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Gym Membership [Straight]

Gym Membership

Crissy, folds her arms across her stomach as she walks down from the changing rooms to the front desk. Her long time, best friend Karen had recommended the new gym to her. She'd said they had an excellent programme for women and that there was even a special gender blocks for extra privacy. Crissy had been completely drawn in when she'd seen Karen's transformation. Her friend had been slim before so there was no dramatic weight loss for Karen, but her confidence seemed to have magically evolved. Plus, Karen had confided in Crissy that she felt much séxier and gave full credit to the gym. Then, in the following few weeks Karen had managed to bag herself a handsome, nice boyfriend causing Crissy to feel a tad envious of her friend. Verging on 30, Crissy's only had one boyfriend and even that didn't last too long, but she's determined to change so with the encouragement of her friend, she signed up to the gym.

Now stood at the front desk, she fills out given to her with the standard details and information on there. There was even a special box asking if she wants to partake in their 'special' programme, guaranteed to have her feeling, confident, séxy and good. Thinking, what the hell, Crissy ticks the box and hands it back to the handsome blonde. His ivy green eyes scan the page, his lips tilting as he sees her having ticked the last box.

"Alright, ma'am, here's your card, just swipe it every time you come in. And it says here you're interested in our special programme?" asks the blonde, handing her a plastic card.
Crissy bites her lip and nods.
"Um, yeah but what exactly is it?" she hesitantly agrees.
Unlike Karen, Crissy's always been the wearier of the two; afraid to take risks and treading extra cautiously.
"No worries. My colleague will run you through everything. He'll explain what it is and there are a few extra forms for it, but he'll sort it all out for you. If you'd like to wait here a moment, I'll just go get him," grins the blonde rushing off.
Crissy nods and waits as she ponders her decision. She desperately hopes this isn't a mistake.

She was mindlessly wandering what to cook for tea when the blonde appears again. Beside him is a taller man. He's breathtakingly gorgeous and Crissy can't help clamp her jaw tight to ensure it doesn't drop at the sight of him. His skin is a naturally tanned golden colour, his hair is cut into a military like style but it's not too short, his face is clean shaven with dark lashes trapping chocolate brown orbs and then of course, there's his body. Even Adonis would be jealous. Every muscle, every inch of him is amazing. She can see he's toned and muscular without being too over the top. As he nears she feels his eyes rake her up and down, with no emotion what so ever, and that causes a sense of nervousness to settle in Crissy's stomach.

She wants to know what he thinks of her but then again, she knows she probably doesn't want to. If it's the same as what she sees in the mirror, she'd rather not know. Besides in figure hugging workout clothes, she knows every bump and roll is on display for everyone's scrutiny.

"Miss Brent, this is Jared. He'll be taking care of you from now on. Don't worry, you're in very capable hands," smiles the blonde reassuringly.
Crissy's sure there's hints of mischief in his eyes but she's not at all sure having been dazzled by his colleague. Instead, Crissy just nods and waits.
"This way," speaks a low gruff voice.
Crissy turns to the black haired man as he starts walking off. She rushes towards him, only allowing her eyes to quickly glance down at his áss in his jogging bottoms. Nice.

He leads her through into one of the small private rooms, where he locks the door and offers her a seat opposite him. As she lowers herself onto the chair, she well aware of the folds appearing at her stomach and her thighs seeming to expand and take over the chair; so self-consciously she folds her arms over her stomach and presses her knees together in an effort to make her thighs seem smaller.