Some learning, and a demonstration!

Dani leads me to the entrance to the House of Mirrors, where the attendant, a matronly-looking woman who's probably in her 40s or 50s, informs us of their one-group at a time policy. They also have a safety clause where if any one group takes longer than 30 minutes to get through, a staff member will come find them and help them out. We agree, and head inside. Dani keeps my hand in hers as we go through, to make sure we stay together.

After wandering around in the house for about 10 minutes, Dani stops and looks at all the mirrors around us, as if she were trying to decide something. I look up at her, "Hey, Dani?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you a kind of personal question?"

"You can ask, I won't promise an answer."

I look up at her, "Well, Maddie mentioned that you find workouts and exercise fairly *ahem* exciting, and I've been wondering how you got into that? It seems like such an unusual..." I trail off for a second, unsure how to finish my thought.

Fortunately, Dani knows what I'm meaning, and supplies the word for me. "Fetish. I know. It's kind of silly, to be honest," she actually blushes a little.

"You don't have to tell me, I was just wondering."

She shakes her head, "No, it's fine. So, Maddie and I met in our first year of middle school, right? Well, at the time, I had just had a growth spurt, so I already towered over the rest of my classmates, but I hadn't really filled out at all. I was just lanky and gangly." I gawk a little at that, having a hard time seeing her as 'lanky', given how toned she is.

She continues, "Well, there was a jock who was in class with us as well that I kind of had a thing for. Looking back, he was a pretty typical meathead, but all I saw were his biceps and glutes," she gives my ass a quick, but light, smack at that point with her free hand. "Well, I think he knew how I felt, and apparently decided it would be funny to try and play a little joke on me. He asked me if I wanted to try out a new workout tool he had gotten, and I eagerly agreed. Little prick apparently thought it would be funny to see me using one of those new 'shake-weights'."

"I hadn't heard of them yet, so when I showed up I was a little confused that it just looked like a typical hand weight. Then he showed me how to hold it, and told me what to do to turn it on," her hand starts tracing over my chest at this point, as she slides up behind me, "Now, I hadn't heard of these things before, but I wasn't naïve enough to not realize what it looked like when I was holding it. I got mad for a minute, and looked at him with the intent to rip into him for being mean to me, but then I saw the look in his eyes. It seemed he enjoyed it in ways he wasn't expecting, as I could see his workout shorts starting to tent," her hand glides down to my jeans to cup my hardening cock.

"Seeing him like that made me feel all tingly, and I decided to keep up the charade for a little longer. Even moved how I was holding it so it was right in front of my face," she unzips my jeans and fishes out my cock, starting to slowly stroke it, "He was transfixed. I don't think he could have looked away, even if the room had caught fire. I decided to push things a little, and told him I was enjoying it, but it was going a little too fast for me. Asked if he had something similar I could use, that I could go at my own speed with. Even made a point of looking directly at his shorts, so he couldn't mistake what I was meaning. That was the first real cock I ever saw, and the first handjob I ever gave," she nibbles on the top of my ear, her hand picking up the pace so she is properly jacking me off.

"Afterwards, he told me if I wanted to join him for a proper workout, he'd be happy to train with me. We set up to meet regularly, and they always went the same way. Exercise for a while, then we'd fool around some. Lost my virginity to him, too. Nice enough guy, but I wasn't all that sad when things ended between us. But, ever since, whenever I'm pumping," she gives a couple harder strokes with that word, "iron, or running laps, or whatever, it reminds me of him, and gets me all shades of worked up," she lets go of my hand to gently rake her fingernails across my chest, "and the better I do, the more intense it gets. So now, thanks to your little phone trick, I'm like the freaking Energizer Bunny, I can keep going, and going, and going," she chuckles, before finishing with "And apparently, so can you, now."

I give a soft moan, before responding with, "Well, you know, magic phone app and all. Gotta make sure I can give them all the energy they need, right?"

She laughs a little at that. Then her hand slows down a bit, and she looks at me, with her head on the edge of my shoulder. "You know Maddie's my best friend in the world, right?" I kind of figured, so I just nod my head, and she continues, "Well, she's been through a lot of shit before, and I just wanted to say that if you put her through anything even remotely like what she's been through before," her hand, which has had a very enjoyable amount of pressure on my dick suddenly turns into a vice, "I will personally see to it that you'll never be able to enjoy a woman's body. Ever. Again. Understand?" I quickly and vigorously nod my head, and she lets go of my tool, which I quickly slip back into my jeans.

"Point made. But you don't have to worry, I agree she's amazing, and I would never intentionally hurt her." She just nods, takes my hand again, and we continue to work our way through the mirror house.