Trainer with Benefits (closed)

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Lance cursed under his breath

"No.....that's fine.....I understand......ok, bye" and then he hung up the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket. Another night of being turned down by his girlfriend. They had been dating for 6 months now and he was sex starved. Hell all he had gotten was a jandjob at this point. He just didn't get it, luckily he had gotten a txt from hank, the other night shift guy at the gym asking if he could cover tonight, now he was free

He responded to hanks text, went home for a quick bite before changing and heading in.

He wore the snug blue collared work shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. The ensemble made his 6'2 frame look quite impressive. He spent his days doing construction and his evenings in the gym. The result was a well timed well swollen frame. Nothing lie professional weight lifters but he had the cut and bulk that all guys wished for, and tonight he was gonna get his work out in. Then he got a txt from Amber, his girlfriend best friend. She had been asking about a little help in the gym lately. And since he was here tonight maybe they could get started

He responded to her text, letting her know he had no plans and he was closing, so they could work out as late as they wanted.

He smiled, his bright blue eyes lighting up. He ran his hand through his short dark hair as he pictures the short curvy dram of Amber. She had the kind of body the girls in here wishes for. The kind of body he wishes Stacey had. But hey, just cuz they were friends didn't mean he couldn't look. Besides he wasn't married or anything right?

Those thoughts filled the evening as the time passed and he kept waiting to see Amber walk in through the door.
 
Amber limped in to the gym in black capri length jogging pants and a hot pink bralette. Interning at Brooks and Levenstein was like bad sex. She was being ridden hard and then ignored. Today, she'd twisted her ankle in those stupid heels that the uniform policy outlined female employees to wear.

Sighing and throwing her bag down by the weights machine she was eyeing off, Amber tied her long chestnut brown hair into a ponytail. The action caused her firm D-cup breasts to push up. Checking herself in the mirrors, she admired her form. Stomach needs a little toning, she thought. But my butt is amazing. Thank goodness for squats.

Black Nikes did little to add height to her 5'2" frame but she shrugged it off, hazel eyes twinkling mischievously. Plugging in headphones and pumping something bass-heavy, Amber took a seat on a padded bench and started using some dumbbells.

Where was Lance? She needed some friendly company after being ignored by the jerks at the law firm. How would she ever succeed as a lawyer when she couldn't stand being bossed around?
 
Lance saw her, and he smiled.

She wore a pair of snug pants and a pink top that showed off her delicious chest. He smiled as she settles back into the new home, the tops of her tots swelling against the strain do the top, then she began to flex as she worked out

"Hey there Amber, how are you" he asked as he stepped up. He must have missed her come in, high was a shame because he loves to check out her ass

"What are we working on today?" He asked as he tries desperately to pull his eyes from her chest. But damn he missed a pair of tits. Stacey was an A cup, they were pretty. But he missed the soft feel of a hefty pair. The fact that Amber was so small only made them appear even larger too.
 
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Amber dropped her weights. A loud clang sounded as they hit the cement one after another. Jumping up, she enveloped Lance in a hug before pecking him on the cheek. A soft, warm kiss as the scent of expensive perfume surrounded them. Leaving a slight pink mark on his left cheek, Amber sat, stretching her arms.

"How's Stace? We're doing dinner tomorrow night. Sushi and wine. With lots of gossip."

Standing again, this time with her back to Lance, Amber stretched tall before leaning forward. Going to touch her toes, she wrapped her fingers around her shins and let out a soft moan as the muscles stretched.

"Question for you. Why does the masseuse go home at 5? I'm so tight right now."
 
He was overwhelmed, and glad, that she popped up and hugged him. That way she couldn't have noticed him staring at her chest. Then there was the feel of her

He wrapped his arms around her n a natural response, she seems to fit perfectly into him as his thick arms wrapped around her, and her soft curvy body crushed into his hard angular torso.

Then she slipped free and he chuckled aboutStacey

"She's been busy. So not much there for me. Not sure what you could possibly gossip about. But before he went into more detail she smiled and began to stretch

Oh shit, he thought to himself as she turned. Her round ass jutting straight at him. He wanted to reach out and grab to and slap it and bite it and lick it and fuck it and....

