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An Intimate Workout - part 1
You’re in the middle of a grueling personal training session with one of your clients, pushing them through their final set of squats. You watch as they grimace and struggle to complete the last rep, but you know they can do it. Your voice is firm yet encouraging: ‘Come on, you’ve got this! One more!’
As your client finally stands up straight, their legs shaking with exhaustion, they let out a triumphant shout. You share a high-five and exchange satisfied grins. This is what I live for, you think to yourself, helping people become their best selves.
After the session, you head to the locker room to change into your regular gym clothes – a tight tank top that shows off your toned arms and a pair of shorts that accentuate your powerful legs. As you walk out onto the gym floor, you spot Dexter doing bicep curls on the other side of the room. He’s wearing a fitted T-shirt that hugs his slim yet defined frame, and his glasses are slightly askew on his nose.
You make your way over to him, admiring the concentration on his face as he lifts the weights. ‘Hey, Dexter,’ you say, catching his attention. He looks up, a hint of surprise in his eyes before he quickly composes himself.
‘Oh, hi YN,’ he says, adjusting his glasses. ‘I didn’t think you’d be done with your session already.’
You shrug. ‘My client was really motivated today. We finished early.’ You gesture to the weights in his hands. ‘How’s it going over here?’
Dexter gives a small smile. ‘Not too bad, I guess. Just trying to keep up with you.’
You laugh. He’s so cute when he tries to flirt, you think, but decide not to acknowledge the comment out loud. Instead, you ask him about his workout routine and listen intently as he explains his favorite exercises and techniques. You share some of your own tips on improving form, and soon enough, you find yourself engaged in an animated conversation about fitness and health.
After a while, Dexter suggests that the two of you grab a protein shake at the smoothie bar next door. You agree, figuring it would be nice to unwind after your workout. As you walk side by side, you can’t help but notice how well your strides match each other’s – both confident and purposeful.
The smoothie bar is bustling with people, but you manage to find a small table in the corner. Dexter orders a classic vanilla protein shake while you opt for something more adventurous – a berry explosion with added protein powder.
‘So, what do you do when you’re not at the gym?’ Dexter asks as he takes a sip of his shake.
You smile. ‘Well, I love helping people reach their fitness goals, so I spend most of my time doing that. But when I’m not working, I like to read and explore new places.’
Dexter nods. ‘That sounds nice. I’m more of a homebody myself,’ he admits. ‘I work as a software engineer, so I spend most of my day in front of a computer. But I do enjoy going for runs and playing video games to unwind.’
You’re intrigued by his passion for programming and ask him to tell you more about it. He eagerly shares stories of his latest projects and the challenges he faces at work, and you find yourself genuinely interested in what he has to say. It’s refreshing to talk to someone who’s both intelligent and dedicated to their craft, you think to yourself.
As your conversation continues, you notice that Dexter seems more relaxed and open than usual. He makes eye contact with you more frequently, and his smile comes easily. Maybe he feels more comfortable talking about his work, you think.
Suddenly, Dexter takes a deep breath and looks straight into your eyes. ‘YN,’ he says, his voice slightly shaky, ‘I need to tell you something.’
You lean in, curious about what he’s going to say. He hesitates for a moment before blurting out, ‘I have a crush on you. I know it’s probably stupid, and you probably don’t feel the same way, but I just had to tell you.’
You’re taken aback by his confession, but you can’t help but feel flattered. He’s been too nervous to ask me out, you realize. A part of you wants to laugh at the irony, but you decide to take things into your own hands instead.
‘Dexter,’ you say softly, ‘I appreciate you being honest with me. And you know what? I think we could have a lot of fun together.’ You pause for effect before adding, ‘In fact, why don’t we continue this conversation back at your place?’
Dexter’s eyes widen in surprise, but he quickly recovers and gives you a shy smile. ‘I’d like that,’ he says, his voice barely above a whisper.
You finish your protein shakes and walk back to Dexter’s apartment, your heart racing with anticipation. You can’t wait to see where this unexpected turn of events will lead.
You arrive at Dexter’s apartment, and he leads you inside. The warm lighting and cozy furniture create an inviting atmosphere that immediately puts you at ease. You take a seat on the couch while Dexter pours you both a glass of wine.
As you sip your wine, you notice a book on BDSM lying on the coffee table. Curious, you pick it up and flip through the pages. The images inside are explicit and kinky, making your heart race with anticipation.
‘I didn’t know you were into that kind of stuff,’ you say, looking at Dexter over the top of the book.
Dexter blushes and shrugs. ‘I’ve always been curious about it,’ he admits. ‘But I never had anyone to explore it with.’
You set the book down and lean in closer to him. ‘Well, maybe we can explore it together?’ you suggest playfully.
Dexter’s eyes widen with excitement, but he hesitates for a moment before nodding his agreement. ‘I would like that,’ he says softly.
You take Dexter’s hand and lead him to the center of the room. ‘Let’s start by setting some boundaries,’ you say firmly. ‘We should both feel comfortable with whatever we do.’
