It was a hot summer afternoon, and the gym was filled with the sounds of grunting and clanging weights. Every treadmill and elliptical was taken, and the weight room was packed with sweaty bodies.
Among them was a tall, muscular man named Derek. His chiseled abs glistened with sweat as he benched an impressive amount of weight. He was focused and determined, but he couldn’t help but notice the petite blonde woman on the mat next to him. She was doing sit-ups, her sports bra and shorts leaving little to the imagination.
Derek couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He watched as she moved, her muscles flexing and contracting. He felt a stirring in his shorts, and he knew he had to talk to her.
He waited until she finished her set and approached her. “Hey, I’m Derek,” he said, extending his hand.
She looked up at him, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’m Sarah,” she said, accepting his hand. “Nice to meet you.”
They made small talk for a few minutes, and Derek could feel the tension between them growing. He knew he had to make a move.
“You know, I’m done here for the day,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Want to grab a drink with me?”
Sarah hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. “Sure, why not?”
They went to a nearby bar and ordered drinks. Derek couldn’t keep his eyes off of Sarah, and he could tell she was feeling the same way.
Before he knew it, they were back at the gym, this time in the empty studio room. Derek pulled Sarah close, his hands on her waist. She looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and full of desire.
Derek leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. Sarah responded eagerly, her hands running through his hair.
They broke apart, both of them breathless. Derek began to undress, his eyes never leaving Sarah’s. She did the same, and soon they were both partially nude.
Derek led Sarah to the mat and laid her down. He trailed kisses down her neck, his hands cupping her breasts. Sarah moaned, her back arching as Derek’s fingers found her nipples.
He moved down her body, his tongue tracing a path to her core. Sarah was already wet, and Derek couldn’t wait to taste her.
He licked and sucked, his fingers teasing her clit. Sarah’s moans grew louder, and soon she was writhing beneath him. Derek could feel her muscles tightening, and he knew she was close.
He slid a finger inside of her, and Sarah cried out as she came. Derek continued to lick and suck, drawing out her orgasm.
When Sarah had finally come down from her high, Derek climbed on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
Derek entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warm, wet pussy. Sarah moaned, her nails digging into Derek’s back.
He began to move, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Sarah met him stroke for stroke, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Derek could feel himself getting close, and he knew Sarah was too. He reached down and rubbed her clit, and Sarah came apart beneath him.
Derek followed soon after, his orgasm ripping through him. He collapsed on top of Sarah, both of them panting and sweaty.
They lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow. Derek knew he had found something special in Sarah, and he couldn’t wait to explore it further.
The end.