Then his eyes slid down her thighs, where he could see her breasts, caught between her chest and her legs, billow out around them

"I guess they get a regular schedule for people with regular schedules"
He said with a smile

"Where are you right? Maybe I could work a Knot or two out for you" he said as he stepped closer. He reached out and put a big hand on her back, pushing her down just a little bit more

"Let me help" he Dias as he reached down with his other hand and pressed his knuckles into her the back of her thigh. He slowly ran them up and down, feeling her tight hamstring. He also couldn't help but eye the sweet curve of her ass

He needed to get off before he started thinking with the wrong head,

"You been working out somewhere else, because you are might tight" he said as he looked down at her ass, wondering just what it would feel like in his hand.
 
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Letting out a soft moan, Amber gripped her legs tighter. She loved when Lance touched her, tonight was no exception. How Stacey managed to bag him with her cockteasing ways, she had no idea. She'd seen Lance first, but of course, her friend pulled the 'I saw him first' card. Bullshit.

His touch on her thighs made her sharply inhale as he kneaded the tightness of her knots. More than anything, she'd visited the gym hoping he'd be here. She craved his touch in any way. And now, here she was. Butt in the air, hands on her ankles as he touched her. She hoped he couldn't smell her arousal... Shifting slightly, she spoke.

"Would it be easier if I was lying on my stomach? It feels like both my hammies are wrecked. Those stupid shoes that Josh has us wear is messing up my body!"

Craving his touch on her ass - anywhere, she thought, she pretended to topple backwards. Her hands reached back and she steadied herself on Lance's thighs as her butt made contact with his short covered crotch. Blushing deeply, she spoke quietly, with a hint of shyness in her voice.

"Oops. I guess I wasn't expecting you to work me that hard!"

Not moving at all, she stood there, enjoying the warmth of his body against hers. Eyes closing, Amber felt a smile toying on her lips.
 
He chuckled as she stumbled back into him. Her rump felt delicious in him, and he couldn't deny how horny he was. It had been soooo long.

"Yeah I can work you a bit. But heat really helps too. If you went into the sauna I could help you with that. The gym closes in a few minutes anyway. Plus it's empty. " he told her a she, regretfully pushed her off of him, the feel and smell I her was getting to him.

"Go hop in the sauna to warm up and il lock up. I'll meet you in there" he told her as he regretfully removed himself from her plump rear.
 
Sauna? How tempting! Realising she had nothing sauna appropriate, Amber straightened up and grabbed her bag. Not needing a locker, she sauntered towards the wet areas of the gym. Making her way into the changerooms, she placed her bag on the counter near the sinks and slowly undressed.

Admiring her body in the full length mirror's reflection, she folded her clothes and placed them on top of her bag. Naked and barefoot, Amber grabbed a towel from the shelves and wrapped it around herself. The front never closes on these tiny white towels, she mused as she tried her best to hold it together.

Pulling her hair out of the ponytail, it fell loosely around her shoulders and she smiled and pouted at her reflection before making her way to the sauna.

Opening the door, she was met with a blast of hot air that filled her lungs and made her gasp. Biting the bullet, Amber walked in and sat down, legs stretched out in front of her. Her hair was starting to frizz and she felt like she'd melt as she waited for Lance to join her.
 
Lance felt his body finally calm down. That contact with amber had gotten his loins stirring. If he had been a second slower she would have felt his hard on between those plump ass cheeks of hers

He was congratulating himself as he walked to the side door and locked it. But by the time he got to the front doors and locked those, dimming the lights in the front he realized what he had done

Amber, gorgeous sexy Amber, was in the sauna waiting for a rundown from him

God he hoped she had brought something sauna appropriate, because if he found out she was oh wearing a towel, well there was no way his cock would behave then.

