The sweat was pouring off him and it felt good.
Jake was in the zone and focused as he pounded the treadmill in his gym, passing another mile. His ipod blared out his favourite tunes and he felt his tensions easing out. His breathing was perfect and the woes of the working week dissipated.
Thump, thump, thump on the treadmill.
Then he caught her in the corner of his eye.
Charlie buttocks and legs were working the step machine at the far end of the room and just her presence made Jake feel woozy. He slowed down and got off.
He reached for his towel and took a double-look. It was her all right. Shit.
Jake quickly made a sharp exit across the busy post-work gym in an effort to avoid his friend. He finally found the double door, looked back and breathed in relief that an awkward moment had been avoided.
Luckily the steam room was empty and Jack slumped down after losing his clothes back at the changing room. Draped in a small white towel, he leant backwards trying to find solace in the mist around him. The last few weeks had been a blur and he was a different person. He felt he'd become a liberated soul due to these experiences but also knew that feelings swam with sex. At the time the menage a trois with Liz and Steve felt harmless, but clearly they'd all upset Charlie in their actions.
Jake sweated out his guilt for another ten minutes or so and at last felt ready to face the world again. Just as he was about to get up the door opened and in stepped Charlie with a friend chatting. He waited for the inevitable recognition.
They simply stared at each other with Charlie looking more upset as the seconds drifted by. Suddenly she looked away and sat with her friend, leaving Jake pinned to the bench.
Jake didn't know what to do or say, trying his best to avoid the occasional glances from the two women.
Minutes passed and Jake waited to make his exit in an effort not to seem rude, when Charlie's friend left the steam room leaving them alone. Shit. An awkward silence fell, aside from the hiss of new steam entering the room.
"Are you Ok?" Jake finally asked.
"Yeah...I mean, sort of." Replied Charlie. More silence followed.
He watched her face as she stared at the floor biting her lip. More steam rose, partly hiding her.
Out of the steam, she spoke. "I'm more jealous of you guys than upset. Liz is so open and confident. I wish I could be like that."
"Liz is... interesting." Jake replied. "I wouldn't hold her up as a role model though."
Charlie pondered this and then went on to explain how painfully shy she truly was and that she at least envied Liz's attitude.
"I want to be more confident around men." She said finally.
The hiss of the steam poured in again and he almost lost her.
Charlie used this opportunity and moved next to Jake. As she did he noticed a wondrous curvy figure come towards him out of the mist draped in the same small, tight white towel that barely covered his crotch. God, she had an amazing body, he thought.
Silence fell upon the pair again. Charlie shyly rocked and back off her hands on the bench, whilst he tried to think of something to say to keep the conversation going.
Suddenly she turned and said, "Will you help me?"
Before he could answer she leaned in and kissed him passionately. He decided to kiss her back and their tongues met. Jake started to get turned on as she pushed into him with her body and a mix of shock and delight flowed through his brain. She pulled back and again looked at him shyly. Jake took the whole picture in and remember how beautiful she was. She had a delicate face, with slightly chubby, but rosy cheeks and looked an image of innocence.
There truly was something about her. Her appearance was so simple in many respects, and yet she was so sexy. If only she knew.
He noticed her towel had come undone slightly during the embrace and one of her large, milk-white breasts was on display, along with part of her belly. The sight was beautiful in the magical mist that surrounded them.
