MK:  “Ok 10 minutes on the treadmill, then 10 on the cross trainer.  After that a little arm work.”  

Bette:  “Yes ma’am…”  

She climbed up to the treadmill and programmed her speed.  She looked up in that sexy way she does that sent a chill down MK’s spine.  

Bette:  “…you know I love it when you tell me what to do.”  

MK:  “I bet you do.”  

MK went on with her workout which she took very seriously.  She didn’t even notice that Bette watched her the entire time she had been working out.  She watched as MK did her 100 crunches, did a split to stretch out her muscles, and strained to left the weight of her bench press.   MK’s strength turned Bette on.  Her muscles rolled and flexed under her now sheen ridden skin.  Bette tried to keep it together and focus.  Even after they returned to the bed room to take a shower Bette was hot under the collar and there was no denying her now throbbing clit.  Bette knew she was a goner when MK removed her wet shirt and offered Bette a clear view of her cuts and curves.  She knew she was going to be very late for work.  MK saw the desire in her eyes and wanted to use it to her advantage.  She watched as Bette slowly walked over her and place her finger tips on her stomach and traced the patern.  She took her other hand and traced the side of her neck.  Both hands in unison moved to her back and forcefully grab both cheeks of her backside.  MK knew the game Bette wanted to play.  They had done it before and MK loved to do it.  She forcefully grabed the back of Bette hair making her neck exposed.  MK reached down and bit her neck hard enough to later leave a mark, a mark Bette was happy to try to later conceal.  She then proceeded to pull away and look deep into her eyes.  

MK:  "palms down on the dresser, now."  

Bette happily did as she was told. Moments later her shorts were being pulled down and she was being entered from behind.   MK relived every thrust every time she pushed herself up off the ground again.  Over and over she repeated the motion in her minds eye and in realty.  She did so until her arms burned with pain and even then she pushed herself even further.  Only when her arms gave way and refused to support her weight anymore did she stop.  She collapsed onto her back and sobed in the middle of her gym.  She was interupted by the sound of her phone ringing.  She had spoken to very few people for the past few months but she still checked her caller id and messages just incase there was some type of emergency.  There were still people she cared about.  She slowly dragged herself to the phone and looked at the display.  

Kit  

TBC