Just like every other day during the off season, on this Wednesday Colin got up and went to the gym. And just like every other day, he passed one of the personal trainers Ashley near the juice bar where she was drinking her customary smoothie.

“Good morning.”

“Morning, Colin.” She looked at her watch and said, “You’re two minutes late. I was about to file a missing person's report.”

He smiled, nearly blushed at the fact that she knew his schedule. Let’s be honest, everyone here knew his schedule, but her? That was something extra special. He explained, “Yeah…traffic. Busy day for you?”

“Two regulars, a new client, nothing crazy.”

“Nice.” He paused, they both smiled. And just like every other day, didn’t ask her out like he had been thinking about doing for months. “Have a good one.”

“You too.” Ashley watched him walk away and when he was at a safe distance, she allowed herself a little sigh that was part longing, part disappointment. To no but herself she muttered, “Colin, baby, hate to see you go, love to watch you leave.”

As always, he started on the treadmill, jogging at first to get warmed up and then breaking out into a run. After three miles, he adjusted the incline to make it a little harder. He used to listen to music when he ran, like most other normal folks at the gym. But now…now he liked to listen to Ashley’s sweet voice coaching her clients, which she always seemed to be doing somewhere near him.

Insane, yes he knew this, but he couldn’t help it. Even if he couldn’t see her, he liked to hear her. She was an incredible trainer, soft and coaxing with those who needed reassurance, but then firm and demanding with those who needed a strong hand to guide them. And then there was her laugh, soothing and something that never failed to make a smile dawn on his lips.

When he did look over, he would immediately regret it because the hard on it caused made finishing his work out that much more difficult. The woman lived in shorts and tank tops and no one could wear them better. She was tall and even though she was a personal trainer she wasn’t overly muscular. She was obviously in shape, but soft all over as he liked his women. No hard edges or flat planes on her body, just gentle curves and wide angles. She was naturally tan, her hair so brown it was almost black, but her eyes were pale green and penetrating.

She was absolutely stunning, radiant, and confident. And quite honestly, she intimidated the shit out of him. Colin had known many women intimately, lots of them in Nashville, but there was something about this one that made him feel like a rookie: nervous, no clue how to act, afraid of screwing something up. Maybe it was the fact that she had greeted him by name the first time he came in, obviously knowing who he was, but clearly not impressed by it. Maybe it was her relaxed attitude and the carefree way she leaned on the juice bar counter every morning or it could be the knowing grin she gave him every time she caught him watching her with a client.

In any case, he had just kept doing what he had been doing, coming to the gym, saying good morning, doing his thing while ogling her from afar, and then leaving without saying what was really on his mind. To say it was driving him a little crazy would be an understatement, but he fully acknowledge that he was doing it to himself.

For Ashley, Colin’s appearance every morning was the very reason she made it to work early every damn day. Working at a gym she saw fit and athletic men come and go day in and day out, but they all paled in comparison to him. Colin didn’t work out to look good, he did it to make his body work better, but goddamn if all that effort didn’t make him something lovely to behold. He lacked the muscular definition of others, but he made up for that in pure bulk, because he was thick all over, a big body that made her clench her thighs together when he was in motion, covered in sweat.

Sometimes she would find herself literally salivating to fantasies of running her tongue over his sticky skin, catching drops of his sweat in her mouth as he planked over her. She could envision it perfectly, his wide frame braced over her body and hard between her thighs. The playful, teasing smile he had shining down on her as she panted in time with his own heavy breaths. Just when she would get the good part, her client would bring her back to reality and she’d want to punch something in frustration. The man was infuriating, and something had to change.

After his workout, Colin hit the locker room. He was alone, but he still sat on the bench facing the lockers in his sweaty shirt and shorts trying to make his erection go down before he took a shower. Nothing more embarrassing that sporting wood in public. His elbows rested on his wide spread knees as he looked down at the floor, willing his mind to think of anything besides the luscious curve of Ashley’s ass.

He heard the door open and close, but he didn’t bother to look up. That is until a satiny voice made his head shoot up.

“How much longer are you gonna wait to ask me out, Colin?”

