A sweaty, dirty blonde done with her workout

After scanning the gym like a radar dish, your eyes spotted a gorgeous looking blonde standing next to the water dispenser. Licking your lips, you casually strolled past the other gym-goers as you made your way towards her. Your first thought upon glancing closer to her was how sexy she looked. The blonde was wearing a tight-fitting pink sports bra that hugged her chest beautifully, decked with equally tight yoga pants that wrapped her hips and curves snugly. She had tied her long, dirty blonde hair into a ponytail that snaked across her neck.

The blonde was finishing her workout right when you apporached her.

"Hi, what's your name?" You asked politely, extending your hand for a handshake. You figured if you were about to ask someone to fuck, the least you could do was ask for their name. The blonde wiped off some sweat with a towel before accepting your handshake.

"Hi, I'm Ashley, Ashley Johnson, and you are?" Her hands felt soft and smooth against yours as you shook her hand for a solid five seconds.

"I'm John, I just signed up for the gym yesterday"

"Oh that's great! My boyfriend and I just joined like a week ago too"

Usually, your heart would sink upon the mere mention of the word 'boyfriend' but after knowing your gym membership rights, you aren't fazed by such petty commitments like relationships anymore. Still, you weren't sure if Ashley would be okay doing things you dick desperately craves so you decide to play it slow.

"Really? Maybe we can work out together then?" You ask casually, still blinded by how hot Ashley looks.

"That would be awesome but my boyfriend prefers his PS4 over actually working out with me" You both share a laugh as Ashely playfully grazes your shoulder.

"But yeah, we can defintely work out together , I've been looking for a gym partner anyways" Ashley says, cocking her hips to the side.

"That's great, we can start right now" You enthusiastically say as you eye Ashely up and down, like a lion licking its lips at a gazelle.