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From Sales to Gym Ownership

By: milerdan2



Preface

Reading the "Salesman Enjoys Trip Of His Life" series prior to this series is strongly recommended. 

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A few years back, I got fired from my job as a very successful IT salesperson due to a sexual harassment claim made by my superior. My world came crashing down not only because I found myself losing a six figure income, but the fact that it was such a public debacle right before Christmas caused my fiancé to leave me. She wasn't only the love of my life but also the only person I could see myself growing old with. 

I know I screwed up that night of the holiday party but to call our interaction sexual harassment done by ME was absolutely ridiculous. The HR VP clearly had 2 drinks too many and just couldn't keep her hands to herself and my ass was one target of hers. In my stupidity, I posed for a co-worker of mine to take a picture while I was mimicking fucking her from behind when she was leaning over to talk to another colleague that was sitting down. I didn't even make contact with her as I was humping the air between us but since that moment was burned into eternity with my buddy's iPhone and his subsequent Facebook post (that idiot!), I was completely screwed. 

Sara definitely broke my heart when she broke up with me three months later. I was in such a dark place and lost a ton of weight and let my health go to waste with binge drinking nearly every night and skipping a day or two between showers. And with no income to speak of, she looked at me like the biggest loser and moved out leaving me with an expensive place in a Seattle high-rise. 

The past few years went through my mind. I had group sex more than once with Sara and she had seen me flirt with other women all the time but the combination of everything in my life collapsing must have been the straw that broke the camel's back. 

Fast forward a couple of years and the only thing consistent in my life is change. I have changed jobs three times since I was let go with the most recent termination being due to another downsizing at a major corporation. 

What also changed was my physique. I have been a fanatic when it came to getting back into shape after Sara left me so I find myself at some sort of gym 6 times a week. I even bothered getting a number of different personal trainer certifications in addition to getting an online degree in nutrition and attending different seminars that teach you about pressure points, stretching and posture movement therapy. 

At one of the conferences, I met a guy who was a successful online entrepreneur selling supplements online, most of which have to do with weight loss, energy boosts and mental clarity. I usually think that people get ripped off with these things and since there is no FDA oversight, the stuff that he was mixing together might as well been powdered sugar. I shared with him the supplement I found while cruising the Caribbean that gave me the strongest boner and allowed for one sexual adventure after another.  

As soon as I mentioned the brand name to him, he could immediately list all of the ingredients to me and explained that they cost nearly nothing. When I asked him why he didn't sell those, he just said it wasn't his "thing" but after further discussion, it seemed that his wife and business partner was against anything sexual. What I walked away with was a ton of information, wholesale contacts, and an inspiration to start my own business. 

'We regret to notify you that due to recent changes in...' was the only thing I needed to read in my email to know that I didn't make the cut during the latest downsizing. Or since I did get laid off, I must have made the cut?!? I felt worthless since management didn't even bother calling me or having me come into the office to let me know about the news. 

Either way, here I was with my savings account needing to be depleted again and no one to get laid with. I telecommuted most days and that day was no different. It was Friday and based on the text responses I got, all my friends were going on some sort of date. 

Since a majority of my friendships were made with Sara, I either lost some friends or couldn't fit in when by myself. 

I closed my Outlook and started browsing the web when next thing you know I ended up at some classified website where instead of selling goods, women were selling their services to men in 30 minute increments. 

I was horny as hell and when I saw an ad of a slender brunette who promised an unforgettable date, I made the insane decision of hiring an escort. She was to come my place at 9 pm and her only request was that I was freshly showered and if I want oral without a condom, to be "neatly trimmed" down there. Since it's been months since my last one night stand with a random girl, I wanted to get as much out of it as possible. 

Starting at 8, I spent the next 30 minutes in the shower grooming myself. Since I took an enhancer pill right before and the fact that I was anticipating what was about to happen, my cock was rock hard the entire time. The escort called herself Monica and my only request for her was to wear something sexy like a miniskirt, stockings and heels. 

Monica rang the bell downstairs at 8:45 and apologized for being early and didn't want to wait in the cold. When I opened the door, I understood why. The petite wore a mini dress that didn't cover her shoulders nor anything below her mid-thighs. She didn't wear heels nor stockings so I was a bit disappointed despite her amazing cleavage and angelic face. 

"Hi, I am Monica. Don, right?" she asked.

"Yes, nice to meet you," I responded.

"Don't worry, I got the heels and hosiery in the purse. I was already pushing the envelope with this while on the bus," she said referring to her skimpy outfit. 

"I agree. Feel free to use the bathroom. I left your gift there for you," I said referring to the $250 I was about to spend on this date.

She walked off and closed the door behind her. She was gone for about 5 minutes and when she finally walked out, my boner immediately poked up again.

"You have a nice place here. I love your oversized bathtub. And the view, wow!" she said in amazement. 

"Thank you. I have lived here for the past 5 years and am not planning on moving soon," I lied knowing that I probably couldn't afford this place for another 6 months. 

"So you must do well for yourself," she inquired.

"Well, I got laid off today so I need someone to pick me up," I responded honestly not believing myself I was this up front with her.

"I am sorry to hear that," she said seemingly empathetically. "So what can I do to pick you up, stud?"

"Well, I was hoping we could start with a nice blowjob and take it from there," I explained. 

"Would you prefer telling me what positions you want us to try now or just go with the flow?" she asked.

"I am not sure. I have never done anything with a hook... escort before," I responded.

"I have extra thick condoms to help you last longer if you think you might cum too quickly," Monica said nonchalantly. 

"Uhm, wow. Ok, I guess," I stuttered since I was caught off guard. I knew I could fuck with the best of them when I am sexually active but this last period of abstinence might have affected my stamina. Even if it didn't, a thicker condom might allow me to be more aggressive with her. I really needed to get my frustration out.

"You are a good looking guy so I don't think there will be any issues with sucking your cock without a condom. Would you like me to take off my dress now?" she said sounding very transactional.

"Why don't you get on your knees and suck my cock. You can leave everything on," I said changing the tone quickly. 

Monica followed me to the French doors leading to the balcony and I just leaned back and watched her finding a comfortable spot for her knees on the hardwood floor. 

"Just squat baby and in a little bit, straighten your legs so I can see your sexy ass in the mirror," I suggested.

Once her face was inches away from my crotch, she finally saw the outline of my 8 inch member and I wasn't sure if her reaction was positive or negative. She just pressed her lips together and raised her eye brows. She fiddled with my belt at first and then with my zipper. Once she pulled down my jeans, my cock sprang out and hit her in the face. To her demise, it was covered with a ton of precum that smeared all over her forehead. 

"Shit, wow," she cursed angrily at first but she knew she was there to do a job which she started skillfully. She rubbed the remainder of my juices down my shaft and started to slowly suck me. 

After a couple of minutes of a pretty impressive blowjob, I build up more confidence and held onto her head to force more than a few inches into her mouth.

"Can you deepthroat?" I asked.

"Not that size, sorry," she said and looked up at me for the first time. I had removed my shirt so I was naked with the exception of my pants wrapped around my ankles. "You are fucking hot," she said before touching my abs and chest. 

"Any special offers for a good looking guy?" I asked jokingly. "This must be easier for you than some fat, hairy old guy," I said trying to not sound too conceded.

Monica didn't say a word but instead stood back up and with her 6 inch heels tried to get her 5'3" frame close enough to my height to kiss me on my lips. Before our lips made contact, she whispered "I have never French kissed a client before."

I didn't care if she told me the truth or not but the kiss that followed was amazing and gave me goose bumps all over. I grabbed her ass through her thin fabric and before another drop of precum came out of my rod, she stepped back and leaned forward to continue the blowjob. 

Watching her ass wiggle in the mirror made my hip thrusts more aggressive. She actually tried to take me deeper but simply couldn't. Seeing her sexy opaque stockings from behind wanted me to get show to the second act. 

"Where is the condom? I am ready to fuck your sexy little body," I moaned as she continued the blowjob. 

I didn't look where she got it from but all of the sudden she took her mouth off and ripped the package open. The condom was not only thick but probably meant for a cock one size smaller as it quickly squeezed the hardened flesh. She spun around and leaned over the couch. 

"Do you need any lube or should I eat you out so you can get wet?" I wondered.

"Trust me. She is wet. Take it easy at first though please, you are not the smallest cock out there," she said.

"So I only have to be gentle at first, meaning I can get rough in a little bit?" I asked while I pulled her black thong aside.

"We will see about that," she said which meant nothing to me.

Her pussy was definitely wet when my latex covered dick made contact with her labia. I didn't waste any time going all the way into her. 

"Fuck. Gentle please," she begged.

So I just started slowly and despite her pussy being fairly tight and very hot and wet, the extra thick condom definitely took a lot of sensation out of the equation. I just took her slowly from behind for a few minutes. She was either good at faking her pleasures or actually enjoying herself as she moaned out loud. 

When I finally pulled out, my cock was now as hard as ever. 

"Take off your dress," I demanded.

Monica turned around and unzipped the top of her dress to allow it drop to the ground showing off her sexy ass.

"Now your thong." I ordered and she slid it off while bending forward causing my cock to twitch.

She turned around and presented her sexy body to me with only a lace bra, garter belts, stockings and heels - all of which was black - covering her body.

"What do you think?" she asked as if she was my girlfriend needing my approval.

"Sexy as hell. 34C?" I asked referring to her tits.

"Right on. Impressive," she responded. "What would you like to do next?"

"How much time do we have?" I asked.

"Well it's 8:35 so we have some time," she responded.

"Do you usually cum during your appointments?" I wondered out loud.

"Nope. Very rarely when I get fucked really good," she responded.

"Well, that sounds like a great challenge," I joked.

"Honestly, I can cum very quickly if the guy hits me at the right angle and I play with my clit," she explained.

"So I guess what I am getting at is that I would love for you to cum for me," I explained.

"Anything for you stud," she said grabbing my cock and reaching up for another French kiss.

"Anything, really?" I asked.

"Within reason, within reason. I know what you guys like: Anal, spanking, facials, anything else I am missing?"

"That about sums it up, so which of those are not off-limits?" I asked.

"Ha, you don't hold back, do you? Let me guess, you were in sales before?" she said.

"You are avoiding the question," I said light-heartedly.

"So are you. Definitely no anal. You are way too big and I am not clean down there. Feel free to spank my butt, lightly though," she said.

"What about that facial thing?" I asked.

"Usually I don't do that and when I do, I charge extra," she answered.

"How much?" I wondered.

"$50. But nothing straight into my eye and I definitely don't swallow. I don't care what people say about HIV not being transmissible through the mouth," she said.

"Ok. Deal," I said. "Ride my cock please."

"Look at you getting all gentleman on me now that you know you will get to cum on my pretty face," she said.

We made our way to the love seat and Monica wasted no time to grind my cock. She plunged down taking as much of me as possible.

"Fuck, you feel good Don," she moaned and I felt like she was sincere.

I spanked her ass gently and asked her to fuck me harder and she obliged eagerly. She kept her eyes closed the entire time and I joined her in it as well. My hands went between grabbing her ass to pinching her nipples through her thin bra. 

"Fuck baby yes," she kept moaning and started to take me even more aggressively. 

"Fuck my big cock. Fuck me harder," I egged her on and slapped her ass a bit harder this time. 

She finally opened her eyes and gave me a look of disbelief and smiled at me.

"What is it?" I asked moaning. 

"You are gonna make me fucking cum," she confessed.

"That's it, cum on my big cock," and before I could say anything else, she started cumming out loud.

"Arggg, fuck. Yes! I'm cumming baby," she cried out. I just didn't think she could fake such enthusiasm as she kept going through her orgasm. She finally hugged me pulling herself close to me. I didn't know what else to do so I kissed the side of her head and stroke her back.

"Sorry about that," she said pulling back all of the sudden.

"Sorry about what?" I asked confused.

"Nevermind," she just responded. "How about some doggystyle?"

"Sure," I said picking her up while I stood up.

"Fuck me like you mean it," she said with a smile.

"Be careful what you wish for," I responded knowing that she had no idea how rough I have fucked women before.

She got her little body into position and I got to work. Our hips quickly started slapping against each other and before I knew it, I was fucking her past nice o'clock. Since she didn't object, I kept fucking her in a couple of different positions before I couldn't delay my imminent orgasm anymore.

"Ready for my cum baby?" I moaned as I was no drilling her with her back on the couch and her feet next to my head.

"Yes, cum all over my face," she challenged me.

I pulled out and quickly pulled the condom off. The freedom my member experienced at that moment even accelerated my end game. Before I could finish the first stroke, a shot of semen hit her between her tits. The next shot went straight into her face and I couldn't even make out a specific area as it literally plastered half of her face. 

She was caught off guard completely and tried turning away when another equally strong shot hit her right side of her face. Another few shots escaped and so did the sexual and emotional frustrations along with it. Monica was a mess and didn't appreciate the amount of cum. 

"Sorry Monica, it's been a while," I apologized sincerely.

"Yeah yeah. That was some crazy shit. Nicely done," she said with sarcasm. 

She cleaned herself up and before I knew it, I was another $50 poorer and lonely. To make matters worse, my erection came back to life by 11 o'clock reminding me of the power of the supplements. If I didn't get out of the house, I would find myself whacking off most likely so I decided to go out on a run. 

But it was the typical Seattle fall weather and that meant some annoying constant drizzle that somehow would leave you soaking wet after a few minutes without feeling raindrops hitting you. I grabbed the car keys so I could go to the local gym I have been a member of for the last couple of years. 

I was dumbfounded when I arrived at the gym seeing the lights off so I quickly read their hours on the entrance to find out they close at 11 on Fridays. 

"Just my luck," I thought to myself. 

When I got back to the garage, I decided to take the stairs to the 35th floor instead of taking the elevator. 

When I got to the first floor, I ended up in the retail area that had an insurance agency, a loan office and the management office. The "For lease" sign for the 3,000 square foot office space was still hanging. It has been vacant since I first moved in and when I did the math, I could see why. 

The $36 per square foot price meant the place would run around $9000 per month. I was just telling myself that this place needed some sort of gym. Since I was a member on the homeowner's association board I knew that there were 375 units in this building so if each member paid $30 bucks per month, they could easily pay for and maintain a gym.

"Absolutely not," said Jeff, the board president. "Those things cost way more and are a pain in the neck."

I figured I would give him a call to run the idea by him the next day.

"Think about it. Some of us pay over $4,000 per month for this place. What will another $30 bucks do? The HOA fees right now are already at $280 per month," I pushed.

"I am not for it Don," was his simple response. 

"I am allowed to bring it up as an item during the next board meeting in two weeks, right?" I inquired.

Two weeks later:

"All in favor of letting members vote for a bid on a gym build-out say yes," said the board's vice president.

Next thing I knew was that a majority of people were for it. I volunteered my time to do all of the research for it since I had a lot of time on my hand. I was using my free time to continue working on the supplements online store and working out. I was almost ready to launch a website but I definitely had no money coming in yet.

So I spent the next five days talking to equipment wholesalers, contractors and insurance agents. When I added up all of the costs into the Excel spreadsheets, I felt my heart beating through my chest knowing very well that I grossly underestimated the cost. Before I even had the software calculate the amount needed per member, I knew it would be around $2000 due to the nearly $750,000 build out and that didn't include the ongoing monthly lease cost which I negotiated down to $30 per square foot. I definitely felt beaten and hopeless and decided to go the gym to let out some steam. For some reason, brought up the topic to a girl at the gym I frequently talk to. 

Teresa was the sexiest member there in my opinion and if she didn't wear the tightest boy shorts and top, she painted her ass and legs with the tightest Lululemon pants available in her size 1 or 2. Since she was happily married, I left my sexual advances towards her to my dreams at night. 

"I heard of something like that in Miami," she said. "It's a really nice place and not only do the condo owners pay for it through their dues, they even sign up for personal training and group yoga classes and stuff that they are willing to pay extra for. 


From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 02



Construction and planning

The next four months were spent on the build out and at times I felt I bit off more than I could chew trying to me the construction manager. Some parts of the project turned out to be far more expensive than originally planned but since over half of the work was done by Don's firm at a heavily discounted price, we ended up trending a whopping $225,000 under budget after two thirds of the work was done. 

With Teresa's blessing I decided to upgrade to some of the highest end appliances for the small kitchen/bar and found a way to add a steam room to the spa area where small shower stalls were located at. Not only would we have an eight person in ground whirlpool but also the steam room, a massage room but also separate areas for yoga and stretching, weightlifting and cardio. In the end, the layout was perfect allowing enough space for everything without being too crowded. There was about another month left before our grand opening when the numbers seemed to be more final and to my surprise, we still had $180,000 left.

"Keep it, consider it your signing bonus," explained Teresa.

I knew she was serious so I didn't even fight back. Working alongside with Teresa was incredible but also incredibly hard. She always dressed to impress and she knew it made me struggle. I never had the guts to ask to dial it down a little since I wasn't sure how she would take it. 

It was late Friday when Teresa and I were putting the finishing touches to the yoga room and there was an increased amount of sexual tension. A lot of tasks required both of us to be next to each other and sometimes I was standing right behind her as she was holding something and I had reach over her. I knew she noticed my hard-on that seemed to reappear from nowhere every few minutes.

"You know I would never cheat on my husband," said Teresa.

"I know," I responded.

"Do you fantasize about me a lot?" she asked nonchalantly.

"You know that's not fair T," I said using a nickname I have used for her that past few months.

"That's not where I am getting with it. Do you know why I dress in these tight clothes?" she asked.

"To be mean," I joked.

"Whatever. I understand that my husband thinks that I am the hottest piece of ass that he can ever have but there is something about the attention that other men give me, especially when they are as hot as you," she said.

"Every day," I said.

"Huh?"

"I fantasize about you every day," I admitted.

"Thanks for being honest," she responded. "It looks like you are ready to explode," she said pointing at my bulge. 

"You have no idea," I responded.

"Touch yourself," she said with a serious tone before pulling off her sports bra exposing her firm tits. I wasn't even shocked by what she did and quickly got excited about where this was going.

I just leaned against the mirror and watched Teresa touch herself as well. I put my right hand into my pants and started smearing the precum all over before stroking myself.

"I want to see him," she said moaning softly.

I pulled down my shorts and exposed myself completely in front of her.

"Mmm, your shirt. Take off your shirt," she said before sliding a hand down her crotch.

"You are so hot," she moaned.

I didn't say another word myself but just kept stroking feverously. We were only a few feet apart from each other so I was able to hear and smell her sex. I tried to cum as fast as possible so I could overcome the temptation of grabbing her slender hips to force her to turn around and burry my dick deep inside her tight body. 

"Fuck, I'm coming," she screamed not worrying if anyone in the lobby could potentially hear us.

I soon followed and just started shooting my cum all around me without aiming. Some landed on her leggings and most of it landed on the brand new floor. When we were all done, she ended up surprising me by being the one to wipe off the floor. 

A similar routine followed most evenings when it was just her and I. Even though we never took it further than watching each other masturbate, I was actually fulfilled sexually. Being taken care of in that category without having to put in too much effort (or money) I was able to spend some time on my side business as well. I only vaguely shared my online supplement business with her. But after having played around with different combinations of ingredients to come up with a powerful sexual enhancer for women, it soon became the top seller on my website. 

What Teresa didn't know was that each day I would try one of the pills on her by adding it to a protein shake that I made for her daily. I was surprised that she never wondered why sex with Don had never been better and she was still horny enough to masturbate in front of me. A lot of women complain about headaches or rapid heartbeats with similar products but for some reason, such feedback was very rare. Some women claim to have lost some weight since taking the pill which I thought I could explain with some of the natural ingredients I used. The best part was that I spent about 8 cents to produce each pill and sell it for as high as $4.25 for a single dose.

We were 48 hours away from our grand opening and Teresa had done a fabulous job with signage and mailers to make sure that all members were aware. We came up with a proposed schedule that included a weekday morning breakfast bar where we offered anything from scrambled egg whites to smoothies and cooking classes once week. I also offered my personal training services by appointment and a group strengthening, stretching and cardio class. We would offer all classes for free and the personal sessions and food items at 50% off the first month. Teresa was so excited when we presented everything to her husband Don at their house Wednesday night. I had tried a new formula on the blonde and I could tell that she was hot and bothered all evening. 

Don's phone rang and he quickly picked it up and left the living room. 

"Fuck. I knew this was going to fucking happen. I told you," Don screamed on top of his lungs.

He stormed back into the room with his car keys in hand: "The foundation on the 2nd Ave high rise project cracked. I knew the engineers didn't draw up the schematics right. I gotta go and see if it can be salvaged but I am sure we have to spend a million bucks digging it up and starting over."

Teresa's mood quickly soured and lost all of her enthusiasm. A few minutes after he left he called Teresa to apologize about his outburst and told how proud he was of us. 

"Well, there goes my plans for the evening," pouted the blonde. "I am sorry, do you mind if you just go home. I'd rather go to bed since I am exhausted and don't want to be bad company. 

"Sure. I will see you Friday early A.M," I said before I headed out without any physical contact. 

When I arrived at my place, I was ready to hit the sack myself so I brushed my teeth and reviewed the online orders that had been placed. I didn't realize that I was two days behind the fulfillment of the orders and there were 72 in the queue. So instead of going to bed at 9:30, I spent the next hour printing shipping labels and stuffing envelopes when the doorbell rang.

"It's me, Teresa," was the sultry voice of the blonde when I picked up the receiver.

I was confused as I was waiting for her to come up the elevator. When I opened the door she stood there in a trench coat and what must have been some very tall high heels as she stood taller than I have ever seen her before as she walked by me closing to door behind her. 

"What's going on?" I asked even more confused now.

"That call he received supposedly about the foundation?" she started.

"Yes?"

"Well, I drove by there and there was no one there and everything seemed fine," she continued. "So I logged onto our cell phone account and looked up the number that called him earlier. I didn't recognize the number so I tried entering it into my phone and it turns out to be his ex-wife."

"Are you shitting me?" 

"No. I put her number in my phone when she started coming back around last year. Don, I have been letting him fuck me three to five times a week and he still has the need to fuck his ex. I mean, what the hell?"

"I am so sorry," were the only words I could muster.

"We actually haven't had any sex since I was on my period until last night so I wore this underneath my outfit all evening," she said and opened up her trench coat exposing her Agent Provocateur black suspender set that caused my cock to literally jump through the hem of my boxers instantly. 

"Are you sure that there is something going on?" I asked still not sure if it was ok for me to take her.

"I am 100% positive. A lot of things are making sense now looking back. I filtered her number in the online log and they have been talking and texting each other dozens of times per day. When I surprised him with a blowjob when he came home late last month I could have sworn I tasted another woman on his cock. But since he became hard right away, I didn't think too much about it. Then I realized that the vitamin pills he has been taking are Viagra pills. Anyways, forget that bastard. My pussy is drenched and just imagining your cock inside of me will not suffice tonight, ok?" she begged.

I didn't want to have to say another word. Before our bodies even made contact my heart was racing and I could feel my body longing to intertwine with hers. She dropped the coat near the entrance and walked towards the bedroom. I remembered I left the office door open with all of the pills all over. 

"Why don't you pour us some champagne while I clean up my laundry in my room," I quickly said.

"Ok, Mr. Bachelor," she said while spinning around elegantly on one of her heels. I went into the office and grabbed a pill quickly for both her and me before closing the door behind me and headed to my bedroom. I swallowed my pill and kept the other one in my hand. When I arrived to my bedroom, I realized that it was very tidy except for a few random items. I guess the pair of jeans on the bed could constitute as laundry laying around so I removed it from the perfectly made bed. I heard the cork pop and seconds later I saw the woman of my dreams standing in front of me dressed in lingerie that is reserved for the rich and famous.

"To an unforgettable evening," was her toast as she handed me my glass and while I could see her sexual fire in her eyes I also sensed anger and sadness as well. We both took a big gulp and before I could set down my glass, Teresa climbed on top of me and forced me to lie back. She took my glass, drank the remaining champagne, and placed it on the floor next to the bed. She left some champagne in her glass and placed it next to mine. With nowhere else to put the pill, I just dropped it in her glass.

Looking up at her, her tits have never looked more inviting. Wrapped in a satin and lace material, the bottom three-quarters of her breasts were covered elegantly except for her dark brown nipples which were barely covered by a sheer material that allowed the erected flesh to nearly poke through. 

"I am so fucking wet for you," moaned the blonde as she kept grinding into my pelvic area. "I know I said I'd never cheat on my husband but I knew that was a lie. I wished I could have met you five years ago. I have been waiting for this day since we ran into each other at Starbucks," she said referring to the time where we randomly ran into each other when we got our morning coffee. At that time, we have seen each other at the gym for a few months but never had much of a conversation. I finally found out if what I felt that day was met with the same feelings by her. I remember her tight fitting outfit that was accentuated by a pair of sexy boots that I just stared at the entire time she was in line. 

My cock ached for her wet sex but I wanted to let Teresa lead the way; at least for now. Then it finally came: Our first kiss. I have kissed many women before both tenderly and aggressively but this one was special. Maybe it was because I have waited for years to kiss her or because it's been years since I have kissed someone I cared for, but the meeting of our lips and tongues was nothing less than magical. My desire to take out my raging hard-on nearly drove me to the brink of throwing her off of me to impale her immediately. Instead, I let her sexual desires fueled by her anger provide me with the hottest foreplay experience in years.

This went on for a few minutes and the desperation in her actions become more evident; so did the aching erection in my pants. "Suck my cock please," I asked politely when we separated ourselves to catch some fresh air. As she stepped off me so she could pull down my pants, I took off my t-shirt and just gazed at the amazing blonde stature in front of me. She didn't have an ounce of fat on her body and some areas of her arms were more defined than mine.

"You are simply perfect," I admitted.

"You are not too bad yourself. I can't wait for you to fuck me with that body of yours," she responded seductively at the same time my cock finally sprang free. The entire head was covered in my pre-cum with some of it already drying off.

Then, Teresa hovered over the waving end of my rod. She opened her lips wide, carefully placing it around my cock without letting any part of it actually touch her mouth. First she exhaled and then... hot, moist air surrounded my sensitive nerves and driving me absolutely crazy.

"Why are you teasing me?" I asked.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

I wanted to just lay back and let her have her way with me and not take an active role in her sucking my cock but I just couldn't keep my hands to myself. And with a pained roar I lashed out, seizing Teresa's head in my hands and forcibly shoving her onto me.

