Workout and Shower

Brandi arrived at the gym early that morning, eager to begin her workout before her shift as a lifeguard with Kyle. The gym was still relatively empty at this hour, the faint hum of machines and the soft thud of weights being dropped the only sounds to break the pre-dawn silence. She made her way to the treadmill, setting it to a slow jog as she warmed up her muscles. The rhythmic pounding of her feet against the belt, the feel of her heart pounding in her chest, and the burn in her lungs as she pushed herself a little harder with each stride.

Once she had finished her warm-up, Brandi headed over to the weight section, ready to tackle her upper body circuit. She grabbed a pair of dumbbells and began with a set of shoulder presses, her muscles straining as she lifted the weights overhead, the satisfying pop of her joints as she locked out each rep. Next, she moved on to a set of bent-over rows, her back arched, her arms pulling the barbell towards her chest, the cables on the machine humming as she squeezed her lats. Sweat began to trickle down her temples, her breathing growing heavier as she pushed herself to the limit.

Brandi then switched to a set of dips, her arms locked around the bars, her body descending with a soft thud as she lowered herself, the muscles in her chest and triceps burning with each rep. Finally, she finished her circuit with a set of tricep extensions, the dumbbells resting on her thighs before she lifted them, her arms straightening as she extended her triceps, the weight of the dumbbells straining against her. As she set the dumbbells back down, Brandi took a moment to catch her breath, the adrenaline of her workout still coursing through her veins.

She looked down at her reflection in the nearby mirror, her muscles standing out in stark relief, the hard work and dedication she had put into her body evident in every sinew. Next, Brandi strode confidently to the bench press machine, her toned muscles rippling beneath her tanned skin. She adjusted the weight, making sure it was just right for her set. She sat down on the bench, her firm breasts pressing against the tight fabric of her sports bra, and gripped the bar with both hands.

With a deep breath, she pushed the bar up, her biceps and triceps straining with the effort. She held the bar for a moment at the top, feeling the burn in her chest, before lowering it back down. She repeated the motion, the heavy weight testing her strength with each rep. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and her breath came in ragged gasps as she powered through her set. When she finished, she let out a satisfied grunt, feeling the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

With her workout complete, Brandi headed to the showers, ready to start her day as a lifeguard alongside Kyle. The world ahead of her seemed full of endless possibilities, her future bright As she stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over her, Brandi felt a surge of euphoria. Her body, slick with sweat and the residue of her exertion, was a testament to her discipline and drive. The water ran over her toned muscles, each ridge and valley, tracing the contours of her form.

Brandi's mind drifted to the day ahead, and her thoughts lingered on Kyle. She couldn't help but imagine the way his strong, capable hands would feel on her body, the heat of his touch as they worked side by side. The thought of him, his broad shoulders and chiseled chest, sent a shiver down her spine. She reached for the bar of soap, lathering it between her hands, and began to wash herself.

Her fingers traced over her nipples, hard and erect from the cool air, and she closed her eyes, imagining Kyle's lips on her, his tongue flicking over her sensitive peaks. Brandi's hand drifted lower, to the juncture of her thighs, slick with the heat of her arousal. She began to stroke herself, the water cascading over her fingers, as she let her mind wander to the many ways Kyle could pleasure her.

She pictured him bending her over the edge of the diving board, his thick cock pressing against her slick entrance, before he plunged inside her, filling her completely. The thought of his hard length filling her, stretching her, sent a moan escaping her lips. Her breath hitched in her throat as she imagined the way he would take her, rough and demanding, as she clung to the board, her back arched, her hips bucking to meet his thrusts.

Her hand moved faster, her breathing growing more ragged, as she let herself fall deeper into her fantasy. With a final, shuddering gasp, Brandi's orgasm washed over her, her back arching, her head thrown back, as she let herself be consumed by the pleasure. The water mingled with her release, the steam from the shower thick and heavy, as she clung to the wall, panting, her heart racing.

She took a moment to compose herself as her heartbeat slowly returned to normal, and she let out a shaky breath. As she stepped out of the shower, she reached for a towel, wrapping it around her body. Her mind was still filled with the vivid images of her fantasy, and she couldn't help but smile. Dressed in her red lifeguard bikini, Brandi made her way to the pool, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her recent orgasm.