“I’m the director now.”

As she said she would, Dawn was able to bring in several new orders, and I was busy for the next couple of days dropping off deliveries in the work van. Adding in shifts at The Loft at night, my schedule barely had much time for anything else. One thing I wasn’t going to miss out on, no matter what, was my date night organised with Yui for Thursday evening.

It was getting close to 3pm at the AORsome Spirits office when I received a message from that very girl herself.

‘Want to get a workout in before our date? Meet me at the gym ;-)’

I had been slacking in that department just recently. I simply hadn’t had time for my usual fitness routine. Not that I wasn’t getting plenty of “cardio” in already.

It was just Aor and me in the office; Dawn was out on another of her sales calls. If she sent through any orders that day, they could wait until tomorrow for delivery.

“I’m going to cut out early,” I told Aor. “Going to meet Yui early for a workout.”

“Is that what the kids are calling it nowadays?” Aor teased.

“I’m meeting her at the gym, so yes, that’s what it is. No funny business.”

“The same gym with the sauna? Sure… no funny business at all.”

I shut down my computer and grabbed my bag, passing Aor on my way out to give her a kiss goodbye.

“Give Yui one for me,” Aor said as lips joined and parted.

“I’m sure she’d take you up on that herself,” I return.

“She would, but I don’t eat bao buns,” Aor smiled so sweetly.

I had a spare set of gym gear in the car with me that I was pretty sure was clean. I had got into the habit of always having a few different changes of clothes with me as I never knew where my life would end up going at a moment's notice. I scanned my pass in at the front counter of the gym and went and got changed. I found Yui out on the main gym floor, having just finished a set on the Lat Pull Down machine. I was surprised to see Becky was there with her, too. Well, I shouldn’t really have been that shocked; the two athletic girls did spend a good deal of time together working on fitness content. I just hadn’t expected to see Becky just before our date like that.

“Hey, Honey,” Yui said, coming and giving me a strong hug and an earnest kiss. She was hot, and I could feel the sweat pooling down the centre of her back already.

I said hello to Yui and then, “hey Becky,” but didn’t go to greet her physically as Yui had a hold of me and wouldn’t let go. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

“Becky and I have been helping each other film. Can you believe they banned tripods in here?” Yui complained.

Becky was holding an expensive-looking digital camera that had a compact lens attachment to it as well as a small furry boom mic on the side. She dressed almost in men’s style clothing. A matching set of red and white-trimmed silk trunks and a small, barely-there singlet. The complete lack of a bra turned what should have been a masculine look into a distinctly feminine outfit. I had no idea how her tits didn’t fall out at any second, but she kept herself covered perfectly.

Yui, in comparison, was full-on girlie mode. She had a soft pink one-piece romper that was skin-tight to her petite frame. The back was V-cut, and left her always-impressive shoulder and back muscles exposed. I guess that was why she’d been working on the Lat Pull Down when I’d arrived.

“I thought you and Becky could get a quick scene in before our date tonight,” Yui told me, the second reason for her friend being there with camera equipment in hand.

I looked around the gym floor. It was mid to late afternoon and starting to get crowded with the last of the daytime trainers getting their workouts in before the after-work crowd took over.

“I don’t think that’s going to be possible Yu,” I said.

“Not here, silly. There’s a boxing studio attached that doesn’t have its first class until 4:30. We have an hour.”

I was hesitant. Being filmed in the confines of Becky’s apartment was one thing. Out in public, at a boxing gym, even if it was empty, was quite another. Still, I would check the place out, and I could always say no from there if I thought it was too sketchy.

Yui and Becky picked up their towels and water bottles, and I followed the girls. They headed back towards the locker rooms, but instead of going in the direction of the reception, they took the opposite way and headed down a corridor that was deserted. There was a closed door with an opaque window filling the top half. Fighting Fit Boxing Club was stencilled on the door in weathered gold leaf writing. Yui tried the handle, and with a quick jiggle, it turned. She had to put her shoulder to the door to **** it open. The old wood had warped in the frame over the years the club had been operating.

Inside the area was what looked like a typical old school pugilist’s gymnasium. Hanging heavy bags lined one wall. Exercise bikes and speed balls along another. The third was walled off and led through to showers and change rooms, I guessed. In the centre of the room was a large elevated training ring. It must have seen countless wannabe Rockys in the years over innumerable rounds. The place smelled slightly musty but not unpleasant. Like old leather and a hint of sweat. It felt honest in a way I couldn’t describe.