He swallowed as he walked through the locker room. He paused trying to decide what to do. But heck they were both adults and all. He peeled his shirt off, but left his shorts on. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. That would help to hide any bulges

Then he cut out of the room and stepped
Into the sauna. He swallows hard

Amazed sat there, the tiny towel wrapped around her. Her full breasts practically exploding out of the top as she tried to cover her body. The towel parted on the side and revealed one slender toned leg

"Alright" he said, pausing to clear his throat. Then he slipped to the level above her, coming around behind her

He started to run her shoulders, smiling down as his hands worked the tense flesh

"So tell me what's so sore and what i need to work the knots out of while on get started up here" really he was hiding from her. The sight of her like this had been sultry enough to make his blood boil. Add the sweat
And the heat and he wa barely in control. He just hoped there was something under the towel. But there were no shoulder straps. He doubted she had a tube top. It was just that bit of towel between him and her full round chest. He suddenly found himself hoping her grip would loosen. And his cock responded like wise. Fuck he was soooo screwed
 
"Oh god, Lance. That feels so good. But if you could work the knots out of my lower back?"

Dragging her towel around, Amber made sure her chest was covered. Her pale back was exposed to her friend's boyfriend. A hint of curvy derrière on the wooden bench. She hoped he could see what she was offering. Proud of her body, she had no qualms in showing it off right now.

Leaning back, and relaxing, her head rested on Lance's towel. She wondered if he was as turned on as she was? Relaxing in the heated room, she felt his hands on her skin and she sighed. The sigh turned into a yawn and she loosened her tight grip on her white towel.

Looking up into Lance's eyes, Amber sighed wistfully. "God, you have the nicest eyes. Sometimes I dream that when I wake up, those baby blues are the first things I see. You should have picked me over Stacey."

Blushing red, Amber sat up, dropping her towel as her heartbeat raced and her fingers trembled slowly. Turning to face Lance, she sighed again as she stood to leave.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I should go. I might see you tomorrow night?"
 
His body throbbed at the sound of her voice. Rich and luxurious. Her skin was silk in his hands as he worked the tones muscles of her body.

He swallowed hard as she shifted the towel around, letting his eyes drift down to see her pert round ass. He swallows hard as his never throbbed in its prison

As she leaned back into him, he felt his entire body pulse with every beat of his heart. He hadn't been his nervous since he was a kid! Her eyes locked on his, and her words hammered into his soul. Each syllable was a crack of thunder and every languid movent of her lips was a lightning bolt

Then, realizing what she said, he could see
The raw...vulnerability in her eyes.

Suddenly she slipped from his grip. The towel falling to the floor to expose her body. Her full naked frame retreated from him. Full round glorious breasts jiggled with every motion. Curvaceous hips taunted and the low lighting hinted the ambrosia between her thighs

Then she was gone, the promise of tomorrow ringing in ha ears

He rose up to peruse, but his cock was harder than stone, the massive tent
Pitched in his shorts prevented him from perusing her

"Wait" he called out
 
Hearing him call out, she stopped in her tracks. He wanted to talk to her? Amber worried that he was going to say something about Stacey. She was so embarrassed right now! Grabbing a towel she wrapped it around her body again and waited for Lance to come find her.

She heard footsteps; bare feet on tiles and she pounced. Her short frame had nothing on his body but before they knew it, Amber had pinned Lance against the cold glass of the pool doors.

Arms on his chest and hands behind his neck, Amber felt her towel drop as she leaned up, standing on her toes. She pressed her soft lips against Lance's and kissed him with a ferocity she'd never felt before. Her full breasts pressed into his chest as her tongue danced on his; the slight taste of mint still in her mouth.

Eyes closing unconsciously, she waited for Lance to push her away but decided to prolong the experience and ripped his towel down, letting it gather on the ground at their feet.

"If I'm naked, you should be, too," Amber purred as she felt his cotton clad erection press into her stomach.
 
He had opened the doors to the woman's room and sudden found himself pinned to the doors. Her slight frame was somehow unstoppable. Her firm hands pressed against the thick muscles of his chest.

Then she was in him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her towel falling to the floor. Her hot hungry mouth. Her full bate breasts!! Soft hot skin met and he groaned. His lips frozen for a moment. Then he fake ther hands at his waist

"No.... Wait" he said, but his towel was gone and the thin material of his boxers still separated them. Before he knew of his lips were on hers. Kissing her as we soft body pressed against gim ached for more. Aches for something. Aches for her.

