Last week’s date night was Roxy’s choice. The previous week I really wanted to have wings and see a movie. Other date night activities have included rock climbing, Ethiopian cuisine, an improv show among other random events. Really, we have fun experimenting with different activities and cultural events that we may otherwise not have the chance to discover. So what was her choice of the week, a gym class and dinner at a place we used to eat together at during university. Oh, did I mention that the class at the gym was their “hardest” and “most intense” class offered.

Now, I am fit and in decent shape, but I do NOT do gym classes at my own gym (which happens to be at work in my building). Roxy on the other hand is a semi-pro at these classes, full of music, moves that resemble dancing with the stars…you get it. I am not embarrassed to be the new guy in the class, nor to be the worst, in fact not much embarrasses me. So we entered the gym, and to my surprise (ok I knew it was coming) there were 30 or so women in their lycra hip hugging lulu lemon outfits and two other guys. Not bad odds, but Roxy and I were here to sweat alone, this was not a pick up session. So I took my space at the back and the music started.

Fast forward to the next day, I woke up (having burned about 800-900 calories the night before – seriously) thinking I would not be able to move from the stiffness. To my surprise, I was fine. I went to work, did my normal thing and came home.

Fast forward one more day. I woke up (having had a normal day prior) and guess what, I felt like a zombie with limbs that hadn’t moved in years. Damn, I thought I would avoid the pain but no, it caught me. That night, Roxy and I decided we would put the kids to bed and relax, in a bath with Epsom salts. We filled the water, poured in the salts, mixed it up then got naked and slipped in to the water. We talked, we relaxed, we touched, then things got hot, literally hot as the water was quite steamy!

I was ready to get out but Roxy had other ideas. She started touching my body, sliding her hands down my body as she sat across from me, facing me from the other end of the bath. She slid her hands under my legs and started to touch my balls which at this point were hot from the bath. I felt her hands cup them and start to slowly massage them. I began to get aroused and started to get hard. My ass lifted off the bottom of the bath and Roxy helped by pulling me up and sliding her own legs under mine. She took the elevation of my cock as an opportunity to lower her mouth and as I slipped out from under the water she put her mouth down and took the tip of me into her mouth. I slowly raised myself higher, starting to slide deeper into her mouth as she took her hands on my hips pulling me up. I moved faster, starting to fuck Roxy’s mouth as my hands slid back to help hold my body from slipping back under the water. Roxy was loving sucking my cock as I got closer to orgasm. Finally, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and came in her mouth as she sucked every last ounce of my cum. Quite the bath.

Perhaps we should go to the gym more often as our date night, it seems to have days worth of additional benefits.

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