Lunch with the girl from gym

Mark had agreed to take this girl out for lunch, saying that he would shout the meal just for spilling the water all over her.

They sat at a nearby cafe, ordering a light meal each. He found out her name was Morgan and she had very recently moved out to San Fransisco after her parents divorced.

Morgan’s dad was a drunk and a nasty person to be around at any time he was drinking. Her mother chose to get away, moving to Canada where her parents lived. Not wanting to move countries but also wanting to get away from her father, Morgan headed west and found herself now living in San Fransisco.

As they started getting down their light lunches, Morgan quickly started to turn the attention to what Mark was looking at while they were at the gym.

“Soo... when you go to the gym, do you workout your muscles or just work your eyes,” she said, putting her head on her hands as her elbows rested on the table.

“Uhhh what,” Mark said, pretending that he didn’t really know what she was talking about.

Morgan made it much easier to understand, asking him straight up, “Did you get your gym membership just so you can perv on all the girls with nice bodies?”

She was trouble, she had it written all over that mischievous face. Mark didn’t know how to respond, he was turning red in the cheeks again, unable to answer her.

Before he had a chance to respond, Morgan began to laugh, “I’m just messing with you Mark.”

He laughed with her, still feeling a little embarrassed about the whole situation. “To be fair, i can guarantee that I wasn’t the only guy to be looking at you today, I can 100 percent guarantee that.”

“Trust me, I know,” she said, smirking back at him.

She appeared to be super keen, as if her hormones inside her were bubbling up, like she wanted the D.

They soon finished their lunch when Morgan’s phone ran. Mark tried to ignore it and not listen in in respect for her privacy as she received the call. It did however sound like she was talking to someone like a boyfriend. Was she not single?

Morgan looked frustrated when she said goodbye and hung up the phone.

“Everything all good?” he asked her, preparing himself to start heading home.

She looked into his eyes, ignored his question and put a question to him herself, “Want to come back to mine?”

He had no idea what that call was about but it almost certainly led directly to Morgan inviting him back to her joint.

A mid-day root was now a real possibility. He felt a little bit of guilt though, although he wasn’t in a relationship with Winter yet, Mark felt as if it would have been a bit of a kick in the guts to her if he went back with Morgan.

But what could he say, Morgan’s banging body could be all his for an hour if he played his cards right.