The Sweat Shop

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OOC This is a gym that specializes in meeting the needs of its wealthy clientele. featuring a hot tub, sauna and an olympic sized swimming pool.

There are 12 private rooms in the back that offer a variety of activities ranging from one on one fitness consultation to rest beds and a few massage tables.

A fully equiped weight room and two gyms complete the lavish establishment, but knowing that the needs of the patrons are constantly changing, there is always room for additions.

Currently we offer aerobics class at an undetermined time as of yet.

Looking for trainers, security staff and of course patrons. I am Michele, owner and at the moment secretary, Welcome to my oasis.

Phisical charicteristics
Age 32
Hair Black
Eyes Crystal blue
Chest 36
Cup C
Waist 28
Hips 34
Height 5'7
Orientation bi

IC Standing in the middle of the excersise mats having just finished a half hour work out I pause to look at the time and have a cool drink. Deciding that I have had enough for now, I hit the showers.

Coming out wearing a tight fitted blackbody suit I sit down in the main reception room in the comfortably padded leather chair catching up on long ignored correspondence.
 
Nicholas Campbell

OOC:
5'10" 180lbs lean but strong soccer body, his blonde curly hair just past his shoulders and his blue eyes bright as the sky. He'd just turned 18 and this membership was his present to himself.


IC:
He strode into the shop confidently. His lithe and lean body moving with a fluid grace. Just inside the doors he stopped, smiling at the sight of the woman in the reception area. His frame dead still as he mustered his most manly of voices and said "hello, I'd like to sign up for a year."
 
Michelle

Looking up at the faint buzz of the entry bell, my eyes taking in the trim form before me. walking over and extending my hand.

"Welcome to the sweat shop Mr.... We have a bunch of forms for you to fill out of course but perhaps the best thing you can do for me is to tell me if you have any goals in mind or what you may be looking for"

Releasing his hand walking slowly with an unconcious wiggle over to the desk and bending over to extract some papers from a lower drawer.

My eyes peeking around under my outstretched arm, I have to admonish myself to keep my eyes and thoughts on buisness and not the hunk waiting patiently for me
 
Nicholas Campbell

"Campbell, Nicholas Campbell, but most people call me Nick."

Trying not to stare at her ass as she wiggles over to the desk, or at how her breasts dangle as she leans over. Wondering if she's as hot in bed as she looks.

Smiling as she comes back and I say "Well, I've been playing soccer all my life, and I want to in college too but I think I'm a little scrawny for it. I need to add a little meat to my bones, and probably continue to work on my endurance." Thinking how much fun "endurance" work would be with her as I start to fill out the paperwork. My shorts tenting a bit from the nasty images of her and I on all the equipment that are running through my head.
 
OOC:

Name: Wendy
Age: 25
Hair: Raven Black
Eyes: Black
Cup: C
Waist: 28
Hips: 35
Height: 5'6
Orientation: Bisexual

IC:
Walking into the establishment, taking a look around...

" Hmm... place looks great, and its just around the corner of my appartment... "

Walks over to the reception desk.

" Hello, my name´s Wendy, Id like to sign up as a member of the gym ".
 
Michelle

Walking back to him, carrying a clipboard of papers I discover that I must carry the clipboard right in front of my chest to hide the fact my nipples have stiffened.

Wondering if this man might be willing to indulge in a little extra curricular activities at the same time as working on all the fitness regime he wanted.

Stopping in front of you again, "Well Nick, I am pretty sure we can set you up with something appropriate, when were you looking to start?"

Handing you the clipboard and turning to present a sideways profile as I no longer have a shield. My nipples, instead of calming down are even more pronounced.
 
gord



OOC, Gord is an aerobics instructor, 28, 6'4, 190 pounds of lean muscle. He has been teaching for 5 years, but is currenltly looking for a new job, the old one has gotten stale, need to find a club with younger clientele...

IC

"Wow, this is just what I am looking for" I said to myself as i ripped the ad out of the paper. " A new club, looking for instructors"

I got in my car and headed straight there, walked in the door and was stopped cold. Wow, the woman behind the counter is stunning! I grinned broadly, and went up to introduce myself.

" Hi, my name is Gord, I would like to apply for a job, Miss...?"

"Here is my resume, as you can see, I have been teaching for 5 years"
 
Hearing the door buzz again I walk over to the newest arrival, "Hi and welcome to the Sweat shop glad to see you wish a membership. Can I set you up with the appropriat forms?"

Smiling at her wishing already for a secretary to handle the paperwork and leaving me free to explore more interesting pas times such as the beautiful sceanery I am now surrounded by.
 
Michelle

Feeling slightly overwhelmed now as the next person enters the door but quickly regaining my composure.