Teresa was able to open her mouth wide, and a moment later her lips were pressed all the way up against my crotch meaning my cock was a couple of inches into the tunnel of her throat. To my surprise, she didn't fight back nor did she gag. I tried to make eye contact with her but she was simply on a mission to swallow all eight inches of mine.

Then Teresa hummed as she pulled back, never quite pulling off and giving me a wide grin as her eyes flashed up to mine before she looked back down as she focused on deepthroating me again.

At first, it was just her head bobbing up and down on me while I held the back of her head in my hands. I let my head roll back, closed my eyes, and groaned as I felt the warm, exciting sensations shooting up and down my shaft.

Teresa kept up a steady rhythm for the most part, but for a brief moment, she froze and moaned softly around my cock. Her shoulder twitched a little as I noticed that her right arm was moving, even as her head continued its up and down motion. I hadn't really been paying attention, but I now realized that Teresa was playing with her clit while she blew me.

She had to pause a few more times as she brought herself to higher and higher levels of self-inflicted ecstasy, and at the climactic moment, she thrust her way all the way down to the base of my cock once again, deepthroating me at the same time as she came.

I could feel the tremors shooting through her body all the way through her throat wrapped tightly around the head of my cock. It was an earthquake of vibration as she moaned, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she rode out her climax with my cock filling her mouth.

Once that was done, Teresa sat back for a moment, catching her breath and wiping away the tears from her eyes. But then when she'd composed herself, she fixed me with a sharp look. "Time to finish you," she said. And then her hot mouth was on me once again.

I am not sure if that's how she liked to take care of her husband, but I needed her pussy wrapped around my cock. 

"Let me penetrate that beautiful pussy of yours," I said, referring to a part of her body I have yet to lay my eyes on.

"Sorry, Don usually has me make him cum so I can get him back up and he can then take me for more than a couple of minutes," she explained. 

"Alright, enough about that husband of yours. You are going to get fucked by me and you tell me when your vagina had enough," I responded thinking that I really wanted to pace myself to enjoy this tight body for as long as possible.

"Oh, she can take a good long pounding," teased Teresa before embracing me with another kiss.

She didn't even bother removing her luxurious thong and simply pulled it aside to allow my cock to enter her wet sex. The entrance felt as tight as her throat and her skillful pussy muscles created a resistant descend into a vagina that was unforgettable. 

"Damn, are you always this tight baby?" I wondered out loud.

"I work on all of my muscles and the Kegel exercises are a daily routine for me," she moaned while explaining. "Do you like my tight pussy?"

Instead of answering her, I grabbed her ass with both hands and sat up to meet her lips with mine. I don't remember the last time I was fucked by a woman as passionately as her. To my surprise, I was getting close to cumming fairly quick so I slowed down her frantic grinding my holding her ass in place. I was essentially unable to grab any of her ass' flesh with it being so tight. So I was left with cupping each check in its entirety with my large hands. Despite being held down by me, she kept on twirking her hip against mine. 

"Can I taste your pussy?" I asked vulgarly. 

"My body is yours tonight," she answered and climbed off my rod and lied down on her back.

I looked at the beautiful woman lying next to me with her legs spread. Her hands were already busy playing with her tits as she was anxiously waiting for me to get to work. At first I was planning on heading straight to her love triangle but I found my face only inches away from her heels covered feet.

I started by picking up her left foot and kissed her toes through the opening of her heels. I am not sure what was different about the expensive stockings she wore, but even my tongue could sense the luxury that was covering Teresa's sexy feet. I went from kissing to licking her toes and soon found my tongue traveling up her feet, past her ankle spending some quality time on her toned calve. When I finally looked up at her, I saw her now pinching her nipples aggressively and arching her back to burry the top of her head into the bed. All of the sudden, I felt her right foot rubbing my throbbing cock. At that point, a considerable amount of precum had accumulated again to the point where a strand of it remained connected between my tip and her toes. 

My excitement increased exponentially when I arrived at her inner thighs. I kissed and licked her between the top of her stockings and her smooth skin and with each breath I took, I could smell a stronger scent of Teresa's sex entering my nostrils. 

"That's enough teasing Don. Please lick my clit, I am so close to exploding. Please Don," she begged and somehow I enjoyed being in control. I thought she enjoyed the ruthless teasing especially once I got within an inch of her labia, but she soon made it clear that she had different needs.

"Don, please make me cum. I am actually getting frustrated. I really don't want to wait any longer," she said in a rather frustrated tone.

I skipped the last inch and wrapped my mouth around her clit and started licking it in circular motions; slow at first but her frantic humps indicated to me that she wanted me to pick up the pace. It ended up taking less than ten seconds for her to reach the beginning of her zenith.

"Fuck, yes baby. I'm cummmmming. Fuck me, yes," she cried out while rocking her hips against my mouth. She grabbed the back of my head with one of her hands and used all her strength to keep me in place. I tried my best to fight through the cramping of my tongue and suck up the overflow of her juices dripping out of her body. She held me there for what seemed to be an eternity and I had to hold my breath for a majority of time turning my moment of pure joy to agony. This woman just kept cumming until she finally let go of my head. 




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 02



I immediately sat up trying to catch my breath. My entire face was covered with her juices and I finally got a chance to see the content babe lying there underneath me. When the vixen saw that her right toes were covered with my precum, she grabbed her foot and licked them clean.

"Thank you. That was incredible. As I said before, my body is yours tonight so take what belongs to you," she said lustfully.

"Step off the bed so I can take you from behind," I suggested.

She hopped off the bed and before bending over, she grabbed her glass and finished the champagne. I didn't get a chance to see if the pill was still intact and by her reaction, nothing seemed to have been wrong. She bent over and put both hands behind her back to spread her ass cheeks. Stepping behind her, I was greeted by a tiny rosebud which I had to rub with my thumb after picking up some juices from her wet pussy. 

"Do you ever have anal sex?" I asked hoping for the right answer.

"Hell no. My pussy is tight enough and much cleaner," she responded.

Only slightly disappointed, I pointed my cock towards her pussy and wasted no further time to penetrate her. As soon as her pussy engulfed my organ, my heart started pounding again with goose bumps pushing through from head to toe. It wasn't just her tight vagina that pushed me over the edge. I believe it was the fact that I hadn't made love to anyone in years which made me appreciate this moment so much more. I tried picking up the pace and was quickly encouraged by her vulgar moans. I was actually getting frustrated I couldn't take her as aggressively as I wanted to hovering at the edge of my impeding orgasm.

"Fuck, I am so close. Sorry," I said.

"Why are you sorry? Cum for me Don."

Despite my best efforts to prolong the inevitable, my body, starting at the tip of my cock, started twitching and with an agonizing force, stream after stream of cum entered the babe's hot body. I finally collapsed on top of her and rested my head next to hers.

"You are amazing T," I said with full contentment. 

"So are you," she sighed. "Fuck, no pill."

"What?" I asked confused as she pushed me off of her and ran to the master bathroom.

"I am not on the pill. Don and I have been trying to get pregnant for over a year," she explained. 

At first, I panicked but then came to my senses. "Didn't you say you just finished your period? You should be fine," I said.

"You are probably right but I want to be sure. Damn, you came a lot," she said grabbing more and more toilet paper. I heard the toilet paper dispenser a few more times telling me she had a lot to clean up.

A few minutes later she finally came out still looking as sexy as she did before.

"You are still hard," she said, pointing at my semi-erect penis.

"He would love another round."

"I am getting a little excited myself," she responded. I realized that the pill might finally start taking effect. 

"Suck my cock," I said walking up to her. I met her in the middle of the bedroom right in front of the wall mirror. "Get on your knees." I wasn't sure if my direct tone was ok but she immediately obeyed and kneeled down in front of me. She had no problem swallowing the entire length of my growing member. Even once she got me fully erect moments later she was still taking me like a deepthroating champ. I used the hand opposite to the mirror to grab her head allowing for a beautiful view or the blonde's face descending on my rod. 

She ended up bent over the bed minutes later and this time around, I gave her the pounding that I had envisioned the first time. This time around was a lot more physical than sensual and I was worried that she didn't enjoy it as much until she announced another orgasm. That's all it took for me as well. My second cumshot landed on her ass and garter covered hips. To my disappointment, she didn't stay much later rushing home to make sure she got there before Don made it back. 

She didn't say much and I didn't hear back from her until the next evening when my phone rang.

"Hey Don. Sorry for barely calling you. I saw your texts. I confronted Don last night and in the end I felt guilty about what you and I did and we kind of agreed to put it behind us. He said it was over with his ex," she told me.

I wasn't sure if I could believe her or if she even believed it herself but my focus started shifting towards our grand opening.



From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 03



Grand opening

People were lined up outside the gym's entrance a good twenty minutes before we officially opened. A crowd of people anywhere from young kids to retirees swarmed the facility and took advantage of the free drinks and appetizers. Teresa acted perfectly normal and was actually doing a fantastic job advertising our group classes and private lessons. My eyes kept checking out some of the women that were present. I recognized a couple of them and even remember flirting with one of them who turned out to be Leslie and extremely eager to take some private lessons from me.

"What are your fitness goals?" I asked the curvy brunette.

"I am 5'9" and weigh 155. I know 135 would be rather impossible but anything toward that direction would be great," she explained.

"You never know," I responded. "Looks like you booked something for next Wednesday. Go to this website and start a profile so you can keep track of your food intake and our training sessions and other calorie burning activities," I said handing her my business card that had my direct line on it.

She chuckled and said: "Should I call you to learn more about those calorie burning activities?" 

I was sure she was flirting with me but didn't want to be too direct in this crowd of people that has grown to about 80 making it a near shoulder to shoulder event.

When she walked off, I took a look at her leggings covered rear which definitely had a few extra pounds of fat on it but was delicious nonetheless. 

By the end of the event, we had booked a dozen new clients, 10 female and 2 males, and it looked like the yoga and group sessions would average about 10 people. We also offered free fitness tests that checked one's height, weight, strength, endurance, flexibility followed by going over their goals.

Teresa and I cleaned up things without saying much to each other. I couldn't resist, nor felt guilty, for continuing to check her out in her tight yoga pants each time she turned her back and ass to me to pick things up or put them away. I went upstairs that night slightly frustrated and extremely horny. I was close to making a call to the escort but downed 3 Heinekens and fell asleep to ESPN instead. 

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I found myself at the gym at 7 am the next morning. While we had nothing scheduled until official scheduled until Monday, our online calendar showed 4 more requests for fitness tests. I blocked out everything for Saturday and Sunday but a few of them didn't hesitate sending me direct messages for various reasons.

From Lori: "Hi Don. It was great meeting you tonight. You really seem to be a great fit for me when it comes to finally meeting my fitness goals. I cannot wait for you to work with. Cheers, Lori 206-...."

From Leslie: "Hey Don. THANK YOU so much for creating this place. It looks great and I love your enthusiasm. I told my boyfriend about this place and he was wondering how it works for people that don't live here. I will see you first thing Wednesday morning. Have a great weekend."

I was disappointed to find out that Leslie had a boyfriend. She had a few more curves than what I usually find attractive but she is a gorgeous female and I already started picturing her 15 pounds lighter and how she would show her appreciation to me.

From John: "Don. Great job with the gym. I meant to ask you what the rule is for drop-in gyms and bringing guests.

From Heather: "I forgot to book a fitness test session. Please call me at 206-.... or email me to see when you are available." 

I didn't recognize her name nor did I recognize her from the profile picture that was part of her email signature. She turned out to be a real estate agent and she had no issues showing off her big tits, white teeth and curly blonde hair. I decided to get an early start and just called Lori and Heather and booked them for an 11 am and 1 pm that day. I finished cleaning the entire gym and after a good ninety minutes realized that I needed to hire a professional to come in and clean. I was told to budget for it but I thought $1,000 per month was a joke to pay someone to come in each day. 

Lori arrived ten minutes early with her own towel, yoga mat and bottle of water. She wore a fairly conservative outfit with some cotton leggings and NFL t-shirt. After getting to know each other while she was filling out the 2-page form, we were ready to start the session. She was an accountant for a law-firm and sat all day so she had posture problems, low energy and admittedly a few pounds that she wanted to get rid of. 

"So Lori, it's completely up to you, but I would recommend taking a picture in your sports bra and if you are not wearing one, taking pictures with your shirt pulled up to show your midsection," I suggested.

"I didn't think I would be taking pictures today," she said rather uncomfortably.

"It's definitely up to you. I have found that the before pictures can serve as great motivators once you start seeing the progress you make. If you rather want to wait, we can do that do but again, the best way to do it is a before, meaning before your first day of your new workout plan," I countered.

She hesitated and thought about it for a few seconds and said "ah, what the hell. You don't post these online, right?"

"I will upload them to your profile and it will be up to you if you are willing to share any of the information including pictures on there," I responded.

After another moment of hesitation, she pulled the shirt over her blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail. My male instinct is to always look for the sexy features in a woman which quite frankly, she didn't have much to offer. As a trainer, my mind immediately started racing in figuring out what diet and workout plan will work for her. She was standing in front of me with her arms crossed and blushing. I took a few pictures from different angles and probably made her day when I told her we were done. 

5'5", 164 pounds, 36-32-41 were her measurements and we also measured her thighs, upper arms, neck and also her weight distribution. I then checked her heart rate and blood pressure before and after she stepped on the treadmill for 5 minutes going at a brisk pace. She was definitely spent after those 5 minutes and seemed embarrassed about it. I finally did a better job of taking off my inspector hat off to putting on my motivational hat and once we got to test her strength she actually shared a few laughs. She was only able to complete 4 pushups, hold a plank for 14 seconds, do a wall-sit for 25 seconds and hold some light weights in front of her for a few seconds. 

She did a great job sticking with it despite the fact that she was definitely being challenged beyond her usual comfort zone. At 39 years old, she was definitely where the average person would find herself but I knew she had some goals in mind. We were able to spend the last 30 minutes of the session going over her goals and a bit more about her personal life. It sounded like she was getting paid very handsomely when she made sure that I knew that whatever the cost she was willing to spend. It was the time piece that made her struggle more.

She claimed to work 60 hours per week on average and with much emotion told me that she was sick and tired of working for others while letting go of herself. She was single and, without having to guess to hard, someone that allowed no time to spend with the other sex. At the end of the session, we had agreed on going at it full force which meant that I would see her 5 times a week which made me at ease when thinking of paying someone to come in to clean.

After a quick lunch, I went through the same routine with Heather. She was much less concerned about dressing down to her sports bra and even changed into boy shorts to show off her 44 year old body that was in pretty good shape. Especially her tits were a formidable 38D or close to it and only her midsection showed some excess fat with her arms and legs already well-toned. She definitely enjoyed having pictures taken of her and dropped a few flirtatious comments here and there.

She also did much better on the fitness test and in the end, it turns out that her goal was to lose 8 pounds to bring her 5'6" frame down to 130. She was also aggressive with her schedule booking 4 appointments per week for the next month.

Later that afternoon, Teresa finally called me.

"I am really sorry for being M.I.A. Don and I worked things out and he is leaving her. He booked a 2 week vacation to Hawaii and we are leaving tonight. Good luck with the first two weeks. I gave your number to Jessica from the gym. She is the yoga instructor there and is always looking for more hours. She will do a much better job than me anyways," explained Teresa.

Our conversation was rather short and I was a bit angry that she threw that curveball at me last minute. The first yoga class was to start in less than 48 hours. As soon as I started freaking out, my phone rang from an unknown number: It was Jessica and she was to come in to meet me within half an hour. My heartrate slowed down until she walked through the door. 

As soon as I saw the babe in front of me, the lightbulb lit up. Jessica was the one girl who could give Teresa a run for her money at the gym we work out at. She was much younger, probably in her late teens or early twenties and just like Teresa, had the tightest body topped off with beautiful blonde hair. 

"It's so great to see you. I have never taken your classes but I heard you do a fantastic job," I told her knowing very well that most guys taking the class only take it because they want to see her up close.

"I recognize you as well Don. Teresa and I have been known each other for years and you have come up in our conversations before," smiled the blonde.

"Ok, not sure if that's good or bad. Let's get down to business. I am freaked out by what she pulled off. So are you available this Monday at 6?" I asked.

"Teresa mentioned that. I have a class at 6 but I already called the manager and told him I had something come up which is no big deal because he has 3 instructors to choose from," she responded.

"Great. Thank you so much. What were you thinking about pay?" I asked.

"Well, here is the funny thing. It's been taken care of by Teresa's husband," she responded lightly.

"Oh wow. Even better. So he paid you for the next two weeks?" I wanted to confirm.

"More like months," she responded. "If you like me, they think you should hire me permanently. No pressure, of course," she joked and grabbed my upper arm. "If you are game, I will switch my current schedule around completely and teach the afternoon classes so I can be here in the morning and the evenings you need me. It would add up to 16 classes per week so I need to make sure my body can handle it but I just love yoga so I think I will be fine."

Nothing that came up during our conversation was discouraging or concerning. Once I found out that she broke up with her High School sweetheart 2 months ago, my hormones started going out of control. She was so enthusiastic about our new setup and seemed so comfortable around me, that I had no issues having her catch me checking her out a few times too many. She wore a brand new pair of Lululemon leggings and a tight top made by the same company. 

I guessed her tits to be about C's and whatever sports bra she was using made sure to push them up as much as possible. I was getting confident enough to invite her out to dinner and a drink but to my dismay was shut down immediately.

"I live in Southcenter (which is about 30 minutes away each way) and don't think I want to go out with my workout gear if you know what I mean," she responded.

I still thought that she left a window open: "I could follow you that direction and we can grab a drink around there."

"That brings me to the second problem," she said and handed me back her picture ID that I made a copy of earlier. She was barely 20 years old.

"Oh, I am so sorry. I should have paid attention," I responded.

"You live here, right? I wouldn't turn down eating in and a glass of wine," she said and I swear my cock twitched instantly.

"That sounds great. I really feel like I owe you a great dinner. My buddy works at the steakhouse down the street. I could see if they could plate up some nice dinners to go and I have plenty of bottles of wine to choose from upstairs," I responded as calmly as possible.

I called up my friend and they could have dinner for us ready for pickup at 6. Since we had an hour to kill, we just stayed at the gym and chatted away. I could have sworn she showed off each part of her body at just the right times. The highlight was when she stood in front of me with her side turn to me when she took her hair out of her bun and loosened it up by running her fingers through the entire two feet of blonde perfection. 

With her hands behind her head, her chest pointed higher which caused her tits to perk up. The bottom hem of her top also came up showing off a glimpse of a very slim stomach.

"You are beautiful," I simply said after she was done freeing her hair.

"Aww, thank you," she responded and squeezed my upper arm again. 

When it was time to go I followed her to her car checking out her tight ass wrapped up in front of me. She drove an old Honda Civic that had a good 200,000 miles on it but she kept it very clean on the inside. Every time we drove by a street light, her upper body, face and thighs would be illuminated and my eyes wandered over in the same rhythm. Dinner smelled delicious and before we knew it we were sitting around my dining room tables with candles lit. She was in awe of the place including the furniture, the view and especially the kitchen. She had no idea what wine to drink with her salmon dish but after letting her taste a few bottles, she settled on the Riesling. 

I enjoyed my conversation with her and when I thought she was definitely acting her age maturity wise before, once she started working on the second glass of wine, she was becoming flat out childish. I didn't really mind but she was embarrassed of herself. We decided to watch a movie and as if it was the only option that made sense, we sat next to each other on the love seat. With luck have it, the movie turned out to be more romantic than dramatic and after a sensual scene, Jessica readjusted and leaned her head against my shoulder. 

So much had happened that week and while I would usually let things flow much slower usually, I put my right arm around her shoulder and pulled her in closer. She was close enough for my finger tips to reach her hip and after some adjusting on her end, I was tracing the upper end of her ass with my fingers. 

"You know what else Teresa told me about you?" she whispered suddenly.

"What's that?"

"That you have an amazing cock," she said nonchalantly.

Without hesitation, I leaned sideways to be able to grab her entire tiny ass and pull her on top of me.

"You know what men say about you?" I responded.

"What's that?"

"You don't want to know."

"What have you said about me?" she asked.

"I just listen and keep my comments to myself," I responded honestly.

"But I want to know. What do you think about me," she said while cupping her tits through her tight shirt.

"That's not fair. You know you are hot. What's a man to think?" I asked.

"Let me guess. You want to fuck my tight pussy?" she asked.

"Well. That would be a thought," I responded.

"What are you waiting for?" she simply asked.

I immediately pulled off her shirt and sport bra. Her perfect, and I mean perfect, tits pointed straight at my face. Her areola seemed to have been painted on using a dime to trace the outline. Her nipples were hard already and she just pulled my head against it. I sucked feverously as if my life depended on it.

"Fuck yes baby. Suck my tits. I am already so fucking wet for you," she cried out. I don't remember the last time I had sex with someone as vulgar, let alone as hot as her, but my hormonal engines were going into overdrive. 

"Suck my cock, now," I ordered.

"Yes, boss," she said and climbed off of me, pulling my shorts down at the same time.

I got on my feet and pushed the coffee table out of the way. Jessica went straight for my underwear.

"Holy shit!" she blurted out as soon as my 8 inches sprang free. "I should asked her what she meant by amazing. That thing is huge," she said. 

"I think she was referring about what it does to a pussy anyways," I said confidently.

Without saying another word, she went for it. She licked the tip a few times, stroked it, and shook her head when she realized she could barely fit her small hands around it. 

"Spit on it and shove him down your throat," I said after her playful behavior went on for too long.

She collected some extra saliva in her mouth, spit it on my cock with force and stroked it twice before attempting to deepthroat me. She managed about half of it into her mouth before hitting her limit. She kept at it for minutes, sucking and pushing her face against it but there was no more room to go. I was tempted to help out our by grabbing her head myself but I could honestly tell she was giving her best. 

She showed no lack in confidence when she leaned back, looked up at me and said: "My pussy is wet so why don't you shove that cock of yours inside of me. She pulled off her pants and was left in her black lace thong when I returned from the bathroom where I kept the condoms. 

"More than one?" she asked me confused.

"Maybe I have big plans for you," I responded.

"For the record, nothing up that hole for the past 2 months," she said pointing at her vagina, "and nothing that size has ever been inside of that."

I kneeled behind her and grabbed her tiny tight ass with both hands. She is 5'9" and the small size of her ass didn't match her tall body even if it was very skinny. I pushed her forward so she was leaning against the loveseat and pulled down her thong. I could definitely tell that she was musky but I could care less. My tongue actually went straight for her ass and it definitely wasn't perfectly fresh.

"What the hell?" she moaned out when the tip of my tongue made contact with her sphincter.

"Shhh," I just said and kept licking. With my nose stuffed against her ass, I licked her labia and reached for her clit. It only took her a few minutes to be close to cumming.

"Fuck, I am so close. Yes baby," she cried out.

Instead of finishing her with my tongue, I stood up and stuck my raging cock straight inside of her. She was tighter than I expected and knew I wouldn't make her climax with only a few inches inside of her. So with one hand on her clit and one grabbing her right tit, I forced my way deeper and deeper inside of her with each stroke while stimulating her from different angles. It only took a few more seconds for her whole body to shake.

"Yes, fuck, yes," she yelled out once I was fully penetrating her and her body was going through wave after wave of orgasm. I fucked her straight through it and continued even when I knew she needed a moment to come back to earth. I now had both hands on her ass and hips and kept drilling her tight pussy. It was a combination of her expressed inexperience with being fucked by a bigger cock and the fact that I should have cummed days ago that drove me to take her harder and harder.

It wasn't until I saw her grimacing face in the mirror when I finally slowed down and eventually pulled out exposing her dark red flesh of her pussy.

"Are you ok?" I asked while trying to catch my breath.

"Yeah. But I don't think I will be able to walk for a couple of days," she said.

"I definitely need you to be able to teach yoga," I joked but quickly kissed her on the back to comfort her. 

"Do other women take this without any issues?" she asked.




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"Uhm. I guess. Again, sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you," I said.

"Don't be sorry. I mean I have never cummed this hard and definitely want to..." she hesitated, "take it I guess. My boyfriend fucked me for 3 to 5 minutes and was done."

"What do you want to do?" I asked.

"What do YOU want to do?" she responded. "I want to make you cum, however I need to do it?"

"Do you want to finish me with a blowjob or handjob?" I offered. 

"Do you like that as much as my pussy?" she wondered.

"You have an amazing pussy but if she is done, another way is fine. As long as I get another chance at it," I said.

"I think it was the doggiestyle that made it worse. Here, fuck me this way and let's see how I can take it," she said and lied on her back with her feet in the air. I didn't waste another seconds pushing my member past her neatly trimmed hair straight back deep inside her body which caused her to grimace right away. So I stopped but she just grabbed my ass and pulled me towards her.

"Fuck me Don. Cum for me," she said and grabbed her left tits so she could teas her on own nipple with her tongue. I grabbed her thighs at first but as soon as I picked up the pace, I put my weight on it and grabbed her ass. To add more stimulation, I let my fingertips touch my cock as it was sliding in and out of her. I kept my eyes open so I could see her beautiful face so I could cum as quickly as possible. I don't remember how long it took me but probably no second too soon, my cock started pulsating over and over as shot after shot of hot cum filled the protected space between us. 

When I finally came back down from the zenith, I gently pulled out of her and excused myself to the bathroom after kissing her on the lips. She soon followed me and jumped into the shower as if she lived there. I watched her standing there in the oversized shower using the warm water to clean her private area carefully. I was worried what she felt and thought for a while until she suggested spending the night. I let her borrow one of my t-shirts and that is all she wore to bed. 

I forgot she had mentioned she had an early morning class to teach so by the time I woke up at 7, she was already gone. She texted me instead of leaving me a note: "Thank you for dinner and then some last night  I am ready to come over again but she is not quite yet," referring to her sore sex which made me feel a bit guilty again.



Monday:

I set my alarm for 4:30, making sure I had enough time to eat breakfast, shower up and open the gym up at 5:45. At 5:15, the doorbell rang; it was Jessica. Moments later I opened the door to look at the perfect blonde holding a tray of Starbucks drinks in her hands with a gym bag draped over her slender neck and shoulder. 

"Three drinks? Who else is joining us?" I asked.

"I got a latte, mocha and plain drip. Not sure what you like," she answered.

"Which one do you like?" I asked her.

"The latte. I added some vanilla flavor to it," she responded.

"Well, I will take the other two then. Thank you so much."

