Falling into your arms

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Alison was sprawled across the floor in a yoga position that she was sure was designed by some Chinese torture specialist. Her legs were swearing at her in at least four different languages, while she was trying to ‘clear her mind’ and ‘relax’ into the pose, as her instructor kept saying in a calm voice.

Alison wanted to ‘relax’ something else on the infuriating woman. She took a strained breath and tried to block out her protesting ligaments. She was NOT a frikkin tree. Not in this life and not in the next one either and as she thought it, she lost her footing.

She had been standing on the edge of the yoga platform and went tumbling down into the weights section, straight into a pair of arms that literally held her suspended in mid-air. Her cheeks instantly flushed bright red, as she looked up, her hair tied up into a tight bun at the back of her head, her skin clammy from the strain.

“I’m so sorry,” she said quickly, the rest of the yoga class oblivious to its absent member.
 
There was no other description for Eric other than a gym rat. Blessed with a tall large frame, three hours a day in the gym ensured that he maximized that which genetics gave him. Though not quite a body builder's physique, Eric fansied himself as at least as good looking as any guy starring in the Cinemax porn-lite shows.

As he was moving from one station to another, walking by the 'showcase', the raised platform where yoga and jazzercise classes were held so the women were showcased for the guys working out, a streak of blue and flesh tone flashed before him. Instinctively, Eric reached out and caught whatever, as it turned out who, it was.

A pair of vibrant blue eyes twinkled out from under a honey colored mop of hair matted with perspiration. For a moment, he lost himself in those pools of sapphire.

"Happy Birthday to me," Eric said in an almost awestruck voice. "Are you okay?"
 
Alison found herself staring into the most divine pair of emerald eyes that seemed to hold hers captive for a second. They were inquisitive, a little concerned ... a smile lingering in them. Alison was sure she must have been gaping at him like a fish, so she quickly scrambled to her feet, noticing his arms still wrapped around her, his chest pressed up real nice and tight against her ... he was firm, strong ... dreamy.

“I’m fine,” she blurted out, her eyes finding his lips ... and for an insane moment she wanted to press hers against them. It felt like there was an electric current running between them. Her senses were alive ... and yet she had never seen him before.

“Thank you for catching me,” she said sheepishly as she took a step back, needing to get away from his gorgeous body before she did something she would regret.

“Um ... nice to meet you,” she said as her eyes ventured back up to his. “I’m Alison.”
 
If there was one benefit to be gained by her stepping back away from him, Eric claimed it quickly as his eyes scanned her body quickly. Firm breasts were mashed against her body in a blue leotard. In the state they were in, they appeared to be the size of a large orange, and he thought probably the size of a grapefruit if freed from their constraints. A tight, flat tummy rolled down to shapely legs.

"Nearly fucking perfect," he thought to himself as he dove into her eyes again.

"Eric," he said softly. "I am Eric."

Fumbling mentally for a second, he said, "I was just on my way to the sauna. Care to come along?"
 
God ... those eyes, were like getting lost in a lush green forest.

“Hi, Eric,” she said, smiling up into his eyes. The rest of the gym seemed oblivious of them. They were two unmoving objects amidst a room that was filled with frantic activity. Alison briefly looked back at her yoga class to confirm her suspicions, and shook her head, a soft smile tugging at her lips. They still had not noticed that she was missing.

Alison met his eyes again, a mischievous glow in them. She felt like a school girl, sneaking away from class. “Yes, why the hell not,” she said, scrunching her nose up and grinning at him. She bent down to pick her towel up, which she loosely slung across her shoulder before she took a sip from her water bottle.

The sauna was deserted for the most part. People were generally too hot after a workout and favoured a cool shower. Alison loved it though. She normally left once someone entered as she enjoyed the solitude ... a moment to reflect, but today she didn’t want that. She wanted to enjoy Eric’s company, which – hopefully - meant more time to feast her eyes on his gorgeous body.
 
Eric almost lost control of himself as Alison bent over and picked up her towel. Thoughts of her bent over like that filled his imagination, and in particular what he would like to be doing with her bent thusly.

As she sipped at the water bottle he touched her arm, and turned her toward the locker rooms. As they walked, he placed his hand in the middle of her back, just above the swell of her ass, yet below the small of her back. He knew the moment that his hand settled that it was a far more familiar movement than he would ever normally consider. And yet, she did not pull away, but rather, she moved in a little closer.

He looked down and grinned maniacally as the top of her head was just about in line with his nipples. She was so small and frail looking that for a moment he wondered if he would break her.

And that thought was immediately followed by a desire to try to break her.

As they arrived at the entrance to the locker rooms, he found himself suddenly breathless. Turning toward her, his voice was soft, hoarse as he said, "See you in five in the steam room?"
 
Eric’s hand settled on her lower back, which emphasised his tall frame, his physique, the scent of him. It felt like she was made to fit next to him, a missing puzzle piece. Alison tried desperately to hide the excited little smile that was tugging at her lips. It settled in her eyes instead, sapphire pools shimmering in anticipation.

