Healthy Drives (closed)

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He browsed through the food bar section. Fresh from the gym, his muscles sore in that good way from a hard workout, he wanted something "to feed the machine." He had taken a different route home today, the weather being good and having the desire to walk off a kink in his calf. He had heard of this health food store, but had never made a point of going there. He continued to look around. As he rounded one shelf, he saw an attractive young woman typing away on her lap top. He stared at her for a moment, not simple because she was eye candy, but he thought he had seen her before. When she stood up and turned to get something, he remembered. The gym!

It was funny how you didn't recognize people in street clothes after only seeing them in the gym. But he was glad to see her! A pair of snug jeans covered her powerful legs and gluts. A snug sweater clung to her body, showing hints of her strong arms and generous chest. Her dark blond hair streamed down, not bound in her usual ponytail.

She must have felt his eyes on her. She looked up, her deep blue eyes locking with his, and smiled. He smiled back and gave a small wave, mouthing "hey."

She stood up and walked towards him. "Hi, I've never seen you here before. Coming from the gym."

"Yeah," he replied, "taking a different route home and stopped in for snack. Got any recommendations?"

"Sure," she smiled, "what are your looking for? By the way, my name is Jennie."

"Sean," he said, "something with a good amount of protein."

"Hmm," she mused, looking at the shelf, "we seem to be out of what I had in mind, but we have a store made recovering mix, if you would like to try it."

"Love to," he said gamely.

"Alright then, this way," she said, passing through a door at the back of the store.
 
"Must be my lucky day," he mused as he followed her. He followed far enough behind that he could watch the her gluts flex as she walked. "Mmm," he thought, "would love to see more of that."

Jennie entered the back office. It was a combination office, break room, and storage space. Jennie walked to a table and took a plastic container holding something that looked like granola. She poured out some into a plastic cup and handed it to him. "This is a test batch, so be honest with me," she warned.

Sean poured some into his mouth and started chewing. After a half minute, he said, "Its good! What's in it?"

"Trade secrets," she smiled, "can't tell you." Sean mumbled something as he continued to eat. Jennie looked him over, enjoying the lean bulk of his muscles. "Nicely proportioned," she thought, "and strong." She had seen him working out.
 
Jennie loved watching him work.. The way his body moved when he was lifting made her long to quit working out and go home to her special toy. But since she was dedicated to her work outs, she just used the visual as motivation to work harder. If he was gonna be so unfairly beautiful, she would have to do the same to him.

She was very please when Sean walked in to her nutrition club. It had been a slow afternoon, and he was a sight for sore eyes. Balancing the budget for a normally crowded shop was tedious work.


She didn't tell him that the mix she gave him was one she made special only for her. She normally didn't share it because it was pretty expensive to make, but it worked wonders on her sore body and seemed to make her able to work out twice as long as normal. Her high need for approval also made her a touch nervous as he took a sip.

None of this made her nearly as nervous as what she wanted to do to him as they stood alone in the back room of the store. Sure they were alone now, but who knew how long that would last. But she had been lonely for so long.... Just being pressed for a few moments against his chisled chest ould be heaven. But instead she merely brushed his arm and blushed as she asked what he thought of her special mix.
 
Sean finished the last of mix. "Thanks," he said, "that really hit the spot. I feel like a new man. How much do I owe you?"

Jennie waved her hand, "You don't owe me anything. It was just a test batch."

"Are you sure?" Sean asked, "I don't want to take advantage of you." Although, looking at her, he really did.

"Tell you what," he continued, "how about a drink or dinner when you are done here?"

He took a step and winced a little, "Um, maybe you can recommend a good masseuse. I've got this cramp in my calf that just won't release."
 
"Dinner and drinks? Would be great"

As for massages, I usually do my own. Everyone else is too gentle with me. But I'm feeling very giving I'd love to give one to you after dinner.

Her heart fluttered a little, maintaining composure on the surface, but inside her nerves were on fire.
 
Sean smiled broadly. "I see that you close at 7:00. Shall I pick you up here?"

"Sounds fine," Jennie replied, turning and walking from the back room. Sean followed her out, resisting reaching and grabbing her. She returned to her laptop as Sean passed by. "See ya," he said, sauntering down the aisle and out the door.

