Chance Encounter at the Gym

It was a Thursday morning. Early. The Florida panhandle thunderstorm was dying down but it was still rainy and ugly. No one much on the road. I was headed to the local small town gym to workout. It normally wasn't open early but I had a key, being friends with the manager.

As I pulled into the parking lot I saw another car there. The gym was a metal building, half workout floor and half exercise/dance classroom, divided by a wall. The car was on the classroom side. It was still an hour before opening time. I wondered who was there.

I let myself in the back door and started through the small office/storage area toward the weight room. I heard someone, a woman call out. "Hello? Who's there?" The voice sounded distressed. That put me a little on alert.

Rather than answer right away, I quietly made my way toward the voice. There were changing rooms and bathrooms behind the classroom, accessible from the office. I went to the open door.

"Hello?" The voice called again, a little louder but still distressed. I looked in the room. A light was on in the large women's bathroom. I padded across the common area and looked in.

What I saw was a beautiful lavender coloured ass poking up at me from the open shower floor. From behind it, a voice spoke. "Who's there? I can hear you!"

The woman was crouch-standing in the open shower, bent over, with that lovely ass in the air. Her head was down and she was trying to look at me from between her legs. I saw that she had a hand in the shower drain. She wore lavender workout tights and a blue sweatshirt. Her long red hair fell out of a tan ball cap in a ponytail. I was awestruck.

"Are you going to answer me? Who are you?" The woman's voice brought me back to reality.

"Uh, I'm sorry, yes. I'm here to work out. Uh, are you stuck...or...something?"

The woman immediately answered, talking fast "Yes, I am! My finger is stuck in the shower drain! I was about to take a shower and when I went to turn on the water my ring fell in the drain and when I tried to get it my finger got stuck and I can't get it out and it's getting swollen now from pulling on it and I've been stooped over here for 15 minutes..."

"Are you hurt or bleeding?" I interrupted, walking closer.

"No, I'm ok, just stuck. Can you help? Please?" The tone was one third beseeching, one third demanding, one third afraid.

I went forward and bent down to look. As I did I noticed the woman had a sheen of sweat, probably from working out, And her hair fell across her shoulder from the ponytail. I recognized her too. I had seen her at classes here before. As a matter of fact, we had an altercation once concerning parking. She felt I cut her off and got pretty mean. I hadn't been a real grownup myself about the matter and ever since we had given each other dirty looks when we saw each other. The word in my head when I saw her was "bitch". Well, actually it was "beautiful bitch". I had also heard from my manager buddy she was a high maintenance customer. She had even gotten me in some small trouble with the owner over the parking incident.

She looked at me also, warily. "You don't work here. Why are you here so early? How did you get in?" she asked.

I explained I was just a friend of the manager and her eyes narrowed. She obviously remembered me and didn't like that it was I who found her. She didn't answer. I returned my attention to the drain and her hand. I gently explored her other fingers. "Anything hurt?" I asked again.

"No," she said. "I'm not hurt. Just mad. What am I going to do?"

I stood up. "Let me get something for a lubricant." I rummaged under the sink and found nothing I would trust on sensitive skin. I saw her bag on the counter "Do you have any lotion?" I asked. She didn't answer.

I asked again, thinking she didn't hear me. "Do you have any lotion or something we can use to lubricate your finger?"

"Yes." She said finally, snapping. "Bring my bag here, would you." I did as I was asked, thinking maybe she was worried I was going to rob her or something. I figured I would calm any fears she had by bringing it up.

"Don't worry," I said, lightly " I wouldn't go thru your purse." then, looking at that ass up in the air, the string underwear under the skin tight tights. "I almost never rob women I find trapped alone with their butt in the air. Nope. I don't rob them..."

That brought an exasperated ironic laugh. "Of course you don't. And I'm your favorite person aren't I?" She stopped, possibly thinking that pissing off the one person that could help you wasn't a good idea. "It's just that I hoped I had something other than....this." she handed me with her free hand, a small bottle of the KY sex lube so popular. " Hurry up. let's try this....hurry up!" She snapped weakly.

Feeling kind of humorous and losing my pity for her I answered quickly "Don't you think we should get your hand free first?" then I smiled big. She gave me a beautiful dirty look. No return smile, big or otherwise.

"Don't get any bright ideas.." She said. "I'm sure someone else will be here any minute if you don't think you can handle it."

I continued my mean and lascivious line of response. "Handle what? Are we talking about getting you unstuck or something else? I mean, you aren't in a position to...well, to do much at all. I on the other hand am in a position to do several things."

She looked at me at that, across her shoulder, her head raised to see me under her ball cap. "You watch your mouth, mister!" She spat. "If you don't want to help me then call someone that will but don't you dare think I'm going to let you do anything to me!"

"Calm down!" I spat back. "I was just joking. What makes you think I would want to? You think you're all that great?"

