Lust at First Sight Bk. 01 Pt. 02

"You three look comfortable," Amanda said, walking in from the kitchen.

"Join us!" Emily said happily, stretching her arms out to her big sister.

Amanda gave me a curious look before climbing onto the couch and wrapping her arms around Emily. A few minutes later, Mel slipped into the room quietly and Erica lifted herself up so the blonde twin could join the group, then rested her head on Mel's lap. Mel gave me a few knowing looks as her twin rested her head on my shoulder, but she didn't say anything about our conversation earlier. Hopefully I could get some alone time with Mel, and she could help me deal with this whole messy situation.

"Well that's enough T.V for me today," I said as I untangled myself from my sisters and stretched.

"Yeah, it's been a bit of a lazy day," Emily added with a yawn.

"Lazy for some. You and Manda were at the gym for about two hours," Mel chimed in.

"Speaking of gym," Erica said. "I'm gonna go and work off the party last night. Want to come, Nick?"

I quickly debated with myself about going, and quickly concluded that I did indeed want to see Erica sweating in workout gear. "Sure, I'll go."

"I'll come with," Mel said, getting to her feet. "Just give me a minute to get changed.

"I'll start on dinner," Amanda said, then turned to Emily. "Want to help?"

"Sure," Emily smiled.

All my sisters went their separate ways, except for Erica. She eyed me from where she was still laying on the couch, and held her arms out to me, as if she needed my help to get up. I smiled at my sister and obliged her. I took her hands on my and pulled her off the couch, and straight into my arms.

Erica fell into my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her thin waist to support her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and suddenly her face was barely an inch from mine. I looked into her blue eyes—which sparkled with a mischievous glint—and enjoyed the curve of her hips under my fingertips.

"Hey," she said softly.

"Hey," I replied. "Come here often?"

I chuckled as she rolled her eyes and could tell she was only barely suppressing a smile. Her body was flush against mine, and I could feel the swell of her generous breasts as they were crushed against my chest, and her smooth thigh rested ever-so gently between my legs. It would be impossible for her to not notice my erection.

"Why did you come to my room last night?" I asked without thinking.

"Why do you think?" she raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.

"I think you thought I was alone," I replied with confidence.

"Look at that," she half smiled. "Smart and good looking. You've got it all...big brother."

The sultry tone she used for the last two words sent a shiver down my spine and caused my hands to slide down to grope her amazing cheeks. I hadn't consciously made the move, but I was glad I had. Her ass felt amazing in my hands—ten times better than Jen's had—and I had to fight every fibre in my body to not lift her thin robe and take a hold of her glorious bare cheeks.

"Mmmm," she moaned. "Your hands feel good."

"You feel good," I growled into her ear.

The pressure from Erica's thigh between my legs increased, and I felt her smooth skin run along the length of my stiff rod. My head swam with an intoxicating feeling of lust and wanton pleasure that I'd never felt before. I wasn't sure if it was purely my attraction to this goddess, or because it was so taboo.

Our mouths were still a fraction of an inch from touching, and the wetness of her full, pouty lips was so inviting that I knew if I kissed her now, I wouldn't be able to stop. Thankfully, we were saved by footsteps in the hallway outside, and quickly—albeit unwillingly—separated.

"I better go change," Erica said after looking longingly at the bulge in my pants.

"Same," I replied, but let her leave first so I could watch those hips sway from behind.

I was glad to see Erica looked about as flustered and bothered as I was. It confirmed my suspicions that she might actually have genuine feelings for me, as I did for her. I readjusted myself to make my boner a little less obvious, then headed out back and up to my flat to change.

Ten minutes later I met both sisters out by Erica's blue Holden Barina. The sisters looked equally amazing in their sports-gear, and I was looking forward to seeing them work up a sweat.

Erica had dressed in a pair of black and red leggings that looked to be painted on, with a matching sports bra. Leaving her hour-glass thin waist exposed for my eyes to feast upon. Her long black hair was pulled up into a neat ponytail that reached her ass. I let my eyes wander her body openly as she did mine.