His hands went to her back and pulled her close. Then he let his lips release hers

"Well I'm not totally naked" he said with a grin, as he let his playful eyes wander over the full swell of cleavage that billowed between them

"Go on. It's only fair" he said with a smile. His girlfriend forgotten for the moment as his body throbbed with need
 
Ripping his boxers down in one move, Amber then jumped into Lance's arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and now leaned down to kiss him. Hands gripping his shoulders tight, she bit his lower lip, pulling gently as her eyes flashed mischievously. All thoughts of her friend were gone from her mind and she enjoyed the moment.

Hair now in loose waves as it was naturally, Amber leaned her head to the right and her hair cascaded over Lance's neck and shoulder. She was so turned on right now that his touch was just making her crazy. She bucked her hips into him, her waxed sex sliding against his rock hard abs. Occasionally she felt an intrusion between her lips but ignored it, wanting to tease her lover.

And tease she did. Swaying her hips and clenching her legs around him, Amber took no prisoners tonight. But she wouldn't have sex with him right here and now. No. She wanted this to carry on as long as she could.

At that moment, so inopportune, her phone began to ring. Something cheery sounding. That was Stacey's ringtone! Giving Lance one last soft, tender kiss on the lips, she jumped down from his arms and searched through her bag for her phone as she began to get dressed in a loose shorts and a faded grey Columbia University shirt.
 
"Oh god" he growled a she tugged his shorts down, freeing his long thick cock. Then she jumped on him. Her soft hair falling over his shoulder as her thighs drove him wild. Her full tots were mashed against him and she wriggled and undulated on him

His whole body throbbing.

Then she was off him. She tugged a pair of shorts on, hiding the delightful ass that started this wholes debacle

He glanced down, his cock glistened with precum and he strode after her, bus sufdey she was on the phone talking to his girlfriend, her delightful full tits calling to him, jiggling in swaying in all the delicious ways that big pretty tits did.

Then she had a shirt on and was talking to Stacey. He leaned back agaiNt the wall, his tall thick body throbbing with need. His muscles swollen, the hard planes of his physique were so tense, mirroring the undated member that stood like steel between His thighs as he watched Amber on the phone, torn between decency and need. Hard, hot, heavy, throbbing need.
 
Amber decided to change her dinner plans the next night, she decided. The previous night at the gym had been on her mind all day at work. She'd made careless mistakes. Lance and his sexy body was in her head.

Amber texted Stacey, telling her to meet her at the gym before dinner. A pre-workout prior to all the raw fish and wine. Stacey had a different idea and decided to try and matchmake poor Amber. Her response? "I'm bringing you a new workout outfit. See u at 6."

Waiting out the front of the gym, Amber saw Stacey pull up and throw a Victoria's Secret bag at her. Catching it in both hands, Amber looked in and cocked her eyebrow. A skimpy grey and white sports bra and a tiny pair of black running shorts. It would look skanky on her, and they both knew it.

"What are you waiting for?" Stacey asked as she ushered her short friend into the front door. She knew Lance wasn't working tonight but would be working out. They made their way to the changerooms and Amber called out from behind a divider.

"Stacey, sweetie. I look stupid. There's like nothing to this outfit!" She'd had to forgo underwear, the shorts were that tight. Even the front zipper on the bra was straining to contain the girls. Back in her favourite black Nikes, Amber walked out, hiding her stomach and frowning. "I can't wear this tonight."

"Of course you can! Come on, let's go use the treadmills near the weight area. We're going to find you a date tonight!" Armed with their water bottles, Stacey lead the way to the machines and hopped on, walking casually, not wanting to break a sweat. She waved at her boyfriend and blew him a kiss. When Amber joined her, she pushed her gently as the brunette started to jog. "See, there are guys watching. Which one do you like most?"

But Amber's eyes had swung to the counter and was looking at Lance. Yearning for him. While working out next to his girlfriend of 6 months. Wine time couldn't come soon enough, she thought.
 
