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.
