The Gym's Most Notorious Pair
I’m currently sprawled out on my yoga mat, proudly sticking my butt up in the air. The pose itself isn't the problem—it’s a standard yoga move called the Cat Pose. The problem is... I’m not wearing anything under my leggings. I’m commando.
I can’t see it myself, but given how tightly the fabric is pulling against my crotch, the plump outline of my labia must be on full, scandalous display. Obviously, I’m doing this on purpose for Siho to see. I’m shaking my hips back and forth, putting on a show, practically screaming, Look at my pussy!
I know how trashy this is. Still, I swallow my shame, bite my lower lip, and keep thrusting my rear toward Siho. I have to be proactive. I’ve realized something from the few things that have happened lately: if I muster up the courage to push forward, Siho will play along. Like this morning—when I initiated a kiss as a "greeting," he kissed me back. Seeing that, I felt like I could actually conquer him. Even if he is a guy who, like a eunuch, doesn't seem to feel any sexual attraction toward me.
"Hey, press down on my lower back."
I glanced back. Siho was scrambling to avert his eyes. It looked like he’d been staring right at the slit of my pussy visible through the leggings. Good, good. He’s doing great. If things keep going like this, reaching the goal of having sex might be easier than I thought. Just imagining it makes my uterus flutter.
"Uh... what?"
"I said press down on my back."
"Why would I do that?"
"Just do it."
"I'm asking, why?"
"You're my Dol-soe. You're still my slave, remember?"
The daily slavery that started at dawn. The day is still far from over. It’s our own rule: the one who becomes the slave must absolutely obey the master's commands. I want to use that to say, "Dol-soe, your mistress's pussy is bored, so go ahead and pleasure it with your cock," but knowing Siho’s personality, that’s still too much. It’s too sudden. He’d definitely get angry and tell me to stop saying weird things. Honestly, I thought he’d get mad when I suggested we kiss, too, since that was a sudden escalation. But luckily, he went along with it. For now, I’m satisfied with that being a huge step forward.
But it’s only a matter of time. If I use this cheat skill of "we're just childhood friends" and build things up step by step, I’ll eventually reach my final goal. Still... I want to do it already, ugh.
"Fine."
Siho came over and pressed down on my lower back. "What are you doing?"
"What?"
"You're supposed to press from behind."
"Why?"
"Because if you press from the side, the force is lopsided."
I don't really know about that, but it’s way hotter from behind. I’m going through all this embarrassment to be trashy; what’s the point if Siho isn't watching? I want him to observe the outline of my pussy from up close and burn it into his brain. That way, he’ll think about it whenever he’s bored. And if he keeps thinking about it, he’ll eventually want to see the real thing.
"...Fine."
Siho moved behind me and placed his hands on my waist. It’s hot. His warm palms press down, wrapping around my hips. I stretch my arms out long in the cat pose, lengthening my spine. I lower my upper body as much as possible and lift my butt as high as I can. Being like this... it feels just like I’m getting doggy-styled.
That was when I felt something touch my pussy. I knew instinctively what it was.
"Nnnngh..."
I groaned and stretched my back even further. At the same time, I blatantly pushed my hips back. My butt settled right against Siho’s crotch, just like in real doggy style.
"Ugh...!" Siho flinched.
"How is it? Do I look like a cat?"
I feigned ignorance and kneaded his lower abdomen with my butt. Every time I wiggled my hips, something hard poked at my genitals. Given the position, it was definitely Siho’s cock.
"How is it, huh?"
I rotated my hips. Siho’s cock rubbed against my pussy.
"Stay still."
"Why?"
"If I tell you to stay still, stay still."
"No. The only one who can give orders here is me, not you."
I tapped his lower abdomen with my butt, teasing him. That was when—
"Ahem!! Ahem!!"
A loud, forced cough echoed through the room. I looked toward the sound and saw the gym owner giving us a look. Not only him, but a few other members were glancing over at us while they worked out. Tsk. I clicked my tongue internally and stood up. What a shame. The mood was so hot. But since this is a public place, I have to keep it in check.
