He first noticed her standing at the health bar in the gym, her curves outlined in the black spandex workout suit she always wore. Her name was Kristen, and her dirty blonde hair was sweaty and clinging to her glistening forehead. She was a few pounds above average, but carried herself very well. At maybe 5' 9" with wide hips and a possible 36 c chest, she was stunningly beautiful, the spandex wrapped around her thick toned thighs and framing her shapely ass.
Sean had shown up tonight to workout as usual, trying to maintain his muscular physique. Standing at 6' 1" and weighing in at just over 190, with his bronze skin, hazel eyes and chiseled chin, with his light brown hair in a well kept fade, Sean was no doubt a handsome man.
After several evenings watching Kristen meticulously complete her routine of 30 minutes on the treadmill and a few sets of sit ups and various leg workouts, Sean began to work toward her. Standing at the health bar again, Kristen noticed him walking towards her from across the crowded gym. Having been several weeks since any man had shown interest, she was pleasantly surprised by this man coming her direction. Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his shirt as he got to the bar, she caught a glimpse of his ripped abs.
Sean introduced himself, and explained that he had been watching her for several nights, and offered to by her a bottle of water or a smoothie and complimented her on her piercing baby blue eyes. Sean offered her dinner the following night and Kristen obligingly agreed, both leaving for their apartments after the conversation.
The next night, Kristen spent several hours straightening her hair and carefully applying her makeup. At exactly 7:30, a knock at the door let her know he was there. She glanced at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile, her strapless black dress and stilettos a perfect complement to her already amazing body.
Sean stood waiting, his hair spiked up cleanly, in a black polo and dark khaki pants. His cologne was a outdoorsy mix of citrus, wood, and a hint of sweet vanilla. The door opened and his jaw dropped, her body silhouetted by the light emanating from the chandelier in the hall. Her scent was absolutely intoxicating, a very feminine blend of jasmine and lavender. Her eyes sparkled from the moonlight, and her face lit up with a perfect smile when Sean handed her a single red rose. The stark contrast between her glossy crimson lips and her white teeth was amazing.
On the way to dinner, idle chit chat floated through the air, mixing with notes of a familiar rock tune. Upon arrival at the Italian bistro, Sean immediately helped her out of the car, taking in the sight of her stepping out with such finesse. Once inside, they were seated on the balcony with a very pleasant view of the bay, a cool November breeze blowing through her hair, the moon lighting both their eyes. Ordering a few glasses of wine, both began to loosen up. Harmless banter was exchanged and as the evening progressed the two started revealing more and more about their lives. As dinner wound down, Kristen and Sean decided against going to the club, and opted instead to sit on the beach and chat some more.