The shower area of the gym is steamy, warm, and a most welcome feeling with the chill of winter’s approach outside. I towel off in the shower stall so I don’t track a pool of water into my private changing area, before I notice the tanned, dusty-haired, blonde that had been making eyes at me across cardio equipment. He’s an attractive guy – beefy, with body hair in all right places, and an ass that looks like it could feed a small family – but I tend to lean more towards dark-haired men, and let’s not forget that I’m off the market. Our shower and changing rooms were right next to each other, and there are only three showers so the space between the two is small. Removing his towel so only his front was covered, he offers carnal grin. “Good morning” he says, still holding the towel with only a couple fingers just under his navel; revealing a wet torso and thighs. “Good morning. Did you have a good workout?” I know exactly what he’s up to, so I slip into my changing room and calmly close the half door. Making sure the door doesn’t slam, I leave him alone and exposed in the small area between shower and changing room. I begin to dry off as he answers my question, and the small talk continues the entirety of my getting dressed. Fully dressed I make my way out of the changing stall. “See you tomorrow” he flirts with another grin. “Later! Have a good day.” My inner Beyonce tends to surface after all of my workouts – various songs of hers play in my head (complete with choreography) when I notice changes in my body as I’ve already lost 100 lbs – making me feel strong, awake, and confident going into the work day. The influence of Scorpio season and the fact that I had just been cruised at the gym had my inner Queen Bey slaying the stage; dropping it like it was hot all the way to the car. It wasn’t even 7AM yet! I can’t wait to tell S what happened.
When I was young, about 18, and very naive, I was new sailor in San Diego California. I was at a WMCA and taking a shower. There was a young guy older than me showering and he made it clear he was looking at me, interesting in me, and waiting for me to acknowledge him. Sadly I had no experience with consensual sex or any Idea of what to do in this situation. I really wished I was more experienced or had known what to do as the guy was really hot, very exciting. I went to bed very frustrated that night. however it was a learning I never forgot. Hugs and best wishes. Scottie
Haha, that sounds like a hot moment for sure! Inwould have jumped that guy lol.
Looking back I wished I had. He was pretty. However back then at 18 I was unsure of even how to talk to guys about sex, and was sure not yet up to being the motivator, I was still so unsure of everything. Hugs