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The warm water of the shower had felt good, easing out Gordons muscles after his run, ready for a day in the office. He had already pulled on his trousers, shoes and was just slipping into his shirt as he remembered that he had left his earphones lying on the treadmill.
Buttoning up his shirt he nipped back into the gym to see if the earphones were still on the machine.
He was greeted by the sight of a tight lycra clad bum pumping out the kilometers on the elliptical trainer. A trace of sweat darkening the material at the base of her spine accentuating the roundness of her buttocks.
"Wow" thought Gordon "that's the sort of motivation I need"
He could just imagine following that derriere on a run, ponytail swinging back an forth in rhythm with her strides, both working up a sweat till their skin was slick and slippery, their breath hot and gasping….
Shaking his head Gordon shook himself out of the fantasy, his cock was growing hard at the thoughts of lycra clad workouts.
The treadmills were just behind the elliptical trainers so he was able to view Fiona as he checked for his earphones.
They were just where he left them, but instead of heading back the way he came, he decided to cross in front of the elliptical machines to get a better look at Fiona's physique.
As he approached from the side he could see her breasts bouncing ever so slightly where they were being held tightly inside her sports bra, her sweat shining as it slipped down her cleavage to create another dark V-shape in the material.
As he passed he caught her eye and gave her a smile and nod of encouragement before heading back into the changing rooms.
He would definitely be back tomorrow for a longer session and hopefully some more motivation.
Buttoning up his shirt he nipped back into the gym to see if the earphones were still on the machine.
He was greeted by the sight of a tight lycra clad bum pumping out the kilometers on the elliptical trainer. A trace of sweat darkening the material at the base of her spine accentuating the roundness of her buttocks.
"Wow" thought Gordon "that's the sort of motivation I need"
He could just imagine following that derriere on a run, ponytail swinging back an forth in rhythm with her strides, both working up a sweat till their skin was slick and slippery, their breath hot and gasping….
Shaking his head Gordon shook himself out of the fantasy, his cock was growing hard at the thoughts of lycra clad workouts.
The treadmills were just behind the elliptical trainers so he was able to view Fiona as he checked for his earphones.
They were just where he left them, but instead of heading back the way he came, he decided to cross in front of the elliptical machines to get a better look at Fiona's physique.
As he approached from the side he could see her breasts bouncing ever so slightly where they were being held tightly inside her sports bra, her sweat shining as it slipped down her cleavage to create another dark V-shape in the material.
As he passed he caught her eye and gave her a smile and nod of encouragement before heading back into the changing rooms.
He would definitely be back tomorrow for a longer session and hopefully some more motivation.
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Eyes closed, brow furrowed, Fiona counted down the few minutes remaining as she pressed herself harder. She opened her eyes to glance at the remaining seconds, and started in surprise to see the same fellow she had admired as she came in, watching her as he passed by the front of her machine, and smiling in friendly camaraderie. Her face, already reddened and sweaty with her exertions, flushed a deeper pink, as she awkwardly tried to smile back. And then...he was gone.
"Oh, well", she thought sheepishly, "I must look a bit scary. But...perhaps if I come around the same time tomorrow, I can get the fellow's name, at the least."
Her time was up, and she slowed her pace to a stop, then grabbed her bag and headed to the shower room. She gazed briefly at her reflection as she began to strip off her clothes. Dark curls matted wildly across her sweaty face, many tendrils having escaped her ponytail. And the dark gleam of perspiration all over her clothes...she grinned at her disheveled appearance, and set her wet clothes on the bench, stepping into the steamy heaven of the shower.
Warm water poured over Fiona's body as she lathered her hands with fragrant body wash. Starting with her neck and shoulders, she sudsed her body slowly, thoroughly. Her thoughts wandered to the stranger she had noticed. Camaraderie in his smile, certainly...but, had there also been a hint of attraction? She had surely been intrigued by his posture, his confident smile, his easy manner of movement. Her hands lingered at her breasts, soaping the nipples playfully as she fell into a fun fantasy...perhaps they would meet tomorrow, she thought. She knew she needed a work-out buddy to give her the inspiration to exercise faithfully. Might she have found a manly friend who could be just that?
"Oh, well", she thought sheepishly, "I must look a bit scary. But...perhaps if I come around the same time tomorrow, I can get the fellow's name, at the least."
Her time was up, and she slowed her pace to a stop, then grabbed her bag and headed to the shower room. She gazed briefly at her reflection as she began to strip off her clothes. Dark curls matted wildly across her sweaty face, many tendrils having escaped her ponytail. And the dark gleam of perspiration all over her clothes...she grinned at her disheveled appearance, and set her wet clothes on the bench, stepping into the steamy heaven of the shower.
Warm water poured over Fiona's body as she lathered her hands with fragrant body wash. Starting with her neck and shoulders, she sudsed her body slowly, thoroughly. Her thoughts wandered to the stranger she had noticed. Camaraderie in his smile, certainly...but, had there also been a hint of attraction? She had surely been intrigued by his posture, his confident smile, his easy manner of movement. Her hands lingered at her breasts, soaping the nipples playfully as she fell into a fun fantasy...perhaps they would meet tomorrow, she thought. She knew she needed a work-out buddy to give her the inspiration to exercise faithfully. Might she have found a manly friend who could be just that?
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From his office desk Gordon had a view of one corner of The Meadows, one of the large parks in the city where people often went to eat their lunches or go for runs. He had taken a few runs around the park during his lunch hours when time allowed, but he had done a gym session that morning so would give it a miss today.
He was finding work somewhat harder today.
Every time he looked up and caught sight of a jogger or someone working out on the grass his mind would jump back to the memory of the gym that morning and start daydreaming of what could happen.
Maybe he could invite her out for an easy run that weekend, so he could follow that delicious arse with the ponytail swinging around above it as she teased him into running an extra few kilometers before letting him catch her.
Gordon shuffled uncomfortably in his chair as the bulge in his trousers became more apparent, but what a succulent thought it was.
Or maybe they had a hard session in the gym and then headed to the steam room to ease the strain out of their muscles and increase the blood flow to certain areas.
"Oh Come On" he muttered shaking his head "You don't even know her name"
How could he introduce himself?
It was all very well letching from afar but if he wanted any sort of motivation he would have to say hello somehow.
Glancing out the window he saw several more joggers taking advantage of the sunshine, maybe he would take a walk around the park at lunchtime and grab a sandwich at the kiosk that might give him the inspiration he needed.
He was finding work somewhat harder today.
