I used to see her every time I was at the gym. Her body was built like a goddess and she was so pretty that I felt like a creep every time I glanced her way. Don't get me wrong, I'm straighter than a stripper’s pole, but each time I saw her, I began to question if that pole was as straight as I thought. It didn't help that she was always so nice to me and ready to help me out whenever I needed assistance. I'd go to the gym at the same time each day because I knew she'd be there and I’d get to see her.
One day, I came in late and felt bummed out because it was past her usual time and I knew she wouldn't be there. However, I soon realised that the gods of gym crushes were on my side because when I walked into the locker room, I saw her sitting on one of the benches. She didn't hear me come in because she had her headphones on and her eyes were glued to her phone, but when I got closer, she looked up. Surprisingly, she got up and hugged me, asking if I was okay and if there was a reason I was away from the gym for a week.
After getting over the shock of her hugging me, I explained that I'd been caught up with work and hadn't had time to come to the gym. Relieved by my explanation, she told me she'd been worried when she didn't see me for a week. She also added that she began staying back after the second day to see if I'd show up. I thanked her for her concern and offered to give her my number so she didn't get worried again.
After exchanging numbers, we got to talking and sometime during the conversation, I noticed her hand was on my thigh. I didn't think much about it, but when she began drawing little swirls, I became distracted. Seeing my reaction to what she was doing made her smile and the next thing I knew, she was kissing me. At first, I didn't do anything, but when she nibbled on my lip, I began kissing her back. The kiss went from sweet and innocent, to hot and heated in a matter of seconds, and when we finally pulled apart, she had the biggest grin on her face.
I asked why she'd kissed me and she threw the question back at me, making me blush like an inexperienced virgin. The truth is, curiosity made me kiss her back, but now that I'd tasted her lips, I suddenly wanted more.
The look I gave her seemed to convey the message I was too scared to voice out, so she grabbed my hand and pulled me into one of the shower stalls. After locking the door behind us, she began kissing me again, this time with more tongue and more intensity. While we kissed, one of her hands found its way into my leggings, and when she discovered that I didn't have on any underwear, she smirked into the kiss. She teased my clit before moving her fingers down to my wet pussy. I was so turned on by the kiss that two of her fingers easily slipped inside me. When she began pumping her fingers into me, I let out a little moan, cutting off our kiss, so she began kissing down my neck.
Meanwhile, my body was getting a little bit greedy and without realising it, I was grinding against her fingers. I was so turned on it felt like her slow pace wasn't going to be enough to get me off. She chuckled when my grinding became more intense and before I knew what was happening, she'd taken her fingers out. I was about to protest when she pulled her hand out of my leggings, but the words died in my throat when she put the fingers coated with my juices inside her mouth and licked it. The sight of this woman licking my juices off her fingers had me squeezing my thighs together because it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. When she was finished, she kissed me again, but only long enough for me to taste myself on her before she got down on her knees and pulled down my leggings.
The sudden cool air made my already sensitive clit throb and the next thing I knew, her mouth was on it. She sucked on it like her life depended on it and after a few seconds of torturous pleasure, she moved her mouth to my pussy. She ate me out so good that I didn't want her to stop at all. I pushed her face deeper into my weeping pussy, and ground my hips, selfishly taking every ounce of pleasure she was giving me.
Eventually, I felt the familiar pull in my lower belly and knew I was about to cum. It seemed she also realised this because she moved one of her hands back to my clit and began teasing it. The next moment, she pulled on my clit, the unexpected action causing me to orgasm harder than I'd ever done before.
