Women's Only Gym

[[It's hard to believe this will be my 50th story. I never expected to get even half that far. But your kind ratings, likes, and comments have kept me sharing. And I still have a list of over a dozen story ideas I've yet to write. This is one I've been working on in my head for a while. Thanks for your support and hopefully you enjoy.]]

-- Cordelia --

After college I'd moved to a small rural town about a half hour outside of the nearby metropolis and started a women's only gym. It made sense because the local college was also women's only, so the population of the town leaned heavily that way. We also were very body positive and promoted a culture of supporting each other, resulting in a steady and loyal membership.

However after discussions with the members we realized we needed another trainer, one that had different skills than my own. I immediately thought of my best friend Brendan who had been a former Olympian and worked as a trainer at a larger gym. I knew an ownership stake in the gym would intrigue him as well as being willing to help me.

I put up notices and held a meeting, since this would change the dynamic of the gym. I guess based on the trust in me and my judgment there was overwhelming support of the idea. So I reached out and made an offer based on a six month trial run.

He was skeptical at first. I knew he was very shy and not very good with women, despite him being in shape and kind. I teased him about how he'd be swimming in a sea of potential conquests. But he had just come out of a bad relationship and seemed to have very little interest in that. When I started to talk about our culture of respect and body positivity though he got very interested and animated. So he agreed to join.

I also had a sneaking suspicion that having a tall, respectful, fit man around would increase membership as well, especially considering the dearth of men his age in the local population. But I didn't bother to tell him that.

-- Brendan --

I hadn't been expecting the call from Cordelia, but the offer was too good to be true. I could stay at the guest house on her property for free during the trial period, saving me a ton on rent. Plus if it all worked out I could slowly build up an ownership stake. I'd had dreams of starting my own gym but I lacked some of the business skills. It seemed like a good partnership. It didn't hurt that I'd be able to spend more time with her.

I was a little skeptical of being the only man at the gym. But I figured as long as I kept it professional everything should be fine. After my last girlfriend I'd decided to just focus on me for a while. With the culture there I figured at best they'd treat me like part of the equipment and at worst I'd get the occasional teasing. Considering the demographics she shared with me, where most of the members came from the college, the difference in age should help as well I figured. Being at least five years older than most of them would probably put me in big brother territory. Or so I thought.

-- Cordelia --

The first month went smoothly. I ran the classes we had and him taking up the slack in helping with member's lifting regimens allowed me to slowly expand that. He was always very respectful with everyone, asking consent before touching their body to show them different forms, making sure to honor personal space, and just generally making them comfortable. We only had one locker room for members, but my office had a full bathroom that he used. So even though there was no door, only a u-shape hallway to enter there were never any privacy issues.

However with any group, you always have some troublemakers. So it was no surprise when I found him at the desk talking to Michelle and Lee. While some members had flirted with him occasionally, they were the most shameless. They'd also never been much for modesty and hadn't changed their ways with the new dynamic. Both of them were wearing sports bras and spandex shorts. They were so tight and thin it was easy to discern they weren't wearing anything beneath as you could make out not only their nipples but the shape of their areolas. The shorts weren't much better with both supporting an obvious camel toe.

They were both leaning on the desk with their arms folded beneath their boobs, practically pushing them up on a platter for his viewing. To his credit he was attentively listening while maintaining eye contact with only the occasional glance behind them to see if anyone else needed help. Curious, I moved up next to him to join the conversation.

"Hello Cordelia. These two young women were just asking if we could make an adjustment to the rules. As I told them, I don't think you would approve. But perhaps they'd rather hear it from you."

Now I was even more curious. "What did you want to change?"

The two looked at each other with Lee taking the initiative. "Well, we know Brendan used to be an Olympian. We were just talking about how the Olympics were performed in the nude. That allowed more freedom of movement, as sometimes these workout clothes can be pretty binding." She picked at the edge of her top, again drawing attention to her nipples practically begging to be let free. "Also it showcased the beauty and strength of the human form. That fits in with our culture here, doesn't it? About being more positive about our bodies, not being ashamed of the little differences that make us unique? Plus you know how expensive women's workout clothing is. If we could just wear our regular clothes here, strip off and work out then we'd save a lot of money."

