“They had not gone out together, in… damn… years.” She thought.

Humming quietly to herself, “…don’t expect it this time either, girl, but there is always hope. He finally buy me new sensible shoes, yesterday, and they fit perfectly. And the black shoes even matched my cute little black top.”

They exercised together every day, and with all the new equipment he bought, they were able to shape up her droopy back-side. Her reflection in the mirror on the garage wall was a testament to all the efforts.

As she hummed, she could feel him steal up behind her, she varied her tone, using short musical scales, make him feel sneakier.

His touch made her heart race, and she shivered as he ran his hands along her long lithe sides.

He slipped to his knees, and kissed her once saggy rear. She was not sure when that had become a daily ritual, or even why, but she loved it.

She had always been proud of her taut little back-side, and as he touched her, she purred like a kitten in the warm sun. He smirked when she purred. Knowing the amount of work and the cost of all the equipment, it was worth it.

She wondered, “is this the treat before we go out, or the disappointment before we stayed in?”

He stood, and let his hand slowly slip over her side as he reached into her top and quickly undid the fastenings, and removed it.

She was now bare… nothing but the rubber soles touching the floor of the garage.

“He is going to get right to it, jumping in with both feet, without even a thought,” she mused happily.

Excited, he grabbed her, and true to her expectations, he slid forcefully into her. She screamed as he pressed the accelerator and together, they roared out into the street.