After my divorce, it became more important for me to work out and take better care of myself.

At first it was simply a diversion to the sadness of the loss of my husband through the divorce. I was lonely and it was very difficult to start a new life without him. I worked out relentlessly to numb myself to the sadness I felt. Other times, I found myself pounding on the treadmill trying to get through the anger that had built up toward my soon to be ex husband for leaving me. It was never really clear what happened between us. All I knew was that my days at the gym were the only thing that I had control over. Several months went by and I hit a plateau, I was no longer making any physical gains or accomplishments and I knew it was time to call in the experts to help me build some lean muscle mass and accomplish my goals. Dirk was soft placeigned to be my new personal trainer. I was put off at first because I was intimidated by his rugged good looks, tan hard body and chisled facial features.

He was so self soft placeured and I was nervous around him. I was actually hoping for a female trainer so that I could not be distracted by the testosterone that seemed to fuel the gym. It had been so long since I'd been with a man, that the mere sight of a hot body took my breath away. I would just push it out of my mind and focus on my fitness goals. They say when you begin to work out that it increases you desire for sex. I am here to tell you it is true.

It took only two sessions with Dirk for me to leave him begging for more. The fantasy was recurrent and I couldn't wait for our next session together. He smelled so incredibly sexy and I found myself competing with myself to impress him with each rep and set of weights I lifted. I think that Dirk sensed my desperation for some male touch. The last session we had, he came up behind me and he helped me with the proper positioning of my hands on the bar bell, his hard body pressed against my back from behind. I instinctively pushed my butt backward against his crotch and I felt a little jump in his pants as I pushed firmly against him.

I couldn't help myself and I felt a flush rise within me as I realized what I had done but could not control myself from doing.

It must not have bothered Dirk, because he pushed back and pressed himself into me and held himself there...

but not long enough for my satisfaction. During our training sessions, I had confided in Dirk that I was going through a divorce. It must have shown in my eyse that I was lonely and desperate for some male companionship.

It had been nearly a year since my husband and I had last had sex.

Even then it wasn't very satisfying.

I longed for a man with a hard body to bring me to the edge and help push me over. I knew Dirk just might be the one. The Naughtiest Nurse You'll Ever Know... xoxoxoxoxoxoxo, N.

N.