An Encounter

Mallory paused at the door to the gym, leaning against the door jam to get a good look at Danny who was laying across a bench, carefully lifting. She frowned as she realized he didn't have a spotter. She glanced around the room and noticed that no one else was around. She hadn't seen anyone on the way in and knew that the door had locked behind her; no one else would come in this late. Danny had been working the swing shift for about three weeks and she hadn't seen much of him during that time because of their schedules, but she had known he would be at the gym, relaxing after he got off work. Now she grinned as she realized they were all alone.

She watched him for a few more minutes, enjoying the play of muscles as he smoothly lifted the weights. He was clearly in his own head space, unaware of his surroundings. He was clad in a guinea tee and black sweat pants; a dirty beat up pair of sneakers on his feet. She didn't want to startle him and cause him to drop the weights, but she did want to surprise him a little. She glanced around again to make certain they were alone, then crossed the room to him as he replaced the bar in the pins and rubbed a hand over his face. He lay on the bench, breathing easily, but making no move to sit up. He was right where she wanted him.

Crossing the room quickly before he could sit up, she straddled his body. When he jerked beneath her, she settled her hands on his chest and soothed, "It's me, Danny, easy."

His eyes popped open and he stared up at her, pleasure quickly replacing the shock that had first appeared in the blue depths. "This is a pleasant surprise," he responded as his body relaxed beneath hers. "Do I want to know how you got in here?" He knew that after hours the door was locked by a keypad and only those who knew the code could gain admittance.

Mallory smiled, running teasing hands across his stomach. "I used to meet Patrick here when I got done with classes. Nice to know Dave hasn't changed the code." She leaned down and kissed him. "I've missed you."

Danny tried to follow her when she pulled back, but was unable to get enough leverage. "I know," he told her. "Phone calls aren't the same, but I should be off swing next week."

"That'll be nice," she murmured, "but don't you have four to midnights next?"

"Unfortunately, but at least I can stop by the store more during the day and I'll have a couple of days off first," he replied.

Mallory nodded as she realized the logic of his statements. "But I miss you right now," she said, idly tracing his pecs. "I don't want to wait until next week."

Danny didn't have his watch on, but he knew he had clocked out at three A.M. and he had probably been working out for close to an hour. "So let me up and we can go to my place. Or yours," he amended when he saw her frown. Mallory shook her head. "No? What'dya mean no?"

"I wasn't kidding when I said I didn't want to wait. I want you. Right here. Right now."

Danny glanced around as much as he was able. "Ah, Mal, we're kinda exposed here."

"No one's here. No one's gonna come in until the gym opens at seven. Please, Danny."

Danny had to admit he was seriously tempted. Their contact while he was on swings had been limited to phone calls and a few snatched kisses when he'd been free enough to swing by her store. He could not deny the reaction in his groin, though he struggled to control himself. He might even manage, if she'd just stop wiggling.

Mallory grinned down at him; she could practically see him weakening. Now she leaned forward and kissed him, before nuzzling along his neck and sucking gently on his earlobe. His groan vibrated her body, doing pleasurable things to her insides. "Please, Danny?" she whispered.

"Jesus, you make it really hard to say no," he replied.

"Then stop saying no. Cause you know you really want to say yes," she responded.

"God, I do," he answered as she resumed sucking on his earlobe. He groaned again and clutched at her hips. "Mal. Mallory," he said in a stronger voice when she didn't answer.

"Mmm?"

As much as he was loath to do it, he pried her off his upper body. She blinked lazily when she was sitting upright again. "Are you sure you shut the outer door tight behind you?"

She nodded. "I pulled on it, made sure the latch engaged, then pushed it. It's locked."

He nodded back at her. "Okay. Then yes."

Mallory grinned gleefully and surveyed him for a moment. "How tired are you?" she asked in concern.

"I slept until just before my shift and we had a pretty uneventful one. Why?"

She ran her hands up under his shirt, drawing a gasp from him. "I just want to make sure I'm not going to completely exhaust you."

"Don't you have to go into the store at nine?" he asked.

She shook her head. "No. Emily's handling it today. I wanted to stay with you until you had to go in. Now shut up and let me seduce you."

He toyed with the edge of her skirt and grinned up at her. "Sorry. Far be it from me to stop you from seducing me. Did you have an actual plan or were you just going to wing it?"

"You're still talking," she pointed out. "And only the fact that I really missed you is keeping me from getting up and walking away right now."

Danny slid his hands up her legs, running his hands along the lace of her panties the stretched across her ass. "Okay. Shutting up now. Do with me as you will. Just don't hurt me."

Mallory laughed as she leaned towards him, causing him to clutch her ass. "You're not as funny as you think you are. Its a good thing you're hot."

Danny started to reply, but was stymied by her tongue in his mouth. Moaning, he accepted the invader and encouraged her to lay her full weight against him. Having accepted that this was going to happen, he allowed his baser instincts to rise up. He could feel himself hardening as she ground herself against him and knew this was going to be fast and dirty. It had been too long since they had had any time together. When she pulled back so they could both gulp in air, he grunted, "Clothes. Off. Now."

She nodded frantically and tugged at his shirt. "Lift up," she instructed.

"Fuck the shirt," he said. "Skirt, panties, sweats, boxers. Just what we need off." He pushed against her. "Lift up and we'll get you ready." Mallory pressed against him, drawing a groan from him and for a minute making him lose coherent thought. Then she slid down his legs and stood up at the end of the bench. Reaching behind her back, she unzipped her skirt. A wiggle of her hips sent it sliding down her legs and she stood before him in just her crop top and black lace panties. She stepped out of the skirt and reached for the waistband on his pants. Lifting his hips, he allowed her to drag them down his legs. Danny reached for her again when his clothes were down around his ankles and drew her over to him. She ran a gentle hand down his erection and he stiffened. "Don't," he warned. "Unless you want this to be over real quick."

