Note: If you've read my other stories, you may notice a recurrence of names. I like using my first and middle names in my stories. That away I really get a feel for my writing. Like the others this is a fictional story.
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Damn I was feeling relaxed. Hanging out in the YMCA near my house, meditating and listening to the water as it splashed in the swimming pool. I've always found that water was relaxing, especially when I did my yogaish exercises. I was sitting there by the wall, doing my favorite and most tricky stretch, which I just call a backstretcher. I sit with my legs folded, feet to thighs, on two chairs, and arch my back until I'm resting on my hands. It really helps my back and relieves some of my tension.
After about an hour of stretching I took a quick swim, showered, and was walking past the weight room when I saw her. This tall, beautiful redhead, lifting weights, and she was like really buff. She made most men look silly, she looked like a pro body builder. Well, I knew deep down in my heart that she wouldn't go for a guy like me and I just left. I jumped in my Cherokee and headed down to the local diner for a quick drink.
In I went and grabbed a little booth at the back of the place and ordered a coke and a burger. I wasn't really concerned with fat or calories or anything because I had a hard time gaining weight and an even harder time losing it. I was just getting ready to eat when in she came, the muscle woman from the Y.
She sat in a booth a few up from me, facing my way, and I couldn't help but notice her. Her fire red hair came down to her shoulders, her lips were thin but looked sensuous, and her eyes were a deep dark brown. Every time I got a chance I'd act like I was looking at something else and eventually come to her face. Even though she caught me looking at her a couple of times. After she caught me again she got up, "Damn," I thought. She went up to the front and paid her check and just when I thought she'd walk out the door, she made a sharp turn and headed towards me, I just looked around like I hadn't noticed her.
She came up to my booth and said in a soft and heavenly voice with this gorgeous smile, "Mind if I sit here?" I couldn't believe it, this sexy woman was asking to have a seat by me. I looked her up and down, she had this gray wool sweater on even though it wasn't really that cold, and I did notice the two nice mounds in her sweater and she had a nice tight pair of blue jeans on. I just nodded.
She took a seat next to me and looked around, seeing no one she quickly brought up her left arm and pressed my head against the wall, choking me with her forearm. She smiled a little and said calmly, "Why do you keep staring at me?" Unable to breath she moved her arm away a bit and I just shook my had no, like I didn't have a clue what she was talking about. She brought her arm up and started choking me again. "Now will you tell me?" She removed her arm again and I quickly nodded yes. "Okay then, why?"
Regaining my breath slowly I said, "I thinkโฆ(gasp)โฆI thought that you were the most beautiful woman I ever saw."
She just looked confused. "Huh?" I repeated my reply and yet she still looked confused. Actually, she looked like she was going to cry. "Really?" She said, with a hint of sadness and surprise in her voice.
"Really." I replied.
She gave me a little smile and said, "Here, meet me here tonight at around eight o'clock." She took a napkin and scribbled something on it. She laid it down in front of me.
She walked to the door and I hollered at her, "What is this and who are you."
She stopped and smiled, "It's my address silly and I'm Nikki." And with that she left. I looked at my watch and found it to be almost six o'clock. I paid my check without ever touching my burger and coke and left the diner to my apartment. God, I lived in a dump. Even though I made some decent money, this was the closest place to work and the best I could afford. I took a shower, and put on a decent shirt and pair of pants. I arrived at her neighborhood and started to search around for her apartment only to find that she lived in a beautiful two-story house with a porch and balcony on the front of it. I was visibly shocked.
With a bit of fear, I walked up to the front door and knocked a couple of times. The door opened and I let out a gasp. Nikki still had that gray sweater on and those same pair of tight blue jeans, but somehow she looked more beautiful than she had in the diner. She showed me in and I let out a gasp, she had an amazing house. A lovely leather couch and big screen TV accentuated her living room. Showing me with her hand she led me to the kitchen and I was sort of hypnotized by the way her tight ass swayed back and forth. I felt the beginnings of an erection, but quickly switched my mind to a different subject.
We sat down at the table and she served up two bowls of salad and two plates of spaghetti. The food was absolutely to die for but so was the company.
We finished dinner and I helped her clean up (which kind of surprised her) and went into the living room and watched TV and we talked about our personal lives and such, then came the question.
"How long have you been "lusting" after me?"
"I just started today." I replied.
"Well, why didn't you say anything at the Y or the diner?"
"I figured that you wouldn't be interested in dating a guy like me." I said.
"Why's that?" She asked a little confused.
"Well, look at me," I started, "I don't have a muscle in my body which makes me pale in comparison to you, and makes me look like a dork." I added rather sadly.
"No, I think you are very handsome." She said running her soft hand over my face and through my hair.
"And I think that you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." I said.