"You're what makes me think you want to! Don't think I don't see you ogling me all the time when I'm in class. You stare at me like a 12 year old! That's probably why you almost hit my car in the parking lot!"

I had forgotten that there had been more to it than just a parking space dispute. My jeep had almost hit her SUV. And yes, I was staring at her when it happened. Ok, so I found her attractive...

"Ok, so I find you attractive. That doesn't mean I want you. Let's just get your hand unstuck...." I reached for the KY lube in her hand but she was mad now and pulled it away so that I went off balance and fell against her, my groin into her hip. At the same time, my hand reached for hers and I ended up with a handful of sweatshirt...and breasts. I was afraid she would scream or something but instead, she spit out a mean laugh "Oh, so you don't want me? Is that your move, fall on top of me and hope something sticks?"

But at the same time she said this I swear I felt her pivot her hips and push her ass into me. I was momentarily shocked.

Part of me wasn't shocked though. Immediately my cock began to grow and I felt myself push back against her. She continued to push at me and she looked up at me. I swear, her face, looking up over her shoulder, under that ball cap, with a sheen of perspiration on her cheek, was the sexiest a face could be. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open. Her nostrils were flared. Then, her eyes locked on me, and she ground her hips across my cock just a bit.

Then something really surprising happened. "You think you're going to take advantage of me? You're going to molest me when I am helpless?" She asked. This was not what I expected. I could tell from her face and from her body movements she was aroused. Her words were incongruous.

I pulled back slightly. "No." I said flatly, "I wouldn't molest you-"

"Yes, you would." She interrupted, staring straight into my eyes. Her voice was firm. "You could do anything you wanted to me right now. And I couldn't stop you..."

I stood there, semi-hard, staring into her eyes for what seemed a long time. My mind was racing. Was this a trap? Was she even really stuck? I didn't know what to think. And so I guess I quit thinking. I pushed forward.

She dropped her head then and I heard her sigh. I boldly shifted around so that I was directly behind her, never taking pressure off her ass with my crotch.

So there we were. She was crouching there, halfway in the shower, resting on her hands, with her ass up in the air and nothing on but tights and sweatshirt. I was behind her, in the dog-fuck position in a t-shirt and pair of shorts that were quickly getting too small for me. She went on talking.

"I'm trapped here, helpless to... stop you and your pushing on me,.... grinding yourself.... into me." She was speaking in short groups of words. But she was more narrating than complaining. I put both my hands on her beautiful ass and began a rhythmic grinding. She matched me. My hands began to roam on her ass and I pulled my body back to trace both thumbs down her crack. My fingertips traced the top of her tights and I began to pull them down.

"Tear them." She said, quietly. I looked over her shoulder. She had her head up to the right again. Sweat was on her upper lip. "Tear them." She said again.

But I wasn't ready to follow all commands right away. I had my own ideas. I dropped to my knees behind her, my hands still splayed out across her ass. This brought my face right to the level of her ass. Now I could smell her. The smell of light perspiration and fabric softener and the smell of a woman. My hands ran down her ass and down each leg, slow and heavy, pulling on the muscles thru the light tight material. I stopped about mid thigh and moved my face toward her. My nose nuzzled the crack of her ass. I felt the rough lump of her thong panties under the tights and breathed in. Now I could really smell her. The smell of a woman, that wonderful rich smell that needed no explanation. The smell of sex.

As I rubbed my face roughly up and down following the crack of her ass I felt her shudder throughout her body. I moved my face down to where the thong material spread as it surrounded her pussy lips. There was moisture! She was wet! I bit into the material. And heard a moan.

The smell of this woman was in my nostrils, her taste was hinted at as I bit lightly thru the tights and the thong panties. She continued to push back against my face, trembling noticeably. I wondered if it was from her uncomfortable stance or something more...

"Tear them!" She said again. I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to get at her. I straightened up and, taking her tights in both hands at the waistband I did tear them. I ripped them down over her ass, exposing her bare ass and those dark blue thong panties. I could see them slice down her ass crack, covering her asshole and then bulging out as they hammocked her swollen wet pussy lips. I dived back in immediately, taking that bulge in my mouth. I could smell and taste her even stronger now, and I arched my head to take her thong, encased pussy in my mouth like some horny sex crazed bear. I bit down and sucked in at the same time. I heard a groan.

"Take me." she croaked out. She was so ready. And that made me want to slow down. I wanted her to want it as bad as she could before I finally gave it to her. As I sucked on her pussy thru the thong panties my hands reached back up and began pulling her panties down. I rolled them down as far as I could till I had to take my mouth off her to roll them down farther.

Suddenly she began to move, to sink to the floor. I know she was tired from her squatting stance and she slowly lowered herself. I supported her till she was on her knees, still her ass in the air. I straightened up and looked at her. Her head was still down and she was heaving with breath and exertion and desire. Her ass was now against my stomach.

