Unencumbered..

Lena Luthor CEO.. of L-Corp had, had enough. She’d had one of those days where everything, and everyone was more than willing to be difficult.. The simplest things were so hard. A 5 year old could of gotten them done, but today for some reason nothing was going the way Lena had planned..

Calling on her assistant Jess, she slung the folder she had be pursuing through, trying so hard to concentrate on the slightest thing, across her desk.. She was a Luthor after all should she let a shitty day like today stop her from getting things done.. Today yes..

As Jess entered her office notepad in hand, expecting Miss Luthor to lay out, give her some more tasks she was surprised to find her boss telling her she was calling it a day and heading home, requesting that Jess do the same. They had been working so hard of late, the last couple of weeks. They had earned it after all..

Jess didn’t have to be told twice, once they had said their goodbyes, that they would continue on the Monday rested and refreshed. Jess was spinning on her feet practically cantering out of the office, as fast as her heels and dignity, without being to obvious would carry her..

Of course this brought a tiny smirk to Lena’s face. Was she such the tyrant of a boss that at the mere offer of an early Friday had her assistant high tailing it out of the room..

Clearing away the many folders on her desk trying to relax from the day, she found herself struggling to chill the irritations, obsessives of an unfinished day pulsing through her body, needing so desperately to be complete. Something actually seeming to have been gotten done..

She needed to un-wind her body, something to rid the noisy mind, tension in her shoulders and neck..

When she got like this Lena would usually end up with some kind of horrendous headache, unable to fully function, like her brain had been put into some kind of bench vice, constant pressure on her temples, light sensitivity, eyes unable to focus, her only purpose from there on out a dark room and as many painkillers her body could medically take.. A migraine..

Her mind swimming with ideas that she just couldn’t seem to calm, Stowe away.. Like rapids bashing on to the rocks of her mind, noisy with a continuous thrashing, beating at that same boulder. Her brain..

A fly trapped in a jar bashing, pinging over and over, trying to find a surface, a hole, an exit to escape from.. The fly a comparison to her brain, rattling at her skull, ricocheting off of every inch of glass..

Wound up so tightly from not being able to bring a single thought to the surface of her jumbled mind.. One of the cons, if you like of being a genius I guess, forever thinking, over thinking.

So many different scenarios of how she can save the world, cure diseases. Invent environmentally friendly cars, appliances. Remedy starvation, and famine.. Inevitably World peace..!!!.. Some days, like today it was.... Could be mentally exhausting..

Then she remembered Kara.. The Personal trainer, she had done exercise classes with, joining from her local gym and become friends with a few months ago..

Wondering on the off chance that she may be able to fit Lena in for a Personal Session, for maybe a couple of hours.. Something to at least release the tension, lighten her shoulders and mind..

It was a big stretch of course, Kara had a very popular class, many had sought her out in the hopes of losing weight, toning up..

The trainer herself was the epitome of personal advertising.. If you want to look like this, i.e. me, come do this.. She was how you say a towering Goddess of strength and agility..

A steam train of stamina, powering through.. Every part of her body was toned, sculptured, and of course rippling with muscle.. The six pack abs, and the V shape of her hips was a personal favourite of Lena’s..

and dare we mention the flinching of the gorgeous goddesses limbs, everything muscles, each time she did a rep, push up. Those intolerable star jumps Lena absolutely hated doing..

Its just the warm up she says, a warm up.. I’m half dead already, and your telling me this is the warm up..!!!..

and all of this topped of with a gym logo tank top. A sleeveless vest, which only emphasised, showed off Kara’s heavenly structured shoulders, and collar bone. That long neck that looked ever so kissable..

Skin tight exercise leggings, and if she was feeling unintentionally teasing to her students, i.e. Lena. those skin, butt tight. Gnawing at your own fist, orgasmic inducing, on the spot gym shorts.

The ones that whenever Kara bent forward to stretch, would show the slightest hint of the curve of her buttocks. The part where the top of the thigh meets the flesh of your bottom.. Not that Lena had been looking that much of course.. But..!!!

She was also how u say, ever so easy on the eyes.. Kara was absolutely beautiful.. Blonde, occasionally wavy hair. Although for the classes, was worn in a ponytail, but still so glorious..

Her skin was like the light colour of honey, and the CEO.. bet just as ever so sweet to taste. Tanned and soft looking..

She had the bluest of blue eyes, that Lena swore were the colour of ice, a crystal clear ocean, and when she looked at you it almost felt like they would just bore through you, to your very soul, essence..

Have u melting in a quivering puddle of arousal, and if she just happened to bat her eye lids at you.. Oh My Gaw’d.. Ok so yeah Lena had it bad.. Real bad..!!!..

