Part Three The gym was unusually quiet for a Sunday afternoon, so I took my time with my work out whilst eyeing up potential guys I could have fun with. Just as I got to my beloved treadmill I saw him. John had just appeared from behind a punchbag. He looked like a god. Tight tank that showed off his defined biceps that were glistening with sweat from his work out. He was glorious. I quickly looked away and jumped on the treadmill as not to catch his eye. I set the time for 45mins, hoping the added time would help get my mind off him. I put my headphones in, turned the volume up and wished for the best.At first it was easy; figuring out a pace and upping the gradient so I was pushing myself. I was on to a winner then my mind started to wonder as I settled into my stride. My god he looks unbelievably good. I wonder what he looks like without anything on at all? Maybe if I accidentally walk into the male changing rooms whilst he is in there. Alone. It would be rude not to say hello as he had made a beeline for me earlier. I could offer a helping hand while he changes. Helping him out of his sweaty top, running my hands across his chest as I look up to him asking he if needs someone to scrub his back in the shower. Felling his breathe change rhythm as I move in closer to lick the sweat that's about to drip down his neck...... All of a sudden the treadmill stopped and I came to an abrupt holt, almost falling over in the process. To avoid embarrassment I jumped off and stretched before heading to grab my bag and leave. 'That's my girl. Fantasising about a guy you hardy know. I have taught you well.' Andy said with a smile on his face.'Trust you to think of it like that.' I laughed. 'He is my friends fella. It's just wrong. You know what I'm like. If I want something, I go for it and end up getting it.' 'And this is bad thing?' He replied. As much as I loved Andy, he would never understand the social boundaries of not going after friends partners. This was a man that believed that any hole was a goal. Andy Smith-Pig. He was my pig though. After listening to him go on about how I hadn't had sex for a month (which was a #lifetime to him) and how God wouldn't want me to go unsatisfied he finally stopped for breathe. I had the perfect opportunity to explain. 'My darling Andrew. As much as I love you, you need to look at this from my point of view. I have just moved and don't have a lot of friends. Why would I ruin a friendship by fucking her boyfriend and making a lot of enemies?! Yes he might be as hot as hell and I really want to know what turns him on and how it feels to have him push me against a wall, kiss me deeply and'. I stopped myself before I went too far. He was quick to reply. 'As your best friend I say this with love. You need to get fucked and you need to get fucked pretty soon. I will even do you myself if needs be. Might have to put a bag over your head as it'd be like I was doing my sister. But for you I would happily do it.' 'As creepy as that just sounded I will give it a miss. But thanks for the offer. I'll talk to you later. I need to shower as I feel unclean after hearing you say that.' Andy sighed. "Oh well the offer is there if you can't find someone. Laters B. I miss you. GET FUCKED' With that I put the phone down and nipped into the shower. I felt much better after my shower, yet I couldn't help wondering if Andy was right. Do I need to get fucked? Maybe these feelings came to surface as I was frustrated and need to have some fun. If I got rid of the frustration maybe my thoughts about John would disappear. What's the harm in trying. Luckily I have Kyle who is always available to help me out. 20 mins my place? Kyle: only if you don't wear underwear Twenty minutes exactly had passed, me with no underwear on as instructed and Kyle knocks on my front door. I let him in and within seconds of shutting the door I am being picked up and thrown on the kitchen table. He kisses me roughly, shoving his hands through my hair tugging slightly. He knows I like it a little rough. He breaks away from my mouth and makes his way down my neck. He reaches my nipple and sucks on them over my vest. They harden almost instantly. He cups my breast with his hand, frees my breast and tongues at my hard nipple making me wriggle from the sheer pleasure. I move his other hand from my hair to my mouth. I lick and suck two of his fingers and moan with pleasure. He bites my nipple which makes me scream out. He knows exactly how my body works. I remove slide off the table, kiss him passionately and bite him lower lip and hum at the same time. Making him moan in return. I move him effortlessly towards the sofa and push him down before straddling him. He takes my breast into his mouth again, I quickly look at him and he knows it my time. I remove my top and throw it on the floor, walking back I caressed both my breasts and move my hands down to my shorts. I wriggle out of them and kick them across the room. I make Kyle watch as I rub my clitorus, moaning and slowly introducing one finger inside myself. Feeling the heat and slickness from my cunt. I can see him getting hard whilst I'm pleasuring myself. He took off his jeans and freeing his swollen dick. He started stroking himself in time with me. Seeing the animal in him look at me as he did, I kneeled down and made my way t him. I grabbed him stroked whilst gently licking the head. His pre cum tasted divine. I took as much as I could with one big gulp. Swirling my tongue around him as I sucked, I could feel him growing harder and harder with every mouthful. When he couldn't take anymore, he pulled me off him by my hair. Looked me in the eye and growled 'over that chair now or I won't fuck you.' Hungry for him to fill me I quickly got to my feet and did as he commanded. He left me waiting for what felt like hours. In one swift movement he slammed into me. I let out a loud groan and he pulled out before doing the same thing repeatedly. God he was good. With every thrust I could feel my orgasm building. I reached down to rub my clip while he pushed my hand away. My pleasure was his job. Not mine. He fucked so hard I came with a loud cry and collapsing onto the back of the chair. Kyle wasn't far behind, with one final thrust he came and cried out with relief.