He started her dumbfounded and the only thing he could think to say was, “You know this is the men’s room, right?”

Ashley had her arms folded and leaned on the wall just inside the door, less than ten feet away from him. She shrugged. “I work here, which I’m pretty sure means I can go wherever I want. Are you alone?”

“Not anymore.”

She bit her lip as she smiled and said, “Are you gonna answer my question?”

Colin took a calming breath and blew it out. “I don’t really have an answer. You could ask me out yourself.”

“I could, yeah.” She took a few steps closer to him. “But I don’t want you to think I’m one of those…what do you call groupies in hockey?”

“Puck bunnies, puck slut, take your pick.”

She took a few more steps until she was close enough that Colin had to lean his head back to see her face. “Right. I don’t want you to think I’m one of those girls. Because I don’t give a shit that you play hockey.”

She was standing right next to him between the bench and the lockers, looking down into his eyes. He swallowed hard and asked, “What do you give a shit about?”

Hesitantly, Ashley put her hand on his shoulder. His eyes never left hers and when he smiled, she ran her hand down his trap muscle and then back up, pausing now to circle the hard ball of his shoulder with her palm. She licked her lips and answered, “I care about this, your body, and the way just looking at you makes me wet.”

Her hand moved over his upper back, his shirt damp under her touch and turning her on even more. He just watched her face, let her touch him without moving. Finally she whispered, “You gonna ask me now, or what?”

He stood, causing her arm to drop to her side. Without comment, he grabbed her hips with both hands and forced her body against the lockers before his mouth came down on hers. He kissed her with a closed mouth, just holding their lips together, unsure of what the hell he was even thinking. He wasn’t thinking, he was just feeling, first her hand on his body as she told him he makes her wet and now her curvy frame under his palms.

Ashley dipped her bottom lip just a touch to rub the inside of it along his, daring him to do something besides chastely kiss her like they were in the seventh grade. He responded by groaning against her mouth and lowering his jaw to let his tongue free.

She wantonly moaned and let him into her mouth, meeting his tongue with hers and clutching him close with her hands on his back. Colin dragged his hands up her body, pausing only momentarily over her breasts before his let them rest on either side of her neck, holding her still to accept his kiss.

Not that he needed to do that, Ashley wouldn’t have left that spot for a million dollars cash. He was even more overwhelmingly sexy this close up: his scent purely masculine, his body warm and hard and wet, his mouth plush and talented. She moaned into the kiss again and Colin thought he might lose his mind.

No, actually, for the first time in months, he felt like he was thinking clearly. He broke apart from her mouth just long enough to peel off the sweat soaked shirt he had been wearing. Ashley practically gasped at the sight of his naked torso.

“Colin…mother of God, you’re fucking gorgeous.”

A thousand and one thoughts ran through his head, most of them compliments and praise he had thought about her from one day to the next. Her kiss had made him speechless, however, so he only managed a smile and a nod as he grabbed her hands and put them on his chest.

Ashley didn’t need any more incentive than that and immediately ran her hands over all that sweaty skin that covered his nearly perfect body. He went back to kissing her, letting her palms carass him between them and then over his sides and bare back. He put his hands against the locker on either side of her face, trapping her there and she would have been happy to stay in that prison for as long as he thought necessary.

When his knee pressed between her thighs, she spread for him and let out a strangled moaning sound that came from deep within her needy body. She bent her knee and pressed it against his hip, opening up even more and rubbing her wet heat against his thigh as she tried to breath through his intense kiss.

It was too much, the kiss and his dominating presence in the room was making her feel faint. She let his lips free, mumbling, “Hot…too hot.” She pushed him away only slight and pulled off her tank top, leaving her in a pink sports bra.

Suddenly, Colin was transported back to reality and exactly where they were. She moved to kiss him, but he stopped her. “Ash, wait, wait. Someone could come in.” And he didn’t want anyone to see her, only him.

She smiled wickedly and it make his cock twitch against her, which she noticed. “I locked the door, put an out of order sign on the outside.”

Colin burst out laughing. “You were planning on this?”