He waited until he was down the street, and out of view of the story, to pump his fist and inwardly shout, "Yes!"

He made his way home and started to tidy up a bit. Fresh sheets on the bed, massage oil out, condoms in the night stand, candles set out. Then off to shower and shave, dressing in a light linen shirt and pants, leather sandals, and a spritz of cologne. Through all of this, he could not help but notice the half erection he carried. He didn't know what it was about her, but he wanted her, bad. Checking his place out one last time, he left and walked back to the store. As he approached, he could see the clerk talking with Jennie and then leaving. She saw him coming, smiled and raised her hand, gesturing for a moment and went back inside. A minute later, she emerged, wearing a fresh blouse that accented her curves and her snug jeans. "Hey," he said simply.
 
"Hi" She whispered. She had only had time to change her shirt and spritz on a bit of perfume, but hoped that was enough to impress him.

He kinda took her breath away, the curve of his bone structure, flawless in almost every way but yet it did not seem he knew that. And oh, those arm muscles. The things she imagined that they could do to her. But once ahead she was getting ahead of herself. For now, she tried to focus on dinner.

Tentatively, she reached out her hand toward his..
 
He reached out and took her hand. "How bold of her," he thought, "I like it." "Have you been to the new Tapas place over on third?" he asked.

"No," she replied, "but I've heard good things."

"Excellent," he smiled, "let's have an adventure." Holding her hand, they walked across and down the street, chatting about the gym and their respective workouts. Her hand burned in his. He had to force himself to keep his eyes forward, when all he wanted to do was watch her walk, her forceful stride and the bounce and sway of her breasts. When they reached the restaurant, they were seated in the outdoor dining area. Given menus with an extensive selection, he ordered two margaritas, joking with her, "this may take some time, and I think you'll like it." The waiter returned for their order, asking what they would like. He wanted to say, "Jennie, now." They both managed to order, sipping their drinks, enjoying the evening air.
 
Their order arrived and they dove in. He ate lustily, so to speak. It was a pleasure to watch her eat. She opened her mouth wide to accomodate one particular messy tapas, and he could not help but wonder what her mouth would feel like on his cock. As she munched on another, a small bit of guacamole dripped down onto her cleavage. She took her napkin and dabbed it off her, laughing, "a little to the left and I would have lost that one."

"Or someone would have to have gone after it," he replied cheekily.
 
She laughed along with him. She was overly aware that she ate like a man, but if a man couldn't accept that about her they didn't deserve her mind blowing head anyway. For what it was worth, she just wanted the meal to be complete so that the real deliciousness could be had, but she was training herself to enjoy each moment as it came.

As for the margaritas, they were fantastic. "I haven't had a drink this tasty in months.. so many protein shakes. Not that they aren't great, but ah, if feels nice to let lose."
 
He nearly snorted when she said she had had so many protein shakes, but covered it well, thinking how much he wanted to feed her his. "Best in town," he mumbled. He found it increasingly hard to tear his eyes from her. She exuded a raw vitality and sexuality that left him hard with desire. In what seemed like too short, and yet too long a time, dessert was offered. Sean declined, "I am stuffed, but might be up for dessert later." Jennie smiled and also declined. He rose and moved his leg a little stiffly. "Is that offer of a massage still good?" he smiled.
 
Jennie smiled, "Absolutely." He paid their tab on the way out and they set up for Sean's place. The evening was pleasantly cool. It felt good on their skin. She asked what he had done to hurt his leg and he responded that he had done too many reps of a particular exercise. The street lights cast shadows as they walked. Sean looked over to see Jennie's nipples defined beneath her blouse. Involuntarily he groaned. She looked over at him. "Uh, leg," he covered. Soon they arrived at his building. They went down the hall to the stairs, up a couple flights and down another hall. Sean opened the door to his unit and let her pass. He flicked some low lights on as she looked around.

"Nice place you have here," she said approvingly. He asked if she would like some coffee or something. She looked at him, replying, "Not right now thank you. How about that leg?"

"Do you want me sitting or lying down?" he asked.

"Lying down," she replied, thinking, "on top of me."

"OK then. This way please," he said, leading her to his bedroom. They entered and he flicked an ambient light on. He paused, "um, maybe I should change into a robe. I can't really roll my pant let up high enough."