"That good, huh?" she asked.

He pulled her leg so that she was straddling him again, pressing up against him with only the thin lace of her panties separating them. She shuddered as the heat of him pressed up against her core. "Too long without you. Too long with only teasing touches," he murmured as he pulled her down to kiss her. She moaned as he ran his hands across her ass, pushing her tighter against him, grinding her into him. While he held her down with one hand, the other crept between their bodies and fondled her breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples gently. Finally he tore his mouth away from hers. "I can't hold on much longer," he pointed out. "Are you ready for me?"

"Yes. God, please," she demanded. She lifted up, preparing to pull away long enough to slip off her underwear, but he stopped her with hands on her hips. She looked at him in lust-clouded confusion as he reached for the edges of her panties and tugged. A second harder pull resulted in a tearing sound and a third ripped them away from her body. "Danny!" she gasped. "I need those!"

Danny grinned, the half-smile that had girls turning to look at him and wondering what would happen when he got his hands on them. "Not right now you don't," he replied. He guided her forward again, sinking into her as she moved. When she had finally taken him as deep as she was able, he released her upper body and allowed her to rise up above him. Looking up at her as she wiggled herself into a better position, he tensed. "Don't wiggle around too much," he cautioned.

Mallory grinned saucily, reaching down to where their bodies were joined, and pinching the base of his cock. He whined as he felt the tension ease a bit. "Too much of a good thing?" she asked.

"You are never too much," he swore fervently.

"Aw, you say the sweetest things when you're horny."

He lifted his hips towards her, trying to encourage her to move. "Would you rather sweet or dirty? Which will get you to do something?"

"You gonna go off like a rocket if I shift or do you have yourself under control?" she replied.

Danny took stock of himself, feeling the tight clench of her body around his and realized that he wasn't as ready to come as he had been. He knew they both wanted to take the edge off, but it wouldn't satisfy him if she didn't get some pleasure, too. Instead of answering her verbally, he reached between them and pressed his thumb against her clit. When she responded with a low-throated moan and rocked against him, he repeated the motion. "Come on, babe," he encouraged huskily. "Ride me. Ride me hard." She braced her hands on his shoulders and began to move, setting the motion so that when she rocked her hips forward, he rose up to meet her and pressed his thumb against her. He groaned as they quickly found the right rhythm to meet each other. Her knees gripped his hips, the bench having just enough room for them to fit beside him and he was glad because he didn't think they would have been able to do this otherwise. He reached up with his other hand and drew her head down, craning his neck to meet her in a kiss. It was awkward, but he held it as long as he could. When his head dropped back onto the platform, he lifted his hips, driving himself harder into her. "Soon," he gasped out. Mallory lifted up, allowing him to actually push himself deeper into her. When she came back down, he felt her begin to tighten as she came. The feel of her around him caused a tingling in the base of his spine. As he slammed up into her again, he let himself go.

She slumped against him as she finished, panting lightly, and he grabbed her before they could tilt sideways and fall off the bench. Wrapping his arms around, he grinned as she snuggled up to him. He stroked a gentle hand lazily up and down her back for a few minutes. When he thought she was going to drift off, he jostled her. "Mal, we need to get up. I don't think either of us wants Dave to find us."

"Five more minutes," she mumbled.

He laughed softly. "All the minutes you want if you come home with me."

"Not moving," she grumbled.

"Mallory, babe, I'd rather not share your bare ass with who ever decides to use the gym this morning so up and off me, before I dump you on your shapely little behind."

Mallory huffed, but sat up finally, glaring at Danny. The look of her, sex-rumpled and annoyed, was almost enough for him to tell her never mind and he'd deal with the fall out of being caught half-naked on the gym mats, but she picked that moment to slide off him. "Love your post-coital attitude," she told him.

Danny sat up and reached for his pants as she searched for her skirt. "I'll take you home and cuddle you as much as you want, Mal." He reached out and tugged her towards him, settling her between his legs. "I didn't want you to move, sweetie, but I also would rather not share with the world what you look like after I've had my way with you." He looked up at her. "Okay? I'm not at all mad. I loved what you did. You really blew my mind, among other things, but I'm selfish enough to want you all to myself." He looked up at her until she leaned down and kissed him. "Why don't you get dressed and we'll head back to my place?"

"Yeah about that..." Mallory held up the scraps of her panties. "What are you intending for me to wear under my skirt?"

Danny grinned as he handed her the skirt from where it lay on the floor. "Um, I wasn't really thinking about it at the time. Did you not like it?"

She slid the skirt on, zipping it up as she considered the question. "It was hot," she answered finally. "Very macho." She picked up the panties again. "But very annoying now." She shook them at him. "And this was one of my favorite pairs!"

He slung an arm around her shoulders as she lowered her hand. "So I'll buy you a new pair. And I've gotta admit the idea of you walking down the street and me being the only knowing that you are naked under that skirt is definitely turning me on. Come on, let's get out of here."

Mallory swung by the office to grab her jacket while Danny went into the locker room and got his t-shirt and jacket. When he came back out, she was leaning against the wall, waiting for him. She pushed away from it as he approached her and slipped her arms around him. He felt her hand slip into his pocket and then slid down to caress his ass as she kissed him. His hips bucked into her at the motion. "A souvenir," she whispered in his ear as she broke away from him.

He gulped as she pulled away. "So, a cab to my place instead of the subway?" he questioned as they started up the stairs.

She looked back at him. "Why? Are you in a hurry or something?"