Every time he looked up and caught sight of a jogger or someone working out on the grass his mind would jump back to the memory of the gym that morning and start daydreaming of what could happen.
Maybe he could invite her out for an easy run that weekend, so he could follow that delicious arse with the ponytail swinging around above it as she teased him into running an extra few kilometers before letting him catch her.
Gordon shuffled uncomfortably in his chair as the bulge in his trousers became more apparent, but what a succulent thought it was.
Or maybe they had a hard session in the gym and then headed to the steam room to ease the strain out of their muscles and increase the blood flow to certain areas.
"Oh Come On" he muttered shaking his head "You don't even know her name"
How could he introduce himself?
It was all very well letching from afar but if he wanted any sort of motivation he would have to say hello somehow.
Glancing out the window he saw several more joggers taking advantage of the sunshine, maybe he would take a walk around the park at lunchtime and grab a sandwich at the kiosk that might give him the inspiration he needed.
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"So, after the movie we decided to visit that new pub...The Last Drop tavern, have you heard of it? I just love the ambience there! So, he ordered one of those dark chocolate stouts..."
Katy rambled on, as she and Fiona walked briskly by the stream in The Meadows on their lunch break. Fiona was trying to keep up with the stream of chatter from her friend, but her shoulders were a touch sore from their unaccustomed strenuous work-out, and, more than that…she was distracted.
Katy turned to her friend, worry crinkling her usually sunny face. "What's wrong with you? You've hardly spoken a word - such a lovely day, but you seem troubled."
Fiona sighed. "I went to the gym this morning. I really want to get back into my exercise routine, but I guess I overdid it, and now my shoulders and back are a bit achy."
“Ahhh…” Katy had been worried about her friend since the day Rick had abruptly walked out of her life; watching Fiona lose much of her natural zest for life. “Well, it’s a good thing to get back into your workouts! You’ll feel all the better for it. Maybe I can meet you there in the morning to give you encouragement!”
Fiona was gazing into the cloud-flecked sky, and a small, sheepish smile washed across her face. “Well, actually, there was a fellow there this morning that I thought…perhaps…if he shows up there tomorrow, we might start working out together.”
Katy grinned mischievously. “There you go, girl! So many ways to work out with a good man at your side!”
Fiona grimaced lightly. “It’s not like that. I don’t even know his name, and I certainly don’t want to get into another relationship anytime soon. It’s just, our eyes met…” She blushed lightly.
“Well, who said anything about a relationship? You need to have some fun, he knows a beauty when he sees one…carpe diem, my friend!” Katy looked at her phone. “Whoops, I need to get back to my office now. “
“I still have some time”, Fiona answered, glancing at her own phone. “I’ll head down to the bridge and check out the ducks. Thanks for your uplifting words!” Feeling more buoyant than she had in months, Fiona turned and, throwing a smile and a wave back at Katy, jogged down to the stone bridge over the stream.
The ducks were milling about in the sparkling stream waters. Fiona watched the young ducklings, bobbing and jerking as they explored, and their mother, seemingly placidly drifting along with them. But the hen always kept herself carefully in the center of her excited brood, softly quacking back to her side any that strayed. Fiona leaned over the railing to count the ones that were traveling under the bridge.
“Whoa, there, careful that you don’t fall!” She jumped upright at the deep voice to her rear, and whirled around, her amber eyes widening to see the man from the gym directly behind her.
Katy rambled on, as she and Fiona walked briskly by the stream in The Meadows on their lunch break. Fiona was trying to keep up with the stream of chatter from her friend, but her shoulders were a touch sore from their unaccustomed strenuous work-out, and, more than that…she was distracted.
Katy turned to her friend, worry crinkling her usually sunny face. "What's wrong with you? You've hardly spoken a word - such a lovely day, but you seem troubled."
Fiona sighed. "I went to the gym this morning. I really want to get back into my exercise routine, but I guess I overdid it, and now my shoulders and back are a bit achy."
“Ahhh…” Katy had been worried about her friend since the day Rick had abruptly walked out of her life; watching Fiona lose much of her natural zest for life. “Well, it’s a good thing to get back into your workouts! You’ll feel all the better for it. Maybe I can meet you there in the morning to give you encouragement!”
Fiona was gazing into the cloud-flecked sky, and a small, sheepish smile washed across her face. “Well, actually, there was a fellow there this morning that I thought…perhaps…if he shows up there tomorrow, we might start working out together.”
Katy grinned mischievously. “There you go, girl! So many ways to work out with a good man at your side!”
Fiona grimaced lightly. “It’s not like that. I don’t even know his name, and I certainly don’t want to get into another relationship anytime soon. It’s just, our eyes met…” She blushed lightly.
“Well, who said anything about a relationship? You need to have some fun, he knows a beauty when he sees one…carpe diem, my friend!” Katy looked at her phone. “Whoops, I need to get back to my office now. “
“I still have some time”, Fiona answered, glancing at her own phone. “I’ll head down to the bridge and check out the ducks. Thanks for your uplifting words!” Feeling more buoyant than she had in months, Fiona turned and, throwing a smile and a wave back at Katy, jogged down to the stone bridge over the stream.
The ducks were milling about in the sparkling stream waters. Fiona watched the young ducklings, bobbing and jerking as they explored, and their mother, seemingly placidly drifting along with them. But the hen always kept herself carefully in the center of her excited brood, softly quacking back to her side any that strayed. Fiona leaned over the railing to count the ones that were traveling under the bridge.
“Whoa, there, careful that you don’t fall!” She jumped upright at the deep voice to her rear, and whirled around, her amber eyes widening to see the man from the gym directly behind her.
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Warmth from the sun beat through the office window as Gordon finished off a paragraph in the document he was working on.
Glancing at his watch he decided it was a good moment to break for lunch and get some fresh air, hanging his jacket on the back of his chair he undid the cuffs on his shirt and rolled them back a little.
It was quite a pleasant day for the middle of April and a lot of other office workers had decided to take advantage of the unseasonal warmth by getting out of their offices and enjoying the sunshine.
Crossing the road he entered the park and started to follow the perimeter path towards the kiosk at the far end of the park. Occasionally joggers would pass Gordon in various different styles of fitness gear, from baggy t-shirts and old trainers to shiny figure hugging lycra and the latest in athletic footwear.
Gordon chuckled to himself, at least they were out doing something and it only made him want to get out and try harder to get fit again.
Too long sat in front of computers and drinking beer had slowed him down and made him unwilling to get out and be active, but it had been surprising how quickly it became habit to go out and do something again and how much you regretted the days you didn't manage to get active.
