Three mornings out of every week I get up early, around five AM to go to the gym and work out before going to work. One morning a few weeks ago, it was pouring rain when I got up. I threw together the clothes I was going to wear to work, and dashed out to my car, getting the sweat clothes I was wearing drenched. It was only a five minute drive to the gym from my apartment, but it was a very long five minutes that morning. The rain was just hammering down, and it was unbelievably hard to see. Finally though, I got to the gym, and was happy to see the fluorescent lights on, and pouring light out into the parking lot. I was also awfully happy to see a familiar red Jeep parked in the parking lot.
Not many people make it in to the gym that early in the morning, so the gym usually only has one person working. For the past few weeks, it had been Jean, the owner of the Jeep. A gorgeous woman, with long black hair down to her heart-shaped ass, and a body that was just made to be poured into an aerobics outfit, Jean for some reason had yet to give me the time of day, much less respond to any of the numerous passes I'd made at her. It isn't like I'm a slouch in the looks department either. I'm in great shape from working out, and am just under six feet tall. I get my share of women, a lot of them ones that I meet at the gym. So, the cold shoulder that Jean had pointedly kept between us for so long just didn't make a lot of sense.
The parking lot was empty except for Jean's Jeep, which gave me hope. Maybe a morning alone with her was just what I needed to get through her shell. I parked next to her car, and sprinted through the rain to the door to the gym. If possible, the rain seemed to be getting even worse, drenching my already soaked hair and clothes. I reached the door, yanked it open and dashed in out of the downpour. Jean was standing behind the counter looking at some paperwork when I came in, and looked up at the sound of the door opening.
She was as wet as I was, her long dark hair drenched and plastered down her back. The difference though, was that while I was wearing shapeless sweats, she was wearing her usual aerobics outfit of leotard with tights. Even better, the leotard was white. It probably wouldn't be very revealing dry, but as wet as it and she was, her breasts were clearly visible through the fabric. The air-conditioned air in the gym was pretty cold when combined with wet skin and clothes, and Jean's dark nipples were hard and pushing out against the wet fabric of her leotard. For the first time since I'd seen Jean at the gym, she smiled at me, with a relieved smile.
"Hi, I was worried nobody was going to be coming in through this. It's pretty bad out there she said."
As difficult as it was, I dragged my eyes up to her face, though the image of those glorious breasts remained in my mind. "If I'd known how bad it was, I would have stayed in my nice warm and dry bed. I don't think I can work out like this. These clothes weigh a ton, and I'm freezing." I replied.
"Yeah, it is cold in here. I'll turn off the AC, okay? Maybe I can find you something else to wear too. " Jean smiled ruefully, looking down at her chest. She raised her hand to her her right breast and brushed her thumb against her hard nipple, looking up at me as she did. "Yeah, guess maybe I need to change too. Come on in back with me."
Just as she walked out from behind the counter, a tremendous crash sounded outside, there was a bright flash of lightning, and suddenly the fluorescent lights in the gym blinked out. Jean yelped, and I jumped a bit, and all of a sudden Jean was in my arms. I could feel her breasts pushing against my chest, and I put my arms around her. For a moment we just held on to each other, then Jean turned her head to look up at me. Quickly, I leaned down and met her lips with mine. She stiffened at first, but then returned the kiss, with force. It was weird, one minute I was kissing her, but all of a sudden, she was kissing me. It felt almost like kissing a guy might feel. She had her hand behind my head, I could feel how strong her hand and arm must be as she pulled me into her kiss. She drove her tongue into my mouth, and was in total control of our kiss. I was stunned, but was also very turned on by it, and felt my cock start twitching in my wet sweatpants.
Dim light came on suddenly, as an emergency lighting system came on, small floodlights in the corners giving just enough room to barely see. Jean pulled back from me, her hand letting go of the back of my head. I looked down at her, her white leotard seeming to glow in the dark.
Jean stepped away from me, towards the door and locked it, the twisted the handle that closed the blinds. "Can't let anybody in to work out without any electricity, can we?" She then turned and started to walk towards the back of the gym. "Well, are you coming? I'll get you something dry to wear."
I just stared at her for a moment, trying to pull myself together. I'd never felt like that after just a kiss, but then again, I'd never been kissed like that before. I shook my head a little, then started after her. "Yeah, I'm coming."
I walked behind her, staring at her gorgeous ass, the thong of her leotard separating her cheeks. The fabric was wet there as well, and was just as transparent as that over her breasts. She led me through the door into the office, and walked towards a closet in the back of the room. There wasn't as much light in there, so it took me a second to realize that as she was opening the closet, she was also pulling down her top. She continued to pull the wet leotard down as she she reached into the closet and pulled out a couple of outfits on hangers, and a towel. She turned towards me, and I could dimly see her breasts swinging free. She handed me the bundle of fabric and towel, then pulled her leotard and tights the rest of the way off. I stared at her, at the shadowy patch of dark hair between her legs. She dropped the the wet outfit on the floor, then looked at me. "Well, are you going to dry me off or what?"
I quickly dropped the two dry outfits on the desk beside me, then knelt down and started to dry Jean's legs with the towel. She lifted first one leg, then the other, allowing me to wrap her leg in the towel and briskly rub it up and down. I dried her up to her thighs in this manner. Then stood and holding one end of the towel in each hand, I began drying her ass and between her legs. She spread her legs slightly as I brought my towel-covered hand between them, rubbing her pussy, while my other hand caressed the cheeks of her ass. I lingered my hands there a while, then raised them, drying the small of her back and her belly. Of course my hands slowed down again when I reached her tits. I rolled the nipple of first one breast, then the other between my fingers through the fabric of the towel. Once I reached her neck and face, Jean matter-of factly reached out and took the towel from my hands, then briskly dried her hair, while i stood there looking at her naked body.
"Why don't you get out of those wet clothes, and I'll return the favor?" It only took me a second to kick off my sopping sneakers and yank off my wet clothes. Standing there naked before her, my dick starting to stiffen, I watched as Jean turned towards me, looked my body up and down and smiled slightly. She stepped towards me and began drying me just as I had dried her. First one leg, then the other. Like I had done, her hands lingered in certain places, the towel covered hand caressing perhaps longer than was really needed to dry those parts. She wrapped the towel around my cock and jacked me off a little bit, but then brought the towel up and dried the rest of my body.
