The Gym - Sex Stories

The Gym

... to do that!" Grabbing my phone out of my work pants, dialing work, I asked to speak to the manager on duty and then I apologized profusely but it was no luck, I was fired and they wanted me to bring back in my uniform tonight. I hung up the phone and turned to Griffin.

"Well... I was right. I'm canned and the worst part is they want my uniform back right away and the clothes I wore all day today are drenched in sweat." I frowned.

He smiled, "Well none of my clothes will fit you but Morgan usually leaves a change of clothes here. I can go and see if she has anything if you would like."

"Uhh... Yeah... I guess that's better than putting back on the sweaty clothes."

"Okay. I will be right back." He was thankfully now dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, so his cock wasn't out when his crotch passed my face to leave the room. For some reason I took in his musk as he walked by and it turned me on. My cock started to get hard, I took it out of my boxers, into my hand, either my hand had also shrunk or it was just in my head about it getting smaller. Griffin returned while I was still trying to figure things out and a smirk crossed his face. "Sorry, this was all she had." As he handed me a very short red plaid skirt, white tanktop similar to the black one I had worn during the workout and a red lace thong.

"Wait... You expect me to wear the thong as well?!" I asked confused.

"Well this skirt is very short, so it's going to look dumb with boxers sticking out, ...

... I'm pretty sure your boxers are longer than the skirt especially with how they are sagging off your body." He laughed a little as he finished talking. "So it's either this or put back on the sweaty clothes."

I placed the outfit down that he had given me, as soon as I touched the clothes I worked out in, I instantly knew they were way too wet to even consider putting them back on. I stood up, slid my boxers down my legs and put on the thong first, feeling the material go between my butt cheeks was an odd feeling... not bad just odd. The soft lace felt so good on my cock, much better than the boxers I had just taken off, that I felt my cock start to harden. I hastily pulled up the skirt and then the tanktop over my head.

Griffin whistled like a construction man to a passing lady and then he held up a razor, "Almost perfect but you should really shave your legs. Looks weird to have hairy legs with your outfit." He smiled warmly.

I wasn't sure what it was but I knew he was right. I took the razor from him, headed to the shower area, finding some shaving cream and proceeded to shave my legs and also decided to shave off all other hair that was on my body. Once I was done and had them rinsed off, I started to walk back to him. My silky smooth legs felt so good rubbing against each other as I walked. I noticed my hips has started to naturally sway changing how I normally walked. After I came back into view, Griffin was handing an unlabeled bottle of lotion and told me to put ...