A switch is someone who likes to be dominant or submissive, depending on how I feel in that moment. Being a switch doesn't mean I necessarily like to be dominant as often as I'm submissive. I spend most of my sex life being neither of those things. All it means is that sometimes I do like to take a dominant role and sometimes I like to take a submissive one.
I try to work out at Lakeshore Sports & Fitness twice a week after work. Yesterday I was working late but still wanted to get a workout in arriving at the gym around eight fifteen pm. I changed quickly, I didn't have long to get my work out in, before they closed at nine.
I was working up a good sweat on the stationary bike when I noticed Tara, A lawyer I had argued cases against, she is bright and articulate, five seven, fit an tone, with short blonde hair. Finishing on the bike I approach her to say hi.
"Hey how are you?"
"Cheryle, I'm good, working late again?"
We laughed as the announcement came over the speakers "five minutes till closing."
"Where did the time go, I need a shower, long ride to Allen park."
"My apartment is right around the corner, you can use my shower if you want, before you catch the L home."
"That would be wonderful, Cheryle, thanks."
Gathering our belongings we made the short walk to my apartment.
"Want something to drink before you shower?"
"I love a cold beer, sweetie."
Sweetie seemed odd coming from her, a lion in court, always having the right word or phrase. What did she mean, was she belittling me, I got her beer out of the refrigerator and handing it to her we took seats on the couch. Sipping our beers still in our work out cloths, her body glistened, but her calling me sweeting still rub me the wrong way. We were not girlfriends, we were professional woman, adversaries, did she not respect me.
