Sally snatched the bag, threw it her purse and walked to her car.
After an anxious drive, she felt strong behind the wheel. Her empowered tugs behind the wheel made her swerve between lanes, more than once she had to raise her meaty arm out of the window to apologise. She spied one or two stunned faces as they watched a young blonde woman thrust out a bodybuilder arm of her window to say sorry.
Brad was usually finishing up now. Sally pulled up into the car park, with a good view of the entrance. Her crotch felt warm and seductive. She couldn't wait to bust his weird little secret. She perked up every time the automatic doors slid open.
At least, the doors revealed Brad. His gym bag slung over his wide shoulder - only a little bit bigger than Sally's at the moment. Sally smiled and readied her hand over the car horn, when suddenly; Brad looked behind him as though he'd forgotten something. He reached out one brawny arm. Sally's mouth fell open as a skinny little blonde sidled right into his open arm. She flirtatiously rolled her sultry hips into his side, before hooking her own arm behind his back and pressed her slim, hour-glass body against his. Brad was grinning like an idiot as they strutted towards his car.
"That fucker!" Sally raged. She'd never felt her stomach twist so hard. "This is what he gets up to at the gym!? Using these super-steroids to pick up skinny bitches who work out in their underwear?!"
Sally watched with burning green eyes as Brad opened the door of his car for the dainty young woman. Then he gave her a smack on the backside for good measure.