6am came way too early for Scott the next day. He and Justin were supposed to meet at the gym at 6:30 for their leg workout, and even though it was a Saturday, he still had the contest looming, and every workout counted. Better to keep a schedule of eating and workouts than to sleep in on the weekend. He could always catch a nap that afternoon. Which he was sure that he was going to need. After their little episode with the phone call last night, and Scott coming all over Ruth-Ann's tits, they had both dozed off on the kitchen floor. Quick enough though, she had woken back up, and decided that she wanted more. They started on the kitchen table, where he had eaten her beautiful pussy twice more while giving his cock time to recover.
Then it was on to the shower, where she had sucked his cock like a woman possessed. She obviously wanted him so keyed up that he would lose his mind, and it certainly came close to that. He had carried her out of the shower, laid her on the bed, and just taken her, with little concern for her. She had teased him so much that he just had to come. Which judging by her moans and screams, she was having just as much fun as he was. Scott had ended up getting off twice more that night. Both times, since he did not have any condoms in the house, he had to pull out when the time came, and both times Ruth-Ann had insisted that he come in her mouth. The girl obviously had a taste for cum, and for the time being Scott was happy to accommodate her little kink.
After his third come of the night, Scott was worn out. He had gone to sleep almost immediately, with Ruth-Ann curled up next to him under the clean sheets, her head on his chest and a hand draped over his other pec. It had been a while since Scott had shared his bed with anyone else, so he woke up a number of times during the night, surprised to find someone else in the bed with him. When he was not trying to get back to sleep, his dreams were filled with all sorts of random disturbing images of him and Ruth-Ann getting caught in all sorts of compromising positions. Needless to say, he did not sleep very well.
So now his alarm clock was telling him it was time to get up and head to the gym for yet another workout. He rolled over, turned off the alarm, and then turned back over in order to look at this girl who was sleeping in his bed. He knew that the feelings starting to come alive in his brain, not just his groin, were real, but how could he allow them to be real? She was a student after all, and he was good at hiding secrets, but this could be too big to cover up. When more than one person knows a secret, it gets that much harder to keep. And by his count, there were at least three people who knew about the two of them. Not good.
Scott reached out and shook her shoulder, gently at first, then more forceful when she did not respond. Ruth-Ann rolled over, groaned, and then put a pillow over her head, a clear indication that 6am was WAY too early for her to even think about getting out of bed. Fine. It would be easier to leave her here, and not have to talk about anything before he headed to the gym.
Slipping out of bed, Scott got ready almost by routine; he had done it so many times. Get dressed, take his pre-workout supplements with a tall glass of water, mix up his pre and post-workout protein shakes, throw everything in the gym bag, and head out the door. He made sure to leave a note on the kitchen table for Ruth-Ann in case she decided to get up before he got back in a couple of hours.
In the truck, Scott loaded up a Pantera CD in the player as he pulled out of the driveway. He really was dragging ass this morning, and knew that he needed some sort of extra motivation to get going. Knowing Justin, he had gone to bed early last night, and was going to be bouncing off the walls ready to go. That guy could be a real pain in the ass sometimes, always positive and shit. Very annoying, but he was good to have around for early morning sessions.
Unfortunately, Scott's brain was still thinking about the Ruth-Ann mess that he had created, and he was not getting mentally ready for his workout. So he turned up the radio, rolled down the window, and starting singing along as he drove into the rising sun. Anything to get that girl out of his head, at least for a while would be welcome.
Pulling into the gym parking lot, Scott saw that Justin's car was already here, along with about three or four more. The crowds on Saturday mornings were even sparser than during the week. Good. Turn up the music and get to work time.
"Hey Scott, about time you showed up."
"Yea, fuck you too. I got here as fast as I could drag my lazy ass out of bed."
"Lazy ass? Since when are you lazy? What's the matter didn't get a lot of sleep last night? Did ya go out somewhere and pick up some little fling that you left asleep in the bed this morning?"
Justin didn't know how close he was to the truth on that. "Yea, something like that. Get the squat rack ready, I am going to commandeer the sound system this morning."
Scott went to the front desk, and told the little teenybopper to put in his Metallica CD. She was half asleep, and really didn't care. So walking back into the weight room, Scott heard the beginning strains of "Master of Puppets" coming over the speakers. Best album Metallica ever put out, and wonderful music to get psyched up to. A little air guitar, a little head banging, and it was time to go. The gym was just occupied by Scott, Justin, some other guy who always seemed to be there when Scott was, and the two cardio twins. They were two girls, sisters he thought, who always wore matching outfits to the gym, and always seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time on the cardio equipment, talking the whole time about god only knows. Scott had dubbed them the cardio twins because he had no desire to learn their real names. Kind of like the two guys who came in the gym, and all they did were bench presses. All the time, every time, bench presses. Scott had dubbed them the Bench Brothers, again because he had not time or interest in learning who they were in real life. If they wanted some advice, he would be happy to offer it, but for the time being they were a stupid distraction.
"Alright brother, lets get this party started."
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Ruth-Ann rolled over, and kept rolling. She had not been able to sleep very well during the night, mostly because sleeping in the same bed with someone she had just had sex with was a very new experience for her. She had finally rolled over, and discovered that the other side of the bed was empty. Where did he go? The first thought that had run through her mind was of rolling over and wrapping her arms around Scott so that she could snuggle up closer to him and enjoy this moment for at least a little bit longer. Her dreams the night before had run the spectrum from Scott losing his job and her being shunned all the way to the two of them escaping to Fiji and living a life of excess there. She had wanted to cuddle up close to him for a little while longer in order to deny reality setting in. But he wasn't here. Pout!
