A Private Thank You

Him: I wanted to thank you. I could do that with the usual words, but I'm trying to write you a story as a thank you. Thanks to your little comment about being hot and sweaty after your workout on the exercise bike, you gave me an idea for a story.

This isn't meant for publication, just for you and me. I don't want to offend you in any way. If I have, I apologize profusely.

[As mentioned in the introduction, I have obtained his consent to publish the story here.]

I think she liked that I didn't listen to her

I've never been particularly good at following instructions from people who mean well when they tell me to stay away from them at certain times of the day. This time it was Anna from Leipzig. I heard her when she told me to stay away from her while she was on her exercise bike.

Maybe I just understood it as, “You can't be near me when I'm riding my bike!” But I took it to mean that it would be okay if my smartphone was near her instead.

And believe me, I wasn't in the room where she was working out, but my second smartphone was on the shelf right in front of her exercise bike. It was set to record a video of Anna cycling. It was also set to send the video to my other smartphone, which I had in the bathroom.

Damn, I thought she looked damn good in the business shirt and skirt she wore to work the other day. Now she was wearing a gray, water-repellent sports bra and gray Lycra cycling shorts.

Luckily, I could hold the phone with just one hand. That made it super easy to bite my right fist while I watched the skin on her neck and cleavage glisten with sweat. Damn, I'd always found Anna stunning, but seeing her like this made my cock instantly rock hard and harder and harder with every passing second.

Then Anna stopped cycling and reached behind her, where she usually kept a towel to wipe the sweat off before leaving the gym. But today her towel wasn't there. I had it in my hand, and before she could get off the bike to see if it had fallen on the floor, I was already in her room with it. I lifted the hair from her neck and wiped the sweat from her back.

“I told you to stay out of this room while I'm working out!” she hissed.

“And I did what you said,” I replied, unaware of any wrongdoing, “I wasn't here while you were riding the bike. I'm here now, while you're standing next to the bike looking for the towel!”

I seized the opportunity and, while her hair was lifted from her neck, I leaned down and gently kissed her skin from her hairline to her shoulders.

I don't think she wanted it, but Anna trembled involuntarily and sighed softly when she felt my cool lips on her heated skin. That was my chance to try something else. I reached around Anna's right side with the towel in my right hand and began gently wiping the sweat from her cleavage. Sure, it wasn't the place I wanted to touch the most, but if I played it right, I might get the chance to do more than just wipe the sweat from her breasts.

“What the hell are you doing?” she hissed.

“I'm just wiping the sweat off your skin so you don't overheat, Anna!”

I also began to wipe the sweat off Anna's left leg. I ran my hand down the outside of her leg with a single wipe and then back up the inside.

“You better not dare touch me again...”

“Anna, did I try to touch you anywhere you didn't want me to?”

I knew that even after getting off the bike, she had more self-control than I would have liked. No, it would be better to wait and hope that her resistance would subside before I tried to get in her panties.

It was time to test whether her resistance was waning or not. I pressed my lips to the skin of her shoulders and began to move from left to right across her shoulderblades with butterfly kisses.

“Oh my God, no one has ever done that to me before!” she exclaimed in amazement. A good sign. Meanwhile, Anna let her hands hang at her sides instead of trying to push me away.

Now my left hand began to stroke the inside of her right leg down to the top of her sneakers. On the way back, I deliberately let my hand slide down the hem of her Lycra shorts and gently pulled it down. The shorts slipped a little from her right hip. Hopefully Anna hadn't noticed, because I moved my left hand to the hem of her left leg and also pulled it down carefully to match the right side.

I took Anna's silence as another good sign and placed both hands on the waistband of her Lycra shorts while kissing the skin between her shoulders and collarbone with my lips. Now I noticed that Anna was leaning her head back against my shoulder.

Inside, I clenched my fists, while on the outside I tried my best to keep enough distance between Anna's body and my own so that she wouldn't notice that I had a raging erection for my girlfriend. But that became almost impossible when Anna's Lycra shorts slid so far down her thighs that I could feel her naked, sweaty skin.

I couldn't believe that Anna was going commando under her cycling shorts. Now I wondered if she would accept it if I lifted her sports bra just enough to see the lower part of her breasts. I moved my hands up and tried my luck. At that moment, Anna sighed contentedly, and I took that as a sign that I could go a little further.

Anna showed no resistance, so I decided to take off her sports bra completely. I lifted it up just a little at first, and Anna began to coo in front of me as the cool air hit the beads of sweat on her breasts. When I pulled it further up over her breasts, I dared to go further and walked around her, covering her breasts and the skin around her chest with butterfly kisses.

Now Anna screamed loudly, “Oh God, yes, kiss my breasts!” Now her hands moved, both coming to the back of my head and pressing me tightly against her breasts. I did what was expected of me, kissed her breasts, sucked on her nipples and pulled her shorts further down her legs.

I couldn't believe that Anna was almost naked and wasn't slapping me for it. I dared to try again and ran my right hand between her legs, touching her vulva for the first time.

“Oh God, you're touching my private area so timidly, but I want you to do more!” Then she paused to catch her breath. “Put your finger inside me, do it multiple times!”

I couldn't believe my luck at what she had just said. So I let my middle finger penetrate her before she came to her senses again, and Anna whimpered that I should definitely touch her with something thicker.

I could hardly believe what I was doing to Anna. I pleasured her upper body orally while fingering her lower body. I never expected Anna to let me do that. At first, I thought it was a dream come true.

“Oh God, take me, take me now!”

I wondered how I was going to do that, but Anna decided for us and moved around me so she could put her hands on the backrest of the stationary bike. Anna leaned forward a little, offering me a breathtaking view of her ass. Now I needed to sink my cock into her pussy more than ever.

Before she returned to her normal behavior towards me, I stepped up to her and aimed my cock at her vaginal opening. I could have thrust deep and fast, but something told me to move slowly into Anna. If the screams Anna let out were any indication, I had chosen the right way to take Anna for the first time. She rubbed her ass against my groin so I could push my cock deeper into her pussy.

I knew this was a dream because Anna was way out of my league. Anna played in the Bundesliga, while I wasn't even qualified for a neighborhood kickabout! Nevertheless, I used everything I had learned over the years about how to satisfy a woman and had the best sex of my life with Anna. Of course, I had no chance of holding back. But I didn't want Anna to worry about an unwanted pregnancy, so I pulled out and came on her back.

Anna collapsed over the seat of the bike. I collapsed on the ground, my legs unable to support my weight. We were both breathing heavily like two panting puppies. Anna recovered faster, becoming the stern, dismissive Anna I knew, and kicked me twice in the ribs.

“Maybe next time you'll listen to me when I tell you to stay away from me when I'm on my exercise bike!”

I whimpered, “I definitely will from now on!” I crawled out of the room on my hands and knees!

When I was about a foot away from her, Anna shouted, “Hey, where are you going? Come back right now, you're not done yet. - At least I hope you're not!”

The End