When I got home, I sat down at my desk and made a list of the things I thought I’d need for my bodyguard job. Then I got all the things on the list together and put them in a small knapsack I used for that purpose. Next, I went upstairs and packed some clothes in a small overnight bag. I figured I didn’t need to take much with me, just a change of clothes, since I’d be able to come home during the day when I wasn’t guarding Jill Thompson’s well-maintained body.
After I had my things together, I sat down at my computer and began working on a feature article I’d promised one of the magazines I write for. I had a hard time concentrating on the article. I kept thinking about Jill Thompson and what I’d seen the night I went to the health club some eighteen months earlier.
I was supposed to be following one of the female clients of the club whose husband was sure she was cheating on him with one of the instructors. I pulled into the club parking lot at eight-thirty in the evening. The man who hired me didn’t have a lot of money, so he told me to follow his wife after she left the club when it closed and it closed at nine.
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There were only three cars in the parking lot and none of them matched the description of the car that belonged to the woman I was supposed to be following. It was possible she might have brought another car, so I thought it would make sense to check inside the club. I parked, got out of my car and headed for the door. There were lights still on inside the club, so it looked like there were still a few people there. I checked the door. It was open, so I went in.
The club was modern and clean and had a tremendous amount of what looked like high-tech exercise equipment. I had a feeling all of that equipment was responsible for the high membership prices the club charged. I didn’t see any people, though. “Where is everybody?” I wondered.
I looked around, then walked over to a door marked “Women’s Lockers”, but wasn’t sure whether or not I should go in. I knocked softly, then carefully, pushed the door open. “Hello. Is anyone here?” I called softly.
An attractive, short, red-haired young woman peeked from behind a row of pastel-colored lockers. “Can I help you?” she asked.
“Ah…I…I’m looking for the manager,” I said. I could feel myself blushing.
The girl I was talking with was quite attractive. Her hair was short and straight, her face cute more than pretty, but her body was something else. She had on a pair of loose olive-drab pants – tight at the ankle – which were tucked into white sweat socks. Her high-top leather sneakers were untied just the right way. A white sweatshirt, cut to the waist in back and just above her waist in front, hung over her slacks. Her surprisingly large bust pushed the sweatshirt out and up, exposing a strip of tan, smooth belly. “Tidy, tiny, and busty!” I thought as I gazed at her. “Not bad. Not bad at all!”
“She was out at the desk when I came in to change,” the girl replied. “I don’t know about the guys, but I’m the only one in here.” Apparently my target hadn’t come to the club today. The girl I was talking to had a tiny voice and sounded little-girlish. I thought it made her more desirable, a little girl with a lush, miniature woman’s body .
“There was nobody at the desk when I came in,” I said.
The girl shrugged and smiled at me. “If she wasn’t there,” she said, “I don’t know where she is.”
“Is there any place else I could look?” I asked.
The girl shrugged again. “I guess you could check the men’s locker room,” she suggested, “Maybe the manager is there checking before she closes the place. Or maybe the pool. I think they have to clean it every night.”
“Thanks,” I said. I let the door close and turned around. The men’s locker room was on the opposite side of the building so I headed in that direction. I had just reached out to push the door open when I heard what sounded like a moan. I froze. “Oh, God, Baby, that feels fucking fantastic!” a male voice said.
“Yeah. Jesus, she’s something, isn’t she?” another male voice responded.
“I don’t fuckin’ believe this! Jesus H. Christ!” That was a third voice.
“What the hell is going on?” I wondered. I cautiously pushed the door open a crack, looked into the locker room, and couldn’t believe what I saw. There were four people on a mat in the middle of the floor. One of them was a woman who looked like she was in her mid to late thirties, had blonde hair, and a well-toned body, was lying buck-naked, face down on top of a solidly built black man who appeared to be fucking her. Another muscular young man who was probably in his late teens or early twenties was kneeling behind her and appeared to have his cock in her ass. Another young man, short, stocky, but no less well-muscled than the other two, was standing in front of her, sporting a hard-on, which the grunting woman was stroking. I watched, shocked, as the blonde took cocks in both of her lower openings and a third into her mouth. While she sucked one man, the other two men kept slamming their cocks into her. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! I knew people did this. I’d seen videos of people doing it, but I’d never actually seen it happen in person. Gulping, I continued to stand there, peering through the narrowly opened door, staring at the activities occurring before my eyes. I couldn’t move. And watching the incredible scenario was turning me on! Really turning me on!
“Gawd!” One of the men, the one who was getting sucked off, groaned as the manager deep-throated him. “You sure know how to make a guy feel fuckin’ fantastic!”
As if to thank him for his compliment, the woman let his cock slide out of her mouth, cupped his balls in her hand and licked them. My cock lurched. I knew what she was doing had to feel incredibly good.
The other two men grunted louder and louder and continued to slam their erections into the woman. I kept watching, my heart thudding against the wall of my chest. There was nothing else I could do!
My legs were shaking violently so I leaned against the door jamb to keep from falling. I bit my lip to keep from groaning. I couldn’t believe I was watching a woman get fucked by two men while she gave another guy a blow-job!