He was looking forward to hitting the gym tomorrow morning especially if he could catch up with the woman from that morning. In the meantime he was going to have to spruce up his appearance a bit and get some new training gear. He maybe wasn't ready for the figure hugging outfits that some of the other members wore, neither did he have the physique for the "muscle man" t-shirts that the weight lifters wore. He would nip into the sports shop down the road after work and see what they had.
While he was lost in thought he had walked almost the length of the park and was now approaching the kiosk, the warm weather had brought most people outside and it looked as though the majority of them were queued waiting to buy ice cream or drinks at the very kiosk Gordon had hoped to buy lunch.
"Bugger" thought Gordon, he didn't fancy waiting in the que only to find that they had run out of sandwiches.
"Hmmm" there was a new 'juice' bar opened on the other side of the park that he had yet to try, now seemed like a good a time as any.
Taking a fork in the path he picked a route that would take him to the other side of the park, the route led through the middle of the park and across the stream the flowed across the meadows.
People were scattered along it's banks enjoying the tranquility away from the bustle of the city, some dangling their feet in the water, some just lying on the grass with their shirts loosened trying to get a bit of colour.
The path sloped upwards as it approached the bridge over the stream, the concrete pillars at each end joined by wrought iron railings. Leaning over one side was a woman who seemed to be concentrating on the water below, leaning further outwards as whatever she was looking at moved under the bridge.
"Hey! careful you don't want to fall in there" he called as she was almost reaching tipping point "The spirit of Auld Maggie might...." Gordon stammered to a halt as the woman turned, looking at him with her lustrous amber eyes.
The same eyes he had caught only that morning in the gym, the image of her working out on the elliptical trainer flashed through his mind only making it harder to think of what next to say.
"Ummm.. Hi, don't we go to the same gym?"
"Arrrrrg" thought Gordon "How Lame was that?"
Glancing at his watch he decided it was a good moment to break for lunch and get some fresh air, hanging his jacket on the back of his chair he undid the cuffs on his shirt and rolled them back a little.
It was quite a pleasant day for the middle of April and a lot of other office workers had decided to take advantage of the unseasonal warmth by getting out of their offices and enjoying the sunshine.
Crossing the road he entered the park and started to follow the perimeter path towards the kiosk at the far end of the park. Occasionally joggers would pass Gordon in various different styles of fitness gear, from baggy t-shirts and old trainers to shiny figure hugging lycra and the latest in athletic footwear.
Gordon chuckled to himself, at least they were out doing something and it only made him want to get out and try harder to get fit again.
Too long sat in front of computers and drinking beer had slowed him down and made him unwilling to get out and be active, but it had been surprising how quickly it became habit to go out and do something again and how much you regretted the days you didn't manage to get active.
He was looking forward to hitting the gym tomorrow morning especially if he could catch up with the woman from that morning. In the meantime he was going to have to spruce up his appearance a bit and get some new training gear. He maybe wasn't ready for the figure hugging outfits that some of the other members wore, neither did he have the physique for the "muscle man" t-shirts that the weight lifters wore. He would nip into the sports shop down the road after work and see what they had.
While he was lost in thought he had walked almost the length of the park and was now approaching the kiosk, the warm weather had brought most people outside and it looked as though the majority of them were queued waiting to buy ice cream or drinks at the very kiosk Gordon had hoped to buy lunch.
"Bugger" thought Gordon, he didn't fancy waiting in the que only to find that they had run out of sandwiches.
"Hmmm" there was a new 'juice' bar opened on the other side of the park that he had yet to try, now seemed like a good a time as any.
Taking a fork in the path he picked a route that would take him to the other side of the park, the route led through the middle of the park and across the stream the flowed across the meadows.
People were scattered along it's banks enjoying the tranquility away from the bustle of the city, some dangling their feet in the water, some just lying on the grass with their shirts loosened trying to get a bit of colour.
The path sloped upwards as it approached the bridge over the stream, the concrete pillars at each end joined by wrought iron railings. Leaning over one side was a woman who seemed to be concentrating on the water below, leaning further outwards as whatever she was looking at moved under the bridge.
"Hey! careful you don't want to fall in there" he called as she was almost reaching tipping point "The spirit of Auld Maggie might...." Gordon stammered to a halt as the woman turned, looking at him with her lustrous amber eyes.
The same eyes he had caught only that morning in the gym, the image of her working out on the elliptical trainer flashed through his mind only making it harder to think of what next to say.
"Ummm.. Hi, don't we go to the same gym?"
"Arrrrrg" thought Gordon "How Lame was that?"
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Fiona’s jaw dropped slightly, then clamped shut firmly as she tried to avoid…but, too late. A snorting bray burst out of her mouth, and she leaned back against the bridge railing, unable to stop laughing.
“Auld Maggie’s spirit? I’m sorry…not trying to be rude…but, I’ve never heard that! Is that a Scottish expression? Your brogue…simply wonderful.” She trailed off more softly, her laughter contained, and now her face had flushed a pretty red.
Gordon relaxed a bit, as he took time to enjoy her discomfiture. “You mean my ‘burr’, lass. Lowland Irish have ‘brogues’, we of the highlands sport a ‘burr’. I didn’t want you to fall in. What were you looking at, anyway?”
“Not ‘Auld Maggie’! I was just watching the ducks. Such a lovely day to lunch in the park!” “Yes”, Gordon agreed. “And - am I right? I did see you at the gym this morning, didn’t I?”
She nodded. “I remember seeing you too. My name is Fiona, by the way.” She glanced at her watch, then raised a smiling glance to him. “I’m awfully sorry, but I need to head back in to work now. I haven’t been going to the gym regularly lately, but I am trying to find motivation to get back into it. Might I see you there tomorrow?” Fiona blushed again, sure that she had been too bold.
“Yes, I’d enjoy seeing you there”, he replied with a grin. She nodded, then turned to walk briskly back up the path. He watched the sweet swing of her dark curly hair, and of her snugly clad round hips. She spun back around, and twinkled a dimply smile to have caught him staring.
“Scotsman! What is YOUR name, please?”
“Gordon”, he called back. “When will you be at the gym?”
“I’ll get there at 6:30 – sound good?”
Gordon nodded, and watched Fiona as she turned away again. He was still hungry, he realized – but it had been a marvelous lunch break so far, all the same.
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Cool down time.
