Showering

You sit in the gym hall for about 15 minutes, just conversing with Mrs. Olympia, waiting for the showers to empty out. "I'd like you to coach some of the more promising prospects we have, Alex." she says, "I think you could make our team extremely strong, even though you won't be allowed to compete". You gladly agree, much happier to coach than actually compete. She dismisses you, saying the showers are most likely empty now, so you thank her for the conversation and leave.

You walk into the shower and strip down, your cock already semi-erect from looking at Mrs. Olympia's hard nipples through her shirt for the past quarter of an hour, which she had to have noticed, considering you're wearing a skin-tight suit. It flops around as you grab your towels and walk into the shower area, and you're caught off guard by a shower suddenly starting. You catch yourself staring at the shredded back of Mali, and you're frozen in shock. She lathers up her back and begins to turn to rinse it off, and your eyes sink down to her crotch, gazing directly at her massive cock. She turns her body fully, and she begins to lather up the front of her body, paying special attention to her tits. You watch her huge, and extremely erect penis wobble around as her body moves. It points upwards, and flares up at the center, making for a very girthy tool. One of her hands drop to her cock, and she uses to soap to jerk her cock. She grunts in a low, animalistic way as she thrusts into her hand. Eventually her eyes open and catch you staring, and she freezes like you, except in embarrasment.

You tear your eyes from her dick, and make eye contact with her, apologising. Her face turns sour, "You fucking asshole! What are you doing here?" she begins to walk towards you. You put your hands up and explain, "Mrs. Juniper told me I could use these if I waited for everyone to leave after, I thought it was empty."

She stops in front of you, "You be fucking careful!" she points. You realise suddenly that you don't have all that much to be afraid of, so you drop your hands. "I think you should be. I'm trying to be nice, Mali. Back up". Her face suddently contorts into confusion, clearly she's not used to confrontation. "Wh- I" she stammers, "Just don't look at me". You nod, and walk into the other corner and turn on the showers, unfortunately, you cannot help yourself, and you peek at her. Turns out, she continued masturbating and you flick your head away quickly, not especially wanting to make her mad. You focus on yourself, soaping yourself off and then rinsing. You turn around, your front facing the center of the room, and close your eyes, keeping your promise to Mali, and begin to wash the front of your body. Once you've finished rinsing, you can't help yourself and open your eyes, meeting Mali's as she cums, staring directly at your own cock. After her orgasm subsides, she quickly turns away and coughs. You take the cue and leave, quickly drying and changing back to regular clothes. You decide to leave before Mali comes out.