Kathy had always been proud of her firm, trim, sexy body; but now after 5 years of marriage she was becoming a little concerned. She was only 32, far too young to become a dumpy housewife. If she was starting to lose her youthful figure, her husband Billie had already lost his. Only six years older than her, he had a pot belly, shortage of breath, and becoming lazy. His main form of entertainment was watching TV.
"Billie, here's an introductory offer for the Sapphire Health Club. A couple can get 3 workout sessions with a trainer for only 100 dollars. The trainer will work with you to help you get back in shape. Since every person is different, each person is assigned a personal trainer."
"Ahh honey, I don't want to do that; besides I'm in OK shape."
"You're not; you get out of breath just climbing the stairs."
"But I work hard and I want to relax when I get home. You can go if you want, just leave me out of it."
"If you don't go with me, I'll move you out to the spare bedroom. I don't want to sleep with a fat slob anymore. You don't think I give you enough sex now; well guess what, in the spare bedroom you'll get none."
"OK, OK, don't make a federal case of it, I'll go."
The club was right downtown, large and modern. The receptionist that took their money gave them a tour of the facilities. It had several exercise rooms, a pool, and massage rooms. It also had a lunch café and a bar. She said their trainers will carefully monitor each customer giving him or her advice on what exercises are best for their development.
After the tour she introduced the trainers assigned to each of them. Billie's trainer was named Olga. She was a big woman, not fat but muscular. She was tall with big breasts and a stern look on her face. "Come along, your hour has begun so let's get started. Next week come with gym shorts. I would've thought you knew that much. All I can do this week is put you through your paces to find out what kind of shape you're in. Looking at you, I'd say pretty poor."
Next she introduced Kathy's trainer. "This is Frank and he'll be your personal trainer." He was tall but slim and muscular. You could see his abs and muscles showing through his tight T-shirt. He had a devastating smile and sparkling dark eyes. "I'm so happy to meet you," he said, holding her hand much longer than necessary, but she kind of liked it.
Kathy changed into her exercise shorts and T-shirt and joined him in the gym. He had her do some light exercises, feeling her muscles and observing her breathing patterns. "You're in wonderful shape; you'll make my job easy." He was laying it on pretty thick but she still liked what he was telling her. "I'm going to put you on the tread mill to test your stamina and then on the weight lift machine to check your arm strength. After that, I'll give you a massage to relax your tired muscles." When the exercises were over he said, "Go into massage room #4 and strip down to your underwear. Leave your panties on, but remove your bra. Lay down on the table on your stomach and there is a sheet you can pull up if you wish." She kind of liked obeying him.
She removed her clothing and lying on the table almost naked, she felt kind of uneasy but kind of excited too. He came in, pulled the sheet down to her waist and with warm oil on his hands massaged her neck. Then he moved his hands to her shoulders and digging his finger into her tight muscles started massaging her. It kind of hurt but it kind of felt good too. Next he shoved the sheet down below her ass and started massaging her back. He was digging his knuckles into her back as he rubbed her. This kind of hurt too but she found it very relaxing. Then with the sheet down to her feet he started massaging her legs. This felt really good as his hands massaged her tired legs but became more of a caress as he massaged her thighs. His hands would stop close to her pussy and then retreat down her legs. Every time he massaged her thighs he would come close but never touch her panties.
She was annoyed with herself because she was starting to feel aroused and spread her legs a little. He could at least massage her legs a little bit higher than he was; after all her muscles next to her pussy needed some attention too. She was really starting to enjoy this when he said, "OK the massage is finished; get dressed and I'll see you next week. She would have liked the massage to go on a little longer.
When she got home she was feeling kind of horny but also annoyed with Billie, and she wasn't sure why. "Now did your first workout go?"
"It was terrible. She put me on a tread mill machine to test my stamina. She started slow but kept increasing the speed and the incline. When I asked her to turn off the machine, she just laughed at me. She told me to stop being a wimp and increased the speed even more. I was near exhaustion before she turned off the machine.
"That's the same thing Frank did to me, but I didn't cry like a baby and complain the way you did."
"The next thing was even worse. She wanted me to lift a weight to test my arm strength. She had me lay on a mat beneath a barbell holder. She added some more weight and told me to hold the barbell as long as I could and then place it back on the holder. The weight was way too heavy for me to hold it and I couldn't push it up far enough to put it back on the stand. When I asked her to help me she was gone somewhere. I couldn't hold it up so the barbell came down on top of me pinning me to the mat. I couldn't lift it nor slide out from under it. I called and called for her but she didn't show up for about 20 minutes. She said it was her coffee break time, but she said don't worry about it, I'll give you an extra 15 minutes next week."
"I did the same thing only on a weight machine. I bet you enjoyed your massage though."
"That was the worst of all. She sent me into the massage room, said take off all your clothes and stand by the massage table. When she came in she looked me up and down and with a smirk on her face said, "Is that all you got; you poor thing? Lay on the table on your stomach." I did as she asked. What I got was a beating, not a massage. She used the sides of her hand to beat my back, arms and legs. It felt like she was hammering me and it hurt. Then she said she would finish with a "circulation stimulator." I couldn't get a good look but it looked like a whip to me. It had a handle with about a dozen long leather strips protruding from it. She started beating my back and my ass with it and it hurt a lot. I asked her to please stop but she said not until the massage is over. When she finished beating me she said turn over and I was afraid she was going to beat me again. She said, "You don't have a stiffy for me. Most boys like you enjoy my massages and hope I'll jerk them off, but you're not even hard; what a pussy you are." One thing I know for sure is that I'm not going back to that place."
"I got the same hard hand massage as you did from Frank, and it was kind of stimulating. I think you're making up the rest just because you don't want to get in shape. Olga is right, you are a pussy. Fine, I'll go alone next week and you can move into the spare bedroom."
"OK, OK, I'll go with you."
The following week she decided to wear her silk panties, so sheer they hid practically nothing. She was ready for her workout but what she looked forward to the most was the massage. After her workout when he asked her if she was ready for her massage she said, "That's the best part." The massage started out the same as last week only this time he asked her to turn over after massaging her neck, back and thighs. The hot oil on his hands made it feel really good when he massaged her shoulders. Next with fresh hot oil he massaged her stomach, her sides and her breasts. His massaging hands on her breasts made her nipples hard and her pussy wet. His thumbs would rub her nipples making them itch for more attention. With more hot oil he started on her thighs, this time often touching her panty covered pussy as he massaged her upper thighs. She tried to encourage him by jerking her hips each time his fingers brushed her pussy, but he didn't accept the invitation. Next he moved down to her feet and massaged them. That felt good too but after being teased she wanted his hands back where they were before. She could tell it was not only her that was aroused because she could see his bulge through his soft workout pants; so what was he waiting for? "See you next week at the same time."
When they got home, she was still agitated at Billie and she wasn't sure why; until she realized she wanted to get fucked, but not by Billie. "So how did it go today Billie?"
"That woman is a sadist. She had me lay on my back and she poured scalding hot oil on me, and then she rubbed it into my sensitive skin. When she massaged my lower body she would yank my cock and squeeze my balls. A couple times I cried out because it was so painful."
"You are soo wimpy. Frank did the same to me and I didn't complain. So are you going back with me next week or moving to the spare bedroom?"