How I Learned To Love The Gym [fm]

I’ve always been meaning to get more in shape. I have a gym membership but I only end up going once or twice a month. Lately I’ve been trying to be better about it, and that turned to being a regular after meeting James. He was tall (6’8), muscular, black, sexy as fuck. Always weight training with his shorts and tight shirts. I loved watching him as I worked out, imagining what he looked like naked.

Eventually I got the nerve to introduce myself. I made some excuse, said I wanted to learn more about the weights and asked him to tell me about it. Turned out he was a really charming guy, we hit it off. The next few times I visited the gym we worked out together and I caught him checking me out. This last time, he asked if I wanted to go back to his place when we were done. I smiled, coyly asking him what we’d do there. He winked and said I should use my imagination. I did, so to his place we went.
We started out talking, having a drink.

New Job, New Lover [F/F]

Hey everyone, I had a hot hookup last week and wanted to share!

About me: I’m short, busty, pale skin, brown hair.

The girl in question: We’ll call her Tasha, she’s also short, deep black skin, like smooth, dark chocolate, gorgeous brown eyes, dark hair, and a smile that can make anyone melt. She’s also fairly busty, so that is a plus as well.

I had started a new job a month and a half ago, she and I hit it off right away. She had just gotten out of a relationship, I wasn’t looking for anything serious, we both knew that as we tried to make our schedules line up to hang out that we were going to end up fucking. So, when we were able to work it out, we met at her place to talk, have some wine, and, well, go from there.