To their credit, they made several good points. But he was obviously exasperated. "I mean, sure. But the Olympics haven't been nude for hundreds of years. Plus I gave up a lot to move here and start this job, I don't want to lose it already."

My brows furrowed as I looked at him. "Why would you lose your job? Everyone knows you work here. If they decide to opt in to exercising nude they obviously are consenting to having you present."

Now he looked flabbergasted. "The last thing they're going to want is some man ogling them while they work out."

I laughed. "I mean, with the outfit these two are wearing they might as well be standing here naked. Those leave nothing to the imagination. Yet you've been polite and respectful the whole time. I've been watching you this past month as well. If anyone is ogling anyone, it's some of my members ogling you. And again, I don't think we're forcing anyone to do anything. If people want to, they will. Also some women are proud of the work they've done, so I think they'd welcome a little appreciation. It might even make them feel sexy and help their confidence further."

His shoulders slumped in defeat. "Look, it's your gym. I'll do whatever you want. I just want to keep building on what we have here. Plus I doubt anyone will participate anyways."

As I said, you can always count on the troublemakers. No sooner had he acquiesced then the two of them took a step back, putting their bodies in full view of him. Almost in sync they whisked their shorts down to their feet, kicking them off, then their tops up over their heads. Collecting both they deposited them in a heap on the desk, standing before him wearing nothing but their sneakers. Several other members had gathered around us and giggled as Brendan's jaw slacked, his eyes involuntarily drinking them in before he managed to look back at me.

I tried to control my own amusement. "Ladies. As much as I appreciate your enthusiasm I think we need to take this slow and notify members. Plus it's probably best to keep this to the interior of the gym, away from the windows?"

In their enthusiasm I guess they'd forgotten about the floor to ceiling windows around the glass doors that led into our lobby. Luckily we were the end unit in the strip mall, so the only people they were exposed to were a handful of members walking up with curious expressions on their faces. To their credit, while they turned a bit pink in embarrassment, they didn't make a move to redress.

"Why don't we do this? We already have the open showers in the pool area. We'll make the pool clothing optional and see how people like it. If we get a positive response, we'll go from there."

The two nodded, grabbing their clothes. "I guess we'll drop these in the locker room and go for a swim then. Thanks!"

With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I turned to him. "Why don't you go make sure we have enough towels for the members there and make sure there's no slipping hazards." To his credit he only gave me a rueful shake of his head before heading back there. I noticed with amusement as several of the members suddenly seemed to show an interest in working on their breast stroke. The poor guy.

-- Brendan --

In a bit of a stupor I started to wander towards the pool area. This couldn't really be happening? It was probably just those two teasing me. They'd been doing it almost since I got here. And even they must have been cooled off a bit by being exposed by the front windows?

I stopped by the linen storage and grabbed an armful of towels, nodding and smiling to a few regulars as I made my way into the pool room. Focusing on placing them at the various stations, only when I looked up did I realize maybe I had underestimated something. While Michelle and Lee were, expectedly, frolicing in the pool bare as the day they were born I was surprised to see two other women in the pool with them and three more at the showers, including two sharing a stall, all equally naked.

I expected embarrassment or shame when they realized I was in there but all of them seemed perfectly fine. Worse as I passed by the stalls the two sharing began to tease me. They turned to face me, one moving behind the other. The one in front raised her hands to soap and caress her chest while her friend's hands moved down between her spread legs, slowly rubbing. The one on display just smiled and winked at me before turning to wash the chest of her friend behind her.

I shook my head and started to make my exit before my excitement was noticed. Unfortunately Lee stood in my way. Water dripped down her body, making her erect nipples glisten enticingly. She gave me a coy smile. "Hey Brendan. Not going to join us in the pool?"

"I don't have a suit here, sorry."

