Jaimie wants help relaxing

Your direct stare toward the young gymnast caused her to look away uneasily. It was odd that the diminutive blond was the only one that had paid any attention to the sexual exhibition that just took place. Everyone around the gym remained either oblivious or dismissive of the ‘sexercise’. She also mentioned that she was interested in having a turn after. You were told that people in the gym wouldn’t be sexually minded unless you wanted them to be. Could that be a subconscious desire? Or did this girl really just want a massage?

You approached her to find out.

“Hi again!” you greeted, forcing the girl to return eye contact. ”Jaimie, right?”

“Umm… Hey! Yeah…. John?” she answered, tilting her head and smiling.

“Yeah,” you nodded back. It felt a little strange being the only two naked people in the room with others not paying attention, but you were getting used to it..”So, you were looking for a massage?”

“Yeah, sure, I guess,” she replied, then tilted her head in the other direction, “Do you work here or something? I didn’t notice a badge or anything…”

“Oh. No, I’m just a patron.... Well, I guess you could consider me a VIP of sorts…” you explained.

“Oh,” Jaimie said, “Then this setup was a special thing…”

You nodded, “But I can set you up if you like.”

“Really? That’d be great!” Jaimie’s eyes lit up and her body bounced up and down with excitement.

You were spent after your session with Jill and Max, but you did not want to pass up an opportunity to get your hands on the nubile young figure before you.

“Climb aboard!” you invited.

“Thanks, I really appreciate this!” Jaimie replied, getting onto the massage table. You admired her litheness as she climbed onto the therapeutic furniture. “I’ve been way too busy to get a real massage session, but this will help.”

You took the massage oil bottle and dripped a few droplets onto Jaimie’s bare back. Using the palms of your hands, you pressed the liquid into her back and shoulders, then rubbed it into the skin. She cooed and sighed at the touch. “Oooh… that feels so good... “

“Lots on your plate, I take it,” you said, making small talk. Her skin was soft and warm to the touch. You wanted to see how long you could keep things plutonic, but as you worked down her body, you found it harder and harder to not make things sexual.

“Yeah, work has been a killer lately,” Jaimie replied. “I had to take the day off just to get some gym time. Don’t tell anyone, I’m supposed to be taking care of my sick mother!” she snickered. You chuckled with her as you continued to work your way down her back. By the time you got to the small of her back, you could feel your lower member twitching to life again. Jaimie wriggled her ass. It could have been to get a more comfortable position or it could have been in response to your sexual tension. You could not tell for sure.

“So, you came to do floor exercises to relax?” you asked.

“Training for a competition, actually! But in a way, it’s relaxing… weird, huh?” Jaimie gave off a girlish giggle. “I don’t know why, but there’s something about going through a routine that I’ve done a million times before that takes away the stress, you know?”

“I wouldn’t know,” you admitted. “I barely know what I’m doing now!”

Jaimie giggled again. “You’re doing just fine!”

Of course she would be fine with whatever you do, everyone in the gym was. To prove that point, you placed your hands on the gymnast’s cute ass. Her plush ass cheeks depressed under your gingerly touch. You could see her back arch up and hear her exhale. There was no danger of her becoming upset because of the gym rules, but she didn’t show any sign of arousal either. Of course, as you thought about it, the rules never stated that people in the gym had to show sexual arousal, they just had to comply with your wishes. You wondered how in tune they are to your wishes. You stopped the massage and imagined Jaimie rolling onto her back.

Jaimie tilted her head up, then turned to you. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh,” you said, “It’s time for you to turn over.”

“OK!”

So, you still had to give a verbal command; they are not mind readers. That’s something to remember. Jaimie flipped over and laid back, giving you a full frontal view of her body. As per a gymnast’s body, her breasts were small, but they weren’t flat. Meanwhile, as you noticed before, her pussy was clean shaven. Your hand ran over the smooth surface of her mound, giving it a good coating of massage oil so that it glistened in light.

“Mmm…” Jaimie moaned. It appeared that she was reacting to your touch. Her hips gyrated against your fingertips and the slickness was not solely from the massage oil. You wondered if Jaimie would take it upon herself to make a move on you or if this was just her following the rules of the gym. One way to test that would be to tease her to a breaking point. Your fingers danced around her pussy lips, just barely grazing it. She grinded into the air, begging for more attention. You didn’t give it. Instead, your fingers drifted away to add more oil. You had to see her entire body shimmer with oil, so you squeezed out more viscous fluid onto her belly and spread it all around. Soon you could see the highlights of her muscles glimmer with a reflective sheen.

“I think you maaaay have overdone it a bit…” Jaimie observed as oil dripped down her body.

