Gym Rat Battery Commander and the Dizzying Gym Session (2)
Using the excuse that something had gotten in my eye, I bought some time to kill my third leg wedged between my thighs by sitting on a nearby bench for a bit.
"Just rest for now. I'll keep doing squats."
"Yes, Battery Commander. I'll start up again as soon as this gritty feeling in my eye clears."
Judging that my issue wasn't too serious, the battery commander headed back to the machine to crush more squats. Meanwhile, I desperately tried to calm my arousal by forcing some very 'wholesome' thoughts into my head.
Whether my efforts paid off or not, my cock finally started shrinking bit by bit. About three minutes after sitting on the bench, my erection finally deflated, submitting to the pressure of my panties and tucking obediently back into my crotch.
Feeling relieved, I stood up from the bench.
"Battery Commander, I'm good now."
"Hup!... Really?"
Clank!
The moment she heard me, Captain Lee Seon-ah shot up from her squat position, slung the barbell over her shoulder onto the machine, and stepped back a little. A light sheen of sweat glistened on her forehead, neck, and collarbone—another sight that hit me in all the wrong (or right) ways.
I quickly shook my head side to side to fend off the lewd fantasies creeping in. Just then, the battery commander, who'd moved to the right end of the barbell, grabbed a plate and called out to me.
"Jaejun, how much do you squat?"
"Uh... I'm still a beginner, so I can't do much."
"Then let's start light with 60kg."
No sooner had she said it than she pulled two 10kg plates off each side of the barbell. That meant she'd just been squatting 80kg... No wonder those massive hips of hers were built like that. As I ogled her apple hips—now fully aroused—she kindly finished setting it up and called me over.
"Jaejun, what are you doing? Come on."
"Ah, yes, Battery Commander."
At her urging, I hurried to the machine and positioned my shoulders under the barbell.
Clank!
Having hit the gym a few times in college with friends, the stance felt familiar enough. I stood up with the bar on my back, and right away, the battery commander—watching from directly behind—started giving feedback.
"Jaejun, your form's good, but spread your legs a bit more for better stability."
Following her advice, I shuffled my feet wider, then slowly started my squats, focusing on form. From behind me, Captain Lee Seon-ah inspected the load points with a sharp gaze before praising me.
"Whoa... Your form's way too good for a beginner."
"Haha, thanks."
After finishing the first set and racking the barbell, she complimented my form again and suggested upping the weight.
"Jaejun, 60kg looks too easy for you. Let's go straight to 80kg."
"Uh... Sure, I'll give it a shot."
I'd never squatted that much before, but trusting my 196cm, 105kg frame, I accepted. 'I don't usually hit the gym, but I've done plenty of soccer and stuff, so it should be fine...'
Soon, with two more 10kg plates added to each side, I shouldered the bar for my second set of squats.
"Hngh!... Hoo..."
It felt a tad heavier than before, but with no real strain, I powered through the 80kg load. Her voice grew even brighter, her eyes sparkling as they fixed on me.
"Whoa... You're killing it, Jaejun ❤️"
Thrilled to finally have a workout buddy, she even slipped into calling me "our Jaejun." Far from minding, it acted like a natural booster, surging energy through me.
As we hit the fourth set of squats, the weight had climbed to 120kg, and my legs started trembling. Right behind me, Captain Lee Seon-ah jumped in to spot.
"Jaejun, nice and slow..."
She pressed right up against my back—her body brushing mine just enough to tease—and supported under my armpits with her forearms. In that moment, I forgot the grueling weight entirely. Adrenaline surged as our bodies touched for the first time. Thanks to the rush, my legs steadied, and I finished the fourth set safely.
My cock had half-hardened in my panties during it all, but it still wasn't bulging obviously through my shorts.
Clang!
"Huuuuh... Damn, that was brutal."
"Quit whining... You just squatted 120kg as a beginner—what's your deal?"
As I stepped away from the machine, panting and complaining, Captain Lee Seon-ah shot back—teasing but affectionate. Her scolding tone brimmed with warmth, drawing a smile to my face before she led me to another machine.
Like a veteran gamer excited over a noob, she dragged me to a bench with a barbell rack.
Pointing at it, she said, "Legs are done, so now we wreck your chest. Lie down ❤️"
"Yes, ma'am..."
Her beaming smile as she told me to lie on the bench felt worlds away from our first meeting in her office—yet it carried a strange undercurrent of dread. Why was that?
I lay back on the bench, lost in thought for a second. She checked the pre-loaded plates—40kg—and moved to the head of the bench.
"It's at 40kg now. Let's start light with this?"
"..."
Without hesitation, she straddled the bar right over my head, hands on it, legs slightly spread. Naturally, her lower body filled my view: first those sensual, toned thighs, then the plump pussy mound hugged by her leggings, forming a vivid cameltoe.
Captain Lee Seon-ah's pussy mound looked so devourable, I'd blow my load just from touching it once... My mind raced with images of the slick folds hidden beneath that thin fabric, lewd fantasies flooding in.
"Jaejun?"
"...Ah! Yes!"
I'd been staring blankly at the thick outline of her pussy lips through the dark purple leggings when her call snapped me back. She tapped the bar, signaling to start, seemingly oblivious to my gaze. Relieved, I gripped the bar and lifted it to my chest...
"Yeah, 40kg's nothing for you."
With her hands lightly under the bar, she bent and straightened her knees in sync, making her crotch—cameltoe and all—hover and dip tantalizingly over my face.
Her thick thighs clenched and released with each motion, accentuating that sharp cleft. Twitch! Twitch!
The obscene sight filled my vision, and my cock—quiet till now—throbbed back to life at the pussy mound. I felt my panties and shorts tenting slightly as it strained.
If it went full mast like this, my massive cock would shove the shorts aside, pitching a huge tent right in her view—no hiding it.
"That's it, really feel the load on your chest..."
Oblivious to my crisis, she focused on spotting. I made a tough call.
I squeezed my eyes shut tight! I wanted to ogle her juicy pussy mound forever, but to avoid a full 'cock exposure' disaster, I clamped them closed.
Cutting off the visual stimulus worked—my erection slowed, then faded. Relief and regret mixed as I finished that deceptively easy-yet-hard first bench press.
Still standing right over my head, Captain Lee Seon-ah added a 10kg plate to each side.
"Jaejun, straight to 60kg?"
"Yessir! I can do it."
I replied extra energetically to her excited face. It was all to fend off the dirty thoughts, but her voluptuous curves hit my eyes again—no dice.
All I could do was grip the bar and squeeze my eyes shut to stave off another boner...
I'd probably be working out like this with her almost every day. How the hell was I supposed to handle this?
'Working out pressed up against a beauty like my superior sounds great, but...'