Fiona sat on her bedroom carpet, with her legs stretched out in front, widely spread apart. From her sitting position, she stretched upward, raising her arms high above her head and then stretching to each side. Then, bending forward, she lay over first her right leg, and then her left, enjoying the pull as she reached her fingers down over her toes.
She was naked. It was, after all, her bedroom. Slowly she sat back up, rolling her spine gradually to the upright position. And as she reached her full vertical seated position again, she realized with mild surprise that she was no longer alone. A man was pressed against her back, his legs stretched outside of hers to the sides, his forearms coming to rest on her thighs. With his groin snugly positioned against her ass, she knew he was also naked…and aroused.
She leaned back into his chest, sighing softly as his hands began to wander up her abdomen, to cup and caress her breasts. He teased her taut, excited nipples, chuckling lightly as she began to squirm, and sought to turn around to face him.
“No, lass, you must stay put. It’s my turn to play for a bit.”
His left hand stayed to massage her breasts, as his right slid back down her tummy to her soft mound, and to the swollen labia easily accessible to his touch. Using just his middle finger, he pushed between those petals to find the moist heat of her pussy, slick with her flowing juices and pliantly opening to his touch. “Ah, so wet…” he murmured, and his index finger joined his other, as his hips began slow, even thrusts against her ass. She stretched her hand behind her to fondle his shaft, and stroked him in tempo with his urgent movements. And now he had found the hard nubbin of her clit, and was rubbing her with increasing pressure and frequency, and as she began to reach a height of excitement he groaned, releasing his seed against her ass and into her hand…
“Aaah!” she cried out, abruptly coming awake. She was sweaty, as if she had actually been working out…and her excitement was pooled between her thighs. Tingling with her arousal, she brought herself to the climax her yearning, lonely body was seeking, and then curled, tired but satisfied, into her pillows. She drifted back to sleep thinking, with real anticipation, of the coming morning’s light, and meeting Gordon at the gym for a real work-out.
“Auld Maggie’s spirit? I’m sorry…not trying to be rude…but, I’ve never heard that! Is that a Scottish expression? Your brogue…simply wonderful.” She trailed off more softly, her laughter contained, and now her face had flushed a pretty red.
Gordon relaxed a bit, as he took time to enjoy her discomfiture. “You mean my ‘burr’, lass. Lowland Irish have ‘brogues’, we of the highlands sport a ‘burr’. I didn’t want you to fall in. What were you looking at, anyway?”
“Not ‘Auld Maggie’! I was just watching the ducks. Such a lovely day to lunch in the park!” “Yes”, Gordon agreed. “And - am I right? I did see you at the gym this morning, didn’t I?”
She nodded. “I remember seeing you too. My name is Fiona, by the way.” She glanced at her watch, then raised a smiling glance to him. “I’m awfully sorry, but I need to head back in to work now. I haven’t been going to the gym regularly lately, but I am trying to find motivation to get back into it. Might I see you there tomorrow?” Fiona blushed again, sure that she had been too bold.
“Yes, I’d enjoy seeing you there”, he replied with a grin. She nodded, then turned to walk briskly back up the path. He watched the sweet swing of her dark curly hair, and of her snugly clad round hips. She spun back around, and twinkled a dimply smile to have caught him staring.
“Scotsman! What is YOUR name, please?”
“Gordon”, he called back. “When will you be at the gym?”
“I’ll get there at 6:30 – sound good?”
Gordon nodded, and watched Fiona as she turned away again. He was still hungry, he realized – but it had been a marvelous lunch break so far, all the same.
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Cool down time.
Fiona sat on her bedroom carpet, with her legs stretched out in front, widely spread apart. From her sitting position, she stretched upward, raising her arms high above her head and then stretching to each side. Then, bending forward, she lay over first her right leg, and then her left, enjoying the pull as she reached her fingers down over her toes.
She was naked. It was, after all, her bedroom. Slowly she sat back up, rolling her spine gradually to the upright position. And as she reached her full vertical seated position again, she realized with mild surprise that she was no longer alone. A man was pressed against her back, his legs stretched outside of hers to the sides, his forearms coming to rest on her thighs. With his groin snugly positioned against her ass, she knew he was also naked…and aroused.
She leaned back into his chest, sighing softly as his hands began to wander up her abdomen, to cup and caress her breasts. He teased her taut, excited nipples, chuckling lightly as she began to squirm, and sought to turn around to face him.
“No, lass, you must stay put. It’s my turn to play for a bit.”
His left hand stayed to massage her breasts, as his right slid back down her tummy to her soft mound, and to the swollen labia easily accessible to his touch. Using just his middle finger, he pushed between those petals to find the moist heat of her pussy, slick with her flowing juices and pliantly opening to his touch. “Ah, so wet…” he murmured, and his index finger joined his other, as his hips began slow, even thrusts against her ass. She stretched her hand behind her to fondle his shaft, and stroked him in tempo with his urgent movements. And now he had found the hard nubbin of her clit, and was rubbing her with increasing pressure and frequency, and as she began to reach a height of excitement he groaned, releasing his seed against her ass and into her hand…
“Aaah!” she cried out, abruptly coming awake. She was sweaty, as if she had actually been working out…and her excitement was pooled between her thighs. Tingling with her arousal, she brought herself to the climax her yearning, lonely body was seeking, and then curled, tired but satisfied, into her pillows. She drifted back to sleep thinking, with real anticipation, of the coming morning’s light, and meeting Gordon at the gym for a real work-out.
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Gordon browsed the aisle of the sports shop looking for some fresh gym gear, he had already picked up a T-shirt and was now looking for a pair of shorts.
He arrived at the running section and started to browse the leggings. Nothing too long he didn't want to get too hot and if he did go outside to run it was warm enough not to need full length tights.
He found a pair of run dry shorts that would fit him comfortably and would do for gym and outdoor training, he had started to feel good about himself as he picked the gear so selected a new pair of trainers to break in on the treadmill before going out on the road with them.
He picked up his bag at the checkout glancing in it to make sure he had everything he needed, "All the gear, no idea" he chuckled to himself, well the only way to get the idea was to train!
Getting back to his flat he stripped off his suit in the bedroom and tried out the new sports gear, the T-shirt fitted fine just baggy enough to allow freedom of movement on the weights machines and hanging low enough to cover his bum a bit.
The shorts really were snug, molding to his legs and bum.
Remembering how Fiona's bum had looked in her lycra as she bounced on the trainer that morning had his hand sliding down the sheer material of his shorts to where the ridge of his cock was outlined, just touching it lightly had it swelling and expanding the material so that the ridges and veins started to be outlined.
