by Jimp based on an idea by Karate2hose

It’s half 6 and I take my seat on the train out to the gym. Rush hour is tailing off and I find myself in a row of 3 that faces another. Before the train pulls off an attractive blonde business woman sits down opposite. Without even a glance of acknowledgement she pulls out her smart phone and focuses on it. It’s hard to ignore her as the seats are so close that our knees are practically touching. Also she’s wearing an eye catching bright red business jacket with a very wide neck with the first button beneath a nice looking bust. Beneath the lower part of the gap between the lapels peeks a lacy black top which obscures any hint of bosom. A matching knee-length red skirt slides up as she sits showing sheer tan nylon from above the knees down quite long shins to her feet which are clad in chic black high-heeled shoes.

A cut above me, blonde and beautiful and just a tad intimidating, the woman is startlingly good looking with golden blonde hair with a low fringe softly hugging a broad heart shaped face before tumbling in stylish curls past her shoulders. Her eyes are appealing fully showing off brilliant blue irises and enhanced with a subtle touch of mascara and eye-shadow. These sit beneath slim arched eyebrows almost hidden beneath her floppy fringe and peer out over a slim cutely turned up nose with sleek nostrils. Beneath this was a nice medium-sized mouth with a touch of pink lipstick. She looked elegant and sophisticated with a light golden healthy looking tan to top it all off. A graceful necklace adorns her sleek neck with glimpses of discrete earrings beneath those curls whenever she moved her head. She kept blanking me with cold indifference in that smug manner of beautiful classy women to ordinary guys like me then breaking into a wide smile that pushed up her high cheekbones and showed a few lines around her low narrow chin before looking down at her phone and texting. The beautiful blonde kept doing that a lot and it made me uncomfortable. I know that this is going to sound silly but it almost felt like she was sharing a private joke about me.

He’s here Sofia. Keeps eyeing me up. He’s young enough to be my son. What a perv!

She really was quite stunning to look at with her big blue eyes, exquisite features and glossed lips yet clearly older than me. I’m not very good guessing a woman’s age, but I would say late 30’s. A very pleasing figure shows beneath her business jacket with the skirt clinging to nicely curved hips. We make brief eye contact and I’m hooked with this beautiful sophisticated blonde with wonderful blue eyes and a wide smile. Long legs cross elegantly and in the narrow confine I notice the thick hard diamond shape on the side of her calves. Every now and then they flex while I try to watch discreetly. Although older than me she really is quite stunning and I can’t help watching. She keeps smiling to herself in an unnerving manner then getting out her phone and texting then smiling some more.

The kid can’t keep his eyes off me. This is so easy.

The blonde is slightly thicker than slim but with a perfect hour-glass figure that is a tonic for the eyes. Her long legs are thick and shapely and the way those big solid calves keep flexing and relaxing drives me to distraction. Again the elegant woman unnerves me by breaking into a smile then texting.

You should see the way his eyes go wide whenever I flex my calves. It’s hilarious. Got him hook, line and sinker.

Make the little brat squirm Steph.

I’m going to get him hot and bothered. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help myself.

Go for it Steph. Make him cream himself!

LOL

The stylish chic blonde stretched out her calves towards me brushing up against mine in the narrow confine. Wow they are stunning, the sheen of the tan tights make them really sexy. The calves are beautiful, thick deep and wide with shapely diamonds of muscle. Oh I’m so sorry she says with a smile but her sexy legs linger in contact for just a moment too long. Is this hot older woman coming on to me?. There was a rasp of nylon sliding against nylon as she crossed one long leg over the other. The calf of the leg on top stretched long, deep and shapely like half a tear-drop shape. So beautiful. The calf of the leg upon which the other was resting was thick and dense with a sharp downward pointing muscle head when looked at from the side. The hem of her skirt had ridden up and was showing a phenomenal long length of thigh sheathed in tan nylons. High quality nylons by the look of them. I can’t help noticing a dark band of nylon at the top of her thigh just peaking out from beneath her skirt. I keep staring wondering whether she is wearing stockings or tights until she pulls the hem down and I am embarrassed knowing that she caught me looking. The beautiful blonde smiled to herself again then got out her phone.

He’s practically drooling, trying to look up my skirt. What a jerk!

With one leg still hooked around the other she stretched out her lower leg again. PHOAR! My eyes drank in those beautiful long thick thighs and sensationally shaped calves. She broke into another smile so wide that for a moment I thought she was going to break out laughing.