Lance had just walked in. He was chatting with the guy behind the counter when he saw them

Stacey and Amber were getting in the treadmill

Stacey liked cute in her tight running shorts and a snug shirt, neither of which was filled out near as well as what Amber was wearing

The white sports bra was stretched tight over her voluptuous chest and her shorts barely went to her thighs. They basically wrapped around her hips, and hugged her round little arse.

He swallows hard as he recalled the feel of her body pressed against his, and the feel of her lips on his good thing Stacey was here. If she wasn't he might end up trying to get her in the sauna. Or worse, just take her in the locker room, pick up where they left off

He walked over to the two girls, knowing he was spotted. But with his girlfriend there he has to keep his eyes from fixing on the twin melons bouncing on her petite frame

"Hello ladies. I see we are getting our workout on. You know I have an inside line to a very handsome and popular trainer" he said and as he spoke he flexed his biceps. The sleeveless tank he wore was snug to his frame showing off his physique

"Can I help you with anything?"
 
Amber laughed and looked away for a moment. “Oh yeah? Who’s this trainer you speak of? Is he single?”



Blushing as she recalled the previous night, Amber sped the machine up and started a sprint. The flimsy material of her shorts rode up between her legs and made it look like she was wearing black granny panties. The sports bra did nothing to hold her chest flat and she bounced. Ignoring the amorous couple, she managed to log a few kilometres on her run before being brought back to earth.



“Amber? Amber!” Stacey reached over and pulled the emergency stop and sent Amber jolting forward. Stacey was gesturing at her friend as Amber caught her breath.



“What’s wrong? Was I breathing too loudly again?” Amber asked, concerned. Stacey shook her head as she jumped off the machine. Leaning up to kiss Lance on the cheek she looked worried. “My nephew is in the hospital. My sister needs me. I have to go. Now. Raincheck on tonight, babe. I’ll call you tomorrow.” And with that, Stacey was gone in a whirlwind of blonde hair.



Amber wiped her face and took a swig of water. Fuck. She hoped everything was okay with Stacey’s family. But here she was with her man-crush. A chiselled Adonis standing in front of her looking worried? She wanted to jump him right here and now, but she was glad the gym was still full. Realising there was no girl’s night out tonight, her face was crestfallen.



“I guess I should just go home. Crap. I don’t have a lift home… Um, Lance, I normally wouldn’t do this but could you call a cab for me? I don’t really want to walk home after dark in this ensemble…”
 
He had been chatting with stacey and only occasionally glancing over at Amber. It had been very difficult not too

Her tiny shorts had quickly ridden up her thighs, showing off their slender toned deliciousness. The snug sports bra struggled to hold her hefty breasts in check, her tremendous orbs bouncing. All he could do was think about their smooth full rounded shape, and the light brown nipples creating those peaks.

Seeing her naked yesterday had haunted him, was still haunting him

Then Stacey suddenly stopped and after a whirl of drama, Stacey was gone.

Amber had come to a crashing gaily and she looked at him as she dismounted the treadmill.

"Yeah I can give you a ride" he said his eyes sliding over her sweat damped body. "Your legs are probably gonna get tight again if you don't do something to cool them down" he old her as he gathered up his stuff

"Come on, let's get out of here. I can show you a few stretches at your place. I'm afraid that with those shorts some of the stretches would draw
A few stares" he told her with a smile, and as he said it, he had let his eyes drift down from her face, to her bust, and the lower, leaning slightly so he could see the way her ass filled out the shorts.

"Of course just standing there your drawing plenty of stares" he said with a chuckle, then led the way to his car.
 
She'd accepted lifts from him before, so why did this time feel so different, Amber wondered. She strutted to collect her gear and then came out to find Lance waiting for her. They walked side by side in silence to his car and when he unlocked it, she jumped into the passenger seat.

As she waited for Lance, she attempted to pull her shorts out of her crotch and ass but to no luck. She didn't want to get caught digging her fingers up inside her. Too late. He'd caught her.

Grinning as Lance drove, Amber stuck her fingers under his nose and laughed. "Do you like what you smell, sweetie?" Wiping her fingers down his lips and chin, she clasped her hands in her lap momentarily as they drove to her apartment.

