I did well as a voyeur.

Sabrina was the newest employee of the academy, she arrived 40 days ago, and we were all already drooling over her. I think the manager of that branch of the academy, when she hired her, certainly thought of the lure that she would be such a woman. Blonde, big mouth and fleshy, very tanned and the body was simply the best we had ever seen (and look, as instructors, our experience in well-made bodies was great). She was radical in nutrition and training, so it was all about the body and beauty (skin, hair and so on). She was also very elitist, she only talked about ballads and trips tops and celebrities that she said she knew. She was like an instructor (didn't even need the work) and, if it was noticeable, she had a lot of anger with the students.
At the last hour of a Friday night last month she was crazy to go out, she was on the phone right away only to arrange with her friends. Only that I would leave an hour earlier and she would stay there, to do the closing. Then she came with some chatter that she was afraid of being there alone and asked if I could stay at least half an hour more. She said yes. Here comes our looser student. A skinny guy and all dressed up as a bandit, always came with the same bermuda and shirt, smelled bad and looked like you were always very crazy. I wanted to see that. Sabrina all hurried and a guy of those ! He went straight to talk to her, ordered her to explain the exercises, always talking loudly and arrogantly. He left the heavy ones playing divine and stayed hard on Sabrina's ass (which was round and hard).
I stayed for more than half an hour and went to tell Sabrina that I was leaving, she waved that everything was fine and I left, but after 15 minutes I had to go back because I had forgotten a paper that I had to present to the faculty. I noticed that some of the lights in the gym were off and only the back were on, I thought it was strange. I went in, and I saw that there was no one in the equipment area. Further down, in the corridor that led to a room where our obsolete materials and equipment were, in the thrown clothes, I approached, I saw that they were from Sabrina. They were wrapped up and I even noticed a pink tango-type shoe (with children's drawings) that left me breathless. I thought she was changing and left the clothes on the floor. I heard some sounds and murmurs coming from the bar and when I came out the door I saw Sabrina kissing her hands on the tail of that crazy son of a bitch who was riding on top of that delicious little piggy ass.
I found a strategic position and stood there, dazzled by the dedication of Sabrina who kissed and licked the subject, full of saliva and all teased. He delighted: Ah vagabond, all perfumed and drooling on the little nigger here, no.... Ah, I'll shove your bourgeois little finger in here, dirty fucking bitch... turn this bundle to me... that! She turned her back and sat on his face, he put his tongue out and she rubbed her bucket on him and moaned: aiiii little love, fuck me go, ui I love a roll of nigger... He sits, comfortable and she punching a good old lady and with that ass perfect for him. He was just too much like the body of Sabrina, nothing less, crazy... Ah little finger that always looks at the little nigger here... he always lets the little nigger laugh at her... I can't see the people who come here because he's a lucky redneck.
Aiiii delay ! she turned around again and sat down with pleasure, rode being grabbed by the waist and sucking the fingers of the right hand, one by one, with that beautiful mouth. Uiiii buries more in me, without pity my little cat, go, go... He shouted: take your piranha... crazy fuck... now turn the rabbi over here... will learn not to provoke more, is thinking what, he would be rolling in front of me there in class and I was not going to do anything.... Aiii no love, I was just playing... aiii you can eat my tail, but do not put too hard, no... She sat down on a table full of dust and lifted the hip... he sucked, spat on the knee and kicked with a smile... She cried with the voice of pain of a robber.. Ahhh he was throwing a lamp at me, my little cat, tearing my face... aiiiii, he gave me everything on her face... and after a long time, he was very happy, even with five bombs and a drink, he spent all the time, without a drink, and a cigarette, and a cigarette, and then a cigarette, all the time, he was very happy.
I fell for the real thing and left in a hurry without picking up my work, so I decided to stop by a bar and think a little bit about what I saw.