Kelly stayed away from the gym for a few days, too embarrassed of her behavior. She tried to go one morning when she thought Francisco would be off duty. She walked in the front door relieved that he was not there. She began her run on the treadmill, after 45 minutes of running she dismounted the machine to begin a long session of stretching and weight training. Kelly had her long legs spread wide, her head was on the floor in between her legs when she sensed a figure looming over her. It was Francisco with a big grin on his face.
"Kelly! There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you. I tried calling, but I guess our database is out of date. I really wanted to talk to you about the other night."
Kelly sheepishly looked up at Francisco and started explaining why she left so suddenly. She told Francisco that she would like to see him privately. The two went back to an office and just as Francisco closed the door he grasped Kelly in his arms and began kissing her feverishly.
Kelly pushed back only momentarily giving into the kiss. Kelly was able to push Francisco back, "I made a huge mistake the other night, I let things get out of control. I was drunk and lonely. I am a happily married woman..."
Kelly glanced down to see the obvious bulge in Francisco's loose fitting gym shorts. Kelly licked her lips imagining the rigid pole just beneath the soft fabric. Francisco noticed her glance and pulled his free cock from the shorts, it was bobbing in anticipation. Kelly simply said no, and with one last glance put the monster back where it belonged in his pants.
Kelly gave Francisco a sweet kiss on the cheek and apologized again. Just as Kelly reached for the door handle Francisco pushed the door shut and explained his confusion from the other night. How he had gotten his dick hard waiting for her to return from the phone call he assumed she was making. Francisco told her how shocked he was when he saw that her car was gone. Francisco said he was tempted to jerk off to relieve the pressure, but vowed not to do that again. He mentioned that might have been the reason for his impotence on the second try.
Francisco told Kelly how he had jerked off to her image right before the big night, so that way he would not make an ass of himself at the bar. Kelly once again reached and gave him a peck, "I'm sorry sweetie, but that can never happen again."
Francisco continued to train with the unattainable beauty, only hinting around the topic of hooking up again. He was hoping to break her resolve, but Kelly never wavered. Francisco took his sexual frustration out on the beauty during their workouts, training her so intensely that Kelly never looked better. She was now sporting washboard abs and and an ass that was hard as steel.
Kelly was really loving her new look and she was relieved that they were able to remain friends. Kelly still desired Francisco but she tried to give him a special distance. Francisco never let the flame he carried for Kelly die down. He constantly pined for her.
Francisco stayed true to his word and never touched himself in an impure way again. He was convinced that if he had performed as needed that night, things would be much different today. He had fucked a few women since Kelly but got bored rather fast and his orgasms were nothing like what he experience with Kelly. Francisco was desperately in love.