[F]ucking [M]y boss at the gym I worked at in college.

When I was 18 and first starting college, I looked around campus for a work study job. One that would be flexible with my school hours and pay a decent rate. One of the first spots I applied for was at one of the gyms on my campus. My campus was fairly large and where the freshman dorms were, a smaller run down gym resided in an older building. There was a work-study program through the student activities union to work the front desk at the gym, sign in students, and maintain the minimal equipment. I applied and was called for an interview later that week.

I met with the director of student activities, her name was Alicia. She was tall, a little shorter than my height of 5’10inches and looked fairly in shape. Alicia had to be in her mid-thirties, she had dark tan skin and curly brown hair down to her shoulders. The interview was very casual. We talked about school and working out, which I was very into at the time. Alicia complimented my physique, saying I looked like I spend many hours in the gym, so why not get paid for it. Alicia offered me the job right there, we shook hands where I noticed no ring on her finger. Our hand shake seemed to linger too long, both of us staring into each other’s eyes.

My first night working the front desk of the gym was slow. Like I said, this was the oldest gym on the campus in the freshman wing. Most people went to the newer ones that were built that had better equipment. At around 11pm, I was re-racking some weights ready to close when a knock came on the door behind me.

Alicia stood in her tight green shirt and black shorts. *“Mind if I get a quick run in?”* she asked, pointing at the treadmill.

*“You’re the boss”* I cheerfully replied, soaking in her tight hourglass figure. Alicia walked towards the treadmill, set it to a slow jog and tied her hair into a tight bun. I sat back at the desk and tried to bury my face into my book. I couldn’t help but catch glances at Alicia’s bouncing ass. The large mirrors behind the treadmills gave me a perfect view of her round ass without it looking like I was staring. After a few glances, I could feel my cock stirring inside my shorts. I tried to focus on the book while Alicia jogged on, building a little sweat.

I looked one time and saw that her shorts had made a nice camel toe impression. When I looked up, Alicia was looking directly at me smiling. My face must have run red as I dove back into my book. Alicia turned off the treadmill and headed towards my desk. She sat on top of the desk, her fit body heaving as she tried slowing her breathe. She touched my hand lightly and gave me a cute little smile.

*“What are you reading”* She asked, letting down her bun.

*“Just this book for my psychology class, trying to get some early studying in”* I replied, noticing her breasts which were basically eye level with me.

Alicia stood up and closed the door to the gym, locking it from inside. *“Maybe you can take a break from studying”* Alicia said as she removed her green shirt, a devilish grin across her face. My jaw must have hit the floor. Alicia had two handfuls of breasts, supported by a black sports bra. She walked over to me and sat in my lap.

*“Someone seems excited”* She said, wiggling her butt against my bulge. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in for a kiss. She tasted sweet, her lips were full and wet. I didn’t mind she had a little sweat on her. My hands ran down her sweaty body, tracing along her curves.

I kissed the sides of her neck, feeling her whimper as my kisses ran down. She cradled my head in her hands, pulling me closer to her chest. She lifted her sports bra off, revealing a pair of tight firm tits. Her nipples were dark and hard. I licked down her boobs, taking each nipple in my mouth sucking them lightly. She moaned further, running her hand across my chest.

I stood up from the chair picking her up and placed her on the desk. She removed my shirt, running her hands further across my hairy chest. We kissed further, our hands exploring every area of our bodies. She found her way to my waist band. Alicia slipped her hand inside my shorts, feeling around for my cock.

When she grasped it, I let out a slight moan into her ear. I nibbled on her ear while groping her firm tits. Alicia jerked me off, each tug making me want her more. My hand dove into her pants, feeling around her light stubble of pubic hair.

*“Sorry, I didn’t have time to shave”* Alicia apologized.

*“I don’t mind”* I replied, going further down.

She wasn’t wearing panties, my hands found her wet slit. I rubbed her clit, a mixture of sweat and juices flowing. Alicia continued to jerk me off, tugging harder as I began to finger her. Her pussy was tight, barely able to fit my one finger. Her head leaned back as she grabbed and pulled her tits. I pulled her shorts down, she was fully naked on the desk, sweaty and dripping wet. She guided my cock towards her pussy. I pressed it against her clit, running down her slit towards her vagina. I slowly pressed in, Alicia let out a little sigh. The head of my cock slipped insider her, going further in the length of my cock. We kissed passionately as I filled her up. I fucked her on the table, her legs wrapped around me pulling me deeper inside her. Her moans filled the empty halls of the building we were in.

After some time, fucking, I pulled out “I want you from behind” I said. Alicia stood up and headed towards the squat rack. She picked up the bar and set it on a lower section. Her muscles flexing as she moved the bar. She bent over the low bar, exposing her tight round ass. *“Better?”* She asked. I gave her a hard slap on the ass, pressing my cock back into her pussy. We fucked as the squat rack rattled. Alicia let out little moans as her ass cheeks slapped against my chest. She grabbed the bar tight, her breathing growing faster. She came, her vagina tightening around me, feeling like it was vacuum trying to pull the cum from me. Before long, as Alicia continued moaning, I pressed deep inside her. Shooting ropes of cum into her pussy. I leaned against her strong back, filling her pussy up. My breathing was hot and heavy against her neck. My arms wrapped around her, cradling her tits tight. I kissed her back lightly as I pulled my cock out. Cum dripped onto the floor. Alicia grinded her ass against my cock, which was still twitching. We both laid on the dirty gym floor, covered in sweat. Alicia wrapped her hand softy around my cock and balls and rested her head on my shoulder, closing her eyes. We laid there for some time, basking in the afterglow not wanting it to end. But it wouldn’t end, not for some time with Alicia. We developed an arrangement, one that would open me up to a whole new world of sexual exploits.

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