Stormy Workout

It was a late summer evening last year and I was heading to the gym after a long day at work and an even longer client dinner. My gym would be closing in about an hour, so I was rushing to get there to make the most of the time I had.

I like to stick to my routines. Wednesday evenings working out were my mid-week reset and I wasn't going to skip doing something for myself just because the boys club from Dallas came into town to brag about their business prowess and how hiring my firm was a gift from them. I work for a woman-owned package design firm. Admittedly, we get a lot of business from government entities and public companies that like to have a woman-owned business partner to hype in their public filings. Make no mistake about it, we are some tough bitches and we know how to compete in our male-dominated industry.

Tonight was an annual visit from a consumer products company and our guests were all men. My boss and I know how these guys operate, so we dressed up a bit from the typical jeans and t-shirts we wear at work when no one is visiting. For my part, I had picked a tight fitting black skirt that hit just above the knee and a collared, sleeveless top that paired well with a summer blazer. Totally professional with the blazer on, but slightly seductive when I needed the jacket to come off. The 5-inch heels gave my 5'6" frame the height I needed to look these guys in the eye when we were talking business.

While I love my job, I despise the fakeness of these business dinners. So tonight, I decided I was going to be an actress and play along with the platitudes and laugh at their industry puns. But after three hours of this shit, I couldn't wait to exchange my heels for my favorite New Balance cross trainers.

After dinner, I got into my Lexus RC and headed across town to my happy place where the cardio and strength equipment were waiting for me. I am very intentional about most everything I do, and my car is a reflection of my intensity. It's a red two-seater and it accelerates like a bat outta hell. I'm a single woman in her mid-thirties. I don't have any kids to spoil, so I often spoil myself. My choice of car is no exception. Not only is it exhilarating to drive, but I like the looks I get on the road when I'm driving. Mostly, it's the men on the road who admire my wheels and sometimes I think they might be checking me out too.

By the time I arrived at the gym it was nearly 9:00pm. I typically try to arrive by 8:00pm, so I was going to need to cut my typical workout short. Probably a good thing, because the weather service was predicting bad storms overnight and I would rather be home than driving through severe conditions.

When I walked into the gym, I was greeted by the same young man who had been working the desk since he started school at Georgia Tech last fall. His name is Max and he is from a rural part of Georgia. He greets me every time with "Good evening, Ms. Savannah".

Max is a farm boy at heart. His ruddy complexion reflects years of outdoor farm work, but here he was working part-time and putting himself through engineering school. He was nerdy, but in a sweet and charming way. Max was almost always at the front desk when I arrived. In the late evenings, the gym wasn't that busy so he could read and do homework, but he always took the time to assist any members. He was the kind of employee anyone would want working for them.

Max noticed I was later than my usual arrival time.

"What kept you, Ms. Savannah? Did you have a hot date all dressed up like that? You look amazing!"

"Awww, thank Max. That's sweet of you. Unfortunately, no hot date, just a client dinner that went way too long. I need to get out of these heels and dress clothes and into my workout gear if I'm gonna burn off any of the oversized dinner I had tonight."

As I was making my way to the women's locker room, I took inventory of the Wednesday night regulars. Sylvia and Mary Jane were walking on two treadmills closest to the door. While Max is the employee, these two silver-haired ladies were the unofficial greeters of the evening crew.

"How are you, dear?" asked Sylvia. "Mary Jane and I were just saying that we hadn't seen you yet tonight. So glad you made it. But please be careful going home. I heard that the storms could be bad."

I exchanged pleasantries and kept moving toward the locker room. Sylvia and Mary Jane are definitely sisters. They may even be twins. They are two of the most precious old ladies I have ever met. Tonight, they were the only other women at the gym. Perhaps because of the predicted storms, the crowd was thin. Daniel and Tony were set up at the free weights and some other guy I didn't recognize was on a rower. I was glad there weren't many folks in tonight. It meant I could do my Wednesday night circuit without having to wait for a piece of equipment to open up.