He lay back on the bed imagining Fiona turning around while she was in the gym to face him with her hard nipples sticking through her sports bra and trails of sweat running down her cleavage.
"Can I borrow your towel Gordon?" she would ask stepping up to him.
"Certainly, but allow me" He would gently wipe the trails of sweat following their path to her breasts, but he would continue to run the towel down to her nipples, pausing to give a little twirl with his thumbs.
All the time watching her eyes and seeing her reaction as he teased her nipples.
"Oh why sir what ARE you doing to me?" her warm breath as she asks, causing a stir in his loins.
She takes the towel from his hands and steps closer letting her nipples rest against his chest, reaching up as she wipes his brow and rubs her pussy against his now thickening shaft in the process.
Gordon imagined taking her bare midriff in his large hands and pulling her into him so that their bodies molded together, the only thing separating their sex, a thin piece of material.
The warmth of her mound unmistakable against his cock as it rested in the groove created by her pussy lips in the lycra.
With one hand he reaches round and pulls her ponytail back so that she is looking straight up at him her mouth slightly open waiting for him to kiss her.
Lying on his bed Gordons cock stretches the material as it fights for freedom, his fingertips tease the shaft and he can feel a drop of pre cum forming at its end.
He fights back the urge to come, wanting to savor the sensation of being on the edge knowing that when the time comes, the release will feel so much better.
The musical tone of his phone filled the quiet of the flat.
"Shit" Gordon jumped off the bed and scrambled for his phone which was still in his jacket pocket.
"Hey mate, you coming down for a pint in the Drop?" Murdo's dulcet tones came down the line.
"Eh? Aye, will be there in 30"
Gordon hung up, the swelling in his shorts slowly disappearing, oh well it might get a bit of a work out tomorrow if he was lucky.
He arrived at the running section and started to browse the leggings. Nothing too long he didn't want to get too hot and if he did go outside to run it was warm enough not to need full length tights.
He found a pair of run dry shorts that would fit him comfortably and would do for gym and outdoor training, he had started to feel good about himself as he picked the gear so selected a new pair of trainers to break in on the treadmill before going out on the road with them.
He picked up his bag at the checkout glancing in it to make sure he had everything he needed, "All the gear, no idea" he chuckled to himself, well the only way to get the idea was to train!
Getting back to his flat he stripped off his suit in the bedroom and tried out the new sports gear, the T-shirt fitted fine just baggy enough to allow freedom of movement on the weights machines and hanging low enough to cover his bum a bit.
The shorts really were snug, molding to his legs and bum.
Remembering how Fiona's bum had looked in her lycra as she bounced on the trainer that morning had his hand sliding down the sheer material of his shorts to where the ridge of his cock was outlined, just touching it lightly had it swelling and expanding the material so that the ridges and veins started to be outlined.
He lay back on the bed imagining Fiona turning around while she was in the gym to face him with her hard nipples sticking through her sports bra and trails of sweat running down her cleavage.
"Can I borrow your towel Gordon?" she would ask stepping up to him.
"Certainly, but allow me" He would gently wipe the trails of sweat following their path to her breasts, but he would continue to run the towel down to her nipples, pausing to give a little twirl with his thumbs.
All the time watching her eyes and seeing her reaction as he teased her nipples.
"Oh why sir what ARE you doing to me?" her warm breath as she asks, causing a stir in his loins.
She takes the towel from his hands and steps closer letting her nipples rest against his chest, reaching up as she wipes his brow and rubs her pussy against his now thickening shaft in the process.
Gordon imagined taking her bare midriff in his large hands and pulling her into him so that their bodies molded together, the only thing separating their sex, a thin piece of material.
The warmth of her mound unmistakable against his cock as it rested in the groove created by her pussy lips in the lycra.
With one hand he reaches round and pulls her ponytail back so that she is looking straight up at him her mouth slightly open waiting for him to kiss her.
Lying on his bed Gordons cock stretches the material as it fights for freedom, his fingertips tease the shaft and he can feel a drop of pre cum forming at its end.
He fights back the urge to come, wanting to savor the sensation of being on the edge knowing that when the time comes, the release will feel so much better.
The musical tone of his phone filled the quiet of the flat.
"Shit" Gordon jumped off the bed and scrambled for his phone which was still in his jacket pocket.
"Hey mate, you coming down for a pint in the Drop?" Murdo's dulcet tones came down the line.
"Eh? Aye, will be there in 30"
Gordon hung up, the swelling in his shorts slowly disappearing, oh well it might get a bit of a work out tomorrow if he was lucky.
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Her alarm sounded at 5:30. On any other day Fiona would have slept until 6; she was a quick 5 minute drive from the gym, but today she wanted the extra time to prepare. Stretching contentedly, remembering her erotic fantasy from the night before, she rose with a new spring in her step. Carpe diem, her friend had said – and, yes, she was ready to seize it all! She ran a warm bath into the tub, and gathered her favorite body wash and her razor, then eased into the water. Lathering her upper body first, then working her way down over her abdomen and to her legs, she washed carefully.
“I’m bonkers”, Fiona thought, “cleaning up this way just to go get all sweaty at the gym!” Now, with foamy soap covering her legs, she began to shave, carefully and slowly. Her legs were toned; despite her recent lapse in working out as she should have, they had retained their shapely muscle definition. As she reached the junction of her thighs, she couldn’t help laughing that she was now trimming up her pubic hair, “but,” she thought, “you never know…perhaps that handsome rascal at the gym will have an opportunity to see my pubes…to touch them, even…”
Thoroughly shaven to her liking now, Fiona got out of the tub and began to dry off. She had already selected her peach colored sports bra, her deeper coral colored shorts, and her heather grey sweatshirt and pants. She pulled her chestnut hair back into a ponytail, grabbed her gym bag and water bottle, and trotted out to the car, and so off on this new day.
Arriving at the gym almost promptly, at around 6:35, Fiona saw Gordon waiting at the outer door for her. She popped out of her car with a smile for him, and came briskly up to the door.
“Sorry if I’m a bit late. Were you waiting long?”
“Not long at all,” he replied, opening the door for her. As she passed close by, he could smell her body wash. “Mmm…you smell rather delicious”, he said softly.
She laughed a tad self-consciously. “It’s mango and hibiscus scented – my new fave. I’m glad if you like it.”
Fiona walked ahead of Gordon up the stairs to the fitness room, giving him another opportunity to admire the gentle roll of her hips within her loose sweatpants. “I usually start with weight training for upper body and abdomen before I hop on the elliptical”, she said. “What’s your routine?”
