Make friends with Pat!

Andrew was feeling good. After his breakthrough with Lilith, his anxieties all but disappeared and he decided to keep his tentative plans with Pat. Maria encouraged him and even agreed to hide in the closet in case he wanted to bring her home.

Arriving at the gym, he could tell that Pat had already been there for a while. Her skin glistened with sweat as she leaned over the handlebars of an exercise bike. After drinking in the sight of her incredible ass, he awkwardly approached and cleared his throat. She immediately turned around and, upon seeing him, her face lit up.

"Andrew! You're back!" she said cheerily, unhooking her feet from the pedals. "I wasn't sure if you were gonna show."

"Well, I, uh... I guess I did," he said lamely. He felt heat rise in his cheeks and gaze at his beat-up sneakers.

Pat took it in stride, putting a sweat hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad you did. Come on, pal, let's hit the equipment!"

Their time together felt even more like a personal training session than the day before. Pat didn't do a single exercise while Andrew was with her, instead spending the entire time encouraging and instructing him. She also seemed quite flirtier than the day before; she peppered the training with little moments of touch and even winked at him a few times.

Once, when was trying to figure out a particularly difficult maneuver, Pat actually hugged him against herself in for a demonstration. Andrew was mortified when he instantly got an erection - she clearly felt it, but she took it completely in stride. "It's only natural," she said with a grin. "I'd be insulted if you weren't a little turned on."

The whole session took almost two hours and ended with Andrew chugging ice water while Pat stood triumphantly beside him.

"I don't think I have any energy left in my body at all," he wheezed. He didn't mention the previous day's activities. "I need to lie down."

Pat laughed and sat beside him. "That's the sign of a good workout buddy. Props, man, I knew you could do it."

Andrew didn't respond. He was still catching his breath and trying to hydrate. A beat passed and he looked up at Pat. For the first time, she seemed awkward and unsure of herself.

"Hey, I, uh..." she trailed off. "I've got some great massage equipment back at my place. After a workout like this, you're gonna need a little TLC."

He blinked at Pat and she bit her lip nervously. Was she serious? After a moment, she averted her gaze and started to apologize.

"I didn't- I mean, I'm sure you're busy and-"

"Yes!" Andrew cut her off. "Yeah! A massage sounds great. Maybe I can give you one too." He cringed as he realized how creepy that sounded. Pat was unfazed.

"Thanks! I spent a lot of time on the rowing machine. My glutes are really sore." Andrew's eyes widened as the implications set in. He nodded and hurried to the locker room to shower.