Continued from Melina at the Gym...
Not even bothering to adjust her clothes, he grabbed her by the nipples and led her towards the locker rooms. Her ass and tits jiggled with every step, and she looked back to the room, her eyes finding mine. She mouthed a quick "come on" before they reached the locker rooms. He let go and pushed her towards the women's locker room, slapping her still wobbling ass as she jiggled her way in. Instead of heading into the men's locker room as I expected, he followed her into the women's room. And so did I.
I paused at the entrance, unsure of whether I wanted to go in or not. I knew Melina was a tease, and it turned both of us on for her to be displayed and played with in public. But I didn't know how far this was going to go. I could watch as DJ had molested almost every inch of her body, but I didn't think I would be okay with it going any farther than that. Had they had sex before? Did every session of hers end with a romp in the locker room? I started to get angry as I thought of this man taking what was mine. In the end that made my decision. I'd go see how far Melina let it go, and I'd stop it if it got out of hand.
I had expected to hear frightened or outraged cries from the women at DJs intrusion, but I heard none. Maybe nobody else was inside. I slowly walked forward and peered around the corner. To my surprise, there were four other women in the locker room. My cock hardened as my gaze swept the room, taking in each of the women.
The first looked to be in her early thirties, and though she was fit, she was all curves. She had dark brown hair pulled into a loose ponytail and was standing in front of an open locker in the midst of putting on her workout clothes. She wore socks and had just pulled a pair of tight shorts over her generous hips. A sports bra rested on the bench next to her, and her ample breasts hung unrestrained on full display. They were natural large C's, possibly D's.
Melina stood under a shower head, still in her workout clothes, in a large, one-room shower. She had adjusted her clothes so that they were back to their full coverage, but now that they were wet they clung to her flesh even tighter than they had before. Her hard nipples told me she was standing under a cold shower. With how close she had just come to orgasm without achieving it, I knew she would be frustrated and have to stand under the cold water for a few minutes.
A few heads over from her, two teenagers stood chatting while they showered. I knew they must be eighteen or nineteen, as the gym had a pretty strict age policy.
The first was a tall blonde with a slender build. She had full, perky C-cup tits with the most beautiful tiny pink nipples I've ever seen. Her legs went on for miles, as they say, and ended in a firm but shapely ass. Her young pussy was completely shaven.
The other was tiny. A natural redhead, she was skinny with small A-cup boobs. She had no hips or ass to speak of, but she carries herself in a way that showed she was confident despite her lack of womanly figure.
The two girls glanced my direction to see who had entered the locker room, and just smiled and went back to chatting as if there wasn't a man standing there openly staring at their naked, nubile bodies. Apparently this wasn't an uncommon occurrence.
None of them seemed to mind that DJ had entered the locker room either. He was at the other end of the row of lockers chatting with the last woman in the room. She had also been in the midst of changing when DJ entered the room, and was now standing in front of him in nothing but a tiny black thong and a lacy push-up bra. She was also blonde, and stood with her back facing my direction. Damn she had a nice ass. It was nothing when compared to Melina's, but she was tall and that accentuated her round little butt nicely. From what I could see her boobs were a small C-cup, but push-ups can be deceptive.
As DJ talked to her, his hands rubbed her legs and felt their way up to her ass a few times. He gave it a couple of playful squeezes and she jumped, feigning surprise and giggling, pushing his hands off of her. He pinched her cheeks again and she turned and playfully ran from him, slapping his hands away. As she turned towards me I realized that I knew her.
Melina has been a dancer for several years, and this woman had been in most of her college classes with her. I'd seen her around the gym once or twice, usually wearing a trainer shirt.. Her name was Katie, and I knew her and her husband Jerad pretty well as we had gone on several double dates before. I was shocked to see her almost naked, teasing this other man. Should I tell Jerad? What would I even say? "Hey, when I was in the women's locker room watching your wife change I saw another guy in there." Stupid...
She didn't get very far before DJ had grabbed her by the arms. He pulled her back and held her up against him. They were close enough now for me to make out their conversation. "You know you're not supposed to run from me, Katie. Now I have to punish you."
She squirmed in his grasp, but I could tell it was just for show. He sat on the bench and bent her over his legs, her scantily clad ass sticking up in the air. He stroked it in circles a few times with the tips of his fingers, and then gave it a hard spank. Katie cried out when the slap fell, jumping a little and making her ass jiggle. Damn her ass was tight...
"You know you're supposed to count, Katie. If you don't I'm going to have to add more to your punishment. You're only at ten right now but that could easily change."
With a grin and an enticing wiggle, Katie said "one, sir."
*slap!*
*jiggle*
"Two, sir"
