Extremely Personal Trainer - A Sexy Interracial BWWM Erotic Story from Steam Books by Jeanette Lavia, Steam Books

 
     
     
     

    Tasha admired herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom.
    “You’re such a sexy bitch,” she teased as she turned side to side to view her busty profile.
    For the past two weeks, Tasha’s best friend and co-worker, Monica, had been hounding her to go to the gym with her ever since they found out that employees of the law firm could get a free membership at “Fit-ness Gym.” Tasha knew why Monica wanted to go; she wanted to troll for a man.
    Tasha wasn’t interested in looking for a man in a place like that. Chances were that the men that spent most of their time in the gym had little free time for a serious relationship and she wasn’t normally the one-night-stand kind of gal. But Monica had begged and pleaded with her until she finally gave in and agreed to go with her.
    At thirty, the image that stared back from the mirror wasn’t exactly that of a woman twenty-years-old but nowhere near over the hill either. Tasha had all the right curves in all the right places. Her large, 36DD breasts were perfect, with just the right amount of lift and bounce, and her round, tender ass was simply scrumptious.
    She wet her lips and struck a few more poses, marveling at herself. The black sports bra and under shorts could barely be seen against her dark ebony skin. Tasha was quite the sight and that was the main reason she had been the receptionist for her law firm for years.
    It didn’t bother her one bit either. They paid her well for her looks, knowing that their wealthy clientele would prefer to be greeted by an attractive woman than an ugly one. Besides, he had already been certified as a paralegal and was taking night classes to become a lawyer, so it worked out well for her in the end.
    “Just don’t suck today, alright?” she said to herself before leaving the mirror to finish getting dressed.
    About an hour later, she walked through the doors of Fit-ness Gym. Tasha had decided that a few solo visits were in order so she wouldn’t be too clumsy and make a fool out of herself in front of Monica. She could just hear her friend’s stupid laugh in the back of her head; there was no way she wanted any of that.
    “Good afternoon!” a semi-geeky but fit young man greeted her at the door. “Welcome to Fit-ness Gym.”
    “Afternoon,” she said politely. “I work for Hansen and Garber and was told they have some kind of free membership available to their employees here.”
    “Right you are, ma’am,” the kid replied and pulled out a clipboard. “Can I have your name please?”
    “Tasha,” she answered. “Tasha Johnson.”
    The young man nodded and scanned through the roster on the clipboard and eventually found her name. After the formality of signing her membership packet and issuing her access card, Tasha was all set to go. Another young man strolled up and introduced himself to her.
    “Hi, I’m Justin, your personal trainer,” he said, extending his hand in greeting.
    “Tasha,” she said as she took his hand and looked at the man behind the counter. “Ummmm.”
    “I’m included in your package,” Justin said with a gleam in his eye. “Well, not me specifically, but your firm has paid for a month of free personal trainer services then if you want to continue after that, we can work up a pay schedule for the cost.”
    I’m included in your package , Tasha thought. For whatever reason, her mind went to several, less-than-wholesome places in the gutter. Justin stood there with a beaming grin on his face and Tasha couldn’t help but check out his outrageous body.
    I bet you got a fine package, baby , she thought darkly in the back of her mind. Pump me up, please.
    To her, Justin looked like he should be an Olympic swimmer. His shoulders were broad and his back was chiseled into a deep V that ended at his waist. And his loose-fitting muscle shirt left little to her imagination. Tasha had never quite looked at a white man like that before, but something inside of her whispered that