A Good Sweat; Chapter One: Behind The Gym

“That’s it,” my instructor said as I lifted the bar one more time. “And good!”

I sat upright and smiled. It was a personal best.

“Good job,” Winston patted me on the shoulder.

“Thanks,” I smiled as I drank some water.

“Nervous about tonight?” Winston asked.

“Not really,” I lied.

Tonight, I was going on my first date since Ian walked out the door and never returned, leaving me with two kids, a mortgage, and everything else.

I tried to find him, but eventually, social media found him for me. He was already shacked up with another woman. I could have gone after him for child support and everything else, but that would only bring him back into my life.

I was better off without him.

‘Four years,’ I thought as I packed my gym clothes and headed home.

It had been four years since Ian left, and I hadn’t dated, seen anyone, or done anything related to dating.

Melanie, my neighbor, had set me up on a blind date. I wasn’t looking forward to it, but I was looking forward to getting out of the house on a Friday night.

The kids no longer needed supervision, being fourteen and twelve, plus Melanie stated she and her husband would peek in on them during the night.

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“You’re not wearing that are you?” Melanie asked as I walked out of the house.

“Yeah,” I said, looking down at my clothes.

“Molly!” Melanie walked across the grass and onto my driveway. “It’s a first date not a rock concert!”

I liked my black shirt with my favorite rock band and black jeans.

“He said we were going to a party,” I shrugged.

“A nice party, not a nightclub, fancy drinks, an upscale soiree if you will,” Melanie smiled.

“I look like a dress-up doll!” I exclaimed as I tried not to breathe.

“It looks good,” Melanie grinned with excitement.

“If I breathe too much I might tear it,” I said.

“You are exaggerating, you are not that bigger than me,” Melanie said as she stared at me in the mirror.

Comparing my chest to Melanie was like comparing an apple to a watermelon. “Seriously, I can’t!” I said as I got out of her dress. “I will pick something.”

Melanie always told everyone she was big-chested because she was a DD, but I was a lot bigger, and she hated it when I tried to tell her that.

Finally, I picked out a dress that I had worn to a wedding. I had to make a few modifications, but it looked good.

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“Thanks for a great time,” I smiled as I looked at Timothy, who walked me to my car.

“I could follow you home,” Timothy said.

“No!” I quickly responded. “I will be alright,” I said as I opened my car door and went inside.

I waved at him as I pulled away. “Never again!” I said as I drove away.

Melanie was waiting outside as I pulled up.

“Three hours!” Melanie blurted so the whole neighborhood could hear.

“It wasn’t going well,” I said as I got out of the car.

“He is a lawyer, one of the best in Gregg’s firm!” She followed me to my door.

“I know!” I yelled. “He couldn’t stop talking about himself!”

“It’s a huge accomplishment!” Melanie shouted.

“Then you date him!” I yelled back. “Aaron, has done this, Aaron won this, Aaron….” I said, “Who talks like that?”

Gregg, Melanie’s husband, stood in the doorway. “He does brag about himself a lot,” he said.

“You are not helping!” Melanie turned to look at him.

“Thank you, but no thank you!” I stormed upstairs.

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Melanie didn’t stop texting me about how I should give Aaron a second chance and that she would tell Gregg to tell him not to brag about his accomplishments.

“Still at it, huh?” Winston said.

“Yeah,” I sighed and put away my phone. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he smiled.

“Sometimes a good sweat can put things out of your mind,” Winston said.

“Oh, I always sweat when you put me through the wringer,” I smiled.

Winston put me through my paces and pushed me harder than usual. One of the things Ian always said was that he hated how much weight I had put on during our marriage; he was one to say he had ballooned during our marriage, but at least I had been working on my weight.

“There we go!” Winston said as I pushed the giant tired to the finish line.

“Holy fuck!” I screamed as I fell to the floor.

“Not thinking about that bad date anymore, are you?” Winston asked.

“No, I am thinking about how I will be able to stand,” I said as the sweat poured off me.

“I will help you,” Winston took my hand and pulled me to my feet.

“You were right,” I nodded. “A good sweat is just what I needed.”

“In that case,” Winston grabbed me and pulled me hard.

“Winston!” I said as he pulled me to the back behind the gym.

“You have a few more exercises to do,” Winston stared at me.

I stood still as there was no one back there.

“Suck it!” Winston ordered as he took out his cock.

I should have said no, bolted inside, and told someone what my instructor was doing or wanted me to do.

“Molly! Suck my dick now!” Winston ordered.

I fell to my knees and started sucking his sweaty black cock. My hands reached around him and held his firm ass as I sucked on his thick cock.

“That’s it!” Winston said as he held my head and started fucking my mouth.

I could smell the musk and sweat of his balls and feel the sweat from my face dripping down onto my chest.

“Your turn!” I said, standing up.

I turned around and put my hands on the building.

“Yes!” I moaned as Winston pulled my shorts down and licked me from behind, his tongue pushed inside me. I knew he was tasting me, as well as the sweat pouring down my back.

“Dammit!” I yelled as he pushed his cock inside me with one thrust. “Fuck yes!” I screamed harder as he fucked me behind the gym.

I turned around and jumped onto him, wrapping my arms around his broad body, feeling his muscles grip in a vice lock as he bounced me up and down on his cock.

Anyone that came around the building or if there were a delivery they would see us fucking like wild animals.

“Do it!” I yelled with my legs wrapped around him.

Winston slammed me into the wall and pushed his cock deep into me as his cock throbbed and pumped cum into me.

Winston thrusted and grunted as he stared at me, filling me with his cum.

“You were right again,” I smiled as we walked into the gym. “A good sweat was all I needed.”

“You know where to get one if you need it,” Winston winked.

“Oh, I do,” I smiled as I headed for the woman’s locker.