After Hours at the Gym

The gym was closed but she would not leave. She just kept running on
that treadmill with her eyes closed and those damned headphones on. Phil
had cleared up all the towels, taken out the trash, counted the day’s
receipts and was about ready to turn the lights off and lock up. He
would normally tell the bitch to pack up and go home but this was Mrs.
Landers. Her husband was the owner of the gym and his boss.

Randy Landers was a former wrestler and current owner of one of the most
successful chain of fitness centers in the Southwest. He had a mansion
in the hills, a private jet, a mountain cabin and the hottest,
ex-pornstar wife Phil had ever seen. He had seen her in all her films.
She was famous for her blow-jobs and fucking cocks with her big tits.
She stopped working when she married Randy but rumor had it she fucked
around. There she was, walking on the treadmill. She was completely
oblivious to the time or her surroundings when Phil approached her.

He called to her but she kept on walking. He called again, no luck. Then
he put his arm on hers. She jumped and screamed a short, girlish shriek.
She held a hand to her chest and looked at Phil in shock.

“I’m so sorry Mrs. Landers! I didn’t mean to scare you. Are you
alright”? Phil put his arm around her. She was breathing hard and he
couldn’t tell if it was from the scare or the exercise.

“It’s okay Phil”. She told him. Then she looked around her and noticed
they were alone. “Oh Phil, did I do it again”?

“Yeah”. Phil smiled at her. “You closed the club again Mrs. Landers”.

“Please, don’t call me that. Called me Molly”. She held onto his arm as
she got down from the treadmill. There was a touch of electricity
between them and they both noticed it. Molly put her hand on his chest.
“Tell me Phil. Do you think my ass is big”?

She turned her back to him and showed him her round, hard ass. She
cupped her cheeks with her hands and turned her head coyly back at him.

“Your ass is great Mrs. um, Molly. In fact, I think you work out too
much. You don’t wanna start looking like a man. You’re too pretty”. Phil
couldn’t take his eyes of her butt until she turned around and then he
couldn’t take his eyes off her enormous breasts.

She pulled him to her with her arm and put his hand on her ass with the
other. “Randy says my ass is too big”. She reached up and kissed him on
the cheek. Then she put her hand on his hard cock. “How about you and me
show Randy what a big liar he is”?

She took his hand and pulled him to the floor. Before he could protest,
she had his sweats down and was sucking his dick. She managed to get her
gym togs off without her mouth ever leaving his prick. He swooned at the
sight of this body he had only seen on home video. The famous boobs were
hanging in his face and he played with them as she guided his cock in
her wet twat. She rode him like he’d always dreamed about, all the while
whispering his name.

She got off him and turned around on her hands and knees. She looked
back at him and said to him: “Come on Phil Show me how much you like my
ass. Fuck my ass Phil. Show me”.

Then Phil got behind her and spat in his hand. He lubed his prick with
his spit and started to work the tip of his rod into her tiny asshole.

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