Mel was dressed similarly, but her outfit was completely black, and her top covered her thin waist completely. It still hugged her form like a second skin, and I couldn't help but admire the slight curve of her ass when she turned away from me. She'd put her long platinum blonde hair into pigtails, which I found incredibly cute. I'm sure she didn't do it to get a rise out of me, but she did give me a knowing wink when Erica wasn't looking. Was the wink because she knew I was checking her out? Or was it because she saw me checking her sister out? Either outcome would be strange.

I climbed into the passenger seat of Erica's car when Mel had insisted, taking the back seat for herself. Like Amanda had, Erica offered to let me drive, but I wanted to get my license transferred over before taking to the streets here. The last thing I wanted was to get pulled over and fined for driving without a license.

Erica played music softly as we dove, but no one spoke. The music she'd picked wouldn't have been my first pick. The goth/industrial music was okay at clubs and parties, but it was never something I would ever go out of my way to listen to. I knew it was popular with alternate and goth women, so I said nothing.

About ten minutes later we pulled into a small parking lot and I followed the girls to the single door of the local gym. Erica stepped up and swiped a small key fob over the reader, and the door clicked before she opened it and stepped inside. Mel followed after her and motioned for me to follow her. Once inside Erica quickly deposited her belongings in one of the empty cubby-holes that lined the adjacent wall before heading further into the gym.

"I'll take you to see someone about a membership," Mel smiled.

I nodded and motioned for her to lead the way, trying my best to not stare at her taut ass openly.

Mel led me to a corner office with glass doors and walls. A young blonde woman sat behind the curved desk, chatting on the phone. Mel knocked quietly, and the woman flashed her a smile before holding up a finger, indicating she should be done soon. When the blonde finished her phone call she rose from her chair and rounded her desk to give Mel a friendly hug. She wore a black and white polo shirt with the gym's logo on her left breast, with tight leggings that showcased her toned legs. She was quite a bit shorter than Mel—meaning I towered over the small woman—and looked to have a flawless bronze tan that made her bright blue eyes shine.

"This is my brother, Nick," Mel introduced me. "Nick, this is Sarah. She manages the gym."

"Nice to meet you Nick," Sarah said with a friendly smile.

"You too," I replied, extending my hand in greeting.

Sarah took my offered hand and we shook for an appropriate length. Her hands were soft as buttermilk, but her grip was firm. Working in and managing a gym probably meant she had plenty of time to work out herself, and I was disappointed that her polo shirt covered so much of her figure.

"So, you're looking at a membership?" she asked once all greetings were given.

"Yeah. My sisters all come here, so I figured it's a good place to go," I replied.

"We love having them here, and I'm sure you'll fit right in," Sarah smiled. "Come into my office and I'll get your details. Then you can get right to it if you wish."

Mel bid us both a farewell as I followed Sarah into her office and took one of the two chairs in-front of her desk. Instead of taking her chair behind the desk, she took the one beside me and placed a few sheets of papers down before me.

"Here is our contract for membership," Sarah pointed out. "It just states the cost of membership per month, trial periods and joining fee, which we'll waive for you since you're a family member of a few of our members."

I glanced over the paperwork without really reading it. The contracts for gym memberships were usually quite universal, with only slight variations in costs, opening hours and minimum trial periods.

"This all looks satisfactory," I said.

Sarah gave me a warm smile, and I thought I saw her admiring me from the corner of my eye. It was probably my imagination from being around Erica so much lately. Sarah would see all sorts of hulked out body builders all day. I wasn't anything special in this crowd.

"Next is the payment form. We only accept payments in form of direct debit on the first of every month," she explained. "Mel mentioned you came from England. Do you have an Australian bank account set up yet?"

I hadn't bothered setting up an account since I wasn't sure if I was going to stay in country or not. Since both my mother and father were Australian citizens, I had a dual citizenship which would make things easier. But I just wasn't sure until I met my siblings if I was going to stay. Now I had no intention of leaving.

"I do not. But I can easily set one up tomorrow," I replied.

"That's fine. Since your sisters have been coming here for a couple of years now, I'd be happy to give you the first month for free. Just make sure you have that account set-up and get the details to me before the trial is over," Sarah said.

"You got it," I replied with a nod.

