My Gym Neighbour – Part 1 (Getting to know her)

This is Rockyman. Here I would love to narrate an incident.

I got to meet a voluptuous woman whose age, I presume, is around 29 to 32 years old. She refused to tell me her real age, which is natural for most women. She had the right curves and flesh, which excited men.Β  But she was trying to get her sexy figure fit in shape.

She stays in my building and goes to the gym where I workout. I used to go to the gym at 6:15 am and work out till 7:15 am. She usually finishes her workout 15 minutes earlier than me. However, one day it happened that we finished our workout at the same time she had come late that day.

Hence by coincidence, we were returning from the gym at the same time. Since I knew she was from my building, I walked behind her while leaving the gym. But not far away from her. The distance is 5 minutes from the gym to our building.

As we were a few steps from the building, I paced faster to be with her in the lift. I would strike up a conversation with her. She reached the building lift and waited for the lift. I reached it a few seconds later and stood beside her. She looked at me.

I smiled at her, and she smiled back. Then I said ‘Hi’, and she responded with a ‘Hi’. This was my opportunity to initiate the conversation with her.

I asked her, “You were late today for the gym!”

She: Today is my day off, so I decided to rest for some more time.

Me: So, what time do you usually leave for the office?

She: Around 8:30 am

Me: Oh. Hence you try to finish your workout at 7 am.

She: Yeah, I can prepare breakfast and then leave for work.

I said ok. In the meanwhile, the lift arrived. We got in the lift, only the two of us. Hence I decided to continue the conversation. I knew she was staying on the 17th floor, and I lived on the 20th floor.

Me: So, where do you work?

She: I work with an MNC.

Me: So, where is your office location?

She: It’s just 10 km from here south on the highway.

Me: (excited) Hey! Where exactly? Because I also travel around 12 km south on the highway.

When she told me the location, I realised it was on the way to work. I asked her how she travelled to work, and she responded by auto or cab. I offered to drop her in my cab if she was ok and stated that we both would have each other as company. She responded positively.

As we reached the 17th floor, I said, “See you tomorrow at the gym” She responded, “Yeah.” The thought of her company in my car excited me since traffic in the metro city is heavy. I would get at least 20-25 minutes during the 10 km travel.

The next day, I planned to go to the gym early. So I could finish my workout at 7 am, start a conversation from the gym to our building, and plan our travel to work. At the gym, she smiled and asked me, ” Early today.”

I said, “Yeah, since we have to travel together to work at 8:30 am. I will finish my workout at 7 am and leave with you.” She said, “Yeah, right,” and continued her workouts. I continued with my workouts. But there were occasional glances at each other. At 7 am, we left the gym together.

While returning to our building, I asked her, “So, who are all at your place?”

She: I am currently staying alone as my parents have gone to my native place for a month.

Me: Oh. So if you need any help at home, let me know.

She: Yeah, definitely.

Me: What about your siblings?

She: I have a brother who is married and settled abroad. So, I am alone at present.

We reached the building and took the lift. We decided to meet at 8:30 am to leave for work in my car and shared our numbers. This was our daily routine for around a week. We spoke about our general teenage experience, the early twenties, and various experiences.

During the car rides, we used to touch each other wrists or fingers or arms or thighs to get attention when we talked. Through the subtle touches, I gave her signals that I was interested in her.

Then one day, when we met in the car park in the morning, I was stunned to look at her. She wore a knee-length skirt with a full-sleeve top showing her beautiful curves. Usually, she used to wear traditional Indian dresses or pants and a shirt with a coat to the office.

She sensed I was looking at her differently.

She asked, “You see me in the gym every day, then why such a surprised look.”

Me: In gym clothes, you look different and in professional attire, you look stunning.

She laughed and said, “Thank you for the compliments.”

We started on our way in my car. She revealed she didn’t have many friends when she recently moved to Mumbai from Bangalore. I said, “We are good friends now.”