I caught her checking herself out in the mirror after she sat down the tray. I stepped behind her and by the time the front of my body made contact with her back, I already had a raging hard-on causing her to chuckle. She wore a similar set of leggings and my thin shorts allowed for me to feel her flesh nearly as well as if we were naked.

"And you wonder why you have so many people show up to your classes?" I teased her while nibbling her ear lobe.

"Hey, I am good at this yoga thing. And don't get carried away, my pussy is still sore," she said.

After the doors opened, a handful of people trickled in. It took until 6:05 for everyone to have arrived. I counted 11 of them and since I didn't recognize a lot of them, I tried to meet all of them before or after the class. Once everyone left, I started making an omelet and a protein shake for Jessica and me. With the doors open, we had a few people walk in seeing if there was food to share and to their dismay, I turned them all away. 

"You know I was thinking about preparing healthy food choices to my, I mean, our clients but I figured I would be too busy for it," I said.

"This is flipping amazing," she said after taking the first bite. "And it only took you 10 minutes for everything. You should give it a second thought."

"I will once I figure out if I can afford hiring some help."

"You have me and I am already paid for," said Jessica.

"How much did Don pay you? I thought you are only going to be here in the mornings," I said.

"Let me just say more than what I make in a year right now. I take college classes in the late morning and late afternoon right now so I am available until 10 for sure," she said.

"No offense, but I was hoping to hire a nutritionist, slash trained cook," I said and was afraid to hurt her feelings.

"I was thinking about taking a nutritionist class next quarter that begins in a month. And I do know how to cook," she countered.

"Alright, I will have you make our breakfast, snacks and lunches this week and you will need to be able to know the nutritional values of them. There is an app that helps with that," I explained.

"Fine. I will be your cook this week," she teased. 

"I am going to hop into the hot-tub and then I am off to do some shopping. Do you want me to get anything?" she asked.

"I like lingerie to be black," I said with a straight face.

"This body doesn't need any lingerie to get you hard," she said and grabbed my crotch before walking off to the locker room.

I got back to working on the schedule and trying to get Jessica out of my mind. I failed on both ends so I decided to take a break and see what kind of bathing suit a 20 year old babe wears nowadays. She didn't disappoint. She didn't hear me walk in so I was able to stare at her bikini covered tits from behind as she was leaning her head against the edge causing my cock to grow immediately.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful with a couple of sessions scheduled. By the time the evening came around, I couldn't wait till the next morning to see Jessica again. The same routine was repeated by her arrival with the Starbucks drinks and her sexy outfit. On the first day, there was only 2 men in the class. The word must have spread quickly as each one brought a friend along each and you could just see their lustful eye staring at Jessica each chance they got.

The day continued with a handful of beautiful women and one older gentleman coming in for sessions. It was also the first time I had a chance to work out with Heather and Lori. Lori continued her struggle and needed a lot of water breaks to make it through our session that existed primarily of body weight exercises. I spoke to her about her nutrition and mentioned to her that we would soon offer some breakfast and other food options. She suggested packing protein rich snacks that people can purchase in the morning to take to work with them which was an idea I definitely liked.

Heather was herself again and had no issues having me get up close to her and opening up more about her life. She was definitely a hot MILF and just went through a harmless divorce after her 2nd and last child left for college causing her to buy this condo. 

"So what about your love life?" she asked rather directly.

"It's in the making, maybe. I have been fairly cautious in that arena after a breakup with my fiancé a few years ago," I opened up.

"Sorry to hear that. You will get a chance to meet a lot of women in this new gig of yours so I am not worried about you," she responded.

"What about you? Are you worried about yourself?" I asked but quickly added, "I'm sorry, none of my business. Go ahead and do another plank."

"Don't be sorry. I guess there definitely are those lonely nights that I dread. How is my form?"

I placed my hand on her lower back and told her to push against it a little to improve her form.

"You are doing really well. If you don't mind, I will change your workout plan from a full-body type to a more area oriented one each day. That way we can really focus on specific areas and allow them to recover a few days before targeting them again," I suggested.

"Sounds great. I trust you with whatever you want to do with me," she said while starting to breathe more heavily. 

The rest of the session went along the same way and I had to remind myself that she was 44 years old when looking at her great body.

The next morning, Jessica's class had grown to 20 which was close to its capacity and Leslie arrived 10 minutes late to her first session and her uncombed brown shoulder length hair made it obvious she just woke up.

"I am so sorry," said Leslie who was wearing an outfit that consisted of a sports bra and running shorts. 

"No problem. Is your boyfriend ok you wearing this outside the house?" I asked without hesitation.

"Why wouldn't he? I am far from naked," she chuckled.

She turned out to be in pretty good shape and a pleasure to work with. She was also a college student and her rich parents were paying the $2,100 rent for her studio apartment. I really tried to keep my focus away from her well-proportioned body but her 36D tits wrapped by only some spandex type sports bra made it difficult. 

The rest of the week included a good amount of new appointments and Jessica's class getting too full to the point where it became impractical.

"Let's do a 6 and a 7 am," suggested Jessica. "I asked at the beginning of the class and a good amount of people would actually prefer a later start time."

"Let me change the schedule online and print it out for the door as well. I will email all current attendees too," I offered.

The weekend came around and I was hoping that Jessica would hint towards wanting to hang out again. Instead, she mentioned she had plans already and I didn't want to even know what would be better than spending time with me I joked with myself. All I knew was that I have met with 9 different women that week, and at least 6 of them I wouldn't mind helping me out with my blue balls; heck maybe all but 2 of them.

I was lucky enough to have to plan the grocery 

list and look at the finances which kept my mind occupied. I had already forgotten when Don expects to get paid but I made sure I set up a separate account that would transfer his share into. The first week was definitely a success. With some clients prepaying a month and 2 of them sessions for the maximum allowed charge of 3 months, we grossed $12,470 the first week. 

I spent 3 hours coming up with snack and meal plans and sent those out to every email address we had on file through the gym. I was starting to think of the possibilities if we were allowed to contact all HOA members but that might be something that I could convince the board at our next month's meeting. 

My trip to Costco and Whole Foods ended up costing nearly $1000 and I started to question my decision to add the food part to the business model. It was late Sunday afternoon when I texted a copy of the receipts to Jessica with a tag-line 'Ready to cook?' and she called me within minutes.

"I think I need to come over at 5 to prepare some of the food. We won't have time to do it at 6 since I have my class and you have your one-on-one with Lori," she said worriedly.

"You are right, I was planning on having everything ready right before 6 but I think it might be too much. Why don't you come over tonight so we can at least cut up some stuff and have it pre-mixed?" I suggested not even thinking anything sexually in regards to her coming over.

She quickly agreed and the evening turned into something very sexual. She arrived in a mini-skirt and halter top and I quickly noticed that she left out the bra part of her outfit. She made sure to let me flirt with her as we were cutting up vegetables and vacuum packing protein snacks. It wasn't until we were getting ready to clean up and put the vegetables away when she changed gears.

"Every time I see this or this I am reminded of last weekend," she said, holding a cucumber and carrot. Both were admittedly nowhere near my size with the cucumber being a good 15 inches long and the carrot being much thinner than my member.

"Not sure how to answer that," I said.

"You have no idea how much pain I was in for a good part of the week," she added.

"I am really sorry. I will be more gentle next time."

"Who said there will be a next time?" teased the blonde as she stepped closer to me. "How can my tight pussy trust your reckless cock ever again?"

Her dirty talk and close proximity gave me an 

immediate hard-on.

"All I can say is I promise to be more careful," I said cupping her tight butt. 

"Here, sit on the counter," she said and as I was jumping up, she held my shorts in place so they fell to the ground.

Staring at my fully erected cock she said: "Yep, still as big as last week. Damn it."

She followed with a blowjob that was nothing short of amazing. She began to be able to put a bit of my head past her esophagus and followed up with some aggressive stroking, more spit and more attempts to deepthroat me. 

"Fuck baby, yes," I moaned and grabbed the back of her head to pull her in closer. I didn't pay attention to the clock but I would guess that she spent a good 10 minutes working me with her mouth, hands, and cheeks. When her jaw seemed to get sore, I offered a change of pace.

"She is all yours already. Sucking your big cock got me all wet and excited."

I climbed off the counter and picked her off the floor to place her awaiting pussy right on top of my cock. She lowered her slender body on mine and her pussy felt just as hot and tight as the first time. While biting her lips, she took another few inches of me when she tried to jump off of me.

"Fuck, we forgot the condom," she yelled. "I completely forgot about it. I never really used them before with my boyfriend." 

"I am sorry. I am not that used to them myself. You are on a pill of some sort, right?"

"Yes, but don't get me wrong, I don't know where you have been so I'd rather be safe," she said.

"No, I agree," I said and picked her up to throw her over my shoulder and ran to the bedroom. "Can you put it on this time? That was a bit of a mood killer. Your pussy felt amazing without the barrier."

"No problem."

She ripped the package open and was about to put it on my cock.

"Use your mouth please," I said.

It took her a second to figure out how to roll out the condom with her mouth but after a few attempts, she had her lips wrapped around the rolled-up part and tried as hard as she could to squeeze her lips tight enough to be able to push the latex down my shaft. She ended up needing to use her hand but I applauded her for her effort. 

We were finally ready to continue and ended up fucking each other gently for a few minutes. At first I was on top of her in missionary style and then she rode me slowly. I just couldn't get enough of her firm breasts that were presented right in front of me and when I started sucking on her rock hard nipples, I could sense that she was approaching an orgasm. 

She skillfully tilted her hips forward to allow her clit to rub against my trimmed pubic hair and as soon as she found the right spot and angle she went for it. Her movements become more erratic with my cock barely moving inside her wet tunnel. While her pulsating pussy muscles stimulated my cock a little, the next minute or so was purely for her physical pleasure while I watched her in awe.

"Arghh, that's it, right there. I'm cumming baby," she whined rather silently as if she was getting desperate. She suddenly threw her head back causing her tits to stick up and I just grabbed and pinched both nipples to force her into deeper ecstasy. As soon she calmed down, she climbed off of me leaving my condom covered cock soaking wet on my stomach. 

"I'm sorry, but this time I want to be able to move the morning after. How would you like me to make you cum?" she asked. 

"Let's just go with the flow," I said and pulled off the condom. "Let me fuck your tits first."

I stood on the floor and let her sit at the edge of the bed. She quickly squeezed her tits together and moments later I forced my naked cock through the tight gap between her mounds. 

"Spit on it," I ordered her and after she dripped some saliva on my cock and her tits I added my own. 

"Open your mouth," I told her next and I started humping her chest upwards by about three inches with each thrust a few inches penetrating her mouth. I loved her eagerness as the perfect blonde teen sucked my cock skillfully while her tits wrapped around it nicely. 

After another minute or so, I had her lie back and used some her pussy juices to spread over my cock. I kept asking her to apply more making her wonder where I was going with it. When I felt it was wet enough, I grabbed her feet and wrapped it around my lubricated cock and immediately started stroking it. I then realized how sexy her well pedicured feet were. I thought to myself that the only thing that could make them sexier is if they were wrapped in a pair of high heels. Jessica just grinned at me as she watched me pleasure myself with another body part of hers.

"Turn over please," I said after a while.

I kissed my way up her calves and hamstrings until I arrived at her ass. After spreading her legs gently, I used me index finger to scoop out more of her natural lubricant inside her pussy and spread it in her crack. Before descending my cock between her tight ass cheeks, I spit a generous portion of saliva straight onto her anus. I started sliding my rigid shaft through her crack and tried to find a right angle to get the most pleasure. I definitely felt stimulated but realized that the only way for me to cum that night was by either whacking off or with her oral skill. 

"Alright, ready to finish me with your sexy mouth?" I asked.

"Bring it," said the blonde and turned around to lie on her stomach. While I was standing in front of the bed, she scooted to the edge until her nose ran into the precum covered tip. She took a big breath in through her nostrils before scooping up the clear fluid. I was seriously suffering from blue balls and I knew that a week of abstinence meant that a big cumshot was in store for my blonde vixen. 

Before I knew it, Jessica took me into her mouth and sucked me clean before tilting her head forward to get further down my shaft. 

She was still barely able to get it down about half-way before she had to stop. Once we knew what her limit was I spread the fingers of both my hands, ran them through the hair of the crown of her head, and held onto her head to keep it in place. I started rocking my hips slowly at first and watched her squeeze her tight ass each time I approached her inner limit. 

She allowed enough saliva and precum to collect in her mouth that it felt like my prick was swimming in hot fluids. The wet sounds that escaped her lips helped me in my desperate attempt to finally empty my balls. Just as I was about to announce my upcoming orgasm, I pushed it too far causing her to gag. She quickly pulled her head back through the forceful grip of my hands.

"Fuck, I am so sorry. Argh, that freaked me out," said Jessica.

"Are you ok? Damn, I was close," I asked concerned. I decided to stroke my cock to make sure I wasn't losing too much momentum. "Listen, why don't you just lick my balls and play with your sexy body and I will finish it myself."

"Are you sure? I feel like I am letting you down."

"I am having a great time. Don't worry. Is it ok if I cum on you?"

"Sure, why not?"

"I must warn you. It's been a week so there may be a lot of it. Any area you don't like to be cummed on?" I asked while still stroking my cock.

"I have never let someone cum on me. Where do guys usually like to cum?"




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 03



"Well, you have one of the prettiest faces I have seen. Your tits are to die for too. And don't get me started on your sexy legs," I admitted.

"Ok, so which part do you want to cum on tonight?" she said looking at me with her puppy eyes.

"Let's get started with your face," I said. "Get off the bed and lean your head against it."

As she climbed off the bed, I already prepared my mind to plaster the beautiful girl and her eagerness didn't disappoint me. She immediately licked my balls and grabbed my ass with both hands.

"Oh yeah, that's it baby. I am close," I said. My cock was getting a little dry, however. "Spit on it," I said while I was stroking my member right in front of her mouth. After she collected enough saliva she spit a good amount straight onto the head and I quickly spread it around."

"Fuck , that's it. I am cumming," I cried out. I stepped back about a foot and just like a valve failing in an overheated pressure tank, the seal came off of my cum canister as a thick stream shot out of my aching tip and extended straight to her lips. I looked down just at the right moment when I saw a foot long stream connecting our two bodies before the white cream splattered her face.

"Oh fuck," she was barely able to react before another stream landed on her cheek. I pointed down at her tits before another shot escaped and landed right in the valley between her two mounds. I feverously stroke my cock to force out the last few drips that I allowed to land on her firm tits.

"Holy shit. You should have told me that you would shower me with your cum," joked Jessica.

"I thought I warned you. Sorry, looks like I got some on your skirt," I said.

"Don't worry, I got a change of clothes in my car."

I stepped up close to her and didn't have to give any further instructions as my semi erect organ was close to touching her cum covered lips. She opened her mouth and sucked me dry and even scooped up some of the cum around her lips. I have had the pleasure of coming on women's faces many times before but that experience trumped them all. 

Even in her naughty state she still seemed too innocent. When it was finally time to clean up, she jumped into the shower and had me get her overnight bag from the car. 'Why didn't she just bring it up with her?' I asked myself as I got into the elevator with my robe on. 

The parking garage was cold and I regretted not wearing any footwear as I was walking over the cold and wet concrete. Just as I got the bag out of the trunk, a car pulled up behind me.

"Do I need to call the police?" asked a loud female voice. It was Heather, the 44 year old real estate agent driving in her Porsche Cayenne.

"Hi Heather," I said embarrassed.

"Yep, I should call the authorities; indecent exposure and stealing a woman's bag out of the car that doesn't belong to you," she said pointing at the rhinestone covered gym bag.

"Guilty as charged," I joked. "Have a good evening. I will see you tomorrow."

I felt her eyes glued on me as I walked past her car into the elevator. She waited until the elevator doors started closing before she kept driving.

When I saw that Jessica was still in the shower, I joined her and we used the hot water to help us relax for the next 10 minutes before getting ready for bed.



From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 04



The second week was a bigger success than the first. Not only did we run out of food each morning, generating $300 of extra income each day, but I also booked 6 more private clients. To my liking, the clients were 3 pretty women, 1 woman that was grossly overweight and 2 men who were fairly overweight. I definitely wanted the challenge of getting people into shape and mixing in a few babes kept things interesting for me. 

There were a few guys flirting with Jessica and while she was flattered at first, she got annoyed after a while. She was also annoyed by my friendly interactions with our female clients and after watching me work with them hands-on for a few days, she locked the doors for lunch on Wednesday, pulled me to the weight room, pulled down her yoga pants and lubed her pussy with her own spit. 

"Fuck me Don," she hissed and handed me a condom that she kept in her pocket. It didn't take me more than half a minute to get hard and the condom in place. Jessica used that time to rub her clit and add a few more rounds of spit to her private area. With both hands leaned against the wall-to-wall mirror, she was now ready to be fucked from behind. 

At least so I thought. Despite her best efforts to get herself wet, she was nowhere near being able to take 8 inches of throbbing cock. I got on my knees and tried to ignore the musky smell of her ass and pussy when I tried my best to get as much saliva of mine near her entrance. When I finally accomplished my mission, I stood back up and slowly pushed my way into her.

"Fuck me Don. She's ready," she ordered.

I didn't waste any more time and started fucking her mercilessly. She had yet to be able to take me that way up to that point. Watching her face fighting back the discomfort of my cock splitting her in half was a huge turn on. I couldn't believe I was ready to blow my load within a few minutes. Just as I was about to cum, I slapped her ass hard with both hands and squeezed her entire hip as I was driving my prick deeper into her than ever before. It felt like I came harder than the prior weekend and I didn't have to ask if she needed to be taken care of when she simply pulled up her pants, adjusted her shirt and walked into the bathroom leaving me standing there with my deflated cock.

I was unsure how this whole set-up would continue. I had no emotional feelings for Jessica despite her being that sexy vixen of an employee. The nearly 15 years of age difference just didn't allow my heart to get too attached to her. I found sexual interest in 8 of my clients and I was ashamed to admit to myself that if any of them made a move on me, I would allow things to progress. 'What were Jessica's expectations?' I asked myself repeatedly. I would find out the answer to that question soon enough.

After the second week since we opened our doors, things were going far better than expected. I now had a waiting list for people wanting sessions in the mornings and I was tempted to extend my hours from 9 pm until 10 or 11. I also added a few hours for Saturday morning and afternoon. I knew that sooner or later I would have to hire help but wanted to speak to Teresa and Don first. I was afraid that at some point they would turn off the financial faucet and any new expenses would be my responsibility. 

The final numbers for week 2 were $13,700 and even though I had another grocery trip planned, I was able to use a lot of the non-perishable items that were purchased the week before. While I wasn't quite ready to calculate my hourly pay with all expenses included, I did realize that by the time I had prepared the food Sunday night, I had put in 75 hours that week. I was mentally and physically exhausted.

To my dismay, Jessica said she had plans for the weekend so my pressure gauge in my balls was approaching the red zone again. I fell asleep after downing 2 Heinekens and woke up grumpy and still exhausted due to the 5 hours of sleep I got. Heather was my first appointment at 6 and for some reason, I wasn't sure anymore about how to take her slightly inappropriate comments she occasionally threw out there.

"So last week, whose bag were you grabbing half naked?" inquired the voluptuous MILF. 

"I had female company staying the night, if you really need to know," I answered somewhat annoyed.

"Let me ask you something," she added while starting another set up single leg presses on the machine, "are you afraid that you could get yourself in trouble again with a job that actually forces you to be touching women?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked shocked.

"I know why you were fired a few years back. Your name sounded so familiar. My ex told me about a story of a successful sales person getting fired for messing with the VP."

"Where are you going with this?" I inquired.

"Hey, I get it. My 44 year old MILF ass might not get your engines running as fast as Jessica's teen ass, but there are plenty of asses for you to look at and with your history...I don't know how you control yourself."

"First off, nothing happened with that VP. It was a complete misunderstanding. Second, if women like yourself wear tight clothes, don't be offended if men around you take a second and third look."

"I am not offended. I am just wondering if your history would be a concern to some of your clients," she said.

"You tell me. I feel like you are about to blackmail me or something," I said getting increasingly nervous.

"Don, please. I really like you and wouldn't want to mess with your success."

"So why are you bringing it up?" I asked.

"There were more stories about you," she added.

I didn't even say anything as she switched to leg curls next.

"Rumor has it that your fiancé had a pretty open relationship with you and that you guys did some crazy things," she explained.

"Who the hell would start sharing that kind of crap?" I asked but knew that my friend Dave had a big mouth and liked to brag about the things we had done.

"Is it true about your big cock?" she asked as she was grunting through a tough set of leg curls. Her ass was as tight as ever as she squeezed and flexed every muscle below her waistline. 

"Wow. I cannot believe where this is going," I just said.

She sat up and turned towards me. "Listen, I don't want you to take this the wrong way and if you do, I apologize. I am not looking for a relationship or anything, but this woman (she said pointing at herself), needs a good fuck every once in a while and it has been a long while. Those toys keep me level-headed but I really need a big cock to take care of me."

"And that's where I come into play?" I asked and essentially answered the same question.

"Don't say I said it first. I want you as my trainer and I love how much you have been able to push me. Call it a bootycall or whatever, but I'd be more than happy to tip you for your services with services of my own," she explained.

It now made sense why she dressed herself in the tightest leggings she owned, washed her hair before working out and covered her large tits with a tight shirt that barely covered over half of her cleavage. 

"Fuck it. I have a break at lunch between 11:30 and 1. Why don't we eat lunch at your place and see where things go?" I suggested.

"I will make sure they go the right direction. What turns you on?" she asked.

"That's a loaded question," I answered.

"Hey, I am not stupid. You fuck a girl half my age so I want to make sure I can compete," she explained.

"Don't sell yourself short. You are sexy woman," I said trying to encourage her.

"Well, thank you. Do you like lingerie, costumes, toys, bondage?" she asked.

"What the hell do you have upstairs?" I wondered.

"Just a few items but I do have a few hours to go shopping," she explained.

"Not sure. Anything is fine," I said.

But she insisted: "Don't be shy. Call it your wish list."

"Alright, I must admit. I have seen you in your work outfit when you go out and show clients some homes. Maybe something in that direction?" I thought out loud.

"Ah, some role playing. I like it. Tell me more. What exactly would you like me to wear?"

"Some high heels of course, 5 inches minimum. Stockings and garter too of course and a skirt that barely covers any of it. For the top, anything you don't mind getting ripped."

"Mmm, so you are the aggressive type. I like it," she teased. "I think I know where to go from here. I can't wait," she said and as if we just got done talking about the weather, she was starting her set of side lunges.

I had the hardest time not getting a boner for the next 4 hours. Jessica seemed a bit standoffish which made things a little easier even if her boy shorts didn't.

When it was time for me to head upstairs, I decided to not waste any time and left a few items out that I usually put away. Just as I was about to head to the elevator, there she was standing in her sexy outfit.

"Don, right? I cannot wait to show you this condo. It is great to meet you," she said walking towards me in her platform high heels causing a loud clanking sound in the hallway.

"Heather, right?" I played along.

"Yes, pleasure."

"The pleasure is all mine. The agency should have prepared me for sending a beautiful agent like yourself."

"Oh stop it. When I heard that it was a personal trainer that is looking to buy this place, I insisted on being the one to service you and I am glad I did."

During the short elevator ride, I took a closer look at her. The skirt was barely covering the top hems of her fishnet stockings. I am sure there were a couple of people that had just walked through the hallway before I got there. She also wore a blue button up shirt that left the top three buttons undone and with that, showed off part of the black lace bra.

Once inside, she actually gave me a real presentation. Except for bending over to show me extra outlets or stepping on the kitchen counter to show me the recessed lights, which gave me a clear upskirt view.

"The place is great, but the price might be a bit too steep," I said even though there was no price mentioned. 

"Listen, Don, I really need this sale and I am willing to do whatever it takes for you to make me one happy woman today," she said stepping within inches to me.

"Let me ask you something," I said and grabbed her left ass cheek through the skirt. "Do you always dress this slutty when showing homes?"

"Only if I want to make a deal with a hot guy," she teased back.

I stuck my tongue out to be immediately met by her stretched tongue. We swirled them around each other with our lips barely making contact. 

"I tell you what, you deepthroat my cock and we might have a deal," I said.

"That will be the easiest sale yet," she said and dropped to her knees in the middle of the kitchen. She fiddled with my belt and zipper until she finally freed my raging cock from its constraints.

"Shit," she said as she laid eyes on it for the first time. "This might be harder than I thought."

"Actually, he can still get harder," I teased her.

She started with a gentle kiss on the tip followed by licking me underneath the entire length before she licked my balls. "This is fucking big. What if I get most of it down my throat?"

"Balls deep. I want to see my balls rest against your chin," I explained.

She then took my in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head the same way she did with my tongue. Three inches, 4 inches, 5 inches disappeared in her mouth after she opened her throat for me. She didn't quite get to about 6 before she pulled back and gagged. "Damn it," she said frustrated.

She repeated the same steps just to finish a couple of inches short. My cock had finally grown to full strength which made the last attempt even harder. I grabbed the back of her head and held her in place when 5 inches were surrounded by her mouth and throat. To my amazement, she just let me hold it there. I think she found a way to breathe through her nose and I just moved about a centimeter back and forth and she simply held onto my hips. About two minutes passed before I realized that she was getting too uncomfortable. 

After telling her how amazing that was she sat up on the kitchen counter and propped her heels on the edge to open up her legs wide. She wore no underwear exposing her hairless cunt causing me to look surprised.

"Hey, you didn't say anything about a thong or anything. How do you like my laser hair removed pussy?"

"I didn't even know that was possible," I said surprised.

"All things are possible if you really want it. Right now I want you to eat my pussy," she hissed.

I don't know what she did to her pussy, but it tasted amazing. Somewhat fruity and she had no issues producing juices that soon collected on the counter and the edge of her skirt. 

"Fuck yes, keep going," she said while pulling my head closer to her.

I was eating her out until my tongue grew tired. 

"Left drawer," she said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"Get my dildo out of the left drawer," she ordered and in my confusion I opened the drawer that was underneath the kitchen island. Inside of it, amongst a few kitchen items was a dildo about 6 inches long and as thick as my cock. "Fuck me with it, while you lick my clit. I promise you I will come within seconds," she said while rubbing her clit.

She scooted to the edge of the counter leaving her ass half-way in the air. She used the pots rack above her to hold herself in place. She was right. As soon as the dildo disappeared inside of her and my tongue made contact with her bundle of nerves, she started shuttering.

"I'm cumming, fuck me hard. Fuck me harder, yes."

I did just like she asked and almost felt like I was punching the toy into her abdomen. She finally let go of the rack above her and nearly fell off the counter. She gathered herself and tried to deepthroat my cock again immediately. She still was a few inches short which seemed to frustrate her. 

I grabbed her by her shirt to signal her to stand up. Once she was standing, I grabbed each side of her shirt and ripped it open. A couple of buttons fell off and instead of ripping off her bra, I pulled the lace cups over it causing them to push her tits higher. I squeezed both of them hard and Heather showed no sort of resistance so I squeezed them even harder. She just returned the grip with a lustful look. 

"Fuck me already Don," she said aggressively.

I spun her around not caring about the lack of protection and went straight for her wet pussy. 

She briefly cried out due to being filled by me and said: "Wrong hole."

Under any other circumstance, I would have been confused but it dawned to me that I could tell that her ass was lubricated.

"There is lube in my bedroom," she said and grabbed me by my cock. She was barely able to walk straight in her 6 plus inches of heels and quickly sat on the bed once we arrived to her room and grabbed the bottle that was placed on the nightstand.

She applied more lube to me while I was standing in front of her and leaned back to bring her legs in the air. She stuck a lubricated finger up her ass and she soon told me she was ready.

"Please be gentle," she begged as I got into position. The first try at poking through her rosebud resulted in my cock sliding up towards her labia. The second time I grabbed the top of my cock to just leave half and inch sticking out so I could use more force to penetrate her tight ass.

To call it tight was an understatement. I worked on it for a good minute before she finally relaxed enough to allow any sort of penetration.

"When was the last time you had anal sex?" I asked her.

"I used to do it all the time. My ex was an anal freak. I thought it would be easy as in the past...ouch. Shit that hurts," she whined.

After another minute or two of allowing her to get acclimated to my prick, she poured more of the lube on the top of me with a generous amount dripping on her skirt below. I leaned forward to kiss her lips for the first time and she bit my lower lip in response. 

"Is my MILF ass tight enough for your big cock?"

"Hell yes. Ready to be fucked yet?" I countered.

"Go for it," she said and grabbed her fishnet clad calves and pulled them back behind her head. I love flexible women and Heather was far more flexible than a majority of women she could be a mother to. The next thing I remember is my cock balls deep inside of her and the combination of by swollen balls, her tight ass and her stretched legs beneath me got me closer to climaxing than I had wished. 

I kept fucking her deep and with each stroke I felt myself getting one step closer to the finish line. Thoughts were running through my mind that I was possibly disappointing her considering the stories she heard. Before I could decide to pull out to prolong the inevitable she squeezed her ass even tighter and I pulled my cock out just in time before the first shot erupted. I soiled parts of her skirt before showering her bra covered tits with my cum. My body shook uncontrollably as I jerked my cock through the last spasms. It took me a few seconds to catch my breath and gather my thoughts. 

"Sorry, I came too soon," I said.

"Are you shitting me, I was praying you would be done sooner. My ass is on fire. Next time, we might just have to stick to my vagina. Damn, that was a lot of cum. So you want this place?" she joked continuing the role playing.

"I will need to stop by a few more times. Can I insist on you being the agent each time?"

"You bet. I will tell the agency that there is a good chance you will come again."

I washed my cock with hot water and soap and was about to hurry out the door to grab some lunch when Heather let in the pizza delivery guy.

"Pizza? I thought we had aggressive goals to meet," I said referring to her 1 pound weekly weight loss goal that included a 1,600 calorie food intake daily.

"I had an extra workout today," she said kissing me right in front of the young kid before handing him some cash. She put on a jacket but didn't bother covering up her soiled skirt or sexy leg and footwear before she opened the door.

When I returned to the gym with my stomach filled and balls drained, Jessica caught me off guard.

"You left a fucking mess around here," she hissed.

"Hey, hey. Watch your language. I had to run an errand. I will clean it up," I said.

"Too late, I already took care of it," she said a little less aggressive.

"You ok?" I asked.

"I am tired," she admitted.

"Are the two jobs and school too much for you?" I asked.

"It's, it's everything. The job probably the least of it, kind of," she hesitated.

"What do you mean?" I asked right as my next appointment arrived.

"Hey Michael, I will be right with you," I said. "Let's talk about it later, Jessica."

Michael's workout went well. I actually met someone that was superior in a lot of physical areas to me. He pushed through a customized circuit training session that consisted of a total of 80 pull-ups in 50 minutes. He could barely lift his arms at the end and actually motivated me to give more at my next workout. Jessica and I didn't get a chance to talk until the evening when she called me after work.

"What's up?" I asked her casually.

"Alright, no more b-sing around. I am not sure what to think about us," she admitted.

"Not sure what you mean. Like if we are dating or not?" I probed.

"Well, that's the thing Don. I have been dating someone off and on for a while," she said.

"I thought you broke up with your boyfriend months ago."

"I did. But there is this guy who has been a really good friend of mine since Middle School."

"Okay," I responded confused.

"And when my ex and I broke up, he was there to support me," she said and I could sense some emotions arise.

"That's fine. You don't have to explain yourself. We can keep it completely professional. I really need you to work at the gym though," I said concerned.




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 04



"His name is Mike. He doesn't believe in sex before marriage so he is really trying to keep us on a straight path," she explained.

"Oh, I see. Like I said, we don't have to have anything sexual happen to make this work," I said.

"Easy for you to say. You have women lined up ready to be fucked by you and I have this hot body for no one to enjoy? I love sex and even if your cock is 2 sizes too big for me, I love every inch of it," she said.

"I guess I don't know what you expect from me then," I admitted.

"That's exactly my dilemma. I tried to keep my distance from you from an attraction standpoint but next thing I know, I pull my pants down in front of you. You are much older than me and that sooner or later you will find a woman to start a serious relationship with. If I ever come to you and you are tied up, I will understand," she continued.

"Well, listen up. You are the hottest, most beautiful girl I know. I am a guy and if you are willing and ready to have sex with me, I will not say no. I can make sure to not put you in a predicament of sorts," I said.

"I might be cutting out, I...," and the connection was suddenly lost. One minute later, the doorbell rang.

"It's me," said Jessica once I picked up the receiver. 

I let her in and while she looked frazzled, she also had a look of fire in her eyes.

"Well, here I am. Now what?" she asked.

"Uhm, you tell me. I was about to take a bath actually," I said.

"Can I join you?" she asked.

I hesitated for a few seconds but my hormonal senses got the best of me so I picked her up by her armpits until she wrapped her legs around me.

I drew the bath and Jessica used the facilities and got undressed. The second I saw her naked body, my cock sprung up. She pulled down my shorts and started stroking my cock while the water was still running. 

There were enough bubbles to cover us to our necks which allowed me to focus exclusively on her face. After a few minutes of soaking in the bathtub we finally continued our previous conversation.

"Does this make me a slut?" she asked bluntly.

"What?"

"You know. Twenty years old, letting myself be fucked hard by a guy 15 years older than me and we don't even talk about our personal lives that much."

"I don't know. If you feel guilty about it, then maybe you should stop," I said. I was afraid she was going to agree with me and leave. Even though I had anal sex with another woman 9 hours earlier, my penis and mind were ready for another round. 

"I am so fucking horny and you are the man to take care of that," she added. "I don't try to stay this skinny and in shape to hope that one day a man of my dreams will propose to me."

"Here's the thing. Are you much younger than me? Yes. In the world's eyes, I am flipping stud because I get to fuck one of the hottest girls in town. If you enjoy what we do, how does that make you different from me? I know I hurt you the first time we did it and I apologize for that. 

I've had sex with women who made my drive and aggressive likes look like angelic behavior when you and I are together. Maybe I am the slut here. As long as you want me and I am in no committed relationship, you better bet that I will say yes each time you ask me to bed. But again, if you have an issue with any of it, I will completely understand," I explained.

"Well slut, rub my feet," she giggled taking all seriousness out of the moment. 

I grabbed both feet at the same time and as soon as my thumbs kneaded her arches, my erection rose again. Any touch with this girl revved up my engines. We spent another 15 or 20 minutes in the tub with some occasional teasing here and there but I didn't realize how sexually worked up she was until we had dried off and jumped to bed. 

We were facing each other and kissed each other gently, when my right hand traveled south with only a brief stop at the outer edge of her right tit. As soon as my hand got within the vicinity of her love triangle, I could sense the moist heat. I wasted no time and stuck my middle and ring finger inside of her and I came into contact with the wettest pussy yet. She just moaned in response and pinched one of her nipples. 

"Please fuck me already," she moaned into my ear. 

Moments later, I was leaning over her with protection in place and penetrated her straight to her cervix. Despite being just as tight as before, she seemed more relaxed and I took full advantage of it. I would lie if I could claim that having cummed half a day earlier gave me more stamina that night but we didn't even get to another position when we came simultaneously in our missionary position. She rubbed her clit the entire time as if our lives depended on it and even though we were both approaching our deepest levels of ecstasy, we kept looking into each other's eyes. 

Jessica ended up spending the night and while she fell asleep quickly in my arms, her phone kept vibrating every few minutes and from a distance it looked like it was Michael calling her....

I woke up at 4:45 the next morning to get ready for another day of appointments. Around 5:30, the doorbell rang. 

"What the hell?" I thought to myself and hoped that Jessica might actually finally wake up for her 6 am yoga class. 

"Hello?" I asked through the receiver.

"It's me, Teresa. Buzz me up, I brought something for breakfast."

"Uhm, uh. I was actually on my way down already. I gotta get ready for my 6 am client and get the food bar ready. I'll be right down," I said nervously. I quickly hung up to not give her another chance to invite herself upstairs.

I turned around and watched Jessica put on her yoga pants and sports bra. 

I just shook my head when I immediately felt my organ getting excited.

"Teresa is downstairs waiting for me with breakfast. I think we can agree that it probably makes sense for her now to know what's going on," I said hoping she would agree.

"Yeah, you are right. I will see you guys in a few," she responded half asleep.

Once I arrived downstairs, I felt like I haven't seen my girlfriend in weeks. Teresa wore her (my) favorite pairs of Lululemon pants that hugged her lower body tightly and I knew she caught me staring.

"Well, nothing about you has changed, has it?" she teased me handing me a Starbucks drink. "How is business?"

"Amazing. Actually too good. I am putting in over 70 hours a week and have a waiting list of potential clients," I filled her in.

"That's a good problem to have, I guess. Now with me here, let's see how we can redistribute the workload," she offered. "Did Jessica show up to each shift?"

"Did she ever. We added more classes for her to the schedule," I explained.

"Speaking of the devil," shouted Teresa as Jessica walked in ready to work. The two girls hugged each other's fit bodies tightly drawing my attention to their asses which both of them realized.

"So, have you guys worked well together?" asked Teresa seemingly hinting towards more than just work.

We chatted for a few more minutes and my 6 am appointment showed up a few minutes late allowing me to show Teresa more of the food items we offered. Teresa volunteered to work on that part for the next few days and with her help, was able to cook some hot meals and prepare a variety of shakes and juices which people paid for handsomely. The word quickly spread and we had people from neighboring buildings come into the gym to order food and some inquired about group classes and private sessions. 

Within a couple of weeks, the food portion became a full-time gig for Teresa and Jessica was teaching between 3 and 5 classes per day. I was booked most of the time and aside from working and sleeping with Jessica, I also continued to have occasional sexual encounters with Heather. To add to my job satisfaction, most of my clients made great progress in their fitness and I grew to know a lot of them on a very personal level. 

Teresa and Don seemed to do fine and since she came back from Hawaii, we didn't once do anything inappropriate aside from me checking her out lustfully every day. Jessica was a vixen at times and sometimes completely ashamed by what we were doing. It actually became exhausting trying to figure out if she was willing to hook up a given night or if her guilt-trip led her to drive home right after work. 

Heather and I ended up having an agreement that we would hook up every couple of weeks and make it an event. She always dressed up for me, always cleaned her ass so we could enjoy some anal sex and she let me fuck her in ways that I was used to years ago. What made things even more exciting was that she had lost 14 pounds since working with me and according to her, she was in the best shape since her cheerleading years in college. 

I actually told her everything about the enhancement pills and she insisted on buying a bunch from me and I could only guess that she took a couple the day we hooked up.



From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 05



As the third month of the gym's existence came to an end, I was proudly putting up a sign that showed all clients' total weight loss which equaled 447 pounds. Lori, for example, went from her 5'5", 164 pounds and 36-32-41 to 135 pounds, 33-28-36 which was by far the best result out of everyone. She worked her ass off for it and I asked her to write a testimonial. I wanted people to (1) know what was possible and (2) that it isn't easy.

One of the male clients actually lost 41 pounds in 10 weeks. There were a few that didn't bother being measured or weighted and a few others just maintained their weights but I was more than proud of what we accomplished collectively. 

By month four, the income stream was insane. The food sales alone brought in an average of $800 per day and with about 60 yoga clients per day, we brought in an extra $900 per day on that end. My private lessons were adding another $600 and through the membership fees, another $150 were accounted for. 

All of the sudden, a $1,000,000 first year goal didn't seem unrealistic. I didn't know how much to pay myself and just let the money accumulate in the business bank account. I was living off of my online business and the $180,000 I got at the beginning so when the gym's account balance hit $150,000, I asked to sit down with Don and Teresa. They transferred exactly 25% to their LLC and had their accountant go through all of the numbers to make sure we were in line with our taxes and book-keeping. 

I didn't really ask if the $112,000 were mine to keep since that seemed to be the obvious conclusion I paid myself $100,000 and left the rest in place. With over $200,000 in my bank account, I made my way to the dealership on Sunday and not liking the hassle of negotiating with car salesmen, I was happy to buy a brand new Tesla at their set price. It was the first time I bought a new car in four years and as soon as I drove off I wondered if everything had become way too good way too fast. I was burned out and knew that if I kept going at the same pace, my bank account would keep expanding but my body would fail me at some point. 

I was working seven days a week and since the money for private sessions was so attractive, I put in another 10 hours on Saturday and Sunday compared to the beginning. I kept good track of my time spent on work and the tipping point came when I realized I just worked 400 hours in the last 31 days. During that same time, I remember fucking Heather twice and I didn't remember if Jessica came upstairs once or twice. Needless to say, I needed a break.

With no steady relationship in place, Heather was the one who offered to go on vacation with me and was even willing to pay for everything since she just closed on a $1,000,000 home. As great as the thought of an all-paid-for vacation was, I couldn't imagine being gone for more than a day. Even Jessica and Teresa put in a ton of hours and none of us were dispensable. I knew I had to hire some people fast and since Teresa mentioned that she would go on another vacation soon, I knew I had to find someone that could cover the health bar. I was just about to place an ad on Craigslist when a better idea came to mind. 

I went to the nearby Starbucks and the friendliest and prettiest barista Meghan was working. Meghan and I have exchanged a few flirts the past few years and even though she had graduated from the university last summer, she was still working at Starbucks. She looked as delicious as the mochas that she made me and there was never a time she didn't smile and offer the best possible service to customers. 

"The regular?" the brunette beauty asked for a sincere smile?

"Yep," I said shyly at first and paid with my phone. "I have a proposal for you," I said after building up the courage.

"Uhm. I'm not sure what you mean," she said confused.

"When is your shift over? I'd like to run something by you," I said trying to sound as passive as possible. I was really afraid by her response but as soon as I finished my question, she lid up even more and simply said: "In twenty minutes."

I decided to wait and simply observe her while reading some articles on my phone. Each chance she had, she glanced over at me and smiled. When she finally clocked out, she disappeared in the back and I could tell that she reapplied some makeup and fixed her hair when she returned. Without the apron, her amazing petite body was more exposed. Her tight black pants drew a lot of my attention towards her bottom half before she sat down and then I just had the pleasure to gaze at her eyes closer than ever before.

"So what's your proposal? If you want to take me for a drive in your Tesla, I am game," she joked.

"That can be arranged. In all seriousness, do you know what I do for a living?" I started the conversation.

"You are a personal trainer, right?" she asked.

"Well, kind of. I own the gym that is three buildings down."

"That's great. So what's the proposal?" 

"I stop by twice a day here to get the much needed caffeine and to be blessed by your great customer service," I said.

She blushed a little. 

"You know that you are beautiful but I want you to know that you are by far the friendliest barista I have ever run into."

"Well, thanks," she said.

"I don't know how much you get paid here but I am hiring at my gym and really need someone like you to help us run it."

"I don't know what to say. Is it like full-time?"

"Yes, it would be."

"I really like it here and the benefits are great and I love the people I work with," she resisted.

"I'll be honest. I didn't think about hiring you until this morning so my presentation sucks, I know. But whatever you get paid here, I will pay you 50% more and the benefits we will get taken care of as well. I really believe you are a great fit and the fact that you have been at this job for so long tells me that you will be loyal to us as well."

"It sounds really flattering and I trust you but this is a little weird. I thought you were going to invite me to a drink or something," she said almost disappointed. "Even if you paid me $20 an hour, I would feel bad for leaving this place."

"Ok, first off, let me take you out to dinner tonight please. My last appointment is done at 8 so if you don't mind, we could grab a late bite to eat. Second, what if we make it an even $30 per hour to start?" 

I definitely caught her off guard a little.

"Let's start with the dinner tonight and you can tell me more then. I really need to think about it, please don't ask anyone else yet, ok?"

"Ok. Would you like me to pick you up? Where would you like to go?" I asked.

"You pick the place. Just tell me if I need to dress up," she responded.

"Would you rather be casual or more formal?" I asked wanting to make it as comfortable for her as possible.

"It looks like you can afford a nice night out so let's make it a formal affair," she responded with confidence. 

I ended up giving her a big hug before we broke off and wasn't sure if I was more excited for the date or the possibility to hire her.

Eight o'clock couldn't come soon enough. My last appointment was with an obnoxious and lazy tech guy who felt it was more important to brag about him getting laid after clubbing last night than focus on the workout. Since I charged 25% extra for weekend sessions, I was willing to put up with it. 

To save each minute, I brought my change of clothes to the gym and got ready within a few minutes. Meghan lived only blocks away and she was already waiting outside when I drove up to the apartment building. 

She looked amazing in her white dress and heels. Her wavy brown hair turned out to be able to reach past her shoulder blades and she didn't hold back the application of makeup and perfume. 

"You look incredible," I said.

"Thank you sir. Where are we off to?" she asked flirtatiously.

"Just wait," I responded. 

After a quick drive, I handed the keys to the valet driver and escorted my date inside the steakhouse. 

Once we were seated, we looked over the menu. She almost spit up when and started giggling.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"$85 for a steak? What the hell?" she said surprised.

"You said you wanted formal," I responded.

"Don't get me wrong. I am sure it's going to be amazing, but I have never been to a place like this."

"My name is Jennifer and I will be your server tonight. Care for a glass of wine?" asked the waitress who just walked up to us.

"Do you like wine?" I asked looking at Meghan.

"Sure, I am afraid to even try to sound like I know what I like," she responded.

"Red, white, sparkling wine?" I tried to help.

"Champagne would be lovely," she responded.

"How about a 2004 Dom Perignon?" I said looking at the waitress who also took our order of crab cakes.

When Meghan scanned over the wine list, her eyes opened widely probably because she saw the price of a bottle of the champagne.

I ended up getting a New York steak and was surprised when Meghan got the same. We small talked all the way until the last bite of the steak.

"Dessert?" I asked looking at her dazed eyes. She definitely wasn't drunk but she started to blush through the makeup. 

"I may need a few minutes," she explained.

"Has anyone ever told you that you look like Jessica Alba?" I said finally realizing who I was thinking of when I looked at her. 

"Yep. Heard that one a few times before," she confirmed and played with her hair. I think I knew how to read women and the way the evening was going, I felt a great chemistry between us. 

"We still have business to discuss. If you want, we can get dessert to go and head back to my place," I suggested putting her on the spot more than she might have been ready to.

"Sure, I definitely had a chance to think about your offer and I think I would be stupid if I didn't take it," she responded.

Twenty minutes later we arrived at my place with a piece of cheesecake and Meghan offered to make a mocha for us to share with my espresso machine. I just stared at the back of her legs and her ass as she was preparing the drink. We actually did speak more about business and agreed on 3 weeks paid vacation, $30 an hour and some health benefits. 

I smiled when she only brought one cup for us to share and one spoon for us to eat the cake with.

"So. A good looking guy, with lots of money and I am sure you are not gay, so how come you don't have a girlfriend or are married at this point?"

I ended up telling her most of my life story the next ten minutes and I learned that she had no time for a relationship since high school. Without saying a word, both of our hormonal driven bodies decided that we needed to take care of each other. She was the first one to make a move and climbed right on top of me. 

"What is your manual for sexual harassment at your company?" she asked before starting to kiss my neck.

"We might need to get everything out before you sign any paperwork," I responded.

"If you are talking about your cum, I am looking forward to it," she said.

Minutes later, she was still dressed in her white cocktail dress and was kneeling in front of me ready to expose my cock. When she pulled down off the pants, she immediately gasped when she saw the head of my cock lifting the hem of my boxers. She grabbed me through the fabric and let out a quiet "holy shit" before she pulled down my boxers as well.

She licked me from base to tip over and over. Every once in a while, some precum would appear which she quickly sucked up. After making out with my dick for a few minutes, she had yet to suck me deep but it was an amazing sensation nonetheless. As we got more comfortable with each other she got to the point where I was allowed to penetrate the top of her throat. She kept licking my shaft for another few minutes and I was surprised she wasn't changing it up.

"Do you want me to return the favor?" I offered.

She stood up and nervously unzipped the back of dress before it fell to the ground exposing her white lace bra and white thong. There was nothing for her to be nervous about. She was drop dead gorgeous. She didn't waste any time and removed her bra and thong as well. Her tits perked up nicely and her dark brown nipples were pointing straight at me as she leaned forward to step out of the underwear.

"You are beautiful," I simply said.

"And fucking nervous," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"This morning I was praying someone would find the courage to ask me out and now I am here with you." 

"So why does that make you nervous?" 

"I know that I need to meet your expectations and give you amazing sex so I don't want to let you down."

"Why do you think you have something to prove? If anything, I don't want to mess this up for you," I countered.

"I am going to be working for you. And I shaved my pussy for the first time in the last two years or so today. I spent more time and money on getting ready for dinner tonight than I did for prom. And then you have to be this huge guy that is probably amazing in bed and I don't know if I will keep up with you," she explained in length.

I simply kissed her on her lips gently at first and then picked her up to carry her to the bedroom. I kissed her from head to toe spending an excruciating amount of time on her tits without ever touching her nipple. I did the same when it came to her inner thighs and waited a while before approaching her clit. Once I did, she came within minutes and pulled me in closer during her climax by grabbing my shot hair. 

I was so eager to put a condom on and fuck the little vixen that I had a hard time opening the package. Meghan actually managed to laugh at me a little during my embarrassing episode. 

"Be careful who you are laughing at," I teased with a smile.

"Bring it," she said and without hesitation I penetrated her balls deep. 

"Fuck yes. Holy shit," she cursed as I started to stroke her pussy with my member. 

We remained in the missionary position until I was close to cumming and decided to pull out.

"Doggiestyle?" she simply asked.

"How about you ride me first?" I asked. 

She slowly descended onto my awaiting cock and I just tilted my head back and against the wall and let her ride me slowly.

"Like this?" she asked me as she was slowly grinding me.

"However you would like," I just said and started playing with her tits that were almost as firm as her ass. 

After just a few minutes she started to complain that it was hurting too much.

"Just give me a minute or two from behind and I will cum in no time. There is some lube in the drawer." She climbed off of me and leaned towards the nightstand showing me her hairless pussy from behind. She handed me the bottle and put her head down away from me while sticking her ass in the air. I poured the lube right onto her crack and let it run down towards her pussy. 

She didn't seem to mind the liquid running over her anus and started rubbing it into her sex. After a few drops collected on my cock, I slowly penetrated her. She immediately grabbed the bed sheets with her fists and after the lube was worked in well, I started to pick up the pace.

My hips were slapping against her ass as I watched my throbbing cock disappear inside her tight body. I was glad to sense my orgasm approaching knowing that she was in discomfort. With my explosion near, I pulled out and pulled off the condom and stroked my cock towards the goal line. Thick globs of cum literally dripped down straight onto her ass first before my convulsions sprayed her back with my intimate liquid. Some of it landed on her hair which I knew would probably gross her out. 

As I was cumming, I realized that the two weeks of abstinence have been pure torture. I stroked my deflating cock one more time before squeezing out the last drop which landed on the already soiled crack of Meghan's.

"Oh my god. That is so much cum," she announced after I came down from my zenith. 

"You ok?" I asked to make sure.

"Yes. Definitely. That was great. I hope you had fun too," she said.

"I think your back speaks for itself," I responded and kissed a small area of her back that wasn't soiled. 

She went into the shower and ended up washing her hair as well. When she walked out and still saw me in bed naked, she didn't know what to do. 

"You look just as beautiful without the makeup," I admitted.

"Thank you. So, are you taking me home, or what's the plan?" she asked awkwardly.

"I can take you now or at 5 in the morning," I offered.

Since it was close to 11 pm and she was still wide awake, she decided to go home. She kissed me passionately before she climbed out of the car and I decided to walk her to the door. Another make-out session followed and watching her walk off in her sexy dress and heels had my engines revved up again. When I got back to my place around 11:30 I couldn't get that woman off my mind and ended up masturbating as I was replaying the scene from an hour ago.

Monday morning

I woke up to my cell phone ringing. 

"Don, it's 6:10 and your client Clark is waiting," Teresa told me. 

With everything that happened the night before, I completely forgot to set my alarm. I rushed downstairs and ended up offering the remaining 40 minutes for free to a seemingly upset and snobby executive. It was a horrible first impression since he just signed up after having been on the 6 am waiting list for over a month. I kept reassuring him that it wouldn't happen again and I think towards the end he actually began to believe me.

Teresa, Jessica and I didn't get a chance to talk without interruption until 3 o'clock when one of my clients was running late.

"I hired someone to take Teresa's spot for when she is on vacation and to give you more freedom with your schedule. I am sure you didn't sign up for a 45 hour work week when you helped me start this," I explained.

"You know I love this. It's either that or I sit bored at home or spend superficial time with some trophy wives," she explained. Both Jessica and I chuckled when we were wondering if she knew that she was a trophy wife. 

"So that will allow for Teresa to help out Jessica with the yoga a little bit. She knows nothing about fitness but has worked as a barista for five years. She will learn quick and I actually have hope to have her completely take over the front desk duties including billing and scheduling. So she will prepare the food during the peak hours and do the rest in between," I explained.

"That takes care of us a little bit, what about you?" Teresa asked me.

"We need to hire an additional personal trainer, I know. We could actually run two appointments at the same time without any issues and allow me to work a little less. I don't want to spend a ton on payroll without increasing revenue," I said.

"The guys at the local gym make between $20 and $45 an hour depending on who you are speaking to. How much do you want to pay someone?" asked Jessica. "The ones on the higher end have the same kind of certifications like you and some of them even more probably."

We ended up discussing some specific details because my appointment never showed up. Jessica would reach out to some of the guys she knew that were on the upper end of the pay scale and tell them that we had an opening for a $50 an hour personal trainer position and had some bonus options available when bringing in his own clients. It only took a few days to find someone and we realized in the end that despite a front desk person and the extra trainer, we were still understaffed. 

All of us asked and looked around and we even posted an ad on Craigslist looking for a female personal trainer and fitness instructor hybrid. We wanted it to be that specific because we needed someone to teach the yoga classes at times and also start a Zumba and other cardio classes. The perfect fit would be someone that had experience as a personal trainer as well since there have been a few women who inquired about it but insisted on working with a female. 




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 05



After almost a month of a handful of interviews and no good fit, I started to get impatient. Heather kept reminding me about the vacation we could take and my body reminded me that it was ready to relax as well. Meghan turned out exactly like I thought she would and not only provided the most pleasant experience possible, but also cross sold food items and booked appointments for me and Mike who was the new trainer. 

After another 15 hour workday, I grabbed a beer and my laptop. I briefly ran the math and Meghan was essentially paying for herself. I decided to spread the word about the fitness job opening on Facebook and someone responded to it within minutes: Destiny. Destiny who was still living in Florida. The goddess who I met on the cruise and was the most beautiful exotic woman I knew asked if the job was still available. 

I knew she was an amazing trainer and was probably better educated than me. I also knew there would be no way in hell I would be able to keep my eyes and hands off her unless she was with someone. But if she was, why would she want to move to Seattle? I looked at her profile and didn't see any man in her life. 

She actually had some fitness pictures taken of her professionally where she showed off her perfectly sculptured ebony body in nothing more than a sports bra and lycra shorts. Before I knew it I was cumming while imagining I was filling up her tight body with my white semen. 

I called her the next day and she seemed a lot more confident than the last time I spoke to her. I offered to pay for her flight but she insisted on coming on her own the following weekend. The timing seemed perfect in both fronts. Not only did she lose her fitness job because the gym she worked for went bankrupt but she also broke off an 18 month long relationship.

I felt horrible when I couldn't pick her up the following Saturday because her flight was delayed and I had a client booked. She ended up having to take the cab to meet up with me. I just said goodbye to my client when I heard Mike blurt up, "holy shit." 

"What?" I asked confused.

"The hottest black chick just walked by," he said and before I could respond, Destiny walked in.

Instead of introducing the two, I went up to her and gave her a big hug. She made Mike drool because she not only wore a semi short skirt but also a crop top that showed her twelve pack. It was probably covered by her coat before but the hot air outside caused her to open it.

"Mike, this is Destiny, she is here to interview for the instructor position," I explained.

Mike couldn't make it any more obvious or awkward that he was lusting after her.

I only had one more client that day so I gave Destiny the key to my place so she could drop her stuff off and freshen up. 

Before Mike could ask how I knew her, both of our clients arrived. We both had two beautiful female clients and I think we could both agree that this was turning out to be a great day.

I was actually a bit nervous going upstairs not sure how she would act around me. She was just getting out of the shower when she greeted me wrapped in a towel. I could tell she made herself at home when I saw the opened wine bottle and fruits she cut up.

"So what's for dinner?" she asked.

"Would you like to eat in our out?" I responded.

"I didn't get all clean to hide inside," she teased. "Are you still into tight dresses and heels? If so, I brought something for me to wear for you."

"Of course I haven't changed," I teased. "Let me make some calls to see where I can make a reservation."

It turned out that I was going to have another hot date at that same restaurant that Meghan and I went to. I jumped into the shower and spent the next twenty minutes shaving and trimming every area of my body that I felt needed attention. There was something about that woman that made me self-conscious about my appearance. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I stepped outside the bathroom in my boxer briefs. 

Destiny put on a red halter top one piece dress that was not only tight enough around the waist to show some of her muscular tone of her abs, but it was also squeezing her tits so tightly to the point where it looked uncomfortable. Her ass was hugged just as tightly as well of course and the dress came to an end just where one could no longer make the argument that her ass might be showing. She wore extra tall black heels and just when I thought what could make her outfit more perfect, the bottom of her heels were red which just seemed to make them cry out for more attention.

"I don't need to say anything to explain how amazing you look," I said.

"No you don't," she chuckled pointing at my mast. 

I walked up to her and kissed her gently at first and it quickly turned passionately. 

"Careful, don't get my make-up on you," she said interrupting our increasingly hot moment.

I decided to finish getting dressed and Destiny used that time to apply her red lipstick. The outfit seemed to be the perfect fit for my red Tesla and she was overly excited when we got into it. She was more than a head-turner when we arrived at the restaurant and the evening was flat out perfect. We both knew where it would end up and just when I was paying the rather expensive tab, she handed me her phone.

"What is this?" I asked before looking at the phone.

"I had a physical last week and I am in perfect health," she explained but still left me confused.

"Of course, you look healthy," I said.

"What I try to say is that I have no STDs or anything. After I found out my boyfriend cheated on me, I wanted to make sure and I know that you like it natural. So once you get tested, I want to make love to you without protection," she further explained.

"Wow. Ok. I never met a woman that is so straightforward about it," I responded.

"You were the one who taught me to tell guys what I want. And in your case, I want your cum," she explained.

"I had a physical about 2 months ago and I am also 100% healthy and I promise you I haven't had any unprotected sex since," I said truthfully. 

"Great, so let's go to your place and fuck," she said.

"Wow, I don't remember you like this," I said.

"I hope you don't mind it, sorry. Like I said, I want to be upfront with what I want."

"Let's get out of here. Why don't you tell me exactly what you want on our way home," I added.

We ended up having to wait for the valet for a few minutes by the side of a busy street and man after woman stared at my hot date. I held her close to me feeling her hip bone resting against mine. 

"You are so ready to take me aren't you?" she whispered as the car pulled up.

I helped her into the car and she made it a point to let the dress ride up to where I could see the red lace thong. She didn't bother adjusting it by the time I got into the car. 

"Is there a place where we could park the car where there is a view of the city?" she inquired. 

"I know of just a place. The sun is about to set too so we need to hurry up," I said as I sped off and held onto her naked thighs.

We arrived at an alley in Queen Anne that was secluded enough for us to have some fun. It definitely wasn't risk free which added some extra adrenaline to our adventure. I parked on the side and with no person in sight, we both stepped out of the Tesla. The view of downtown Seattle was breathtaking and the skyscrapers started to reflect the orange sunrays. Destiny took the lead and pushed me against the hood of the car and squatted down. She unzipped my pants but left the belt and button intact and tried to pull my nearly erect penis through the opening. 

"How I missed you," she said speaking straight to my member after it finally stuck out. She started sucking me immediately and I realized within seconds that her cock sucking skills have drastically improved since I last saw her. I remembered then that when I was going through the last few rough months with Sara, my heart was longing for Destiny.

I briefly closed my eyes when I the sounds of her subtle gags filled the cooling air around us. After her throat clamped around the head of my cock one last time, she pulled my balls through the opened zipper and licked them with the tip of her tongue while stroking the shit out of my member. I was close to cumming which caught me completely off-guard. 

So I quickly picked up her tight body and she quickly wrapped her legs around me. The sound of her heels clanking against the hood freaked me out momentarily. I didn't even want to see if we dented or scratched the car and instead drew my right hand that was cupping her naked ass towards the thong to pull it aside.

"It's crotchless," she moaned and guided my cock through the lace opening.

Her pussy felt beyond amazing. For the last month or so, I have only fucked Heather whose ass has even become much more adjusted to my cock. The sensation my throbbing cock was showered with was that of a wet muscular bundle of flesh that almost made it hard for me to penetrate her freely. 

After just a few bounces and hearing her intoxicating moans that she was breathing straight into my ear caused my orgasm to approach. I sat her down and turned her away from me. With nowhere to lean against, Destiny simply enjoyed the view of Seattle's increasing nightlights while I held her by the front of her dress and got into position. Her heels were so tall that she actually had to bend her knees to take me fully. As soon as I found a rhythm to fuck her rather aggressively, my orgasmic sensations returned.

"Damn, I am close already," I whispered. "Let me...," I started saying while pulling back. But she looked over her left shoulder and stared at me with her sexy eyes while pushing her ass against my retrieving hip.

"Give me your cum. Now," she said in her sexy voice and since I was not used to cum inside a woman since Sara, my instinct had me pull back. But Destiny's strong grip on my ass made it clear that she wanted her clenching pussy to be filled. 

I shuttered before the first spasm pushed my fluids deep inside of her and my knees became weak before the second shot escaped my exuberant member. I don't remember how many more times my body jerked trying to fill the ebony babe in front of me. But after I came back to earth, I was greeted by a smiling beauty who simply kissed me briefly and said "thank you."

She skipped into the car leaving me standing. I quickly tugged my semi-erect penis into my slacks, zipped up and joined Destiny in the car.

"You disappeared quickly. Sorry I came so quick," I apologized.

"Don't be sorry. That was amazing. We were actually being watched," she said lightly.

"Huh? Why didn't you say something?" I asked.

"I didn't see it until you said you were cumming. It was just some woman in the window."

"Wow, I guess there is always a first," I said. "I hope you know that I blame you for cumming so quickly."

"Is that so? I know you like it when I tighten my vagina. I am serious when I tell you that I do the Kegels daily. It wasn't until she grew tired when I realized I was doing it for the majority of the flight here," explained Destiny.

"You are amazing. I definitely need to return the favor at my place," I said.

"I was going to ask you to eat me out but your cum is already coming out," she explained.

Minutes later, we were in the elevator when I saw my cum dripping down her toned legs. Destiny just smiled and licked her lips while flirting with me.

After she cleaned up in the bathroom, she stepped out completely naked. I was a bit disappointed that she wasn't wearing her heels anymore but this perfectly sculptured body in front of me gave me no room to complain.

She joined me on the couch, French kissed me briefly while pulling down my pants. I took off my shirt and moments later she spun around to put her legs around my head and dropped her heads towards my increasingly excited rod. She wasted no time deepthroating me and grinding her clit against my outstretched tongue. 

My cock was at full mast and my tongue near its breaking point when I finally heard the magic sentence: "I'm cumming babe." She sounded so desperate when she cried out and instead of breathing in as much air as possible while cumming, she sucked on my cock and moaned straight into its opening. She pushed against my face so hard that I tried to pull her away by grabbing her ass.

With aftershocks still overcoming her, she jumped off the couch, turned her ass and back to me and started riding me like a raging bull. Her tight ass made such a loud noise in my condo that it echoed. 

"Oh fuck," was all I was able to muster. 

She used all of her athletic abilities to go up and down on my shaft as hard and as quickly as possible. Then my orgasm approached again. While not as powerful as the one shortly before, it was just as mind blowing. Her rapid descends matched the pulsation in my cock as whatever cum I had left in my balls shot inside the ebony's body. I knew she didn't feel me cum when she kept riding my deflating cock and it slipped out. Once she realized that I was finished she climbed off me and sat next to me.

"Too bad you came again. I only needed another minute or two to cum again myself. Maybe next time," she teased and she kissed me on the cheek. 

"Give him a few minutes and he might be good to go," I said prideful thinking that I could just take one or two enhancer pills. 

"I am still running on East Coast time so I am tired. May I sleep in your bed?"

"With me, right?" I asked almost concerned.

"If you don't steal the blankets," she joked. 

Even without much physical interaction, the rest of the evening was great as we caught up on more of what was happening in our lives. She was so enthusiastic about working with me at the gym that I knew that she was the perfect fit for it.



From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 06



Monday - Destiny gets involved

Monday morning was one of the busiest yet with Mike and I running 5 personal training sessions in a row each and the yoga classes were too full for comfort. Destiny decided to wear some yoga pants and a sleeveless halter top shirt. Her toned legs and ass pushed right through the thin material while her exposed arms showed her intimidating bi and triceps. If she added any more muscle to her statue she could qualify as one of the fitness girls but she found just the right balance between being in shape and one hundred percent feminine. 

Teresa and Destiny got along well together and went over some details of the business. Meghan was too busy with the bar and front desk that I think she was frustrated that the other two were spending too much time talking. It wasn't until 11 am when I asked Teresa to give Meghan an extended lunch that she could charge the business account for. I also had a chance to take my lunch so we left Jessica by herself while she had a 3 hour break between classes.

The two ladies and I ended up eating lunch together and we strategized about how we can get the business to run more efficiently. Destiny wanted to get started right away and we agreed to add her to the list of trainers and have her give Jessica a few days off the following week. We also added a Zumba class three times a week.

After a few weeks, we celebrated some victories while also facing new challenges. The biggest challenge was Mike. He was starting to become more inappropriate with Destiny and Jessica and even got a complained from a female client who overheard him talking about some client's ass. I was never the confrontational guy but even after 2 separate conversations, especially Destiny didn't feel that he looked at her any differently.

My personal challenge was with Jessica and Heather. I was so busy with everything that was going on that I didn't realize that Wednesday morning came around and Heather hinted towards me coming upstairs for lunch. Destiny had been there for a week and a half at that point and we definitely lived like a dating couple. Since we were so busy, we only spent some quality time and had sex two more times since the first night. We did sleep in the same bed the whole time but gave each other no other indication that we were starting a serious relationship.

Wednesdays happened to be Destiny's turn to cover the lunch hour so I excused myself and headed to Heather's floor. My heart was pumping rapidly as guilt rushed through me even before I rang her doorbell. The MILF didn't allow me any room to retreat when she opened the door dressed in a fishnet body stocking and knee-high stiletto boots. It took me a moment to realize that it was also crotch-less as it was not covering any of her tight ass when she turned around and walked to the bedroom.

While still feeling guilt rushing through my body, so did my blood that was feverously pumping blood into my growing cock. When we arrived in the bedroom, there was a magic wand that we have played with before as well as a new toy. 

"I was told that this will for sure make me squirt," she said nonchalantly. "I prepped my little butthole for you so we will have you fuck me there while I stimulate my g-spot. I want you to use the magic wand on me too," she said bossy.

I was used to her leading the way and this sexy MILF deserved all of the authority. She should be proud of herself having lost another 4 pounds the past few weeks and most likely being able to outfuck most women half of her age. She lied down on her back, spread her legs and immediately spread her wet pussy for me. 

I undressed completely while standing at the side of the bed and after a quick rub of my throbbing member, she confirmed that I was ready to fuck her. She put the tip of the condom in her mouth and skillfully slid it down my shaft with her lips. The condom reached about half-way before she unrolled it another 2 inches with her right hand.

I climbed on top of her, penetrated her right away and started to fuck her frantically. I am not sure if it was my guilt or passion that drove me to take her as fast as I could. Heather just moaned and cursed in response and tried to dig her nails into my back. I didn't want to have to explain any marks to Destiny so I pinned her hands behind her head with my right hand. I used my left hand to squeeze her tits before grabbing her ass.

I built up a sweat before we decided to execute her plan. I pulled the blonde to the edge and jumped off the bed. She picked up the g-spot stimulator and licked it before sticking it inside her pulsating pussy. I had no issue penetrating her ass after lubricating both ends. With her boots wrapped around my head, I started to penetrate her slowly at first.

With one hand I held onto her left tit while I started to stimulate her clit with the magic wand. I immediately felt her ass clenching around my aching cock and tried to find a pace where I wouldn't fuck myself to an early climax. With the stockings covered babe in front of me and watching my cock disappear in her ass, I was just ready to cum. I couldn't help but pull out of her ass while continuing to stimulate her clit.

When she finally reached her own orgasm, she simply whimpered and bit the pillow that lied next to her. I heard her muffled scream when she pulled her toy out and started to gush. It wasn't as much as I have seen from other women before but she definitely reached her goal. She literally slapped my hand that was holding the wand to indicate she was overstimulated. 

When she finally calmed down, she saw my raging pole and seemed surprised.

"I thought you came already," she said exhausted.

"Not yet," I simply responded. 

As if she read my mind, she climbed off the bed, stood up on her extended legs, and bent over the bed. She spread her ass for me and my cock soon found its target again. I must have come within seconds as I was turned on by the whole scene that played out in front of me. I disposed of the soiled condom and by the time I was done taking a piss, Heather was already wearing her business attire.

"I have an appointment to rush to. Let yourself out when you are ready," she said and took off.

I ended up sitting on the couch contemplating what the hell I was doing. Destiny is perfect for me and the last time I was even close to doing anything inappropriate with another woman while I was in a relationship, it went south. I knew I would have to have a conversation with her soon.

I went back to the bedroom to pick up my stuff when I couldn't help but look at her opened walk-in closet. I quickly recognized the outfits she had worn for me and they happened to be grouped together. Most of the sexy shoes she owned she wore for our times as well. I was tempted to quickly look through her lingerie drawer but knew it wouldn't help my dilemma.

That night, Destiny seemed to want to get intimate with me but since I didn't return her flirts, we ended up going to sleep. I couldn't build up the courage to talk to her about our situation and with another week going by, things got more complicated with the business when I had to fire Mike. He actually made a move on a young female client which was all I needed to kick his ass out.

Destiny took on a lot of the clients and most of them seemed to appreciate the change. Especially the men, those of which who didn't let their ego get in their way, enjoyed being trained by the exotic babe who made sure that not one of her outfits was too conservative. It was Tuesday night when Destiny and I found ourselves in the bathtub. Tomorrow, Heather would expect me upstairs again and my guilty conscience couldn't take it.

"So, where are we going in our relationship?" I opened the conversation.

"What do you mean?" she asked since I just wasn't the best at choosing my words.

"A month ago, I had no serious relationship in sight and now you are here in my bathtub as if we were married. You know about my past and would hate to do anything to hurt you."

"Then don't," she said quickly.

"So you are saying that we, you know, are only for each other, right?" I said, again not knowing how to use my words wisely.

"You mean as far as being with other people, sex?" she asked.

"Yes, off-limits," I explained.

"I would think so. Don't you?" she inquired.

"Well, yes. I just want to make sure. You tease dozens of men daily with your sexy body and I don't know if you would consider, you know...," she said.

"Uhm. I wouldn't. And I hope you wouldn't either," she explained.

"That is why I am asking. The weeks before you came, I was sexually active you know," I said immediately knowing I put my foot in my mouth.

"With who?" she asked right away.

"I'd rather not," I said.

"I think you should tell me. Do they still want you? Do you still want them?" she pondered out loud.

"Well, I don't know. That's not true. One of them probably still expects it," I said referring to Heather.

"How in the hell does someone 'expect it'," she asked.

"I don't know. There is someone that helped me relieve some stress every few weeks," I tried to justify.

"Ok, ok. If you and I are to live and sleep together, you better not need anyone else for that anymore," she said angrily. 

"I agree. I just wanted to be on the same page," I quickly responded.

"Well, looks like we are," I said and with that our conversation was over. I figured the mood was too messed up for the night to get intimate but Destiny proved me otherwise. 

A few minutes later she had me sit on the edge of the bathtub and without wiping away the bubbles, started licking my shaft that had been hard since I saw her climb into the bathtub. She gave me an amazing blowjob before she turned around and got on her knees. Her pussy was soaking wet when I penetrated her for the first time since last Saturday. 

As I tried to find enough flesh on her ass to hold onto her tight, I asked myself why in the world I would need to fuck anyone else. Her Kegel exercises came to good use each time we had sex. She was as tight as a teenager and the most beautiful woman I knew. That night, she seemed so desperate to be fucked or to please me; I wasn't sure. All I know is that she pushed her body against mine each time I pressed forward. 

Even though I have experienced this sexual perfection at least a dozen times since she moved here, my cock couldn't get used to it. I probably came within 5 minutes and I knew she longed for the intimacy of my cum flowing deep inside her body. I don't know if she came but she didn't make any notion that she needed anything else when she climbed out the tub and dried off.

She ended up wearing a sexy babydoll to bed which was unusual for her and the following morning she wore the sexiest workout gear she owned. During my appointment with Heather, I explained what was going on and told her we would need to stop and she simply ended the conversation with "if anything ever changes, I will be here." My respect for her increased a ton when she not only dressed a lot more conservatively going forward but also agreed to start working out with Destiny. The two of them got much closer and I didn't feel like Heather did anything to hint something towards my girlfriend.

I never had to worry about Jessica or Meghan. They both knew Destiny and I were an item and Meghan actually disclosed that she started seeing one of the clients. Mike ended up being replaced by two highly qualified part-time trainers and my life and business were finally getting to a routine that presented less stress. It took until October for me to finally build the courage to go on vacation.

By that point, I was hopelessly in love with Destiny and my sexual engines were running on all cylinders with all the women I was surrounded by. I think Meghan made it a point to schedule the prettiest women with me. And I made it a goal to get all of them in the best shape possible. We created a website with before and after success stories and after a professional photographer took some fitness pictures of our selected clients, we had every reason to be proud.

Leslie, for example, hit her goal of 135 pounds which was more than slender for her 5'9" frame. She continued to wear shorts and sports bra type tops to her workouts and at times, Destiny got a bit concerned about the sexy vixen being up close with me. 

A web designer created a beautiful high-end website for a health club that turned out to be one of the best in the city. Our small size made it impossible to grow anymore once we stayed open until midnight and opened at 4 am. Money was flowing in from all angles and I couldn't wait to treat Destiny and myself to an all-inclusive Hawaiian vacation.

"So what kind of fantasies do you want fulfilled on our getaway?" asked my lover while she started creating a packing list.

"Be careful what you wish for," I warned her.

"I am. Here, pick something," she said as she turned the laptop towards me showing displaying an erotic store's webpage. A body stocking clad model immediately caught my attention. I was certain it was the same one Heather wore for me.

"How about that one?" I asked. 

"Ha, I knew it. You like what Heather wore for you?" she asked.

"What the hell?"

"She told me everything Don. We couldn't help but talk about that cock of yours," she teased while grabbing my crotch.

"So you aren't mad or anything?" I wondered.

"Nope. I am proud of you for having that sexual woman ready to throw herself at you but you put a hard stop to it. I mean, she seems to have fulfilled whatever desire a woman can provide for you. I know you like anal and you have yet to ask me for it," she explained.

"Well, you made it clear," I said remembering her stance years ago.

"That was years ago, I might be willing to change my mind, but I would probably need something in return," she said.

"What would that be?" I asked.

"Don't know yet. But what better place to lose my virginity than Hawaii," she said. "Ok, what else? We will be gone for a week. I am guessing you will want to probably have sex with me twice a day so that makes 8 days and 7 nights."

"So how much do I get to choose?" I asked.

"Eight plus 7 is 15, isn't it?" she responded.

So I started to click "Add to cart" on the body stocking and kept browsing. 

"You should model for this website. You'd be the hottest one on it," I said honestly.

"Admit it, you don't want other men to see me half-naked," she teased.

"I don't know how I feel about that to be honest," I said.

I clicked on the best sellers and selected a jack rabbit as well as some cock rings. 

"I have an idea," she said. "How about you choose an item, and I choose an item and we don't look at the check-out details and just order it so we can surprise each other."

"Sounds great. Anything off limits?" I asked not even knowing what I might be referring to.

"Uhm, I might be scared you ask. Worst case, we have to return it," she responded.

She went ahead and grabbed it and within seconds had something selected.

"That didn't take long," I joked.

"Well, I have been browsing for a while now. You know it makes me wet thinking about wearing some of this for you," she teased.

I got the laptop back and looked around a little. She already had some nice stockings and similar sets, but a black camisole set caught my attention. It came along with fishnet thigh-highs that were attached via garters and the blonde model was restrained in some handcuffs. I also added the suggested footwear which were 6 inch black lace platform thigh boots with a side zipper.

I clicked on the home page before handing her the laptop back.

After making her selection, I chose a bronze two piece bikini set for her that specifically said that the material covering the bottom easily slides into the crack if someone was to be that naughty by the pool or beach.

"Hmm, not sure what else you are into," she pondered. She spent a good two minutes before being done. "I am really getting wet just thinking about our vacation."

"Admit it, you are getting wet looking at these half-naked women," I probed.

"Ha, keep wishing," she said reminding me that while she seemed uncomfortable when other women got intimate with her, she definitely didn't completely resist it.

I decided to get this ridiculous set of string bikini where the top only covered the nipples. I knew she wouldn't wear it in public but I just needed her to see her in it.

She was more quickly decisive on the next item and I chose a black mini-dress with a v front type opening that would allow for now bra to be worn. I added a pair of matching designer 6 inch pumps and crotchless panties.

While Destiny was making her next selection, I thought about the fact that if any anal sex was to happen we would need the right items to prep her for it. She swung the laptop around towards me and I immediately typed in 'anal' in the search function to see what came up. The first one was a small purple anal plug which I immediately ordered. A few items down was a cleaning kit. I went ahead and ordered two of them. 

I also tried to add the highest rated lube but the system told me that it was already in the cart making me think that Destiny might have already added anal sex related items which gave me an immediate hard-on.

We repeated our shopping turns a few more times and I found another pair of white high-heels for her to wear as well as another set of matching stockings, garters, thong and bra. When it was her last turn, she gave me an evil grin and spend the next few minutes completing the order before shutting down the computer.

"I bet you are horny, aren't you?" she asked me.

"You know it," I said and stood up to walk up to her and immediately went for her leggings covered thighs.

"Not so fast. I haven't showered since yesterday and barely got done with my period. Let me jump in the shower real quick," she said putting a sudden stop to my approach.

"Can I join you?"

"Why don't you just light some candles since you already showered?

She walked off and I just watched her iron ass as it pressed against the black leggings before she disappeared around the corner. Since Destiny had been on her period, we never got around to have sex for a week. It is amazing how horny I could get but also allow my mind be distracted with constant work. I spent a few minutes starting a playlist on the built-in entertainment system and lit a half-dozen candles. 

I dressed down to nothing except my grey Under Armor boxer briefs and could see that the material was soaked. I waited another five minutes and just heard the shower run with an occasional item picked up or put back. It seemed like fifteen minutes have gone by when I caught myself stroking myself to keep my excitement going. Then she finally turned off the shower but spent another five minute getting ready. 

"Close your eyes," she ordered before I could hear her walking out of the bathroom. "Keep them closed."

She leaned over me and I immediately got a quick sift of her heavenly perfume. "I know you usual preference for my stockings would be wrapped around my legs. Tonight, let's wrap it around your head to cover your eyes."

She tied her silk stockings around me and was then ordered to put my hands underneath my butt. Then she finally kissed me. Gently at first and followed by her tongue licking the entirety of my lips. Whenever I tried to meet my tongue with hers, she retracted hers. That went on for a while and she knew it was driving me crazy.

"Scoot down and stick out your tongue," she said and right after I was in place I sensed her squatting over me. My tongue was met by some smooth flesh that turned out to be the outlines of her vagina. 

"I haven't shaven it completely bare in a while. I hope you like it," she moaned. Usually, it would take a while for me to be able to eat her out aggressively but it turned out that she was ready for anything. When I started to wrap my entire mouth around the clitoral area and started to flick her clit as fast as I could, she grinded me harder than she ever has before. She came within seconds and I joyfully drank any nectar that ran into my mouth. 




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 06



She quickly pulled my underwear off and slid down my naked body to immediately ride me. She rode me as hard as I licked her clit and while using my feet as a handle she slammed her hard body against mine. I have never been able to get too much stimulation from this position and was glad she could fuck the crap out of herself for as long as she needed.

I am not sure if she came again but she managed to jump off the bed and to lick me clean before she climbed on top of me again to ride me facing me this time. She calmed down a little but was still going at a vigorous pace when I finally felt me orgasm approach. With no way to enjoy Destiny's amazing body visually, I was left to picture her tits bounce freely in unison with her body. 

"Fuck, I'm cumming," I yelled out and started to let go of my fluids. I loved it when she squeezed her pussy extra tight around me while I was cumming and this time around, she tried as hard as ever. She actually managed to bring it to a point of discomfort towards the end when she gave cock one last squeeze while it was desperately trying to recover from a huge orgasm.

I thought we were done but she proved me wrong. She climbed upward slowly and I felt cum dripping on my penis, then crotch and all the way up to my chest.

"Lick my clit again," she ordered and I was terrified to run my tongue against my own cum. She was a bit more sensitive when my tongue made first contact and I was relieved to not feel or taste any male fluids. She immediately started moaning and seemed to be approaching another orgasm.

"Fuck, these pills work like magic," she moaned. As she started to get more aggressive in her moans and movements, she kept sliding her labia towards my mouth and before I knew it, I felt and tasted what I was sure was my own cum. I tried to ignore the latest revelation and instead listened to her scream herself through her final orgasm.

She kissed me keenly before walking off to the shower without saying a word. I simply joined her as well and we cleaned each other before signing off for the day.



From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 07



Vacation

We received our package from the erotic store a week later and when we opened it that night, each item was individually wrapped in black and red paper which turned out to be a request that Destiny made by calling the company next day.

"I told them the items that I ordered and asked them to wrap them in red. Your choices are wrapped in black. At first they were going to charge us extra but she agreed that we placed a significant enough order," explained Destiny.

We decided to not unwrap any of it but set it aside so we could pack it for our trip that was coming up in 5 days.

The day couldn't come too soon. Teresa volunteered to take us to the airport at an unreasonable time of 4:15 since our flight left at 5:15. Teresa was dressed in her tight workout clothes and after having to watch her bend over to pick up a bag for Destiny, I quickly got a hard-on which she felt when she gave me a big goodbye hug. 

"Like my ass?" she whispered into my ear and briefly licked it.

I quickly adjusted my fully grown cock before Destiny saw what just transpired. Our toys and sexy outfits nearly filled up an entire suitcase and the rest of the clothing another and we looked like we were going to be gone for a month.

Destiny was in charge of the hotel and flight reservations and I was already looking forward to the Four Seasons hotel room that we looked at together. When we started to stand in line for a first class check-in I just looked at her surprised.

"You said business has been going well and the bank account proves it so I thought 'why not'?" she giggled.

When we finally had a chance to sit and wait for our flight, I just looked at my babe in awe. She was checking her cell phone for a while and I just couldn't help but realize that I couldn't screw this up. I had fallen in love with her for sure and I would lie if I said I could guarantee that she was the one. Not because there was anything wrong with her, just because I have gotten that close to a woman twice in my life just to be hurt and temporarily ruined.

I gazed at her freshly curled hair which caused her light and dark brown strands to cover her neck, shoulders, and mid back with a wavy elegance that was reserved for the fashion magazines. Her summer dress only covered her shoulders with thin straps and even though her breasts were covered completely, their outline followed by a tight midsection made it breathtaking nonetheless. Her legs were crossed so her ebony thighs were more than half-way exposed and my attention quickly went to her 3 or 4 inch wedged heels.

She finally caught me staring when I arrived at her feet. "Sir, could you please contain yourself. I am already taken," she said rather loudly and quickly winked at me.

We both fell asleep for the first half of our flight and she was the one who woke me up by rubbing my crotch and before I knew where I was, my cock was at full mast. We decided to not have sex for one full week before our trip and with all the anticipation and teasing leading up to it, I was going crazy.

"Mile high club?" were the first words coming out of my mouth.

"Let's not. One, way too obvious on a daytime flight and two, not that much of a turn-on. I think I can make you much happier at the house," she said.

"Ok. Wait, what house?" I asked confused.

"Well...I got this offer for a rental house that was too good to pass up. Heather actually found it for us," she said excitedly. 

She went on to explain that it had its own pool and hot-tub, plenty of rooms and was fairly secluded on the hillside.

"Great, so we don't have to wait to check in?" I asked.

"Nope, the housecleaning lady will meet us as soon as we get there. So once we are settled in, me or you first?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Should we open one of your choices first or mine?"

"Ladies first," I suggested.

"Can't wait. It's 9 am, it's early enough for a drink, right?"

We ended up drinking a few glasses of champagne and tortured us with different teases. I looked over to the right side as we were descending to catch a view of the island when Destiny rubbed something wet against my left arm.

"What was that?" I asked without turning my head towards her.

"You know," she just said.

I looked at her and gave her a confused look. In response, her hand disappeared between her legs and after a brief bite on her lip with her eyes closed, she returned a wet finger to my mouth.

"Maybe I should have not taken off that thong when I went to the bathroom," she teased before pointing the index finger towards my mouth. I leaned forward, ready to taste my babe, but instead she put the finger in her own mouth. That move turned me on as hell but I gave her a disappointed look so she repeated the process except for the end where I was the one sucking on her juices.

We couldn't get off the plane and to the rental car fast enough. Our luggage arrived quickly and off we were on our short ride. We actually focused on our beautiful surroundings that we didn't do more besides rubbing each other's legs. When we pulled up to the house, I my jaw dropped. It was a mansion in my opinion and the four car garage opened on our arrival. 

Rosa, the housekeeper, greeted us in the garage and let us to the master bedroom. It seemed to be as big as my main living area in Seattle and had a custom sized bed on it that was twice as big as our king size bed. The view was also breathtaking with the pool area right underneath and the western Maui shores in a short distance.

I was so antsy to have sex with Destiny that I barely paid attention to Rosa's instructions. I remembered how to turn on the sauna and spa, use the oven, and where the billiard cues were stored. She cooked us a welcome lunch and also put a bottle of white wine in the fridge for us to enjoy.

As soon as we escorted Rosa out the front door, Destiny turned towards me and jumped into my arms with her legs wrapped around me. 

"This is awesome, thank you," I said sincerely.

"No, thank you," she said and we kissed like newlyweds for a minute or two.

My cock was on fire and while cupping her naked ass, I could feel her moisture in between her legs. With a quick move, I undid my belt and dropped my shorts and immediately lowered her onto me. She immediately started squatting up and down on me while squeezing her legs against my sides. I felt like we fucked like wild animals when she jumped back.

"That was hot," she said breathing heavily. "I need to use the bathroom and I really want to show you what I got for you, I mean us." 

With that, she left to the master bedroom and left me with my shorts around my ankle. While she was getting ready, I poured us some wine and took a bite of the delicious lunch. She only made me wait another minute or two before she called out of me.

"Come get your lover," she yelled from upstairs.

I walked up the wide stairway dressed in nothing else but my t-shirt and carrying the wine and when I arrived at the bedroom, I was met by Destiny in white bridal lingerie. 

"Now you know what awaits on your honeymoon if you ever pop the question," she teased with her legs crossed. Usually, I would have stared at her white platform heels, white garters and stocking and white thong and bra. But I just looked her straight in the eyes while I kneeled in front of her.

"Are you serious?" I said calmly.

"About what?" she asked.

"Getting married of course," I added.

"Well, I would definitely expect a ring with that question," she smiled.

"Let's go buy one then," I said seriously.

"Stop it. I should have not said what I said. Come here and take me," she quickly said.

"I," I started saying before she shushed me.

"That's a complex conversation. My clit is tingling and I really need you right now. Do you like my choice?" she asked.

My fantasy world of talking about marriage quickly disappeared to be met by this horny perfect babe in front of me. I immediately started kissing her neck and shoulders in response.

Through her moans, she added: "I know one of your fantasies."

I knew I had many so I wasn't sure where she was going with that. 

"I found your pictures of the cruise on the server. I must admit that some of them turned me on. You can take whatever pictures of me if you'd like," she said calmly.

"Wow. Sure. Sounds like a plan," I said. "We can shoot some pics throughout the week."

"Why not now?" she asked.

"I thought you needed to be fucked," I tried to clarify.

"I know you aren't going anywhere. I know you will have the most cum today and I think you should film me while you cum on my face," she said.

I didn't know what to say but just grabbed the camera out of the bag that was next to me. While I was setting it up, she dropped to her knees and started to give me a breathtaking blowjob. She gagged on me, spit on me, licked it back up just to go through the same steps again. I let the camera record us from the side when I bundled up her wavy hair and started to push her head harder towards me. In the last few months, Destiny had gotten to the point where she could swallow a good six inches of me and she quickly worked her way up to that limit.

She let me use her mouth and throat until I almost went too far. Not too far down her throat but to the point I almost had to cum. I gently pulled her back and she leaned her head against the mattress. She had been rubbing her clit this whole time and was just finishing her own orgasm as well. She yelled and cried out and drops of her cum were dripping onto the rug below. 

While she was still finishing her orgasm, I picked her up and placed her hips to the edge. My cock quickly found its target and with my balls slapping against her ass, I soon felt myself approaching an orgasm again. So I stopped my movements while buried deep inside of her when I felt her pussy muscles milking my throbbing member. 

It took all of me to not blow my load inside of her and Destiny knew exactly what was going on and just laughed out loud and smacked my ass as hard as she could.

"Why don't you take some pics of me while he calms down?" she offered.

I grabbed the camera and took a couple of pics in the position she was in. She spread both her legs and her labia for the camera and gave the camera the sexiest looks. She went on the lick her on nipples while finger fucking herself and then got onto all fours. The ebony goddess first spread her pussy lips again before putting her head down to spread her ass cheeks for me.

"Make sure to take some close-ups of my ass before it loses its virginity this week," she teased.

I was definitely regaining my stamina a little but a glob of precum started to collect on the tip of my fully erect cock.

"Come here and suck me clean," I ordered and she simply lied back and put the back of her head to the edge of the bed. 

"Mmm, is that cum for me?" she asked and stuck out her tongue. I grabbed my cock with my free hand and squeezed as much liquid through the tip as possible. I started snapping a few pictures right when a strand of jizz hung down and connected my cock with her outstretched tongue. I couldn't believe my eyes when I watched her let it slide right to the back of her mouth until she had to gag and quickly swallowed it.

She then grabbed my stiff rod and pulled it downward to the point she was stretching some parts of my privates too far and sucked me dry.

"I want to take some pictures of you too," she said suddenly. "Here, stand on the bed and stroke yourself."

I handed her the camera and was overfilled with lust when I started stroking myself slowly while watching Destiny in her bridal attire.

"Good. Now if you ever think to put me on the web, keep in mind that your pictures might be right behind them," she joked.

"Fuck, I am way too overstimulated to last much longer," I admitted. I was angry at myself for showing no stamina that day.

"You got all week to pound and fuck me, don't worry," she said and sat up so her face was next to my cock. "Ready to cum on my face?"

"Let's go on the balcony," I suggested and grabbed the camera from her. I took some pictures after I let her take the lead and her ass looked as fuckable as ever. She was about to squat down when I grabbed her upper arm and pinned her against the railing. 

"Just a quick fuck," I said. Without grabbing my cock, I stretched her left ass cheek with one hand and kept taking occasional pictures with the other. I had to bend my knees slightly to get below her heels extended legs and by rising back up, my cock found its target.

"Shit Don, you feel good," Destiny moaned and let me fuck her for a short minute before I just couldn't hold back anymore.

"On your knees baby," I cried out. "Oh fuck."

It took my entire body to squeeze the flow and right when Destiny was in prime position with her face right in front of the tip of my cock I let go. I have had many orgasms in my life but the velocity and strength of this one surpassed them all I believe. The first stream of semen shot straight to the back of her gaping mouth. The second and third all over her eyes and forehead and when I felt the pressure decrease, I leaned forward and let the last trop fall straight onto her nose and lips.

"Oh my gosh," was all Destiny could think of. My cum already started dripping onto her legs and floor when I asked her to lick me clean. I didn't know if the camera was in focus while I was cumming but I made sure that while she was licking and sucking with her eyes glued closed I got some great shots. I scooped up some more cum with my penis and fed it to her.

"Ok, I think that is enough," she said and I knew I pushed the envelope on that one. "Let's shower."

While we soaped each other I thanked her numerous times and she didn't seem to mind what just had happened. I was the luckiest guy alive that day and looking at the bridal lingerie when we stepped out made me think about the whole marriage thing all over again.

First day - Afternoon

The afternoon involved coming up with a shopping list and unpack our suitcases. We founds some interesting items around the house including a massage table which I was sure we would use at some point. We agreed that it would be my turn to pick something for her to wear and/or do that night. I took an enhancement pill before I jumped into my swim trunks. Destiny came out in a shiny white bikini set and I just said "Damn" when she spun around to show me everything she had to offer.

"I think you should go naked," she said. 

"The neighbor house is not that far away," I countered.

"You didn't seem to care about that when you came all over me on the balcony. Come on, you know I will be your trophy date this whole week and I want to get some eye candy too."

I reluctantly removed my shorts to show my hard-on to her. I knew that he would remain that way most of the time while she was dressed like that around me and I actually regretted having taken that pill. We swam in the pool and jumped back and forth between that and the hot tub. We were smart enough to drink water only as the temperature was approaching 85 degrees. 

We ended up holding each other more than doing anything too sensual and when she started to get too worked up towards the end, she suggested to conserve our energy and my sperm for the night. 

We went shopping around 4 and soon became too hungry to wait for a normal dinner time due to the time change. We ate at a smaller dinner when we were approached by a beautiful Hawaiian female who was dressed in spandex running shorts and an athletic halter top.

"Hey guys. Sorry to interrupt. My name is Lori and I just wanted invite you to the half-marathon this Saturday that is being held on the island. If you guys haven't signed up for it yet, you guys should," she said.

"Wow. I didn't realize that. Are you running too?" Destiny asked the black haired babe.

"Yes, and I volunteer for it too so I am just trying to spread the word," she answered.

"I ran a half marathon last couple of years. I might actually do it. What about you Don?" Destiny asked looking at me with her beautiful brown eyes.

"Yeah right, I have never run more than 10K and that was torture already. But you can go ahead," I said reluctantly. I wasn't sure how I felt about it because it would essentially eat up a whole day together since she probably would want to rest afterwards. The girl gave us a flyer and walked off. I couldn't help but glance at her tanned and toned legs.

"You just can't help it, can you?" Destiny said rather seriously.

"Sorry babe," I simply responded.

It was Tuesday so Destiny decided to go for a run each morning leading up to the race. "I am going to need a massage each night, of course," she teased as she shared the plans with me.

Back at the house, we put away the groceries and opened a bottle of wine. "So what did you have in mind sir?" she asked while touching my crotch softly. 

"Hmm, I need to look through the stuff to remember what I got for us," I said at first. "I have a better idea. Do you have a miniskirt you can wear in public?"

"Uhm, yeah?!?" she responded hesitantly.

"I remember you saying that you wanted to have sex on the beach. Why not break in the vacation island style?" I suggested.

"Hmm, sounds intriguing. I did look up beaches where there might be enough seclusion. It's a bit of a drive though," she explained.

Minutes later, she walked into the garage with flip flops and a sexy white tennis type mini skirt and a white halter top. 

"Definitely sticking with the white theme, aren't you?" I teased her while checking out her sexy thighs.

The drive was about fifteen minutes long and the entire time, Destiny kissed my neck, my right arm and towards the end started to give me a blowjob. If there is one thing that blows me away about her is her ability - or shall I say tendency - to get soaking wet just from giving me oral sex. When we got to a stop sign, I am ninety percent positive that some kids on the sidewalk so her head bopping up and down. It was difficult to conceal what she was doing considering the top was down in our convertible. 

She placed her saliva covered lips on mine when I finally parked the car. With no one in sight, she immediately climbed on top of me and I quickly rubbed her sex by reaching over her ass. Her thong was literally soaked and all that from just blowing me. I was so turned on at that point that I was ready to pull my shorts down right then and there but we were hearing voices coming from a few cars down. 

We ended up leaving her thong in the glove compartment and started walking on the beach. Destiny read that it is a good half a mile to the area that is secluded enough so we headed in that direction. We were still thirty minutes away from the sunset so when we finally arrived at the not-so-designated area, she sat on my lap as we watched the sun disappear behind the distant clouds. 

I felt so close to her emotionally and even my subtle kisses on her neck and naked shoulders didn't have any sexual agenda behind them. We were surrounded by a few other couples and once the sun set completely, there was only us and another couple left. We were giggling around and tried to kill time and heard some laughter coming from them as well. They were about 100 feet away from us and after another few minutes of no signs of them leaving, we started to get antsy. 

They seemed to be a young couple. She was a blonde and his hair was almost as light as hers. I was sure they were waiting on us to leave so I took initiative and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Destiny whispered.

"Come with me," I said.

We walked up to the couple and the dim moonlight confirmed my guess. They were a young couple, probably in their early twenties and she was a stunning blonde who was held by a good-looking guy. 




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 07



"Hey guys, I'm Dom, this is Destiny," I said and I knew they felt awkward. So did Destiny who was squeezing my hand tightly.

"I am just going to come out and say it. Are you guys waiting for us to leave so you can, you know, have some fun?" I asked.

The blonde quickly looked down between her bent knees and from what I could tell in the fairly dark environment, she was a babe. The guy just smirked and responded: "I am Caleb, this is my newlywed wife Karla."

He didn't address my primary question and it was Destiny who spoke up next. 

"I found this spot on the same website," she said pointing at Karla's lit up phone. 

"Oh my God," said the blonde without looking at us.

"I have a suggestion. It's pretty dark out and the beach is fairly big. Why don't we each take one side of it?" I suggested.

"Sure," Caleb responded with increased confidence.

"Congratulations on your marriage," said Destiny warm-heartedly and Karla finally looked at us. 

Shortly after, Destiny and I walked back into the direction we were before but just kept walking a little farther. 

"She isn't as wet anymore so you could some work to do," said Destiny when we decided on a spot. 

"You know how much it turns me on when you get wet just from sucking my cock," I said.

"Fine, have it your way," she joked and immediately got on her knees and pulled my pants down. She started licking my flaccid member but I grew with each heartbeat. I was not quite half-way erect when she swallowed all of me and just let a few additional beats increase the volume in my growing cock while nestled in her mouth. After a good fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back and started coughing. My cock quickly sprang up proudly.

"What the hell will it take for me to deepthroat you completely?" she asked frustrated.

"Practice, lots of practice," I joked. 

"Of course you would say that," she responded and continued to suck me. She did a fantastic job switching things up between licking my balls and the underside of my organ all the way up past the tip. A cool breeze blew over my wet shaft when she looked at me with her adorable eyes.

"Can I be honest about something?" she said quietly.

"Yes, of course," I said.

"I wanted it to be more romantic. We cannot change that there is another couple here but I didn't picture me kneeling in the sand," she confessed.

"I am sorry baby. Come here," I said and offered my hands to pull her up. I knew what she was referring to. When she shared her beach sex fantasy with me, she made it a point to describe the tender lovemaking that she dreamt about. It was more about her being fulfilled and served versus me. I didn't mind that at all since most of our sexual adventures lean more towards my tastes and fantasies.

At first I held her and stroke her hair and back. Goosebumps soon overcame her body and when she kissed my neck my body responded the same way. I don't remember how we got from that to our French kisses but when her hands finally moved southwards towards my ass I took off my shirt and put it down on the sand. I then laid her down gently on top of my shirt and pulled her straps down to pull her top below her tits. 

I have never spent that much time kissing, licking and nibbling a female body before and I knew that Destiny was in heaven. Her gentle moans kept me going as my cock was begging to enter her body already. In the distance we heard Karla moaning and I was sure she just came. Looking over into the darkness, I was only able to make out the outlines of their bodies and if I wasn't mistaken, he just got done taking her from behind.

"Make me cum with your tongue Don," Destiny begged when I was busy kissing every inch around her clit. As soon as I placed my mouth over her clit, she put her hand behind my head and pulled me in close. She came within seconds while both my hands were busy pinching her pencil hard nipples. She came so hard that her hips kept grinding back and forth and to our dismay, threw up a bunch of sand with my now crumbled up shirt. 

She didn't have to say another word when I got myself into position to make love to her. As soon as I penetrated her wet flesh, she was building up another orgasm. I thought it would happen quickly. Her moans and cries told me she was close but as I kept pumping my hips into hers, I became tired. My abs were starting to get sore and my hips as well.

I wanted to take her in another position but she kept motivating me to keep "loving" and "fucking" her. Just as my body was ready to give up, I started cumming deep inside of her. The orgasm felt great even though my body didn't. 

"Don't stop, I am so close," she begged as I tried to continue as best I could. I started to grow slightly limp when she finally came again. As soon as I knew her orgasm subsided, I collapsed on top of her.

"Thank you baby," she said exhausted and I had no words for her at the time. When I rolled off of her and collapsed on my back with my arms spread she just started laughing. "It's only day one, you better not quit on me already."

I didn't say a word and just chuckled. We watched the stars for a few minutes and then Destiny quickly washed up in the shallow water before we walked back. The young couple was already gone but something was blinking where they were before. It turned out to be her cell phone. We unlocked it so we could see if we could call Caleb but it had no reception. 

I accidentally clicked on the camera and nearly dropped it when nude pics of her came up. Destiny told me to close it at first but when she wanted to see the full-size of a thumbnail first. It was a picture of Karla doing the splits between the kitchen counter and kitchen island. I was immediately drawn to it so Destiny snatched the phone out of my hand.

"You shouldn't be seeing these. She is way too beautiful," she said. Right when she got done talking she changed the picture and it was him getting a blowjob. 

"Alright, you shouldn't be seeing his cock either," I said and with that she turned off the screen.

When we got back to the car, another car just pulled in. It was the couple. Destiny and I tried to be as natural as possible when we handed them her phone. With the interior light lid, her sexy body was in clear view and I just loved the fact how shy she was acting even though she liked to have nude pictures of herself taken and she just fucked in public.

After a quick thank you and goodbye we headed back to the house where we enjoyed the warmth of the hot tub before we called it a day. We agreed we would sleep nude the entire week and as soon as I spooned her, my cock started stirring again.



From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 08



Next Morning

The smell of coffee, bacon and scrambled eggs entered my nostrils when I started to wake up slowly. I stepped out of bed to make my way to the kitchen. Destiny just got done setting the dining room table when I heard the clanking of her shoes on the tile floor. When I turned the corner, there she was, standing tall in her entire beauty. 

She put on a pair of stiletto high heels and the skimpy string bikini set I ordered for us online. 

"Good morning sexy," I said. "I thought I picked those out for you."

"Good morning sexy to you," she said and gave me a wet one on the lips and grabbed my morning boner. "I know, I was just far too curious so the kid in me couldn't help it. Doesn't look like he minds," she said referring to my hard member.

"He was hard when I woke up. But I know breakfast will taste that much better," I responded.

Breakfast was delicious and staring at her nearly fully exposed tits that stood up proudly gave my cock no break. Her tits were similar in size of the model that wore it online but I didn't remember the model's nipples showing slightly past the edge of the thin material. 

I ended up eating far more than I should have while Destiny stuck to a rather small portion.

"You feeling ok?" I asked. "You aren't eating much."

"Yeah, I am really thinking about running this weekend so I think I should watch what I eat," she explained.

"Oh yeah," I said and I really wasn't sure if I was a fan yet of the thought of her going for a long run while we are on vacation.

"So what do we want to do today?" she said while crossing her sexy legs and adjusting her bikini straps.

"Well, we could start with finding a home for him while you bend over in your outfit by the pool," I flirted.

"I knew you would have something dirty on your mind. I have a challenge for you," she said.

"That is?" I wondered.

"I am going to tease the crap out of you, have you take care of my sexual needs, but you have to hold off until tomorrow," she said confidently.

"And why would I want to do that? You are talking like we have sex every day," I countered.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but we both know that sex is always on your mind and that any sexy babe will catch your attention," she started.

"And?!?" I said not agreeing or disagreeing.

"I know I can trust you wouldn't cheat on me, but I want you to know that even if you are tempted like crazy, you can wait until I am ready for you. And asides, I want to tease the crap out of you."

"I don't think I would have a problem with waiting a day. But what's in it for me?" I asked.

"Well, I read up on the whole anal sex stuff and my thought was you can help me get prepped a little today and then tomorrow night, I wear the hottest outfit we got for you and you get to take my virgin ass," she suggested.

"I guess I like the sound of that," I responded.

"You guess?" she hissed and kicked me with her high heels. 

"You know I can't wait. I mean, I will wait," I said. "So let's get dressed and go sightseeing or something."

"Not so fast. Wearing this sexy outfit did get me wet so we need to address that problem. I would love to catch the morning sunshine while you eat me out," she teased.

I didn't even get a chance to respond when she stood up and walked towards the pool area. Her ass looked rock hard and perfect in her bikini and when I felt precum sticking to my stomach, I wasn't sure if I could wait 24 hours plus.

Destiny wasted no time and lied back on the lawn chair and grabbed the back of her knees.

"Come here, pool boy, you have some cleaning up to do," she yelled.

I wanted to kiss her on the lips first but she immediately instructed me to start on her clit. I lied down in front of the lawn chair to have the easiest access to Destiny whose hips were at the edge of the chair. I shuttered when my cock made contact with the cool concrete. Right then I smelled her sex for the first time that morning. With my face buried between her thighs, I licked her pussy through the spandex material of her bikini. The mixture of her wetness and my saliva soon soaked the entire material. 

After a minute or two I pulled it aside to expose her naked sex to the cool morning air. Her clit was as swollen as ever and so were her nipples when I pinched them underneath her bathing suit. I kept grinding my hips into the ground while keeping my tongue busy.

"That's it baby. I am almost there," she moaned and moments later, she let go of her legs so she could pull on my short hair as hard as possible. I didn't hear much else of her moans and cries since she pushed her thighs against my ears with all her might.

Right when she came back to earth, she got up and laughed when she saw the wet concrete by where my cock was. "I am pretty sure you will either force yourself on me or whack off by the end of today," she teased.

Destiny ended up going on a 5-6K run after an hour and I was home alone watching TV. I could not get my hard-on to subside and was almost angry at myself. I kept catching myself with my hand inside my shorts before I finally contained myself. Destiny finally came back drenched in sweat. Her loose running shorts were extremely short so she proudly showed off her muscular legs that were covered in sweat. What was more disturbing was the fact that she decided to take off her top and must have run a part of the trip in her revealing sports bra only. 

"How was the run?" I asked.

"Great. I feel like I did great with my time," she said exhausted but still with a smile on her face.

"You ran like that?" I asked.

"You mean with my sports bra? It was getting way too hot and the t-shirt I put on was too thick. Don't worry, I only let people stare but not touch," she teased.

"I don't blame them for staring. You could have caused accidents with that body," I said.

"Stop it. Does it turn you on to think that men were checking me out?" she asked.

"Not sure. I think so, I guess. How would you feel if I teased and flirted with other women?" I countered.

"Who said anything about flirting?" she asked.

"I am just saying. You running around like this gives men the impression that they are allowed to look twice," I said.

"I think someone is jealous. This is coming from someone who made me have group sex not too long ago," she reminded me of the time when she came to visit for my birthday a few years ago.

"Nobody made you do anything. You didn't have to come back to the hotel room," I said.

"That's not fair. You knew I was in love with you even with Sara around," she confessed for the first time.

I didn't know how to respond but didn't want any hurt feelings to arise. "Let's change subjects. I am guessing you need to take a shower. Is there anything I can get you in the meantime?"

"Make some sandwiches for lunch and then we can go to the beach for a little bit," she said and kissed me on the cheek. Minutes later she came out dressed in a more conservative bathing suit compared to the one she wore this morning. She also wore a sexy skirt and even the basic flip flops made her manicured feet look sexy. After lunch we found ourselves by the beach which was getting pretty crowded. 

Destiny took advantage of her task of putting sun screen lotion on me by grinding my butt first while massing my back. She made matters worse when she slid her hips over my raging hard on while rubbing in lotion on my chest. She even made it a point to squeeze her black swim top covered tits together with her biceps while massing my nipples. I looked around and at least a handful of people took notice.

"How is that?" she asked before climbing off of me. 

"Your turn," I said in response. She lied on her stomach first and I spent a good five minutes massaging her legs and feet with the lotion. I briefly unsnapped her top to cover her shoulders and back. I even managed to trace my finger tips to the side of her tits. Before we got carried away she turned to her back and applied the lotion to her front herself.

We were silent for a while and soaked in the afternoon sun when Destiny opened up a can of worms: "Let me ask you something. You don't expect us to have an open relationship, right?"

"Uhm, where is that coming from?" I asked confused.

"I mean with your history of sleeping with different women and multiple women at the same time, are you going to be ok making love to me only for the rest of your life?" asked Destiny. I knew with where this relationship has gone, we are in it for the long-haul but we haven't discussed any future plans in detail.

"I love you Destiny and would never want to do anything that could jeopardize what we have going on," I said sincerely.

"That doesn't answer my question," she responded.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Will you be happy with me in a long-term relationship without any other women jumping to bed with you?" she asked.

"Why not? You are an amazing woman. Not just physically but you are sincere, smart, loving...anything a guy could ask for," I complimented her.

"I have done a lot of reading about men and their sexual desires, even before I moved to Seattle. The bottom line is that men always will want sexual adventures and if they will always be attracted to more than just the woman that they are with," she explained.

"Being attracted to another woman doesn't mean we have to act on it," I said in defense.

"The last two relationships I had were torn apart because the guys were cheating on me. You are an attractive man with lots of money and clearly a very strong sex drive. I am not trying to excuse your sex drive but it's an innate part of being a man and I don't want to have this unrealistic expectation of you," she said.

"So you are saying that staying faithful to you is an unrealistic expectation? That doesn't sound right," I said.

"I am not naïve. I know if you were given the opportunity to be with another hot woman, you could do something in your weakest moments," she said.

"You are starting to worry me. You don't think I can stay faithful to you?" I asked.

"Ok, let me ask you this. Since I moved here, have you checked out any other woman," she asked.

"Well...," I hesitated.

"Common Don. I see you checking out Teresa and Jessica all the time, for example," she accused me.

"Ok. I guess I am making it too obvious," I said worriedly. Destiny didn't seem tense or upset at all which was the only reason why I wasn't overly panicking. 

"That's my point. I don't think I can blame you. You had sex with both of them and they are extremely hot and don't hold back their bodies with the stuff they wear," she said.

I wasn't even sure if I discussed who I had sex with so she caught me completely off-guard with her last comment.

"Don, I am not trying to pick a fight or embarrass you. I want to make you happy and continue to be happy with who we are together. I guess where I am getting at, I think the more openly we talk about what our desires, weaknesses and expectations are, the less chances there that we hurt each other," she said calmly.

"Makes sense, I guess. But I am not sure what you expect of me," I pondered.

"To be honest with me about what you need Don. I honestly don't get that jealous when you check out other girls because I know that you are mine. I took off my top during my run this morning because I like to be wanted by others. Women like that stuff Don. That doesn't mean that I have sleep with anyone that checks me out but there is something deep inside that is very satisfying to know that we have men wrapped around our fingers," she said.

"Are you speaking for yourself or women overall?" I asked.

"Common, think about it. Do you think women wear leggings and cleavage revealing tops and push-ups bras and what-not just because it is comfortable?" 

"I get your point," I said.

"Jessica and Teresa, for example, want you to check them out. I knew if I wasn't around, they wouldn't just tease you and flirt with you innocently," she explained.

"Who said they are flirting with me?" I said defensively.

"Ok, a guy like you should be able to tell that by now. Either way, there will be women that will want to seduce you and I know that you, as a guy, will be tempted at a minimum," she explained.

"Maybe I don't know anymore where you are getting at," I said confused.

"Ok, I am just going to say it. I read about a bunch of studies about dating couples, marrieds, reasons for divorce, couples that swing, couples that have an open relationship and others. And the one big thing I got out of it is that couples that are willing to be adventurous and communicate very openly are the happiest," said Destiny.

"What do you mean by adventurous?" I asked.

"Take anal sex for example. I read about women who hated it when they tried it and other who rave about it. The ones who hate it seemed to be the ones that were pressured into it by their partner and didn't really feel like doing it to begin with. The ones on the other side of the spectrum love to please their man, are more open about trying new things and in the end, enjoy their sex life more. That's why I am ok with trying anal sex with you. And not just try it, but really get to the point where I will enjoy it for you," she explained.

"So what does that have to do with being attracted to another woman?" I said still confused.

"There is that segment of people that are sexually very open and statistics says, that hardly anyone ever regrets choosing that lifestyle. There are far more relationships that fail because boundaries, both spoken and unspoken, were crossed than couples who have clear boundaries that are further out there if you know what I mean," she said.

"Are you asking if we should have an open relationship?" I asked surprised.

"To be honest, that thought was running through my mind but I don't like the thought," she answered.

"So there is your answer then," I concluded.

"It's not that simple. I think an open relationship is on that far end of the spectrum and there are other options in between," she said.

"Such as?" I wondered.

"Take Jessica for example. Would it surprise you to know that her and I have made out a couple of times?" she asked suddenly.

"You did what?" I said surprised.

"Ok, I didn't. But I would lie if I didn't dream about it," she admitted.

"I thought you had no interest in other women," I said.

"I never said that. I definitely don't like the thought of being with a random woman," she said.

"Well, I think you know that it's a bit of a turn-on for most men to think of lesbian interactions," I admitted.

"What if I told you that I am attracted to my client Ben and that I get excited when he flirts with me?"

"Hmm, not sure. I definitely think I would be jealous if I saw that," I admitted.

"So you are saying that you would never be ok with another man doing anything with me sexually. Even if you were there with his wife at the same time?" she probed.

"I don't know. Now you are talking about swinging. That thought never crossed my mind," I lied.

"I want you to think about it. I want to make this clear. To ensure that we stay faithful to each other long-term, meaning not to sleep with another person behind the other's back, I would be ok with bringing other people into our bedroom. That might shock you to hear, but the statistics don't lie I think and you and I are two very sexually driven individuals," she explained.

"Wow, that's a lot to chew on. You know that I love you so I want to do whatever to make you happy while, I guess if want to call it that, stay within our set boundaries," I said.

"Exactly, and looking at your boner you cannot deny that the thought of any of this doesn't turn you on," she teased. 

Our conversation soon ended and while not having anything particular agreed upon, we were heading in the right direction. We cooled off in the water before heading back to the house.

"Still the same rule, you are to please me while you continue to build up your sperm bank," said Destiny when we got back to the house.

We decided to go out to dinner and with Destiny wearing a pair of fuck-me heels along with a very short dress I knew she was going to tease the shit out of me. It was after the appetizer was gone when she handed me a little black remote control.

"What's this?" I asked.

"There is a vibrator pushed against my clit. I want you to slowly make me cum while sitting here," she said and handed me the remote.

I didn't hear anything when I turned it up slightly but Destiny quickly turned her demeanor. She rolled her eyes and leaned back. I left it at a low setting for a while and through the delivery of our chicken dinners. She even managed to eat part of her dinner when I started stroking her naked thighs underneath the table. I sat right next to her and she moaned straight into my right ear.

"Turn it up baby, I want to cum for you," she moaned.

For the next minute I gradually increased the speed until I hit the max. I could finally hear and feel the vibrator and right as she was cumming silently, she pulled my head close to her mouth and moaned and licked my ear until she reached between her legs to pull off the egg. 

The rest of the evening was amazing and after an excruciating round in the hot tub of much nudity and touching but no sex we ended up in bed. An entire day went by and Destiny got to cum twice while I was wiping off precum the entire day.

I heard Destiny's alarm go off at 6 am and I just fell right back asleep. Next thing I knew I was greeted by a set of wet lips wrapped around my morning boner. It was the mixture between the warm sensation and the sound of her gagging throat that quickly got my adrenaline flowing. 

"Good morning," she said after coming up from an especially deep descend on my cock. 

"Good morning," I said smiling from ear to ear. I finally looked at her and noticed that she wore some lingerie already.

"Your patience and control shall be rewarded. I spent two hours getting ready so let's have some fun," she teased.

"I am already having fun. Nice outfit by the way," I complimented. She wore black lace lingerie consisting of a bra, garters, stockings and matching 6-inch heels. She turned her butt towards me and climbed on top of me. 

"Can you make sure the butt plug is in there the right way," she teased. It was then when I saw the little black handle sticking out of her butt. My hard-on just grew another twenty percent it seemed. I moved it back and forth a little causing her to tense up immediately.

"Pull it out and make sure it's clean," she ordered.

I pulled back slowly and her sphincter kept grabbing the plug causing it to stretch quite a bit before it finally let go of it. It was barely bigger than my thumb and well lubricated. I sniffed it and smelled nothing but the lube. 

"I read guys like this," she said and grabbed the toy out of my hand to suck on it.

"Hell yes, it does. That's fucking hot," I admitted.

"I am glad it doesn't take like ass at all. I was really worried. I must have done a good job cleaning it," she explained.

We were still in a 69 position when she started deepthroating me while I got busy with her clit and asshole. My tongue pleased her pussy while I started probing her tight hole with my finger. It was tight enough for me to worry that I was hurting her. I don't remember the last time Destiny was able to deepthroat me as far as she did that morning. I was overwhelmed with the different emotions and anticipation that I completely missed her announcement that she was cumming.

I was still licking her clit feverously when she jumped off of me completely short of breath. I was rock hard and didn't waste another second to mount her and start penetrating her missionary style. Even though it's only been a little over a day since our last intercourse, all the teasing and sexual energy made it feel like we hadn't had sex in weeks. I was so close to cumming when I stopped deep inside of her and kissed her gently.




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 08



"Ready to take my ass babe?" she said calmly. 

"Definitely," was my only response.

We spent the next few minutes lubricating her entrance with a syringe (her idea) and I tried my best to get her loosened up with my index finger. 

"Shit," Destiny cursed when I curved my finger inside of her rubbing its tip against the wrinkly inside. 

"Having second thoughts?" I asked her.

"No going back now. Try a second finger," she moaned.

I tried my best to be gentle with the second finger but there was no way around the resistance I was feeling. We relubricated her two more times when I allowed her to rub some lube onto my anticipating cock.

I pulled her to the edge of the bed and had her bend her knees and pull her legs back. My dick slipped right past her entrance twice at first. I finally gripped my cock with only the head sticking out of my hand and pushed it into her slowly. I hadn't looked at her for a while trying to focus on what I was doing below and when I looked up I just saw her smiling at me nervously. 

"Just do it babe," she encouraged me and I increased my forward motion significantly. Moments later her sphincter swallowed the head of my cock and I was in heaven. The tight feeling around me immediately caused me to realize that I wouldn't last very long. Destiny remained fairly silent while I pushed my raging rod deep into her bowels. 

I only went back and forth a few inches and was mesmerized by my glistening white cock disappearing inside the ebony's body. My veins were popping out and I almost felt like they were trying to add more sensation to Destiny's sensitive hole. I was going slowly enough to watch my ever hardening flesh make its careful way into her body. 

I was afraid to pull out completely fearing that I would have a hard time reentering her. When I increased the lengths of my strokes I pulled back to the point where my wider head was stretching her entrance before pushing myself into her all the way. 

When I increased my pace, she pushed her hands against my abs: "Gentle please. It feels like you are ripping me down there," she pleaded.

I grabbed her stockings clad legs and spread her hips wider. Destiny turned her head sideways and bit into the bedsheet when I ass fucked myself to an impeding orgasm. It took only a few more strokes when I pulled out my member and shot my cum all over her upper body. The first stream went from her belly button all the way past her bra covered tit. I rubbed my pulsating member against the top of her pussy to stroke him through the final rounds of my orgasm. 

"Thank you babe," I mustered when my shuttering finally stopped. 

"Thank you. It really wasn't as bad as I first thought it was going to be," she explained.

I looked at her anus and it seemed to be glued shut as if nothing ever went inside of it. Only the residue of the lube told the story of what just happened. We laid there for a while caressing each other's bodies. Then we both jumped into the shower shortly after and enjoyed a breakfast burrito by the pool. 

"So about our conversation last night," Destiny opened the conversation, "have you spent any more thought on it?"

"I would lie if I didn't. I guess I just don't know what your expectations are," I said.

"I don't think it's all about my expectations. If you were to go by my expectations, I would have not just lost my anal virginity. Yet, I don't regret it for felt pressured into it. I know it fires you up and even if it won't do anything for me in the future, I would still do it for you," she explained.

"How do you compare that to looking at other women?" I asked confused.

"At what point did you think it was wrong to sleep with another woman when I came to Seattle?" she asked.

"Fairly early I guess."

"Yet, you slept with Heather," she said.

"How do you know?" I asked confused still.

"Girls talk and you can thank her for offering up my ass for you by the way," she explained.

"So you weren't mad when she told you?" I asked.

"I was hurt a little bit. She actually asked me about us and I got it out of her. She was very apologetic knowing that the main reason for her divorce was an affair," she further explained.

"So why ask me if I am attracted to other women?" I asked.

"That's not the question. I know you are attracted to other women. The question is what are the benefits of me keeping a close jealous eye on you if that will leave me open to have my feelings hurt each time I see you checking out another woman," she said.

"Well, this may sound weird coming from me, but shouldn't you expect your boyfriend to only be interested in you?" I asked making me wonder how low she thought my moral standards were. 

"Sure, so let's say you control yourself for a few months or years and all of the sudden this woman comes into your life and your guilt prevents you from being honest with me. It happens all the time. Guy sees girl. Girl doesn't care the guy is in a relationship and next thing you know someone is cheated on," she said.

"So what's your solution to man's uncontrollable urges?" I asked.

"One article said it's like food. Your partner could be the combination of your most favorite meals and one day another meal is presented to you and you are so curious that you skip your regular meal to venture out," she explained.

"I am sorry, but I still don't get it," I said. 

"My point is that I am considering allowing other women into our bedroom as long as we are both ok with it. Part of me is wondering if I may have the same need as well at some point," she said.

"To sleep with another guy?" I asked with a level of concern.

"That would only be fair, right? I think that your needs in that arena will be far greater than mine so I wouldn't worry about it too much," she argued.

"Ha, easy for you to say. You are definitely catching me off-guard but I think what you are saying makes sense. I feel like you are testing me and are setting a trap," I said.

"Ok, stop. Our relationship means far too much to me. And I don't know about you, it's much more than just the physical," she said.

"This is just so weird," I insisted.

"I have spent hours reading, thinking and sleeping over this. Heather made some really good points and when I compare the pros and cons and the statistics speak for themselves. Couples in open marriages have a good or excellent relationship 80% of the time. The main factor for success is openness and honesty. There are some couples that are ok with the other having sex without knowing, but I don't think I'd be ok with that," she further explained.

"So you are being serious about this?" I still questioned.

"Yes. And...there is something I wanted to confess. So the week after you stopped your sex with Heather, I ended up with her if you know what I mean," she said.

"What do you mean? Like you had sex with her?" I asked.

"See, the thing is, I knew I was ok with women but when I told her about my history, she just knew that with the tender approach, I would be more than ok with it," she explained.

"So how was it?" I asked getting curious.

"I was a nervous wreck at first, but with each time, I got way more comfortable," she said.

"How many times has this happened?" I asked surprised.

"At least weekly, I didn't keep count," she explained.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I wondered.

"Trust me, I have done a lot of thinking, like I said. I didn't know where I was at sexually and I really have come to this conclusion. I hope this doesn't make you look at me differently," she said almost sadly. 

"No. Not at all. I am just very surprised," I responded.

The conversation ended soon after and Destiny decided to go on a run that turned out to be over an hour long. She was so exhausted when she returned that she ended up falling asleep after her shower. The latest revelation went through my mind over and over. I ended up looking up what must have been some of the same articles that she read about an open marriage.

It was then when it hit me. I fucked up two very serious relationships and while I thought the previous two were the "ones" I couldn't find any reason for why I wouldn't want to spend the rest of my life with Destiny. I decided I would propose to her at the finish line after her half-marathon. I went up to her while she was sleeping and put my pinky finger next to her ring finger. I made a mental mark on my pinky to show the jeweler what size she would need.

I was overly excited when I kept thinking about becoming one with Destiny and she noticed my upbeat mood when she woke up. We spent the rest of the day hanging out by the pool and grilled up some steaks for dinner.

"Alright, let's get cleaned up for some more anal fun tonight and open up a bottle of wine. 

"Let US get cleaned up?" I tried to clarify.

"I think I should stick my finger up your butt if you get to stick your big cock up mine," she argued.

Destiny spent ten to fifteen minutes in the bathroom by herself and when she cleaned herself and the enema bottle, she had me go next while she started taking a shower. It was the weirdest feeling to have the warm water go inside of me. I tried to distract my mind by watching my lover shave her legs.

"I cannot believe you didn't notice the hair removal," her voice echoed from the marble shower stall.

"Of course I noticed. You are as soft as a baby's bottom," I said right before finishing my ordeal.

I stepped into the shower with her and my cock sprang into action immediately. 

"Ok, last chance. Feel this and tell me if you notice anything," she said and led my right hand to her labia.

"It's still as smooth as I remember it," I simply said.

"Well. It just doesn't happen that way. I got laser hair removal done down there," she explained.

"Holy crap, how come you didn't tell me?" I asked surprised.

"Well, I wanted to surprise you and two, if you knew how much it cost you might have rather paid for the next couple of years of waxing instead," she said.

"I am not going to ask how much you paid because I don't care. That's sexy as hell. You know that right?"

"Like I have been saying, I have done a lot of research on how to keep my man happy and a hairless vagina was one of them. I hope you don't mind that I left the patch on top," she said referring to the neatly trimmed hair above her clit.

"No, that's hot too. You know you need to be careful how much you turn me on at once," I warned her.

"Why is that?" she asked flirtatiously.

I didn't say another word and just grabbed her hip to turn her ass towards me, forced her hands against the tiled wall with my left hand and guided my cock towards her wet pussy with my right. I plunged in as deep as possible right away and to my liking she turned out to be as soaking wet between her legs as she was all over her showered body. 

"Hmm, that's it. Show me how horny you are," Destiny egged me on.

Moments later, our bodies were colliding with such force that the shower water that collected between us was forced back as high as our heads through the splashes. I fucked her with all my might while I held onto her hips to keep them in place. 

"That's it baby. Take me, harder. Fuck me hard," she moaned and I was nearly losing control when I slapped her ass more than a few times. I was close to cumming when I was getting too hot from the shower's steam and the vigorous movements. I simply stepped out of the shower and told her to wait in the bathroom.

I barely dried off when I made my way into the master bedroom. I tried to think what the sluttiest outfit was that I had ordered for her. I decided on the lace up knee-high boots with the body-stocking. I figured we would be having fun in bed so I left all the toys and lube behind. She just got done drying herself and started applying some lotion all over her body when I returned.

"Need a hand or two?" I asked.

"Sure, but don't get any lotion near my holes."

I loved touching her smooth skin, and if lotion is involved, my lust for her body multiplies. I started with her front while she was sitting on the counter. I even rubbed the lotion into her erect nipples not caring if I would have to taste it in the near future. 

Once her thighs were well moisturized, she climbed off and bent over the counter so I could massage her shoulders and back at first. When it was time to put lotion on her butt cheeks, I couldn't help but dive into her crack face first. At first my rapid licks tickled Destiny but she quickly got acquainted to it and even spread her cheeks for me.

"Damn that feels dirty Don. Did I do a good job cleaning myself?" she moaned.

I tried sticking my stretched out tongue through her opening but had no luck. I did have a lot of success getting her increasingly excited by rubbing her clit while continuing to my oral assault. After another minute, I stepped back and let her get dressed.

"Go ahead and wait for me outside so I can get dressed," she suggested.

"I'd like to watch you," she responded.

I ended up giving in and waited on the bed and didn't even realize I was stroking myself until she yelled from the bathroom for me to wait in the living room instead. I didn't try to figure out what she was up to and simply obliged. 

It took her another 5 minutes to finally come out of the bedroom. Her arrival was at first announced by something rubbing on the tile floor and then by my babe crawling on all fours down the hall. She not only put on the boots and bodystocking but she also had a collar around her neck and had a toy in her hands as she did her best to balance.

I was speechless all the way until she crawled to my feet when a soft "hi" escaped my lips. In one big swoop, she licked me from toe to my chin. Her tongue didn't lose contact once when it passed over my shins, my pubic area, my right nipple and neck. She strategically left my cock untouched. 

Her second lick went from my chin to my left ear, passing my gaping lips in the process. 

"A couple of rules," she whispered. "I am all yours tonight but you better fuck me good. I took a second pill and my clit is tingling as we speak and I would suggest you taking a pill so you don't quit on me. Heather and I watched an award winning porn flick and got some ideas from it so you better be ready."

"I think I am as ready as I can be," I said overly excited. 

"I might need some help loosening up so while you get a pill, I will make us some long island ice teas, ok?" she suggested.

I was about to walk away when Destiny stopped me. "I cannot get up on my own. I need your help," she said playfully while pulling on the metal loop of her dog collar. I tried to gently pull her up but her lack of movement told me she needed more than a friendly tug. She finally got on her feet when I applied some force to the collar.

"Thank you sir," she said when she finally stood nearly as tall as me.

As I saw her walk off I just stared at her rock hard ass wrapped in the fishnet material and I just couldn't believe how damn lucky I was. Not only was she incredibly beautiful, but she had come such a long way with her sexuality since I met her on the cruise. I loved her sexual energy and only hoped that she wouldn't regret any of her recent decisions.

I popped an enhancement pill I kept in my nightstand and went back to the living room. Destiny just got done mixing up the liquor and told me to wait on the couch. When she brought back the two glasses she straddled me, handed me the drinks, and to my surprise, grabbed my raging hard-on to point it straight against her vagina.

She was soaking wet and exhaled with a "fuck yes" when she finally rested her butt against my thighs. She engulfed my entire organ with her sex and started massaging it by using her interior muscles only. She took the first zip of the drink and grimaced a little and when she forced her lips on mine and spit the entire gulp inside my mouth. I knew why; she definitely spiked the drink quite a bit. 

I was next to empty some content in my mouth just to pass it onto hers. I don't remember how much liquor we passed to each other but I felt a rush before she climbed off me. 

"So what did you have in mind when putting me in this slutty outfit?" she asked.

"Well, I definitely didn't think I would have to sit here with a soiled cock," I said referring to my glistening member that was covered with her pussy juices.

"I see," she simply said and knelt in front of me. She playfully licked my entire penis without ever sucking it once. She proceeded to lick my balls when she grabbed the toy off the table. I didn't pay attention to it before but when she put some lube on it, I knew where it was going.

"Some men like their prostate massaged while getting sucked. Let's see if you are one of them," she said and asked me to sit on the edge. She tried to find a way to get to my ass while I was sitting but couldn't figure it out. She even seemed clumsy and I was sure she was already starting to feel the effects of the liquor.

We ended up having me on all fours with Destiny lying right underneath my hips between my legs. She didn't waste much more time to stick the prostate massager up my ass. It felt extremely awkward at first but I had to admit that I liked the sensation. I quickly forgot about the awkwardness when her lips made contact with my dripping tip. 

She licked off my precum before raising her head to take a few inches into her mouth. Before I knew it I spread my knees so I could lower my cock deeper into her mouth. My eyes rolled to the back of my head when I felt another increase in buzz accompanied by the familiar sensation of her throat. She gagged right away but kept on going. 

My head was spinning slightly when the three separate forms of stimulation came together. I tried to not become too aggressive with her face but I kept on putting more of my weight towards her head forcing my cock down her throat even further.

It wasn't until she frantically slapped her free hand against my ass when I pulled back. She immediately took a deep breath and I just had to kiss her. The toy fell out of my ass when I scooted back to bring my lips on top of hers. There was nothing romantic about the face sucking that followed. Seconds later I stuck three of my fingers inside her hairless pussy and tried to find her g-spot.

I don't think I accomplished much by my uncontrolled and aggressive actions inside of her.

"Fuck me," she begged probably trying to have me end my pointless finger fucking. I didn't have to be told twice and pinned her hands behind her head and plunged right into her. Her boots kept slapping against my ass and thighs as I drilled her with all of my might. 

Each time I knew I would get closer to an orgasm, I pulled out and bit and licked her nipples or sucked her face again. We both built up a sweat after I repeated the process a few times.

"Let's go somewhere else," Destiny suggested breathing heavily. 

"Where?" I asked.

"Follow me," she simply said and after I climbed off of her, watched her crawl towards the stairs. I just followed her and occasionally slapped her on her ass. She ended up resting her chest against the third step and reached behind her body to spread her ass.

"Right here is good. Don't you think?" she teased and I knelt down and quickly got to work taking her doggiestyle. I thought I would be able to take her as aggressively as possible but each time I increased my tempo and strength too much, I felt my orgasm approach. The echoing sound of our bodies colliding didn't make things any easier either. 

In this position I took breaks by licking her pussy and ass from behind a few rounds in between. I managed to finger her anus with my thumb and I couldn't wait to explore it next with my throbbing cock. I didn't know what overcame me when I sucked on my own thumb after I had just pulled it out of Destiny's ass. My face and mouth was covered with so many different bodily fluids and the excess lube that was up her ass that I wasn't sure if my finger was dirty at all or not.




From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 08



"Ready for my big cock up your tight ass?" I said after removing my tongue from her sphincter. 

"Give it to me baby," Destiny begged lustfully and got busy rubbing her clit. 

I tried penetrating her for a little while but with my cock not lubricated enough I found it too difficult. I quickly grabbed the lube while Destiny remained in her ready position. Once I rubbed in the Shibara lubricant I tried again. This time, Destiny was also more relaxed, and to my surprise, I was able to push my way into her with a steady pace until I penetrated her half-way.

"Holy shit," she gasped when she realized what she had just accomplished. "Take me slowly, ok?"

"Of course," I said and just from what the one penetration felt like, I knew I had postponed my orgasm long enough. I applied a little more lube on my cock when I pulled back the first time and put some extra in my hand. With my hands lubricated, I smeared some over her ass and immediately fell in love with her glistening ebony skin. 

I tried to get a good grip on her by holding onto her fishnet bodystocking but it started stretching and ripping as soon as I pulled on it too hard. I decided to rip apart the material that was covering her tits and before she knew what happened, I held onto her tits as I started to pound her slightly more aggressively.

"Fuck, that's a little too much baby," she whined and moaned.

"I am so close babe. Arghh, shit that's tight" I moaned as my member was approaching its limit of inflation. I felt rock hard as her anal canal grabbed me with all its might. I knew I pinched her nipples slightly too hard while I was grinding my body through an overly intense orgasm. I cummed deep inside of her bowls and collapsed to her side as soon as the last drop exited my member.

I was still inside of her ass and held her close while I was spooning her. I felt her rectum contract around me and I started slipping out of her. 

"That was painful," Destiny admitted.

"That was hot," I said lightly. "I am really thankful for you doing all of this. I am sorry it hurt."

"You clearly liked it. I'll see how I feel later but I want to make sure I didn't injure anything down there," she said.

"Let me take a look," I said and started pulling out carefully. She remained on her sides with her legs staggered as I made my way south. There was lube reside all over her tight skin and when I spread her cheeks, I noticed that her entrance looked slightly irritated. I rubbed my thumb over it and she quickly jumped up.

"Crap, that hurts?" I asked concerned.

"It actually tickles. It is sore though," she said. 

I ended up drawing a bath for her and looked up some post anal sex pain remedies. I couldn't believe what stories I found about fissures and prolapsed anuses and other horrific injuries. I was certain that she was just sore without any serious injuries. There were suggestions about different creams when I ran into an article that talked about coconut oil mixed with some essential oils. 

We actually had everything we needed so I prepped a quarter cup full of homemade ointment for her. By the time I returned to the bathroom, she was just getting out of the tub. I quickly got turned on again watching the white foam contrast against her brown skin. She just chuckled when she saw the bulge in my boxer briefs.

"I have an offer for you since I kind of hurt you a little bit," I said.

"This better be good," she said smiling.

"So I got this remedy for your sore butt here and I was thinking to myself why not give you a full body massage," I offered.

"Hmm, sounds intriguing. I got an idea. Start a fire by the fire pit and bring the massage table out. There are some smooth rocks around it so maybe you can try giving me a hot stone massage. 

Destiny poured us some more wine and cut up some chees, strawberries and other snack items while I got things ready. I wanted to make this massage special. I have massaged her a few times before but it was usually as part of foreplay and neither one of us could wait more than fifteen minutes or so before we jumped on top of each other. 

The fire pit was run by gas which made things easy and after some quick research I figured out to fill a crockpot with warm water and let the stones warm up for a while. The pit was decorated with the perfect kind of rocks and a nearby outlet kept the crockpot warm. I lit up a few candles and an outdoor heating tower to make sure she would be as comfortable as possible. I also set up my phone to play a playlist of tranquility type music. There wasn't a cloud in the night sky and we could see far more stars in Hawaii than in Seattle. Destiny came out carrying the last few snack items. And once she removed her robe, she lied on her stomach. 

My massage oil of choice was the coconut oil and she asked me to lather up her entire body before starting up the massage. I started at the bottom of her feet and by the time my hands made contact with her hamstrings, I had another raging hard-on. Her legs were not only as toned as ever but the entire combination of her muscular but slender legs, the glistening oil and shimmering reflection from the fire made them to die for. 

I didn't lose any of my lustful energy when I covered her butt cheeks and spent a good minute making sure I got every skin cell moisturized. I was proud for paying the same amount of attention to detail on her back and shoulders. Before starting the actual massage, I put some of the homemade ointment on my index finger and gently massaged it into her entire crack.

"How is that?" I asked.

"Feels good. I hate to say that it turns me on slightly as well," she said softly. 

"That a girl," I simply responded while pushing a little of the ointment past her sphincter. It was definitely still nearly as tight as an hour ago but somehow Destiny seemed a little more comfortable and hence relaxed while have a foreign object penetrate her. 

Once we were done with that, I placed the warm rocks all over her body. Then I went to work on her shoulders and neck. I really wanted to make sure that I spent an equal amount of time on each body part so I looked at the time on my phone. I decided to spend a good ten minutes on each major area and by the time I arrived at her butt twenty minutes later, my hands and especially my thumbs were already sore. I pride myself in knowing that I have big strong hands which have always been a positive trait when it came to massaging women but no massages usually last too long.

I ended up using my elbows to get some pressure point located deep inside her butt cheeks. Since I was bending over further during that process, my face was much closer to her sex as well. Even though the smell of coconut and essential oils dominated the air I was sure I smelled her sexual desires as well.

After giving my hands a much needed break, they got to work again and went from her hip bones towards her inner thighs in repetitive motion. With each stroke my hands got closer to her vagina until the finally made contact. She was soaking wet but did a good job hiding her excitement otherwise.

I soon left her erotic area and got to work on her legs. I noticed the material of my underwear started to get soaked by my ever increasing excitement. Even though I was ready to massage her tits, sexy abs and quads, I spent an excessive amount on her feet. Since she was a few days away from running a half-marathon, I wanted to make sure I would help her recover from the run earlier in the day and the fact she wore heels for me.

We removed the rocks from her body and placed them back in the hot water. By the time she turned around, she was ready for a quick break and grabbed the nearby snacks and glasses of wine. 

"Sir, I don't think this is very professional of you," she said pointing at my bulge. 

"Sorry ma'am. I think you know you can't really blame me. Aside, your nipples are rock hard and you are soaked between your legs and I have yet to get to any of those areas," I countered.

"I guess you are right. Is it permissible to have the masseuse be naked as well? 

"I don't think management will have a problem with that. Could you remove it for me please, my hands are too greasy," I said.

She took one last gulp of the wine and pulled down my briefs. She ended up dipping her hands into the jar of coconut oil and applied a small amount to my hard cock before giving me a quick handjob. I reapplied some more oil on my hands as well and massaged it into both her firm tits. Our tongues were making out while we were stimulating each other as well. 

She was the one who broke off our increasingly intense moment and told me she was ready for round two of the massage. I massaged her for the next thirty minutes and in addition to my hands, my back started to ache as well. After massaging the top of her feet, I ran my hands along her long legs towards her love triangle. 

Since the oil is completely safe to use on and inside of a female's sex, I massaged her labia in detail before moving onto her clit and beginning parts of her pink flesh. She was pushing her hips against my hands and moments later, she was overcome by a minor orgasm.

I was reminded that not too many things including massage tables in this world are made for people over six feet. Having bent over for the past hour definitely bothered my back. I finished the massage by running my fingertips all over the front of her body. She jumped a few times but was overall very relaxed but still aroused. 

"Thank you babe," she said while exhaling after a big sigh. "Does he want to be thanked personally?" she asked referring to my member who was pointing into the sky asking for attention. 

"Sure," I simply said.

"Can you get me a bottle of water first please?," she asked. When I returned she drank the entire bottle at once and then scooted her head back until it started to hang down the edge of the table. "People use their mouths to say thank you, right?" she teased and opened her jaw.

As I got into position, a drop of precum dripped on her cheek. The head was met by an outstretched cold tongue and like a slip-and-slide, my cock slid along her wet tongue towards the back of her mouth. At first, I wasn't sure how deep she wanted to or was able to take me so I barely pushed my way forward. I increased my arousal by running my hands over her sexy abs and past her bony hips.

After taking a deep breath in Destiny grabbed my hips to force herself to deepthroat me. I was busy admiring her toned body with my eyes and hands and just let her control my hips. Aside from a few gagging sounds, Destiny seemed to be in full control. When I finally stood straight up again, I noticed that she managed to take me deep enough for my cock to bulge her throat slightly. 

As soon as I saw the bulge I grew even harder. When I learned how deep she was comfortable taking me, I bent my knees to push my cock more upwardly. The head of my rod quickly pushed her throat up further. I was so turned on by the sight and feeling that I felt an orgasm approaching. She helped me get turned on even more when she bent her legs back so I could hold onto them while forcing my way down her throat.

My sexy vixen was bent to the point that her feet were parallel to her head and I just kept fucking her throat. For some reason it was the perfect angle for me but especially her as she managed to take a good 6 inches of me without struggling too much. What followed next was my exhausting and desperation type of orgasm. My cock was achingly rigid when I spewed down her throat whatever cum had been reproduced since my last orgasm. However much it was, Destiny automatically swallowed it in its entirety.

"Just when I thought things couldn't get any hotter," I said exhausted and knelt down to kiss her on her wet lips.

"Well, my pussy is wet again so it's time to return the favor," she said and spun around. She wasn't lying about her wetness when my tongue tried to scoop up the liquid that had accumulated. It only took a couple of minutes of targeted tongue movements to make Destiny come again. We were spent completely sexually when we cleaned up. 

"How much do you make with your enhancement pill business again?" she asked. "This stuff ceases to amaze me. My clit is still tingling."

"I don't advertise it at all anymore and still have a few thousand dollars' worth in orders per month. I just don't have time to fulfill them anymore," I explained.

"This stuff works and I think with the right business plan, you can hire someone part time and make some more play money," Destiny suggested.

"Maybe it can be someone that we can introduce to our new agreement," I teased referring to her open relationship earlier.

"See, I knew you'd think in those terms going forward," she played off my suggestion.

I ended up in the hot tub trying to get rid of my own sore muscles and Destiny decided to read a book she brought on this trip in bed.

By the time I got back to the bedroom, she was already asleep and it looked like she drank another bottle of water. Our conversation about the pills completely reminded me of the fact that that was one part I didn't plan my absence for. Since I fully trusted Heather and she was aware of the pills, I sent her a quick email asking her if she could fill some orders that have collected in the last few days.

It took me a while to fall asleep and I spent the majority of the time watching Destiny as she seemed to rest with full contentment.

I woke up and immediately regretted not having copied Destiny by drinking some water before going to bed. It was 8:45 already and by the time I realized that I was alone I saw a lovely note from Destiny telling me she went on a run. The note was held up by a pair of black high heels and a black thong tied the two shoes together. ¬

She didn't note what time she left but when 10 am came around, I started to wonder. I was doing some pushups and sit-ups when she finally arrived. She showed off her body again in some tight running shorts and sports bra and both pieces were soaked. She wasn't breathing hard however.

"Hi hottie," I said and squeezed her sweaty ass before kissing her equally sweaty mouth. "How long were you gone for?"

"2 hours and 10 minutes. I walked for a while before running to make sure my breakfast shake was digested enough and then I walked for a good twenty minutes in the end," she explained.

"I am sorry you couldn't finish," I said honestly.

She quickly punched my upper arm. "Who said I didn't finish?" she challenged me. "I ran the 13 miles in less than 2 hours."

"Wow, nice job," I said giving her all the props she deserved. I was definitely jealous considering that she barely trained for it and could put up a good time. She was in that good of shape. 

I made her a protein rich breakfast while she took an extra-long shower. She came out in a sexy bikini set and a beach towel. 

"Let's go to the beach after brunch," suggested Destiny. 

An hour later we found ourselves at the beach that wasn't too crowded yet. We had lathered up each other in sunscreen at the house so we were able to relax right away.

"You should be happy to know that my butt felt fine this morning. I put some more ointment on just in case but with the amazing massage last night my body felt amazing. I think that made it easier for me to run this morning," she told me.

"That is a relief. I wouldn't mind giving you a massage every day leading up to the race," I offered.

"I'll take it. And I don't have to tell me that this body of mine is yours," she said and stroke her glistening thighs.

"Thanks for the reminder. I'll be sure to remind you of that later tonight," I responded.

"Let's go into town and do some shopping and sightseeing," she said.

We agreed to have lunch in town and after hitting our limit of lying in the 90 degree sun we went back to the house. I was pleased to see Destiny come out of the bedroom wearing the mini-skirt she wore to the beach the first night along with a halter top without a bra.

"I hope you don't mind that I am not wearing anything to cover up my privates. I think fresh air helps my butt feel better faster," she explained.

We spent the next couple of hours eating, shopping and laughing but aside from a few flirts and thigh rubbing remained fairly PG. It wasn't until we got onto the escalators when Destiny's short skirt got her into trouble. She forgot her lack of undergarment when she raised one leg on the higher step causing her skirt to ride up a little. The bottom part of her ebony ass came to view for anyone at an eye level or lower. By the time we got to the top, at least a dozen men looked at her from the bottom floor. One of them even tried to get a picture with his cell phone.

When we walked by a jeweler and shortly after by a nail salon I quickly decided to let her get a pedicure, manicure and facial package so I could get time to myself. She quickly accepted the offer and I ended up at the engagement ring counter. A blonde female sales clerk in her fifties helped me and after a few different options, she helped me settle on a princes cut that came with the center diamond that was over a carat large and a bunch of tinier ones around. 

I had no idea about ring values but before I dropped $12,000 on it, I made sure it was comparable to prices I saw online, which it seemed to be. It turned out that Destiny had the default size for rings or at least something close based on my quick measurements so I was hoping she could wear it right away.

When I was greeted by my elegant soon-to-be fiancé, I kept my hand in my pocket for most of the time afraid it would fall out. We had a great time the rest of the evening and ended up eating dinner at a small local eatery.

"So what would you like to do tonight?" I asked. 

"I got it all figured out. I just need you to be at the house fresh and clean," she responded.

"Well, let's skip dessert then if that's the case," I said.

"We won't need to be there until 8," she explained.

"So we have an hour," I concluded.

"Well, let's go find a place I can suck your cock and if I get wet enough you can take me real quick," she flirted and put her hand under the table. "Never mind, I am already wet."

I quickly paid the bill and we made our way back to the car that was parked a good 10 minute walk away. At first we were surrounded by a few other shoppers as we walked through the beautifully landscaped path. I didn't waste any lost opportunity by lifting her skirt and rubbing her naked ass when no one was around. 

We turned the corner and there was a bench a good 50 feet away from the main path overlooking a pond. I threw Destiny over my shoulder and ran towards the bench causing her to shriek and laugh. I didn't have to tell her what to do next. After we sat down, she opened my fly and pulled out my semi-erect penis. After only a few licks and kisses it was fully erect. 

She also wasted no time and started deepthroating me until her lips met my shorts. I sat back and started playing with her moist sex and looked out for anyone who might see us. She was getting really into after a few minutes and the gagging and slurping sounds started echoing around us.

"Fuck baby that's perfect," I groaned and held her head in place with my right hand right after she descended on my rod again. I quickly rubbed her clit while keeping her head in place. I finally let go of her when she coughed a little while my cock was nestled in the top of her throat.

"Let's get out of here. I got some prepping to do when we get home," explained Destiny.

"Just one second," I countered and grabbed her by her hips to lift her on top of me. Her wet entrance ended up right on top of my raging cock and she plunged downward when I let go of her. She rode me ragingly for the next minute until we heard voices in a distance. To keep up the sexual energy, Destiny licked me clean on our short drive home.




From Sales to Gym Ownership



"But HOAs are non-profit so I am not sure how that works," I responded.

"Hmm, not sure. Let me find out for you. My sister lives there and she always makes me jealous when she talks about going downstairs to work out or use the hot-tub," she said smiling with sweat running from her neck to her cleavage.

It was the combination of the words hot-tub coming out of her sexy mouth and her wearing the sexiest yoga pants yet that made me struggle being around her. I grabbed my stuff and was on my way after saying my goodbyes. 

The next day I received a phone call from a number that wasn't saved in my cell phone. 

"This is Don," I said.

"Hey Don, Teresa here from the gym," she said enthusiastically. 

"Uhm, how did you get my number?" I asked confused.

"Oh, I think you were trying to pick me up a few years ago when you handed me your business card," she said jokingly.

"Oh yeah, that must have been it," I said sarcastically knowing very well that she was right. I had no idea she was married at that time.

"Here is what I found out. The gym area is actually owned and operated by an individual and the HOA actually pays the owner a fee to allow its members to have access to it," she explained.

"I am not sure how that would work with our bylaws. And so the entire build out would fall on the owner too and that's a lot of money," I said worriedly.

"I knew you would say that so I asked my sister to put me in contact with the owner and he actually is willing to explain to you how you can get legal help and have the loan be supported by the HOA member's dues. I will text you his number," she said.

"You are making it sound like I am going to open this gym," I responded.

"Don, I know you well enough to see that would be your dream. Aside, you would make an awesome personal trainer. I would pay you to train me," she said.

"You don't need anyone showing you what to do," I complemented her.

"I know. I see how you guys look at me. But there is always something one can improve on," she said.

"And how do us guys look at you? Never mind. I know the answer. I am assuming you don't mind too much knowing what you wear," I said.

"And what am I wearing that is making you look? Never mind. I know the answer," she responded jokingly mimicking my response. "Anyways, let me hang up before I get myself in trouble. The guy's name is Devon. I told him he could expect a call from you this afternoon."

We hung up and I caught myself rubbing my crotch with my cock fully erect. Teresa has never been this flirtatious with me and part of me was wondering if there was more to it than just some teasing.

Devon was the most enthusiastic guy I have spoken to in a while. He was willing to share the entire business plan, contracts and schematics with me and the people that helped him with paperwork. Our visions turned out to be the same but the implementation was vastly different. After readjusting everything, I was still faced with nearly a three-quarter of a million dollars in start-up costs. I brainstormed for days when I ran into Teresa at the gym again. I never admitted to her that I adjusted my workout schedule to overlap with hers.

"So money is still the issue?" Teresa inquired.

"Yeah, some venture capitalist I spoke to is willing to put up 80% of the money but will want 60% percent of the business. If I am start this, I want full control," I admitted.

"Makes sense. So I noticed that you never ask me about my life," she said out of nowhere.

"Where is that coming from?" I asked in confusion.

"You never ask me about my husband, what we do for a living and stuff," she added.

"Uhm, I enjoy my conversations with you and never really wondered. I guess you yourself are interesting enough," I said.

"Oh, how sweet," said the blonde bombshell.

"Alright, I know your husband's name is also Don and you have been married for three years. How old are you?" I asked awkwardly trying to find out more about her.

"Twenty-eight. Don is fifty-three and owns a contractor company. A very successful one that is," she said trying to sound somewhat humble with her soft voice.

"Uhm, so he was twice your age when you guys got married," I quickly calculated. "Sorry, that was rude."

"No problem. We actually made a theme out of it. I know people think I am married him for the millions. I won't lie and say I would have married him if he was broke but I really love him. And he is a rocket in bed," she said proudly.

"Ok, that about sums it up. So why are we talking about all of this?" I asked.

"What if we invest in this business? Don's assistant spoke to Devon and saw his cash flow and is all for it. I convinced him to be ok with 25% ownership and the good thing would be that if there are ever upgrades needed, we could put in more money," she explained.

"Are you sure? Are you for real?" if I was Don I would be concerned about my wife making a business deal with a random guy at the gym.

"He has been looking to invest in something and since I have been so enthusiastic about it, he was an easy push-over. That doesn't mean that you have to make a good impression with him when you come over to our house this weekend," she said.

"I am coming over?" I confirmed.

"Yes, dinner at 6 on Saturday. You should probably wear something business casual like. He is going to have his accountant and his wife come over as well," she said.

"You had this all planned out? Why are you so enthusiastic about it?" I wondered once again.

"I really like you Don. I love fitness and the thought of helping others out. Who knows, I might get yoga certified and have you hire me," she said lightheartedly. 

"I don't know what to say. Thank you for sure," I said and was at a loss for words otherwise.

"You have this blank stare on your face. I am really happy that we can make your dream become reality," she said before giving me a hug. As I raised my hands from my side to hug her, both hands briefly made contact with her tight ass immediately sending chills down my spine.

"I am going to claim that was accidental," she whispered in my ear.

"I am sorry, it was an accident, honestly," I quickly apologized.

"Don't be sorry," she comforted me.

I couldn't sleep that night. I am not sure if it was the idea of my dream becoming a reality or that I am falling in love with a girl who is essentially about to invest hundreds of thousands of dollars in my future.

Saturday couldn't arrive soon enough and if I thought Teresa's outfits at the gym made me struggle, the dinner would not make things any easier. She wore four inch high heels and tights that covered her slender legs. She didn't bother to cover more than her ass with a top that was a bareback silky halter top which made me wonder if she wore a bra. 

I hardly ever see her with her hair down so watching her blonde hair flowing freely down her naked back was mesmerizing. Don was very enthusiastic and a pleasure to meet. The accountant Jim and his wife Angela soon joined us and before I knew it, we had eaten a dinner that consisted of four courses and as many bottles of wine.

We all got ready to sit down in one of the grand rooms. With the mood lightened and Teresa's legs crossed, I had a flashback of the party when my world came crumbling down because my sexually inappropriate behavior towards the VP. I stepped away to the powder room and freshened up and forced myself to realize how significant that evening was. The powder room was bigger than most master bathrooms and if the size of the mansion was any indication I could fairly assume that even $750,000 isn't a huge investment in his books.

When I returned to crowd, there was some paperwork laid out on the oak table in the middle.

"Don. Don here is willing to make a significant investment into a great business and you," said Jim. "I understand if you want to take the contract home with you and sign it later. To make it easy, I highlighted the most important sections. And since I know you trust Teresa, it should be comforting to know that she personally drafted the majority of it and approved all additions and changes."

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I had a law degree," whispered Teresa into my ear with a slurred voice.

"Let me just read through the highlights real quick please," I requested.

Nothing significant jumped out at me. I seemed to have full control of the business and could make most decisions. I did notice that Teresa or an appointed representative of hers would have to agree to most areas that included the legal field. There was even a buyout clause which seemed overly generous. Before I knew it we were shaking hands and had the contract signed and notarized. Even though I spent another hour at their mansion, I was too drunk to drive home on my own so Don called a cab for me. Teresa volunteered to drive my car to the gym tomorrow and I could give her a ride back. After I left and got an especially long hug from Teresa, I jumped into the cab. 

I don't remember the last time I felt this content in my life. My mind kept flashing back to the view of Teresa's tight body. I then realized that her perfume robbed off on me a little so I just closed my eyes and envisioned myself in her arms again. My erection was soon getting out of control so I made the snap decision to call Monica to see if she was available. 

"Hey Don," she answered cheerfully but seemingly hurried.

"You saved my number? I feel special," I said.

"You are special. How can I help you?" she asked quickly getting back to business.

"I was wondering if you were available tonight," I said crossing my fingers.

"I just got done with an appointment so I would need to freshen up for you first," she explained.

"Remember that bathtub of mine? Feel free to use it," I offered.

"Hmm, that is very intriguing. Odd, but intriguing. I can be there in an hour, the buses run a little weird from here. I can be there in an hour."

"I will pay for a cab for you. I'd rather have you be there as soon as possible."

I arranged with the cab driver to have dispatch send another cab to her address. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a sweater and boots when I answered the door. Seeing my disappointment, she quickly explained that the last client had a thing for school girls and her outfit was in her bag. I drew a bath for her and she quickly got undressed without any reservation. I ended up joining her in the bathtub and realized that it's been years since I sat in that tub with another woman.

Things got so frisky that I ended up licking her ass dry before we got out. Due to my excessive cum the last time, she insisted on getting paid extra if I wanted to cum on her again which I had no problem with. This time around, I fucked her much more enthusiastically than the last time and with the wine still inhibiting my decision making, I slapped her harder than she probably signed up for. 

When I finally came, I didn't even remember if she came herself and I admittedly didn't care that night. During most of the time, I imagined penetrating Teresa from all angles and didn't come back to reality until I watched my thick white cum cover the brunette's natural face.