The Redhead Who Dominated Two Men at the Gym
They thought she was easy prey. They had no idea her trained legs could become the weapons that would bring them to their knees.
They thought she was easy prey. They had no idea her trained legs could become the weapons that would bring them to their knees.
At the club gym, after the final circuit, Daniela and Roxana discovered that sport wasn’t the only thing they were good at doing together.
I dressed in my plainest clothes so I wouldn’t give anything away. What I didn’t count on was that I wouldn’t be alone in that apartment—and that I was still the same girl as before.
Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.
You didn’t plan to work that day, but the message sounded like an order. What you didn’t know was that your coworkers had been waiting weeks to see you walk in like that.
One look in the supermarket was enough for me to leave the bags behind and follow her upstairs. I didn’t know her name, but I already wanted her.
The cove was almost empty when Carla stripped off her dress without a trace of shame, and Lucía realized that this summer wasn’t going to be about work alone.
When she took off her sweat-soaked T-shirt in front of that girl, she knew she was no longer sweating just from the heat of the barn.
Carla couldn’t take her eyes off her while she worked out. Every drop of sweat on her back ignited something she’d never felt for another woman.
She had trained for five years and never competed. On that last afternoon, when her coach straddled her, she knew it wasn’t nerves making her shake.
I got in the car thinking only about the trip. Ten minutes later, my boss was on top of me, her sister was twisting around to miss nothing, and her husband was smiling in the rearview mirror.
Bruno carried me aloft, pinned to his body as if I weighed nothing, and I let myself go. What I never imagined was that someone was watching us from the window across the way, camera in hand.
When Marina led them to the sofa and told them to start nice and slow, I knew that dinner with the gym couple would not end like any other night.
Marcos and Nadia had only ever done it with us. That night, blindfolded and with the neighbors on the way, they would discover how far they were willing to go.