I am so not a gym bro. Never have been. But I am trying to go more often because my body is reminding me that I am not twenty anymore. So there I was, sweating my ass off, trying to figure out a machine that looked like it belonged on a spaceship. I must have been putting on quite a show because this guy approached me.
He introduced himself as James. Super friendly, easy smile, very patient. He showed me how the machine worked, corrected my form, gave me tips, and somehow managed not to laugh at me even once. After a bit he stuck by me, helping me through a couple more exercises.
When I headed to the locker room, he came along. Still talking. Still smiling. We walked into the showers, and he just stripped down like it was the most natural thing in the world. Confident. Comfortable. And yes, I noticed. Hard not to. The guy was built everywhere. I was a bit embarrassed for him to lay eyes on my pudgy body, and I certainly wasn’t as well endowed as he.
I tried to keep my eyes to myself, but it is not easy when someone looks like him and is standing a little too close while water is running down both your bodies. It had that weird mix of awkward and electric that only happens when you know something is shifting in the room but you do not know what yet.
After the shower, we returned to the lockers. He was just a few down from me, and both of us started getting dressed. And that is when it happened.
He reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of women’s panties. Not subtle ones either. Pretty. Lacy. Something Annie would make me hold up while she teased me. And he slipped them on like he had done it a thousand times.
I know my face gave me away because he caught me staring. He looked right at me and smiled in this slow, knowing way.
“Interested?”
My brain broke. I stammered out some noise that might have been a laugh or might have been a plea for divine intervention. I rushed to finish getting dressed just to get some distance from the heat in my own face.
We walked out to the parking lot together. I do not know what took over me, but the words came out before I could stop them.
“Dude, not really my thing. But it is my wife’s. You wouldn’t happen to be bi, would you?”
He did not even blink.
“I sure the fuck am. Can I come over?”
At that point, my submissive instincts kicked in. I explained our rules. Asked about clean tests. He showed me proof right there in the parking lot, bringing his recent clean results up on his phone.
And that is how I ended up bringing James home for dinner. Annie took one look at him, at the confidence, the body, the panties under his jeans, and she lit up like it was her birthday.
She absolutely devoured the attention he brought into the room. And watching the two of them together, watching her take charge of that situation the way she loves to…
Let’s just say Annie ate that man alive.
And I could not believe that a simple gym visit had turned into one of the wildest evenings we have had in a long time.
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