I couldn't believe those guys had gotten me a gym pass for my birthday! I mean DAMN I might not have the 6 pack stomach I had a few years ago, but I'm only 44 and still look and feel pretty good. Hell, it's their fault anyhow for making me drink all the beers, well maybe not making me drink, but more than willing to pay for them! They had even setup a private instruction with a trainer and watched me make the appointment. I just knew I was going to get some no neck, no brain, former ex-jock, whose balls were probably shrunk from all the 'roids he had taken. Well needless to say, that wasn't the case or this wouldn't be a good story would it?
I reluctantly got up early Saturday morning; ok 9 am is early to me on a Saturday morning, and headed over to the gym. My appointment wasn't until 10:00, so actually decided to get there early and do a little pre-workout just to prove "Mr. Show" I knew what I was doing.
I gave my pass to the cute little girl at the front desk and she said, "Hi there, Mr. Connors. You're appointment is with Sam at 9:30."
Sounds like a lunkhead to me, I thought.
"Great," I said, "I'll been on the treadmill if that's okay?"
"No problem, I'll tell Sam you're there," she said, opening up the gate for me to walk into the gym area.
I slowly walked over to the line of death machines; treadmills to everyone else, and jumped on one in front of the TV. At least I could catch some Sportscenter while I was there. I got on the machine and put in a good leisurely pre-programmed pace and started the mind-numbing walking in place.
About 15 minutes in, a voice from behind said, "Looks like somebody needs help using the treadmill."
I quickly turned around, almost falling off the treadmill in the process, and was face to face with the hardest body on a female I had ever seen! She had creamy white skin, with a round rosy face, toned well defined muscles, and tits that were literally trying to bust out of the short half-shirt she had on!
I stopped the treadmill and said, "Yea I always have had a problem with chewing gum and walking in place. So what am I doing wrong?"
"Well anyone can walk in place," she said, "but if you really want to get fit, you have to be going at an active heart rate pace. Here let me show you."
She walked on the treadmill, brushing her huge breasts against my arm as she reached around to increase the speed on the treadmill. I instantly began to feel that urge in my shorts as I inhaled the mixture of her workout scent and a perfume that I've definitely got to remember. The machine started up again as she stepped off and told me to start walking. I smiled at her and stepped on the machine which was definitely a lot faster than the walking in place speed I had before.
"See that's better isn't it? Definitely should get your heart racing now," she said with a smile.
"Well actually my heart started racing as soon as I saw you," I said with a wink.
She looked at me with a slightly raised eyebrow and I could see slight little flecks of gold in her hazel eyes.