Workout mishap

Tom sat by the fireplace thinking about the three ladies peeling off their clothes. Sweat trickling down their naked bodies. He started getting a little chubby in his pants.

"Help! Is anyone up there?" A faint strained but not panicked voice from downstairs called.

Oh shit Tom thought as he raced across the room and down the stairs. He observed Matty laying on the bench press with the bar being held just above her breasts. He quickly helped her lift it up and rack the heavy weights.

"Oh thank you! I thought y'all had gone outside. I was sure I'd be able to get through this rep without Bill. Thanks a bunch," Matty said.

"No problem," he said and looked around approvingly at the quality workout equipment. "Want me to spot you?"

"Oh, if you don't mind, just give me a quick minute to stretch out a bit," Matty stood as she responded.

Tom noticed Matty's toned body. She was thick but not overly muscular, just in great shape and a little bigger and taller than most other girls. As she leaned forward to stretch he caught sight of her incredible cleavage threatening to fall out of her top. She came back up and put her arms behind her back and pushed her chest forward as she swung at her hips oblivious to Tom. Holy shit, he was getting quite the show.

"I usually have Bill to spot me. I thought I'd get it out of the way before her got back."

"It's not a problem, the girls went to the sauna and left me here," Tom explained as he tried not to gawk.

"Oh you poor thing! I'm sure they'll come around once they loosen up," she said sympathetically. "They probably just want some girl talk."

Matty sat down and reclined onto the weight bench. Tom could see the between her breasts as he helped her lift up the weight bar.

"I'm going to try for five," she said before being the bar down to about mid chest.

"One," Tom said as she thrust up the weight.

"Two," her arms had a way of pushing her tits together at the top of the rep.

"Three," he was getting a little turned on by this.

"Four," he had to be careful, his crotch was right near her face.

Matty, pushed with effort while breathing out her mouth. She grunted and beads of sweat began to lightly coat her skin.

"Come on!" Tom exclaimed as he gave a gentle push upward on the bar and onto the rack. "Five! Nice work!"

"Ahhh, that felt good!" Matty exclaimed as she lay breathing deeply. "Let me catch my breath and I want to do one more set, can you take 5 lbs off each side?"

"Sure."

Her breasts heaved and Tom could see her toned abs through her tank top. He also saw two points begin to push upward through the fabric of her tank top. Tom would have liked to adjust his growing boner better, but there were mirrors all over the well lit basement gym. He managed to push it down towards his leg.

"Okay?" Tom asked as Matty adjusted her hands on the bar.

Matty looked up and paused. Tom caught her glancing up at the boner running down the side of his left pant. She cleared her throat and focused on the bar before nodding in the ready.

"One," shit she noticed.

"Two", shit those tits are fantastic pushed together.

"Three," fuck this isn't helping my hard on.

"Four, nice work," those nipples are really pushing out.

"Five, your left elbow is dropping a little," as the sheen of sweat increased on Matty he tried to focus on anything but those amazing...

"Tits. I mean six!" He stammered.

Matty's arms began to tremble and the weight bar started to drop. Tom quickly pulled the weight up and racked it on the bench with a loud clang.

"I'm so sorry," Tom stammered. Oh, fuck me! You're an idiot. "I just, it just, I'm sorry."