Tom had just relocated from a smaller town to a bigger city. One of the first things he did after moving was track down a new gym. He promised himself that he would work on getting in better shape, as well as gaining more muscle after he moved. It took him a while to adjust to the new city, apartment, and job he had moved into, but finally he found a gym that seemed nice.
Tom had played sports before and stayed generally fit, but he had never done any real weightlifting. He was 23, fresh out of college, with a full-time job, when he decided to start hitting the local gym during his afternoon lunch breaks. He was just an average guy. He was about six feet tall with a thin build and no muscle, but he was looking to change that. The first thing he saw when he walked in the door was her smiling face greeting him. A pretty little Latina girl sat behind the front desk. She looked to be in her late teens. She had gorgeous light brown skin and dark black hair with vivid blonde streaks highlighted into it.
Tom had met Brianna the day before when she had given him a tour around the gym. She was a very charming and friendly girl, though she spoke as quiet as a mouse. Tom had sensed a hint of flirting the day before in the way she spoke to him, but he dismissed it as her just being a friendly gym employee.
Today, Tom was greeted by a cheerful and elongated, "Hiiii" from behind the reception desk. Tom gave her a simple, "Hey" and kept moving, looking to acquaint himself with the new gym. He was more focused on getting used to the strange, new atmosphere and starting his new fitness routine. He hadn't thought much about Brianna, nor did he notice her eying him from across the gym.
Midways through the workout, Brianna took Tom by surprise, coming up to him while he was resting from his last set, "Hey! How are you liking it here?" Tom looked over, a bit flushed and out of breath, some sweat dripping from his brow. "It's good. I like it. It's a nice place." Brianna smiled, "Good. You let me know if you need anything at all, okay?" She reached out and touched Tom's arm before stepping back as Tom responded, "I will. Thank you."
Tom watched her through the mirror as she walked away. She was very fine. She was wearing a black short sleeve shirt and matching leggings that fit her slim figure tightly. Tom refocused himself on his workout, trying not to let his thoughts wander. He was unsuccessful. She was hot, and she seemed into him, but he didn't want to start off his fresh new gym experience with any potential drama. It'd be better to just leave it alone.
The next week and a half were filled with minor little interactions and flirts. There were smiles exchanged as Tom entered and left the gym. Only a few words were said. The tension grew. Tom wasn't sure how to act around her - Skating around her and trying to play his best avoidance game.
About two weeks had gone by when Tom was in the gym one Tuesday stretching in the assigned stretching area. He was preparing for his workout. It was around 3 o' clock, which he had noticed was around the time the staff had their shift changes. He glanced over, seeing Brianna get up from the desk and head to the locker rooms as another staff member took her place at the front desk. A couple minutes later, Brianna came out and immediately struck Tom's eye. She was wearing the shortest pair of black yoga shorts imaginable and a skin tight top with only spaghetti straps.
Tom was oblivious to just how good of shape Brianna was in until that moment, and he couldn't help but stare. She was such a thin girl, but her thighs were thick, along with her nicely curved booty. He broke his vision away before he was noticed, but she was heading straight towards him.
Brianna didn't say a word. She grabbed a floor mat off the shelf and laid it down right in front of Tom's space as she started to stretch. It became impossible not to stare. Brianna bended, stretched, and contorted her petite figure in all sorts of angles, whilst mere feet from Tom's face. Tom was trying to ignore it but to no avail. He couldn't resist staring straight at her perfect ass as she took up the downward dog position right in front of his eyes. Several seconds of leering followed before Tom snapped himself from the trance. He finished up his stretching as quickly as he could and walked away, heading to the other side of the gym and trying not to look back.
A few minutes later, Tom was lifting weights in the free weights section of the gym, a dumbbell in each hand when Brianna passed by behind him. He was acutely aware of her presence due to the surrounding mirrors on each and every wall of the gym. Brianna went straight to the squat rack, loaded the barbell and started to do squats. Tom trained his vision straight ahead, only catching occasional glimpses of the perfectly bending ass through the mirror. A few minutes passed, the tension thick enough to be cut with a knife and fork at this point. They were both acutely aware of each other. Tom uncomfortably shifted about, doing his best to avoid looking over, while Brianna seemed much more carefree.