After-Hours Shorts

The gym smelled of sweat and citrus cleaner as the last members trickled out. I wiped down the final treadmill, heart hammering every time my new boss, Lena, walked past in her tight black shorts that hugged her firm ass like a second skin. She was strict, sharp-tongued, and fucking gorgeous—mid-thirties, toned legs from years of training, dark hair pulled into a ponytail that swayed with each commanding step. Tension crackled between us from my first day; her eyes lingered on my crotch during orientation, and tonight, with the doors locked and the lights dimmed to night mode, that hunger felt unavoidable.

"Jake, my office. Now," Lena snapped, her voice echoing off the empty weight racks. I followed, pulse racing, already half-hard just from the way those shorts rode up her cheeks.

Inside the small glass-walled room overlooking the floor, she shut the door and turned, arms crossed under her perky tits. "You've been staring at my ass all shift. Don't deny it. New employees think they can slack off and eye-fuck the boss?"

I swallowed, cock twitching in my gym shorts. "Guilty. But you've been parading it in front of me for two weeks, Lena. Those shorts... fuck, they're criminal."

A wicked smile curved her lips. She stepped closer, heat radiating from her skin. "Lock it down. Good. Because I'm done pretending." Her hand shot out, grabbing the front of my shorts and yanking me against her. Our mouths crashed together—hot, messy, tongues battling as she moaned into me.

"Shit, you're already hard," she whispered, palming my thickening dick through the thin fabric. "Big cock for a newbie. Pull it out. I want to see it."

I shoved my shorts down, my erection springing free, heavy and veined, pre-cum beading at the tip. Lena licked her lips, dropping to her knees right there on the cool tile. "Mmm, look at this fat dick." She gripped the base, stroking slow and firm, then leaned in and swirled her tongue around the head, sucking the pre-cum off with a wet pop.

"Fuuuck, Lena," I groaned, threading fingers through her ponytail. She took me deeper, lips stretching wide as she bobbed, sloppy sounds filling the quiet gym. Her free hand slipped into her own shorts, rubbing her pussy while she deepthroated half my length, gagging softly but never stopping.

She pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to my glistening cock. "Get these shorts off me. I've been soaked since you started your shift."

I yanked them down her legs along with her thong, revealing her shaved, puffy pussy already dripping. The musky scent hit me hard. She stood, kicking them aside, then bent over her desk, spreading her legs. "Fuck me hard, Jake. No condom. Fill this pussy up."

I didn't hesitate. Gripping her hips, I lined up and thrust in deep, her tight walls clenching around every inch. "Oh god, you're so fucking wet," I growled, bottoming out with a slap of skin. Lena cried out, pushing back, her juicy ass rippling.

"Yes! Pound it—harder, you tease. I've wanted this cock stretching me all week." I slammed into her, the desk creaking, her moans turning to sharp gasps. Her pussy squelched with each thrust, juices coating my balls.

I reached around, finding her swollen clit and rubbing tight circles. "Cum on my dick, boss. Let me feel it."

She shattered fast—body shaking, pussy spasming wildly as she squirted a little down my thighs. "Fuck, Jake—I'm cumming! Don't stop!"

Pulling out, I spun her around and lifted her onto the desk. Her legs wrapped my waist as I drove back in, face to face now, kissing sloppily while I fucked her with deep, grinding strokes. Sweat slicked our skin; her tits bounced under her sports bra until I tugged it up, sucking a hard nipple into my mouth.

"Right there—oh shit, your cock's hitting so deep," she panted, nails digging into my shoulders. I picked up speed, the wet smack of our bodies echoing. Her second orgasm hit harder; she bit my neck to muffle her scream, pussy milking me rhythmically.

"Going to cum inside you," I warned, thrusts turning erratic.

"Do it. Flood my pussy—give me every drop." With a guttural groan I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, thick ropes of hot cum pulsing deep into her clenching cunt. She trembled through the aftershocks, kissing me lazily as my cock twitched out the last spurts.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, her shorts discarded on the floor like evidence. Lena smirked, clenching around me one last time. "Clean up in ten. And tomorrow? Wear tighter shorts. I like the view."

I laughed, still buried in her warmth. "Yes, boss."