“Yes, I’ll do the strength training circuit first too. I’m trying to prepare for a half marathon, so I’m especially targeting my glutes and leg muscles.” In the fitness room now, they both set their gym bags aside and pulled off their sweats. Fiona’s eyes widened at the snugness of Gordon’s shorts, and it was all she could do not to gaze in curiosity at the bulge of his crotch. “Easy, girl…no staring now. If you’re meant to see his package, that will come in time,” she rebuked herself silently, trying not to grin at her wanton thoughts. She wriggled out of her sweatpants and deftly pulled her sweatshirt over her head, then glanced at Gordon to find his appreciative stare centered on the bounce of her breasts and the line of her cleavage. Now she couldn’t hold back a chuckle; it seemed both Fiona and Gordon had mutual needs and were suffering from a fair amount of horniness. Gordon grinned ruefully, as well.
“They do say exercise will help to normalize hormonal…excesses”, he murmured. She laughed.
“Well, then, let’s get to it!” she replied with humor, and turned away, heading for the first of the pectoral and deltoid machines.
“I’m bonkers”, Fiona thought, “cleaning up this way just to go get all sweaty at the gym!” Now, with foamy soap covering her legs, she began to shave, carefully and slowly. Her legs were toned; despite her recent lapse in working out as she should have, they had retained their shapely muscle definition. As she reached the junction of her thighs, she couldn’t help laughing that she was now trimming up her pubic hair, “but,” she thought, “you never know…perhaps that handsome rascal at the gym will have an opportunity to see my pubes…to touch them, even…”
Thoroughly shaven to her liking now, Fiona got out of the tub and began to dry off. She had already selected her peach colored sports bra, her deeper coral colored shorts, and her heather grey sweatshirt and pants. She pulled her chestnut hair back into a ponytail, grabbed her gym bag and water bottle, and trotted out to the car, and so off on this new day.
Arriving at the gym almost promptly, at around 6:35, Fiona saw Gordon waiting at the outer door for her. She popped out of her car with a smile for him, and came briskly up to the door.
“Sorry if I’m a bit late. Were you waiting long?”
“Not long at all,” he replied, opening the door for her. As she passed close by, he could smell her body wash. “Mmm…you smell rather delicious”, he said softly.
She laughed a tad self-consciously. “It’s mango and hibiscus scented – my new fave. I’m glad if you like it.”
Fiona walked ahead of Gordon up the stairs to the fitness room, giving him another opportunity to admire the gentle roll of her hips within her loose sweatpants. “I usually start with weight training for upper body and abdomen before I hop on the elliptical”, she said. “What’s your routine?”
“Yes, I’ll do the strength training circuit first too. I’m trying to prepare for a half marathon, so I’m especially targeting my glutes and leg muscles.” In the fitness room now, they both set their gym bags aside and pulled off their sweats. Fiona’s eyes widened at the snugness of Gordon’s shorts, and it was all she could do not to gaze in curiosity at the bulge of his crotch. “Easy, girl…no staring now. If you’re meant to see his package, that will come in time,” she rebuked herself silently, trying not to grin at her wanton thoughts. She wriggled out of her sweatpants and deftly pulled her sweatshirt over her head, then glanced at Gordon to find his appreciative stare centered on the bounce of her breasts and the line of her cleavage. Now she couldn’t hold back a chuckle; it seemed both Fiona and Gordon had mutual needs and were suffering from a fair amount of horniness. Gordon grinned ruefully, as well.
“They do say exercise will help to normalize hormonal…excesses”, he murmured. She laughed.
“Well, then, let’s get to it!” she replied with humor, and turned away, heading for the first of the pectoral and deltoid machines.
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“Well, then, let’s get to it!”
Gordon had to mentally give himself a shake and wished he had worn something a bit looser than the shorts he had on, as his bulge had become somewhat more pronounced in the last few minutes.
Right time to work up a sweat!
Setting up the squat machine with a light weight to start, he planned a pyramid session, working up the weights but reducing the reps then coming back down again.
Across the bay, Fiona had already started her set on the 'PecDec', bringing her arms together in front of her caused her breasts to squash emphasising her cleavage.
Gordon couldn't help but notice that her nipples were pushing against the material creating two very nibbleable lumps.
Fiona had noticed his attention and pushed out another couple of reps just so Gordon could appreciate the swell of her breasts as she pumped her arms together.
Taking his position and unlocking the bar, Gordon started his squat exercise, slowly down controlling the motion with his glutes, then a hard thrust upwards, feeling the explosive power pushing the weight up. Keeping his head up he could see that Fiona was taking her turn to watch him as she rested between sets.
Her legs were slightly open as she rested making Gordon wonder what it would be like to have them wrapped around his waist as they exercised together naked.
"Oh Shit"
Gordon had lost count, he had been so lost in his thoughts that he must have passed rep number 10.
He hooked the bar back up and wiped his hands on his towel wondering if Fiona had noticed his distraction.
She in the meantime had moved on to her second set on the 'PecDec', the muscles stretching and lifting her chest, a faint patina of sweat starting to appear.
Turning back to the squat machine Gordon loaded on a bit more weight and got on with his pyramid training, concentrating on his rep count.
As the weights got higher and the reps lower Gordon was finding himself pushing hard to complete the sets.
He set up for his 1 rep max and positioned himself comfortably under the bar. Closing his eyes he unlocked the bar and slowly dropped into the squat position.
The scent of Mango seemed to grow stronger as he tried to push up for the single rep.
"Come ON!" He muttered to himself as he strained to rise.
Opening his eyes he was faced by a pair of coral sports shorts, he could see the smooth shape of Fiona's mound rising and falling as she breathed deeply, a muskiness mixing with the smell of Mango as the heat of her body reached him.
"Wow!"
Gordon almost sprang up as a surge of adrenaline, or was it lust, coursed through him.
"You looked as though you needed a bit of help getting UP there" said Fiona
Gordon chuckled "Yes I could have been DOWN there for quite a while"
Their eyes locked for a moment as they grinned at the double entendres.
"How's your sets going?" he asked.
Gordon had to mentally give himself a shake and wished he had worn something a bit looser than the shorts he had on, as his bulge had become somewhat more pronounced in the last few minutes.
Right time to work up a sweat!
Setting up the squat machine with a light weight to start, he planned a pyramid session, working up the weights but reducing the reps then coming back down again.
Across the bay, Fiona had already started her set on the 'PecDec', bringing her arms together in front of her caused her breasts to squash emphasising her cleavage.
