories. I just felt the urge to return to some of the scenarios that I have enjoyed in the past. The story is its own thing, however.

Fair warning: this chapter is mostly buildup.

Hope you enjoy!

JB57

The Silent Partner, Part I ? by JB57

Roberta Velendez was a gorgeous woman. She knew this, of course. She had been praised for, and benefited from, her beauty all of her life. Her dark hair and dark eyes complemented her olive complexion. She was tall, with dark, curly, shoulder-length hair. Her spectacular body had been her greatest gift. As soon as she had turned 18, she had entered the world of nude modeling; in no time at all, she had become a centerfold in the leading men?s magazine; shortly after, she was named centerfold of the year. Even now, she was usually ranked as having one of the top ten most beautiful bodies featured in the magazine throughout its illustrious history. Often, she was near or at the top of that list. Her body was remarkable; wide, muscular hips, long, strong legs, a beautifully muscled torso with a deep slit of a navel. Her spectacular tits were incredibly thick and round, high and taut, with perfect brown areola and prominent nipples. In a nude modeling world of women with incredible tits, Roberta?s rack possessed some intangible quality that made it especially appealing. When she started out her modeling career, she was a 40DD; now, she was even bigger. But the greater weight and thickness that age and maturity had conferred on her breasts did not detract from them in any way; her breasts sat as high on her chest as they ever did. If anything, they were even more spectacular now than when she had begun modeling.

Unlike many of the young women who doffed their clothing for the magazine, Roberta had no great desire to parlay her new fame into an acting career. She had no illusions about her acting ability. She did appear in a few ?sexploitation? films in her early 20s, but she kept her focus on her modeling. Now, at the ripe old age of 30, she was semi-retired. She had built up a very substantial nest egg that should keep her financially secure for the rest of her life, but she still took on regular nude modeling jobs. She was well-paid for these pictorials and she had retreated to a life of quiet celebrity within the community that followed her work, where her carefully controlled appearances only added to her popularity.

Roberta maintained her incredible body through vigorous exercise and careful diet. Though she was 30, she easily had the body of a woman 10 years younger. She went every day to a women-only health club a short distance from her apartment. When she had first joined a gym as a younger woman, she had delighted in the endless attention and lustful glances from the men. She had even enjoyed the angry, jealous gazes of the women. She had pushed the limits of decorum by exercising in barely-there, skin-tight gym shorts and belly-baring, cleavage-displaying tank tops. But that situation had become old very fast. She realized she was not getting the kind of workout that she wanted because of the need to endlessly fend off advances from horny, awestruck men. She got tired of the bitchy comments and looks in the women?s locker room. She switched over to the women-only gym and things improved enormously. She was able to get the workouts that allowed her to maintain her amazing physique. Even the other women were more accommodating, now that competition for men was no longer in the equation.

One August night, Roberta made her way to the club. She preferred exercising late at night; she often closed the gym down. The lateness meant she did not have to compete for equipment. She also enjoyed saunas after her workouts and she generally had the sauna and the shower room to herself. Overall, it was a great way for her to wind up her day. She was a night owl, so staying up late after a stimulating exercise session was not difficult. Sometimes, she would hit the night clubs afterwards, dancing and, occasionally, taking a man home with her for an even more vigorous workout. She was a single woman and she liked it that way.

This particular night, Roberta had an especially good workout. Her muscles were pleasantly tired and her voluptuous body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as she stripped down and prepared for her steam bath. When she reached the sauna, she was surprised to find it was already in service. She entered cautiously; what she saw stopped her in her tracks.

An incredibly voluptuous, beautiful woman was sitting on the tile bench. She was naked; she had removed her towel, was sitting on it, and was enjoying the heat and steam completely nude. Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back, almost in passion. Her body was unbelievable. Roberta?s eyes were drawn immediately, almost by gravity, to the woman?s spectacular tits. They were high and thick, tipped by swollen nipples and perfect, round areola. Sweat dripped from the hard, brown nipples. The woman?s entire body gleamed with sweat. Her legs were spread open, her smooth, hairless pussy wide and inviting. The woman looked as though she was exposing her cunt in an effort to reduce the heat concentrated in the succulent flesh. Her feet were on tiptoe, emphasizing the woman?s beautiful arches. Her arms were spread along the top of the bench.

For a single, intense moment, Roberta took in the incredible tableau laid out before her. The woman facing her was physically perfect, her body radiated sensuality and erotic power. Roberta had seen many, many gorgeous, naked women in her day, but something about this woman touched her at a primal level. She realized, with a start, that the woman?s tits were every bit as beautiful as her own; maybe even better. She recoiled a bit, almost like an alpha dog suddenly challenged on its own territory. Her nipples hardened into spikes, just in the moments between opening the sauna door and seeing the other woman revealed in her glory.

The woman?s eyes snapped open and widened in surprise when she saw Roberta. This was not a nude sauna; patrons were required to wear their towels closed. The woman instantly gathered up the towel she was sitting on and pulled it shut, tying the knot at her breasts. The towel did little to conceal her abundant cleavage and massive tits. She murmured something that Roberta missed, probably some sort of apology.