“No matter,” you assure her, running her hands over her slick skin, “I’ll rub it all in…”

She laughed as you felt up her entire body. You paid special attention to her crevices which built up oil pockets. You squeezed your hands around her left breast and it slipped easily out of your grip, The same thing happened when you did it to the right boob. When you squeezed the two together, again they eluded your grip. Jaimie was panting heavily now. Her body shifted and squirmed as she kept her eyes on you. “You’re having too much fun with this!” she commented.

“I am!” you agreed. “Are you?”

“It’s nice,” you admitted.

Nice didn’t seem like the best response you could get out of her, considering the power you wielded in this building. You thought of another way to help the girl relax or possibly get her even more riled up. “You know…” you said while still working her body. “If you really do de-stress by doing floor routines, how about doing one in front of an audience?”

“What?” Jaimie perked up. She leaned up on her elbow and turned to you. “What are you talking about?”

You stopped the massage. “You mentioned that you relax by doing your routine. Would it help if more people were watching?”

Jaimie thought about it for a minute. “Well, I did have more fun when I knew you were watching me…” she noted. “But the competition isn’t for another week…”

“No need for a competition, you could consider this an exhibition!” you told her. “Are you up for giving a show?”

Jaimie sat up on the table and looked at you. “Sure, why not?” she said with some excitement.

With a smile, you turned from Jaimie to another gym goer and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, Jaimie here is going to do a floor routine for everyone, pass the word around and meet us on the mats!” you told him.

He smiled back and nodded. “Sure thing!”

The guy didn’t even take a second look at naked Jaimie, he immediately walked over to the ladies on the treadmill and started talking to them. They looked over and smiled, then nodded and moved off their station to talk to others. Soon there was a gathering on the astroturf by the windows. Jaimie stood on the side, still completely nude, save her fingerless gloves. Her body shined with body oil and she was the center of attention. No one minded the naked guy standing beside her.

“Wow, there’s enough space to do my full routine!” Jaimie said, admiring the space she was allotted with a few gleeful hops.

“All good?” you asked the petite, dirty blond.

“Hold up, “she said with a raised finger. She dug into her duffle bag and pulled out a jar filled with talcum powder. She covered her hands then slapped some down on her knees and thighs. The impact caused her body to jiggle. Everyone watched with mild curiosity, but no one made cat calls or called to attention how evocative her actions were. Matting down her formerly glistening skin may have been for the best; you didn’t really want her to slip and fall because of her slippery smooth skin.

Someone had brought a stereo to play music, so you cued up a song from the playlist and waited for the signal to begin. Jaimie gave you a nod and you pressed play. The music started up and Jaimie stood with her left foot placed in front and her arms held high. As the song built up, Jaimie moved with the music, swaying her body like a dancer. When the beats kicked in, her mannerism changed. She became focused and rigid. She started running in a straight line across the floor, to the far corner. With a hop, she did a hands free cartwheel into a forward flip into a second flip that twisted her body midair so that she landed in the corner facing the center. A few extra steps would have sent her crashing into the crowd, but she was controlled and precise. The audience applauded the display. Jaimie’s face formed a huge grin.

The gymnast’s routine wasn’t done yet, though. She somersault rolled to the floor and spread her legs.She thrust her hips out to allow her body to flare up and twist. She was able to do several rotations like this until she landed on her feet again. She pirouetted, bridged her back so that she was resting on her feet and the top of her head. She flipped over, on her head and stood up on her feet. Another round of applause came from the gym goers. They cheered, hooted and hollered; not because they were watching a naked dancer, but because they were being impressed by this skilled gymnast. You clapped along with the others, joining in their cheers.

You could see that Jaimie was beaming at this point. She lined herself up into the back corner and sprinted forward. She sprung into the air and did several forward flips into a final, giant leap. Midair, she managed three spins and a flip before landing, legs side by side, facing forward, back arched and arms straight in the air!

The crowd went wild! There was an uproarious applause that lasted a solid minute! They were chanting, “Jaimie! Jaimie! Jaimie!”

Jaimie seemed to glow from the approval. She bowed to everybody, then turned to you and gave you a big hug that **** you to lift her small body up in the air! The feel of her hot, naked body pressed up against yours sent signals down to your groin. You perked up, noting the hard nipples pushing into your chest.

“I’ve never felt anything like that before!” she told you, excitedly. You haven’t felt anything quite like her before, but you didn’t want to ruin her moment by making off handed remarks. She seemed to have no trouble carrying her own wait by hanging off of you. She gushed on. “I felt like I was on fire! That was a perfect routine!”

“You were amazing!” you congratulated her.

“Oh my God! That felt so good!” she exclaimed, still hugging you tight. “I don’t know how to thank you…”

She pulled away so that you could make eye contact. You could see the desire in her eyes. She was like a cat in heat. Her conquest had shot her system full of adrenaline and serotonin and she had a thirst for more.