It was late Saturday night, Brook trudged into the loud sports bar around the corner from her house and threw her arms on the bar as she plopped herself on the stool across from where Kate was mixing drinks.
Kate was a wild card, always care free and spontaneous with a smile on her face. She kept life fun and she knew how to keep secrets, which is why she made the perfect best friend, roommate and bar tender.
"I have a confession to make." Brook yelled over the crowd.
A smile burst across Kate's face as she leaned forward, "This ought to be good, what did you do this time?"
"I'm the creepy person at the gym." Brook said pointing to herself. Her smile belied her serious tone.
"WHAT? What are you talking about?" Kate asked chuckling at her friend while she wiped down the counter.
Brook's head fell back as she groaned toward the ceiling. "You know the creepy person that stares at you while you work out? I'm that person!" Brook leaned her head back down and stared at her friend in the eye with a small smile teasing her lips. "I'm totally the creepy stalker, staring at you nonstop, person at the gym and I can't stop!"
"Um, is it everyone you are staring at like this, is it a few people, or a special someone?" Kate asked with a quirked brow. "Do I need to be worried?"
"It's one person; I can't take my eyes off of him. I've tried... seriously. There's just something about him, he's not a pretty boy or some huge meathead. He's just..." Brook trailed off.
"He's just..." Kate prodded
"Hot! He's around 5ft 11, 190lbs and he's bald, like bic bald, but he always has a 5'oclock shadow on his face and head. When he's lifting he grits his teeth and he looks so freaking sexy. I wonder if he gets that look when he's about to cum."
Kate busts up laughing again. "Brook, hun I think you're obsessed. This is fun! I've never seen you like this."
"I'm a little obsessed." Brook confessed,"... and I may or may not have burned and extra 128 calories at the gym today, because of him."
"How is that even possible? What he's just so hot you burn calories looking at him?"
"Pretty much!" Brook giggled. "I was on the elliptical and he was on the chest press machine, which is right across from the cardio equipment. He was staring at himself in the mirror and I could see him doing that teeth clenching thing I was telling you about. Sweat was lightly covering his bald head and I swear I just wanted to go over there and straddle him on that damn machine and lick the sweat off his beautiful bald head! I couldn't stop thinking about all the things I wanted to do to him. I couldn't stop imagining him naked sitting back with me on his lap holding the bars as I rode him. I was so freaking turned on; I kept going faster and faster on the elliptical. It was a total rush, my heart was pounding, but I wasn't tired at all! My whole work out today was like that. I just kept staring at him and pushing myself harder."
"I think I may have to go to the gym with you tomorrow." Kate said as she laughed her ass off.
"Tomorrow's his rest day, but come with me Monday! You can distract me so I don't make an ass of myself or you could point out something that's wrong with him so I can get over this crazy obsession."
"It's a little scary you know his rest day... I'm just saying." Kate snickered as she slid a shot over to her.
"Exactly!" Brook shouted before throwing back the shot.
"So, is this all one sided? Does he know you are staring at him? Does he stare back?" Kate started unloading questions on Brook.
"Oh, he's caught me staring and we've made eye contact a few times, but to be honest I am usually so caught up in staring at and lusting after the other parts of his body I'm not too concerned with what his eyes are doing." Brook laughed.
"Maybe you should be; he's probably eye fucking you right back!"
That night Brook lay in her messy bed tossing back and forth, her scissoring legs tearing at her crumbled sheets. Every time she closed her eyes she would imagine herself back at the gym staring across the room at the sexy stranger. Lust curled through her entire body; her limbs twitched, her swollen nipples scratched against her tight cami and her pussy was drenched and achy.
Exhausted, she gave up trying to fight the intense urges and reached down into her white lace panties. Her clit was erect and juice covered the inside of her legs. Brook closed her eyes and imagined, as she had earlier at the gym, walking over to the chest press where her sexy stranger was working out.
In her fantasy he sat there covered in sweat wearing a T shirt with the arms cut off and a pair of basketball shorts. His eyes ran the length of her as she stood in front of him wearing her black capri running tights and tank top with no bra.
"Do you want to work in with me?" she imagined him saying.
