Going to the gym is something of a religion for me.. Being in my 40’s I like to keep my body fat per
Going to the gym is something of a religion for me.. Being in my 40’s I like to keep my body fat percentage low and EVERY muscle well-toned.. Of course there’s an additional reason too: it is a target rich environment for yummy mummies in their 20’s or 30’s.. It’s not even hard work striking up a conversation in the juicebar after my workout.. A well spoken, ripped and handsome (or so I’m told) man, always attracts attention.. “Kazia” was in her late 20’s and simply asked if she could use the spare seat at my table? Although it was busy midmorning it wasn’t crowded: she could have sat over by the wall at the back.. I glanced that way to drag the moment out, which she noted, then returned my eyes to her, and looked her hard body up and down, which she also noted.. I took a few seconds more to answer firmly establishing my dominance of the situation, then simply said: “Why not..” A first she was quite tense: legs tightly crossed and one arm defensively across her body beneath her perky tits.. I broke the ice, saying I’d noticed how hard she worked in the spinning class.. She laughed at that: “Gotta get back in shape now daughter’s finally in preschool!” I assured her that she didn’t seem that out of shape from “..what I’d seen.. earlier” That little gap in my sentence, just less than a couple of seconds was enough to slightly wrongfoot her.. I was certain her mind had inserted the memory of initial devouring glance, into that space.. Taking my time, I drew her out: exercise, diet, parenthood: neutral subjects.. Conversation blossomed quickly, comparing notes on child rearing.. Just a fraction too soon for her I announced I had to get to work, but then offhandedly said I’d enjoyed our chat and was she in again this week.. And so it went.. We became gym buddies talking many times over the ensuing weeks, just how I like these things to start.. We talked of our spouses: both corporate execs abroad a lot, leading to mutual boredom.. “Why don’t I take you to that posh new sushi place, one evening, as our other halves are away?” “Wouldn’t your wife mind, you taking another woman out?” “Actually, no, not all, I’ve told her all about you she likes me making.. new friends..” She considered this, that little uncertainty created by my choice of words.. “What about your husband? Would he be upset?” “Well I guess so.. If he knew about you..” I smiled broadly.. “Well what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him..” She blushed a little but accepted.. I picked her up in the Audi in the centre of town.. -- source link
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