After hours
It was 11:00 o'clock, the gym had just closed for the night as I turned to lock the doors to the locker rooms. That is when he took me by surprise. Still shirtless from a late night workout, his chiseled torso was still headed in sweat. He smelled of musk and pheromones. He'd only managed to pull his black jeans up, barely containing his massive bulge.
He looked as if he could see right through me. It was if he could see my mouth watering, or my balls tightening. Maybe it was my nipples hardening under my t-shirt...whatever it was he knew I had it bad...
"Like what you see?" He smiled
"I do!" I said in spite of myself.
"I do what?" He smiled.
"I do, sir!" I said.
"Good customer service!" He smiled, "maybe you can help me for a tip!"
