Claire had been watching him every morning at the gym for weeks. She hadn't talked to him and hadn't really stared. It was more like she purposely noticed him. She also noticed the effect he had on her. Every time she saw him walk in she got butterflies, followed quickly by becoming incredibly wet. Luckily she always arrived before him and was sweating everywhere, otherwise it may have been noticeable.
"CLAIRE!" Emily shouted.
"AHHH what?" Claire replied, jumping a mile in the air.
"I said, can you open the gym for me a few days next week. I have to take Ethan to school. Thursday I have a doctor's appointment after."
"Yeah, that's fine. Just leave me the keys."
"I will. Also? Stop staring at that guy! If he hasn't talked to my gorgeous best friend by now he's obviously gay."
"...or married. What's his name, anyway?"
"Larry? Leonard? L something. Ok, I have to get back up front before people start showing up in droves.
Claire waited until Emily had walked away, took one last look at her mystery L man and turned off the treadmill. She took a second to take a drink from her water bottle. She spilled it all over herself, grabbed her towel, and tried to clean up. She glanced up and L was watching her. She caught his eye and he smiled.
Great, she thought, now he just thinks I'm uncoordinated.
Gathering her things, she made her way to the locker room without any major problems. She decided to just head home and shower there. She had to get rid of some of this sexual tension, and the shower was her favorite place.
She walked in her front door, locked it, and started stripping right there. She slowly peeled off her tank top and slipped her large breasts out of the sports bra they had been straining against. Leaning against the front door she massaged her breasts. First just one, then both, slowly working her way up to her nipples. She caressed each breast and slowly traced little circles over her erect nipples. She started making her way toward the master bathroom, kicking off her socks and shoes along the way and slipping off her shorts and panties inside the bathroom. She started the shower, and while she waited for the water to create little clouds of hot steam, she sat on the bathroom counter and spread her legs. She had intended to wait until she was in the shower, but she couldn't resist the urge to reach down with one finger. She ran just the fingertip slowly over the lips of her pussy, very slowly and very gently grazing her clit with her fingernail. She sent sparks of pleasure through her body. Although she could tell the water had warmed up, she stayed there for a minute, ever so gently touching her clit.
She got up to get in the shower. As she stepped in she felt the warm water cascade down her body, running from her head, down her collar bone, over her breasts, kissing her nipples as it headed down her abdomen. The warm stream of water glided down her body in all directions. Down her back, over her ass, and all the way down her legs. After shampooing her hair and applying conditioner, she washed her neck. She washed her boobs, paying special attention to her nipples not because they were dirty, but because it felt amazing. After a few minutes, her hands slid down her soapy stomach. She finally reached for completely dripping wet pussy. She washed herself, the soap washing away the lubricant just as fast as it was dripping from her. She rinsed off and put her hand right back, drawing circles around her clit. Some of her other fingers moved toward her vagina where she easily slipped one in. She moved her finger in and out as she quickly flicked her clit. She leaned back against the wall of the shower. A little moan escaped her lips as the warm water trickled down, adding heat to the already immensely pleasurable act. Her breathing accelerated and her heart rate tripled as she inched her way closer to orgasm. After a few minutes she could feel the build up to the orgasm. She felt her entire body begin to tingle, all originating from her clit, it seemed. She became hyper aware of where the water was running over her body. Wave after wave of tingling and hot water brought her right to the brink of orgasm. She gasped as the orgasm hit, nearly knocking her off her feet. Her legs began to shake and every muscle in her body seemed frozen. She felt like she was unable to move for hours as the orgasm took hold of her body, her moans growing louder and longer until it was over. She was left breathless leaning on the wall of the shower. The hot water still felt good, but not as magical as it had right before she came.
Tuesday morning she got up and sleepily got dressed. She looked out the window at the snow plummeting from the sky to the ground and piling up. She grabbed her own keys and the set from Emily that opened the gym. She got there and opened the door. She began turning on machines. It was not officially time to open yet, so she did a few stretches. She felt as though someone was watching her, but she was sure that wasn't possible. Nobody in their right mind would be out this early in this weather. Her car had slid twice on the way there, and she only lived 5 minutes away. So, she continued to stretch.
