It was a new year and my doctor had told me that I needed to get some exercise. It was my first day at the gym and I was feeling self conscious. I walked in and there she was. I had never imagined what was under those loose fitting professional medical garments. It was her command personality and piercing eyes that commanded my obedience. I was memorized with her intensity. She found an entire workout in the rack. I must have been staring for some time. The first thought to lead me astray was wondering if a day spent nuzzling a marble around the lines of definition on her body with my nose would count as a workout. I wasn't even working out and already I was sweating. Her chiseled definition had led my mind to see her there as if she had no clothes at all. I couldn't look away. She was a magnificent sight. I spent some time staring at that solid form, that ass. I had been carried away. She was walking over to me now. Her movements were smooth and fluid. Her eyes drained my ability to move. To speak. I know she had spoken...I was at a loss. It was her eyes that now possessed me. I had forgotten myself. I abandoned myself in preparation to be devoured