Hannah pulled into the gym parking lot, reading the clock in her car. It was 11:00 p.m., and her gym was open until midnight. This was far from her usual workout time, as she tried to work out after classes in the evening. She was attending the local university, hoping to one day become a physical therapist. Today, she was distracted from her routine due to going on a date with her boyfriend Steven to celebrate her 19
th
birthday from last week. Hannah was head over heels for her boyfriend, having met him during orientation day at the university. She hoped that he would be the one for her, and she would be for him. Feeling happiness flood her body from remembering the date that had wrapped up only half an hour ago, Hannah grabbed her workout bag, and stepped out of the car with a smile and made her way inside.
Hannah saw in the parking lot that there were only two cars outside, and saw only two people inside. She made her way to the receptionist, a skinny nerd-looking guy, named Kevin. She first started seeing him here a month ago, but he was always there for the evening shift, usually heading out by the same time her workout was over. She tried to be friendly to everyone she met, but Kevin always struggled to talk to her. He would flush with red, stammer his words, and keep the talking short. She pulled out her card to scan in, and called for his attention.
"Whatcha doing here this late Kevin," she asked with a smile.
"I just, uh, am sav- saving up."
She watched his face flush with red as he struggled to string a sentence together.
"Oh cool! Well I hope you get the hours you need. See you in a bit."
Hannah walked away towards the gym floor, checking herself out in the mirror as she walked by. She was in a tight white sports bra, with a pair of matching white running shorts. Her stomach was toned as she had been working on her abs lately, and her ass was big enough to show off her dedication to exercise. She ran track in high school and had actually managed to land a scholarship at her college to run for their team. She realized she forgot to throw her brown hair into a ponytail, and quickly did so. She checked out her chest, feeling somewhat insecure about her tits' size. While they were a nice B-cup, Hannah couldn't help but feel like they might not be big enough for Steven to like. Whatever, she thought, Steven was not a superficial guy. He routinely told her how beautiful of a person she was, both physically and personality-wise.
She was not the only one who was looking at her however, as she spotted the other patron by the bench press eyeing her in the mirror. She shifted her gaze, as she was not a fan of conflict, hoping the man would stop looking at her eventually. She made her way to the knee raise machine, which was still in view of the mirror. Hannah had put her ear buds in, turning on her usual workout playlist. As she performed her reps, she would spot the strange man occasionally throwing a glance her way. She was no stranger to people looking her way, as she knew she was a very pretty girl. She was not used to constant ogling however, and as she wrapped up the last set, she was uncomfortable as the man made his way over to her. Despite not wanting to talk to him, she felt it would be too rude to do so, and pulled out an ear bud.
"Hey there, I'm Adam." He stuck his hand out as he introduced himself.
Hannah saw his size while looking at him in the mirror, but he was much larger once he was close. She was only a measly 5' 8", and she was looking up at Adam, guessing he was easily over 6'. Hannah was also a little over 110 lbs., and figured he must have been around 200 lbs., and his body was mostly muscle.
"Hi, I'm Hannah," she said as she stuck her hand out to shake his, a fake smile on her face. She noticed how tight his grip was before they dropped it.
"I saw you as you came in, and I'll be honest, I think you're fucking hot."
Hannah was taken aback by how blunt the man was.
"Oh. Um, thanks, but I have a boyfriend already."
"I don't see him here, unless you mean that dork at the desk." He had a smile on his face that was off putting to Hannah.
"No it's not him, but my boyfriend is very nice and caring."
"Does he look like this though?" Adam lifted his arms and curled his arms at the elbow to flex his biceps.
Hannah did not answer the man, determining that he was not worth a conversation anymore. She faked a smile as she looked at him, and placed the ear bud back in her ear. Before she could turn the music back on, she heard him utter "bitch" under his breath as he walked away. Hoping that was it, she continued on to the cardio area, and pulled her new pair of jump ropes out of her bag. She still had the old pair in there, forgetting that she was supposed to throw them out. She began her jump rope session, and she was focusing on her reflection. She could feel her tits bouncing against her chest as she jumped, feeling the sweat begin to coat her skin. Hannah continued jumping rope for a few minutes before coming to a stop. Again, she spotted the rude man named Adam looking at her in the mirror. Bothered, she thought about how she wasn't even halfway through her workout. She decided that she would do one more exercise, and never return to the gym at that time. Adam was still staring at her as she put away the jump ropes and grabbed her bag, heading towards the treadmill.
Hannah stepped onto the treadmill, noticing Kevin had left the front desk and began cleaning some of the equipment around the gym. He had put earbuds in, most likely oblivious to her or the other man. She set the treadmill to a high speed, making her jog at a quick pace. This would be her final workout for the night before she headed to the locker room to shower and change. She ran for a few minutes before Adam came back over to her. This time, he took a spot at the shoulder press machine that was in front of the treadmill Hannah was on, and began placing weights on it. He took a seat, starting his set while staring at Hannah's chest. The sweat forming on her body was glistening off of her tits, and was enjoying the bouncing of her breasts as she ran. While Hannah tried her best to ignore him, looking elsewhere in the gym or staring ahead at the wall, she couldn't take it the ogling anymore. She slowed the machine down until it came to a stop, quickly stepping off and grabbing her bag as she briskly walked to the locker room. She could only imagine that he was staring at her ass as she entered the room, finally feeling a sense of relief.
Hannah set her bag down on the bench outside the shower section of the locker room, and she began to strip naked. She hooked her fingers into the sides of her shorts, pulling both them and her black panties down her legs at the same time. Once she shimmied them off and set them in her bag, she lifted her sports bra up and over her head, letting her tits finally hang free. After placing them in the bag, she eyed herself in the mirror in the bathroom. Her pink nipples provided a great contrast to her white skin, and she looked towards her abs, seeing some of her work pay off as there was a slight tone to them. She turned sideways, seeing how her ass was a nice bump in her slim figure. Hannah went into the showers, setting the water to a nice hot temperature. She rubbed the water over her body, making sure she got in her arm pits and the inside of her thighs to get the sweat off. She lightly scrubbed her breasts with her hands, lifting them to get the underside of them. While normally, she would have brought in her body wash and shampoo, Adam made her want to leave sooner. She rubbed water over her ass, reaching underneath to get the sweat out of those crevices. Once she was satisfied, she turned the water off, grabbing her towel to dry herself off.
Hannah wrapped the towel around her torso, covering her breasts and barely extending down enough to cover her ass. She walked back to the benches, confused at what she saw. Her sports bra and shorts were spread out on the bench, but her bag was missing. She walked to the bench, noticing that her panties were not there with the rest of her clothes. While the thought of Adam sneaking in to steal her clothes crossed her mind, she was interrupted by a hand wrapping around her body while what felt like fabric was stuffed into her mouth, a hand clamped over to secure it.
"Miss me?"
Hannah tried to squirm free, not being successful as Adam's strength in just his arms was more than her body could muster. Adam had placed his arms over hers, clinging tightly to her body. She was breathing hard, yet her sounds were muffled due to whatever was placed in her mouth.
"Come on Hannah. Let's see what you've got."
Adam moved his hand off her mouth to undo her towel from the front, letting it drop to the ground once he loosened it. He moved that same hand over her breast, squeezing it repeatedly. Hannah could feel his cock through his shorts pressing against her, knowing he was erect.