He’s got a blooming hard on! His trousers have gone very stiff in the crotch area.

Travelling home from work? I don’t usually chat up older women but this beauty was giving me the hots. She looked up from her phone. Man she is beautiful and elegant. Yes I’m a business manager in the city Her voice was cultured, soft with beautifully accented tones pouring like honey. She fell silent not wanting to prolong the conversation. I’m Gerald. I manage a fighting gym in the suburbs. A bored yawn before she looked at me as if I wasn’t good enough for her. Madame Stephanie. A manager, really? How old are you? Eighteen? she was very condescending. 21 actually and it’s a very successful business I replied trying not to get offended. She began to look away but I really wanted to pull this bird treating it as a challenge.

He’s trying to chat me up. Thinks he’s really it. Pathetic creep

Make him work for it Steph

LOL

It’s for male professional fighters Her pretty face showed a hint of disapproval. No women? How sexist No I chuckled I’d love to have women in the gym but they are too much of a distraction Like you and your hot flexing calves I thought to myself. Her legs shifted before crossing the other way around, my eyes drawn to the sensual movement of her tight skirt. We mainly train in MMA and kick-boxing which are too tough and physical for most women I added. A brief flicker of indignation crossed her face. What about French Savate? she asked. No, that’s old fashioned I laughed. Oh? she said with a look of disapproval Where’s your patriotism? This is the 21st century darling. We are now part of Europe. Savate is too old fashioned. Professional fights are too regulated. There’s only 4 kicks and 4 punches allowed I laugh dismissively. Only foot kicks are allowed unlike some systems which allow the use of the knees or shins. Very limited for real combat. Oh she sighs with a look of boredom and goes back to her phone with an amused expression.

He’s barely 20 and lecturing me about Savate being old fashioned and limited.

What a jerk!

He is so muscle-bound it is a wonder he can walk let alone fight.

Men think with their dicks.

I’d like to show him some Savate de rue.

Yeah right in the nuts

LOL

The train stops and a load of passengers get off leaving me alone with the gorgeous blonde in the row where we sit. She avoids looking at me, blanking me. I try to ignore her but with her sexy long crossed legs pressing against mine and her ravishing looks it is impossible. As she continues to smile enigmatically I am left frustrated at being unable to pull this hot woman.

You should see his face, he’s so hungry for it

Is his tongue hanging out panting?

More or less

LOL

The train slows down to enter my station so I stand and collect my gym bag from the overhead rack then move towards the doors. To my surprise the glamorous blonde gets up from her seat and walks towards my position. Man, I didn’t realise that she was so tall when seated. She’s at least 6 foot to my 5 foot 8. Despite her height, her long shapely body was in perfect proportion with her height with breath-taking long legs under a tight knee-length pencil skirt. Her long golden hair cascaded in elegant coiffured curls past her shoulders yet she refused to even glance at me. Her face is set in that ‘I know you are staring but I’m totally blanking you because I’m so hot and you know it’ look that beautiful women have.

The doors open and the leggy blonde gets off before me. I follow on behind as she walks along the platform appreciating her hour-glass figure from the back. I feel some satisfaction that her backside is not small and pert but more ample although still nice to look at. My attention is mainly on her calves which with her high heels flex from firm sexy curves like a punch ball into prominent jutting slabs of hard arrow shapes. PHROAR! I like a girl with nicely muscled calves and this arrogant babe had it all. They were beautifully muscled calves yet still feminine enough to be incredibly sexy. Although she was walking a lot slower than I was used to, I was content to hang close behind to enjoy those calves flex and wane. As she climbed the stairs to the exit, my eyes were level with her calves as they exploded into sharp edged pointed spear-shapes of hard muscle. ORRRR! What a sight. She climbed the steps slowly yet I was more than happy to stay close and enjoy the view. ORRRR by the time we reached the top I had a really hard stiffy and wanted this woman more than ever. Er excuse me Madame Stephanie I spoke up. She looked over her shoulder with a wide smile as if she had been expecting it. Why don’t you come and see the gym. We can go in my Porsche then go for a meal. A Porsche. Why sure she practically purred in such a seductive voice my dick lurched up and down with pure lust.