I dropped my gym bag in front of my locker and proceeded to change my clothes. The first thing to go had to be the heels. I love the way the high heels make my toned legs look even sexier, but damn they hurt after being in them all day. I had already left the blazer in the passenger seat of my car, so the sleeveless blouse was the next thing to go, followed quickly by the push up bra. It was so freeing to let my tits breathe, even if only for a few minutes before squeezing my 36Ds into a sports bra. The short skirt was comfortable and underneath I had a pair of black Brazilian panties that matched the push up bra that was now tucked into my gym bag. After the skirt and panties were folded and packed into my bag, I took a minute to admire my naked body in the full-length mirror. Not so much out of vanity, but I had worked hard for the last seven years to build a body I was proud of. Admiring my naked silhouette was more about the satisfaction of achieving a goal than a narcissistic conceit.

Since I had limited time, I pulled on my Lulu shorts and a hot pink sports bra. Even when there aren't many people at the gym, I still cover my sports bra with a lightweight tank. My nipples can be easily spotted through my bra, so I prefer a little more coverage. Believe me, I like when men (and women) are checking me out, but I don't like the attention if it causes an interruption in my workout. With a quick lace up of my cross trainers, I was out of the locker room and heading to the elliptical for a 5-minute warm up.

A few minutes on the elliptical and the stress of the day started to fade away. I was no longer thinking about my job or the client dinner. I had my headphones on and I was lost in my favorite work out play list. While my mind and body were starting to relax, I could watch Daniel and Tony trading off sets at the bench and free weights. These two guys have been best friends since high school. They are both 28 years old.

Daniel is probably just under 6 feet tall. His body is cut but not overly muscular. He has sandy brown hair and blue eyes. The man is obsessive about documenting his workouts and keeps a strict, clean diet. I'm not exactly sure what he does for a living, but he has an office job in mid-town. Daniel is typically clean-shaven and looks put together when he's at the gym, not in a fashion model-type way, but he definitely doesn't show up in a hand cut off t-shirt and 1990's basketball shorts. While he's very attractive, he's a bit too tightly wound for me, probably because Daniel is the male version of me.

Tony on the other hand is super chill. He's a firefighter/EMT so his work hours vary quite a bit, although more often that not, he's able to meet up with Daniel for their evening workouts. Tony looks like the firefighter you'd see in one of those hunky calendars. He's at least 6'2" with broad shoulders that could easily carry me out of a burning building. His arms are powerful and he could crack walnuts between his ass cheeks. I have fantasized about what he looks like naked many times. I know Tony has dated quite a bit, but he's never found the right girl, I guess. Of all the guys in the gym, Tony is my favorite eye candy.

The temperature at the gym was too warm. The air conditioning had a hard time keeping the building cool with the near record temperatures outside. I had overheard many of the members complaining about the temp for the last several weeks. Poor Max was getting the brunt of the complaints, but there wasn't much he could do. If it wasn't repaired soon, there might be some members breaking the dress code and going shirtless. I wouldn't complain about that, but it was uncomfortable breaking a sweat for even a mild workout.

After my warm up on the elliptical, I headed over to some of my favorite strength equipment. While I was focused on getting some reps in, I also strategically chose which pieces of equipment I was using so I could keep Daniel and Tony in my sights. The boys had moved to the bench and were completing sets of tricep pullovers. This movement required them to straddle the bench and raise a dumbbell up over their heads and then toward the ground, stretching their chest muscles while developing their triceps. The move also afforded me a clear look at their packages while they were looking up at the ceiling.

Tony is well endowed. His grey sweatshorts could not obscure the massive manhood underneath. As I watched his movements I could feel a tingle between my legs. Tony was wearing a tight-fitting crew neck t-shirt. The shirt could barely contain his delts and pecs. As he lifted his shirt to wipe his brow, I was treated to a full view of his washboard abs. I had seen him work out many times, but tonight I felt like I was really noticing his body like I hadn't noticed it before. Perhaps it was the couple of cocktails I had at dinner and the comfortable environment of the gym, but I wanted this man and I wanted him tonight.

Daniel took his turn on the bench with the same movement. While he doesn't fill out a pair of shorts the way Tony does, I love watching the way his chest and arm muscles flex throughout the movement. Daniel is a technician when it comes to working out and his well-defined physique is the result. Daniel is the kind of man my mom would want me to date. Successful, hardworking and dedicated.

