"Come on man harder! Harder!"
My face contorted as I strained to lift the bar up one last time. Sweat poured down my face as I forced it gradually upwards. My mate John is grinning at me like a dick but I am pretty fucking happy. Benching 180kg had been the target for a month now ever since John had started pushing me harder. The guy was Army material, hulking great shoulders, rock hard abs and thighs like traffic bollards. The guy was 195cm and weighed over 100kg: a human tank.
"Look dude I gotta dash I'm meeting Sara for drinks"
"You still working on that? How long's it gonna take man?!"
"Just you wait and see dude, I'm a patient predator but when I pounce I'm deadly"
"Still yet to be seen. Clocks ticking"
"I'll see you later dude"
"Alright mate catch you tomorrow and remember don't do anything I wouldn't do"
He laughed as he left the now empty weights room. It was getting late: I'd been there for like three hours. I mopped my brow with a towel and headed for the showers.
Most of the lights had been switched off. The gym closed at 10pm and it was 9.30 now. The week before Christmas was always deserted and they usually just left the back exit open for members staying late. I heard brief laughter upstairs at reception so there was still someone there. I'd been shut in darkness in the gym before but it was an elaborate practical joke orchestrated by John. I ended up completely lost in the second floor cycle room. I didn't live that one down for quite some time.
As I walked toward the changing room I heard someone call out
"Excuse me is anyone there?"
The direction of the voice was coming from down the hall past the changing rooms. I jogged down past the cardiovascular area and turned into the Mind and Body studio where people did Yoga and Pilates. It was a dimly lit room with spotlights emitting beams of blue and green light onto the dark brown wooden floor. I saw her reflection in the mirror across the room before I clocked who had called out.
"Oh Hi Katie what's up?"
"Oh Hi Steven erm sorry if I startled you I just needed someone to help put the Swiss Balls away."
"Sure no problem."
"I hope I didn't interrupt your workout. I was practising for tomorrow, we have a showcase and well I wanted to rehearse the moves one more time but I accidentally knocked all of the Pilates balls off the stand and --"
She cut off. Man she was babbling. Katie was one of those excessively nervous people who you just end up being irritated by whilst feeling guilty for doing so. She must have been late forties but was in impressive shape. Petite but strong. She had red frizzy hair that was tied in an untidy bow, it resembled a bird's nest in all honesty but her face was cute, thin lips, button nose and sad tragic eyes. She was wearing a pea green top that showed off a plunging neckline whenever she bent over which was kind of odd considering she was so shy and repressed. She wore black tights and an ill-fitting red skirt underneath that again made her look a lot younger but seemed out of character. She had two kids with some posh loser who refused to marry her thinking he was the big man or something. A guy that drank too much beer and ate too much pizza but also would only watch French Cinema and talk fine wines. You'd never believe they were together: a chalk and cheese pairing if there ever was one.
I felt my black gym vest cling to me as I finished putting the Swiss balls back on their racks. I needed a shower and something to eat pronto.
"Is there anything else you need help with?"
"Er - - What - - Sorry?"
Wow she was jittery.
"Can I hep you with anything else?"
"Erm no it's fine -- it's"
She was trying to reach something on the top shelf in the cupboard. I walked over and leaned over her to help retrieve what turned out to be her phone.
"Got it"
She seemed startled by my presence jumping back slightly into my chest her petite little bum brushing my crotch.
"Thank you -- er -- I'm sorry"
She was blushing. Why I had no idea but it was kind of cute.
"Hey why don't you show me a bit of the showcase, you know it might be good to do it for an audience."
"You wouldn't mind?"
"No it's cool. Go for it. I'll be nice I promise"
Was I flirting? Whatever it was she was responding. In her own way of course. She probably never got any attention at home with that fat lump. I caught a little smile on her lips as she sat on a Swiss Ball with her legs outstretched. A classic Pilates pose. She was focussing so hard on not messing up that she hadn't realised as she was leaning back on the ball her breasts were threatening to fall out of her top. They were pretty big for a petite woman like Katie.
"Ooh"
Katie let out a cry of distress: she had bent over too far. I hurried over and helped her back on the centre of the ball.
"Thank you! I --"
She was breathless and blushing a dark shade of beetroot. I was standing over the ball with my legs apart and my hand placed tightly around her waist holding her upright. She stood up gingerly gripping onto my bicep. I touched her shoulder gently
"Are you ok Katie?"
She nodded but didn't move her hand from my bicep. Her head was bowed in embarrassment.
"You're going to be great tomorrow I wouldn't worry about it Katie"
She didn't respond. Instead she pressed her face into my chest and I felt my heart start to beat a little faster. Her body was tight against mine, her breasts pressing into my vest.
"Seriously it's going to be ok"
My words were barely a whisper now as I let my hand roll up and down her back. The room seemed to be a furnace, I felt droplets of sweat roll down the nape of my back and something was happening below. Katie was pressing so hard into me my rising member I couldn't breathe. I was suffocating and there was only one thing for it. I lowered my hand and stroked her cute bum, she moved a little but her grip on my arm tightened. I squeezed her bum reassuringly. I was getting harder by the second the anticipation was killing me. I started to move her skirt upwards and slipped my hand underneath pinching her bum.
"Oh! Steven I must go -- - I --"
Katie had extricated herself from my grip. She was flustered and one of the straps of her top had slipped off her shoulder revealing the soft curve of her left breast. She stumbled backwards suddenly with a gasp. I looked down at the bulge in my shorts and clocked.
"It's ok you know."
Katie was fixated on my shorts. I sidled over and took her hand placing it gently onto the bulge. My cock rose further. I squeezed her shoulder, she was shaking violently.
"Ssh. It's ok. You're beautiful. You have nothing to be frightened of here"
I sensed her calm a little. I lifted my vest over my head and threw it across the room. Her hands tentatively began to explore my six-pack her fingers cool and moist on my feverish skin. Her eyes followed every movement of her hands as they ravished my upper body. She seemed fascinated by my shoulders letting her fingers creep over each muscle. I pulled the right strap of her top down and let it fall resting on her breasts. Her hands quickly dropped from my shoulders to fold her arms over her chest. Her face was turning red once more.