Meeting up with old friends

Work has been hammering you for the past week, taking away valuable leisure time to hit the gym. As you toiled away in the doldrums of mundane office life, you had begun to miss the godlike powers you can access within the perimeter of Nite-N-Day Fitness. Your mind would often wander to plots to make your work environment much more like your gym environment. Maybe a corporate takeover by the parent company of Nite-N-Day? Maybe a contract job with them would connect to two businesses like Sherman’s law office. You wondered how his break room was doing.

It dawned on you that you’ve had influence on others, outside of the physical gym, as well. Your memory jumped back to the portly, heart attack waiting to happen, Max and his tall, busty blonde coworker, Jill. You had suggested they continue their sex exercises outside the gym, including their office. It had been weeks since you’ve seen them in the gym and you wondered how they were doing. It was also in question whether or not your influence over them even lasted this long, it was possible there was an expiry date to your suggestions.

You checked the time. It was almost lunch. Max and Jill went for afternoon workouts during lunch. You wondered if they were there now.

There was only one way to find out.

You peeked over your cubicle to find your neighbor diligently typing away on her computer. Her small frame was backlit from the monitor, almost forming a silhouette. She was so attentive to her writing that her shock of auburn curls was almost pressed up to the screen.

“Psst…” you whispered to get her attention. When that didn’t work, you raised your voice. “Hey… Nance!”

Startled, Nancy turned her head and looked up, giving you a slightly peeved glare. It appeared that you had interrupted her flow.

“Cover for me? I’m heading out for lunch,” you told her.

“What?!” the petite woman gasped indignantly. She stood up from her seat and marched up to face you. Her diminutive size deceptively hid her fiery passion for her work. “You can’t leave! We are on a deadline! It’s all hands on deck!”

“I’m just taking my lunch break, I’ll be back in an hour… two tops…” you assured her.

“Doe, you are NOT saddling me with your workload again!” Nancy declared. “I’ve already got enough on my plate!”

“Don’t worry, it’ll get done,” you told her. “I just need to get out of here before my head explodes!”

Nancy sighed and shook her head. Then, she raised a finger, as if in warning, “One hour. If you aren’t back by then, I swear, I’ll hunt you down myself,” she assented.

You closed your hands in prayer and bowed your head reverentially toward your savior. “You are a lifesaver,” you told her with deepest gratitude. Then, before she could change her mind, you spun around and made a beeline for the exit.

“If Johnson asks, I’ll tell him you have explosive diarrhea,” Nancy informed you as you left.

Whatever keeps the boss off your back. You had your mind set on other matters.

You grabbed a quick lunch from a drive thru and finished it up by the time you arrived at the gym. You didn’t have your gym outfit with you, but didn’t think that would be much of an issue. Inside, you spotted a familiar face. Susanna was working the front desk and you gave her a smile and a nod as you came in.

“Always good to see you, Susanna!” you told her.

“John! Getting a lunch hour workout in?” Susanna asked with a smile of her own.

“Just checking in to make sure the place is still kicking,” you replied.

“It HAS been a while since I’ve seen you in,” the trainer noted.

“Not by choice,” you nodded. Then, you turned to her and suggested, “How about working naked for the rest of your shift, to remind me why I love this place so much?”

“Of course!” Susanna grinned as she pulled off her shirt. She stood up and slid off her form fitting yoga pants, then removed her sports bra and panties. She folded her clothes and placed them on the counter like a stack of towels, then sat back in her seat. “So, what can I do for you today?” she asked. You smiled, feeling at home with your powers working once again.

“I came to see if some people were in or not. Do you remember Max, the stocky gentleman, thinning brown hair with signs of gray? He was usually with his friend, a tall blonde named Jill?” you asked.

“Oh, I know Max and Jill!” Susanna said, eyes lighting up in recognition. “They come here all the time now. I think they’re in the weight room.”

“Do you mind taking me there?” you asked. It wasn’t that you didn’t know where it was, it was more that you wanted to see Susanna’s fine nude body in motion. She seemed to get the hint because she grinned and stood up, then stepped out of the reception area.

You got a nice view of her bare ass wiggling from side to side as she walked over to the weight room. Gym goers milled by, paying the naked trainer no mind as she moved her way to your gym buddies. As she passed the treadmills runners only gave her a passing glance before refocusing on their workout. Susanna got the same reaction from the man on the elliptical trainer. Even the men working out on the weigh bench were more focused on their weights than the fit young lady strutting through the gym in her birthday suit.

It was like being the only one with the ability to see things out of the ordinary. Susanna stuck out like a hot and sexy beacon among the rest of the normal gym. The only other thing that didn’t look like it fit in with the place was the couple on a weight bench, riding one another, buck naked.

“Max! Jill!” you called out, heading toward the couple. You waved Susanna in thanks and she nodded before heading back to reception.

Max sat up from his lying position and turned to you, Jill, straddling the older man, turned as well. In this position, they looked like a naked couple cuddling rather than gym partners.

“John!” Jill called back with a bright smile.

“My friend! How have you been?!” Max greeted cheerily in his raspy smoker’s voice.

“I’ve been good, but look at you!” you remarked, noticing that the old man had shed some pounds and was looking much more energetic than when you first met him.

“Yes… hahah…” Max chuckled. “I guess going to the gym really does pay off…”

Jill wrapped her arm around her mentor’s neck and squeezed. “It only took YOU to convince the big galoot to actually stick to a regimen!” she said. Max chuckled some more, waving off the criticism with a heavy sigh. Jill then raised an eyebrow at you and asked, “What brings you here? You don’t look dressed for a workout.”

You looked at your own clothes. Dress shirt and dress pants, more suited for a work conference than a workout. Ironically, you were the one that felt self conscious about your outfit while standing in front of the two nudists in the gym.

“Oh, don’t let me interrupt,” you told them. “I was just in the neighborhood and thought I’d pop my head in to see how things were going.”

Jill and Max returned to their workout positions. Max laid on the bench and pulled on the weight bar while Jill pumped her hips up and down on her mentor’s cock.

“So, I take it you’ve been busy with work,” Jill noted as her tall body rocked back and forth over her coworker’s portly frame.

“Yeah, it’s like that sometimes,” you agreed.

“You just need to carve out some time to do your own thing,” Jill advised, already breathing heavier as she worked herself up to her previous pace.

“Trust me,” Max chimed in, through deep inhales and exhales, “If you don’t make time, you’ll lose it to all the demands of the world.”

“Why don’t you join our session?” Jill suggested, “I’m sure you can spare time for a quickie!”

You checked the time. It was only half past noon. Nancy wanted you back in half an hour from now, so you could squeeze in a quick session. Of course, your sessions at the gym have never been quick. Do you risk it?