"Hi Gord thanks if you will just take a seat and I will get back to you as soon as possible"

Walking back to Nick to see if he needs any assistance. Seeing things are well in hand, telling him, "just bring it up to the desk when you are done and I will see that you are well taken care of" Smiling suggestivly.
 
Michelle

As things seem to settle down a bit, I call Gord over to my desk. Sitting discussing his qualifications and going over his expected responsibilities, I find myself smiling in satisfaction.

Born without the proverbial spoon in my mouth I have had to work for everything I have ever gotten. Looking around my new buisness which is morgatged to the hilt, I feel the first stirrings of real hope that I might finally be getting ahead in life.

I have my first two members, and as I look down at the resume on my desk, I decide that I have a pretty good aerobics instructor as well.

Standing up and offering my hand again< I tell Gord that his first day will begin as soon as possible and while he is not teaching he has full run of the fascillities.

Watching him wander off to familiarize himself with his surroundings I lean back and let go of the bundle of nerves I have been carrying around all day.

Looking up to see If anybody is done filling out their forms yet.
 
Hans

OOC: I am Hans, the masseuse. Golden blonde hair, blue eyes, 6'1", 200#s, big shoulders, strong arms, big hands. From Germany, has a strong accent.

IC: I reported to Michele, then went back to the massage room right next to the sauna waiting for my first customer. I wore a pair of black pants and a tight white T-shirt with Michelle's gym written across the front.
 
Nicholas Re: Michelle


Stopping in front of you again, "Well Nick, I am pretty sure we can set you up with something appropriate, when were you looking to start?"

Handing you the clipboard and turning to present a sideways profile as I no longer have a shield. My nipples, instead of calming down are even more pronounced.

I tried not to stare at the way her nipples protruded against her shirt. But my eyes were lost, then I remembered the question she'd asked. "Um...well, I was hoping to start tomorrow to tell you the truth," then looking down at the stack of papers I need to fill out. "I think I might need some help with some of the stuff regarding what classes to take and what programs to follow tho', think you could help me out?" Again my eyes wandered back to her rock hard nipples. 'Oh please god let her offer to help.'
 
Michelle

Watching Hans walk down the hall, I am further excited at the joy of being a buisness owner.

Having Hans here should bring in a lot of buisness as his hands can work a miracle on sore back muscles and if the rumors were true, he could work magic with his fingers in other ways too-but that was just pure speculation as I had no personal knowlage myself.

Bending my head back to my desk writing in the daily log book as I still wait for those darn people to finish their paper work. Sighing in mild boredom.

Damn maybe Im just not offering the right incentives to enough people. but maybe I should do some advertizing to let the general public know we are out here but unsure as I dont want to wade through applications from people who may not be able to afford all that we have to offer here but think they can cut a deal
 
Michelle

My eyes meeting yours for a long moment, i can see the desire in them, barely masked and it matches my own.

"I'd be glad to help." Flagging down a passing girl, one of the cleaning staff I believe, telling her to answer the phone if it rings and if one of the people needs me to deal with it as I am sure she is a bright girl. Turning back to you offering my best smile. "would you care to take this discussion to one of the cosultation rooms?"

My heart beating faster at the thought of having you alone-who knows what can happen then.
 
Gord

"Damn, that Michelle is hot", I think to myself as I wander around the club. I am very pleased that she hired me right away. Now all I have to do is phone my old boss and tell her to "kiss my a**" - hmmmmm, now that I think of it. I might ask Michelle to do that too, sometime soon....

I wander in and check the aerobics studio, looks like room for 20-30, good, with a very expensive sound system. Now the jacuzzi, oh yes this is very nice. Michelle has sunk some serious coin into this place. Now the weight room, oh yess, this is quality!!

I decide to stay for a workout, and hope some other patrons, or staff, stop in too. I wander into the changeroom and strip down. Then slip into my lycra shorts and cropped T. Nothing like the feel of tight lycra on my cock and balls.

I wander back upstairs and start my routine. As I work out, sweating profusely, my cock starts to harden, as I think of the possible side benefits of working here, from clientele and staff.....
 
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Nicholas

"Yes, that would probably be best wouldn't it? Be away from the crowds, able to talk?" 'Not to mention being able to look right at your tits, and not have everyone see.'

He got up and followed her as she led him to the consultation room. He watched her ass wiggle and sway. And as she opened the door again, he saw those perfect nipples still jutting out. 'Oh god,' he thought apprehensively, 'she's gonna know I want to fuck her, if for no other reason that I've got a giant tent in my shorts.'
 
Michelle

Opening the door to consultation room number one I am deliberatly wiggling my ass feeling Nick's hot eyes on it. I look quickly around the room noting the large desk that dominates the room-there are deffinitly some possibilities there.

Turning around and leaning back slightly I brace my hands on either side of me and take a long look at you, starting at your toes and working my way upto meet your eyes. I notice the bulge in your pants and lick my lips in appreciation.