Noticing they weren't far, only a block away from her place, Amber unbuckled her seatbelt and face her friend. She unzipped her sports bra about halfway down. Her breasts were a creamy white under the material and threatened to spill out. Smiling devilishly, eyes full of lust, she yanked down the zipper as slowly as she could before it hit the clasp.

The car came to a complete stop as she sat there, cross-legged, topless, wearing her bra like a halter. Looking out on the empty street, Amber whined playfully. "Lancey, people are going to see me. Hey, did you want to park and then come up for dinner or coffee? It's the least I could do for you..."
 
He chuckled at her, seeing her wrestle with her shorts.

But the sent if her that she rubbed in his face was very very alluring. He licked his lips but only smiled in response. The head we heard the sound of the zipper and he looked over to see her slowly unzipping it. Her tots seemed to try and burst free a massive line of cleavage spilling out as the zipper went lower and lower

He stared openly. Just barely coming to a stop at the stop sign a block from her place. When he glanced back over, her bra was almost completely open. Just stuck at the clasp

He kicked his lips at her question. He ached to see her again

"Yeah sure that sounds great" he told her. Then parked the car as quick as possible. The two hurriedly rushing inside. Once they were headed inside he Told her

"The least you can do is let me finish that massage I started yesterday. I gotta loosen your tight body up" he said with a wink just before they went inside.
 
Playfully punching his shoulder, Amber went to the bathroom and grabbed her bottle of baby oil. Giving her hair a quick brush and applying a thin coat of lip balm, she pulled a charcoal grey towel off the rail as she made her way back to the lounge slash bedroom.

Throwing the bottle to Lance, Amber laid her towel out down nice and flat on the hardwood floor. Dropping her shorts and bra to the ground in a pile, she stood with her naked back to Lance.

Looking over her shoulder, she smiled and bit her lip. Getting down comfortably on the fluffy towel, she lay on her stomach, not allowing anything to be on show except for her rounded butt.

Folding her hands over each other, she rested her head on top of them and waited patiently for his strong to rub and knead her tender, sore muscles. Turning her head to the right, she noticed a sliver of moonlight peeking in the partially parted curtains. I should get up to close them, she thought, but really, who's going to be watching me at this time of night?
 
He chuckled as she ran ahead of him. She popped back and tossed him a bottle, he glanced down and saw it was a massage oil.

He glanced back up just in time to see her shorts drop to the floor. Her round ass looking delicious.

Then she settled down on the towel she had laid out

"Not even gonna get me a drink?" He asked with a smile as he walked closet, seeing the swells of her breasts billowing out from her ribs

"I'm tempted to move you over to the table so I'm not down here on my knees. Do you think you'd fit up there?" He asked as he eyes the small dining table.
 
Laughing, Amber sat up and wrapped her towel around her, causing more of a tease to Lance. Grabbing his hand and standing, she walked to her tiny kitchen and opened the fridge. "What would you like to drink? I have water, beer, and," sniffing at a half full bottle of wine, she screwed up her face and dumped it down the sink. "Vinegar posing as wine."

Grabbing a beer and a water, Amber planted them on her little table before laying her towel down again, this time not shy about her body. Sitting on the towel, cross legged, she scratched her knee and waited for Lance to join her. She couldn't wait to get that oil and his hands on her. Her lips parted slightly and she shivered in anticipation at what was to come.
 
He smiled as she rose, hugging the towel to her chest, but she put her sweet backside into action.

He followed her to the little kitchen and then smiled at her offers. His teeth clenched as he watched her lay her towel out, uncovering her full, deliciously rounded figure.

Then she calmly hopped up on the table, and waited for him. He locked his lips, realizing that he had been staring badly. Then he grabbed a beer from the fridge

He walked over, stopping right in front of her. His eyes openly wandered her body, then he gently took hold of her feet, turned her and laid her down on the table

He laid her on her back, his eyes slid back and forth over her

"So where does it ache the most?" He asked as he grabbed the oil, squirted some in his hands and began to run them together to warm it up.

His cock was throbbing at the sight of this busty beauty, but he didn't care. It was obvious. His cock was swelling in his shorts, and just as she played it cool, so did he.
 
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