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My New Bull part 1The last 3 months had been hell at work. I had been working on the latest project for a new client and just put in a 16 hour day when my boss calls to tell me to scrap the project as the client wishes to head in a new direction. I couldn't believe it. I sat stunned, staring at the mounds of paperwork that is now just going to a file cabinet somewhere. I needed to blow off some steam so I headed to the gym near where I work. Before going forward I should tell you my name is Kathy, I am married, 42 years old and the mother of two. I work in a fairly well known marketing firm in Detroit. My job is very high stress with lots of client meetings. I have learned through the years that staying in shape and looking good certainly helps in getting and maintaining clients....especially the male executives. And hey, what can I say, It hasn't hurt my career if I undid an extra button on my blouse from time to time. Even then I try and look the part of classy executive, white blouses, skirts and blazers. At 42 I have maintained a figure close to what I was when I was younger. My breasts are a little fuller and don't sit as high as they used to, but I still get lots of compliments and looks on my figure. I am 5 foot 5 inches, not skinny but certainly not over weight, blonde hair, 34 B breasts and still have a nice tight ass. At least that is what my husband tells me....lol.Anyway back to my story. Like I said it is late, about 10:30 pm and I head to my car to get my work out clothes and walk over to the next building where the gym is. I take the elevator to the 10th floor and step out. I notice it is really quite and I am hoping I have the gym to myself. The only noise are my high heels clicking on the floor. I walk through the doors of the gym and a man I hadn't seen before is sitting behind the check in desk. "Your new", I say. "Yes I am miss, this is my first day. I am DeSean and welcome to the gym. If there is anything I can do for you just let me know." he said. "First off DeSean, its Kathy, not miss and second I will let you know if I need anything, and thanks." I say with a smile.I note, walking to the locker bonus veren siteler room what a good looking guy he was, very handsome, nice smile, what seems like some muscles under his shirt and his skin was the color of milk chocolate. I change my clothes quickly, yoga pants, sports bra and loose tank top which I tie a knot at the hem to keep from bouncing around, which leaves just a hint of skin exposed at my waist. Put my hair in a pony tail and head for a tread mill to warm up. A quick mile and I am starting to sweat and feel some stress wash out of my body. I check the clock and still have time to do a circuit on the machines. I keep catching glimpses of DeSean working around the gym. Cleaning equipment, washing the mirrors, oiling the equipment and putting dumb bells and weights away left by other patrons. Watching him move about the gym confirmed my earlier suspicion, he definitely had some muscles, wow he was built and much taller than I originally thought, at least 6 foot 3 inches.I head to the squat machine feeling DeSeans' eyes on me and get ready to start a set when I hear DeSean say, "You know Kathy, you get a better workout using free weights. Come over here and I will put you through a quick work out" I notice he didn't really ask if I wanted to do free weights, just told me to come over. It was nothing I think to myself. "Ok, I will give it a try", I say. He bends down and puts some weights on a barbell. He looks even bigger as I approach closer and he stands with the weights in his hand. "Time for some squats. I will spot you. Turn around and grab the weights I am placing across your shoulders. I do as he says and feel the weight being transferred from him. Looking into the mirror I can see he towers above me as he releases the weight. It's heavier than I am use to. "Now keep your back straight" his fingers run down my spine and I shiver a bit. His hands hold my hips as he guides them to a full squat. "Now back up and remember keep you back straight." His hands never leave my hips as he puts me through a set. "Ok, last one, can you feel it in your thighs, right here?" a hand leaves bedava bahis my hip and slides to my thigh. Normally I would not let a stranger touch me like that, but somehow DeSean put me at ease. Well not so much at ease but, I just didn't want to say no to him. Before I could answer his hands are on the weights and they leave my shoulders, I hear them thump as they land on the ground. I feel his large hand on the small of my back and he is telling me to go to the bench press. He puts me through a set of presses, all the while standing above me his hands on the barbell. Telling me to adjust my arm position, keep my back flat on the bench. I have a hard time listening to him as I am a bit distracted noticing the large bulge in his sweats. I barely hear him tell me to stop as suddenly the weight is taken out of my hands. The rest of the workout goes much the same way. Putting me through sets, his hands always on my body guiding me through the work out. When it is over, I have worked up a good sweat and am thoroughly intoxicated by this man. "You take instruction very well, I like that quality in a woman" He says with a disarming smile. "Have you ever thought about hiring a personal trainer? Don't get me wrong, you have an amazing body, but there is always room for improvement and I can see you have a knack for taking orders. I have to close up now. you probably have time for a quick shower before I lock the doors."I hop in the shower and quickly rinse off, when I look out I realize there are no towels. I hear footsteps outside and the door opens slowly, I step back into the shower and pull the curtain closed. I hear DeSean say, "I brought you a couple towels, you stepped in to the gym just before I was going to restock them in here." I here him walk to the shower and a dark hand begins to pull back the curtain...slowly another hand reaches in and passes me two towels. I wrap one around me and step out thinking he would be walking away. He slowly looks my body over. "So have you thought about my offer for a personal trainer?" He takes a step closer. "You have a great body I would love to be able to work deneme bonusu on you." His hand reaches out and brushes my shoulder. "You would look great with a little more definition to your shoulders." He walks around behind me, his hands never leaving the naked skin above my towel. I can feel his hot breath on my neck. "I also do massages an excellent way to unwind from a work out." As his hands begin rubbing my neck and upper arms. I stand there getting a little weak in the knees as his hands work their magic on me. Leaning ever closer he whispers in my ear, "Think about my offer Kathy I think you would really enjoy a session, I tell you what the first one is on the house. I'll let you get dressed now." And with that he leaves me standing there and walks out of the locker room. I compose myself finish getting dressed and walk out the door of the locker room. DeSean is waiting by the front door and flashes a smile,"You look just as sexy in business clothes as you do working out. Can't believe you are 42. Want to go have a drink with me or do you have to get home to the family?" I must have looked confused as I never told him that information. "It's in your membership file, I was curious. Hey I will walk you to your car, its late and I wouldn't want anything to happen to you." As we walk DeSean opens doors and constantly is touching me and putting an arm around me like he is protecting me or claiming me. At my car he opens my door but before I can climb in he traps me between his arms and they rest on the car hood. "I really hope you will let me train you or at least give you a message. I have been told I have magic hands. Well have a safe ride home Kathy." His fingers brush my cheek and I think he is going to kiss me, I want him to kiss me. He suddenly turns and walks away.On my drive home I can't stop thinking about him, his large muscles, full lips and massive hands. I am wet and pull my skirt up enough so I can touch myself. I surprise myself how quickly I cum. As I pull into my garage my phones beeps with a text. "Got your number from your file. Just wanted to send you a pic of me so you can see the results of my training." Attached is a pic of DeSean in boxer briefs, he is striking a body building pose and it seems like he has muscles every where. I just stare and marvel at him. But next I catch my breath as the outline of his cock in his underwear is huge.......To be continued