“I was hoping for this.” She pulled off her sports bra now and grinned at him.

Colin could only groan, unable to take his eyes off of her full breasts and reddish brown areoles that looked so tempting. He cupped her breasts with both hands, but used his thumbs to circle her nipples until they puckered and rose under his touch.

Ashley’s breath caught and she whispered his name. He finally met her eyes and said, “I’ve been hoping for this for months.”

Sassily she answered, “Should have asked me out.”

“Should have, yeah.” He pinched her nipples as he came to kiss her, swallowing down the gasp she emitted and working hard to make her moan into his mouth again.

His knee was back between her thighs, his hands still between them making her nipples sore with his attentions. Ashley reached down, grabbed his sculpted ass and hauled him more firmly against her. He was even more sweaty now and so was she. And she needed to taste him so badly.

She worked her mouth away from his and then down his bearded chin until she hit his throat. He tilted his head back, moaning deeply. She licked the sweat from his neck and then his collar bones before nibbling the firm flesh of his pectorals. Her hands explored as well and worked themselves between them to press inside his shorts.

She had felt the outline of his dick against her body since their kiss began, but when she found her way into his boxer briefs that were damp with sweat and precome, she groaned against his skin. She needed two hands to cover him entirely and her pussy actually fluttered at the thought of feeling it inside her.

“Ash…fuck. You make me hard everytime I come here. So hard it hurts to move.”

He wasn’t subtle, she knew from their first meeting that he was into her and that was why she was so puzzled about his shyness with her. He wasn’t shy now and hearing him confess what she already knew made her feel crazy with desire.

“Let me see you.” She shoved down his bottoms and he kicked them away, standing naked in front of her in all his glory. And it was glorious: big and hard all over, chest rising with his breaths, need reflected in his gaze, blond locks mussed and wild.

She took hold of his cock, pressing her palm against his shaft and circling his tip with her thumb as he had done to her nipples. Another drop of precome oozed out and she spread it around the crown of his cock before letting go so she could suck the thumb she had been using into her mouth.

When she moaned at the taste of him, he lost the last bit of hesitation that might have been holding him back. He roughly pushed her back against the lockers with a large forearm laid across her chest. Using one hand, he shoved her shorts down until she stood in just a thong. Nudging her thighs apart with his hand, he smiled when she lifted a leg and rested her foot on the bench to spread for him.

Using two fingers, he stroked along her slit outside her panties. He rubbed the wet fabric against her entrance and she whimpered. Quietly he asked, “I did this?”

She gasped out, “Yes. Everyday. You owe me so many new pairs of panties, Colin, it’s not even funny. They’re all ruined because of you.”

“Fuck…” He kept rubbing her pussy over the thong, feeling her flex around nothing, begging for his cock to fill her. “I’ll take you lingerie shopping on our first date.”

“Oh, God…” Ashley just realized for some reason that this would be the first of many times she could enjoy him. He wanted this now, but he also wanted to take her out and do it again and again just as she did. She clutched his face and he continued to tease her aching center with his fingers. “Colin, please use that beautiful cock on me. I’m gonna die soon if you don’t.”

“Let me feel it. Let me feel how much you need it.”

He tugged her panties down and she finished the job. When she opened up for him again, he slipped two fingers into her pussy and she instantly clenched around him.

“There it is…I feel it now, baby.”

“Colin…please.”

He worked his fingers in and out slowly and she tightened around them. As his thumb found her clit, she nearly screamed, but came forward to press her mouth against his shoulder to silence the sound.

His voice was quiet and demanding in her ear. “Come for me like this, then I’ll give you my cock.”

She only nodded and it didn’t take long. She was hyper-charged and after a few circles of his thumb over her clit she exploded, squeezing his fingers and thrusting her hips towards him for more.

He quieted her moans with another kiss and grabbed her ass as he lifted her up. Her back banged noisily against the lockers, but that was the least of his concerns because he was nudging inside her, hot wetness encompassing his cock and threatening to make him come embarrassingly fast.

