ManWeight

SpinWeight

Raquel was at the gym in her usual Thursday night spin class. She was warming up on her bike when a fine looking manweight slid into the row in front of her and conveniently mounted the bike right in front of her. Raquel would have a perfect view of his muscular ass for the whole 45 minutes. The room was dark and hot and so was he. She wasn’t sure what his face looked like, but if it was anywhere as good as his ass she’d be fine with it. She stretched extra long because he did, made sure to bump into him when he was leaving, and made extra sure to smile big when she did. He was at the class the following Thursday too. Raquel followed the manweight around the weight room, looking as cute as she could while covered in sweat from spin. She wore the very tight black spandex she had donned to excentuate her perky breasts. It wasn’t until the 4th week in a row that their first true encounter occurred. They were both standing by the free weights in between sets and began to talk about weights. (All Raquel was thinking about was his manweight…but anyways). They walked over to the water fountain together which happened to be directly next to the spin room where she’d first seen his ass. The room was still expelling heat from their class, the mirrors still fogged from the moisture in the room. As Raquel looked into the spin room, she noticed her sweater was still hanging off of the handlebars of the bike she’d just been on. She ran into the room to grab it and when she turned around to run out, he was right behind her. He grabbed her waist and pressed her back against the bike, kissing her hard and passionately. She went right for what she had been staring at for the 180 minutes of spin class, his hard ass. What weight! Who cares about sweat when you have that kind of heat with another person…they exchanged numbers and are still dating!