Gym Time (closed)

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That one guy
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Lance had been out of college for almost a year. He had found a job at the local gym, which suited his hours, his late night lifestyle. He was 6 ft tall, dark hair and emerald eyed. He was sculptured too. He had worked out before each shift, and some during. Late at night there were very few people in and he had developed a more then toned physique

His freind had asked him to do a favor and help get her friend goin in the gym. They had been In contact through email, and he had told her that she could work out for free, late at night with him. He had even offered to do some diagnostics for her, they had an array of measuring body fat and diet development too, but she had seemed hesitant about that

He stood behind the desk in a pair of basketball shorts and the company shirt, wrapped tight over his muscular form. He had just waved good bye to the last member, and checking his watch, saw that she was late. There were 5 minutes left before he locked up.
 
Jenna had put on a few pounds during college. It wasn't even ten pounds but it felt like fifty to her. She had always had a large chest and large hips but her smaller waist gave her a nice hourglass shape. Now she felt a bit more round.

When her friend suggested she go to the gym it didn't sound like such a bad idea. But the closer it got to the day she was supposed to go the more nervous she got. She had dressed in a simple tee shirt and shorts after trying on a million other things. Noticing that she was running late she quickly headed out the door.

"I'm so sorry, I lost track of time..." She said as she walked into the gym Pulling her long brown hair into a ponytail "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." She said as her grey eyes locked with his.
 
Lance looked up adn smiled

"You must be Jenna" he told her as he reached out and took her hand, shaking it gently, as his eyes met hers. He quickly glanced up adn down her form, full, round, curvy, and absolutely delightful

"Well Jenna lets get to it" he said as he stepped out from behind the desk, his muscular frame shifting underneath the tight shirt as he led her back into the gym proper

"I hope you don't mind if we talk a bit about your body" he said as he stopped by a mirror adn gestured her closer

"this will let me develop a routine specialized to shaping up the areas you want to focus on" he told her as he turned to face her

"I was just told by Shell that you wanted to get back into shape, and you seem in fine shape to me" he said with a smile as he looked over the shirt filled with a generous bosom, and full sweeping hips that filled her shorts.

"So tell me, or show me, what you want to work on" he said as those emerald eyes smiled at her

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Jenna but her lip as she looked in the mirror, trying to avoid his gaze. "Well I guess I really just want to slim down my stomach a bit." She said nervous. She had known that she would be working out with a guy but she hadn't expected him to be this attractive. "That's my main goal but I wouldn't mind slimming down in any other areas as well."
 
He smiled as she answered and he walked beind her, he was a full head taller then her, adn his green eyes met her grey eyes in the mirror

"Well we can definitly target that, abs are always important" he told her as his hands slid to her arms and he lofted them up

"You have very nice arms, adn a very strong back" he siad as he let his hadns slide down her back, ever so slightly touching her

"I think we can focus on the core, and work those with the legs" he to;d ehr with a smile as he came to stand beside her

he then began to stretch, spreading his legs and touching his toes

"first things forst a good stretch" he said as he gestured her to follow, his eyes watching the prodigious well of her breasts as she leaned forward, damn she had a pair

"go low and hold it for a count of ten"
 
She leaned her forward, her DD cup breasts making it a little tricky for her to fully touch her toes. "Is this good enough?" She asked looking up at him. She followed his instructions through their stretching. "I just wanted to thank you for doing this, I know you really aren't supposed to have me here. I appreciate the help."
 
He stood up, his eyes gazing over herr plump ass as she bent over, her chest pressed against her legs i a delicious fashion

"Oh its no problem, I always enjoy getting some one on one time with training. I am usually stuck behind the desk" he told her as he stepped closer, putting a hadn on the smalll of her back adn the back of her thigh

"Are you feeling it pull nice and tight" he asked as he let his hadn gently squeeze her silky bronze thigh

"good, good" now stand up and stretch your arms behind your head" he told her as his eyes went to her reflection in the mirror, eying her tremendous chest

"I'm just glad to see people get into their bodies and treat them with the respect and attention they deserve" he siad with a smile as she stretched
 
"I used to run frequently but I've been so busy the past couple of years. I kind of let myself go..." She said "I just don't feel attractive anymore." She said looking at herself in the mirror. She brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "So when are we going to get into the actual workout?" She asked wondering if he would be this close to her the entire time.
 
he smiled as he listened to her talk herself down, she was amazing, but it was that negative image that kept her body so tight

"ok, ok. let's get it goin" he told her with a smile as he lead her into the gym proper. a myriad of machines glinted in the light, and their refelection bounceed everywhere i the space

"lets head back to the benches nad we can do some fine tuned balance work that does a lot of core" he told her as he lead her back to the free weight area

he grabbed a pair of dumbells and told her to lay down on the bench. once she was down he handed her the wights

"now lift your legs up" he siad as he stepped aside, gripped her thighs and lifted them

"ho;d them upright, keeping them raised as you do a chest fly" he told her as he moved to stand above her head, his arms reached down to guide hers, his body so close to hers, and his shorts hung a little loos

he watched her tremendous chest stretch her shirt tight as her arms dipped down

"good" he said, "now keep that up and try to lower your legs a little" he said as his hands found her shoulders, balancing her, his body moving even closer to hers, his eyes fixed on the heaving of her heavy chest
 
She followed his directions but quickly noticed that his eyes where focused on her chest. "What are you doing?" She asked sitting down the weights "Are you really checking out my boobs? You aren't very professional, are you?"
 
