Late Night Hotel Workout

The moment I saw her in the hotel gym at 10 p.m., sweat already glistening on her toned thighs, my cock twitched against my shorts. Lena was my newest client, a sharp-tongued marketing exec in town for the same conference I was training at, and the tension between us had been building since our first session three weeks ago. Now we were both stuck in this bland business hotel in Chicago, the city lights flickering through the huge windows, and the empty gym felt way too private.

"Hey, Coach," she said, wiping her forehead with the hem of her tiny tank top. It rode up just enough to show the smooth skin of her flat stomach. "Couldn't sleep either? Thought I'd squeeze in a quick leg day before tomorrow's panels."

I set my water bottle down harder than I meant to. "Lena, you know the rules. No training alone on a trip. Spot you?"

Her green eyes locked on mine, a wicked little smile playing on her lips. "Only if you promise not to go easy on me, Mark. I like it... hard."

That was all it took. Within minutes we were at the squat rack, but the air crackled. I stood behind her as she loaded the bar, my hands brushing her hips to adjust her stance. Her ass—firm, round, and barely covered by those tight black shorts—pressed back against my growing bulge as she dipped low. The scent of her vanilla lotion mixed with clean sweat made my mouth water.

"Fuck, you're distracting tonight," I growled low, my breath hot against her ear.

She laughed breathlessly, pushing up from the squat. "Maybe I wore these tiny shorts on purpose. Feel how wet I'm getting just from your hands on me?"

I couldn't hold back. I spun her around, crashed my mouth to hers. Our tongues tangled immediately, hungry and messy. She moaned into my mouth as I grabbed two handfuls of that juicy ass and lifted her onto the weight bench. Her legs wrapped around my waist, grinding her soaked pussy against the hard ridge of my cock through our clothes.

"Mark... shit, I've wanted this since you corrected my deadlift form that first day," she panted, tugging at my shirt. I yanked it off, then stripped her tank top away. Her tits spilled out—full, perky, nipples already stiff. I sucked one into my mouth hard while shoving her shorts and thong down her legs in one rough motion.

Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips puffy and glistening. I dropped to my knees right there on the gym floor, spread her thighs wide, and buried my face between them. I licked her slit from bottom to top, tasting how fucking sweet and slippery she was.

"Oh god, yes... eat my pussy, Coach," Lena gasped, fingers tangling in my hair. She rocked her hips against my tongue as I sucked her swollen clit, flicking it fast. Her juices coated my chin. "I'm gonna come already... don't stop!"

Her thighs started shaking. I pushed two thick fingers into her tight cunt, curling them against that spongy spot while I devoured her clit. She came hard, back arching, a loud cry echoing through the empty gym. Her pussy clenched around my fingers in pulsing waves, flooding my mouth.

I stood up, cock throbbing painfully. "Turn around. Ass up on the bench."

Lena obeyed instantly, bending over the padded bench, that perfect ass presented like a gift. I shoved my shorts down, my thick eight-inch cock springing free. Grabbing her hips, I rubbed the fat head up and down her dripping slit.

"Put it in me," she begged, looking back over her shoulder. "Fuck your client like you mean it."

I slammed into her in one deep thrust. Her pussy was scorching hot, velvety, and so tight it made my eyes roll back. "Jesus, Lena... your cunt's gripping me so good."

I started pounding her hard, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the gym. Each thrust made her tits swing and her ass ripple. I reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles while I railed her from behind.

"Yes! Harder! Fuck me deeper, Mark!" she cried, pushing back to meet every stroke.

I pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and sat on the bench. She straddled me reverse cowgirl, sinking back down onto my cock with a long moan. Her juicy ass bounced in my lap as she rode me, pussy swallowing every inch. I gripped her hips, helping her slam down faster, watching my dick disappear between those perfect cheeks.

"I'm close again," she whimpered. "Fill me up... I want your cum inside me."

That dirty talk sent me over. I thrust up hard, burying myself to the balls as my cock pulsed. Thick ropes of cum shot deep into her spasming pussy. Lena came right after, her walls milking every drop from me while she shook and gasped my name.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, sweat-slick bodies pressed close. Finally she turned her head, kissed me slow and deep.

"Best business trip workout ever," she whispered with a grin. "Same time tomorrow night, Coach?"

"Wouldn't miss it," I said, still buried inside her.