"Good thinking," she said. It wasn't the best excuse, but she would take it.

He excused himself and came back a minute later dressed in a short, thin cotton robe. "Perfect," she murmured, "now on the bed."

He walked to the bed and lie down, his erection painful beneath him. Jennie moved to the bed and looked at him, "Hey, do you have any oil?"

"Sure," he replied unthinkingly, "in the nightstand." She opened the nightstand drawer and found the oil, and the extra large condoms. Taking the oil, she dripped some on his leg and started to work his calf. She dug deep and Sean focussed to keep from jumping. When she eased up, she asked, "How is that?"

"Good," he replied, "You like it deep."

"Yes, I, do," she replied, and returned to her work.
 
Jennie was a giver for sure. She loved massaging Sean, and intended to go until he begged her to stop. Her fingers dug deeply into every inch of his body. Though at first she remained focused on his injured leg, she worked into his whole body, wanting him loose and even more importantly, wanting him to realize that she was essentially a goddess. Or something like that : ).
 
Sean groaned for the dozenth time as Jennie worked his muscles. "Damn," he thought, "she is really good." She had massaged his legs thoroughly, and through his robe, had worked his gluts and back. His head was turned towards her as she worked, her hips more and more in his view. If it had been any other person doing the massage, he would have been spacey and relaxed, but the insistent erection beneath him made it all into intense foreplay. And he couldn't take it any more.

As she worked the arm closest to her, he turned on his side and took her hand in his. She surprisedly said, "Hey, what are you doing?" He continued to roll onto his back, pulling her hand, looping his other arm around her and pulling her on top of him. She laughed, until her brought his hands to her face and kissed her. It was a firm hungry kiss. There was no mistaking, he wanted her.
 
She moaned loudly and hungrily kissed back. Her hands were now intertwined with his. She had lost control of the situation but she didn't mind. She kissed with same amount of skill and drive as she massaged, and it was obvious she was longing for more.

Her pussy grinded on him and his robe was no longer covering the lower half of his body. He could feel the moisture and warmth spreading through her jeans as she rocked back and forth on top of him. She didn't think she could want him more, but as of yet surprises had been one after the other. She could tell his size was more than enough for her, and she was starting to get nervous for that inevitable moment where her pussy walls would be tested.
 
His body burned as she ground on top of him, their hands clasped tightly. His robe had long ago parted. The only problem: She was still dressed. He pressed her right hand and turned his torso, flipping her over onto her back. He brought his hand down to her blouse and began loosing the buttons. She groaned as his hand moved over her breasts and button by button, she was exposed. When the last button popped open, he moved on top of her, his kisses moving to her jaw, then down her throat. Her blouse parted, his hands roamed over her torso, teasing her breasts beneath her sheet bra. As his lips met the base of her neck, he slid his hands behind her and lifted her sufficiently that he could reach her bra. The clasps yielded one by one, until she felt her bra loosen. Straddling her, he lifted her to a seated position and slid her blouse and bra off. He groaned as he looked at her. She was incredible. She tilted her head to look down the valley of her breasts to see his hard cock against her jeans.
 
She couldn't control her moans of desire.. She tried to act aloof but the truth was, she was dying for his cock. she tore her pants off, and stood in front of Sean to let him take her in. It had taken her years to get her body this flawless, many sacrifices and painful work outs. Jennie needed to be appreciated. She had given up everything to have this one thing no one could take from her, a flawless, bald, firm in the right places, squishy in the right places long natural healthy flowing hair..... And the thing she exercised the most was the one thing no one could see.. Oh she couldn't wait until Sean felt the way she could squeeze her pussy, so tight he would struggle to stay in. She hoped he had the strength to fight back against her squeezing.
 
