Kelly loved going to the gym. The smell, the sounds — it always made her horny. She had big plans for the steam room behind the ladies locker room, and tonight was the night to put them in action.
She had been working on some of the regulars for weeks, wearing revealing leotards, bending over just the right way, catching eyes, letting her hand brush her breasts as she patted sweat from her neck. Once one of the guys seemed interested enough, she went in for the attack. Finding the right moment, when she was hot and glowing and he was grunting on a weightlifting machine, watching her out of the corner of his eye, she made her way over to him and leaned in to whisper in his ear. A time. A date. If he seemed put off, she laughed as if it were a joke. If his eyes glowed in recognition, she winked and walked away, knowing he would be there.
Her collection now included seven of these men, carefully chosen. Tonight she would reap her harvest.
She entered the gym and crossed through the lobby to the ladies locker room, found her locker and started changing her clothes. A different outfit tonight — no leotard or workout shorts this time, just a towel, and only for a moment. Lastly she pulled from her purse a small vial with clear liquid inside.
She locked everything up and headed straight for the steam room. The door had no lock but she knew that tonight was a slow night at the gym so she was unlikely to be disturbed. She hung her towel on a hook outside and entered the foggy air inside. The blue tiled floor and walls were indistinct through the thick air, and the heat was heavy in her throat. It was a large room with tiled bench areas all around the edge. On one end the bench was two levels high. From the door she couldn’t see the other side of the room through the thick mist.
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