Just saw a post about gym fun. Oh man! I go regularly to a gym in the area and have such a hard time not keeping a respectful gaze. In the back of my head I’m thinking what you would taste like if I caught you right as you got to your car.

There’s a specific l goddesses at the gym that always intensifies my desire. Our paths have crossed a bit. We’ve played pickleball quite a bit. It’s hard for me to not lust over this one. Her raw natural bubbly persona. It makes me think what if, what if we touch, what if she has the same ideas, what if one day we decide to throw caution to the wind.

What if you park next to me. And we go through the motions as regular. Same desires rushing through me. But this time we leave at the same time. Raw from the workout, raw from any nonnaturalities. Both of us, still with sweaty clothes. What if we get to the car and hesitate to leave. We spark a touch. You motion me to join you in the back seat. I climb in before you and you close the door. We’ve had our eyes lock a few times but we’ve never been this close. In fact we’ve never even broke the physical barrier. But something today, a primal instinct today in both of us.

Lips lock. My hands instantly go to remove your top and the underboob sweat. I’m gropping. An uncontrollable lust. I can feel the beads of sweat on your back still. Your skin is flush. Your clothes are sticking to you. Mouth watering as I desire to slowly peel your panties off as they stick to your mound.

I push you forward over the center console, I’m salivating.

chirp chirp

Ughhh snap back to reality as another passer by walks to their car. Let’s go get this workout in.