She grinned, moving closer to crowd me. Being a foot shorter than me this meant that looking down at her naturally caused her breasts to be in my line of sight, which felt purposeful. She trailed a finger down my chin and neck slowly. "That's ok. As you can see you obviously don't need one. Plus it would probably be more comfortable for you." Her finger moved down to slide along the bulge in my shorts, causing me to take a step back. "You should probably rinse off first. I'm sure Michelle wouldn't mind helping you and you could help her wash her back." She looked towards the stalls, causing me to turn and noticed her friend. She was smirking at me, one foot pressed up against the wall, spreading her legs, as she soaped her slit suggestively. Lee leaned in again to whisper in my ear. "She has plenty of hard to reach spots that would benefit from your touch."

I had to get out of here. I smiled politely at her. "I think I should get back to work. Have fun you two." Before I slipped around her and made a hasty exit.

Much to my chagrin the next week saw more and more members using the pool in light of the new policy. Which caused me to have to make frequent trips there to replenish the towels and squeegee around the deck. All while surrounded by nubile naked young women who seemed to have no concerns about my presence. Having been alone for so long, it was obviously starting to have an effect on me. Especially with all the suggestive teasing directed towards me. To the point where waiting until I got home wasn't enough, I was having to make several trips to the office bathroom to relieve myself of some of the pressure. Little did I know it was going to get worse.

-- Cordelia --

I found it amusing how much the members began to tease Brendan. In a place where they were comfortable and he was obviously outnumbered, it seemed to unlock something inside them to embrace their sexuality. Instead of being an object, it empowered them. Lowering their inhibitions and modesty, if not making them nonexistent.

All that aside, the new policy also seemed to be popular. More requests began to come in about expanding it and not just from the two instigators. I hired two yoga instructors to host daily classes. At first we had one clothed and one nude but as everyone began signing up for the latter we just made them both clothing optional. Few women, mostly the older ones, seemed to stay covered. They eventually stopped caring and joined in. Our rooms had glass walls so other members could see the classes in action, in the hopes of getting them to sign up. It was amusing watching Brendan try to avoid that area or, if he couldn't, doing his best to look anywhere but there as he walked by. The instructors seemed to take great pleasure in noticing when he was around and making sure to lead the class in various forms that involved a lot of spread legs facing the windows. The class seemed to enjoy it as well, as teasing him was becoming a shared pastime of the members.

I decided to join in myself. I had signed us both up for massage classes before all this. One day I stopped him in the hall outside the office, just as he was trying to enter. I had a sneaking suspicion why he was so motivated to use the restroom and decided to use it to my advantage.

"Hey Brendan, you got a minute?" He seemed agitated, probably by the erection he was trying pretty unsuccessfully to conceal. I was honestly surprised he hadn't just taken one of the teasing little flirts practically throwing themselves at him into one of the supply closets and had his way with them. But he was too nice for his own good I guess. "So I've decided we're going to start to offer massage appointments for members and since we've both got training it's just cheaper for us to do them until we see if they're popular. Then maybe we can hire some full time masseuses. We have those small rooms right next to the locker rooms we can use. What do you think?"

-- Brendan --

She couldn't be serious. But she was right in that it would be a good service to offer. Plus I'm sure most members would sign up for her anyways. "Sure, I guess that makes sense. My only concern is that it's taking me away from what you hired me for. Plus many of the members are already walking to their yoga classes nude, and now this. I keep having to remind them that the main gym isn't clothing optional." I never thought I'd be in the position of arguing with groups of women to put their clothes on, but it was growing to be a common occurrence.

She nodded, then surprised me. "First, I hired you to help the members. If they need weight training, do that. If they want you rubbing their bodies to work out all the kinks, do that." I felt like I spotted a mischievous glint in her eyes before she continued. "As for the second part, I also have a solution. It's obvious that members are enjoying this policy so we're going fully nude. Members will disrobe in the locker room and then stay naked until they're ready to leave. As our two friends pointed out originally, I think this is a good way to save them money on overpriced women's workout clothing. I also agree that we've seen increased results and confidence from the members that have embraced it already. For the few holdouts we'll offer to cancel their contracts with no penalty."

