This is a story from early 2000s when I moved to Hong Kong. I'm South Asian! I was in my early to mid 20s, above average looking and a tad bit chubby who loved women especially older voluptuous women and I still crave them especially the married frustrated ones neglected by their husbands who are incredible in bed. So life was good with semi regular romp in the bed with these women as it was purely about satiating our lust with no attachments whatsoever.
Life went on like that and after a few months looking myself on the mirror decided to get fit so joined a local gym 5 mins away from my home. Being the eager beaver I signed up for personal training which by the way is bloody expensive in Hong Kong but took it up anyway thinking in 6 months time I will get fit and by then will know all about the gym equipments and then wouldn't need a personal trainer as I had never been to a gym before.
Enter Brad, my white personal trainer! He was a towering figure almost 6 foot, buffed up but not too but rugged and good looking and maybe in his early or mid 40s. Although at that time I didn't care much about his looks as I considered myself completely straight and busy banging older married women where ever I could find such lovely willing uncomplicated women.
Now about the gym! it was decent sized gym with a big separate room for the VIP clients and since I wasn't a VIP I never got to go to that part of the gym nor did I care. It was open 24 hours!
More than two months had passed and I was beginning to lose weight and gaining muscle and was just starting to look good I guess by the glances I was getting from female gym goers. My trainer was professional and took me through the groove but was more than usual touchy feely but alarm bells didn't ring in my head as I thought it was normal as he would help me out with sit ups, pushups etc besides helping me use the gym equipment but I always felt his hand near my crotch and bottom especially during push ups and sit ups when he would either hold my bum or waist while doing push ups or sit ups. Most of the time I would feel his hand graze my crotch or bottom but I didnt feel awkward or strange as I though that since he is helping me withmy exercises it's normal.
Then one day after about three months, I was at home relaxing after a hard days work when all of a sudden I get a call from Brad saying would I be interested in a gym session with him. I told him it's 10:30PM and I cannot afford an additional gym session to which he laughed and said that it would be free of charge and no one will find out as its late at night and not many people are there.
So I instantly agreed (who wouldnt):-)). So I quickly changed into my gym shorts, T-shirt and shoes forgetting to wear my under wear coz at home Im always naked as I live alone and I'm sort of a closet nudist and rushed to the gym where I was greeted by Brad with a high five and I also thanked him for the free session which he waved off laughingly.
Then he told me to go into the VIP room and that he would be there shortly. I was elated and quickly walked into the room. It was massive with all kinds equipments and mats etc but I was the only one in the room. So I sat down on a stool and waited for Brad.