"Let's go work out now."
"You go first."
Siho didn't get up. "Why?" I asked, pretending not to know the reason.
"I have a cramp in my leg."
It’s not his leg that has a cramp, it’s his cock.
"Meow~" I made a cat sound, imitating a cat. "Did the cramp run away?"
"Not yet."
"Should I wait until it runs away?"
Siho rubbed his face with his hands, looking genuinely troubled. "Forget it, just go look at the exercise equipment."
I thought about teasing him more, but I decided to stop there. "Okey-dokey." Feeling proud that I’d managed to make Siho’s cock stand at attention, I walked away with a light step.
Choa didn't seem to notice, but every time she moved her hips while stretching, my cock rubbed against her rear. Even when I pulled my waist back to avoid contact, it was useless. The lower she bent, the more her plump butt pushed into me. How could I not get an erection in that situation? I barely managed to calm myself down through meditation before heading over to her.
"Is there anything you want to try?"
"Hmm..." Choa looked around at the equipment for a moment before shaking her head. "I want to watch you work out and try things one by one."
"Suit yourself."
Today is shoulder day. Everyone has a different way of working out; that’s a given. I prefer using dumbbells over machines for shoulder exercises.
"Help me out with a spot," I said, bringing over the dumbbells. I set them down next to the bench and did some light shoulder stretches. I hadn't been able to stretch properly because I was helping Choa. As I stood in front of the mirror to loosen up, Choa stood right next to me and did the same.
After loosening up, I sat on the bench and picked up a dumbbell. I placed it on my left knee and tapped my right knee, looking at Choa. It was a signal for her to put the other dumbbell on that side. But—
"What are you doing?" Choa sat on my knee.
"Is this not it?" She tilted her head, looking up at me with a playful glint in her eyes. Seeing her face up close, the memory of our kiss flooded back, and her moist lips seemed to enlarge, filling my entire field of vision. If I just turned my head slightly, I could kiss her.
"As if," I said, lifting my knee to nudge her butt off. "I told you to pick up the dumbbell."
"Aha." Choa looked at the dumbbell on the floor. It said 20kg. She checked the weight and looked back at me. "How am I supposed to lift this?"
"..." I was an idiot for asking a gym newbie to spot me.
"It’s called a Shoulder Press. It’s an exercise for the anterior deltoids."
"Anterior... what?"
"It's a shoulder exercise."
I gripped the dumbbells in both hands and lifted them toward my head.
"Whoaaa." Choa gasped in admiration as she watched me lift them. It wasn't really anything to be impressed by, but from her perspective, it must have looked like a big deal.
"Look at those muscles popping out." Choa poked my arm as if it were a marvel.
"Don't touch me while I'm working out."
"What happens if I do?"
With a sly smile, Choa poked and prodded my shoulder, playing around. "It’s so hard!" She seemed fascinated, moving from poking to kneading my shoulder.
"At this rate, you could even lift me up, right?"
"I could lift you easily."
"Could you do me in a lift-and-fuck position too?" Choa leaned in close and whispered into my ear.
"Cough! *Cough!* *Cough!*"
I had been inhaling, and I choked on my breath. I dropped the dumbbells to the floor as if throwing them away.
"What the...!"
Just as I was about to yell, Choa gave me a mischievous, eye-smiling look. "Just kidding, kidding. Why are you so flustered?" She massaged my shoulder. "Isn't this kind of joke normal between us?"
She does talk about lewd things whenever she's bored, but she never directs them at each other. Plus, this wasn't the place for it.
"Ahem!! Ahem!!"
A loud, echoing cough rang through the gym. I looked toward the sound and saw the owner giving us a look. We were just acting like our usual selves, but to everyone else, we must have looked like the gym's most notorious pair.
"I can't work out today."
"Why?"
I narrowed my eyes and stared at Choa. She knew exactly why, didn't she? Ignoring my gaze, Choa blinked her eyes with an innocent expression. "Let's just ride the treadmill and head back."
I’d better get out of here before we get kicked out of the gym.