Amara, in her favourite black leggings and hoodie jacket, pulled into the familiar parking lot of her gym. Seeing only a few vehicles parked, told her that there would not be many people inside. Making her way in, she found Ravi sitting at the reception desk.
Ravi looked up and greeted her, "Good morning, ma'am!!"
"Good morning, Ravi; you're always early to the place," responded Amara with a smile on her face.
"Well, that's my job, ma'am. And you exercise at this time... so," Ravi stopped in the middle. "Oh! and here is your bottle," he continued while moving behind the desk to fetch her bottle.
Amara glanced around the floor, then looked back at Ravi. "I will take it while on my way back. I want to take it easy today, so I would just do some light cardio and some core-building exercises," said Amara.
"You're the boss!!" said Ravi, keeping the bottle back in the side cupboard below the desk and handing over the locker key to Amara.
Locking her bag in, Amara made her way to the other corner of the floor, got on the corner with the with the most cycling machine, and began with her exercise.
Ravi, being a bit dismayed by Amara cutting short her routine today, simply observed her slender legs peddling on the cycle with a consistent rhythm. He tried imagining her without the jacket, and he felt some tingling in his tights. He wondered if he was being a fool, thinking that he would get another chance to see Amara in that compromising attire. It was just a lucky day back then, and luck does not work often, at least not with him.
"Ravi?" called Amara without looking at Ravi.
Broken from his thoughts, Ravi moved in front of her cycle while maintaining a safety distance next to her and, with a smile, asked her, "You need anything, ma'am?"
"You...... I thought that it was your duty to... train me," Amara responded with pauses between her statements.
Ravi, a bit surprised by Amara's statement, was elated to know that he was indeed required by her. Moving his hands behind his back, Ravi leaned against the smoked glass wall in front of Amara's bicycle. Over the last few days, he has seen her body move smoothly and efficiently in the exercises. He did not have anything to train her in. Idle talks were the only thing that he could offer her, he thought. Even at that moment, he admired Amara's body while trying to suppress his desires.
"Ma'am, you are already well trained. Your body clearly reveals the dedication and effort you have put into it to get the shape that you have today. I am just a beginner trainer, and I, in all honesty, do not know how to help you any further," said Ravi with a straight face.
Hinting towards the first day, Amara teased Ravi, "Dedication and my efforts... is that all my body has revealed to you?"
Ravi, a bit in panic mode, checked if anyone else was around.
Smiling at Ravi's naivety, she continued, "You know, I have been coming to this gym for some time, and you perhaps are the only person with whom I have interacted the most. So naturally, I prefer to have you with me. And having a strong person around also makes me feel safe. Plus, the added benefit of having someone cute to talk to always helps with the monotonous gym routine."
Never before had Ravi been appreciated like this, especially from a hot woman like Amara. The words "cute" and "strong" made him feel more confident. He then asked her, "Ma'am... I hope you do not mind me texting you in the evening. Please do let me know if it bothers you, and I will stop it."
"Oh Ravi, see, this is what I was talking about. You're cute. Don't be so hard on yourself. You are my trainer, so you could text me anytime." Pausing her cycling, she continued, "I find your dedication to your job commendable, but you should take it easy once in a while. Go out with friends. You studied in this city; don't you have a girlfriend?".
"Girlfriend!!.....me!? No, ma'am, I am single!!" blurted out Ravi.
"Why not? You are young, you are good-natured and handsome, and..." she glanced towards Ravi's crotch. "I am positive that you could fulfil the needs of your girl." Amara had taken another aim with her flirty bow to hit Ravi.
Ravi gulped and quickly checked if he had a boner unknowingly that Amara would have spotted. Hurriedly, he responded, "I don't know, ma'am; I guess I am not lucky enough."
Amara knew that she had indeed hit the bull's eye. She further continued, "Oh, come on, Ravi!! Luck has nothing to do with it. If you would not try, then you would not get anywhere," she cut her statement and stopped cycling. "Is it me, or is the air conditioning not working today? I am already feeling hot!!".
Ravi quickly looked at the glowing green indicator in the AC unit and said, "No, ma'am, it is working in order. Maybe you could take a break."
Amara made Ravi speechless by bringing the metal ring of her jacket's zip down by a little over 1/3rd of the zip's length.
Ravi could not believe his eyes. The sunlight coming through the glass wall behind him revealed Amara's smooth, chocolate-colour skin. Beads of sweat lingered around her collarbone and started slowly dripping down into her cleavage, sparking a thought inside of him: "Wait!! Where is it?" she asked, not leaning anymore on the wall and trying to peek involuntarily.
"Excellent!!" thought Amara, seeing the hunger in Ravi's eyes. She had been waiting for such an opportunity to present itself. With hardly anyone around to disturb, Amara had indeed orchestrated the "accident" again. And the decision to replace the sports bra with a non-padded Demi bra had a profound effect on Ravi. But Amara had not planned anything further. Since she was not getting the required setup in the gym to execute her plan, she had not thought it through completely. She decided to go extempore and explore the unknown.
"So... where was I?" asked Amara, breaking Ravi out of his trance.
"Uh, well, you were saying..." Ravi tried hard to recall what Amara was saying a minute ago.
"Well....never mind! All I am saying is that you should not waste this crucial period of your life." Amara, red in her face, leaned forward, resting her elbows over the handle of the cycle. "Young age is meant to have fun as well, wouldn't you agree?"
Ravi's eyes widened up, and now, with even more sunlight illuminating the area under Amara's jacket, he had the answer to the question in his mind. He could finally see that she was wearing a really low-cut bra. The hint of her dark areolae peeking out suggested that her bra extended barely over her nipples.
Amara resumed her cycling slowly, and she felt a moist feeling between her legs. Yet she continued.
