It was October 17th and it was raining hard. Robin and I were waiting for the train and we were soaked. The train stopped at precisely 10:00 and we ...got on. It was tough getting our wet clothes off, but we made the 30 second deadline. After we were naked (by this time, I had no problem seeing my best friend naked and attentive – if you catch my drift – and didn’t care if he saw me) we were just going to put out clothes in the lockers when a fully clothed woman came over.“You can put you. I slept so peaceful that night. In the morning I didn’t want it too end. The work she was doing on me brought me back to reality when I realized that I wasn’t far from my climax. Then it hit me. I couldn’t do something that cruel to her. “I’m about to cum babe” I said breathing deeply. Rather than removing her mouth, she continued to taking it in just a little slower. Thinking maybe she didn’t hear or understand, I said “Patricia I’m cumming”! Still she never missed a stroke. Then I went over. He learned that the gym was open seven days a week. On weekdays the gym was open twelve hours a day, from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. At weekends the hours on Saturday were from 8 a.m. through 8 p.m. and on Sunday from eight till one. Sunday afternoon the gym was closed. Kyle would be joining a team of eight fulltime trainers, divided into two groups each of four guys.One group worked the early shift from 10 a.m. through 4 p.m. and the second the late shift from 4 p.m. through 10 p.m. The two teams. A wooden roller across the top and legs protruding down for stability. It was quite a sturdy object. He would glance at it as he passed and before too long, he had placed her there. A freeze-frame flashed before his eyes...She was naked in front of it - the roller coming just to the joint of her hips. Ankles were tied with rope to the legs, spread wide. He could see her bent forward and her shoulders and breasts lay pressed upon a sturdy wooden work bench. He would have to put a rubber ball.