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I had gone to the gym at my normal time the next two days hoping to see my gym crushes but left disappointed as they hadn’t been there. Monday, I had foolishly put on plenty of make-up and even did my hair, simply to walk on a treadmill for over an hour waiting for any of them to arrive. Tuesday, I had worn a zippered sports bra one size too small and a pair of leggings. The goal of the boob overflow was to obtain attention, but from a particular party and not the fifty-something-year-old dad walking on the treadmill next to mine.

Today, I met Emily at the gym. I was convinced the boys were avoiding us, so I wore a baggy tee-shirt and a pair of loosely fitting mesh shorts. It was comfortable. Perfect for walking on the treadmill at an incredibly slow pace for an hour and a half, building up a bit of a sweat, and calling it exercise.

About fifteen minutes in I finally asked Emily about Sunday night.

“So… what was going on with you Sunday?” I asked.

“I wanted to leave,” Emily answered without further explanation.

“I noticed that, but why?”

“I just did.”

“Why? We weren’t even there for an hour.”

“Yet you already had his dick in your mouth!” Emily said in a tone slightly too loud which elicited a look from a woman walking past our treadmills.

“Stop deflecting!” I whispered angrily.

“They’re here,” Emily whispered back.

I turned to my right and sure enough, the three gym crushes had arrived and were walking our way. I picked up the pace on my treadmill and tried to play it cool.

“Hey ladies,” Adam smiled as he walked by.

“Hi Emily,” Mike said while following Adam over to the free weight area of the gym.

Instead of joining Adam and Mike, Dave began walking on the treadmill next to mine.

“Since when do you use the treadmills?” I asked Dave.

“Since always. How else would I warm up?” Dave responded with a sly smile.

“I’ve never seen you over here.”

“Do you watch me every time we’re both here?”

The answer was yes, and I knew he wanted to hear that, but I didn’t want to give him the pleasure.

“No. Of course not,” I lied.

Emily let out a snicker which exposed she was eavesdropping on my conversation. I turned and shot her a dirty look before returning to the conversation with Dave.

“Do you watch me every time you’re here?” I asked.

“No. I didn’t know you belonged to this gym until you told me you recognized me from here when you were working Sunday,” Dave answered.

That was not the answer I was hoping for. I had made many efforts to go to the free weight section in order to solicit a glance from Dave and his friends. Now Dave disclosed those efforts had been futile. The combination of exercise and embarrassment led to sweat exuding from my skin. I could only hope Dave didn’t notice my face was red with embarrassment and not physical exertion.

“I’m going to wrap this workout up and go home. I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone,” snarked Emily, further adding to my embarrassment, before walking to the locker room.

“Did you ever find out what was going on with her the other night?” Dave asked.

“No. I was prying a few minutes ago but then you showed up,” I emphasized with a head tilt.

“Sorry,” Dave laughed.

“You couldn’t have known.”

“It would have been fun to spend more time together, but I understand why you had to leave. I mean, it was fun anyway, but…”

“I don’t normally do that by the way.”

“Don’t normally do what?”

Dave was really gonna make me say it.

“Blow jobs. On the first date. In the kitchen. With my friend interrupting.”

“Oh? That was a first date?”

“You know what I mean.”

“If the first date is my kitchen, where is the second date? My car?” Dave continued with a laugh.

“If you’re lucky,” I retorted, knowing joking back was my only recourse.

“It was hot, no?” Dave asked, refusing to let the conversation die.

“Something just got into me,” I sighed bashfully.

“The connection was intense, right?”

“Yeah, it was,” I admitted.

“The spontaneity. The risk of getting caught by the people in the other room.”

“We did get caught by the person in the other room.”

“You know what I mean.”

If I was being honest, risks had at all times been a turn on and the night in Dave’s kitchen had been no different. Two adults attracted to each other. One thing leading to another. Dave was hot. I had nothing to be ashamed of.

“Okay. Yeah. It was hot.”

“So, let’s do it again.”

“Okay. Drinks somewhere?”

“I was thinking now. My car. I’ve got an Expedition”

“Dave…”

“Risk and spontaneity part two.”

“Seriously? I’m a sweaty mess.”

“I’m a gym rat. You think sweat bothers me?”

“Dave…”

Dave hit the stop button on his treadmill which came to a halt.

“Some other time then,” Dave said bluntly while stepping off the treadmill.

“Dave…wait…”

Dave stopped as I brought my treadmill to a stop.

“Okay,” I conceded.

“Follow me,” Dave said as he walked quickly toward the exit of the gym.

I did follow him. My body just followed him. Followed him out of the door and into the parking lot. We each stood there looking around for any people, and upon seeing none, Dave opened up the back door to his black Expedition and I climbed inside. Dave followed me into the backseat, shut the door behind him, and pressed his lips on mine. The kiss was as good as I recalled and it all but made me forget my disheveled state.

Dave’s hand immediately reached between my legs, and I let it run over my shorts for a few seconds before moving his hand away.

“What’s wrong?” Dave asked.

“It’s still…”

“Still?” Dave questioned.

The truth was my period had just ended and as much as I wanted to have sex with Dave, I was also enjoying this game of keep-away.

“Another blow job?” Dave said with a raise of his eyebrows.

I nodded yes despite wanting to keep kissing. I realized we were in the back of a car and didn’t have time for extended play.

Dave wiggled out of his shorts exposing a rapidly hardening dick. My mouth wasted no time dropping down to meet it. I knew how to make men cum quick with my mouth and Dave was about to learn exactly how quick. My lips and tongue furiously gripped and licked every part of his dick. The tip, then all the way down the shaft. It was a playful and slutty technique I had perfected over the years. My mouth had generated plenty of spit which echoed with a slurping sound as my lips massaged his cock and my tongue danced along the skin on the bottom part of his shaft. My head bobbed and bobbed and bobbed until I saw Dave’s thighs tense us. At that point I took his dick fully into my mouth, pressing my nose against his stomach and holding it there as he unloaded his cum into my mouth.

With a few gulps, spontaneous rendezvous part two was complete.

I looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror to make sure no remnants of Dave’s cum had seeped out of my mouth. I was sweaty and couldn’t find out why any man, let alone one as good-looking as Dave, would want anything to do with me sexually in this state. I desperately wished I had some makeup to cover my insecurity.

Dave finished pulling his shorts back up and climbed out of the car, holding the door open for me to follow.

“Same time tomorrow?” Dave joked.

“Probably not,” I answered with an embarrassed smile.

“No? That wasn’t fun?”

“It was. I was just hoping for something a little more…normal.”

“Normal is boring,” Dave laughed.

“Sometimes boring is good.”

“Boring is never good Kelly,” Dave said, now serious.

“What are your plans on Saturday?” Dave asked.

“I work all night,” I replied in a disappointed tone. Dave finally seemed on the verge of asking me to do something other than putting my mouth on his dick, yet work got in the way again.

“What about Sunday?”

“I work during the day but I’m free at night.”

“Take down my number and hit me up when you get off work. Maybe we can get together.”

I put Dave’s telephone number into my phone and we walked back toward the gym entrance.

Dave stopped about ten feet from the door and I instinctively followed suit.

“Will it still be that time of the month on Sunday?” Dave said in a hushed tone.

“No,” I whispered back knowing exactly why he was asking.

“Good,” Dave smiled and walked back into the gym.

NSFW: yes

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