*Author's note: All the characters in this work are 18 years of age or older. Well it's finally here, part 3. I will continue to write this and my other works, but it will take time. This one was tough as I needed to think of a way to escalate it and not be repetitive as some longer erotic fiction stories get. Once I figured out the concept it was still a challenge. I try my best to make my work enjoyable to read, and don't want to force things out and have a dip in quality. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and worry not there will definitely be more!*
Greg's first week at his new nude job went by like a crazy blur. He had never been so thoroughly exposed to so many for so long. The truth was though the first day was the craziest so far. While the subsequent days still had some unique moments, they were much the same albeit calmer days. He was starting to get used to his regulars, and though he still got hard during every class he was nowhere near as close to cumming. The biggest shift had been between him and Katie.
She was no longer shy around him and even began following him in the locker room and watching him undress. Every time he undressed before her, he would try to keep from getting excited, and every time he would fail. She would sit and watch with a mischievous smile as his dick lengthened under her gaze. By the time he left her in the locker room he was always pointing skyward, much to the delight of the attendees of his class. She would also meet him after class in the locker room. He had refrained from cumming again after the first day, he had hoped she would repeat her oral performance, but it seemed she was enjoying teasing him. She would usually watch him in the shower as his penis pulsed under her viewing. Sometimes she licked a lollipop; others she applied lip balm sensually. Still, she hadn't touched him since the first day. He was dying for more from her, but it seemed she was enjoying his desperation.
Brooke had also taken to Greg it seemed as she had attended several of his classes. She always tried to get a place in the front, but it seemed the grey-haired women and the heavyset Lauren always got the closest spots. She would try to flirt with him from afar while he led the class, from what Greg could tell her goal was to keep him as turned on as possible, likely in an effort to cause him to lose his composure. She always waited for him before class, standing out of the pool making sure he saw her in which ever thong bikini she elected to wear to class that day. She would bend over sometimes to stretch as he approached. One time she did a handstand in the pool while waiting for class to start. Her ass on display above the water. Greg found her distracting to say the least. Even with all that she hadn't followed him in the locker room again since the first day.
Marla seemed to approve of Greg's performance as she routinely evaluated it by either attending or participating in class. When she was acting the voyeur, she would be sitting next to Val. They would sit and whisper and giggle all while stealing glances at Greg. When in class, she and Lisa would exercise with the best of them, but he could still tell they loved checking him out.
As far as the after-class bonus activities were concerned they had been tamer after the first day. Perhaps the novelty wore off or perhaps the women were saving up for a big event. Either way Greg was grateful for the reprieve. While Lauren and the older ladies usually took advantage, they only purchased bronze-tier all week. His humiliations were mild usually just exercises to show off his physique. A couple times during the week random women from the most heavily attended first day would show up and a few would get silver-tier purchases. These women usually just wanted to feel Greg's body.
All week though the women kept telling Greg over and over again 'just wait till the weekend!' The ominous warning had been on his mind all week and it was finally here. The weekend...
He parked his car like he had all week and entered the gym. He saw that behind the front desk was one of the male gym employees bored with his job and seemingly his life. Greg thought to himself if we wanted excitement just to come out to the pool, he'd find plenty of excitement out there.
As he made his way to the locker room, he passed Marla's office to find it empty. He wasn't surprised to find it in such a state, he assumed she just worked during the week. As he moved closer to the locker room, he realized just how empty the whole building was. Perhaps weekends weren't going to be so bad after all.
He got in the locker room and found it empty. His spirits were lifting a bit as he began to undress. Maybe there wouldn't be so much...stimulation today. A welcome reprieve as the intense and relentless tease he experienced every class was getting to him. He had never spent so much time in a prolonged state of arousal perhaps he would finally have a class where he wasn't on the edge the entire time. He began smiling confidently to himself with less than cautious optimism.
The first sign that the optimism was misplaced came then as he heard a familiar voice behind him. "Oh Greeeg!" He knew who it was and continued undressing.
"Hi Brooke." He said without looking at her, feeling himself grow a bit like he always did when she was around. He took off his shirt as she cooed affectionately, then his trousers, and finally his underwear. As they hit the floor, he heard an unfamiliar feminine gasp. He turned to see the source and found not only Brooke in a particularly skimpy (even for her) black bikini, but also a shy blonde wearing a red bikini that Greg didn't recognize for a moment.
"Greg, do you remember Nikki?" Brooke said referring to the blushing woman to her right. A woman trying and failing to not steal glances at the nude Greg. He felt himself blush as her embarrassment and shyness elevated his own. He also felt the semi Brooke gave him spring to full mast from additional intruder. "Oh Nikki look! Greg is so happy to see us!" She said with a wicked smile as she turned to Nikki, who for her part was transfixed onto Greg's stiffening rod. Her mouth agape as she relentlessly eyed it. Still blushing she seemed shake off her trance and attempt to collect herself. "Ready for class, Greg?"
"Yeah Brooke, it seems like the weekend won't be too bad, I mean hardly anyone is here." He said still blushing because of Nikki's reaction as well as his own.
Brooke giggled then. "Hardly anyone here! You haven't been outside yet. The pool is positively packed!" Greg's heart sank as he realized the empty interior was merely a sign that everyone was at the pool. Brooke continued speaking, "I just brought Nikki in here so she could get a closer look! I know she's been dying to see you again!"
Nikki blushed and looked down, clearly embarrassed by Brooke revealing her attraction to Greg. "C'mon Brooke stop!" She whispered.
"Oh! So shy now! Greg you should've heard her last night! 'That crazy hot guy is teaching tomorrow, right? I can't get him out of my head! Does he always get hard? What does it feel like?'" Brooke recounted with a devious smile as she looked between Nikki and Greg. Nikkie was blushing so much Greg thought her head would burst. "Well, enough embarrassing you both, we should get out there. I know the class is very eager to get things started."
Brooke set off then, showing Greg her bubble butt as she did. Her head was held high and haughty with a smug smile. Nikki blushed and said, "see you in class" stealing a sideways glance at Greg as she left. Greg followed after her, disappointed she wasn't also wearing a thong. Her butt was smaller than Brooke's, and still it had the beautiful perkiness of a youthful woman. The door shut behind Nikki and Greg stopped to steel himself, like his steel cock, so he would handle the imminent exposure to the surely packed pool.
