What happens if you fall in love with a dominant girl?
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This story popped up in my head, and I couldn't let it go. I decided to write it down and discovered that I really like writing. It is not a quick story, it starts slowly, and the next chapters will be less tame.
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Fair warning: This is my first story ever, and I probably made all rookie mistakes existing. English is a foreign language for me. I'm open and looking forward to constructive criticism to improve my writing skills.
Edited with Microsoft Editor and Grammarly.
A special thank you to LaRascasse, for editing and encouraging me to continue with the story.
Here we go:
*** SEPTEMBER ***
I got up after the third set of bench presses, saw her, and couldn't stop looking. She was doing some chest press machine which squeezed her breasts every time she pressed.
"Stop staring," Jean, my personal trainer, said sternly.
When I took another sip of my water bottle, I reluctantly glanced at her again. She was staring right at me, squeezed her breasts, and winked.
'CityGym' was located on the ground floor and basement of the apartment building. The building was built just after WW2 in the middle of Eindhoven city center. Previously, the ground floor and basement had been occupied by a Ford car dealership, but for obvious reasons, they moved out of the city center. The apartments, old and small, used to house students off campus. Recently, the building had been bought by a real estate developer who converted the small apartments into bigger new ones and converted both the old garage and showroom into a new state-of-the-art gym.
The gym consists of multiple rooms and a larger open space. In the rooms you could find different classes, ranging from yoga and spinning to material arts. The open space had several dedicated sub spaces, suitable for all kinds of sports like fitness, weights, and machines. Due to this setup, the gym attracted diverse groups of people ranging from yoga moms to powerlifters while maintaining a family-friendly environment.
The trainers ranged from fit spinning instructors to martial arts instructors. Two instructors made a real impression. One was an ex-commando, called Jean, who was mostly working as a boxing instructor. The other one was a kickboxer called Chris. To my surprise, Jean was assigned to me as a personal trainer.
For the previous eight months, I was in Germany for an internship at a company that builds manufacturing plants worldwide. The internship is part of my four-year Bachelor of Electrical Engineering. I've opted to do this Bachelor because it is less theoretical, more practical, and if I want, I could continue with a Master. The internship was partly for my Bachelor and partly for paid work. For my last year, I needed to be back to follow classes.
Due to the housing shortage, I was worried if I would be able to get a room. Living in Germany, finding a place to live in Eindhoven became even more difficult because I couldn't visit and view any housing opportunities.
Luckily, I could lease one of the above apartments before the start of the new college year. The apartments in this building had just been completed, and a few were still available. It had a professional website where you could apply online by filling in online forms and uploading personal data like your photo. After you get awarded, you pay the deposit and the first month's rent. The price was a bit steep. Thanks to the paid work, I was able to afford the apartment.
Normally, I would have attended the gym at the university campus, but because 'CityGym' was in the building and looked good, I decided to subscribe. I even got a great discount code in the mailbox, which made it affordable for the first year.
*** OCTOBER ***
Jean and I were discussing changes to my workout setup when I heard, "Hi Jean, is this one of your new members?" from behind me.
She was wearing purple sports sneakers, dark grey training pants emphasizing her long muscled legs, and matching crop trop hiding those beautiful soft C-sized breasts. Almond-shaped blue eyes, peach cheeks, luscious lips, and long blond hair in a ponytail. Tall, 1.80m (against my 1.85m/6 feet, which is average in The Netherlands for males my age), athletic, and having all the right curves.
"Denise, let me introduce you to Mark. He has recently started but has some previous training experience. Mark, this is Denise, one of our dearest members."
This was getting awkward, I had no way out, no escape, getting redder each second, and for some reason, words kept stuck in the back of my throat. Both Jean and Denise found it very funny.
"Well, Mark, nice to meet you, and I hope to see you again next time."
She walked away with a smirk. Jean exploded in laughter.
During the next few weeks, I saw her more often, it even looked like we had a similar training schedule. We started having friendly conversations about normal stuff like 'what do you do and where do you live'. She was studying International Business and was living with a roommate called Kelly in a small townhouse just outside the city center near the 'Evoluon'. The 'Evoluon' is a flying disc-shaped building, containing the nature tech museum. She seemed interested in my choice of Electrical Engineering.
For those unfamiliar with Eindhoven, the city is in the south of The Netherlands, is the original hometown of Philips, and therefore also known as 'the light city' due to the Philips light bulbs. In the last 2-3 decades, the region, known as 'Brainport', became one of the high-tech regions in the world due to spin-offs of Philips. The largest spin-off is ASML, the worldwide leader in manufacturing semiconductor machines with customers like Intel, TMSC, and Samsung. Every laptop, smartphone, and electronic device contains semiconductors. ASML makes machines for producing semiconductors. Electrical Engineering is important around here.
