From Sales to Gym Ownership Ch. 04

"His name is Mike. He doesn't believe in sex before marriage so he is really trying to keep us on a straight path," she explained.

"Oh, I see. Like I said, we don't have to have anything sexual happen to make this work," I said.

"Easy for you to say. You have women lined up ready to be fucked by you and I have this hot body for no one to enjoy? I love sex and even if your cock is 2 sizes too big for me, I love every inch of it," she said.

"I guess I don't know what you expect from me then," I admitted.

"That's exactly my dilemma. I tried to keep my distance from you from an attraction standpoint but next thing I know, I pull my pants down in front of you. You are much older than me and that sooner or later you will find a woman to start a serious relationship with. If I ever come to you and you are tied up, I will understand," she continued.

"Well, listen up. You are the hottest, most beautiful girl I know. I am a guy and if you are willing and ready to have sex with me, I will not say no. I can make sure to not put you in a predicament of sorts," I said.

"I might be cutting out, I...," and the connection was suddenly lost. One minute later, the doorbell rang.

"It's me," said Jessica once I picked up the receiver.

I let her in and while she looked frazzled, she also had a look of fire in her eyes.

"Well, here I am. Now what?" she asked.

"Uhm, you tell me. I was about to take a bath actually," I said.

"Can I join you?" she asked.

I hesitated for a few seconds but my hormonal senses got the best of me so I picked her up by her armpits until she wrapped her legs around me.

I drew the bath and Jessica used the facilities and got undressed. The second I saw her naked body, my cock sprung up. She pulled down my shorts and started stroking my cock while the water was still running.

There were enough bubbles to cover us to our necks which allowed me to focus exclusively on her face. After a few minutes of soaking in the bathtub we finally continued our previous conversation.

"Does this make me a slut?" she asked bluntly.

"What?"

"You know. Twenty years old, letting myself be fucked hard by a guy 15 years older than me and we don't even talk about our personal lives that much."

"I don't know. If you feel guilty about it, then maybe you should stop," I said. I was afraid she was going to agree with me and leave. Even though I had anal sex with another woman 9 hours earlier, my penis and mind were ready for another round.

"I am so fucking horny and you are the man to take care of that," she added. "I don't try to stay this skinny and in shape to hope that one day a man of my dreams will propose to me."

"Here's the thing. Are you much younger than me? Yes. In the world's eyes, I am flipping stud because I get to fuck one of the hottest girls in town. If you enjoy what we do, how does that make you different from me? I know I hurt you the first time we did it and I apologize for that.

I've had sex with women who made my drive and aggressive likes look like angelic behavior when you and I are together. Maybe I am the slut here. As long as you want me and I am in no committed relationship, you better bet that I will say yes each time you ask me to bed. But again, if you have an issue with any of it, I will completely understand," I explained.

"Well slut, rub my feet," she giggled taking all seriousness out of the moment.

I grabbed both feet at the same time and as soon as my thumbs kneaded her arches, my erection rose again. Any touch with this girl revved up my engines. We spent another 15 or 20 minutes in the tub with some occasional teasing here and there but I didn't realize how sexually worked up she was until we had dried off and jumped to bed.

We were facing each other and kissed each other gently, when my right hand traveled south with only a brief stop at the outer edge of her right tit. As soon as my hand got within the vicinity of her love triangle, I could sense the moist heat. I wasted no time and stuck my middle and ring finger inside of her and I came into contact with the wettest pussy yet. She just moaned in response and pinched one of her nipples.

"Please fuck me already," she moaned into my ear.

Moments later, I was leaning over her with protection in place and penetrated her straight to her cervix. Despite being just as tight as before, she seemed more relaxed and I took full advantage of it. I would lie if I could claim that having cummed half a day earlier gave me more stamina that night but we didn't even get to another position when we came simultaneously in our missionary position. She rubbed her clit the entire time as if our lives depended on it and even though we were both approaching our deepest levels of ecstasy, we kept looking into each other's eyes.

Jessica ended up spending the night and while she fell asleep quickly in my arms, her phone kept vibrating every few minutes and from a distance it looked like it was Michael calling her....

I woke up at 4:45 the next morning to get ready for another day of appointments. Around 5:30, the doorbell rang.

"What the hell?" I thought to myself and hoped that Jessica might actually finally wake up for her 6 am yoga class.

"Hello?" I asked through the receiver.

"It's me, Teresa. Buzz me up, I brought something for breakfast."

"Uhm, uh. I was actually on my way down already. I gotta get ready for my 6 am client and get the food bar ready. I'll be right down," I said nervously. I quickly hung up to not give her another chance to invite herself upstairs.

I turned around and watched Jessica put on her yoga pants and sports bra.

I just shook my head when I immediately felt my organ getting excited.

"Teresa is downstairs waiting for me with breakfast. I think we can agree that it probably makes sense for her now to know what's going on," I said hoping she would agree.

"Yeah, you are right. I will see you guys in a few," she responded half asleep.

Once I arrived downstairs, I felt like I haven't seen my girlfriend in weeks. Teresa wore her (my) favorite pairs of Lululemon pants that hugged her lower body tightly and I knew she caught me staring.

"Well, nothing about you has changed, has it?" she teased me handing me a Starbucks drink. "How is business?"

"Amazing. Actually too good. I am putting in over 70 hours a week and have a waiting list of potential clients," I filled her in.

"That's a good problem to have, I guess. Now with me here, let's see how we can redistribute the workload," she offered. "Did Jessica show up to each shift?"

"Did she ever. We added more classes for her to the schedule," I explained.

"Speaking of the devil," shouted Teresa as Jessica walked in ready to work. The two girls hugged each other's fit bodies tightly drawing my attention to their asses which both of them realized.

"So, have you guys worked well together?" asked Teresa seemingly hinting towards more than just work.

We chatted for a few more minutes and my 6 am appointment showed up a few minutes late allowing me to show Teresa more of the food items we offered. Teresa volunteered to work on that part for the next few days and with her help, was able to cook some hot meals and prepare a variety of shakes and juices which people paid for handsomely. The word quickly spread and we had people from neighboring buildings come into the gym to order food and some inquired about group classes and private sessions.

Within a couple of weeks, the food portion became a full-time gig for Teresa and Jessica was teaching between 3 and 5 classes per day. I was booked most of the time and aside from working and sleeping with Jessica, I also continued to have occasional sexual encounters with Heather. To add to my job satisfaction, most of my clients made great progress in their fitness and I grew to know a lot of them on a very personal level.

Teresa and Don seemed to do fine and since she came back from Hawaii, we didn't once do anything inappropriate aside from me checking her out lustfully every day. Jessica was a vixen at times and sometimes completely ashamed by what we were doing. It actually became exhausting trying to figure out if she was willing to hook up a given night or if her guilt-trip led her to drive home right after work.

Heather and I ended up having an agreement that we would hook up every couple of weeks and make it an event. She always dressed up for me, always cleaned her ass so we could enjoy some anal sex and she let me fuck her in ways that I was used to years ago. What made things even more exciting was that she had lost 14 pounds since working with me and according to her, she was in the best shape since her cheerleading years in college.

I actually told her everything about the enhancement pills and she insisted on buying a bunch from me and I could only guess that she took a couple the day we hooked up.