She: In that case, dinner with me tonight.

Me: Sure.

She: What time will you leave in the evening?

Me: 6:30 pm

She: Me too, around the same time, so now you can pick me up in the evening as well

Me: Definitely. This gives us a chance to know each other as friends since we can chat during our travels both ways.

She: Ok then, pick me up at the same location where you drop me off in the evening.

Me: Yeah, I will do that.

During the signal stops on the way, I looked at her directly to chat. She saw me scanning her. I was caught and sheepishly looked ahead. She said, “It seems my professional attire is getting a lot of attention.” I said, ” You look good in that attire, and it suits you well.”

She understood I was in the mood to shower her compliments and smiled. Then I dropped her off at her office, and she said,” I hope you pick me up in the evening on time.” I nodded, affirming and proceeded to my office. In the evening, I picked her up, and she asked, “What would you prefer for dinner?”

Me: Anything which is easier and fast to prepare.

She: Ok, fine, my choice.

When we reached home at 7:15 pm, she said, “Be sharp at 7:45 pm at my place. You must help me with small things while I prepare the meal.” I said, “Sure.”

At 7:45 pm, I was at her place, and she was wearing a short skirt and a tank top. β€œLet’s go to the kitchen. Cut some vegetables for a green salad and grill some chicken.” As I cut the salad, she saw me glancing at her sometimes while she was grilling the chicken.

As we moved around, I started touching her casually to show interest. I purposely stood beside her to feel her breasts. My elbows brushed her boobs, and she realised that but acted as if nothing happened. We sat down for dinner and talked about our professional lives.

During the conversation, she asked, β€œOther than WhatsApp, which apps do you use?” I responded it was Snapchat and shared my Snapchat id with her.

Once we finished the dinner, we chatted for some time. She said, “Oh, I forgot the dessert.” I said, “It’s ok, some other time. You take rest, and I also will rest. See you at the gym tomorrow.”

She said, “We are close friends, right? Then we need to hug before you wish me Good night and leave.”

I nodded, hugged her, and felt her warm breath and breasts on my chest. I moved my palms to her waist and hugged her tightly like we were lovers. I somehow kissed her cheek and forehead without realising what I was doing. I felt her close to me, and she smiled.

As soon as I reached my flat, I received on my snapchat a pic.

“This is your dessert. I watched you scanning me in the morning and in the kitchen. I felt your hard tool when you hugged me tightly while leaving. I understand what you are interested in. Clearly suggesting you wanted me, but somehow you refrained.”

She had sent a picture with a tank rolled up a bit. The short skirt also rolled up, showing her sexy thighs and belly area. I realised I was up for the game and had no point being a good guy, as she knew my intentions.

She messaged, “Do you like this pic?”

Me: Yes. You look super sexy and hot.

She: Send me your wild and dirty imaginations and fantasies of how you will treat me when we are alone.”

Me: You have a sexy figure and a shapely booty. Your boobs are like curvaceous mountains to suck with my lips. With areolas and nipples being the tip of your mountains delicious for me to suck. Wish I was there right now to strip your clothes and kiss all over you in foreplay before going bang bang.”

She: How will you seduce me?

Me: I will remove all your clothes with my lips. I would kiss you, starting with your back. Then slowly, your shapely buttocks and sexy thighs. Your navel button and finally your pussy and your areolas and nipples with your boobs.

She: Will you do it? I doubt it since you had the chance today. Want to see if you do all that in person or if you are stating your imagination.

She sent a wink emoji.

Me: When will you be free to get your figure warmed up with my kisses? It’s up to you. How soon will you give me a chance to caress your superb sexy figure with my lips and kisses?

She: We can plan dinner tomorrow again. And you know what you have for dessert.

I will narrate the remaining encounter in Part 2. Let me know your feedback on my Google Chat at [email protected].

Next Part: My Gym Neighbour – Part 2

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