Gordon couldn't help but notice that her nipples were pushing against the material creating two very nibbleable lumps.
Fiona had noticed his attention and pushed out another couple of reps just so Gordon could appreciate the swell of her breasts as she pumped her arms together.
Taking his position and unlocking the bar, Gordon started his squat exercise, slowly down controlling the motion with his glutes, then a hard thrust upwards, feeling the explosive power pushing the weight up. Keeping his head up he could see that Fiona was taking her turn to watch him as she rested between sets.
Her legs were slightly open as she rested making Gordon wonder what it would be like to have them wrapped around his waist as they exercised together naked.
"Oh Shit"
Gordon had lost count, he had been so lost in his thoughts that he must have passed rep number 10.
He hooked the bar back up and wiped his hands on his towel wondering if Fiona had noticed his distraction.
She in the meantime had moved on to her second set on the 'PecDec', the muscles stretching and lifting her chest, a faint patina of sweat starting to appear.
Turning back to the squat machine Gordon loaded on a bit more weight and got on with his pyramid training, concentrating on his rep count.
As the weights got higher and the reps lower Gordon was finding himself pushing hard to complete the sets.
He set up for his 1 rep max and positioned himself comfortably under the bar. Closing his eyes he unlocked the bar and slowly dropped into the squat position.
The scent of Mango seemed to grow stronger as he tried to push up for the single rep.
"Come ON!" He muttered to himself as he strained to rise.
Opening his eyes he was faced by a pair of coral sports shorts, he could see the smooth shape of Fiona's mound rising and falling as she breathed deeply, a muskiness mixing with the smell of Mango as the heat of her body reached him.
"Wow!"
Gordon almost sprang up as a surge of adrenaline, or was it lust, coursed through him.
"You looked as though you needed a bit of help getting UP there" said Fiona
Gordon chuckled "Yes I could have been DOWN there for quite a while"
Their eyes locked for a moment as they grinned at the double entendres.
"How's your sets going?" he asked.
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She laughed brightly; Gordon was becoming entranced with the sound of her merriment.
“Great, actually…this is, thus far, one of the best workouts I have had…my energy level is unusually high! How about yours?”
“Doing alright, all things considered. I must say, you can be a bit of a distraction,” he responded with a lopsided grin.
“Aaah, then are you regretting our meeting here together today?” Fiona asked with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
“Not at all; I find the distraction rather stimulating.”
“Hmm…yes, I did notice that. Your stimulation, that is.” She flashed a dazzling, deeply dimpled smile at him, then murmured “I’m off to the ab machines now, and then I need to do my pelvic thrusts before I hop on the elliptical. Good thing I took a little extra time off from work this morning, eh?” She whirled away toward the abdominals trainers.
“P-pelvic thrusts?” Gordon muttered. “Oh, I’m in for it now. No getting out of here without an embarrassing display.” He smiled, wondering just how much “extra time” she had allowed this morning before needing to go in to work, and moved over to the leg extension and leg press machines.
“Great, actually…this is, thus far, one of the best workouts I have had…my energy level is unusually high! How about yours?”
“Doing alright, all things considered. I must say, you can be a bit of a distraction,” he responded with a lopsided grin.
“Aaah, then are you regretting our meeting here together today?” Fiona asked with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
“Not at all; I find the distraction rather stimulating.”
“Hmm…yes, I did notice that. Your stimulation, that is.” She flashed a dazzling, deeply dimpled smile at him, then murmured “I’m off to the ab machines now, and then I need to do my pelvic thrusts before I hop on the elliptical. Good thing I took a little extra time off from work this morning, eh?” She whirled away toward the abdominals trainers.
“P-pelvic thrusts?” Gordon muttered. “Oh, I’m in for it now. No getting out of here without an embarrassing display.” He smiled, wondering just how much “extra time” she had allowed this morning before needing to go in to work, and moved over to the leg extension and leg press machines.
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Settling himself comfortably on the Leg Extension machine, he adjusted the positions of the pads including a lap pad that swung down to hold the user in the seat. It was ideal for covering up any unintentional swelling.
'Wow' what a session this was turning out to be, Gordon was enjoying the sight of Fiona working out, he wished they could keep the teasing going for a few hours until they were both hot for each other then find release somewhere hot and steamy.
'Arrg' stop it he chuckled to himself as his cock rubbed through the material against the pad, the motion of his legs only accentuating the sensation.
This time, Gordon did not have a direct view of Fiona working out, but could catch sight of her in the mirror as she sat in the machine bending forward. He could make out the muscles of her stomach flexing and tightening on her bare midriff, the tops of her thighs under her shorts taught as she used them to hold herself in position.
The image of her legs locked around him as he practiced squatting naked, his large hands holding her tight waist as he thrust upwards......
He pushed himself to get his set finished, an idea had come to him to see if the teasing would move beyond double entendres.
Fiona saw Gordon pick up the tempo of his exercise, his legs pushing hard against the weight, the occasional 'clink' as the stack of weights met the limits on the machine.
He was looking straight into her reflection in the mirror obviously taking in the view, his deep blue eyes holding an almost lustful look.
"Hmmm I wonder what he's thinking about" she mused, her nipples hardened slightly at the thought of him admiring her body and what he might want to do with it.
Unlocking the pads, Gordon gave the machine a wipe down.
He then moved across to where Fiona was just finishing off her set his towel held tactfully in front of him.
"Did you feel the burn?" he asked as she stood up flicking her ponytail to one side.
"A bit, it's been a while since I've pushed that hard"
"You should try some 'Goodmornings' to strengthen your back as well as your front"
"Oh you mean these" Fiona placed her feet a little way apart and bent over at the middle.
Gordon smiled to himself "Yes those are the ones" he moved behind her "try another one but push your bum backwards a bit when you do it."
As she prepared to do another he placed his hands on her naked sides under the premises of guiding her, feeling a slight jump of surprise at his touch.
'Wow' what a session this was turning out to be, Gordon was enjoying the sight of Fiona working out, he wished they could keep the teasing going for a few hours until they were both hot for each other then find release somewhere hot and steamy.
'Arrg' stop it he chuckled to himself as his cock rubbed through the material against the pad, the motion of his legs only accentuating the sensation.
This time, Gordon did not have a direct view of Fiona working out, but could catch sight of her in the mirror as she sat in the machine bending forward. He could make out the muscles of her stomach flexing and tightening on her bare midriff, the tops of her thighs under her shorts taught as she used them to hold herself in position.
