Getting to the gym early has its advantages Chapter 2
My name is Andy. From Chapter One, I had just been caught swimming naked at the local gym by one of the gym employees, Marcy. Marcy was holding my erection in her hand when another swimmer walked in for his morning laps. She cleverly deflected his questions about my lack of swimsuit with a story line that it was nude swim for the guys this morning. As John happily swam naked laps, unaware that there wasn't any such event, the two women took stock of their wonderful luck.
As Marcy released my stiffening cock, Marcy told Jennie, "I'm not sure what we do with John, but I'm sure we aren't going to let Andy off easy, at least not any time soon. I love how he looks right now."
I couldn't disagree at that moment. Still dripping wet, my one-hour adrenaline infused workout was faster and more intense than anything I normally did. With my hands on my hips, gasping for breath, the full inhale and full exhale to get control of my breathing accentuated the six-pack I was developing. Plus, it was making my now rock-hard cock raise and lower with each full breath.
"I agree," Jennie said. "There are a couple more women in the locker room getting ready to work out. I'm sure they wouldn't mind having some fun. What do you think?"
"I don't like that idea AT ALL," I offered. "I'm not sure about any more folks enjoying my predicament!"
"I wasn't offering you the choice, Andy," Jennie scolded. "I was talking to Marcy!"
"Absolutely," Marcy grinned. "The least we can do is let him go get a drink of water. I'm sure he's thirsty after the workout he just finished."
"But there are people coming in the gym and the water fountain is by the basketball court entrance," I countered!
"I know," Marcy replied. "That's exactly why we're going out of the pool area...to get you seen! You know you want me to make you do it. Besides, I know the girls in the locker room right now, and they would kill me if I didn't let them in on this. Besides, by now, the other attendant has cut the lock off your locker and taken your clothes and gym bag and put it behind the front desk for safe keeping. You'll need to go up front to get any clothes anyway."
"Jack did what," I asked?
"I asked him to take your clothes, since you didn't seem to want to wear them this morning," Marcy purred. "If you play this right, you're about to have a wonderful time...and so are we! You've entered an exhibitionist's greatest dream. Now, move...you look awfully thirsty."
My mind was racing and my hormones were on overdrive. I wanted this, but I didn't want this...if that made any sense. To be forced to be naked in a public place was erotic as hell to me. I guess at the gym early in the morning was a fairly controlled environment. Plus, if Marcy and Jennie knew the women likely to see me, I knew the one or two guys who were normally here and they would probably just laugh at me for getting caught...so what the heck did I really have to lose?
Resigned to my fate, I nodded 'yes' and opened the glass door to the gym. As I walked the few steps on the concrete floor, the cooler air of the gym was a shock to my wet skin, reminding me that I was naked in public. I passed the basketball court entrance, where I could see several women getting ready for a yoga class, but I passed quickly enough that none of them seemed to react to my state of dress. I glanced quickly around the gym, locking eyes with Jack at the front desk, who slightly smiled and waved. Nodding an acknowledgement, I bent over to get a drink from the low hanging water fountain, trying to drink while still trying to catch my breath and soak in all the new sensory stimulus that comes with walking naked where you know you aren't supposed to be and realizing that this was sending me on a path of no return very quickly.
Jennie walked closely behind me as I was bent over at the water fountain, taking to opportunity to lightly stroke my bare ass with her hand as she walked toward the entrance to the girl's locker room. "Susannah, I have a surprise for you," she called into the locker room.
Susannah...wait...which Susannah? This was a small town...it couldn't be the same Susannah who was an ex-girlfriend, could it? If it was, at least she had seen me naked before, but I didn't know what her reaction might be.
As the mystery girl came out of the door to meet Jennie, she immediately spotted me, naked as the day I was born! Oh, crap! It was her...
"Andy," Susannah squealed! Not taking her eyes off of me, she began to address Jennie. "How in the world did you get Andy like this? He looks almost good enough to eat! He's dropped a few pounds, toned up, and lost all of his body hair and tan lines since the last time I saw him naked," she said, chuckling. "I wouldn't have wanted to miss this for the world! What do you guys have planned?"
"We're kind of making it up as we go along," Jennie told her.
"Well," she hissed coolly, "I'm sure we girls can think of something to do with him!"
I couldn't tell by the tone of her voice if she was an old, unhappy girlfriend, or just a playful horny woman checking out a naked catch. I didn't have long to wait to find out what she had in mind.
"Where are his clothes," Susannah asked?
"Andy was a bad boy this morning. He decided he was tired of swimming with a bathing suit on," Marcy offered. Holding my suit up on the end of her finger to show the other women, she continued, "even though his swimsuits don't leave much to the imagination, we just decided for him that he wasn't getting dressed any time soon. We're making sure he doesn't get a towel, either. His clothes and his car keys are at the front desk. Any ideas on what to do with him will be considered. Any thoughts?"
I didn't know the other woman who came out of the locker room with Susannah, but she just stood in the background with a smile on her face and her arms crossed. Now a total of four women, possibly a yoga class, and four or five guys in the free weights were watching my current situation. I had no idea my erection could get any harder or any bigger...but I was starting to worry about my old girlfriend interjecting a revengeful turn into this, rather than something fun.