The cats come running to the sound, hoping for a spill, as I fill my blender bottle with ice before heading out the door to the 8:45am session at ATF. I transition to water from the fridge and mentally make sure I'm ready to go while the ice cracks and both cats meow at my feet. I'm sporting my black gym shorts and bright orange, sleeveless dry fit top with my ATF strap and pod already in place, tightly around my strong chest. Unlike most days where I return home after class, I'll be heading straight into the office today so I'll shower at the studio and change into my work close there. I grab my packed bag of clothes with toiletry items and head to the garage while wondering what type of workout is in store for me today.
I pull out of the garage and into the bright, sunny weather and smile as I remember that today's class is being led by my favorite coach, Aria. Not only is she stunningly gorgeous and a real treat for my eyes with her fit, strong, sexy body and thick, long, jet-black hair surrounding a beautiful and often mischievous looking face; she's also extremely proficient at her work. She always demonstrates each floor exercise perfectly while giving extra options to those that need an easier alternative, or a harder challenge. I can't ever help myself from undressing her with my mind and letting my naughty imagination run wild as I watch her sexy body work and her muscles flex from the strain while in class. I wonder if she ever catches me longingly staring at her.
As usual, I park in the back and leave my clothes bag in the car as I walk around front to check-in. I pick my favorite station, number 13, so I can be even closer to coach when it's time for her demos. I decide to start with the strider to get really warm and loose before it's my turn on the floor. I keep catching Aria's eye whenever we transition between paces and I'm curious what's on her mind. Of course, I'm always checking out her sexy ass when she skips by my location and I think she knows that I like it. The more she tries to inspire the class, the harder I push myself. The more she looks at me, the more she pulls out of me as I exert myself to the limits of my abilities. This is what a great coach does and I love it!
The warmer I get from exerting myself, the more I imagine forcefully stripping Aria out of her tight black gym leggings and burying my face right in her wet pussy. I feel sweat drip down by back as I finish an all-out minute and I imagine my hands wrapped around her petite waist from behind, right above her sexy hips, as my rock-hard cock pounds into her hot little pussy from behind. I take a long sip of my cold BCAAs and try to shake these thoughts out of my head because I can feel my cock stiffen which would become very obvious should I allow them to continue.
Thankfully, it's time to transition to the floor and I'm eager to get closer to coach. I'm about to get off the strider as she comes closer to hand me a wipe and our eyes meet as her long fingers linger just a moment longer than necessary on mine. I smile as she continues to the floor and I clean my machine while my mind is racing to interpret these seemingly obvious signals. I get to my station, and my favorite part of class, and watch coach Aria show the class how to perfectly execute each exorcise and position for maximum results. I watch each movement intently and pretend to be thinking about the movements when I'm really thinking about grasping her long pony tail tightly as I kiss her full, sexy lips. When she's using the bench, I imagine holding the sides of her head and looking into her sultry eyes as I expertly guide the tip of my stiff cock into her hungry mouth and gasp as her lips seal tightly around my thick shaft before she sucks me to the back of her throat.
I'm in a daze and failed to realize she had finished and the class around me has resumed. Finally, Aria walks right up to me, puts a hand on my shoulder and says in a serious voice with a concerned look on her face, "are you ok?"
I snap out of it, look her right in her eyes and smile before responding,
"I'm better than just 'ok,' I'm great!"
She smiles back and I proceed to complete the floor program exactly as she demonstrated, being sure to include each challenge she proposed. I work up a good sweat completing the floor block while enjoying the perfectly curated music which makes a huge difference for me and of course, sneaking glances at coach Aria at every opportunity.
Class finishes and we begin our cool down stretches. I'm in the perfect position to check out Aria's sexy little ass while she bends over with her legs spread to demo the hamstring stretch. The fabric of her leggings is so tight against her skin and I begin to imagine grasping her hips again as I thrust into her from behind when she catches me staring at her between her legs while bent over. I don't look away and meet her upside-down gaze for what feels like a whole minute, but in reality, is just a few seconds and then she does something truly unexpected. She winks at me while smiling. It was very deliberate and intentional and she then proceeds to demo each remaining stretch as if she was putting on a show just for me. It doesn't seem anybody else notices, but I do and so does my naughty imagination.
Class ends and everybody files out the door to high fives and fist bumps from Aria, but I stay and make sure I'm the last person in the studio. I linger at my station and continue stretching various muscles. I see Aria at the coach's station checking her cell, but I feel like she's also checking on me out of the corner of her eye. I decide to investigate that wink further and check for the intent behind it.
"Great class today. You do such a terrific job pushing people to their limits and squeezing the best out of them," I say.
"Thank you so much! Fitness and helping others are strong passions of mine so I feel lucky that I get to do what I love. Did I squeeze the very best out of you day?" she asks with a devilish grin on her gorgeous face.
"I don't know; I think there might be a little more you could help squeeze out of me this morning. I need to grab a shower, but please join me if you think there's more work for me." I casually respond as I walk out of the studio.