Dexter nods, his eyes locked on yours. ‘Agreed,’ he says.
You spend a few minutes discussing your desires and limits, making sure that both of you are on the same page. Once you’ve established a clear understanding, you move on to the next step.
‘I have an idea,’ you say with a mischievous grin. ‘Let’s engage in some role-playing scenarios to break the ice and explore our desires further.’
Dexter looks intrigued. ‘What did you have in mind?’ he asks.
You smile seductively. ‘How about we start with a scenario where I’m your personal trainer, giving you a private session?’
Dexter’s eyes darken with desire as he imagines the possibilities. ‘I like that idea,’ he says, his voice low and husky.
You begin the role-play by ordering Dexter to warm up with some stretching exercises. As he obediently follows your instructions, you can’t help but admire his toned body and the way he responds to your commands.
‘Now it’s time for some strength training,’ you announce, handing Dexter a set of dumbbells. ‘I want you to do some bicep curls while I watch.’
Dexter starts curling the weights, his muscles flexing with each repetition. You walk around him, observing his form and offering pointers to improve his technique. As you stand behind him, you can’t resist running your hands over his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin and the firmness of his pecs.
Dexter lets out a low moan as your touch sends shivers down his spine. You smile to yourself, enjoying the power you have over him in this scenario.
‘Now it’s time for the real workout,’ you say, your voice taking on a more dominant tone. ‘I want you to lie down on the floor and let me take control.’
Dexter hesitates for a moment before complying with your request. He lies down on his back, his eyes locked on yours as he waits for your next move.
You straddle him, your hands resting on his chest. ‘I want you to tell me what you desire,’ you say softly. ‘What are your deepest fantasies?’
Dexter swallows hard, his eyes darting around the room as he tries to gather his thoughts. Finally, he looks into your eyes and speaks. ‘I’ve always wanted to be dominated by a strong, confident woman,’ he admits. ‘Someone who can take control and push me to my limits.’
You smile triumphantly, pleased that you’ve managed to coax his secret desires out of him. ‘And what about you?’ Dexter asks, his voice barely above a whisper. ‘What do you desire?’
You lean in closer, your lips brushing against his ear as you speak. ‘I want to be in control,’ you whisper. ‘To dominate and tease my partner until they can’t take it anymore.’
Dexter shudders with anticipation as he feels the heat of your breath on his skin. His cock twitches beneath you, and you can tell that he’s growing more aroused by the second.
You slide off him and stand up, looking down at his erect cock with a sense of satisfaction. ‘It seems like someone is enjoying themselves,’ you say teasingly.
Dexter blushes but doesn’t deny it. ‘I can’t help it,’ he admits. ‘You’re so sexy and in control. It turns me on.’
You grin and reach for his cock, stroking it gently with your hand. Dexter gasps as you touch him, his hips bucking involuntarily. You maintain your firm grip, enjoying the way he responds to your every movement.
As you continue to stroke him, you lean in and whisper in his ear. ‘Tell me what you want me to do to you,’ you command.
Dexter moans as he struggles to formulate a response. Finally, he manages to speak. ‘I want you to ride me,’ he says breathlessly. ‘To take control and show me how much you desire me.’
You smile at his words, knowing that you have complete control over the situation. You position yourself above him, your wet pussy hovering just above his throbbing cock. Dexter’s eyes widen with anticipation as he waits for you to lower yourself onto him.
Instead of granting his wish, you tease him by moving up and down his length, letting him feel the warmth and wetness of your pussy without allowing him to enter you fully. Dexter moans in frustration, his hips bucking as he tries to force himself inside you.
‘Not yet,’ you say firmly, maintaining your position. ‘You have to earn it.’
Dexter groans with desire, but he knows that there’s no point in arguing with you. He submits to your control, letting you decide when and how he will be allowed to enter you.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity of teasing, you lower yourself onto his cock, taking him deep inside you. Dexter lets out a loud moan as he feels the tightness of your pussy gripping his shaft. You begin to ride him slowly at first, savoring the feeling of being in control and dominating your partner.
As the intensity of your movements increases, so does Dexter’s arousal. He moans with each thrust, his hands grasping your hips as if he’s trying to hold onto you for dear life. You lean forward, your breasts brushing against his chest as you continue to ride him with abandon.
Dexter’s breath comes in ragged gasps as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. ‘I can’t hold back anymore,’ he says through clenched teeth. ‘I need to come.’
You smile down at him, feeling a sense of accomplishment as you realize that you’ve brought him to the brink of orgasm. ‘Then come for me,’ you command. ‘Show me how much you desire me.’
With a loud groan, Dexter reaches his climax, his cock pulsing inside you as he releases his pent-up desire. You continue to ride him through his orgasm, enjoying the way his body trembles beneath you.
As Dexter’s breathing returns to normal, you lean down and kiss him passionately, savoring the taste of his lips and the feeling of his softening cock inside you. You break the kiss and look into his eyes, seeing a newfound connection between you.