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gym
in an empty studio with my personal trainer. I've not put it
into words before, but will attempt to do so now. I'd never met
James this late before for training. I usually saw him in the
mornings, but he called early to cancel our morning session
and rescheduled it for 9 p.m. 'Car problems,' he'd said. As soon
as I arrived we began our workout – none of our usual chit-chat
and easy banter I noticed, and he pushed me harder than he'd
ever done before. I'd had a stressful day myself so I welcomed
the challenge.
    I felt the tension draining from my body as we began sparring.
I quite liked this part of the workout because I pretended James
was the source of my frustration, and I kicked and punched at
him with force. As the workout got more intense, our eyes
locked and we began communicating silently. His eyes challenged
me to work harder and vent, and mine told him that I
would. 'Why are you so frustrated?' hazel eyes asked. 'Because
I'm horny and I really, really want to fuck you!' brown eyes
responded. 'Really!' his eyes narrowed and mine narrowed in
return. We retraced our steps until I was backed against the
wall. Without taking his eyes off mine, he slid off his protective
hand gear and I slid off my gloves. I took a drink and he took
off the protective leg gear I was kicking against. All this time
our eyes never strayed from each other's. He walked towards
me and held out his hands. I slipped mine into his and he
pulled me close. My breathing became erratic and almost
stopped when his lips touched mine. It was so gentle my eyes
closed and my legs felt weightless. James backed me against
the wall and slipped open my mouth with his tongue. He tasted
of sex and that raised my pulses to a new level. I sucked gently
on his lower lip while he teased my top lip. His hands delivered
little electric shocks wherever they went. He groped my ass
and pulled me hard towards him so that I could feel his rigid
erection. I began to moan quite loudly, which echoed around
the empty studio. I opened my eyes when his hands slipped
into my leotard and found my wet pussy. 'Can I touch you?'
his eyes asked. 'Hell yes!' mine responded. He slipped his finger
inside my wetness and I groaned deeply. I began to grind
against his finger and slipped my hand inside his shorts. As I
touched him I felt my body go weak against him and the kiss
deepened. His cock was hot and throbbing, hard as steel. I could
hear our pleasure sounds reverberating around the empty
room. I longed for him to lay me down and bury his cock inside
me. The only light in the room was the slits of street lighting
through the blinds so I couldn't see him very well. I released
his cock and steadied his finger inside me. Our eyes met again
and mine pleaded, 'I want you now, fuck me please!' His eyes
darkened in response and he caught his breath. I knew he
wanted to, yet he made no move to release me from my
standing position against the wall. 'I am so close to the edge,
let me feel you inside me before I explode,' my eyes begged.
He lowered his head and took my lips in his mouth so that I
couldn't see his refusal. Be patient, I told myself, but couldn't
form a coherent thought when he was kissing me like that!
With his finger inside me, he began stroking my clit with his
thumb and I felt my orgasm building. I desperately wanted to
spread open my legs and clench his cock with my hot wet
pussy. In my fantasies he'd been naked and I caressed his
muscles with unbridled pleasure while he rose above me time
and again, driving me to the brink. But in this moment it was
not to be. My hand tightened around his cock and I stroked
him as though he were fucking me. Our breathing and moaning
meant we were both about to explode. James slowed his hand
movements down to maximise the pleasure for me and I
increased the pressure for him. Sliding two fingers inside me,
James grabbed my ass with his other hand so that his wrist
was putting even more pressure on my clit. I had to grab him
with both