I was staring at the bar, 200kg loaded on the barbell sitting on the floor. I just stood there, music blaring though the gym speakers, deep breathing, psyching myself up for my lift. I was going for a personal best. The belt was tight, just how I liked it.
Rocking from foot to foot, I forced out one last lung full of air, mind set, and got into position. I gripped the bar, setting back on my heels, took a deep breath, tightened up my core and pulled. The weight ground up my legs, at the thighs the pressure building in my lungs I let out a yell, face going red, I felt the weight nearly at lock out, I drove my hips forward, on last push. Suddenly, everything became quiet, the weight felt lighter, I had it, a 200kg dead lift and I'd made it my bitch. Standing there I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror, bar bending under the weight. I let go, weight crashing back to the floor.
As I bent forward, releasing the belt I noticed someone standing just off to the side of my view, clapping softly.
"Looked like that was heavy," the voice said.
"Personal record for me," I replied, still not looking up, trying to catch my breath.
"I heard the grunting, thought I'd come down and see what was going on."
I finally turned around, leaning on the entrance was frame was a gorgeous redhead. I ran my gaze up her body,. She looked like your usual cardio bunny, lululemon yoga pants sticking to her long toned legs, up to the nice curve of her ass, tight athletic crop top on, barely holding her D sized boobs in check midriff bare, her long red hair tied back in a pony tail, her skin a pale white, almost porcelain.
"I don't normally run into anyone else this time of night" she continued "And barely anyone who actually trains something other than upper body," she laughed.
"Yeah I noticed that here, the bro's all seem to forget about the part of their body holding everything up."
She pushed herself off the frame where she was leaning, walking over.
"I'm Zoe," she said, offering her hand. She had beautiful green eyes.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Nick. Is it normally this dead hear this time of night?" I asked, checking the clock. It had just passed midnight.
"Yeah," Zoe replied, "It's why I come so late, hardly anyone around and I can actually get a workout in without the guys perving on me all the time."
"Well you can't exactly blame them can you, I'd be distracted as shit with you around while I was trying to work out, if you don't mind me saying," I said, smiling.
Zoe crossed her arms under her boobs, pushing her boobs up even more.
"I don't mind at all, Its nice to have a chat with someone not looking at my tits the whole time," she laughed.
"Oh believe me, it's a struggle right now."
Zoe walked toward the squat rack as I got busy unloading the weights from my barbell. I couldn't help but stare at her ass as she walked pass. It was a perfectly rounded shape, and firm from the looks of it. I felt my cock stirring, it was going to be a hard workout if she was hanging around, not that I was about to complain. Zoe set the bar up to her height and began going through some sets of squats. I sat down on a bench, putting my shoes back on, admiring her ass everything she squatted down.
"Hey, it's not any of my business, but do you want a couple of pointers on your squat? Only that I just I noticed a few things that if you change up will make it a bit more effective for you."
"Umm, yeah, That'd be nice," Zoe said as she racked the bar "Guys have offered, but I've always just figured the wanted to stare at my ass or use it as an excuse to get close to me," she giggled.
"Oh I was staring at your ass don't get me wrong, but I did see a few things," I laughed.
I got up from the bench and headed over to the squat rack.
"Ok, get yourself setup under the bar, but don't lift it yet."
Zoe got into position under the bar, her right leg out in front of her left.
"Ok, first things first, get your legs set like you going to squat from here, don't do that mini split, you'll throw yourself out like that" I said as she repositioned her legs.
"Right, now pick it up and move back into position," I said as I moved back out of her way.
"Ok, now when you squat back, push your ass out like your sitting on a seat, keep your chest up, easiest is to push your boobs out in front of you."
"Like this?" she asked, sticking her tits out and squatting, her ass pushing back, straining the material of her yoga pants, the top outline of her g-string clearly outlined in her pants.
"Much better, but you need to come down deeper, get your legs almost parallel," I said, demonstrating behind her.
"How about this?" Zoe asked, going down to a good depth, my eyes drawn to her shapely ass again.
"Hey, eyes up big guy," Zoe said, giving me a wink in the mirror.