I signed and initialled the required papers. Then Sarah handed me a towel, water bottle and keyring fob. All items had the gym's logo on them.

"These are complimentary to all members. The fob will grant you access to the gym anytime you want to work out. Just make sure you use it every time you enter and don't let anyone in. Even if you know someone is a member," she explained.

Now it made sense why Erica and Mel entered separately. Each of them using their own key fobs. It was a little strange, but I understood the security issues of letting random people in at all hours of the night. They couldn't keep staff on call twenty-four-seven.

"Thank you. You've been extremely helpful," I gave the cute blonde a smile.

"It's my pleasure," she smiled back. "I probably don't have to ask this since you look to be in great shape, but if you need any help from personal trainers or anything, just ask. We have a bunch on site that are happy to help."

"Are you one of the trainers?" I asked, testing the waters.

"I could be," she winked.

I gave me one last smile before leaving her office. There was nothing quite like being flirted with by a gorgeous woman to make a man's day. I may have to take Sarah up on her offer for personal training. Hopefully, her plans for getting the heart racing were as interesting as my own.

Since I was done with my membership process, I decided to get a quick workout in. I dumped my phone and wallet in one of the cubbies beside the one Erica had picked, filled my water bottle, and headed over to the cardio section to warm up. The pleasant sight of Erica's ass flexing greeted me as I rounded the corner to where the treadmills were lined up in two rows against the wall. Erica was moving at a slow run, and the loping gait of her stride made her juicy ass bounce with each step she took. So naturally I took one of the treadmills in the row behind her.

It had been a few weeks since I'd done any exercising. I started my cardio off light, building up to a fast run after ten minutes, then only maintaining it for a few minutes before cooling off with a fast walk. My eyes were fixed to Erica's ass for most of it, making time fly.

The rest of my time at the gym was spent in close proximity to one of my sisters. Mel had caught me more than a few times checking Erica out, but said nothing. Nor did she indicate that it bothered her. She even caught me checking her out when she was stretching on a yoga mat. I was sure Erica loved every minute of it too.

I kept most of my workout light so as to not hurt myself by jumping back in too fast, but after an hour I had still worked up quite a sweat and desperately wanted a shower and change of clothes.

"Hey stranger," Erica nudged me playfully as she brushed by to fill her water bottle at the fountain.

"You all done?" I asked, letting my eyes roam her glistening body.

"Yeah. Just going to shower and change," she said, taking a sip from her bottle.

"You mind directing me to the showers?" I asked, not thrilled about showering in public, but I didn't want to smell on the car ride home.

"Sure. This way."

I followed Erica towards the back of the gym—passed the free-weights section—and down a narrow corridor. There were a series of doors lining the corridor, each with a unisex bathroom symbol on them. A few were locked, but most were open slightly, signalling they were unoccupied.

"Just pick an empty shower and clean up. Just be sure to turn the lights off when you're done and leave the door open, so others know it's free," Erica explained.

"Thanks," I replied. "Better than the communal showers I had to deal with in the gyms back home."

"Communal can be fun," Erica winked.

Then my lovely sister spun on her heels and sauntered back down the corridor, glancing over her shoulder to give me a wicked smile before rounding the corner.

"Might make that a cold shower," I chuckled to myself.

Chapter 9

Before cleaning up I headed back out to the gym floor and grabbed my bag. It had a spare shirt and shorts I'd packed. I didn't mind waiting until after I got home from the gym to change, but now I was living with four women, and I wanted to avoid them smelling me at my worst. The cubby where Erica and Mel's belongings were earlier was empty now, and I guessed my siblings had gone to clean up themselves.

I crossed the gym floor and headed down the corridor again, picking out an empty bathroom. The room was small, with a simple toilet in one corner, wash basin and a shower cubicle in the other. The cubicle was nothing more than a slightly lowered section of the bathroom with a shower head and privacy curtain. I dumped my bag on the provided bench that was built into the wall and stripped out of my dirty clothes before turning the shower on. I waited a few seconds for the water to heat up before stepping under the spray.

I sighed as the hot pellets of water all but burnt my skin and relaxed my fatigued muscles. I'd be sore tomorrow—even from my minor workout—but the hot shower would do wonders for easing the pain and stiffness. If only I had something else to release my other stiff muscle.

