With the gym empty, James prepared to turn out the lights, lock the door, and get his own workout in.  Thankfully, the gym patrons mostly respected the hours, and he rarely had to wait for anyone dilly-dallying in the locker room or showers.

The phone rang just as he was about to step out from behind the counter.

A glance at the display told him it was the owner, so he took a deep breath and answered.

“Good, you’re still there,” Mr. Oslow said without any preamble.  “They must have locked up early at College Square.  My daughter needs to get in there.  Go ahead and lock up.  I’ll call her back, and you can let her in when she gets there.”

James suppressed a growl and said, “Yes, sir.  I’ll keep an eye out.”

“She’ll be in a silver Lexus.  Should be about fifteen minutes.”

The phone clicked and James shook his head as he put the receiver back on the charger.  Having already done his pre-workout regime, he was amped, and now he had to wait.  Turning out lights and locking the door only gave him a couple of minutes of movement.  After that, he was stuck fidgeting behind the counter, watching out the window.

Naturally, it took her twenty minutes to arrive.  “About fucking time,” he muttered under his breath as he walked toward the front door.

It was all he could do not to stop dead in his tracks when she climbed out of the Lexus.  The young woman was absolutely stunning.  Her ample curves were outlined in vivid detail by lycra.  She had a gorgeous, heart-shaped ass, and breasts that looked a size bigger than they probably were on her trim, fit frame.

His ex-wife must be a goddess to have overwhelmed that troll’s genes and produced her, James thought.  He shook it off as best he could, and continued to the door.

She paused after locking up the car to tie her brunette locks up in a ponytail, and then approached the door as he was unlocking it.  She looked a little ashamed as he opened the door for her.

She said, “I’m so sorry.  Dad made you wait, didn’t he?  I assumed you were still open when he told me to come down here.”

It was yet another sign that the apple had fallen far from the tree.  He shrugged, smiled, and said, “I stay after closing and get my workout in anyway.”

She smiled back, and it only made her even more breathtakingly beautiful.  “How long do you think you’ll be?  I don’t want to keep you here any longer than I already have.”

“Don’t worry about it.  I’ll be about an hour total,” he answered.

“Perfect.  I’ll make sure to get showered and out of your hair by the time you’re ready to head home.  My name’s Amy.”

“James.”

“James,” she repeated, and then offered a little wave and made her way toward the treadmills.

He resisted the urge to watch her go, as he had little doubt her ass was doing some amazing things in those lycra shorts.  She had to be ten years younger – and the owner’s daughter.  Looking was just pointless temptation, and he had his own workout to get in.  So, he got down to it.

Once in the zone, he practically forgot she was there.  By the time he finished his final set on the bench, she was walking toward him.  The sheen of glimmering sweat on her exposed skin only made her that much more tempting.

“I’ll just have a quick shower and get out of your hair,” she said as she approached.

James wiped his forehead with a towel and nodded.  “No problem.”

“You don’t have to wait on me.  Go ahead and shower.  If I get done first, I’ll entertain myself until you’re ready to lock up behind us.  Sorry my dad made you stay and wait on me.”

“Not your fault,” he responded as he stood up from the bench.

“Still,” she said, and then headed for the locker rooms.

He couldn’t resist one glance just as she was turning toward the women’s side.  Her ass was simply amazing.

“Where the hell did you come from?” he whispered to himself, and then chuckled.

He had no reason not to trust the owner’s daughter unsupervised, so he took her advice and headed for the showers.

Once washed up, he indulged the reluctance to step out of the warm cascade of water for a moment or two, letting the water splash against his face before shutting it off.  As he reached for the handle, a hand curled around his abdomen, and he heard a feminine moan.

James spun around to see Amy wearing a sultry smile – and nothing else.  Her bare breasts were absolutely awe-inspiring.  They were perfectly shaped, firm, and her rosy-pink nipples were standing out erect.  Her waist and tummy were nicely defined without being overly muscular.  She had an artfully trimmed triangle of hair on her mound, and sculpted legs that were simply to die for.