He was kneeling on the bed, looking at her. He had moved off of her only long enough for her to slide her jeans off. His eyes were wide, looking her up and down. She was perfect, sculpted, curved, lush. She stepped and knelt on the bed, moving up against him. As they embraced, her full breasts pressed against his chest and his cock pressed against her belly. His arms circled her, lifted her, and laid her on her back. As he kissed her, one hand trailed down to his cock. He ran the head over her wet labia. God, she was wet. He looked into her eyes as he posititioned himself and pushed into her, the big head spreading her lips. He took slow deliberate strokes, each deeper than the last. They both groaned loudly. And then she squeezed. Sean felt like his cock was in a velvet vice, trying to force him out. He responded by thrusting harder, his cock surging deep, the head pressing against her cervex. She squeezed again, and instinctively he pushed harder. As he withdrew on the back stroke, he felt her squeezing him out. He took her head into his hands, whispering to her, "You feel incredible."
 
She was getting weak it was so hard to squeeze against him. "harder" she begged, barely able to get the word out. Sean softly wrapped his hand around her neck just to show he was in charge. he was the perfect length to hit her cervix and she was dying inside every time.. her body was soaked through with sweat. She hadn't felt this way in so long and she was ready to give her self over to him completely.. She stopped fighting it and her whole body gave into his thrusts. She came everywhere, fluid leaking everywhere.. moaning till it was over, which was like 5 minutes later.. and still he was there thrusting, still going.. She kissed him so so so hard. "keep going".
 
He slowed his thrusts after she came, and then stopped completely, his cock buried deep inside her. He put his hands under her muscular shoulders and held her, pushing his cock a half inch deeper than before. "If I keep going, I am going to cum in your beautiful, unprotected pussy," he moaned, which is what his body screamed to do. She was the most beautiful, strong, intense woman he had ever known, and he wanted her.
 
"I want you to fill me up.... I'm on Birth Control, it will be fine don't worry." She thrust her hips up against him... knowing it was wrong to do this bareback but really not caring much at all.
 
That was all he needed to hear. Sean gripped her shoulders again and started to fuck her hard, long hard strokes, as her body writhed beneath him. She reached up and held his arms. She rocked her hips to meet him as his cock swelled. A low growl escaped him as he buried himself deep and came hard, his cum pulsing inside her, filling her. His back was arched and his hips planted against hers as his orgasm ended. He looked down at her, sweaty and panting, and incredibly hot. He breathed, "You are so beautiful."
 
She struggled so hard to catch her breath... "Your cock.. is amazing. Ready to go again?" She breathed out. She was planning on fucking till they both passed out or until a serious injury occurred. Her whole body had never felt this completely satisfied. "Um... Can you please be my new full time job?"
 
Sean breathed deeply and lowered himself down on her, kissing her deeply again. He kissed her cheek, and then her ear. He whispered, "You think you're up to the task?" He laughed softly. He so wanted her to be. She was so, so perfect.

His tongue teased her ear, then moved down her neck. He softly bit her shoulders and laughed as she giggled and tossed. His lips moved over her collar bones and down her chest. He groaned and he felt his cock harden as kissed her full breasts and pressed his lips around a nipple. Her nipple harden in his mouth and he tried every trick her knew to draw a moan out of her. "Goddess, what perfect breasts," he thought. Reluctantly, eventually, he moved down again, over her taught abs. Her legs were already spread as he licked her shaved mons. His lips and tongue found her splayed wet labia. As he teased her, the clit swelled. He could suck it gently, bringing moans from her. She was perfect. Her hands were in his hair as his tongue circled her clit. His hands roamed over her body as he sucked and licked. She grabbed his hands and gripped him hard. Her body froze and then started to shake as she cried out and came hard. He rode her bouncing hips. teasing every last pulse of orgasm from her. As she quieted, his tongue became gentle, yielding to soft kisses. He slowly moved back up her body, so many kisses raining on her. As his lips met hers, she could feel the head of his newly hard cock pressing against her vulva. She spread her legs wider, anticipating his thrust, when he rolled over on his back. "Huh uh," he teased, "if you want it, you have to come and get it this time." His eyes sparkled at her.
 
Jennie curled into his side.. She felt weak and frail for the first time in along time She murmured so softly "Sean.. I think I love you". NO man had ever made her orgasm through oral before and she was blown away. Her brain was dead, and all she was was her body and his body together.. As her brain came back to, she realized what she had said and quickly slapped her hand over her mouth. Then "I'm sorry! sometimes my mouth gets ahead of my brain". She still was frail with pleasure and she loved it. "I've never been so fully kept up with.. I'm afraid I may need you to train me a litttle even! which is saying something"
 
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