For a while now Kara and the dark haired brunette had become “friends” of some what. They had of late been doing some shameless, if you will flirting with each other during classes, eyes searching for the other as they stretched and bended seductively when touching their toes, if that was at all possible..

The kind that had Lena slowly stroking up along her legs as she stood from touches to the floor. Eyes as high in her lids as she could, watching for Kara’s reactions whilst she did this. Knowing full well what effect it had by now, on her..

Lena had caught Kara looking at her from behind on one such class, the blonde was suppose to be helping another student reach her optimal stretch, and inevitably the floor. Gently pushing at the arched forward back, of said student so she was able to fully touch the ground, palms down..

Lena herself bent over doing the same stretch. Skin tight black leggings, and matching, second skin, like top. Every inch of her curves, taut legs on full display. Dark almost black hair in a ponytail..

Looking up from the ground she had so proudly touched, the brunette found herself looking in the direction of the mirror stretched before them. In front from one side of the wall to the other..

Lena, like most, thought it scandalous how these gyms always seemed to have these massive mirrors in them for all to see themselves, in all their, if like Lena, as she hated them, in all her painful unrelenting glory..

All her what she sometimes felt, especially if she was having one of her frumpy days, her lumps and bumps, on full display, jigging around shamelessly for all to see.. Of course she had none, but that is what it felt like when she first joined the class..

After a few sessions, she like most realised all were in the same boat as her. No-one honestly seemed to care, except for how they themselves looked, and once the class started and you were slogging it out like the rest of the poor souls that surrounded you. Sweat pouring out of your every pore, orifice, nook and cranny. As if you yourself were trudging through to the very pits of hell. Hot and bothered and feeling so un-feminine and manky.

Hades, God of the Underworld himself would have turned u away.. Cerberus he’s 3 headed guard dog smelling u a mile off. Warning he’s master of your impending approach.. You Shall Not Pass..!!!

Which is why Lena, never went to the front row of the class always arriving that little bit earlier than most. She could have that perfect spot near the middle, her mat placed neatly down like she was reserving a sunbed for that sweet sun enveloping bathe.

Making sure above all she had that perfect hidden position just that little bit tucked away, but not enough that she couldn’t be seen..

Lena had looked up from the floor, casual like, casting her eyes upwards from her toe stretch, a slight graceful bounce in her. Palms squishing, moulding into the floor. Lifting her eyes to the mirror, a mirror so damn big, no matter how many people stood in front of you, you would still find yourself..

What she wasn’t expecting was to see Kara gawking at her from behind, although a couple rows back, diagonally from Lena, it was obvious the blonde was staring at her. Well at her butt anyways..

If the brunette didn’t know any better she could of sworn there was drool glistening from the corner of the instructors mouth. Her eyes hypnotized from the gentle jiggle of Lena’s hips buttom. The sway as she just slightly so, bent each knee pushing through the pull of her touches to the ground..

After quickly looking around the class to see if anyone else was witnessing the blondes gaze, Lena shamelessly (but not in her eyes).. slyly, caught the blonde’s attention, eyes to the mirror, signature eyebrow raised, and a huge smirk on her face..

Clearly the instructor liked what she saw.. and Lena made very sure that the blonde saw her, that she had been caught in her peeping..

Kara her face glowing the brightest of reds returned to her class shaking her head from her butt hypnotic doze. Her embarrassment shinning through in her rush to move on to the next stretch. Her fluster showing in her voice hurried and a little rambled..

Lena loved every second of it.. That surge of energy through her entire body knowing that someone, a goddess in structure, as beautiful as Kara is, was interested in her. Even as sweaty, and unpleasant as she clearly, undoubtedly looked, and felt..

If that wasn’t a reason to return to the class the next week, then what was.. The incentive to lose weight, and tone obviously there. But knowing the instructor herself seemed to like you, be drooling over you.. Well..

So return to the class she did, and of course the glances continued.. As the weeks went on the brunette herself too also gawking, and occasionally getting caught peeping as Kara had..

It became like a game of tennis, eyes bouncing, searching for each other across the room. More than occasionally searching for each other in the reflection of the gigantic mirror..

At some point the two of them would have been caught, the obviousness in their staring as the sessions went on, they had each been doing it for so many weeks now. They had gotten sloppy in the hiding, of the flirting. Mesmerized with their looking.. A Shameless slow licking of their lips, as they watched each other..

People were beginning to notice, the little snigger from behind, or to the side.. That evil eyed glare from the odd jealous ones, clearly annoyed that Lena and not them were the object of goddess Kara’s adulation.. Admiration..