"Come on, Anna, you can do it," I reassured her as she hung several feet in the air from a pull-up bar, her long red hair in its usual ponytail. I had yet to see her hair down. She had a look of apprehension on her beautiful face.
It was later in the day, on a Saturday, and Anna and I had the whole gym to ourselves. 80's music played over the speaker system. The song playing at that moment had to do with learning to fly, and it could not have been more appropriate to the situation.
This was our last personal training session together. Twelve weeks had passed since she had first started working with me, and we had been focusing on her upper body strength. Her goal was to do a pull-up for the first time ever.
As I stood beneath her, I took in every curve of her lithe body. I loved the way her narrow waist gave way to sensual hips and a tight, round arse. She was on the slim side, but had curves in all the right places, and she had muscle. Her spandex shorts showed off her thigh muscles, and her cropped sports top revealed a toned belly and just the right amount of cleavage. I wanted to suck and bite those C-cup breasts so badly, and I wanted to slap, paddle, and ultimately rape, that arse. I also wanted to rip that elastic band right out of her hair, letting it flow down in all its stunning red glory, so I could run my hands through it and pull it until she gasped in pain and surprise. But first? I had to finish our training session.
"Ok," She sighed. Then she hesitantly began to pull her body upwards into a pull-up position. Her palms were facing away from her, and her arms shook with the effort. Inch by agonizing inch, she lifted herself up. Her chin just barely cleared that bar, but it didn't matter. She smiled triumphantly as she dropped her tired arms back to the starting position, letting herself hang once again. She had done her first pull-up, and I was there to see it. I was very proud of her.
"Brilliant!" I exclaimed with a smile, and I began clapping. "Congratulations, Anna! I knew you could do it! Doesn't it feel wonderful to accomplish that?" I asked sincerely.
"Yes! It would also feel wonderful to come down from this bar!" She quipped with a chuckle.
I laughed, and held my arms up so I could catch her. "Just let go, and I will catch you," I said.
Anna reluctantly let go of the bar and dropped several feet down, and true to my word, I caught her. I loosened my grip and let her slide down the remaining six inches to the floor. The sensation of her body sliding against mine sent tingles down my spine. I felt the beginning of an erection forming. I wanted to fuck the hell out of her so badly.
"Good job," I said in a soft voice, gazing at her adoringly. She had such beautiful blue eyes.
She blushed. "Thank you," she replied with a shy smile.
My hands remained on her body, positioned slightly higher than they were when I caught her, so I very slowly moved my hands down to her waist. My head was slightly bowed downward towards her face, as hers was tilted upward towards mine. Our eyes locked. There were mere inches of space between our lips and I could feel her breath on my face, and I'm sure she could feel mine. The electricity between us was incredible. She trembled, not sure what to do next.
At that moment, the song on the speaker system changed. Earlier in the week, I had taken the time to customize the playlist to include as many sexy sounding tunes as possible, with the idea that the music would arouse Anna, and put her in the mood to do things she hadn't done in years...or ever. It was eerie how well the music matched the mood change. This particular tune was darker and slower in tempo than the last one, more sensual. It was in a minor key, and had an impressive drum solo towards the end. You could feel it coming...
Please kiss me, I thought to myself. I closed my eyes, staying perfectly still, my hands still on her waist. I was determined to let her make the first move, which was a first for me. Time seemed to stand still.
Please, Anna, please, just kiss me.
Her lips were so soft, and her touch so light, that it took a few seconds to register that she was actually kissing me. Her lips tasted sweet and salty at the same time. The scent of her body was a mixture of musk and lavender, and it was an intoxicating combination. Her kiss felt like a cross between a gentle breeze and an electrical shock, and my body trembled with pleasure.
The moment was over within seconds, and I opened my eyes slowly, once again meeting her gaze. She smiled coyly, appearing both embarrassed and relieved by what she once did. She still seemed a bit nervous. I couldn't help wondering if she had thought a lightning bolt was going to come out of the sky and strike us, or if I was going to magically transform into a frog. The girl was the cautious sort, a perfect match for an adventurous bloke like me.
As it turned out, the initial experience emboldened her, because she kissed me again. This time, her lips lingered, and her mouth opened some more. Our tongues touched for the first time.
Fireworks went off in the theater of my mind, and I began to breathe more heavily. Her breathing quickened as well. My member grew hard. That was the moment I knew I didn't have the patience to drive her the short distance to my house to fuck the living daylights out of her. It was going to happen right then and there, at the gym.
I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist, bringing our bodies closer. She put her arms around my neck. I began kissing her more aggressively, my lips pressing hard against hers as I explored her mouth with my tongue.
After a few more moments, I positioned my face in such a way that made it harder for her to breathe through her nose. I felt her body stiffen, and watched her expression through my half-closed eyes, noticing HER eyes open wider as they darted around the gym. Her pulse quickened, as did whatever breathing I allowed her to do. When she tried to turn her head, I would mirror her movements. I was literally taking her breath away, weakening her defenses, waiting patiently for her to stop resisting and surrender to my increasingly bold advances. My grip around her waist tightened even more. I was nearly crushing her.
She moaned, with what was most likely equal parts pleasure and fear. I continued to kiss her deeply, opening my mouth even wider and occasionally biting her lips and sucking her tongue, using my teeth as I did so. Still holding her in a vise-like grip with my right arm, I used my left to grab her hair, helping myself to a fistful of her gorgeous mane, pulling slightly. Locating the elastic band, I gently pulled it free from her hair. Her locks were so luxurious when they weren't pulled back so severely. Her stunning auburn tresses cascaded down to her waist. I briefly separated my lips from hers to admire the view.
"Mmmm...beautiful..." I whispered into her ear before I resumed kissing her.