Tony is the gregarious life of the party. Not a "bad boy", but I'm sure he can be quite mischievous. These two were my entertainment tonight.

I continued with my workout, stealing glances of my two gym buddies when I could. I'm pretty sure they were stealing a few of their own too.

Sylvia and Mary Jane were long gone by the time the gym was ready to close for the night. After finishing my last set, I headed to the locker room to clean up and head home. By this time, the whole place had cleared out. I was the only woman still in the building and Daniel and Tony looked to be the last two remaining guys.

The moment I stepped into the ladies' locker room, I stripped off the tank and sports bra. It felt so good to free the girls from their compression garment. I've got a great set of tits, at least that's what I'm told. Just the right size to make any man happy. I also have a tight stomach which helps define my tits and makes them look extra perky. I've been to the tanning bed lately, so my rack has a nice amber glow to it. I passed a mirror on the way to my locker and took a quick look. Yep, they still looked hot!

Once I got to the bench in front of my locker, I untied my shoes, peeled of the spandex shorts and my panties, revealing my tanned ass and shaved pussy. Ahhhh, it felt so good to be completely nude. Watching the guys work out had me a little excited and now I was naked with the whole locker room to myself. I headed to the shower and didn't bother putting a towel around me before walking across the room.

The water in the shower felt refreshing. I directed the shower head at my boobs, while I grabbed the shower wand and encircled my body with it. The water felt so good. I set the wand to pulsate and aimed the flow toward my lady parts. I knew I was wet before I turned the shower on and now with the combination of sweat, lady juices and the shower water, my cunt was dripping. At first, I lightly caressed my clit by barely touching it. The longer this went on, the harder my love button became until I could no longer resist reaching down and penetrating myself. While holding the shower wand with one hand, I split my fingers of the other hand and glided my fingertips from my belly button, pressing against my abdomen and pubic bone and then squeezing my pussy lips between my fingers in a long, solid movement. Retreating my hand back to my abdomen, I repeated the process over and over, each time squeezing my clit a little harder. With each movement, I was thinking about Tony and Daniel and what it would be like share a shower with them! As the pace quickened, I started digging two fingers into my VG imaging I was being penetrated by Tony's monster cock. What had been a crappy day, was now becoming a relaxing evening of self-love.

While I was enjoying my alone-time in the shower, the heat and humidity of the day had transformed into a major summer thunderstorm. I could hear the claps of thunder, but it only added to the intensity of this private moment. And then it happened. A lightning bolt hit a transformer near the gym, because the whole place went dark. A few seconds later the emergency lighting came on, which was just bright enough so I could see my feet, but not much beyond that. Since it was already past closing time, I would need a little guidance to find my way out of the gym.

The men's and women's locker rooms are back to back at my gym, so I kinda knew how to find my way over to where the boys might be if they were still around. I loosely wrapped a towel around my wet body. Still in my shower shoes, I carefully crossed the hall that separated the boys from the girls. I was relieved when I heard the shower running in the men's showers, so I knew someone was still there.

Tony typically came from work, so it was no surprise that he had an emergency flashlight in his duffle that he was now using to illuminate the shower stall he was in. I approached quietly because I didn't want to bump my shins into a bench, but also because I was hoping to get a peak at my naked firefighter friend. Tony didn't bother closing the curtain and he also didn't see me approach in the dim lighting.

The first glimpse of his body sent shivers through me, despite the heat and humidity of the men's shower room. At first, he faced toward the shower head and I could see his back muscles flex as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair. The suds dribbled down his back, following the perfect V between his lats and trailed between his ass cheeks until flowing down his leg. I could tell his muscles were still pumped up from his workout as he reached for the shower gel. His arms looked like he could carry a heavy firehose by himself. Tony turned around and lathered up his chest and pits, which were lightly covered with medium brown hair, and when he made his way south, I could see the firehose this man has been carrying with him. It wasn't the biggest cock I had ever seen, but it was beautiful. He was circumcised and the mushroom head was meant for business. His balls were shaved clean and he had thinned the forest, but not completely bare. His cock was already semi-erect when he applied some shower gel. Just like I had done, Tony began to pleasure himself. He wrapped his massive left hand on his soaped-up chub and began stroking, slowly and deliberately. It was obvious he had saved the moment for the end of the shower, because all washing and rinsing had stopped.

