The following story is about a girl who I met at my apartment complex. It’s quite long, but I have a VERY good memory, and have memorized nearly all details of the hot night that we spent together a few weeks ago. Buckle up for the ride.
The fitness center at my apartment is small and cramped, but has enough machines and free weights that I can use it to get in a quick afternoon or morning workout in addition to my regular gym membership. Most of the time, the people using the fitness center are just older people who sit on the bikes for 30 minutes, or teenagers with no clue what they’re doing who grab random pairs of dumbbells and flail them around like maracas before leaving. Over the last few months, I started noticing a particularly attractive young lady working out in the fitness center. She was small, only about 5’2 and 100lbs, but was clearly very athletic, with nicely toned legs, arms, and a stomach. Whenever I was in the fitness center along side her, I couldn’t help but peek at her from time to time. I typically don’t creep on girls at the gym and try to focus solely on my workout, but my god, the way her ass moved as she ran on the treadmill or did squats was a work of art to behold. On several occasions, she was working out in a sports bra, giving me a good look at her defined stomach as well. Her face was youthful, with big brown eyes, a petite nose, and curly, light brown hair usually tied into a ponytail or bun. For a couple weeks, our interactions were limited to friendly smiles as we saw each other. I was definitely attracted to her, but didn’t want to creep her out and was nervous about starting a conversation with her.