He was too stunned to speak.

Her voice was pure sex when she said, “I wanted to make it up to you.”  She moaned again as she reached out and traced the lines of his abdomen with her fingertips, moving downward toward his cock – which was rapidly straightening.

He knew he should stop her.  She was as dangerous as dangerous could be.  The only sound he made wasn’t a protest, but rather a quiet groan when her fingers curled around his hardening prick.

As her soft hand slid up and down his shaft, she said, “I promise I won’t say a word to my dad.  I wouldn’t dare.  As far as he’s concerned, I’m his innocent little virgin princess.  Just enjoy it.”

Then she sank to her knees.

A push against his abdomen caused him to scoot back until his shoulders were leaning against the wall.  The main force of the still-running shower went over his shoulder and past her, leaving a scattering of droplets to fall upon her skin.  Amy looked up at him with delight in her eyes as her tongue slipped out and tickled the ridge of his cock helmet.

The slippery appendage then slid down his shaft in a serpentine pattern.  She never broke eye contact.  Her devilishly naughty expression decorated with rivulets of water was nearly as thrilling as her tongue.  She slowly turned her head during the journey, until she was looking up at him side-eye while tonguing his balls.

“Obviously not using steroids,” she quipped while lapping the dangling orbs.  “Are these big balls nice and full for me?”

“Uh-huh,” he grunted, surrendering to the inevitable.  Owner’s daughter or not, there was no resisting the sexy young woman naked on her knees in front of him.

“Good.  I need a shot of protein after that workout.”

Amy cradled both of his balls on her broadened tongue, and then slowly drew it upward.  James growled as her tongue tantalized his throbbing shaft, and then grunted as it quickly swiped the head.

Still looking up into his eyes, she wrapped her lips around the purple head and sucked.  Her tongue roved over the turgid flesh between her lips, and she moaned around him.

“God,” James muttered as he stared in wonder at the woman giving him such amazing head.  She was sucking hard, causing his cock to throb powerfully against her restraining lips.

She seemed to be in no hurry, continuing to suck and tongue the head.  Every so often, she would take an inch or so of his shaft – the sudden friction making his muscles tighten every time.

The sight of that made her moan even louder.  She reached up to run her fingers over his abs in a feather-light, slippery caress.  Her other hand squeezed the muscles in his right calf.  The hand exploring his cut and hairless abdomen then made its way around his side, and down to his butt.  She gave his left cheek a squeeze before moving her hand back to his front, and wrapping two fingers around the base of his prick.

James’ hand slapped against the wall and he gasped when she took him in.  There wasn’t the slightest scrape of teeth, and her mouth felt extra hot.  She sucked about half of his thick shaft, and then slid her lips back to the tip before engulfing him again.  Her tongue tickled him with deliciously shocking wriggles as she sucked.

At eighteen or nineteen – he couldn’t remember which – she was sucking his cock better than ninety percent of the women who had ever gone down on him.  She kept the pressure on, cutting her big, beautiful eyes up at him on the top of every stroke.  Drops of water in her eyelashes made them sparkle.  The fingers of one hand slowly stroked the root of his cock, while the others caressed his tightening balls.

She worshiped his cock with slow, powerful sucks, seemingly enjoying it as much as he was – which further enhanced his pleasure.

Water cascaded down the smooth skin of her back in shimmering streaks.  Droplets meandered into the cleft of her incredible ass.  He could see her perfect breasts in fleeting glimpses, and they were likewise adorned with glimmering drops that sometimes clung tenaciously to her nipples.

Amy moaned encouragement to him when his grunts and groans grew louder.  Her head bobbed faster – but only just.  She also took him slightly deeper.  The first warning tickles of the wicked itch asserted themselves in the head of his cock, and he shuddered.   She let out a higher-pitched, excited moan from the feeling of him swelling between her lips.

