Jamie was almost finished in the gym. Since starting his new job, he had been coming to the company gym nearly every day. He was beginning to notice the benefit of it. His shoulders had broadened, and his tummy had flattened. He smiled at himself as he passed the mirror. It was a small gym, but it had free weights and a few machines. Usually, no more than eight people were in at one time, but this morning it was just him and a woman. He recognised the woman; she was always here when he was. Jamie couldn't help but notice her.
She was strong and obviously very fit. Jamie often found himself staring at her as she was working out; impressed, slightly aroused and a little jealous. She had her long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and only ever wore a sports bra with leggings. Jamie's eyes could never decide whether to look at her biceps, muscular ass or beautiful face. So he looked at them all. He was aware his staring was a little creepy, and if he caught himself, he would stop and stare down at the ground, embarrassed - his Mum had taught him better than that. Sometimes he thought he saw her looking at him too. He could feel a power in her stare that excited and scared him.
But today it was just the two of them. She was working out with a kettlebell, and he just couldn't help himself. He glanced at her face, not only was it beautiful but it looked as if it knew lots everyone's secrets. She was a fair bit older than him. Mid-thirties Jamie assumed, way too old for him and probably married. So he just admired her from afar anyway and occasionally thought of her at night. Jamie shook himself off and tried to focused on his workout.
Just as Jamie was almost done; he felt someone standing just a little too close behind him. He felt her brown eyes burning into his back. Jamie spun around to see her standing there. He had never been this close to her. She radiated power. She was taller than he had thought, she had a couple of inches on him, and she was more intimidating close up. Her muscles bulging from the workout. She could have beat him in a fight, easily. Jamie immediately felt like he was in trouble, but then she smiled, "Hi. I don't know you. I'm Sarah. Could you spot me?"
Jamie found himself desperately searching for words. He wasn't sure what had come over him.
"Um, yeah, sure," Jamie managed. He followed obediently behind her and waited as she set up the weights.
"What is your name? Are you new here?" Sarah asked, trying to get the silent boy to speak.
"Oh, yes, sorry. Jamie. I started a few weeks ago."
"Oh, great always so nice to see a new face. Graduate scheme, I suppose."
Jamie nodded and blushed at his inability to speak. She gave him a knowing smile.
She started her sets, and he watched. He could feel his heart rate rising and felt a little guilty. When She stopped, she looked at him and said, "Should I spot you?"
"Oh, sure, why not."
"Sure, what do you bench?"
"70kg." Sarah took off 30kg, and Jamie felt a little sting of being inadequate. He started lifting, on his last set, once he got to 10, Sarah began to encourage him to do five more. Feeling the need to please and impress her, Jamie pushed on.
"Fifteen!" He exclaimed, feeling pretty pleased with himself.
Sarah reached down and ruffled his hair. "Good boy, I knew you could do it." Jamie felt a strange stirring in him, as well as a familiar one. He flushed red as he felt his dick started to get a little hard. Jamie jumped up, flustered and tried to hide it, behind the barbell. He quickly announced that he was done and was going to shower. Just before he turned to go, Sarah put her hand on his shoulder. "We should really cool down." Sarah gave him a mischievous and knowing smile and winked at him.
Jamie gulped, "Err... Yes, you are right. We should."
They started to stretch, and soon, Sarah's hands were pushing and pulling Jamie's body. Jamie was getting overwhelmed, and he was sure she had noticed his growing bulge. She was talking to him, asking him how he was finding it working here, which department he was in and so on. Normal conversation and Jamie kept up but blushed as her hands pulled in this way and that way. The stretching felt good, and Jamie like her hands all over him, maybe too much. She accidentally brushed a little too close to his crotch a few time, but she didn't acknowledge it, so neither did he. Sarah then asked him to help her stretch, and he did. She told him where to put his hands, she placed them on her ass a one time, and now Jamie was very hard. He even felt a little wet patch forming. He had to go.
Jamie thank Sarah for helping him stretch. "My pleasure," she purred, "I can help with other things too." She winked. Jamie was sure he knew what she meant, and he went red again. He bit his lip and gave a little awkward wave. Sarah let out a small chuckle and watched him.
As he walked away, she thought to herself, this little set-up was only meant to be a small test, but she already knew that she could have him if she wanted; she did. As soon as she saw him, she had wanted him. He had a boyish and naïve look that she loved in men. His body wasn't so bad, and if he kept coming to the gym like this, it would look great in a few months. She was horny and wet from her little game this morning, and so she followed him to the changing room. Today was going to a good day, she thought.
It was only 8.15 am, and Jamie had a full 45 minutes to get to his desk. He got in the changing room shower and pulled the curtain behind him. His dick was rock hard. He said to himself it was just because he hadn't got any in so long. It had been a long time over a year in fact. He started to rub up and down. He started thinking about Sarah telling him that he was a good boy. She had winked at him. Could she possible want him?
Jamie was not bad looking, but he had always been told that women preferred more assertive men, and that wasn't Jamie. As Jamie was slowly masturbating imagining her, he realised that craved her approval and knew he might do anything for her. He wondered if that was a dangerous thought. He didn't get to think on it before he heard the curtain open.
"Occupied" he shouted.
He felt a familiar presence step up into the shower. Before he could turn around, Sarah pushed him against the wall, grabbed his hard cock and whispered in his ear, "I know."
Jamie felt a shiver of excitement as she slowly started stroking his cock. Jamie was in heaven and let out a whimper.
"Do you want me to stop?" Sarah knew he didn't want her too, he had practically invited her here, but she asked anyway.
"NO!" Jamie exclaimed. Jamie was so desperate, and Sarah was clearly enjoying his pathetic whimpering. She grabbed his balls tight. Jamie's delight crash as he felt her grip increase from nice to uncomfortable to painful.
"No, Ma'am." She corrected.
"No, Ma'am," Jamie repeated, shocked into obedience.
She spun him around and grabbed his face, pulling it up, so he had no choice but to look at her.
"What pretty eyes you have." Jamie, who didn't think he could possible blush anymore blushed. He had always thought he had nice eyes. His blond hair was pasted down his red face. He looked flustered and out of control. Just like Sarah had planned, and she had been planning this since she first saw him.
