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The gym was crowded, but I blocked the world out with my earbuds in. Pushing my body helps when I’m stressed, and lately, I have been stressed. I was on the stair stepper, climbing my way endlessly to a tight ass, when I started to get those tingles at the back of my neck. You know the feeling you get when someone is watching you?
That primal instinct serves as a warning in the presence of danger. I looked back and didn’t see anyone watching me, but I couldn’t shake the feeling. Sweat trailed down my spine and soaked the top of my high-waisted leggings. Finally, when every inch of me felt exhausted, I stopped the machine and leaned on the rails to catch my breath.
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That’s when I saw him. Just a small hint of a reflection in my water bottle, but I saw him. He was sitting on a stationary bike a few rows behind me. His hand was in his pants as he pedaled slowly, and his eyes were glued on my ass. My overworked nervous system flushed. He was brave enough to be so brazen right here in a crowded gym; what would happen if he caught me alone?
I grabbed my keys and water bottle and hopped off the machine. The cardio section is on the top floor of the gym, and the locker room is on the first floor. As I started down the first set, my legs were wobbly, and that unsettling feeling sounded loud again. I looked over my shoulder and saw the same man bounding down the stairs behind me. I tried to hurry down the last few steps, but he crashed his body into mine on the stairs landing and shoved me into the door there.
It was a small equipment closet, and I struggled against him when I heard the deadbolt click into place. “Fucking tease.” He growled as he licked my neck and started kneading my ass.
“Stop! What the fuck!” I yelled, pushing at his chest, but I was so tired, and he was so large. His hands felt like they were everywhere at once, and I was nauseous. “Please,” His hand cupped my mouth, silencing me while his other hand pushed my sweaty leggings down.
“Shh, shh.” He glared at me. “It will be over soon.”
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