Needless to say, the sight of watching the specimen of a man masturbating was pushing my self-control beyond its limits. I had to lift up the bottom of my towel and touch myself while watching Tony take control of the beast below his waist. I must have moaned a little too loudly because Tony suddenly stopped and turned in my direction.

The light was dim, but he recognized who the voyeur was staring at him.

"Shit, Savannah! How long have you been standing there?"

"I'm sorry.", I stammered. "I walked over to see if anyone was here and if they had a flashlight I could borrow so I could get dressed and get out of here. I heard the shower running and well..."

I was unusually flustered. Typically, I say exactly what I want and don't give two shits if I don't use my words quite right. But I wanted Tony so bad in that moment and I didn't know how to say it.

Lucky for me, Tony had no such problem being direct.

"Well, I think it's only fair since you are checking me out butt naked, that I should have an equal opportunity. You should lose that towel. Fair is fair."

It was the invitation I was looking for. I untucked the towel between my tits and slowly exposed by breasts to him. He seemed especially pleased as my nipples came into view, standing at attention. While it was warm in the room, with the excitement of the moment my nips were every bit as hard as Tony's cock. Once untucked from my chest, the towel fell easily to the floor. I didn't bother moving it to a bench. Instead, I walked toward Tony and planted a warm kiss on his lips.

Tony returned the kiss immediately and it didn't take long before our tongues were darting in and out of each other's mouths. Our bodies were now pressed against each other and I could feel his manhood against by abs. Tony grabbed my ass and pulled me in tight and I reciprocated by reaching my hands around his waist and resting my fingers on top of his glutes.

We were grinding like this when Tony suggested we move away from the showers. He grabbed his portable light, but nothing else, and we walked toward the lockers where there was a long bench that would have to make due. Our resident firefighter placed the lantern on the bench and gently laid down the woman he just rescued and proceeded to check her vitals. Tony's hands found my breasts, like two magnets that had to connect. His large, rugged hands caressed my soft tits. It was the embodiment of masculine and feminine finding each other, knowing it was meant to be. Tony leaned over my body and began kissing again.

"In case you didn't know, you're not alone", came a familiar voice from the dimly lit locker room. It was Daniel. I was startled when I heard his voice, but Tony didn't seem surprised at all. Daniel had finished his shower before Tony and was standing in front of the opposite bench with his dry clothes laid out neatly in front of him. Daniel had begun getting dressed when he heard Tony and I enter the room.

"It's nice to see more of you, Savannah" Daniel said sheepishly. "Tony and I were watching you all night and we were commenting on how hot your body is and how we hoped we would get a chance with you someday. I see my bro got to you before I had a chance to and I hope you don't mind me being here."

The intensity of the moment now more than doubled for me. Tony already had my cunt dripping and wanting more, and now here's Daniel, standing in front of me too. Daniel had already pulled on a pair of boxer briefs before he announced his presence, but that thin layer of cotton barely disguised his raging hard on. The dim lighting from the lantern accentuated the definition in Daniels muscular physique. Not large and powerful like Tony, but meticulously developed from every angle. All his hard work was now on display for me and I wanted a closer look.

"Well, this is a pleasant surprise, Daniel. I've had my eyes on you and Tony for a lot longer than tonight. Let me say, I like the view from the locker room, even better than the view from the weight room. Why don't you lose those briefs and let all three of us make the most of this power outage?"

I'm not sure if Tony and Daniel had tag teamed other women in the past, but they both readily agreed that the three of us should get to know each other a lot more! I laid back down on the bench and Tony resumed exploring my body with his massive hands. While he was massaging my hips, Daniel approached and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. It was a kiss he had been wanting to initiate for a long time. As Tony made his way to my pelvis, his hands gently glided over my mound and back and forth on my inner thighs, teasing me by not actually touching my danger zone. Meanwhile Daniel's hand caressed my cheek as our tongues were doing cartwheels in each others' mouths.