“Want to go a few rounds with me?” Becky asked.

Yui had stepped away from us and was holding the camera up to her eye. I guessed they had started filming already. “Just forget I’m even here,” she confirmed when I quickly turned my head to look at her.

“I could go for a spare,” I told Becky. Boxing wasn’t really my thing. I grappled as my main martial art. Sure, I’d been in my fair share of scraps at The Loft that had required me to use my hands, but this wasn’t that. Was it?

Becky picked up a pair of padded sparring gloves that were sitting on the edge of the raised ring and tossed them towards me. I put them on as she found some white bandages and started to wrap her hands. Becky stepped first into the ring, and as she ducked under the ropes, she bent over, which caused her singlet to fall forward, and I got a full eyeful of her breasts down her top. Like two firm upward-pointing pears. Just as I remembered.

I climbed in after Becky, but was already somewhat distracted by what I’d just seen. Her first two punches came fast into my shoulder and elbow, and I was quickly brought back to the situation at hand. She was strong. Her well-muscled frame was proof of that. So much so that I had to shake my left arm out to get the proper feeling into it.

Mind on the job from there, I was able to slip the next few punches of Becky’s. Stepping back or to the sides for her jabs to pass harmlessly. When I made the first measured strike of my own, I was surprised and almost planted with a well-timed counter punch. Becky had some knack for boxing; she’d been hiding, it seemed.

During the round, Yui had climbed up and joined us in the squared circle. She kept out of the way with the camera held ready to catch the action. “He’s easier when he’s distracted,” Yui told Becky. I could tell whose side my girlfriend was on.

Grasping the front of her singlet in her wrapped hand, Becky pulled the material down tight so that the straps extended and were caught up between her cleavage. It was a trap I knew, but still I couldn’t help but look at the fine pair of tits in front of me.

“Ow!” I grimaced when I was pummelled in the chest and stomach rapidly. I naturally clinched up with Becky and felt her exposed breasts against me for the first time.

The whole thing was having an effect on me. My pulse was running. Jittering energy was filling my muscles. I was breathing fast. Hormones were taking over me. My cock started to swell and throb in eagerness. I wanted to fuck or fight Becky right then, and I knew which one I’d prefer.

We stumbled together into the corner, and I had Becky pinned against the pads. She reached a hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a savage kiss. Her tongue invaded my mouth as she yanked my head and face down to meet her.

Just as quickly as our lip lock had begun, Becky broke it and spun out of the corner and away from me. I was at full rigidity now, nothing would distract me now, not Becky’s tits or Yui’s yelled encouragement to her friend.

“Don’t let him win! The loser has to go down on the other.”

I wasn’t going to be defeated either, not with this prize at stake. Becky tried to retreat and gain distance. I was on her with every step. Her punches missed easily, and I tapped her once, twice and three times. Not enough to be painful in any way, just to show her who was the better fighter.

With the third touch to her lean shoulder, Becky threw her hands up in surrender and dropped onto her knees in the centre of the ring. I threw my gloves off just as Becky reached for my groin, pulling my cock out of my shorts and planted the tip in her mouth.

Yui brought the camera in close, capturing everything as Becky started to suck my cock hungrily. I can’t have been the only person turned on already. Becky’s hand massaged my balls securely as she deep-throated my entire length. Becky had my shaft completely covered in her saliva in a matter of minutes and worked her shaved head in fast bobs of her neck and shoulders. I couldn’t help but moan in ecstasy from the incredible oral that was being lavished upon me.

I took a second to look at Yui as she filmed a close-up of Becky’s tongue whirling all around the swollen head of my crown. Her eyes were wild with lust, and I’m sure she would have loved to have switched places with Becky just then if she could.

“I’m going to need the winner to fuck me,” Becky told Yui and me as she spat a big glob of drool out onto my cock and started to crack my shaft in her hand.

I would have taken Becky right there in the ring if Yui had suggested an alternative. “Into the change rooms!”

I helped Becky onto her feet as Yui led the way, holding the ropes apart for us to once I’d got my shorts pulled back up from my knees. She held the door to the change room open with Becky and me just a step behind her.

