NOTE: This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story... please give me feedback on this forum to help be to decide if I should continue?
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Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.
I founded my business ten years ago, just when the health club craze was starting. I had graduated university with a business degree and a minor in kinesiology, so a health club was a perfect fit for me. I built the gym in an area of town that had good real estate value and was close to both the downtown and the sprawl of apartments where many university students lived. This strategic positioning has proven to be vital to the success of my business.
The university has decent health facilities that are available to students for a cheap rate, so if I want to get the students in, I have to offer them huge discounts. This might not sound like good business to you, but it is -- nothing will draw in the lunchtime professionals (who pay a high membership rate) like having a group of hot university girls doing an aerobic session on the other side of a glass wall. And the hot young football studs working out is like a magnet to the stay-at-home soccer moms (who pay a high membership rate) who like to work out on the treadmills or elliptical trainers and watch these young sweaty muscles working out on the free weights.
As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...
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It had been a long and busy day at the club. Our membership had been growing every year, and everything was going very well. My accountant was getting happier by the month, but all of this success meant many long days at a desk keeping up. As the light faded from the sky, I shut my computer down, grabbed my running shoes and headed out for a run to work out some kinks in my muscles. Walking up to our front desk, I didn't see Clarissa, the girl currently on shift. I leaned over the front counter, and saw Clarissa bent over folding towels. She wore baggy jogging pants that rode low on her hips, and while she was bent over I could see the band of a pink thong with white lace trim where it rode up the crack of her tight, sexy ass.
I cleared my throat to get her attention, and told her I was going for a run and she should lock up when she finishes her shift. I waved to her as I left the building.
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Clarissa watched her boss leave the gym and start his stretches outside on the bike rack. He had to be way over thirty years old, but for an old dude, he was hot. She liked the look of his taught calves, thighs and buns as he stretched, preparing for his run. His six-foot frame was well muscled (an advantage of owning a fitness club, I guess), and he kept his dark hair closely cropped, showing off his good looks. He lived about a mile away, and shoe knew that many nights he jogged to and from work instead of driving. Seemed like a nice guy, but she hadn't gotten to know him well yet.
She had been working here at the club for almost six months... it's a great part-time job for a student -- close to the university and her apartment, so she could walk to and from work, and many evenings the traffic is light enough after the after-work rush that she can get some studying done. As a first-year university student, she was appalled by how much work they expect you to do. Last year in high school, she was able to coast through and get good marks, but not anymore.
An added bonus working here is, as an employee, she gets free use of the facilities when she's not working. Since starting here, she's been very pleased with the shape she's gotten into. She's never been chubby, but her exercise routine here at the gym has helped to chew away the last of her baby fat and leave her lean and tight. She was aware of the lustful stares she's been getting from the male students in her classes, and it made her tingle to think of what those boys would like to do to her given the opportunity.
Finally, at ten o'clock, the last of the members left and she got up to lock the front doors. She went through the club, room by room, turning off lights and collecting dropped towels. Her last stop was the change rooms to collect the last of the towels.
With a grunt, she dropped the last load of wet towels into the laundry hamper. The cleaning crew would be in at around 4am to get started on the mountain of towels, but until then, the gym was quiet and still. Clarissa rolled her shoulders and rubbed the back of her neck. Maybe a soak in the spa was just what she needed to loosen up her muscles and help her sleep. She walked toward the ladies' change room, but stopped herself as she remembered that the spa would be out of service until the new pumps were installed next week. With a wicked smile, she figures, what the heck, she'll use the one in the men's room. As she walked into the men's room, peeling her clothes off as she went, she could feel herself getting wet thinking about her bare ass sitting on the same seat as all those hot, naked jocks that parade through here all day.
She folded up her clothes and hung them up on a hook by the spa, normally meant for towels, to keep them dry. All of the lights were off in the change room, except for the emergency exit lights, one at the door into the gym and one at the door into the shower stalls, illuminating the shower area. The spa was blanketed in shadows, and Clarissa marveled at the exquisite feeling of the hot water caressing her as she immersed herself in the hot, still water. She didn't turn the bubbles on for fear of getting too relaxed and falling asleep.