The image of her legs locked around him as he practiced squatting naked, his large hands holding her tight waist as he thrust upwards......
He pushed himself to get his set finished, an idea had come to him to see if the teasing would move beyond double entendres.
Fiona saw Gordon pick up the tempo of his exercise, his legs pushing hard against the weight, the occasional 'clink' as the stack of weights met the limits on the machine.
He was looking straight into her reflection in the mirror obviously taking in the view, his deep blue eyes holding an almost lustful look.
"Hmmm I wonder what he's thinking about" she mused, her nipples hardened slightly at the thought of him admiring her body and what he might want to do with it.
Unlocking the pads, Gordon gave the machine a wipe down.
He then moved across to where Fiona was just finishing off her set his towel held tactfully in front of him.
"Did you feel the burn?" he asked as she stood up flicking her ponytail to one side.
"A bit, it's been a while since I've pushed that hard"
"You should try some 'Goodmornings' to strengthen your back as well as your front"
"Oh you mean these" Fiona placed her feet a little way apart and bent over at the middle.
Gordon smiled to himself "Yes those are the ones" he moved behind her "try another one but push your bum backwards a bit when you do it."
As she prepared to do another he placed his hands on her naked sides under the premises of guiding her, feeling a slight jump of surprise at his touch.
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Fiona felt a shock of surprise jolt through her at the warm touch of his hands on her body. Tightening her core instinctively, she bent forward again at the waist, pushing her bum back and against his loins. Gordon did not move back, but stood bold and firm, snugly pressing into her ass. She held the position as she silently counted to 5, then slowly rose to her standing position. A bit self-conscious, she glanced around the training room; several other people were working out, but none appeared to have noticed the sensual move she and Gordon had just performed. “Okay then”, she thought, and meeting Gordon’s amazing blue eyes in the mirror, she flashed him a flirtatious grin.
“9 more reps, okay?” He smiled and nodded slowly…making no move to release his gentle hold on her body. Fiona repeated the “Good Mornings” for a total of 10 reps; with each time, she pressed her bum slightly farther back into his groin, and beginning with the 6th, she added a slight side to side sway of her ass against him for the rest of her reps, delighting in his hardness as she moved against him. When she had finished, and turned to face him, Fiona’s eyes widened at the intensity of his stare.
“You added…some movement,” Gordon said in a low voice, a small smile hovering on his lips.
“Mmm, yes, I knew the extra side to side would stretch out my hamstrings and glutes a bit more,” she responded playfully. “And, I could definitely feel…the burn.” Her gaze swept down his body and lingered on the impressive swelling of his cock, clearly outlined through his tight shorts. Her own arousal was obvious to him, in the taut nipples thrusting pertly toward him through the thin lycra, and suddenly all he wanted in the world was to remove her top and free those round breasts, playing with the warm mounds and bending down to grasp one of those nipples into his eager mouth, while her hands reached down to stroke his engorged cock…
“I may be done with my workout for this morning. How about you?” Gordon asked.
“9 more reps, okay?” He smiled and nodded slowly…making no move to release his gentle hold on her body. Fiona repeated the “Good Mornings” for a total of 10 reps; with each time, she pressed her bum slightly farther back into his groin, and beginning with the 6th, she added a slight side to side sway of her ass against him for the rest of her reps, delighting in his hardness as she moved against him. When she had finished, and turned to face him, Fiona’s eyes widened at the intensity of his stare.
“You added…some movement,” Gordon said in a low voice, a small smile hovering on his lips.
“Mmm, yes, I knew the extra side to side would stretch out my hamstrings and glutes a bit more,” she responded playfully. “And, I could definitely feel…the burn.” Her gaze swept down his body and lingered on the impressive swelling of his cock, clearly outlined through his tight shorts. Her own arousal was obvious to him, in the taut nipples thrusting pertly toward him through the thin lycra, and suddenly all he wanted in the world was to remove her top and free those round breasts, playing with the warm mounds and bending down to grasp one of those nipples into his eager mouth, while her hands reached down to stroke his engorged cock…
“I may be done with my workout for this morning. How about you?” Gordon asked.
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Gordon had enjoyed the sensation of Fiona's tight buttocks encased in lycra sliding along the length of his cock and would have quite happily let the teasing carry on a lot longer.
However he was sure their membership of the gym would be quickly removed if things got anymore heated and with more member appearing for their morning workouts, the situation would soon get noticed.
“I may be done with my workout for this morning. How about you?”
An idea came to Gordon, "I'm actually feeling quite energised from this mornings session" he smiled a crooked smile to add to the double entendre "how would you feel about a lunchtime run? It looks as though it will turn out nice and warm, perfect for a jog around Arthur's Seat on some of the quieter paths" he winked.
An image of Fiona lying in the long grass on the side of Arthur's Seat, her chest heaving after the exertion of sprinting up the hill crossed his mind.
He could see his hands sliding up her torso eased on their way by the sweat, he could imagine the feeling over her heart thumping in her chest as she looked up at him, watching the reaction as she lifted her hips to rub against his crotch. His hands lifting the tight sports bra to release her beautifully round breasts, their nipples hard and pointing straight at him, choosing one.......
"Yeah that sounds like a plan" her answer bringing him back to reality as he realised he was staring into her eyes.
He laughed, "Sorry just caught up in a thought there" he grinned "let's swap numbers and we can arrange to meet once we know what our schedules are like."
However he was sure their membership of the gym would be quickly removed if things got anymore heated and with more member appearing for their morning workouts, the situation would soon get noticed.
“I may be done with my workout for this morning. How about you?”
An idea came to Gordon, "I'm actually feeling quite energised from this mornings session" he smiled a crooked smile to add to the double entendre "how would you feel about a lunchtime run? It looks as though it will turn out nice and warm, perfect for a jog around Arthur's Seat on some of the quieter paths" he winked.
An image of Fiona lying in the long grass on the side of Arthur's Seat, her chest heaving after the exertion of sprinting up the hill crossed his mind.
He could see his hands sliding up her torso eased on their way by the sweat, he could imagine the feeling over her heart thumping in her chest as she looked up at him, watching the reaction as she lifted her hips to rub against his crotch. His hands lifting the tight sports bra to release her beautifully round breasts, their nipples hard and pointing straight at him, choosing one.......
"Yeah that sounds like a plan" her answer bringing him back to reality as he realised he was staring into her eyes.
He laughed, "Sorry just caught up in a thought there" he grinned "let's swap numbers and we can arrange to meet once we know what our schedules are like."