"Endurance is a very important aspect in anything you start.' My voice drops seductivly seeming to caress your skin.
"We have several programs that we can set you up with one of them easily." "Now why dont you come in and close the door so we can talk about...endurance."
 
Nicholas

Noting the sexual undertones in what she's telling me I close the door behind me. "Umm...well, okay...I play soccer, and it's constant running, but well, I can't go downfield at top speed in the middle of a game to save my life. And lately, I feel totally expended before the game is over and everyone's happy." I tried not to sound too innocent but, at the same time, I didn't want to go too far and find out she was just playing. I eyed the desk and imagined her bent over it being taken from behind by me. Then I saw her sitting on the edge of it, her ass almost hanging off as I fucked her there.

When I realized she was looking right at the throbbing cock in my shorts, I blushed a deep crimson. "Umm..what kind of program do you think might help me most?"
 
Michelle

Watching you blush I lift my eyes to your own again and hesitate for a moment, am I getting the wrong ideas here? Deciding to put it to the test so to speak.

Coming off the edge of the desk I walk up to you running a gentle hand over the muscles I spot on your chest, very tentativly, ready to jump away at the first sign of rejection on your part.

"Hmmm lots of deffinition there," I comment. "you sure dont need more deffinition thats for sure. Perhaps a daily workout that works on stamina as well as speed would be appropriate."

I stop there but don't step away, resting my hand on your stomach. Steppng closer I lick my lips again with just the tip of my tongue. "Is that something you would agree with? Perhaps I could offer some...endurance training of my own, I've been told I'm quite good at it you know."
 
Hans - the masseuse

I checked all the supplies, then set up the two massage tables making sure everything was ready for my first guest. I looked at my watch. I was sure I had someone booked at 10 AM. A new customer as I recall. She seemed a little shy over the phone but I assured her that I was a professional and would ensure her session was completely to her satisfaction. Now what was her name...

OOC: Still waiting for my first customer, whoever you might be... you'll get the massage of a lifetime.
 
Watching you lick your lips then I stammer, "Ummm, could you show me?" Suddenly nervous, and yet hoping she's about to slide her hand down and grab the throbbing cock in my shorts.
"I....would love to work with you, if you've got the time for me." Smiling now and licking my own lips as I look into her eyes. My hand moving from the arm of the chair and slowly tracing it's way up your arm.
 
Michelle

Feeling your hand on my arm makies the tiny hair on the back of my neck stand up. I am finally getting a positive sign! getting bolder now, I run the tips of my fingers over the top of your pants pulling lightly, teasingly. coming up against you I lean forward slightly and brush my lips across yours.

Drawing back slightly looking at you with heavy eyelids. "I deffinitly have time for you-I would make the time." before moving back and meeting your lips fully, sliding my hand down the front of your pants trailing my nails over your cock.

Sucking on your tongue as if it was a minature cock feeling my heart begin to pound inside my chest. FInally releasing you and looking toward the desk invitingly. "Join me?"
 
Nicholas

"oooooh" Moaning just a little as you run your fingers over my cock.
"Yes, yes I'll join you," stepping right up behind you as you approach the desk, my throbbing cock rubbing your ass through our clothes. Quickly fixing that problem for myself as I push down my shorts, my cock bobbing up and down freed from it's confines.

"I hope you're willing to make lots of time, I think I might have to come in every day to make sure I have your technique right."
 
Michelle

Glancing over my shoulder and seeing your cock naked for the first time makes me gasp. I quickly grab the top of my bodysuit and drag it down over my shoulders, then down past my ass.

Leaning forward to plant both hands on the desk and spreading my legs to give you easy access to my pussy, I am almost purring with excitement. "Ohh I can already see your membership here is going to take a lot of one on one work to make sure you are completly satisfied. With your satisfaction in mind I will be doing most of your workouts with you until we turn you over to the capable hands of one of the trainers."

Bending forward at the waist, raising my ass higher up in the air i gasp "Now why dont we get started with our first work out. Dont worry about taking it easy, I want to see everything you've got."

You slide your cock slowly into me and I almost scream "ALL you've got, give it to me! Harder! Faster!"
 
Hans

Where the hell was my first appointment. I liked people to be prompt, on time. I could feel myself getting flustered, my German blood rising. Let me go look at the appointment book, I thought. Maybe something happened. Perhaps I should call... I walked through the gym to the reception desk. The appointment book was missing... this place was so disorganized. Things were not where they should be. I liked everything in its place. Have to see Michelle, tell her she has a problem. What? Who is that in there. What are they doing? My god... he's putting his cock in her... she's begging him to... no, shouldn't watch. My god she is so beautiful. Maybe I'll just watch a little... only until my first appointment arrives.
 
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