Story 5-chapter 2

Sometimes she liked to think about what would happen if one of them fell beside her, jogging with her.

They would occasionally steal looks at one another and sometimes catch the other person checking them out, at which point they'd smile at each other.

She imagined them heading into the park, jogging across it. It would be quiet in her fantasies with no one else around.

Suddenly, he'd stop - her mystery man - and he'd grab hold of her hand, turning her toward him. They'd look at one another, panting from their exertion, both of them
Full of anticipation as they knew what was coming Then he’d pull her to him and begin to kiss her. She’d kiss him back, just as eager as he was.


Then he’d drag her into the bushes. Then they’d be on the floor, kissing, tearing at one another’s clothes.
She thought about being on top of him, looking down at him. She’d grip him between her powerful thighs. His hands would be on her body - on the bare skin between her leggings and her running top.

She’d pull her top off and then his hands would be all over her body.

She thought about pulling his top off and seeing his toned body. She'd bend down and kiss it all over. Then he would kiss her all over. At last, someone would get to enjoy, really appreciate, her new figure.

She thought about his hands on her ass, gripping it hard.

Then he’d roll her over. She thought about him using his hands, his fingers, his mouth, on her body. She thought about how she would lie there quivering with pleasure and with anticipation.

Then she thought about the two of them naked. She thought about him fucking her right there on the grass, right where anyone could come by and see them.
That made her think about the possibility of being discovered.

Somehow that turned her on even more. She thought about trying to keep her voice down, to not make too much noise. But it would feel too good and she would cry out. Other people would hear - they would know what was going on.

Maybe someone would even see them and then they would be turned on by it. Then someone else would get to appreciate her body in a whole new way.
Sometimes she would finish a jog and she’d be in the shower at home, the blood still pumping fast through her body, making her feel alive.

Maybe she would have spotted a guy on her morning run who would have caught her eye and maybe her thoughts would go to him. Maybe as she’d lather herself up her hands would move over her body and she’d marvel at just how good it felt now. She’d sigh with contentment.

Then one of her hands would move down between her legs. She’d let out a slight cry, almost of shock, as she touched herself down there.

This was something that she had discovered about herself as she had got fitter. As she started to explore her own body, her sex drive increased and she had begun to explore herself in a whole new way. When she had pleasured herself it had felt so good, but at the same time, she had been sure that there was something else out there waiting for her - something better.

She knew that she needed a man to really bring her body to life and show her who she was and just what real pleasure was.

And yet, it still eluded her. She wanted a man and felt as though she needed one. As her sense of self-worth, her confidence had grown, and she had grown much happier in herself, but now she wanted to share who she was with someone else - and see what they could show her.

She kept going to the gym. It somehow helped with her frustrations as well. She would work them out on the equipment and it made her feel better.

So it was that whenever she went in there, she became more and more focused on what she was doing.

She had been staring off into the distance, working on one of the machines in one of the smaller equipment rooms and she stopped, deciding that she had done enough.

She could feel the slight burn in her muscles that had become a feeling she relished these days.
She stood up and stretched herself. That was enough for one day, she thought to herself.

A few strands of hair had come loose from her ponytail and hung down in front of her face. She put her hands on her hips and blew them out of the way.

She turned to the door of the room and tried to open the door. She frowned slightly - it seemed to be locked. She turned the latch and opened the door.

There was something wrong. She couldn't quite put her finger on just what it was.

Then she realized - the rest of the gym seemed to be much quieter than it should be.

She looked up at the clock and was dismayed to see that it was later than she had thought it was.

As she walked the corridors, she saw that it did seem to be empty now.

She shook her head in disbelief. Surely no one would have really just locked her in here?

However, the more that she walked around, the more it seemed as though that was what had happened. There was no one left in the building.

"Hello?" she called out. There was no answer.

However, when she turned a corner, she saw someone.