I awoke fairly early Saturday morning, got dressed and headed off for a day in the gym what I refer to as the Meat Market of the Millennium. My trainer had arrived an hour before me and spent our whole session telling me about his man problems. After my work out and about an hour on the treadmill I slipped my suit on and headed for the whirlpool. I loved going to the gym early because I knew the swinging singles didn't actually arrive until later in the afternoon and I would have the whole gym to myself. I set the whirlpool and slid in with my Walkman still on relaxing to some Jill Scott. As I drifted off into relaxation I felt a hand on my leg and opened my eyes I had realized that someone had come in. I opened my eyes and saw Anthony looking right in my face. I also intentionally went to the gym early to avoid him because I knew he had to get up in the morning to care for his twins and didn't hit the gym until his girl got back from work in the afternoon. He told me that he missed me and he wanted to show me how much, before I could even respond his head went under water and his tongue was between my legs. I didn't know a person could hold their breath underwater for so long but then again he was ex-Navy and had me cumming in two minutes flat but was still underwater trying for another, I thought he had drowned. When he came back up for air I finally responded with a good morning to you too as his tongue reach in my mouth to massage the back of my throat. As much of Black History he truly was I missed the hook of his dick and he got me in the mood for some more. I got up and took my headphones off. He got out of the water with a bulge so big in his bright red Nautica shorts I thought they would rip down the middle. He followed me into the Sauna where I proceeded to turn the sign to occupied and close the curtain. Thankfully enough it was early and the temperature was not as hot as it usually was in there. I laid my towel down on the bench and removed my suit; I asked him if he missed this phat pussy and he told me he wanted to show me just how much. He sat on the bench below me and lifted my legs so they were straddled over his shoulders and his face was directly in line with my pussy. I grabbed a handful of his curly hair and forced it into my eagerly awaiting pussy. He sucked me off like a true soldier as I gave him orders as to how I liked it slapping him on his head or pulling his hair if he disobeyed my commands. As I exploded I whispered for him to drink it up, every damn drop or he wasn't getting any of this pussy. He obliged and the excitement from my demands made his dick begin to pulsate. I told him to stand in front of me as I sat up on the bench above. I was right in front of him with his one eye looking back at my two causing me to have a cross-eyed effect. I slid my wet legs open and lay back on the bench, the thing I liked most about Ant was that he was a minute man so even if someone knocked on the door by the time they knocked again he would be finished. He had maybe four good strokes in him and I knew what he liked so I started playing with my clit and licking my full glossed lips. I asked him if he was going to give me some of that big Haitian dick that I've been missing for so long since he had gotten me so wet. I was right, he thrust his dick inside me and for the first stroke I told him to fuck me good, the second stroke I told him how good his big Haitian dick felt inside me, third stroke I grabbed his back and pulled him toward me with my nails digging into his back and the last stroke I kissed him passionately and he pulled out squirting his milk all over my nipples and stomach with tears of sweat in his eyes. I showered, dressed and left before he came out of the locker room. My trainer was at the front desk and motioned with a shame shame shame with his fingers as I left the gym. He told me that I would have to give him all of the details next weekend. I told him to trust me there was not much to tell. I had gotten mine, twice and I guess that was all that mattered. 1