I rubbed my face for a moment in exasperation. Part of me felt like she was doing this just to mess with me. "What about the instructors? Surely you don't want me walking around with my dick hanging out, do you? That would definitely make some people uncomfortable."

She smirked at me. "Based on how much some of them enjoy teasing you, you may be surprised. The front desk presents a problem, at least for now. I'm having some contractors come in tonight to apply privacy frosting to the windows and doors. After that all instructors we hire or that stay on will be expected to embrace our new policy. As for us, as the owners, I think we can make our own choices and that will be spelled out in the announcement."

I paused. "Wait, so you might be joining them as well?"

She laughed. "Now I know you've been distracted. I was in a yoga class you walked by earlier this week and you've seen me in the pool at least three times. Maybe I should be offended you didn't notice. Anyways, we'll start the massage appointments tomorrow so remember to check your schedule. Now I'll let you go take care of your 'problem'." Much to my embarrassment, she nudged my obvious erection with a playful smirk before sauntering off.

-- Cordelia --

I shouldn't have been surprised, but when I looked at the schedule the next day Brendan was booked solid and I had only a handful of appointments. About noon I popped in to check on him. There I found Michelle on her back purring as he massaged her legs.

"It's really ok. You can keep going. I'm giving you full permission to massage my groin. You already did my breasts, what's the big deal?" She looked up as I entered. "Tell him it's ok. What is wrong with this man, he's had a dozen women begging him to touch them and he's treating it so... medically. While I appreciate his restraint I think the last woman would have let him finger her with no complaints. So what's a little rubbing?"

He paused, looking up at me sheepishly. "What am I supposed to do here? It's like they're trying to get me arrested or something."

I tried to stifle a laugh. Brendan was always too nice for his own good and these women were really enjoying messing with him. "I'm sure he just doesn't want to get in trouble. But this is technically a private club now, so the rules are a bit different. How about this, we'll add an extra field to the sign up sheet from now on. If you check it you consent to full intimate stimulation. So he can play with your little needy buds and hungry slit as much as you desire." I flicked one of her erect nipples for effect.

She smiled up at me, giving me a mock salute. "I volunteer as tribute. Let me be the first. I'd love to dance on his talented fingers. Or tongue. Whatever he's willing to offer." She gave him a saucy wink.

"What about what I want?"

I turned to him. "I know you're single. I also know you're making at least three trips a day to the bathroom to rub one out. It's not like they're asking for commitment. Just a little play, maybe an orgasm or two. Who knows, maybe some of them will be willing to return the favor and give you a helping hand, or mouth, if it gets to be too much."

Michelle rubbed her foot across his crotch, biting her lip. "Absolutely. Anytime. And I know I'm not alone. Think of it as community service."

He finished with her legs and then lifted her off the table with one hand. "What I should do is bend you over my knee and give you a spanking for being such a tease." He said it gruffly, then looked shocked at himself. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

Michelle's eyes went wide and she leaned forward on the table, spreading her legs and offering her behind up for him. "Don't apologize. That was so hot. I've been a bad little girl, go ahead and punish me."

I leaned forward and smacked her ass before giving her a push outside. "Give him time to process. Let's go to the office Brendan, we need to talk."

-- Brendan --

I couldn't believe how unprofessional I'd been. I followed behind her back to the office, so engrossed in everything I did wrong. She sat behind the desk and stared at me for a moment as I sat across from her.

"So, what's the problem?"

I was taken back. "With my behavior? I know, I shouldn't have..."

She cut me off. "Your behavior was fine, she was trying to push you. A lot of the members are. I told you, we promote confidence here. Helping them tone their bodies. Being more accepting of their natural form. Supportive of one another and building each other up. So of course they feel sexy and you being the only male outlet makes it like a game. Who can get you to break first? Maybe some of them will lose interest after that. Or maybe not. But if they don't care, why do you?"

I leaned back, thinking it over for a minute. "I don't know. I guess you're right. They're consenting adults. If they don't have a problem with it, why should I? I just don't even know what's right anymore."

