It was a cold dark morning when I got to the gym, not a lot of people around at 5:30 a.m. in the middle of a midwest winter. I am a curvy woman that works hard at not going beyond curvy! I was thankful the gym owner had given me a set of keys so I could let myself in at this hour.
My lifting partner arrived a few minutes after I did and he was whining about the time of day. After his initial self "pity party", we got right to it. Today was chest and back day. Secretly my favorite workout day because I often fantasized about straddling this younger man and fucking him on a weight bench when I was masturbating at home.
I laid on the bench first and he handed me the chest press bar. I struggled through my first set because I was having a tough time with focusing on my task at hand and not on my naughty thoughts of my sexy lifting partner.
He told me to quit being a whimp and focus! I looked at him and said, "Hey, it's YOUR fault I'm having a tough time focusing." We bickered for a moment while we changed positions.
I added his weight to the bar and helped him lift it off the rack. He whipped his set out like nothing, he was incredibly strong.
I could feel my yoga pants becoming a bit wet because of my sordid mind wandering back to fucking this man while he was lifting!
We placed the bar back on the rack and he just lay there. I told him to get up, that it wasn't nap time.
He looked up at me and I swallowed hard. His eyes had glazed over with what I thought to be lust, but I couldn't be certain. Then in one smooth move, I knew it was lust in his eyes as he reached over his head and started rubbing the sides of my thighs.
The sexual electricity that passed between us was incredibly intense. His hands rubbing up and down my thighs were shooting lustful sensations all through my body, my mouth dropped open and I heard myself panting!
My dainty hands were shaking as I reached for his biceps. I had fantasized about touching them so many times, they were so big, so hard and so strong. His skin was smooth, he felt so soft but so masculine, it was the perfect combination.
I suddenly found my boldness and I walked around the bench and straddled him as he lay on the bench. I leaned down and we began to kiss. As we began, our kisses were sweet and gentle, almost as though we were testing the waters. After a moment they became deep, lust filled and needy. So hard, so deep, he was nipping at my lower lip. I sucked his tongue in pretending it was his cock. His moans filled the gym as his tongue fucked my wanton mouth.
