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Claudette Williams wiped the palms of her hands on the sides of her white gym shorts. All around her, large-chested, thick-muscled men worked out. Above the soft music filling the large mirrored gymnasium she could hear the sounds of grunting as the weight machines creaked.
“Isn’t this exciting?”
Claudette turned to her partner, her eyes still focused on a group of men to the right of her.
“I don’t like it at all, Susan,” Claudette whispered, her eyes dropping to the crotch of one big harry-chested muscleman.
She could swear he had a hard-on! Oh, what was this new job doing to her? Watching these men wiping down their sweaty arms and chests made her young virginal cunt get all hot and tight and wet!
“Oh, don’t be such a prude, Claudette. You were the one who wanted this in the first place,” Susan Browning said, pouting slightly.
“I didn’t think all these men. . .” Claudette started to say something, then thought better of it. No, she couldn’t tell her friend about her feelings.
“Well, what did you expect in a men’s gym?” Susan countered, raising her eyebrows and folding her arms over her chest.
Her chestnut-colored hair hung down over her shoulders as she tilted her chin up. Claudette wished she could be as daring, as liberated as her friend.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.