Angie’s adventure in the gym

It was the cheapest gym in town. It was on the west side of a mid-sized southern city where the real estate was still cheap. Angie drove past the gym several times each week as she ran her errands.

The gym was in a run down slot in a ramshackle strip-mall that had seen its better days in the 60’s. It was nestled between the dollar general store and the goodwill outlet. Despite its run down condition, it was always packed, largely due to the $49 a year dues. It certainly wasn’t the beat u p old equipment inside, or the moldy, rusty showers lined with soap scum.

When she drove by, Angie always admired the muscular men, mostly black men, that were going in and out of the gym. She realized that she’d never seen a woman there, that’s when the thought came to her.

If you don’t know Angie from my other stories, let me describe her. She’s pretty, long dark hair, beautiful olive skin. She’s got a great figure, with a little extra weight on her hips & butt: no one would call her skinny. She was my girlfriend for a while, and these are the stories she told me about her adventurous past. Stories she told me to turn me on. They did.

The thought that came to Angie… It was to go to the gym, posing as a prospective customer, and see what sexual adventures ensued.

Angie went home after work and pulled out her favorite gym clothes: a black, low cut, thong style leotard and thin, gray panty-hose stockings. That’s all. The leotard pulled tight across her perfect breasts, making her nipples push back against the fabric. The thong bottom separated her splendid butt-cheeks which were covered skin tight with the gray stockings.

Angie put her hair up in a ponytail, put on some light makeup, and drove to the gym. It was early evening and the sun had just begun to go down. When she arrived she took a deep breath, and walked in.

When she entered the gym, she saw about a dozen muscular black men. She looked away as they stared at her gorgeous body. She approached the counter and asked the man sitting there if she could try some of the equipment to see if she wanted to join.

“Sure…” he said, “but we close in an hour” He didn’t even try to pull his gaze from Angie’s hardening nipples whose outline was clearly visible through her black top.

Angie spent several minutes stretching, knowing she was being watched she made sure to make every move slow and erotic. Turning her back to the men, she bent down to touch her toes, this put her perfect heart shaped butt up in air for all to see. They saw.

After torturing the men this way for a bit longer, Angie moved to the machines and started to work out. Even though Angie was in good shape, the heat of the uncooled gym combined with her exertion caused her beautiful naturally brown skin to glisten with sweat.

During her workout, several men came over to ‘chat’ and Angie dismissed them quickly and almost rudely.