![]() “I don’t know why I’m doing this, but since we are, don’t bother giving me your name. “I knew you’d come back Carrie,” I told her as I started to lead her to the private workout area that I wanted to enjoy her in, stopping when she aggressively grabbed my arm. Sure enough, a few minutes later a drenched Carrie came up to the front desk and cleared her throat to get my attention. “You know where to find me if you want to work out your aggression sexually,” I told her as I turned around and wheeled back to the front of the gym, quite sure it was a matter of if, not when, I would be seeing her again. “That’s re-really not any of your business…” she moaned as I humped her between her legs once more, smiling and winking at her as she went back to working the bag. Quarantining’s causing marital problems, isn’t it? I’m sure you’re not the only one,” I told her as I rubbed her arm suggestively, Carrie not exactly in a hurry to jump away from my touch. “I, UH, it’s nothing…” she stammered, caught quite off guard by my forwardness and having a reaction to feeling my erection near her sweet spot whether she wanted to admit it or not. And I couldn’t help but notice you came in here without your wedding ring on…” I said to her as I brushed her leg and leaned into her suggestively, letting her feel the bulge of my cock between her legs. “Seems like you have some pent-up frustration in the way you’re attacking that bag Carrie. ![]() ![]() So when she took a break from beating up the bag I allowed myself the chance to try and strike up a conversation with her again. Usually, of course, we would be busying ourselves with other customers after assisting someone, but with us still pretty much closed to anyone but our most familiar clientele, I had all the time in the world to watch Carrie attack the bag with an obvious pent-up aggression that was getting harder and harder for her to keep pent up the further along she got.Īnd I was so horny from watching her that I decided she was the one and only girl who could ever get me to risk everything for just the slight chance of getting somewhere with her. “Let me show you to our best pair of boxing gloves, too,” I told her as he smiled warmly at me and started attacking the bag, pretty soon growing oblivious to the fact that I was very hungrily watching her attack the bag with the same energy I wanted to use to go after her sexually. “Show me to your best speed bag,” she told me as she pulled her hair back into a French braid and stepped aside so I could show her the way, doing my best to not stare at her ass the whole way. What’ll it be this time?” I asked her as she came up to me and smiled her best “I hope this guy doesn’t think I’m gonna fuck him just cause I don’t have my ring on” smile as she told me what she needed. The fact that she was very happily married was not nearly as much of a deterrent to us trying anything with her as the fact that she was usually there with her own personal trainer was, but one day I saw her walking into the gym by herself in a pair of short white shorts and a tight grey t-shirt.Īnd no wedding ring, which naturally piqued my interest even more. It had been a rough few months at the local gym, which I guess was to be expected when you’re battling a worldwide pandemic and all.īut the good thing was that it meant that we as gym staff were often treated to seeing some of our favorite members come in for private workouts where they couldn’t be bothered.Īnd in our case, that also meant that we often saw Carrie Underwood come in and out of the gym on most days, doing whatever workout she would be doing on whatever day her workout routine called for her to do.įor the most part, we would leave her alone, but I would of course be lying if the thought of having some extra-curricular “workout” with her hadn’t crossed the minds of me and every other horny male trainer there. This is what she is wearing in the story:
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