This was a year ago, but there was a guy that was pretty much the hottest guy I’ve ever seen that regularly went to the same gym as me, I knew he had already slept with a bunch of women at that gym, and I was bummed out for a while that he never even really made a move on me(I consider myself to be at least an 8/10 a 9 on a good day). For clarity, I was 19 and he was 27.
Well, one Friday night, when it was pretty dead at the gym he came up to me while I was squatting and just started chatting me up. We worked out together for the rest of the time I was there, and one thing led to another and he asked if I wanted to go somewhere to get a meal, I said sure.
We get into his jeep, and I just start touching him a lot and he ends up starting to make out with me.