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Jeez, Someone's Excited...

Andrea stepped off of the treadmill, taking deep breaths. She tugged her earbuds out of her ears, and took a moment to get her breathing under control while she looked around at the nearly empty gym. It was getting late, so most of the people working out had gone home. She had figured out the exact time to go to the gym so that it was at its emptiest because she didn't like working out around too many people. She could focus when she was alone, and she didn't have to wait for the machines or the treadmill to be free.

While most people at the gym were trying to lose weight or get in shape, Andrea worked out so that she could keep her shape instead. She wasn't exactly chubby, but she wasn't skinny. Instead, she was curvy in all the right places, and she liked that. She knew that guys liked it too, and had noticed that during her workout that evening several guys had given her a second glance while they walked past her, or even stared at her outright, perhaps thinking she wouldn't notice.

For the most part, this didn't bother her. Andrea knew she was attractive. She had dark curly hair, round brown eyes, and a cute little button nose. She knew lots of guys liked the dimples that showed up in her cheeks whenever she smiled, and her busty chest was distracting to any guy who tried to talk to her, but the physical feature that seemed to get the most attention was her ass.

Andrea's ass was, simply put, incredible. It was large yet firm and round, maintaining a perfect jiggle while Andrea was jogging on the treadmill. Her curvy hips gave it an alluring heart shape, and her thick powerful thighs caused her heavy yet toned backside to be pretty much irresistible to anyone who saw it.

And she knew it.

While she ran the treadmill, she kept track of the guys checking her out, glancing every now and then into the wall-spanning mirror to the left of her. She had to admit to herself that she liked the attention, for the most part. Some guys could be creepy, and would stare for a little too long, with those creepy grins on their faces. But other guys were different. They would notice her, and quickly look away, before glancing back at her again, as if to confirm that she was real. Then, after a few seconds of watching her, they would go back to whatever they were doing, seeming to inwardly scold themselves for staring at her. Andrea thought this was adorable.

She felt kind of ashamed that she liked the attention, but something about seeing guys glance at her and knowing they were thinking about her sexually, even when her cut-off top and tight yoga pants were soaked with sweat, made Andrea a little excited.

There isn't anything wrong with a little bit of an exhibitionist streak, thought Andrea as she mopped sweat off of her forehead with her hand and then wiped her hand on her already sweat-stained bottom. She wasn't hurting anyone.

She took a deep breath and walked away from the treadmills, heading towards the stretching area. As she walked, she spotted a guy with short blond hair sitting by one of the machines, browsing through his phone. She had noticed him watching her a few minutes ago as she jogged on the treadmill, her dark curly ponytail bouncing from side to side as her butt jiggled. He had been watching her now too, and quickly looked back at his phone when their eyes met. She smiled to herself.

As she neared the corner where she would do her stretches, her stomach growled menacingly. Andrea stopped, frowning slightly, and placed a hand on her exposed belly. She turned and looked at the distant sign for the girls restroom, but hesitated. She hated it in there, it was never clean, and filled with the constant sound of women explosively emptying their bowels, their stomachs often upset from eating too soon before working out. And they never seemed to flush. Andrea's stomach growled again, emitting a loud and long rumble, and she bit her lip nervously, glancing from the bathroom to the blond haired guy. She looked back in the direction of the bathroom, frowning, and then turned back and walked into the stretching corner.