They just call me coach. I'm 43, a personal trainer at a local gym. I'm a little older than most of the young guys you find at the gym but not hard on the eyes either, I still chatch the odd girl stairing at my glutes while I'm bending over to pick up some weights.
It's friday night about seven oclock and I'm just heading into the gym to meet a new client. The owner of the gym called me earlier in the day asking me to take this new person on. Apparently she was some rich guys old lady and the guy was given her a hard time about putting on a few extra pounds.
I entered the gym and went up to Cal at the reception desk and asked if my client was here. With a smile on his face, he said ya, that she went to get dressed and that she was to meet me in the arobics room. So I headed of to change wondering what the big grin was about. In the change room I put on my jock and shorts, I dont like wearing underware and I dont like having my dick flap around or hang out the bottom of my shorts. so Ive got in the habbit of using my jock.
As I was putting on my muscle shirt I was pondering the boring night I was going to have, listening to some fat rich old lady complain about how tierd she is and how I'm such an oger to push her so hard.
I left the change room and headed through the weight room noticing all the young things bending and twisting over different types of equipment wishing just once I could get to work with one of them.
As I opened the door to the arobics room there was only one lady in the room......and my chin hit the floor......
It's friday night about seven oclock and I'm just heading into the gym to meet a new client. The owner of the gym called me earlier in the day asking me to take this new person on. Apparently she was some rich guys old lady and the guy was given her a hard time about putting on a few extra pounds.
I entered the gym and went up to Cal at the reception desk and asked if my client was here. With a smile on his face, he said ya, that she went to get dressed and that she was to meet me in the arobics room. So I headed of to change wondering what the big grin was about. In the change room I put on my jock and shorts, I dont like wearing underware and I dont like having my dick flap around or hang out the bottom of my shorts. so Ive got in the habbit of using my jock.
As I was putting on my muscle shirt I was pondering the boring night I was going to have, listening to some fat rich old lady complain about how tierd she is and how I'm such an oger to push her so hard.
I left the change room and headed through the weight room noticing all the young things bending and twisting over different types of equipment wishing just once I could get to work with one of them.
As I opened the door to the arobics room there was only one lady in the room......and my chin hit the floor......