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As soon as she stepped into the gym, Chelsea felt a rush of adrenaline unlike anything she’d felt before. She’d been working out for years, but this was different. Maybe it was the scorching July heat or the fact that she’d just broken up with her boyfriend of three years, but whatever it was, it made her feel alive.

Chelsea scanned the room, looking for an empty bench to begin her chest presses. But before she could get started, she noticed a tall, dark, and handsome man walking towards her. He had a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her.

“Hey, excuse me,” he said, his voice deep and smooth.

Chelsea turned around, slightly startled. “Uh, hi.”

“I noticed you were looking at the bench over there,” he pointed to the corner of the room. “But it’s actually broken. I’d be happy to spot you on one of the other benches if you’d like.”

Chelsea felt a thrill pulse through her veins. She’d never been approached like this before. She was used to being the one doing the approaching.

“Sure, thanks,” she said, trying to ignore the heat rising to her cheeks.

As she followed him to a nearby bench, Chelsea couldn’t help but notice his muscular arms bulging out of his tight white shirt. She’d all the time had a thing for guys with muscles, and this guy was no exception.

He helped her load the weights onto the bar and stood behind her, his hands gently resting on her shoulders.

“You got this,” he said, his voice low and encouraging.

Chelsea closed her eyes and began to push the bar up and down, feeling the weight of the world lift off her shoulders with each rep. With each push, the man behind her would whisper words of encouragement, spurring her on.

Before she knew it, she was finished with her set. She sat up, feeling like a million bucks.

“Thank you,” she said, turning to face him. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

He smiled back at her, his eyes sparkling. “I’m just glad I could help.”

They chatted for a few more minutes, exchanging workout tips and stories. Chelsea was surprised how easy it was to talk to him, how comfortable she felt around him.

As it got later, they began to stretch out and cool down. The man showed Chelsea some stretches she’d never tried before, and she marveled at how limber and flexible he was.

After a few minutes, he stood up. “Well, I should get going. Maybe I’ll see you around next time?”

Chelsea nodded, feeling a strange sense of disappointment. She wasn’t sure why, but she longed for something more with this man. Something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

As he walked away, Chelsea couldn’t help but watch him go, feeling a flush of desire burning in her core.

Over the next few weeks, Chelsea and the man saw each other at the gym more and more frequently. They’d nod and smile at each other from across the room, sharing little waves and tiny glimpses. Chelsea started to look forward to each visit to the gym, not just for the workout, but to see the man who’d spurned her on that hot July day.

One day, as she was stretching out, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around, expecting to see the man she’d been secretly lusting over for weeks.

But to her surprise, it was a different man. One whose eyes bore an intense longing she’d never experienced before.

“Excuse me,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything, but I just had to meet you. I’ve seen you around here before, and I’ve never been able to take my eyes off of you.”

Chelsea felt a bolt of electricity surge through her body. This man was practically a stranger, but he was making her feel things she’d never even felt with her ex.

“Hi,” she said, trying to hide the quaver in her voice. “I’m Chelsea.”

The man smiled back at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I’m Jordan. Mind if I join you for a workout?”

Chelsea nodded, feeling a rush of excitement and apprehension. She didn’t know why, but something about Jordan was making her feel wild and untamed.

As they began to workout side-by-side, Jordan showed her some new exercises, pushing her body to new heights. He wasn’t afraid to get close, to touch her hand as he demonstrated a new technique. He even let her spot him, allowing her to feel the rippling of his muscles as he hefted the weights.

But as the gym grew emptier and the night grew darker, Chelsea noticed that Jordan was getting more and more daring with his movements. He’d brush against her skirt as he walked by, or paw her leg as they stretched out. Every time he touched her, Chelsea felt a pulse of desire course through her veins.

Finally, as they were lying on the mats, stretching out their glutes, Jordan leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“I know you feel it too,” he said, his breath hot and intoxicating. “I know you want me as much as I want you.”

Chelsea felt a wetness beginning to form between her legs. She’d never been spoken to like that before, never been made to feel so desired.

Without a word, Jordan reached down and tugged up her skirt, revealing the lacy underwear she’d worn just for him. He began to kiss her neck, making her feel as if every nerve ending was on fire.

As he kissed her harder and harder, Chelsea felt her inhibitions melting away. She began to feel truly powerful, truly alive.

But just as things between her and Jordan were reaching a boiling point, she heard a cough from the corner of the room.

It was the man from before. The one she’d been secretly admiring all these weeks.

He stood there, watching the two of them with a mixture of shock and lust.

Without hesitating, Jordan gestured for the man to join them. To Chelsea’s surprise, he actually did, slipping off his shirt and revealing a set of abs that would make Brad Pitt look like a schlub.

As the three of them began to roll around on the mats, Chelsea felt her world exploding with pleasure. It was as if she was being transported to some other realm, one of pure physical ecstasy.

She didn’t know where this was headed, didn’t know what was gonna happen in the coming weeks. But she did know one thing for sure.

That as long as she had the gym and the two men who’d been pushing her limits, she was gonna be just fine.
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