[Indystudpaul]

She’s a 27 year old mother of two, a nursing grad student, we work out together at the gym—long, dark hair in a pony tail, big firm breasts, she looks great without makeup and her ass is amazing in yoga pants. The stars were just aligned for me, and it was the closest thing to the genuine no-strings fuck.

We’ve hung out at the gym for a while, and I’ve often thought I might have a chance...but I,haven’t ever crossed the line with her. Yesterday, I could tell that there was a charged energy between us. Something was different on her side. Sexual tension was crackling on my skin. ...and probably all in my head. After we jogged a couple laps together to cool down and before we headed to the shower, I ventured to ask if she wanted to grab a cup of coffee afterward. She was radiating sexual energy-which I could feel pulsing in a sudden erection-when she said “absolutely, I’ll be right back”

I walked into the locker room with a solid hard-on and a spinning head. I was sure that I was miss-interpreting the signals and that I would mess up a first date (if that’s what this was) of I went into it this horny. I ducked into the stall and rubbed out an orgasm as fast I could (which seemed to take a a frustratingly long time—images swimming in my testosterone-addled brain of my tackling this girl on my couch and us sweating a moaning together. After I came, I felt relieved and clear headed. I showered quickly and trotted out of the locker room released and ready to tell stories over Starbuck’s.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” she said, then she put her hand on my arm as I swung open the door, stretched her face up close to my ear, and whispered, “There’s no one home at my house. Follow me. Drive fast.”