She nodded. "Your last relationship really messed you up. Maybe this is exactly what you need. No strings, no commitment, no expectations beyond people having fun. Just try it. Besides, I feel like the problem may only going to get worse before it gets better. I had a friend reach out to me who started a sex toy company. She'd like to start hosting parties here. We talked and agreed that with everyone's inhibitions already down they'd be more willing to try out new experiences and less ashamed about buying toys they might normally avoid at a conventional party. I'm about to announce we'll be hosting two next week."

"Actually, maybe that will help out. If they have their toys at home maybe they won't all be walking around looking at me like lionesses at a gazelle."

She laughed. "You think they don't have toys now? If anything it'll just allow them to explore their sexuality a bit more. In fact, my friend has some new lines she's hoping to debut. Built around various kinks. If these first two go well and there's interest, we're going to start hosting some more classes. Bondage, submission, that type of thing. I've also reached out to a boudoir photographer I know. She's interested in teaching members about making intimate videos and photos. Some women enjoy using the male gaze to their advantage. Nothing like getting a bunch of men to pay just to look or watch you get off. What do you think?"

I laughed. "It feels a bit like I'm living out a fantasy. I guess I should be happy. Membership is thriving and everyone seems happy. It's just very different from my last job."

She rose, moving around the desk to stand in front of me suddenly. "That you should. But I think you should remember we have a partnership here." Standing before me, looking up at my eyes before grabbing the edge of her sports bra and gliding it over her head. She deposited it on the floor nonchalantly, letting me take in the view. I licked my lips, staring at her firm tits, now right at my eye level. Her nipples were thick and erect. For the first time I noticed they were also pierced by small rings. I'd always had a thing for that. She continued. "With that in mind I think you're going to be very much in demand soon. But like any good employer I want to make sure you have the skills required for the position. So, may I?"

Her hands reached for the hem of my own shirt. I nodded, afraid to speak as she lifted it over my head. "I think as a co-owner you should also set a good example. From now on I think you should wear nothing more than your shorts. No shirt. No underwear. Can you do that for me?" Entranced, I nodded again. "Good. Of course if a member wishes for your 'special' services you can take off the shorts." She sank down to her knees, her hands sliding down to my waist, then nudging me to lift myself off the chair a bit before tugging my shorts and boxers down to my ankles, working them over my shoes and tossing them aside as well.

She gazed at my erect cock predatorily. One finger sliding from my balls, up the shaft, to the tip as it quivered in front of her. "Very nice. Now before you leave today I expect the next time you need relief you come find me, take me into our office, then bend me over that very desk and rut me like you're trying to breed me. But, for now, I have to tell you that I really enjoy sucking a man's cock. Looking up at him as he knows my mouth controls his pleasure, the very core of his being, is a powerful aphrodisiac. So lay back and enjoy."

She leaned forward, staring up at me as her tongue snaked out to follow the path her finger had just taken before collecting the precum dripping from my engorged head. Her tongue retracted into her mouth as she swallowed it down, eyes closed, a small moan of enjoyment escaping before her eyes opened to focus on me again. "And no need to warn me. I intend to swallow everything you give me." Her mouth formed an O and then sank down my length entirely, causing me to practically melt in the chair, before she began to bob expertly on me.

-- Cordelia --

I licked my lips, watching him stumble back out in a stupor. I'd had to remind him to put his shorts back on before he left. I was under no such rules though. I slid my shorts and panties down before kicking them off. Drenched as they were, it's not like they were very comfortable anyways. Reaching into my drawer I pulled out a small vibrator my friend had given me as a sample. Planting my feet up on the edge of the desk and spreading my legs I pressed it to my core. Closing my eyes, I played through one of my favorite fantasies in my head as I writhed on the toy to several pleasurable orgasms.

I debated taking a quick shower to hide the freshly fucked flush I was sporting. But I decided it was better to make all those little harlots jealous I got to him first so I strutted out wearing nothing but my sneakers to get back to work. They were probably even more jealous when they heard my moans and filthy mouth through the office door as he fucked me twice before we left. I particularly enjoyed walking around flush and disheveled, our combined juices glistening on my thighs as several members stared at me jealously.

