She could feel herself becoming wet with desire. She had been watching him workout for the last 5 minutes and wondered how he would feel inside her.
She was away from home on a military deployment and unfortunately there were no clubs to meet her next sexual partner, so a gym would have to do.
Women always get a bad rap if they enjoy sex but she could care less, she enjoyed sex and wasn't going to let the words of others stop her. If a man consented to fucking her who was she to say no just because he was the third or fourth guy this week.
She walked over and asked him to spot her on the bench. Not seeing a ring on his finger she felt better about her desire for him. She might be a horny woman but she wasn't a fan of a taken man, no matter how well hung.
He agreed and as he took his position behind the bar she settled in between his legs, brushing the tip of his soft member ever so slightly as she laid down. She swore he felt him jump and apologized.
"No problem," he said, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it," he nervously chuckled.
Oh good, she thought this is a good sign. "It probably would have felt better if I were turned around then," she cantered, winking, looking up at him from the bench.
He coughed nervously. She decided not to push her luck too quickly, "you ready, I'm gonna go for 8."
He took a half step closer. This weight was easy for her but she planned to struggle around 5 or 6. As she went down on 5 she grunted and moaned, making her sounds more sexual than anything else, he stepped a little closer to assist. She went for 6, moaning and grunting again. She wondered what was going through his head.
He was trying to figure out how he could get between her legs. At this point he figured he might be able to ask her back to his CHU, a container sectioned into rooms, the walls were thin but he figured nothing a little music wouldn't cover. He assisted with reps 7 and 8 and she thanked him.
He stuck around as she continued to work out, sometimes she would ask for help and was sure to brush against his groin. Each time she felt a harder bulge and enjoyed watching him adjust himself.
"Hey, do you know if that door locks from the inside?" She asked, knowing full well it did.
"Uh yea, why," he asked.
"Well I was thinking you could help me with these muscles," she giggled as she rubbed her hand on her crotch.
He coughed again and croaked, "what?"
"Come on," she said, "I know you want to fuck me, I've been touching your penis slyly for the past hour and I'm really wanting you to touch my pussy now that your cock is nice and hard." She glanced down at his groin as she said this and he adjusted himself again feeling his cock jump at the anticipation of her tight wet pussy massaging his swollen dick.
"Are you serious?" He asked.
"Oh my gosh, YES!" She raised her voice, frustrated at the idea that women weren't allowed to come on to men, "if you don't want to that's fine. I'll go touch myself alone in my room and fantasize about what you would have done to this throbbing wet pussy of mine," she said as she moved her hand between her legs and squeezed. He walked to the door and locked it.
"How do you want to do this," he asked.
"I want you to take charge," she said, "tell me how you want to use my tight pussy for your pleasure."
He took his shirt off and told her to do the same. "Do a little dance for me and make sure you touch yourself," he winked.
Music played pretty loud over a speaker so she was able to do this pretty easily. She grinded her still clothed pelvis into his similarly clothed groin and shimmied down towards the floor, twisted and began to shimmy back up. Pausing at the top of his shorts she opened her mouth and bit through them at his swollen cock, lifting her arms as high as she could she dragged her finger tips slowly and softly down his bare chest and abs wrapping her hands around his back and to his butt.