When I got the the bike room at the gym, I noticed a sign on the front door announcing that the gym was going to be closed early tonight at 8:00pm so that the full-time staff could attend their annual holiday party.
When I got to the bike room, I saw that the class was already completely full. All 24 bikes were occupied and there was Steve in the front row directly in front of the instructor bike. He must have gotten there early. I smiled at him and he gave me a big smile back. I was nervous and excited to see him there.
I put on my microphone, started the music and gave the class an incredible workout. At times it felt like Steve and I were the only ones in the room the way we looked at each other. Within 30 minutes we all had sweat dripping from our bodies and my wet spandex shorts were sticking to my body. Steve kept up pace like a regular and I couldn’t help but looking at his dripping wet muscular arms and pecs again and again. Occasionally, his shirt would lift up to show me those incredible abs.
Class ended right at 7:30 and several people came to me and said that was the most intense workout they had seen me deliver in months. I had put my all into it.
One of my friends Rebecca stayed after class and was asking me some fitness related questions since she was training for a triathlon. I could see Steve waiting patiently in the background as if he wanted to talk with me but Rebecca went on and on. I was a little disappointed when he left the room before I was finished talking to Rebecca. I wanted to ask him what he thought of the workout.
Finally, Rebecca left and the room emptied. I slowly gathered up my things and turned off the sound system. One of the gym managers came into the room and told me that he had kicked everybody out of place so he could get going to the holiday party. He was the last one there. He told me the front door was already locked and to just be sure to close it tightly when I left. Otherwise, I could feel free to shower before I went off to my dinner.
I went off to the shower and it felt odd to have the whole place to myself. I took my time showering, blow drying my hair, and putting on my makeup. I had plenty of time before dinner so there was no hurry. I slipped on my cocktail dress and heels and admired myself in the mirror. I tossed my long hair and pulled it down across my shoulders. I looked great I thought to myself. Why didn’t Chris appreciate what he had?
I picked up my gym bag and walked out of the locker room. All the fluorescent lights were now off and there were only a few dim area lights in the entry and common areas.
“Hello,” came a voice from someone sitting in one of he chairs in the waiting area.
I was startled at first and then saw it was Steve. He had changed into a t-shirt and some basketball shorts and his hair was a bit wet and combed back.
He stood up and walked toward me.
“Your class was excellent,” he told me.
And he continued to walk closer to me as I stood there speechless and nervous.
“My god, you look gorgeous. Now I see why it took you so long to come out of there.” He smiled and looked into my eyes.
For some odd reason, I lost the grip on my gym bag and it feel to the floor. I didn’t think about it at the time but it was probably a signal that encouraged Steve to grab me around the waist and pull my body to his. I was scared, nervous, and stood there stiff as a board. I was petrified but I melted as soon as our lips met and we began to kiss passionately.
I reached up to place one hand on his firm pec and he reached around to cup one of my ass cheeks firmly in his hand and pulled me even closer against his groin. Our tongues wrapped around each other’s and my heart started pounding.
I could feel his stiff cock pressing against my dress. I thought about stopping him and running out of the place but I couldn’t. He reached up to feel my breast and just by instinct and passion, I reached down to run my hand up and down his stiff cock through the outside of his basketball shorts. There was no turning back now I thought.
He stopped, grabbed a hold of my hand and led me down the dimly lit hall and into the room with the weight machines. I wobbled on my high heels across the floor and he took me over in front of the mirror There was a single light just above us that illuminated our bodies. He turned me to face the mirror and stood behind me. We could see each other in the reflection in the mirror and I watched him nibble and kiss my neck.
He lifted the shoulder straps of my dress and slowly lowered my top to expose my breasts.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he whispered to me.
I remained silent as he cupped my breast in each hand and continued to kiss my neck. Then he spun me around and started licking and sucking on my breasts as I arched my head back and closed my eyes. His mouth felt wonderful as he took turns exploring my nipples with his tongue.
Then he pulled my dress completely down and it fell on the floor. I lifted my heels to step out of it. All I had on now was my thong and the shoes.
He left me briefly to walk over and pick up a workout bench and he carried it back set it down in front of the mirror. Then he picked me up and set me down on my back on the bench lengthwise. He took off his shirt shirt and I could see every ripple of muscle from his chest to his perfectly symmetrical washboard abs. He got down on his knees and kissed and licked my tummy and worked his way down. He tongue felt so good and I shivered with excitement.
He lifted my thong to one side and began to lick me expertly in all the right places with the tip of his tongue. I wiggled with pleasure and in no time I exploded into orgasm. He continued to lap and lick at my juices and I felt flashes of warm ripple through my body.
He stood up and lifted my arms so that I was now sitting on the bench. I watched as he pulled down his shorts and his huge cock popped out directly in front of my face. I had only been with two other guys before I was married and this was by far the biggest cock I had ever seen. It curved down slightly like a big banana and I was both scared and excited when I saw it.
I leaned in and wrapped my lips around the head, suckling on it and working my mouth slowly deeper onto him. I was only thinking about the moment now, all of the last two days events were erased from my mind. I moved off the bench and onto my knees to get a better angle at this gorgeous cock and bobbed my head up and down on him. I felt like such a little MILF, slut, whore, and cheating wife but I was loving the attention. Playing with my young muscular boy toy.
I lifted my mouth off of his cock briefly to run my tongue on those rippled abs. I nippled and bit them lightly. Loving the feeling of them on my mouth.
Then I reached down and massaged his balls with my left hand, grabbed the base of his cock with my right hand and started again on his cock. It was so big, I could barely get half of it into my mouth without it hitting my throat and gagging me but I tried my best to show him that I knew how to please a young stud.