Try out the trainer

You make your way over to the woman. As you draw near, your eyes take in as many details as possible. She looks Latin or perhaps Polynesian. Her olive skin glistens with a light layer of sweat from her workout. She has shoulder-length black hair that is pulled back with an elastic band. Her spandex shorts and tight workout shirt reveal that she has no excess body fat, and she may have more muscles than you, although she isn’t bulky by any means.

“Do you work here?” you ask.

“Yes, what can I do for you?” There are a LOT of things she can do for you, but you decide to take it slow. As she turns toward you, you see the name Maria embroidered on her shirt.

“I’m home from college for a few months and was thinking of getting involved with some kind of training,” you say. Technically that is true, although physical fitness isn’t exactly the primary desired outcome. “What do you suggest?”

She looks you over appraisingly. You watch carefully for signs that she finds you hot, but if she does, she keeps it well hidden.

“Well, you appear to be in pretty good shape,” she says. “What do you do now to stay fit? Do you run? Cycling? Pilates?”

You could actually say that you’ve done Pilates. Dawn Pilates is a junior history major back at school. You met her in the cafeteria, and despite her playing hard to get, you finally sealed the deal in the backseat of your buddy’s borrowed car after dinner and a movie. You refrain from mentioning that, though.

“Well, I do a little bit of everything.” Actually, that would be an even better line coming from your brother, who truly drew no lines when it came to sexual adventures. Compared to him, you are practically a seminary student.

Maria reaches out and touches your biceps and shoulders. It is all you can do not to treat that as the start of foreplay and reach out and feel her up. Instead, you stand there as she evaluates you, wondering if she notices that your jockstrap is doing a rather shitty job at restraining your growing erection.

“I think we could set you up with a nice mix of cardio and weights. Are you just wanting a training plan, or are you interested in a personal trainer as well?”

“Oh, I’m definitely interested in a personal trainer. I’m very happy with you, if you are available.”

“Of course,” she says. “Why don’t I go to the office and put something together for you, and then we can talk. How does that sound?”

It would sound better if she was saying that while looking down on you as she straddles your naked body, but for now you respond with, “That will be fine. I’ll just finish up my workout and then come see you.”

She smiles, holds out her hand and says, “I think you will be very happy with what I can do with your body.”

Ok... that’s just too good of an opportunity to pass up. Do you respond with an innuendo, or try to show some maturity?