Roberta smiled and nodded at the woman; the woman nodded back. They did not speak. Roberta sat down on the side bench, giving her a good view of the other woman in profile. She closed her eyes and pretended to rest; in fact, she studied the other patron through the slits of her eyelids.

Roberta?s deeper scrutiny confirmed her initial impression. This woman, whoever she was, had an incredible body. Her tits were huge, easily DDs, maybe even EEs. Whatever their size, they rivaled Roberta?s massive rack. The women?s legs were spectacular, smooth and muscular; her arms were equally toned and strong, her shoulders shapely and powerful. The woman?s skin was dark olive, much like Roberta?s own skin tone. Her hair was dark and shoulder-length, like Roberta?s, but her eyes were green, a startling contrast that Roberta had noticed earlier.

Roberta surreptitiously watched the other brunette for a few more minutes, before the mysterious woman gathered herself up and left the sauna, nodding to Roberta as she departed. Roberta stayed in the sauna for just a few more minutes. To her surprise and amazement, she realized that she felt threatened by the other woman. She was not jealous; at least, she did not think she was. But she rarely encountered women in ordinary life whose bodies were just as perfect and voluptuous as her own. Roberta realized that she could not tell if her body was better than that of the other woman. This uncertainty was feeding anxiety. She was not used to feeling this way. She left and made her way to the shower room, stripping off her towel as she walked.

The shower room consisted of a larger, public area where women could wash. A number of private stalls lined the far side of the room. Roberta had assumed the other woman would be in a private stall. To her surprise, the beautiful brunette was using the public shower area. One glance at the woman?s naked body, glistening under the stream of hot water, convinced Roberta that she could not pass up the opportunity to observe the woman more closely, this time without any towels getting in the way. Maybe Roberta?s earlier glance at the woman?s nakedness had been misleading; maybe the brunette wasn?t as perfect as she needed to be to make her a true rival to Roberta?s body.

Roberta took a shower across from the other woman. She turned on the water and soaked herself down. When she had the chance, she turned around and surreptitiously examined the other nude woman. The woman was turned away from her, facing the wall. Roberta examined the brunette?s incredible ass, round and firm, her wide, luscious hips, her long, toned legs. Roberta felt even more threatened; this woman was every bit her rival. But part of her also tingled with anticipation. The woman turned around and Roberta had a moment to admire the woman?s beautifully muscled, smooth, flat belly and her clean-shaven pussy. Roberta turned to face the wall, trying to hide her spying. As she soaped herself down and reached for the shampoo, she had the distinct feeling that the woman was examining her as intently as Roberta had examined her rival. Roberta applied shampoo to her hair and, as she washed it down, turned her back to the shower, facing out into the bathing area. Her eyes were closed as she ran her hands through her hair, but she opened her eyes to slits in the hopes of catching her brunette rival staring at her. She was not disappointed. The other woman was looking at her intensely, her gaze fixed on Roberta?s massive tits, then sliding down her voluptuous body, seemingly trying to memorize every inch. Roberta was secretly pleased. If she found this woman intriguing, it was good to know that the other woman saw her in the same light.

The woman turned back to her shower and turned it off. She wiped herself down, wrapping her dark hair in the towel. Naked and unashamed, she ignored Roberta as she left the shower room, her flip flops slapping on the tiled floor. Roberta finished rinsing herself down. She left the shower room and went to her locker. The other woman?s locker was in some other part of the room, some distance away from Roberta?s. Roberta could hear the sounds of the brunette opening and closing her locker door, readying herself to leave. A minute later, as she dressed, Roberta heard the sound of heels clicking on the concrete floor. Roberta hurried up, wanting to see if she could catch the other woman?s name as she left. However, the woman merely nodded and smiled to the attendants as she walked out. Roberta was not far behind her. The woman?s car was parked in the first row outside the entrance. Like Roberta, the lateness of their workouts gave them the prime parking spaces when they arrived. Roberta noted that the woman was driving a BMW roadster; clearly, she was well-off. Roberta drove a Mercedes sports car, so they had similar tastes. The woman did not look at Roberta as she deposited her gym bag in the trunk of her roadster, climbed behind the wheel and drove off. But Roberta had the sense that the woman was deliberately trying to avoid eye contact.

Later that night, Roberta tossed and turned in bed. She could not stop thinking about the mystery woman at the club. Why had she not seen the woman working out before meeting her in the sauna? Did the woman only go to the club to use the sauna? That was very possible. Roberta was sure that the woman was not a model; she kept up with the women in the field and she definitely would have recognized her. That probably meant the woman was some kind of well-paid professional, or maybe a trophy wife. Whoever she was, she was gorgeous and her body was incredible. Roberta could not get the woman out of her mind.

Roberta fell asleep that night to the image of the woman?s bountiful tits, glistening with sweat, nipples hard and thick, drops of perspiration dripping off the brown, swollen nubs. The heat between her thighs demanded Roberta?s attention. After several minutes of gently stroking her pulsing clit, drawing out her pleasure, letting it build and build, Roberta?s back arched in pleasure. Her throbbing cunt squirted hard and she gasped in delight. She squeezed her engorged breast and nipples hard. Smiling dreamily, she drifted off to sleep.

To be continued: