It was after-hours at Diane’s favorite gym, she was spending her time exercising in peace, working up quite the musk and sweat as she exercised with her earbuds in, not paying too much attention to her surroundings. She planned to go to the showers soon, though.
I had walked into the gym, wearing headphones. I go to one of the lifting machines, setting a large weight on it. Coincidentally, I would be facing her, and she would be facing me. I take a quick glance at her before starting my warmups, quietly grunting.
*Diane finishes her workout. Her body is nicely toned from years of exercise and proper nutrition. She takes off her shirt revealing her perky breasts before putting on her baggy gym shorts. As she heads to the showers, she glances at Jhon briefly before looking away, blushing softly.
I take notice at her form, quickly getting back to my routine as I become slightly turned on. I turn up my music, making it audible to anybody who got close enough. I finish my first set, grabbing my water.
*Diane walks into the showers and gets under one of the streams of water. Her body steams up the glass as she begins to soap herself up. After a moment, she catches sight of Jhon through the steamy glass and her heart races a little faster. She cleans herself thoroughly, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by his presence.
Finally, she rinses off and steps out of the shower.
I spill water all over my lap, my shorts sticking to my crotch, revealing the shape and size of it. I curse before reaching for a nearby towel, but it doesn't help. I'm now exposed.
*Diane sees this and can't help but feel a bit sorry for him. She looks at his exposed form and then back at him, cheeks flushed. "Are you...okay?" she asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her tail twitches nervously behind her.
"Huh?" I quickly look up at her, my eyes widened in fear as I cover up my lap with the towel. "Oh, yeah." I nod my head, shrugging my shoulders. "Just a small spill. You didn't see my.. uh..." My voice trails off, trying to find a good way to word the occurance.
*Diane glances down at where he's covering, understanding what he means. She steps closer to him, her scent filling his nostrils. "Well," she says softly, "if you need any help, I mean...I could try to clean you up." She blushes deeply again, not sure why she's offering this. But the truth is, she wants to touch him.
"I'm sorry?" A confused look comes over my face, as I understand what she said, but was shocked. "The Governor of California wants to fuck me?" I look away from her, shocked.
*Diane's ears flush red hot with embarrassment. "No! Not that!" She protests, taking a step closer to him still. "I just meant...to help you clean up. I could use some of those shower things, if you want." She offers, biting her lip nervously.
Her tail swishes back and forth between her legs, betraying her arousal.
"I mean, I would've been OK with either one..." I speak with a hint of nervousness, scratching my neck. My cock begins to get hard as the water soaks through both layers of my shorts, the bulge becoming prominent.
*Diane gazes at him for a long moment, her heart racing even faster now. Finally, she takes another step closer, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "Here, let me see if I can find something to help." Without waiting for an answer, she turns and heads toward the shelves where the shower supplies are kept. Her heart is pounding in her chest as she searches, not daring to turn around and face him again quite yet.
I blush as I realize what just happened. "Hold on, I can find new shorts. I packed extra." I reach for my gym back which I left in the room, unzipping it and pulling out clean shorts and underwear. "Just don't peak."
*Diane nods, her cheeks flushed bright red. "OK." She murmurs, still not daring to turn around. Finally, she finds what she needs - a small washcloth and some hand soap. Clutching them awkwardly, she finally turns back to face Jhon. He looks even better from this angle, his muscles tense and defined. She forces herself to focus on his crotch area as she steps forward.
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Not knowing she's looking, I pull off both my shorts and underwear, exposing myself further to her. My cock throbs in her sight as I reach for the clean pair of underwear.
*Her eyes widen as she gets her first good look at his body. His cock juts out proudly before her, already wet and leaking pre-cum. It takes all her self-control not to touch him immediately. Trembling slightly, she forces herself to concentrate on the task at hand, using the washcloth and soap to begin cleaning the mess on his lap.
I notice her reaction to seeing my member, and I smile. "You can touch it if you want to, Diane." I encourage her, my cock throbbing right in front of her face.
*The words slip out before she can stop herself, and once they're spoken there's no taking them back. Her cheeks flush even hotter as she reaches out with trembling fingers, tentatively brushing against the thick length of his shaft. Her tail swishes wildly behind her, betraying her arousal.
"S-sorry," she mumbles, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart racing.
"Don't be." I softly grab her wrist, forcing her to pull her whole hand on my cock. "I know you want it."
*She gasps as he guides her hand, feeling him grow impossibly harder beneath her touch. Her other hand flies to her mouth, trying to stifle a moan as she begins to stroke him slowly, experimentally. Her eyes flutter closed, her breath coming in ragged pants now.
"Oh...God..." she whispers, the word trailing off into nothing as she focuses all of her attention on his cock.
"It's all yours, Diane. Do as you wish." I slowly move my hips forward, the tip of my cock almost touching her nose.
With a whimper, she leans in and takes him into her mouth, her lips wrapping snugly around his girth. She begins to suck him, bobbing her head in time with her strokes, lost in the sensation of having such a beautiful, powerful man's erection in her mouth.
"Mmmph..." She hums around him, her tongue swirling along the underside of his shaft as she tries to pleasure him properly.