Ready and waiting

Your delusions about maybe finding Grace up in her bedroom or waiting for you in the shower were quickly dismissed when you went searching for her, finding out that she was stood stretching in the home gym that she seemed to have been put through a lot of use.

“Oh hey, you're here!” Grace greeted, a smile on her face that relieved some of your concerns.

You had thought that she might act differently based off of your earlier texts but she seemed to be the same Grace as always. What did surprise you however was that she wasn’t wearing one of her usual lycra gym tops and had instead opted for a more casual and a lot looser cropped tank top.

You found yourself speechless that she wasn’t even wearing a bra in front of you and you knew it was only a matter of time before she moved or leaned a bit too far before she would be revealing more than just her cleavage, especially if you were about to start working out.

Grace didn’t seem to notice that your gaze was far from innocent and if she did she didn’t react negatively in any way to it and instead moved closer to greet you with a hug.

“You said you were trying to be more confident with getting close to people right?” Grace asked while placing her arms around you, referring to the first excuse you used to try and hug her.

“Ahh yeah of course” You replied, trying not to think about how her tits were pressed up against you while you moved to keep your erection from pressing against her.

The hug seemed to go on for a little longer than you would have expected before Grace pulled back, looking at you with an innocent smile.

“Right, let's get cracking then” she exclaimed, turning around and heading to one of the main pieces of gym equipment that she had in the room.

Just like Grace’s room yesterday, this was your first time actually spending time in this room as you had had no reason to come in here before, spending the majority of your time in either the living room or upstairs in Emma’s room. The equipment itself was what you expected to see considering it looked very similar to what was at The Siren, the public gym that Grace owned. It seemed she had ordered an extra set of equipment for her own personal use and you were glad you didn’t have to go all the way over that to use something this big.

She had pull up bars, free weights, adjustable weight benches, chest press machines and even a rowing machine tucked away in the corner. Almost anything and everything that you had seen in a commercial gym was packed in here as if she couldn’t decide which one to take home with her. The more **** weights plates weren’t included which made sense given Grace’s physique but you could tell almost everything had seen some recent use and had been well taken care of, showing you just how much effort Grace seemed to put into all of this.

“Where do I even start?” You asked, directing your attention to the weightlifting bench, Grace was standing beside.

“Well, we will start with something I think would be on the easier side for you and then ramp up from there. And don’t be afraid to tell me when you are struggling just to save your pride, otherwise the both of us will be in for a bad time.” Grace warned, saving you the trouble of trying to impress her.

You had never really tested your own strength and now that you had better access to some professional gym equipment, now could be the time to test how much a strength upgrade or two would affect you. It could also be the most direct comparison that you could get out of any of the KDK upgrades. The flexibility upgrade you had picked up early on hadn’t been easy to compare with against your original body and the intelligence upgrade seemed more subject.

The strength upgrade however could help enlighten you on the exact change that occurred and that may mean you could relate that to the other upgrades. For example if the max weight you could lift increased by 25%, then maybe that meant your overall flexibility or overall intelligence increased by that much as well went you bought one of the upgrades.

The thought of further testing of the KDK actually made you more excited than you first thought it would, getting you hyped up to start exercising for a change.

“So what weight do you think I should go for at the beginning?” You asked Grace, hoping she would have a better idea than you.

“Hmm, well I think we should try with just the bar at first and then add 5 or 10 kilograms either side to see how you do. The bar weighs 20 kilograms already so that should be more than do-able” Grace answered, with you hoping you didn’t fail at even this level.

“Sounds good” you added, seeing that Grace was already moving to remove the weights already on the bar.

You were hoping to catch a glimpse of how much she could lift but you hadn’t been paying enough attention and Grace had already removed some of the weight plates and stashed them away by the time you turned to look. With all of them now removed, you tried your best to look like you knew what you were doing and lay down on the bench, moving yourself closer to the bar so that it was above your chest.

“Okay get a stable grip and lower it slowly down towards your chest. I’ll let you know if your form needs changing later but for now just do what feels natural” Grace added, standing at the side of the bench.

You were expecting her to stand at the head of the bench but it seemed like she trusted your strength when only using the bar and she was right.

You cautiously unracked the bar and lowered it down towards you, finding that your anxiety was misplaced when the task was easier than you expected. Grace hadn’t told you how many sets to do but it seemed that she was just watching what you would do on your own. For the time being, you decided to do 10 and put the bar back above you, feeling more confident about adding more.

“Good! Think you're comfortable adding more or do you want to stick with that? Personally, I think going for more will be better” Grace asked, double-checking with you before making any decisions.

“I’m okay with more” you answered, getting a smile from Grace as she grabbed 2 of the 10kg weights.

“You didn’t look like you were struggling or even having any issue with 20 so let’s add 10 either side. Okay?” Grace asked, once again confirming with you which you responded to with a nod.

This time she handed you one of the plates for you to add yourself, double-checking you had it correct before motioning for you to get on the bench. This time, it seemed that Grace wanted to be more cautious as she moved to be behind your head, getting ready to spot you if you ended up having any issues.

You once again shuffled yourself into position, except this time, you were greeted with the sight of Grace smiling down at you, her top no longer doing anything to stop you from staring up at her. Your eyes slowly went further up, starting from her now visible navel and travelling up all the way to her breast, giving you the perfect look at her under-boob while you lay there.

“You okay?” Grace asked, with you seeing a hint of blush on her cheeks.

Author’s note: I have no idea about the more technical terms for gym equipment so hopefully my google research is enough to make this readable :)
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