It's a Friday evening, your designated all-out weightlifting day
You've done some preliminary warmup exercises, you WILL get your PR's today for three key lifts; Squats, Deadlifts and Bench Press
Setting up for the first exercise, you feel two slender arms wrap around your waist
"Did you think you could just leave without inviting me to watch?" Kronii says sardonically
You were nervous about letting Kronii down, but simultaneously felt every fibre of your being urging you to make her proud
"I'm not streaming tonight so I thought I would come and give you some moral support"
Kronii releases her hold and lets you continue setting up
Your squats went swimmingly, and you did an extra 5kg more than you anticipated
The deadlifts were a cut above, 10kg over your last PR
You're in top form, and you expect bench press to be a breeze now
You set up, eager and jittery about your exceptional performance
Lying down in the bench, you begin to push up, but the bar doesn't budge
Strange, you swear this was an easy weight for you so you try again
Nothing
Frustration sets in and you attempt a third push to the same result
Kronii has noticed and comes over, gazing down at you
"Come on, anon!" She cheers, but the fourth try is pointless
"Maybe this will help you". She straddles your lap, your groin against hers
Completely taken aback, you stare at her ample bossom through her thin black sports bra, her sly grin and senusal eyes, combined with a damp, clammy sensation through her gym spats ignited a primal fire from deep within
"Do you want a countdown too" she says playfully, running a finger from your chest down to your abdomen, stopping shy of your engorged soldier standing to attention
You attempt again and you lift it off! The weights feel non-existant as you complete set after set; all the while Kronii is pressing down on your lap, amazed and excited at your strength
You rack the bar above you and immediately feel a wave of aching courses through your upper body
Kronii beams at you from your lap, your crotch seems wetter than before, but the culprit wasn't you
Sitting up, Kronii hugs you in congratulations, her breasts push back against you almost forcing you back down
One issue plagued you, however, why couldn't you lift it before Kronii came over?
"I thought some encouragement was in order, you were looking too pleased with yourself" she mocks, "I may have frozen the bar in time..."
You would have been agitated but Kronii seems to have enjoyed herself at the thought, maybe a little too much judging by the damp spot on your lap
She gives you a peck on the lips and climbs off, eager to head home with you
Perhaps she should accompany you next time too...