Jonah Marx P.I.: Case Of The Body Builder From Hell
Jonah Marx - P.I.
Case of the body builder from hell.
Well if you read my first installment then you know who I am and what I do, and if you didn't then you better go bloody read it 'cause I'm not explaining all over again.
This case happened a couple of years after I got into the business and to date is one of my most interesting for a variety of reasons which will soon become apparent.
I was working out at my local gym when the owner, Vince Torrino, came up to me as I was doing some bench presses. "Jonah I need to talk to you, can you come to my office when you've finished your work out." he asked as I forced another lift out of my flagging arms, "Sure Vince just give me ten minutes." I replied.
After a quick shower I climbed the stairs to Vince's office and knocked on the door, "Come" a voice called out and I entered Vince's domain. I had been in his office a few times before but the sight of all those gold trophies and framed certificates still fascinated me, Vince had been a professional body builder in his younger years and going by all the gold in the room he had been a very successful one.
"Jonah I need your help" Vince came straight to the point as I parked my butt in an available chair, "Sure, what can I do for you" I asked.
Vince went on to explain that he was sure that one of his members was selling and supplying steroids from his gym and he wanted me to find out who it was, I agreed to take on the job and explained to him that I would have to set up surveillance equipment in the gym and more to the point in the changing rooms as that would be the most likely place for the dealing to take place. Although not particularly happy with the idea of cameras in the changing rooms he could see that this was the only way to go and gave me the go ahead.
It took me a few hours the next night to set up the equipment in both changing rooms, men's and the ladies, and to run wiring to an unused stock room between the two, then it was just a matter of settling down and watching the monitors and listening to the microphone outputs. Although watching the men's room was not exactly my idea of fun, there was no complaints from me as I purused the images coming from the ladies room, I had put 3 small cameras in each room and I could see and hear from every nook and cranny, and let me tell you there were some awesome sights assaulting my eyeballs. As I watched a young black haired girl entered the dressing room, obviously she had just finished a workout, her lycra leotards were drenched and fitted her body like a second skin, and as she peeled of the offending garment a body direct from S.I's swimsuit edition was revealed in all it's glory. She was about 5'9, legs up to her armpit's, a pair of breasts which defied gravity and an ass to die for, and her glorious young body was glistening with a sheet of perspiration. She grabbed her towel and walked to the showers, by this time I had released my complaing cock and was rubbing my hand up and down the shaft, my black haired beauty was now soaping up, her hands roaming over that beautiful landscape, as she cleaned every inch of her firm body. I watched with hunger as she reached between her legs and proceeded to give her bald cunt a right royal clean, leaving no part untouched, what I wouldn't give to be that bar of soap I thought, then movement caught my eye and a second person was in the dressing room.