He was caught a little off guard when she suddenly put down the weights and called him out for looking her over

"Yes I am," he told her honestly while her grey eyes met his emerald eyes, "but as a professional. How am I supposed to help you train your body if I don't watch it and look at it?" He asked as he kneeled down just above her head. He picked up the weights and put them back in her hands

"Here let me show you" he said as he let his hands slide to her elbows and he worked her through the range of motion appropriate for the chest fly.

"I need to watch your chest to make sure your getting the best range of motion" he told her as he took her elbows low.

"Do you see the difference between this", he asked as he stopped lowering her arms and her chest sat somewhat pushed forward, "and this?" He asked as he lowere her elbows further and her chest thrust out and up as her arms dropped lower

"By watching your chest I can make sure your getting the whole range. Making sure your stretching your muscles" he said as he glanced from her delicately angled face to the swell of flesh that had her snug t shirt stretched taught against a prodigious pair of breasts.

His eyes dipped back to hers

"And the same is true for the full contraction of your muscles" he said as he lifted her arms up. Bringing the weights together

"See the difference between this", he said as he gestured his chin toward her breasts. The full mounds swelled up, looking like two delicious melons at a super market.

"And this" he told her as he pushed her elbows closer and the twin orbs became mashed together, the snug shirt getting trapped in a line of cleavage.

Then he stood up, standing directly over her

"It's my job, and a sign of my professionalism, that I watch you so close" he told her as he looked down at her

"Is that going to be a problem? I could be less thurough. But I was under the impression you wanted a good trainer and a great workout" he asked her as he stepped around
Her arms and came to stand next to her raised thighs

"Keep going. 10 more reps" he told her as he waited for her answer
 
"Okay, yeah... It makes a difference." She says "I'm sorry I criticized you, I guess I'm just nervous about this whole thing." Jenna said as she finished up the ten reps he asked her to do. "I'm all yours to work with, what would you like to do next?"
 
"well your in good hands" he told her as she sat up

"If we are gonna do this right we need to get a good profile of your body first" he told her as he looked her over.

" follow me" he said as he turned and headed back to a small suite of rooms in the back

"This machine will give us a breakdown of your bodies make up. But first there are some questions I gotta ask to make the measurement more accurate "

A list of standard questions followed

" and last, as a female. What size are your breasts?" He asked as he typed her last response in the machine.

"It effects the way the machine determines how much body fat and muscle is appropriate for you"
 
"Double D." She said feeling a bit self conscious and trying to hide her boobs by crossing her arms. "Is that all? I feel like I've been answering questions forever..." She said "so what does the machine say?"
 
He smiled when she asked about the machine

"We aren't there yet. Slip off your shoes and socks and stand on tha mat" he said as he pointed to the mat that the program used.

"It works by seein how much electrical resistance your body puts out" he said as he took her hands, guided her over the mat and stood her in place. Then he slipped a little clip over her fingers

He stepped to the computer and clicked a button. Nothing happened

He smiled to himself, the button having actually turned on the camera in the room that records for posteritys sake. And security but that wasn't his intention here

"That's strange it's not working" he soad a h took the clips from her fingers. Pretended to examine them. Then he looked at her, admiring the perspiration that made her shirt cling to her

"I think your shirts interfering. You need to take that off" he told her with his winning smile

"Trust me. It's the only way I can make sure we design the best fitness plan for you" he told her with a smile

"Besides we are all adults here"
 
REBOOT

Lance had been out of college for almost a year. He had found a job at the local gym, which suited his hours, his late night lifestyle. He was 6 ft tall, dark hair and emerald eyed. He was sculptured too. He had worked out before each shift, and some during. Late at night there were very few people in and he had developed a more then toned physique

His freind had asked him to do a favor and help get her friend goin in the gym. They had been In contact through email, and he had told her that she could work out for free, late at night with him. He had even offered to do some diagnostics for her, they had an array of measuring body fat and diet development too, but she had seemed hesitant about that

He stood behind the desk in a pair of basketball shorts and the company shirt, wrapped tight over his muscular form. He had just waved good bye to the last member, and checking his watch, saw that she was late. There were 5 minutes left before he locked up.
 
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