Slowly, but surely, Amy’s head bobbed faster.  The hot friction soon had him careening toward an explosion.  Of its own volition, his left hand moved to the back of her head, and his fingers entwined in her wet hair.  His right hand settled on her shoulder.  With every suck, she drew him closer to the edge, as though her mouth was an event horizon and he was caught in the inevitability of her pull.

She must have known he was getting close from the way he was swelling and throbbing in her hot mouth.  She put on one last burst of speed while humming, “Mmm hmm,” around him over and over again.

And then he was there.

“About to come,” he warned her in a tight voice from between clenched teeth.

Amy didn’t relent in the slightest.

He was on the verge of warning her again at the last possible instant when her hand suddenly moved, gripping most of his cock and jerking it.  Her lips slid rapidly over the remaining couple of inches.

James bellowed like a beast, while erupting like a volcano.  Amy’s lips and hand slowed, but she was still sucking hard as he blasted cum into her mouth over and over again.  His hips bucked involuntarily from the ecstasy of his ejaculations, and his fingers tightened in her wet hair.  Her restraining hand kept him out of her throat, allowing her to continue milking his pulsing cock.

Amy sucked and swallowed for every drop he had to offer.  She chuckled around him when his deep sounds of release changed into sharp, higher-pitched ones.  As his muscles bunched in preparation to push her away before his knees buckled, she slurped her way back to the head, and let it pop from her lips.

James fell back against the wall in an effort to find some support, but his slippery skin against the tile wasn’t helping much.  Amy let her head loll back and moaned, and despite the acute aftershocks of his orgasm, his eyes widened and drank in the sight of her incredible breasts on such stupendous display.

When she looked up at him, he tore his eyes away from her mesmerizing breasts to see her wearing a satisfied and somewhat devilish expression.  She licked her lips and chuckled.

James groaned and closed his eyes as his prick protested the sexy vision kneeling in front of him.

He could hear her moving, and felt her fingertips on his hip as she stood up next to him.  He opened his eyes to see her smiling at him.

“Thank you for being nice even though Dad is a dick,” she said.

“Thank you,” he countered.

She giggled and glanced down and away for a moment.  Then she reached up and caressed his cheek.  “I’m going to go dry off and get dressed.  I’ll meet you in the front.”

James gave a weak nod.  Despite the vehement objections from his sensitive cock, his eyes followed her as she sauntered out of the shower.  Her ass looked even more tremendous bare than it had sheathed in skin-tight lycra.

Still weak-kneed, he turned around, braced a hand against the wall, and managed to turn the water off after a couple of fumbles.  He warily crossed the wet and slippery floor, grabbed his towel from the bench nearest the showers, and sat down heavily.

It took a little more time than usual, but he managed to dry himself off and get dressed in clean clothes.  After a deep breath and a little mental preparation, he walked toward the front of the gym with his bag slung over his shoulder.

Amy was sitting on a weight bench near the door and typing away on her phone.  She was wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt that were nearly as tight and revealing as her workout clothes.  She smiled and put her phone away as he approached.

“You know, I like it here better than the gym down on College Square.  Everything’s cleaner.  I think I might have to start coming here instead.”

“Well, your membership is good at all your father’s gyms,” James responded cautiously.

“I always work out at night.  How often do you close?”

“Every night, since that’s when I do my workout.”

“I’ll try not to be so late next time.  If it happens, I’ll find some way to make it up to you.”  Her soft smile turned just a touch wicked as she said that.

Mindful of the cameras that were still running in this part of the gym, he nodded and tried to keep a straight face.

“I have a friend who needs me to come rescue her from a bad date tonight, but I might just be in tomorrow.”

“Good luck,” James said.

Amy wiggled her fingers in a wave, twitched her eyebrows, and turned toward the door.

James switched off the last couple of lights, and then followed her out.  As she backed out of her parking spot, he thought, I would be so dead.

That was immediately followed by another.  But what a way to go.