Kim walked over to the information desk with a slight limp. "Excuse me, is anyone available now to give me a quick massage. It feels like I pulled a muscle."
"Let me check," replied Oscar, the owner of Push Gym. "Are you okay? It looks like you might have overdone it."
"Maybe I did, I am trying to get back in shape, it has been a while since I have been to the gym," Kim said.
Oscar looked Kim up and down. "Your shape looks pretty good to me."
"Ha, thanks." Kim glanced in the mirror, " I do look pretty good, for someone who had a kid a year ago," she thought.
Kim noticed her thick brown hair, her bigger and heavier tits, fairly flat tummy and an ass that was getting more compliments than ever. She turned thirty-three last month and was married for ten years, but still drew plenty of looks from interested men.
" Matt is available, are you okay with a male masseuse?"
" Umm, sure, that's fine," Kim answered. Actually, she always preferred a male massage. She enjoyed the strong hands and in the case of a handsome attendant, the fantasy of a stranger seducing her.
"Go in back, through the ladies locker room to Private Room 3, I will let Matt know you are coming down."
"Thanks" said Kim gratefully.
Oscar called Matt, " Matt, you are going to owe me, I just sent down a new member, she is one of those hot housewives I have seen eyeing up all of the trainer's cocks. I think she might be a player."
All the employees of Push were black guys, in great shape who were fucking many of the members. Push was one of those women member's only gyms. Oscar chose his employees based upon their attractiveness and charisma, knowing that word would get out among the rich white women in town that Push had hot, young trainers for eye candy and more. Oscar's strategy worked and Push quickly became the hottest gym in town.
Kim knocked on the door to Room 3, "Hello?"
"Come in," a voice from inside replied
Kim entered and gave an involuntary grin when she saw Matt. Matt was one of the best looking guys at the club and Kim had noticed him several times this week. He was extremely well built and his cock was very noticeable in his gym shorts. Kim had been very aware of the hard bodies and large dicks that all the trainers at Push seemed to have. She felt guilty that she had been comparing these hot guys to her very nice and very average husband, Tom. Tom was an accountant at a large firm in town, who never worked out and possessed a perfectly adequate and average five-inch penis.
"Hi, I am Matt," said the masseuse as he extended his hand to Kim's.
"I'm Kim." She felt her small white hand almost lost in Matt large, strong black grip.
"So, Oscar said you need some help, what can I do for you today?"
He couldn't help but stare at the white wife before him. She had nice big, soft tits and a rounded ass that filled out her shorts. He noticed her slightly reddened checks and met her quick glance at his crotch with a smile.
"I think I strained something in my calf. If you are available I haven't had a real massage in a long time and could really use one."
"I am here for as long as you need me. The table is ready, you can change behind the screen and lie down when you are ready."
Kim went behind the screen and quickly removed her clothes. She debated briefly with herself whether to go with or without panties. Her slightly moistened pussy decided for her and off the panties went. Kim loosely wrapped the towel around her and noticed that Matt had lowered the lights and put on some soft R&B. She walked over to the table and laid herself on her stomach.
"Okay, let's get ourselves comfortable and work on your calf first. Then I will give you a full body massage. If something I do feels especially good you don't have to say anything, I am good at reading body language. Just speak up if something hurts or makes you uncomfortable."
"Sounds good," said Kim.
Matt opened Kim's towel so it draped over her back and top of her thighs and then moved down toward her feet to begin the rubdown. "Mmmm," Kim moaned as Matt began by massaging her calf in one hand while rubbing her foot with the other.
Kim lost herself in thought while Matt carefully rubbed warm oil over her feet and calves. After he felt she was relaxed and out of pain he worked his way up to her thighs, kneading her muscles, using long strokes up and down the sides and back of her thighs. Her thoughts turned to fantasy as she felt strong, black hands stroking her thighs. She had never seen a black man naked, but had masturbated frequently these past few weeks to the images of Matt and the other black trainers fucking her with their big, black cocks. She now felt her clit start to tingle, as she thought about Matt naked, rubbing his cock on her ass and her pussy. She was unconsciously spreading her legs and allowing the towel to ride up her legs and begin to expose the very top of her thighs and bottom of her ass. As she moved her legs wider she inadvertently brushed Matt's cock and balls with her foot. "Umm, sorry," Kim murmured.
Kim couldn't believe how large and heavy Matt's package felt. "How big is he?" she thought to herself.