My dick had been trying to burst through my shorts the whole time, and it took a small miracle for me to keep it out of view from random people around the gym. I was sure Erica had spotted it, but it was likely she was staring at my crotch, hoping to catch a glimpse.

I thought about giving myself a tug here and now, but this was a public space, and it felt wrong. I know I definitely wouldn't like to step in some other guy's cum-puddle he made while thinking of his hot sister. With a sigh I turned the hot water down and let the cold spray wash over my body.

Once I had enough cold water, I shut the shower off and stepped out, shivering slightly. I didn't love cold showers, but it had the effect I was hoping for. I glanced around the bathroom for a towel but couldn't see one. I could use my gym towel, but that seemed quite counterproductive. A soft knock at the door gave me hope that I could ask whoever it was if there were towels available. I just hoped it was one of my sisters and not some random stranger.

I covered the worst of my nakedness with the small gym towel and opened the door just a crack. But it wasn't either of my sisters. It was the gym manager, Sarah.

"Towels are up by the front desk," she said with a smile.

"Oh shit," I replied. "Do you—"

Before I could finish asking, Sarah held up a fluffy white towel for me to see. I stepped away from the door to open it a little more and reached out, but she simply pushed into the room and placed the towel on the bench like it was a normal day at work for her.

"I saw you grab your things and come down this way without a towel, so I thought I'd bring you one," she said, turning to face me.

"Thank you. That's really nice of you," I replied, unsure if I should shut the door or leave it open. I opted for closing it enough so no one could see in.

"I like to make sure my services here are top notch, Nick," she said, biting her bottom lip.

"Well...so far I have no complaints," I said.

Even though Sarah was fully clothed, just being naked in her presence had an effect on my dick that I suffered a cold shower to fix, and the small gym towel was failing to conceal me any longer. Sarah took a few steps in my direction, then pushed a hand against the door behind me, closing it. The door latched and I heard the click of the lock, sealing us both in the room.

"Let's see what we can do about this," Sarah said, brushing her fingers along my concealed erection.

My cock twitched and I let out a gasp as her fingers traced up and down my length. No amount of cold water would get rid of him this time. So, I decided to just go along with the moment and enjoy myself. I tossed the useless gym towel aside and smiled at the grin Sarah gave my now fully erect penis.

"As gorgeous as I hoped it would be," she murmured.

Sarah wasted no time, and dropped to her knees before me, taking my dick in my soft hands. I leaned against the door and let her work my tool between her seemingly well experienced hands. Gasping once more when I felt the warm, wetness of her tongue slide along the length of my shaft, and over the tip of my penis. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations running through my body as Sarah milked my tool, sucked my tip and fondled my balls. Working me to what I felt was going to be a powerful orgasm.

The absence of her touch, and a rustling sound caused me to open my eyes and look down at the sexy fitness trainer. She'd tossed her polo shirt aside, along with her bra. Her perky breasts jutted out from a trim, slender figure and her nipples begged to be tweaked, twisted and sucked on. She wasted no time though and got back to her task of working my tool like she was racing to finish on time. She was at work after all, and she could be on the clock, so I decided to give her a helping hand.

I placed a hand on her head to guide her movements, and one on her shoulder as I began rocking my hips back and forth. Sarah gave me more freedom as I began pumping my hips, simply keeping her mouth open for me and swirling her tongue around the tip of my penis each time I pulled back. I debated for a moment whether I should bend her over the bench and fuck her, but that might make a bit too much noise. The blonde fitness trainer hadn't removed her leggings, so I guessed she was content as she was for now.

"Give your mouth up to me," I growled through a moan of pleasure.

Sarah looked up at me with her beautiful blue eyes and nodded. The scene was incredibly erotic with my cock between her lips and her tits on display for my viewing pleasure. I had to struggle to not shoot my load down her throat right then and there.

After a dozen seconds I started pumping her throat once more. She had zero gag reflex and took my entire length like an absolute champion. I felt her nose press into my pelvis each time I ended my long thrust, and she moaned around my dick constantly. After only a minute or two, I was enjoying her mouth and throat completely.