Anyone who has worked out at a fitness club has come across that one woman or man that made you instantly hungry for them. I’m enjoying a new gym, so this story was easy to write. Enjoy the story! Please vote and Leave feedback!
Twisted
Cal glanced down at the monitor of the Stair climbing machine and redoubled his efforts. He was a few minutes behind in his workout and wanted to finish on time. He had been a few hours late getting to the gym and had stayed longer than usual. Cal liked working out in the evening and it was fast approaching midnight and would soon be time for the gym to close. He was dripping sweat, and not all of it was because of his workout. Cal had been a member of the gym for almost six months, and had gotten himself into pretty good shape in that time. He liked the late evening because there were less people in the gym and he was generally left alone. He hated when people tried to strike up conversations, as it ruined his concentration. Tonight had been different.
Annie was in her mid twenties and an instructor at the gym. Cal had noticed her on his first day and had not stopped noticing her. She had shoulder length brown hair that she usually kept in a ponytail and a pretty face with just enough attitude that kept her on the hot side of bitchy. Annie was slim but well toned and had a flawless all over tan. Cal had to keep himself from drooling any time she walked by. He was usually very composed except on days that she wore outfits that exposed her belly. The bellybutton ring she sported gave him an instant erection, but it was the sun and moon tattoo on the small of her back that made Cal want to rip her clothes off and fuck her on the spot.
For the six months that Cal had worked out at the gym, he had spoken to Annie in pleasantry only. The short conversations usually centered on the weather and other such mundane topics, or Annie’s pleasant but canned encouragements such as ‘Looking great’ or ‘your doing so well’. Cal knew that a thirty five year old married man was far from what this young woman was looking for and was content to keep his fantasies to himself. Tonight had changed his thinking. He had only been a few minutes into his routine when Annie climbed onto the machine next to his. He kept his head facing forward as to not stare at her, but a tap on his shoulder made him realize that she had been talking to him.
Cal removed his headphones and kept running. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. How’s it going?” He said through a few huffs.
Annie smiled back at him as she began to pick up a steady stride. “I’m good. I didn’t get to workout this morning so I figured a get a quick set in. I hope you don’t mind me using this machine but I get bored when no one else is around?” She asked.
“No, not at all. I don’t mind talking.” Cal lied. He hating talking while working out, but would chat up a storm if it were with her.
Annie was a natural talking once she got going, and Cal found out more about her in an hour than he had in six months. She talked about the music she liked and he wasn’t surprised to find that she enjoyed hitting the dance clubs a few times a week. Annie glanced over at his machine as her set was winding down and whistled.
“You’ve really improved. That’s a pretty tough program you’re running. It takes some people years to be able to build up to that level.” She told him.
Cal laughed and shook his head. “I think your just saying that to make me feel good.” He replied as he finally began to slow down his strides.
“No, I’m serious. You’ve done quite a bit since joining the club. Both you and your wife.” Annie explained.
Cal slowly came to a halt and checked his read out. Even though Annie had distracted him, he had still finished above his usual workload for the time allotted. He hadn’t failed to notice Annie’s mentioning of his wife. It was like a huge sign that said ‘no pussy for you married guy!’ Cal toweled his face off while Annie did the same.
“I’m going to grab a bottle of water. Do you want one?” Annie asked as she headed over to the juice bar. Cal eyes zoomed directly to her tattoo as she walked about and the bouncing cheeks below it. He was like a deer caught in the headlights of a car.
“Hey! Do you want a water?” Annie asked again, while also raising her voice.
Cal was abruptly shaken out of his trance. Annie was standing staring back at him and waiting for his answer. “Oh yeah. I’ll take one.” He stammered. He quickly toweled his face again so as not to see her reaction. She had caught him looking and he was sure that she now saw him as some rude jerk. He was somewhat relieved when she returned with the water and showed no signs of being angry.
“We’re the last two here, and I was thinking about hitting the steam room. Do you want to join me for a while before I close up?” Annie asked after taking a healthy chug of her water.
Cal wasn’t sure what to make of it, but was sure the situation was innocent. It was late and he would usually skip the steam room to head home, but he couldn’t give up a chance of seeing Annie wrapped in only a towel. He thought that if he were lucky he might even see a peek of things through the towel.
“Sure thing. Which one?” Cal asked since the men and women had separate steam rooms in their respective locker areas.
“I’ll change and meet you in the men’s Steam room.” Annie decided. She left him so that she could lock the doors, and Cal quickly made his way down to the locker room.
Cal quickly stripped off his gear and wrapped a towel around his waist. He didn’t know why, but he felt like a schoolboy. He didn’t want to be the last one coming into the room and having Annie watch him. The Steam felt great and despite his nervousness Cal found himself relaxing against the wall. His eyes were closed when the door opened and he caught a quick glimpse of Annie before the door closed and she was shrouded in steam.