Tony's cock was still rock hard while he was tormenting my desire. Daniel and I had finally broken our kiss but my mouth was ready for more. I reached up and grabbed his dick, which was completely hairless, and started licking the engorged mushroom head. Daniel's cock was probably 7 inches in length and not as thick as Tony's, but it was beautiful, like the rest of his body. After a few passes from the bottom of his shaft to the tip of his glans, I took nearly half of it in my mouth and swirled my tongue all around like I was savoring a popsicle. As I became more comfortable with my friend's man handle, I was able to take more and more of it toward the back of my throat. Daniel was moaning with pleasure and he intermittently closed his eyes as his body flexed in pleasure.

While I was orally fixated on Daniel, Tony was proving the South will rise again. He had taken his swollen cock and tapped it against my clit, still careful not to enter my very willing vagina. He teased me like this until I had to speak up. "I want you inside me now!" Not only was I granting permission, but I was giving my confederate soldier a direct order. Tony did as he was told. First, he slipped in just the tip, not quite to his corona. There was nothing soft about his cock at this point. Tony was at full strength and I ordered him to fully penetrate me. The first full thrust was better than when I lost my virginity. This man, who rescued me from the darkness, had now lit up my sky with a fireworks explosion.

Tony was now fucking me with a regular rhythm when Daniel walked behind him to get a better view. Tony's glutes were flexing with each thrust and Daniel playfully slapped Tony's ass like two football teammates who just got the score of their lives.

"Aw yeah man, fuck that beautiful pussy" Daniel said encouragingly.

Daniel reached in and began playing with my clit while Tony continued to move in and out of my love canal. My body began to buckle up and down. The combination of these two men working together in unison, gave me my first orgasm of the night. I'm not much of a screamer, but both men could tell I was cumming by the insane amount of wetness that erupted from my cunt. Within seconds of one of the best orgasms of my life, I could feel Tony release shot after shot of warm seed into my vagina. Tony was quite vocal as he achieved orgasm. He must have said "I'm cumming" 7 or 8 times!

It was still hot and humid in the locker room and Tony had worked up quite a sweat. Tony headed back to the shower. As Tony departed, Daniel sat down on the bench and lightly touched my inner labia and clitoris. He knew enough about women, that after an intense orgasm like the one I had just had, I needed to start back slowly. His touch was tender, almost loving. He took a break from my pussy and played a bit with my breasts, which were warm and with my nipples which were still standing at attention.

Daniel leaned forward and I could feel his breath on my thighs. He kissed all around my pussy until finally letting his tongue taste the sweet and salty mix of my juices. Daniel didn't seem to mind that he was also consuming the semen from his workout buddy. He was so turned on, he was singularly focused on eating out the pussy he had just watched his friend ravage. His tongue was warm, soft and wet, the perfect companion to my sweet labia. As his tongue dashed around my clitoris, I could feel my nether region become engorged. Daniel was still sporting wood, so I grabbed his cock with my hand and started stroking him with the same cadence as his tongue was moving about my twat.

"Daniel, I want you to fuck me too. I want to feel you inside of me just like Tony". It wasn't an order, like I had commanded Tony, but more of a plea to complete the night for me. Daniel was happy to oblige. His cock felt amazingly different from Tony's. While his cock was not as large, Daniel quickly adjusted the angle he entered me and found the g spot. His hip thrusts were more circular than powerful and I couldn't help but touch myself while he conducted the orchestra below. Daniel knew how to play this instrument and gave me my second orgasm of the night by playing a completely different song than his friend, the first responder.

Just like in a porn movie, Daniel then took his cock into his hand and vigorously stroked his cock above my body, which still lay on the bench. Within moments, he shot his first rope of cum between my tits and then a second, third and fourth -- creating a pearl necklace on my chest shimmering in the dimly lit room. I looked at Daniel. He was still breathing heavily and his abs were flexing with each exhale. He was a specimen of manhood and his future children were now artistically displayed on my neck, chest and boobs.

Daniel was just coming down from his climatic performance when the power was suddenly restored.

It had been an unforgettable night and with the power back on, it seemed like a good time to clean up and head home. But there was something, or someone, that wasn't ready to call it a night. Max.

