| Straight: Infidelity: A Weekend at Sonya's (1/15) |
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I rested my head in my hands as I stared up at the clock. "3:48?" I muttered in disgust. I was twelve minutes away from beginning my weekend, but it seemed as though time was grinding to a halt. I had finished with my last client an hour earlier and was simply waiting out the rest of my shift. I groaned again and looked out over the gym. To further my disappointment, there were not even any half decent women to look at. I dropped my head back into my hands, content to simply waste away the final ten minutes. I was so wrapped up in my own boredom I didn't even notice the sound of the door opening. "Damon?" I almost jumped as the voice spoke my name. I quickly raised my head to see where it had come from and, to my delight I laid my eyes upon the most attractive girl I had ever known. "Sonya!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" "I'm a member here now," she stated, smiling exuberantly. "I joined last week." "Really?" I asked. “I haven't seen you, and I've been working almost every day." "Well, I guess I haven't been coming enough then." I was about to make a dirty joke but I held my tongue. "Geez, How long has it been?" she asked, cocking her head to the side. I pondered the question for a moment before answering. "About two years I guess." Sonya placed a hand on my arm and looked straight into my eyes. "It's been way too long" she said with a smile. "I almost forgot how cute you were." I smiled back but couldn't think of anything to say. Sonya had always made me nervous, and after two years, nothing had changed. Back in college I had wanted her so bad but I never made a move, firmly believing that she was way out of my league. "So," she continued. "You're a trainer now?" "Just during the summers," I responded, still a little thrown off by her previous comment. "I'm actually starting med school in the fall." "Wow", Sonya exclaimed. "Look at you!" I smiled again, cursing myself for not coming up with something witty to say. "Well, Dr. Damon," she joked. "I'm going to have to sign up for a few training sessions with you. I'm so out of shape right now." I furrowed my brow in disbelief as I gazed at Sonya's flawless body. She had always had issues with her looks even though she was as close to perfect as any woman could ever get. As she stood before me she was dressed in a pair of black spandex shorts and matching top that exposed her impossibly tight stomach. She was tanned to perfection as always, and her hair was even more perfect than I remembered, shimmering and silky, although it was a lighter shade than before. "Absolutely," I answered, trying not to stare too hard. "I'm off now, but you can make an appointment with Stacey before you leave today." "Great", she said with a wide smile. "I guess I'll see you soon." I said goodbye as Sonya turned and headed into the gym. As she began to walk away, my eyes drifted down to her ass, which was and always had been Sonya's best attribute. "Oh, Damon?" she said, suddenly turning back and catching me in the act of checking out her ass. |
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