There didn’t seem to be an obvious place for me to take Becky, but she wasn’t looking for comfort. She wanted to be filled right that very second. Up against the changeroom wall, Becky discarded her singlet and dropped her silk shorts.

I followed suit and came to her. She held my neck as I grasped the back of her thighs, lifting her up. Becky parted her legs, and I drove my already greased cock in her welcoming pussy. Becky was beyond wet. It felt like diving dick first into a heated spa. Becky screamed and wrapped herself around me as I started to fuck her intensely.

I hoped Yui was recording as I heard her voice, deep with yearning from behind me, “Oh God! That’s so fucking hot.”

I tried to pin Becky to the wall, but her strength kept it so that there was always a space between us. I watched as every thrust of my hips caused her tits to shake. Her abs flexing tight and sweat beading on her well-tanned and toned torso. When she started to cum around me, I heard Yui whimper as well as she joined Becky in a sympathy and pleasure. Becky’s orgasm was long and sustained. The muscles in her pussy were just as strong as the rest of her body, and she gripped me like a vice. I would have loved to continue on with Becky like this for ages, but her cunny was just too much for me.

“I won't last much longer,” I told her.

Becky nodded, and she allowed us to come together. We kissed, and it was one of deep intensity and passion. I felt myself about to come undone just then when Becky started to unhook herself from how I’d been keeping her held up.

Becky’s feet rejoined the ground, and she told me, “Cum anyway you like,” as she turned away from me and put her hands down onto a small bench and bent over.

Would a cum shot all over her arse look better for the video, I wondered as I parted Becky’s velvety lips as she pushed cunt back onto me. Should I pull out and blow all over her face, I wondered as I grabbed Becky’s hips and started pounding her hard. Instead, I just did what felt best and stopped thinking. Without pulling out, I started to cum deep inside the Wonder Woman’s pussy. Her tight ass cheeks pressed to my stomach as I began firing my juices all the way inside Becky’s cunny. My cock throbbed, and the folds of Becky’s stretched lips held me as I delivered jolt after jolt of my semen.

In the end, I gave Becky multiple days’ worth of my seed. For the first time, I considered where Yui was with the camera as I started to relax and went to pull out from Becky. Yui was there with the hand-held as I stepped free, and Becky’s slit gaped open for a moment before my cream started to appear and flow slowly in thick, viscous clumps. Yui had enough time for maybe two minutes of post-performance recording before I heard the first noises come from back out in the gym. Thank goodness we’d switched to the changerooms to finish Becky and my ending.

“Shit! We’ve got company,” I warned as Yui captured Becky trying to squeeze her Kegel muscles to get more of our fluids to come out.

“Fuck!” Becky swore as she stood up instantly and cupped a hand under her dribbling pussy.

Yui snapped the screen of the camera to the unit’s main body and began handing our respective clothing to each of us. In less than a minute, we were both dressed and trying not to look too suspicious as we left the changeroom altogether.

“Hey! What are you doing?” An older gent in an old grey tracksuit shouted at us when we stepped clear of the changeroom draws.

“Ahh, sorry. The Ladies’ Locker Room was overcrowded out there,” Becky fibbed speedily.

“Well, there are no ladies' facilities in here, so I don’t know what you're doing,” the man informed us in response to Becky.

“That’s ok. We're all comfortable in front of each other. Nudity doesn’t bother us,” Yui tried continuing with the cover story.

The guy just looked confused by then, and I pinched Yui on the hips as if to say, ‘What the hell is she saying?’

“Aah, not that there were any nakedness or other things going on!” Yui started flailing. “Ok, we're going to go. Fully clothed. Right now. Ok bye!”

I was out the door right behind Becky and Yui as the three of us turned tail and ran. Becky was almost breathless with laughing at Yui’s clumsy excuses. We headed straight from the entire building to the car park. Becky had driven Yui so that we didn’t have two vehicles to take when I arrived. She got her camcorder from Yui and hugged and kissed the two of us goodbye.

“I hope you enjoy your date as much as I just did,” Becky murmured to me in my ear as she held onto me and extended our embrace a minute longer. I took the full time to admire the feel of the remarkable body tight against me once again.

In the car with Yui…