The next day it appeared Brendan was taking some of my advice. I noticed that Michelle and Lee had booked his first two massage appointments for the day. As I strolled by, they came stumbling out, clutching each other. Their hair was tousled, their bodies rosy, giggling. Obviously he'd had some fun with them. I could hear faint murmurs of "magic fingers" as they walked away. Made me curious how talented his tongue was.

It didn't appear to stop their teasing though. Later on I noticed him paused before the window of one of the classrooms which was currently hosting a sex toy party. The two little minxes were sitting just on the other side of the window, feet planted against the glass, legs spread obscenely, as they writhed against the vibrating wands pressed against their slits. In their other hand they fellated dildos as they stared at him hungrily. With a wry grin he waggled his finger and mouthed "bad girls" before slipping off. They looked at each other pouting.

I was honestly afraid if he didn't rut those two soon they were going to jump him and force his hand. Possibly leading to a reverse gangbang if they mounted him in the middle of the gym as other members took advantage.

-- Brendan --

As much fun as it would be to give those two what they wanted, I was having fun teasing them back for a change. I'd fingered them both to several orgasms earlier that day. Afterwards, I immensely enjoyed watching them beg from their knees, hands on the hem of my shorts, to let them have me in their mouths. Only for me to deny them and send them both off with a light smack on the ass. I tantalized them that if they were good girls maybe I'd use my tongue next time. But I knew they'd never behave, it wasn't in their nature.

I was on my way to the office to fetch my things and head home for the day when I was stopped by Annie. She was a shy, petite member well over a foot shorter than me. She also had been one of the ones I least expected to stay on after the change to full nudity. Her breasts were a work of art. Large, especially for her frame, with long, thick nipples that seemed perpetually excited. The kind men must always have been trying to get a look at. Pendulous and full, when revealed they begged to be held and played with.

She approached me outside of an active class I hadn't seen before, arms crossed under her chest lifting it up enticingly, eyes slightly downcast. "Brendan, can you help me?"

That was surprising. She'd barely spoken to me in my time here. I'd admit to having a bit of a crush on her as well, so maybe I'd just avoided her being a bit shy myself. "I'll do my best. What do you need?"

She shuffled from side to side. "So, I got dumped shortly before I joined here. It was part of the reason I did, to build up my confidence. Actually this new policy has been a big help with that too. Anyways, one of the things I miss most about my ex is we used to cuddle every night. It was just soothing and helped me sleep. So when you started offering a cuddling class I signed up. But it's just not the same with other girls. So I guess what I'm asking is, would you cuddle with me in this class?" She looked up expectantly, biting her lip.

I did my best to play it cool. A naked goddess wanted me to hold her in my arms, pressed against me. I must have done something right in a previous life. "Oh, sure Annie, I'd love to."

She flushed slightly, looking down again. "Thanks. Um, one more thing. Could you lose the shorts? Me and my ex always cuddled naked and the skin to skin contact was very soothing."

At this point, I was sure I was about to wake up from what might be the best dream I'd ever had. I was also panicking a bit, my every instinct to run. This was too good to be true. All my life women had treated me poorly. Surely this was some sort of prank? But then I remembered what Cordelia had told me and decided to just try it. "Uh, I can. But I have to admit I have a bit of a crush on you. And you are gorgeous. So while I can be respectful and promise not to let my hands wander, I'm definitely going to get an erection. So I apologize in advance for any poking. Is that a problem?"

She looked up again, a twinkle in her eye. "That's ok. I have a bit of a crush on you too. And I don't mind a little poking. I mean... I'd be kind of offended if I'm naked and pressed against you and got no reaction." She looked around, before leaning forward with a mischievous smile. "Does it count as wandering if I put your hands on me? I mean, it can get a bit chilly in there. I wouldn't want my nipples to freeze. I also wouldn't mind a nice boob massage, you know, to help me relax and drift off."