At the invasion of his length, Ashley groaned and thrust her hips down to take even more, to force him deeper. Her legs wrapped around him, ankles locked and he held her up with those massive arms of his.

He couldn’t move at first, it was too good and he was too fired up. Ashley, however, wasn’t about to let him take it slow now. She tightened her hips to create leverage that made her center rise from his cock. When she released, she sunk back down until he was pressed into the hilt once more.

“Ash…now you’re gonna kill me.”

She giggled in his ear and started kissing his neck again as her arms encircled his shoulders. She used his own words against him, “Let me feel it. Let me feel how much you need me.”

His hips dropped as he held her in place, dragging his cock slowly out before before he surged forward and pressed her hips against the lockers with another loud bang.

“Oh my God, Colin. Yes.”

“Oh, you like that? Tell me you like it, baby. Tell me how good my cock feels in that wet little pussy of yours.”

He pulled almost out and then fucked into her even harder, sending her body against the cold metal that was at her back. He did it again and again before she finally sputtered out, “Fuck, I love it, Colin. You feel so good, so fucking big and thick. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

He thrust again and chuckled against her neck, taking his turn to use her words against her. “Should have asked me out.”

She agreed with a smile. “Yeah, I should have.”

His thrusting took on a smooth, hard pace that had her back smacking against the lockers with the force of them. She couldn’t stop touching him, couldn’t stop stroking the flexing muscles of his back and shoulder and arms.

She worked her hands down his biceps until she reached his forearms and she wrapped her hands around him. Pressing down, she used his own body to help her get control so she could thrust down to meet him.

The first time she did it, he smiled so wide. “Good, Ash, so good. Keep going.”

She kept her hands on his forearms and did it again, rising and then sink down on his cock just as he was hammering into her from below. Then, she had an even better idea. She extended her arms over her head, curling her fingers around the top of the lockers.

From there, she did a pull up motion to lift her body and then drop it back down, impaling herself on his cock.

Colin’s eyes fluttered a bit when she came down hard, so she did it again. When his thrusts and hers met, it made her vision blur because he was so deep, so hard, spreading warmth through her entire body with every move he made.

With her balanced on his hips, he moved his hands from her ass and brought his fingers to her nipples to play and pinch and pluck. The only thing holding her up was his wide hips and her own strength as he used his hands to tease her nipples until she was almost shouting her pleasure.

Her whole body was shaky, weak, but she found the power in her muscles to pull herself up and come down again as his hips jutted forward to drive in. He both pinched both nipples and twisted, making her head slam back against the lockers as she moaned.

“I’m gonna come, Colin. Are you -”

“Yes, yes, baby. Just give it to me a little faster.”

“Fuck yes.” Her hips took on a frantic pace and his fought to match it. With a few quick, wild thrust from both of them and his hands still torturing her nipples, Ashley came hard. The suck and pull of her pussy made him release along with her and he pulled her close now, cradling her body against his as he felt the wonderful pulses of her around him.

Finally, they were both too weak to stay like that and he let her feet hit the floor. As he plopped down on the bench, he pulled her into his lap. Still breathing heavy, he kissed her neck sweetly and held her against his chest.

After a bit he asked, “So, what are you doing later?”

Her body shook with her giggling and she pulled away to look at him. “Well, someone promised me panties. You wanna do a little drinks, dinner, underwear shopping?”

He almost blushed again, struck with the force of the things he had said in the heat of the moment. “I know I said it, but that seems ungentlemanly. Maybe we should save that for another time.”

“Colin, I just let you fuck me in the locker room of the gym where I work. Do I strike you as the kind of woman who’s looking for a gentleman?” He opened his mouth to answer, but she shook her head. “No, I do not. Buy me new underwear and then help me ruin them.”

He grinned and licked his lips. “Alright, you win. Panties it is. But I get to pick them out.”

That smile of his should have made her worry, but really she was looking forward to seeing what kind of taste the man had. To answer, she simply nodded, smiled, and kissed him again.

Notes

Sometimes I feel like I get out of hand with the dirty talk, but Colin just strikes me as the type of man who is sweet and polite in life and then starts saying the nastiest shit when you get him naked.