Sexy Manager Gym Sweat

The attraction started before I even saw his face

A phone call answered by a sexy voice

“I’d like to schedule a tour for your gym”

He sat me down at his desk

To ask me a series of questions about my health goals

Along with some personal questions too

On the surface we are conducting business

But underneath that

There is something else happening

I never break eye contact with him

I know he feels the power of these beautiful eyes

Paying full attention to every word he says

He is the kind of man who likes to be heard

The energy exchanged between our eyes is sizzling

Though we continue with the casual conversations

I tell him I am a dancer & a business owner

He tells me he likes to read & ride motorcycles

He gives me a tour of the gym

Before we seal the deal

I’m a member here now

I leave my new gym overflowing with excitement

The kind of excitement that is created by making empowering decisions for myself

& holding steady eye contact with a handsome man in power

I arrive for my first session with my new fitness trainer the next day

I walk in the front door

& the face that greets me

Is the handsome manager from the day before

My heart skips a beat at this dazzling man

I flash him a big smile & proceed upstairs to my workout

I catch his eye once more as I float out the door later that afternoon

The next day I arrive at the gym again

This time I am on a mission

I approach the sexy manager’s desk

“Let’s say I wanted to come in 3 nights a week to practice my routines in the dance studio while it’s not in use. How could we make that happen?”

He smiles

“You came to the right guy”

I smile back with a hint of flirtation

“You’re welcome to stop by for a free show sometime”

I can see his response in the way his arms flex

“I’ll definitely take you up on that”

A week goes by

With this unspoken orbiting

Seeing each other in passing every day

As I come for my workout

Noticing him

Noticing me

I wonder if he knows I am noticing him too?

It’s a Tuesday evening & I’m dancing in the studio in my stripper heels

I hear the creak of the door opening

I watch him enter in the reflection of the mirror

“I came to watch”

I do not say a word

The lights are low & candles are glowing

A red light casts across the studio

I hold my own gaze in the mirror

As I begin to caress myself

Feeling the warmth of his gaze upon me

I have his full attention

But I am not ready to give him mine yet

I slowly make my way to the floor

Moving my body in sensual movements

Arching my back & swinging my legs around

Creating art with my body

I spin toward the back of the room & face him

Crawling toward his feet

Before making my way to my own

I stand & dance right in front of him

I can hear his breath deepening

He is pressed against the wall

So I place my hands on the wall above his shoulders

We are inches away from one another

Inhaling each other’s exhales

I see desire in his eyes

I ask permission with my own

Before tracing his ear lobe with my tongue

To his deep sigh of satisfaction & longing

Leaving him with just a taste of a tease

I spin back around & walk away seductively

Blessing him with the view

“Thank you for coming”

I say without looking at him

He leaves without a word

I am back the next day

Meeting with my personal trainer

Just as we are about to start

The sexy manager shows up

“I’ll be guiding her training session today”

I know he will exact his revenge

For my teasing yesterday

& it thrills me to my core

He pushes me hard

Seeing just how far I can go

Making hands on adjustments

To my hips

My low back

My arms

His hands linger

As does his scent

I am sweaty & my legs are shaking

He asks me to squat for him

With a voice like that

I’d do anything he asked me to

I decide to be brave & speak my thoughts out loud

“Anything I ask you to huh?” he repeats suggestively

I smirk & do my squats

Just for him

“In that case, I want you to come for a ride on the back of my bike tonight. Wear your stripper shoes.”

He picks me up at 8

I have my thigh high latex stripper shoes as promised

He is no longer the sexy manager

But the sexy biker

I climb on the back of his bike & wrap my arms around his solid core

Inhaling the primal smell of him & feeling my pussy pulse in response

We take off & the vibration of the bike underneath me

Dances deliciously with my state of arousal at the close contact with this man

I slowly move my hips in a circle as we cruise down the highway

Soon I am shuddering with pleasure

As I cum on the back of his bike

With my arms still wrapped around him

He can feel my body convulsing with pleasure against his

& I know he knows what has just happened

He grips my knee with one hand & squeezes with primal arousal

We are at the base of a mountain parking lot

He parks the bike & lifts me off into his arms

“I can smell the wetness of your pussy, you smell divine”

The low growl in his voice alludes to the hunger within this man

It fills me with excitement

“Imagine how I taste”

He does not want to imagine

He wants to experience

After spreading his jacket across a picnic table

He spreads my legs & takes a long inhale

I can sense the wild man coming alive within him

My panties come off & he is slurping up the silky juices

Resulting from his bike

“If you thought my bike was good, wait until I make you cum with my tongue & fingers”

He is sliding his tongue back & forth across my clit as he slips a finger inside of me

Moaning with pleasure at how tight & wet I am

The combination is enough to make me orgasm within minutes

“Let me taste myself on your lips”

He pulls my face to his

& we lose ourselves in a most delicious dance of tongues

Sucking, biting, exploring, tasting, hungry kisses

I reach a hand down to the bulge in his pants & begin stroking

It drives him wild

We continue kissing as I undo his belt buckle

Soon his throbbing hard cock is out of his pants

I spit on my hand & stroke him with my saliva

Loving the pulsing of his penis in my hands

“Do you want to enter this body temple?”

He moans

“Say “Yes Priestess””

“Yes Priestess”

“Do you acknowledge me & my pussy as sacred?”

“Yes Priestess”

“Then we shall both be blessed by this pleasure”

Sitting on the edge of the table with my legs open

I guide the tip of his cock to my pussy

Moving it all around my wetness before placing it at the hole

I squeeze his shoulder & he thrusts all the way inside of me

As deep as he can go

My legs wrap around his hips as we shudder with pleasure in this deep entrance

Before he begins thrusting in & out of me

The pleasure is dizzying & our sounds are loud

I turn around & bend over the table so he can thrust from behind

With his strong hands on my hips pushing deep inside of me with each stroke

We switch positions again

He sits on the bench & I climb on top of him

Riding him & bouncing on his full erection

The waves of pleasure are so deep I climax several times in this position

“I want to get on my knees for you”

With shaky legs I get down in front of him

Taking him fully into my throat as I gently squeeze his balls

He moans & runs his fingers through my hair

Until the orgasm rocks through him & he unloads into my mouth

I offer his sacred seed to a bush nearby

& he brings his lips to mine

“Where the fuck did you come from?”

I smile at this

Offering a sweet & gentle kiss this time

“I’d like to sign up with you as my new personal trainer… maybe we can do our sessions outside the gym”

He laughs

“I’d like that. Best workout I’ve had since, well, ever.”

We spend some time stargazing on the mountain

Holding hands & talking about life

Kisses sprinkled in here & there

Eventually he takes me home

& I know I have offered a beautiful prayer of pleasure

Not just to myself & this man

But to the lands of the mountain that held us during sex