Obviously, this is the second part in this series, and it is recommended that you read the first part first. I was originally going have this just be a one part story, but then it grew to two parts, and now it's looking like it might be three or four. I hope you enjoy, and comments would be appreciated.
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"So far the therapy is going well. Anyone more experienced with these kinds of things would have instantly seen through any of my setups. But Sean is too innocent to realize what is happening to him. At least for now he is, we'll see how he grows after today. The hand job was a dangerous play so early in the game, but I counted on him being so high strung by that point, that he wouldn't be thinking clearly. And I was right. Every other part from this point on will stretch him just a little more. The idea is that every time he cums, it will be a little easier for him to give himself over just a little more. Each time building on the previous. What I wouldn't give to be able to actually read his mind right now though."
-Dr. Jane Stuart Ph.D/Psy.D
I was still in a daze as I walked over to the squat rack. I did five squats with just the bar to warm up. It was a good thing it was simply a warm up set too. By the time I re-racked the bar, what I had just done finally hit me. My legs went limp and I had to catch myself on the rack. My breathing became quick and labored. What had I done?
Before today, I had not even seen a porn, let alone had any kind of actual sexual contact with a woman. And what about my standards. My eyes began to water at this thought. I cannot start crying in the middle of the gym.
I turned and faced the wall to keep anyone from seeing me tear up, just to see myself in the full length mirror in front of the squat racks. I started breathing deeply, tilted my head back, and blinking my tears away. I started going through my workout routine in my mind to distract myself. I can figure this out later when I'm on my own.
I shook my legs out and added 10 pounds per side. Not much, just another step up in my warm up. It also gave me a chance to feel out my legs and make sure they weren't wobbly anymore. They were good. I stepped the weight up again to a 45 plate on each side. My lifting weight.
I did five reps, racked the weight, and stepped out of the rack. I was feeling good. Honestly, I've never felt this good squatting this much weight. I wonder why? The image of myself cumming all over Anna flashed in my mind and I shook my head to clear it. Extra Testosterone maybe?
I stepped up and did another five reps. Then stepped back and almost bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said as I was turning around to face whoever it was. Whoever it was turned out to be a gorgeous blonde. Her hair reached to her mid back and was tied into a french braid. Imagine the blonde girl from frozen. Anna? Was that her name? The name Anna made my mind jump back to the yoga class again. This time my gym shorts tinted almost immediately.
I prayed this woman didn't look down, she did. She laid her left hand on my chest and said, "It's alright." She looked where she placed her hand, and then glanced down. There's no way she didn't see it, but she just looked back up at my eyes and smiled. "I know what it's like to be so focused on your next set that the rest of the world falls away."
Her eyes were the most amazing of blues. I couldn't breathe, let alone speak. I just smiled and did a curt little nod as she passed over to the rack next to mine. That was when I noticed the rest of her. She was wearing tight really short gym shorts and a sports bra that really accentuated her small breasts.
I noticed she saw me looking at her through the mirror as she did a few warm up squats, and I snapped my eyes forward again. Out of the corner of my eyes her butt looked amazing though. I had to get back to my workout.
I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. I then opened them and stepped under the bar. As I did my sets, I thought about asking her out, but then I thought against it. She must get asked out all the time at the gym. She's probably sick of guys approaching her. I finished my set and stepped out of the rack.
"You're pretty good at that." I heard the pretty blonde say.
I blushed and said, "Thanks, you have excellent form too."
"Thanks. I usually workout with a friend of mine, but she decided to have a lazy day. Oh well, more experience points for me." She instantly cringed.
I looked over at her a little puzzled at the statement. "I'm sorry, what was that?"
She shook her head and covered her face with her hand in embarrassment. "It's stupid, just forget about it."
"No, please, tell me."
"Promise you won't laugh?"
"If it's anything like what I'm guessing you mean, we might be into the same thing."
"OK, have you ever heard of Pen and Paper RPG's?"