No, it's time for a break

"Actually," Buffy said across to him as they both jogged in place, "I just joined this place. I ... uh, had heard that you worked out here, and you made quite the impression on me, so I figured, this is the place to go!"

"It certainly is," Gunnar agreed, though he was thinking not so much about the place as the three leaping mountainous bosoms blatantly displayed before him. So much high proud firm tit, jostling so dramatically -- in mere minutes it became too much for him. He cooled down and got off the machine, walking slowly and carefully.

"I understand they've really changed things around here -- oh, are you all right?" The cheerful teasing in Buffy's voice made her concern seem less than sincere.

"Yeah, just -- a slight stiffness, excuse me please."

Gunnar made his way to the showers and none too soon, for his erection was rebelling against all his restraints and it stabbed out in the free open air. He got a good hot shower going and was soon enveloped in mist. As was his habit, he hummed.

"Is that him?" "Yes, I think so!"

Gunnar wondered at the voices. "Hello!?"

The mist faded somewhat -- revealing five naked women, the three from cardiovascular and two fans of his weight training. They looked entirely unembarrassed, and in fact were smiling gloriously.

"This was changed to the women's shower, it's no longer the men's!" said Buffy.

Then the mist subsided -- and the five women beheld Gunnar's post-RAIP erection.