Imogene didn't exactly like the early mornings but she always felt better after a visit to the gym. In a way it helped her think more clearly when she was at work. She signed in at the gym reception and picked up a locker key, as she turned away the girl behind the desk stopped her and handed her a voucher.
"What's this for?" Imogene asked "There is a new massage company working here. I guess they are trying to drum-up business. This is for a freebie." said the girl "What's the catch?" thought Imogene, stuffing the flier into her bag and turning towards the changing rooms.
She changed quickly, eager to get on with her workout and get to work. The earlier she got on with things the sooner she would finish her the latest project that her slave driving boss had her working on.
The machines really took a pounding that morning as Imogene worked out her frustrations. She channelled all her negative energy from the stress of her job and her boss into the treadmill, the bike and the rowing machine. Her last set on the stepper was going really well too, she could almost feel the calories being used up, but then a hot stab of pain hit her in the leg. She hit the stop button and hobbled of the machine. Her thigh felt as though there was a flame inside it and, try as she might, she couldn't stretch it out.
Disheartened, she limped towards the changing room, another problem to add to her woes. One of the trainers asked her if she was ok and she explained what happened. He looked concerned and told her that it could be a torn muscle.
"You should get some ice on it and check with your Doctor." he said "Or, coming to think of it, we could get the Physio to check you out now?"
She agreed and with his help made her way to the Physiotherapy room and deposited herself on the treatment table. The trainer went to find the therapist so she was left on her own. The walls were covered in posters of skeletons, muscle structures and generally reminded her of her GCSE Biology classes. With a giggle she remembered the crush she had on her teacher, Mr.....?
"Well I thought I would just be spending the day giving free massage. I wasn't expecting an emergency!" said a deep voice behind her.
She turned to be greeted by an extended hand and smile.
"My name is David." he said, taking her small hand in his and shaking it surprisingly gently. Imogene couldn't really believe her eyes, a tall, lightly tanned man with a crooked smile and laughing eyes. It was as if her childhood remembrance of teacher had just walked through the door. "Imogene." she managed.
"I understand that you have hurt yourself? Very careless, these gyms are a death trap you know? I'm going to need you to take your leggings off so I can get to the problem." said David as he washed his hands in the small sink.
Imogene managed one running shoe but the pain in her leg made it impossible to manage the other.
"Let me help you." he said, seeing her obvious discomfort. He knelt before her and proceeded to undo her laces. She could help but admire his broad shoulders. "Do you need any help with the rest?" he enquired. The crooked smile was back.
"I think I can manage thank you." she replied, desperately trying to remember what knickers she had put on this morning. David was rummaging in the towel cupboard so she managed to slip one round her waist without him seeing one of her better pairs of black lace high leg panties.
"Which leg is it?" he asked
"Left. In the thigh." she answered, hoping ungainly back onto the table. "Ok, just lie on your front and try and relax. If you get your face in the hole you should be able to get comfy." he said as he squeezed some massage oil into his hands.
Imogene tried to relax and banish thoughts of crushes and shoulders and strong hands. That lasted less than a second as she flinched as soon as David. His strong hands gently tested the muscles of her thigh, sending sparks up and down her body. She gripped the handholds tightly to top herself shivering.
"Hmmm it's definitely a torn muscle I'm afraid." said David, breaking the silence but not the spell. "I'll need you to come back later today so I can start you on some treatment. Meanwhile I suggest you go home and put your feet up. Try and get some ice on it if you can."
Reception called her a cab and she rang the office to tell them that she would not be in today. Her team mate Sally giggled when she told her about David.
"Well! I might have to pop down for free one myself." she teased.
Imogene felt a flare of jealousy at the thought of David's hands on anyone else. How silly, she thought. He probably sees tens of pretty girls a day. Why was she so attached to someone she had only just met? Well he was extremely attractive but his hands! So strong but so gentle when they touched her.
When she got home she ran her self a hot bath and finally got out of her gym kit. As she took off her knickers she was surprised to find that they were wet through. All her imaginings had obviously had quite an effect!
As she lowered herself into the warm water she imagined that it was David's arms wrapping her in his warm embrace. She ran her hands over her body fantasising that is what he would be doing if he were here. She massaged her breasts until her nipples stood out hard. Then, lead by the half forgotten feeling of a warmth between her legs, her hands moved across her stomach and onto the soft folds of her pussy. Gently she began to caress herself, envisaging that it was David's fingers circling her clitoris. She tried to imagine what the feel of his tongue would be like. Her fingers moved faster and faster in tune with the throbbing that was starting to spread from her pussy. She started to rock her hips as her movements became more and more urgent. It was so long since she had taken the time to pleasure herself that the rapidity of her arousal came as a shock. Already she could feel the crescendo of her orgasm building deep within her. She locked her legs against the wall and gave herself up to the passion. Soft moans escaped her as fingers slipped over her engorged bud. As the beginnings of a massive orgasm over took her she bit her lip to try and stop from screaming. Her body shuddered as the waves of her ecstasy washed through her, drawing her deep into her fantasy, she called his name...
She came back to herself some time later. The water was beginning to get cold so she ran some more hot water, washed her hair and body. Then, on a whim, she shaved her legs and tidied her pubic hair into a neat triangle. No mean feat considering how tender her pussy was. Her heightened state of arousal kept distracting her and it was some time before she dried off. The pain in her lag had now receded to a dull ache.
The rest of the day passed in a blur of work. Just because she could not come to the office was not much of an excuse these days so she spend the day working on a report on her laptop and taking calls from her boss who didn't seem to be able to do anything for herself. Before she knew it, it was time to go for her appointment.
She put on a tight little summer dress, with enough support so she did not have to wear a bra, her very best knickers and a pair of sandals. As she waited for here taxi she thought about what a state she was in when she had seen David this morning. She convinced herself that it was all a bit of a fantasy and she was in a vulnerable state. She'd probably not even look twice at him when she saw him now. Then she went and checked her make-up and put on some perfume.
The taxi ride took longer than expected and she was slightly late in getting to the gym. David was waiting for her in reception, looking even more perfect than before.
"I thought you might have stood me up." he said as they walked to the treatment room. The half smile was back again, as if he knew a secret no one else did. Imogene felt a single throb between her legs.
"N-no." she stammered. She could feel herself going red; he must think she was a real idiot! "No!" she said more firmly "The traffic was bad that was all. I wouldn't miss this appointment; you were so kind to me this morning."
"To be honest I was a little worried about you. You looked quite stunned."
"I was a little shocked that was all. I feel much better now." she lied. Her mind was playing tricks on her and she could not look at him without wanting to kiss those lips and feel his hands upon her body.