Standing at the entrance to the locker room stood Max, the college kid who thought he was going to have another quiet night at his job. He had stumbled upon the three of us while he was canvassing the gym in the dark. I don't know if Max would have announced his presence (like Daniel had) at some point in the dark, but when the lights came on, it was clear that Max knew what was watching and he had stayed for the show. He was still wearing his company-issued t-shirt, but his shorts and underwear were dropped around his ankles and his right hand was choking the chicken. Max looked like a deer in headlights when the lights came on and he was caught in his voyeuristic endeavors.

I suspect Max had limited experience with women. He was only 18 or 19 and was an engineering student who spent whatever free time he had from school at his job. This farm boy from rural Georgia, was now caught in a high energy sexual escapade that no doubt thrilled and terrified him.

I was the first to speak. "Hey Max. We didn't see you there. I hope we aren't breaking any gym rules by taking advantage of this stormy night."

Max reached down to pull up his shorts when I interrupted him. "Please don't be embarrassed. Speaking for the guys, I think we like the idea that we were able to give you a little show tonight."

Max was still at a loss for words. I didn't really think he would report us to the owner or try to cancel our memberships, but I wanted to make sure Max was a culpable participant. "Rather than getting dressed again, why don't you help me make this an unforgettable night?" I walked over toward Max, who was still frozen in fear and I reached out for his hand. He allowed me to hold his hand and then I pulled it toward my chest and gave Max his first touch of a woman's body. Not a teenage grope in the back seat of his truck, but a real woman who knew what she liked and how to get it.

With Daniel and Tony nearby, I leaned in and planted a kiss on Max. He had a difficult time relaxing, so I grabbed his other hand and placed it on my ass while I continued to kiss his boyish face and allow him to feel my breasts.

"Oh my gosh, Ms. Savannah", Max stammered, but I didn't allow him to speak and instead continued to explore his mouth with my own. I could tell when Max started relaxing and started kissing me back. The boys were now settled in for the show and gave Max encouraging words that he was going to have a great time if he let me lead the way.

What I had started as an insurance policy to keep Max from ratting us out had transformed into an exciting adventure with the young farm hand. I pulled the t-shirt over Max's head and was treated to a surprisingly well-developed chest with light tufts of hair covering his pecs. He didn't have well-defined abs like Daniel, but his stomach was flat and solid. I knew I had won him over when Max removed his own shorts and boxers. His cock was fully erect and the angle of erection was straight up like a newly minted man's would be. He had an oversized mushroom head on his dick which, otherwise, was slightly above average.

I pulled Max to the bench where the boys and I had been doing our horizontal dances and invited Max to lay on top of me. In this prone position, Max came into his own. He pulled my hair aside and began kissing my neck and my ear, while I could feel his dick at the base of my opening. Max worked his way down to my boobs where he delighted in flicking my nipples with his tongue and sucking them, one after the other. Max was a boob man for sure!

Daniel gave Max a slap on the ass, like he had with Tony, which made Max feel like he had been accepted into the boys' club. Max was now ready to fuck the same woman he had watch his bros please, just moments before.

My pussy was surprising excited by the prospect of being fucked by Max. It felt so twisted, but that is exactly why it excited me. I had never thought of myself as a cougar, but I was now discovering the thrill of being desired by a younger man.

"Max. I want you to fuck me good. I want to feel your cock inside me and I want you to spray me with your semen." Max nodded in agreement and went to work. Lacking the experience of his new frat brothers, he penetrated with his full length on the first thrust. I knew he wouldn't last long, so I asked him to rub my clit while he fucked me. Max was happy to oblige and for a few moments, Max and I were moving in unison. My back started to arch as I was ready to cum which instinctively moved Max to full orgasm. And what an orgasm he had! I had never had a man cum so much inside of me. He filled my love canal from end to end with his spunk. I would have never guessed the sweet kid from the front desk would be able to please me like he did.

Max was more than satisfied with his night in the members' locker room. After he finished, the boys were literally high fiving like they had all won the state title. I headed back to the women's locker room to clean up and get dressed.

What was left of the storm was just a light drizzle and all four of us walked out together. We said our goodbyes, got into our cars and drove away. As I was reliving the nights adventures during my drive, I knew I wanted to fuck the guys again. I had always desired Tony and Daniel, but now I had a new obsession with Max. He would become my next project. That young man has the potential to become my private lover and I can't wait to see him again.