"No, I want to fuck you." She saw herself leaning down and bluntly whispering into his ear as she took hold of his shorts and pulled them down his toned hairless legs. She envisioned him grabbing her wrists as she stood then instantly returning the favor, pulling down her pants and yanking her onto his lap.
Slowly Brook massaged her outer lips with her fingertips occasionally dipping into her moist hole teasing herself. Her clit throbbed and she moaned as her palm brushed lightly against it. She imagined it was his straining cock, teasing her. Unable to stand the pressure any more she sank two fingers deep inside her and pressed her palm hard against her tender clit.
The image in her mind of him beneath her, filling her with his hard cock, had her teetering on the edge of her orgasm. Brook bucked her curvy hips as she worked her fingers in and out of her soaking pussy never letting up on the pressure of her hand. She could almost feel his hands on her hips lifting her up and down over his massive erection.
Brook worked her hand as fast as she could and imagined looking up at his rugged face grimacing in pleasure. That sole image sent her over the top and juice poured from her pussy as it contracted around her fingers.
Exhausted Brook passed out her hand still resting inside her soaked panties.
Sunday seemed to drag on forever and on Monday morning Brook was so excited to get to the gym that she dragged Kate in 20 minutes early. By the time the sexy stranger showed up they were both well into their cardio workout and covered in sweat. Kate was watching the television and Brook pretended to watch between bouts of staring at the door.
"Kate!" Brook hissed softly as she turned to her friend and shook her head towards the door.
Kate's head snapped over and she stopped moving on the elliptical to look over her friend's head to see the object of Brook's obsession walking over to the leg section of the gym.
"Yeah, he's pretty hot! I think he's looking over here."
"Crap! Stop looking! Can you try not to be so damn obvious?" Brook said burying her head against the machine for a moment before composing herself.
"Sorry, but yeah he is hot. You should go talk to him." Kate urged.
Brook looked over at Kate like she had lost her damn mind. "I'm not going to talk to him. This isn't a bar, people don't come here to hook up they come here to work out. Besides, I've never hit on a guy before; I've always let them come up to me and I doubt I could form two words if I spoke to him. You are supposed to be talking me out of this. You're supposed to be helping me get over this weird creeper thing I have going on."
"Hey" Kate said nudging Brook in the arm. "Look!" Kate tossed her chin to the left and Brooks head turned.
"He's checking you out!" Kate sang with a laughing voice.
Brook faltered on the machine as her gaze suddenly met his. "Oh shit." Brook whispered.
There he sat with his legs extended on the leg press, eyes locked on her. Her breath caught in her chest as her mouth opened in a gasp. God he was so sexy. Her gait slowed on the elliptical machine, until he started moving his legs back into a crouched position; as he moved she began to move faster. Her heart hammered in her chest and she gripped the handles on the machine until her knuckles turned white.
Minutes seemed to pass with neither of them looking away from each other. His legs kept pumping rhythmically away at the machine and Brook had a vague thought that he had gone way over the normal 12 to 15 reps. A light sheen broke out across his sexy bald head and Brook's tongue brushed across her lips at the thought of going over and tasting his salty skin.
The sound of his weights crashing down as his legs finally gave out snapped both of them out their lustfully charged moment. He dropped his head and looked down wiping his forehead on the side of his sleeve.
Brook looked over at Kate. "I'm totally fucked!"
"Yep!" Kate nodded matter-of-factly.
Brook spent the rest of their workout trying to avoid looking over at the sexy stranger. The few times she "casually" scanned the room his eyes were trained toward her and a ghost of a smile lit his lips.
Brook racked her weights in order to leave and started towards the ladies room. "I'm going to wash my hands and grab my bag out of the locker." Brook looked back." You coming?"
"Actually I think I'm going to do a few more reps and then grab a drink. You go ahead and I will meet you in there." Kate replied
She watched as Brook walked into the ladies room making sure she waited a few seconds before walking over to Brook's sexy stranger, who was now working his calves. He looked up surprised and gently lowered the weights looking at her expectantly.
"I saw you looking at my friend Brook while we were working out." Kate paused, trying to quickly work a plan out in her head. He sat on the machine staring at her waiting for her to go on.