I led her to my babe-magnet in the station car park unable to stop looking at her sexy long legs as she sat next to me in the passenger seat. You’ve obviously done well for yourself she purrs seductively. Yeah, my guys are rising professionals and bring in a lot of money in sponsorship As long as it’s not something dodgy like prostitution using illegal immigrants she joked with another of those smiles. I found myself sweating. No no I replied. Fortunately I could tell that she was impressed by the car, all the girls are, and was confident of getting some action tonight. Little did I know then that it wasn’t the action that I was expecting. After a short but exhilarating high-speed through the streets, we arrived at the gym. Parking in the underground lock-up, we entered.

The guys were there sparring or working out, all stripped down to their speedos. We are really big men, all massive bulging biceps, hairy pecs, deep cut 8 pack abs and huge powerful quads. We’re the types of men that like to make you feel inadequate. We’ve much bigger muscles than you, far superior fighters and really well-hung. Your wife or girl-friend will pant in open lust at the sight of us and will leave you to blow us off. If she’s good looking we’ll bang her too. It’s no wonder that Madame Stephanie was eyeing up the guys with her breathing getting heavy. Of course all eyes turn to the tall hot blonde by my side making me feel smug as I let them know that I was going to get some and they weren’t. It’s alright, get back to your workout. I’m just going to my office in the back for a bit. I gave a knowing wink.

All of a sudden the lovely woman twisted away from me and walked to the centre of the gym watched on all sides by men with hungry eyes. She has a surprisingly tough look upon her face for one so gorgeous. When she speaks it is with a strident demanding tone wrapped in a velvet glove of her sexy accent and a look of pure arrogance. I want to know where to find ‘The Moroccan’ and you are going to tell me. I saw red. What the heck is this? Who are you? How dare you trick me into bringing you here so you can ask questions about our members. I was fuming that this hot bird had played me along. Her blue eyes bore in mine from atop her sleek elegant nose. Man she was breath-taking when she stared right at you. My heart pounded and my tongue got tied up in my mouth. Don’t deny knowing ‘The Moroccan’ he has been seen here. Who are you lady? Are you a cop? Oh you poor boy. All those blows to your head give you memory problems she mocked with a sneer. I’ll tell you again and for the last time. I am Madame Stephanie but you all will call me Mistress That caused gasps of disbelief followed by sniggers. And no, I am not with the Gendarme. I pushed back my broad shoulders, puffed out my chest and stretched myself to my full height. Well Madame la-di-da you can pack your snooty attitude and walk right out of that door because we do not give out personal information about our members to every broad that comes asking. Now get out because I before I chuck you out I don’t normally speak to women like that especially really attractive ones but I was hurt at the way she fooled me.

Brazenly the elegant blonde ignored me. Just tell me what I need to know and none of you will get hurt WTF! Are you crazy woman? We are professional fighters, dangerous men. We don’t muck around. Now get out before because the way I’m feeling I might just give you a demonstration you won’t like And I am a dangerous woman. A trained feminine athlete. Remember the female of the species is deadlier than the male she said with such cool arrogance that it made me snap. I ripped off my tank top to reveal my massive powerful chest and arms then stripped down to my briefs and hit a most-muscular. I felt exhilarated as my massive muscles rippled and bulged, certain she would melt into a lust-crazed moaning slut. Instead her face remained icy-cold and the corner of her lip curled into a sneer And you really think women fancy a freakish body like that do you?.

She must be a lesbian or something, the snobby-nosed bitch! Right. Get out in five seconds or I’ll use your pretty face as a punch-bag. Five I raised my fists only intending to scare her. The other guys crowd around pumping up their massive bodies, a wall of top-class beefcake to intimidate her. The classy woman with the startling blue eyes and exquisite features looked down her sleek nose at me with no sign of concern. Let me just make myself a bit more comfortable her sexy accented voice purred. To my surprise the haughty stunner unbuttons her bright red jacket and throws it with accurate aim to a nearby stool, her wide eyes never dropping their gaze from me as she did it. With her eyes upon me, I can’t help my gaze dropping to a lacy black top that leaves most of her shoulders bare and is sheer enough to give a tantalising glimpse of a good sized pair of firm well-rounded breasts beneath. Orrrr! She has a perfect hour-glass figure with broad shoulders sloping inwards along the long length of her torso to a small waist that curved back out to nicely rounded hips. The side-view was just as impressive with a firm generous bust and nicely rounded backside. It was the kind of figure that got any red-blooded male hot and bothered.