Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 94716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“What the hell is she even doing here? She’s done. Get the fuck out so the rest of us don’t have to look at your perfect body.” I mumbled.
“Amen.” The lady I’d been goofing off with during the workout agreed.
“What’s your name?” I asked her.
“Cookie.” She smiled.
“See you next week, Cookie!” I said and took off towards Jack.
Rounding the gate that separated the basketball court from the gym, I saw that the woman’s hand was resting on Jack’s bicep. She smiled, flicked her hair over her shoulder and started blabbing about not seeing him in forever.
“Laura.” He nodded curtly.
Understanding dawned, and I moved to Jack’s side. “Good workout?” I asked Laura.
Her frown told me she wasn’t very happy with this newest development. Apparently I was standing too close to her prey. “And who are you?”
Jack pulled me tight against his glistening body and I grimaced. Sweat wasn’t so bad when it wasn’t pouring from you in rivulets. When two people were both doing it at the same time, it was really quite gross. I didn’t move, however.
“This is my wife, Winter. Winter,” He said gesturing with his head. “This is Laura. She works with Cheyenne and Payton.”
“Nice to meet you.” Not.
Her mouth gaped open in surprise.
Cookie laughed as she passed and saw Laura’s expression. “It’s okay, honey. I think everyone’s heart is smashed into pieces.” She said, gesturing to all the woman who were loitering and none too obviously staring.
“We went on a date a few weeks ago.” She finally said.
Jack sighed. “That wasn’t a date. That was a ‘you happened to be there when I was’ situation. And it’s been nearly two months now.”
Fury overtook her features. “But you said you’d see me some time! If I’d known you had an ugly, fat wife I would have left you alone!”
Jack took a threatening step forward, but I stopped him. “Have you ever heard the term ‘more cushion for the pushin’?”
Her lip curled in a snarl. “No, actually I have not. Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to find a bathroom.”
“Going to poopsterbate?” I asked sweetly and fluttering my eyes.
She stopped and turned. “What, exactly, does that mean?”
“You know, when you poop and masturbate at the same time.”
Jack was going crazy behind me, trying to hold in his laughs. Cookie wasn’t, however. She was bent over wheezing wiping tears from her eyes as she walked out the door.
“That’s just sick,” Laura said with an upturned nose before walking off.
“Poopsterbating?” Jack asked.
I smiled. I’d learned that one from my Word a Day calendar, dirty edition, just yesterday.
“Let’s go. I need a shower. My breasts are sliding against each other, and it feels disgusting.”
Jack finally looked down to verify that my boobs were, indeed, sweating. Then his eyes took on that lustful look he gets when he’s thinking naughty things. “We could always go take care of that.”
My womb clenched at his words and the heat in his eyes. Heat pooled in my core, and I was ready with just the husky sound of his voice. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. You have to be at work in an hour to do a parts run, remember?” I said hoarsely.
I was trying to keep him on track, but the hand he used to bring me closer to his body was perilously close to my breast. If he tried, he could use the pad of his thumb to rub my nipple easily. When my body made contact with his, I could feel the hard ridge of his cock digging into my crotch.
“You should probably walk behind me when we leave. I don’t want Laura to get a look at that big cock of yours.” I teased with a twist of my hips.
Breath hissed into his lungs, and I suddenly found myself turned and herded towards the men’s locker room. However, when we got there, there was a sign that said it was being cleaned, and to give the custodian ten minutes.
I snickered when I saw the look of dismay on his face. Then his eyes turned positively jovial as he turned me and pushed into the women’s locker room. I rolled my eyes, but I was just as ready for him as he was for me. I didn’t really care if we had to fuck in front of them at this point either.
Who was I kidding? I was a prude. I definitely wouldn’t have done it in front of them, but it was a nice thought. Pulling my hand in protest, he stopped and pressed me up against some of the lockers before silencing my protest with his lips.
After pillaging my mouth with his tongue, he pulled away and stared into my eyes. His green eyes bore into mine as he said, “Shhh.”
My mouth hung open like a gaping hole as he ground into me. I glanced around the locker room, but didn’t see anyone. I did hear them, though. They were most likely in the sauna, which was on the opposite side of the locker room with a hot tub right next to it.
Slowly, Jack leaned back until he was sure I was steady on my feet, and then took my hand again, leading me into one of the dressing rooms. Once the latch slid home, I found myself turned and pressed face first against the smooth tile of the wall.
The tile was a sharp contrast compared to the overheated skin of my chest and face. “I’m going to fuck you right here. You’re going to be a good girl and keep your mouth shut. Got it?” He rasped as his lips ran the length of my neck.
His hands yanked my pants down my legs to knee level. Just as I felt his hard cock press up against the length of my ass, a gaggle of women poured into the surrounding locker room.
“That was a hard class, Cindy!” One woman exclaimed.
Jack’s cock found its way between my legs to where it was sandwiched in between both of my thighs. I pressed my butt out further to give him more room, and he yanked the shirt down that was holding my breasts in place, making them bounce free. I gasped at the suddenness of it, and then clamped my teeth shut when his rough fingers plucked both of my nipples.