I paused, leaning forward and down to press my forehead against hers. "You are a naughty one Miss Annie."

Her smile widened as she grabbed my hand and started to lead me inside. "I guess you bring it out in me. Maybe you'll have to discipline me later. I don't mind a good spanking."

All teasing and play aside, it was really nice to just have someone in my arms again and we both had a good nap, despite the awkwardness of being in a room full of other people. She did take my hands and pull them up to cup her chest before we slept, but we were both too shy I think to do anything more than that despite all our talk. However, I woke up to a dark and mostly empty room, the class long over. It took me a moment to place the sensation I was feeling before I realized I was erect and Annie was rubbing her slit against me, sliding down along my length. I pinched a nipple softly, whispering in her ear. "You need to behave little girl."

She looked back, flush and wide eyed, but paused. "I'm trying. But part of me wants to let you just take me right here. It would be kind of hot, especially if someone actually caught us. I had such a good rest but when I woke up you were so hard against me and it just got me excited. I'm sorry. Did you enjoy it?"

I laughed softly. "Which part? Kidding. Yes I enjoyed it. I was dumped recently myself and miss this also. Maybe I can take you out to dinner sometime?"

"I have a better idea. I don't live far away. Will you spend the night and cuddle with me? Don't worry, I'll take care of your friend so you can relax. I really enjoy going down on a guy. Or I know pretty much all guys want to fuck my tits and cum all over them. I also kind of enjoy it, it makes me feel naughty. So, will you come over?"

I kissed her forehead. "Sounds way better than the plans I had. I can take care of you as well, we can both tell you've excited. Think how jealous some of the girls would be if you got to experience my tongue before them."

She shivered, biting her lip, causing more rubbing between her slit and my cock. "So, I kind of like being teased a little? Like orgasm denial or edging? If it's ok with you, can I get you off tonight and then we just cuddle? But if you're up for it in the morning, I'd love for you to get me off. Yes please. Especially with your tongue."

I looked her very seriously in the eyes. "I'm going to do my best to make you cum so hard in the morning that you have trouble walking."

Her eyes widened as she squeaked a bit. "Oh God. Ok, let's go." She grabbed my hand and dragged me up.

"Annie, wait."

She turned. "What?"

"Maybe you should go get dressed first before we head out."

She looked down at herself, then laughed. "I guess this place is making me a little too comfortable with my body. Seems a waste to get dressed just to get naked again right away, but you're probably right. I'll meet you out front in 5 minutes." She kissed me, smiling. "Thank you for everything."

As I entered the office, shorts in hand, Cordelia smiled at me from behind the desk. As per usual lately, she was naked. "Teasing the members again I see?"

"Actually, I'm headed out. I have a sort of a date. Just came in to get dressed."

She eyed my crotch, licking her lips suggestively. "Seems a shame. Lucky girl. Anyone I know?"

"Annie actually."

She smiled warmly. "That's great. I was pulling for you two to finally figure it out and get together. That said, see if she'll be kind and let some of the rest of us borrow you occasionally. I was planning to invite you over this Sunday along with Michelle and Lee. Figured you could be our sexual plaything for the day and get it out of their systems. Plus I really enjoy fucking you."

I blinked, taken completely by surprise. "Oh, uh, sure. I'll see what she thinks."

"Great. Also we're doing so well we're going to have to bring on more trainers. I'm thinking at least one more guy as well, maybe two, if you have any recommendations. We'll need someone like you, respectful not creepy."

"Actually, I have two buddies from my old job. They're a bit nerdy and shy, but very good trainers. Could be fun to break them out of their shells. If members thought teasing me was fun, they'd have a field day with those two."

She laughed. "Sounds good. Have fun."

I mentioned my conversation to Annie. Surprisingly it turned her on, especially if they were open to letting her watch. Turns out she was kinkier than I imagined. She also made it clear that while she wanted regular time with me, she wasn't ready for a relationship yet. I wasn't sure what that meant exactly yet for us, but I wasn't going to complain. Just have fun.

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