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Smoking Hot Sex Stories: Volume 3
(Darren G. Burton)

Humping Iron





Derek arrived at the gym not feeling particularly motivated. The time was nudging towards ten o'clock at night and his body clock was used to working out in the early afternoon. It would be tough, but he really didn't want to miss a workout just now. He was determined to get into prime shape over the next few months and that required being dedicated and putting the effort in.

"Lucky this gym's open twenty four hours," he mumbled to himself and swiped his card to gain entry.

Once inside he paused to glance around and discovered there was only one other person in there. It was a guy around mid-forties and he was currently pushing out some slow reps on the bench press.

Derek hopped onto a treadmill for a warm-up and set it at a moderate speed. The guy on bench press grunted out a final rep, got up, snatched up a barbell and commenced doing some curls. He groaned loudly with each repetition, a sound that started to grate on Derek's nerves a little. That didn't normally bother him.

Must be the late hour, he decided and trained his focus on the little TV screen in front of him.

Music was playing through the gym's sound system. The same bunch of songs were repeated every other day and Derek had learned to tune out to it, rather than enjoy it and use the beat as a workout motivator. Maybe he would start bringing his headphones and listening to his own music selection through his smartphone.

Five minutes later he got off the treadmill and decided it was time to get into some weights. He performed a few quick stretches, then placed his towel on the seat of the lat pull-down machine and did a light set of reps to loosen up. The guy who had been doing curls appeared to have finished his workout and went into one of the shower rooms to wash off the sweat. By the time Derek had finished three more sets and was moving on to the next piece of equipment, the man stepped from the shower in fresh clothes and exited the gym, leaving Derek all alone in the place. He didn't mind. He could take his time. No issues with having to wait to use equipment or holding anyone up.

A Robbie Williams song came on the stereo. He'd heard it at least a hundred times by now, but he didn't mind this track. He used it to motivate him to blast out several quick sets of tricep curls before moving onto biceps. Just as the song was fading to an end he heard someone enter the gym. Derek dropped the weight stack and glanced towards the front door. He smiled when he saw who it was.

Penny was the gym's manager. She usually worked during the day, so Derek wasn't sure why she would be here at this late hour. She was a petite blue-eyed blonde and, whether she was working out or not, always wore tight-fitting training gear. Tonight she had on a red singlet top that exhibited the bulge of her generous breasts quite nicely. Little white Lycra shorts hugged her hips and buttocks like a second skin. Derek was sure she never wore any underwear under those shorts, as he could always make out the outline of her pouch where the seam split her pussy lips apart. She first went to the desk that ran along the front wall and checked something on one of the computers. After she was finished there she headed towards a locked room that was accessible only to staff. When she saw Derek she smiled brightly.

"Hi, Derek. You're working out late today."

"I know. I couldn't get here earlier due to work commitments. Speaking of which. How come you're in here so late?"

She shrugged. "Just had a couple of things to tidy up."

Penny was obviously wearing no bra under that top because her pert nipples were threatening to bore holes through the material. Derek had to force his gaze back to her pretty face, but it was too late. The slight smirk curling her lips told him she'd noticed him perving on her.

"You been here long?" she said.

"Nah. Haven't even worked up a sweat yet."

"Good," she answered rather strangely and disappeared into the staff room, closing the door behind her.

Something about being alone in this gym at night with sexy Penny was starting to make his blood boil. The hormones were racing through his veins and making him feel a little light-headed. A few months ago he'd gone on a holiday to Thailand, where he'd taken great pleasure in frequenting all the Go-Go bars, shagging himself silly every single night. It had been a constant conveyor belt of little Thai's hotties coming and going from his hotel room. But since being back home a sexual drought had set in. It was a hell of a lot tougher getting laid here than it was in Thailand, hence he hadn't had sex since he'd been back. And that had been a little over two months now.

Times were lean and he was hanging out for a bit of pussy action.

Penny emerged from the staff room, glanced his way, then walked casually towards the front door. Derek thought she might be leaving, and was quite surprised when she paused at the door and locked it, effectively barring anyone else from entering the gym. Again she went to the computers, played around for a bit, then came over and sat on a piece of exercise equipment beside the machine where Derek was currently doing some leg presses. Penny propped a foot up onto the cushion and sat with her legs parted. Derek stole a furtive glance at her crotch and swore he could see a tiny patch of wetness where her opening was beneath the white Lycra.