Ask Susanna about the clause again

"Alright, that's about it. Hope you enjoy your workout!" Susanna said with a genuine smile as the tour concluded. If all the trainers were as hot as Susanna the gym membership would be more than worth it, you thought.

"Anything you need, just give me a holler. Don't be a stranger, alright? I'm happy to help with anything you need. Training, or questions... or handjobs."

Your smile froze. Again she was bringing up that joke clause. Isn't this sexual harassment? While you didn't mind it from someone so attractive, it was just weird and unusual.

"Very funny. Don't you think the joke is wearing a bit thin now?"

"What joke?"

"The bit about the handjob."

"It's not a joke? Every gym has the same rule!" she said, looking exasperated.

"Oh yeah? So you're saying anything sexual is A-okay? Sure, then why don't you strip first?"

"Okay? I'll strip all day if that's what you want."

You cross your arms with a grin, waiting for her to finally admit she was just messing with you. Susanna grabbed the hem of her shirt and then pulled upwards. So she's willing to go that far for a bit? In one moment she pulled the shirt off herself, revealing her toned middrift and black bra.

Your grin soon turned into open mouthed bewilderment as Susanna continued. Her tights came off, showing off her long and shapely legs. Then her bra and panties. She was standing in the open, holding the bundle of clothing. You glanced around and found nobody caring, not even the other male in the gym.

"There. Anything else I can help with?"

You forgot how to operate your mouth. Susanna's body was perfect, with a toned athletic build yet possessing a nice set of tits and a shaved pussy that begged to be creampied. The clause was looking much less like a joke now.

"Yeah... can I... touch?"

"Me? Duh, go ahead. You can even use any of my holes."

Your hands first reach out to her tits and squeezed them. They were soft and perfect. Your hands wandered her body, feeling up her curves, and even touching her pussy. The other gym members clearly looked your way but paid no attention to what was happening.

"Let's go to your office." You weren't sure how far this glitch in social norms would go, so it was best to experiment in the room first.

"So you're saying any and all sexual acts are acceptable with anyone in the gym?" You asked while exploring the insides of her vagina with two fingers.

"Yes...nngh... How many times do I have to repeat myself?"

"Then why don't I see anyone else taking advantage of this clause?"

"The clause only applies to you."

"Only me?"

"Yup. Wow, you really have never step foot in a gym huh?"

"What if I asked you to tell every girl in the gym to workout naked?"

"Sure, I'll let them know."

Susanna reached for the intercom and quickly made an announcement for all females to strip. You peeked out of the office blinds and sure enough saw several naked figures continuing their workout.

"This is just madness. How did this happen?"

"Uh, do you have more questions? I need to get back to my work now," Susanna had her arms crossed and was starting to look impatient.