When they reached the locker room the sound of his voice sent a shiver down her spine. He was feeling this as much as she was which only amplified the excited butterflies that were tumbling around in her tummy. There was no question what was going to happen in that steam room. It was written all over his expression, the look of intent that was edged in those gorgeous eyes: The look of a man who was going to claim her sexually.

Alison blushed, despite herself.

“See you in five,” she croaked before Alison hastily disappeared into the locker room. What was she to do now? Most people entered the steam room dressed in their swimwear and a towel, but that was not quite what she had in mind. Following her wanton intuition for the second time in the space of a few minutes, Alison stripped out of her clothes and jumped into the shower. When she emerged, her golden hair was matted around her shoulders, with droplets of water glistening on her skin as she tied a sugar white towel around her body and tucked it into a fold just above her naked breasts.

Stepping out of the locker room, Alison stepped through the glass door and into the warm mist that was engulfing her in sweet, seductive heat. This was possibly the most outrageous thing she’s done in months. Her heart was racing and her body felt alive.

Here goes nothing, she thought to herself.
 
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Eric walked into the locker room and stripped quickly and grabbed a towel. "Am I really going to do this?" He thought to himself. Was he really going to have sex in the sauna at the gym?

As he stepped into the shower to rinse off, he realized that the answer to that could only be yes. Who knows he thought, maybe it would appeal to her too. His heart was racing like it was a formula one car near redlining. Each and every nerve in his body seemed to be tingling, a low grade fire of anticipation.

As he left the locker room the towel did very little to hide his excitement as his cock pressed out bulging it into a tent. He garnered more than one glance at the pool area as he passed, and he hoped against hope that no one would follow him, or Alison, into the steam sauna.

The sauna's steam swirled in a diaphanous cloud as he entered the steam room. Feeling the heat begin to seep into his pours as he cast about looking for the best place for privacy in the small room. After a brief moment he gave that thought up, as every square centimeter of the seating area was visible from the door, and the steam was not quite thick enough to provide absolute privacy. In fact, it would only serve as an enhancer to whomever would looked through the window, as titillating glimpses would be available.

As Alison stepped into the sauna he could see she was as excited as he. Her eyes found first his face and then the bulge as she stepped over, a little more timidly than when she entered.

He walked to her, the head of his cock pressing into her stomach through the two towels as he wrapped his arms around her. The feel of her body molding itself around his felt more natural than anything he had experienced before. The crush of her pert breasts against his body tantalized him, made him want her more somehow.

Hungrily, he kissed her and pulled her flush against his body. "We are going to need a new gym before we are done here tonight."

He began kissing her again, not allowing Alison a chance to protest, then, lacking a flourish, he tugged at her towel and tossed it to the bench, marveling in her perfect body. Lifting her easily he carried her to the wood planking and sat with her in his lap. His towel spilled open, freeing his cock from its confines, the head of which stretched along her side.
 
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The sex appeal that radiated from him was making Alison quiver. Her heartbeat leapt to life as he crossed the small room and engulfed her in his arms. He was strong and toned ... a stark contrast to her soft and supple curves.

He bent his head and claimed her lips in one of those kisses that made your eyes flutter shut. The world melted into the background ... and the overwhelming need to have his shaft saw in and out of her body in some animalistic ritual, made desire seep from Alison’s depths. She could feel Eric’s engorged member press against her and that only amplified her body’s inexplicable obsession with this man that she literally met a few minutes ago.

"We are going to need a new gym before we are done here tonight,” she heard him say, as he held her against him.

“Hopefully after we’re done here,” Alison said with a teasing smile, “I don’t think I’ll be able to make it to the parking lot,” she confessed with mischief glistening in her eyes. His lips descended on hers again as he gave her towel a hard tug. It gave way and landed on the bench beside them.

There is nothing quite as intoxicating as standing – naked - before a man ... watching ... as his eyes meandered up and down your body. An added sheen of perspiration glistened on Alison’s skin, the heat emanating from the sauna adding to the scorching flame that was burning between them.

Eric had not even touched her yet and she felt like she was going to explode.

When he effortlessly hoisted her up into his arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck and simply stared into his gorgeous eyes. Eric settled them both on the bench and she felt his towel give way, his cock sandwiched between their bodies as she sat on his lap.

“Where have you been all my life?” she asked, the words slipping from her lips, unthinkingly. Her deep blue eyes caressed every feature of his before she pressed her lips against his for another slow and hungry kiss.
 
It was the most amazing kiss ever. He poured his lust and desires into each movement of his tongue and hands as they roamed her body licentiously.

Eric was not thinking, his hands moving of their own accord as he lift her up and lowered her onto his throbbing member. Her tight opening gave allowing him entrance, welcoming him, engulfing him.

As she settled back onto his lap, his cock deep within her, they sighed together.

Spinning Alison to where she faced the door, away from him, Eric thrust one hand between her legs, spreading them ever so slightly. He began massing her clit while playing with her breast with the other hand. His eyes rolled back into his head as Alison began rolling her hips, the effect making his dick flail inside her gently.

"Fuck..." he moaned.

The door opened and his eyes popped open to see Michelle, his girlfriend's best friend standing at the door slack jawed at the sight before her.

"Don't stop, Alison," he whispered hoarsely, emotion choking his words off.
 
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