I leaned back and looked down. She had a beautiful neatly shaved pussy bulging out between her legs and the prettiest little asshole. The rolled down panties kept her legs together, almost like being tied. I liked that.

I raised my hand to her pussy and began to run my splayed fingers up and down her pussy-ass line. She cooed each time I did it. My fingers were wetted from her juice and I pushed forward a little more each time till my fingers were going into her up to the first knuckle with each pass upward and spreading her juice up her crack. Up and back down, up and back down. Growing wetter and wetter. Her smell is stronger and stronger. My heart beating harder and harder.

Finally, I paused on an upward stroke and pushed my first two fingers into her up to the second knuckle. My left hand moved to the top of her ass to brace against her back and I began to finger fuck her slowly.

We fell into a stiff jerking pace as she pushed against my finger when it went into her. With my other hand, I held on tight to her ass to get a good push. I was fucking her hard. The thumb of my free hand rested along her ass crack, right at her cute little asshole and I began to push in on it on each upstroke. I leaned over and spit into her asshole and massaged my saliva in with my thumb.

We fell into a rhythm. My two fingers plunging into her their full length, my thumb pushing into her asshole and he pushed back with a slight churn of her ass all at the same time. The only sound was that of our heavy breathing. Then her breathing changed and she began to quiver. There was a gush of new wetness from her pussy that caused a sloshing sound as my fingers pulled out and I realized she was cumming. I had literally a handful of her sweet juice. Instinctively I added the other two fingers and with the extra lubrication, my entire hand slid into her on the upstroke. My thumb pressed harder into her ass.

She arched her back and continued her orgasm. I fucked her furiously with my hand, my entire thumb now in her ass. Then, as her back settled back down and her spasms died down I slowed my hand movements to match her pace. Then I pulled my hand and thumb out and brought my hand to my mouth, rubbing the fingers with their thick wetness on my lips. God, it tasted so good.

I slid to her right side and when she felt me move she looked up and looked at me. The cap was still on her head but skewed and her hair was wet with sweat. I pulled the hat off her head and dropped it then I stuck my hand to her mouth, sticking my fingers in her mouth before she knew what I was doing. There was a second of rejection, then she began to suck my fingers greedily. I was on her side now, on my knees, and my other hand still holding her ass. I let it roam down to that soaking wet and now relaxed pussy and lightly fingered it with only my fingertips.

I kneeled there a second, watching her lick and suck my fingers, her eyes closed, and then out of nowhere I said "We're not through". Her eyes shot open as I scooted in front of her.

She had no choice but to keep her free hand on the ground. Otherwise, she would fall over. That was fine. I didn't want her to use her hands for what was about to happen.

I pulled my shorts down and my wet-headed dick shot up. She strained her head toward it but I pulled back. I was in charge of this. I took my cock in my hand and guided it to her face, but not her open mouth. I rubbed it on her cheek instead. My pre-cum smeared across her face. At the same time, I reached up and grabbed that ponytail with my left hand. I guided her head around by moving her ponytail this way and that. She looked up and me. She was waiting for what was next.

"Open," I said simply and her jaw dropped as if on cue. I thrust my cock in her mouth fast, surprising her and she gagged just a bit. I pulled back out just as fast and held it right at her lips. She recovered and then sucked at it hungrily. I let her do that a bit, still holding my cock, and then letting go, I pulled her toward me with my ponytail hand. Her eyes went wide again but she didn't gag as I pulled back and pushed in repeatedly. She understood. She wasn't just going to suck my dick. I was going to fuck her face.

I kept my body as still as I could, using her ponytail as the guide for all movement. I pushed her into me till her mouth took in my whole cock, then pulled back till my dick was totally out of her mouth. She kept her mouth open, making a smacking sound every time I pulled out of her mouth. Then I would plunge her back onto it.

"Keep your eyes open and look in my eyes," I said, a little too loud. But she did it and there was a look of gratitude in her eyes. This is what she wanted, as much as I did.

What followed was the most aggressive face fucking that you could think of. I was ramming her head onto my dick. The sounds, the smacking, and the occasional gag made my head swim. She never took her eyes off me. Tears and pre-cum mixed on her cheeks. It didn't take long and I was coming into her mouth. She swallowed it all. I slowed to an almost stop and she took over, sucking me hard, as if she was going to suck not just my cum but every ounce of moisture in my body. Then she opened her mouth and let saliva and come spill back out onto my dick, then she slurped it up again. We continued this way for a few more minutes till we were almost still, my dick totally in her mouth and her sucking on it lightly like a little sleeping infant. That is when I noticed that both her hands were on either side of my knees. Somewhere in there, her hand had come free. Or....was it ever even stuck?