Clearing Your Head (Gym)

You hastily straighten yourself and throw on some deodorant, trying to erase any traces of your recent encounter with Madison. As pleasurable as it had been, you couldn't shake off a sense of guilt. Get ahold of yourself, Clay, you think. Have some self-control.

As you head back downstairs, you decide that the best way to avoid any awkwardness with Blaine is by leaving for the gym, since he'd surely be done there by now. You're not sure you could face him after what you'd done.

The gym is just around the corner from your apartment, so after slipping into some sneakers and grabbing your keys, you head out. It's a bright day outside; the sun casts long shadows that stretch across sidewalks like tendrils of warmth reaching out for passersby.

When you enter the gym, familiar faces greet you with cordial nods and quick hellos. You return them in kind, but internally your mood is somber.

As you workout, your mind is preoccupied with thoughts of Eve and the intensity of your encounter last night. Her words echo in your head: "Welcome to a world without limits." What good was this new power? The pleasure was undeniable, sure. But was that the tradeoff? Pleasure for betraying your morals? Or was there more to it?

But even amidst these wild thoughts, Madison' face lingers at the back of your mind. The memory of her innocent eyes staring into yours as her lips brushed the base of your pelvis, is still driving you mad. You try pushing it away, but it keeps coming back like a stubborn weed refusing to be uprooted.

Lost in thought, you jump in surprise when a sudden tap on your shoulder startles you back to reality. It takes only a split second for you to recognize Mia, your best friend's girlfriend, standing behind you.

"Hey, Clay," she greets you warmly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

As you turn around to face her, your eyes drink in the sight of Mia. She's trim and toned, clearly devoted to maintaining her physique and every inch of her dark skin glimmers with a thin layer of sweat. – a testament to her most recent workout. Her hair is pulled back, perfectly framing her piercing brown eyes and she's wearing a tight black sports bra and mid-length black yoga pants that cling to her body, emphasizing every curve and muscle.

"Hey, Mia," you reply with a slight frown, trying to shake off the lingering thoughts of your previous encounter. "Just lost in thought there for a moment."

She gives you a concerned look. "Are you doing okay?" she says, her voice worried. "I was talking to Blaine earlier and he said you were supposed to join him this morning, but he didn't want to wake you."

Your guilt amplifies as she expresses her concern for you, making your apology come out more like an confession.

"Shit," you blurt out before apologizing profusely to Mia. "Things got a little out of control last night. I'm really sorry about this morning. I've been a bad friend."

Her face softens with understanding, but it's clear she's puzzled by the earnestness of your apology. "It's alright," she says reassuringly. "You don't need to explain. Just let me know if there is something you want to talk about."

There's a brief moment where your mind lingers on Madison, and how her lips felt wrapped around your cock earlier today, but it quickly dissipates. You can't bring yourself to reveal the truth about what happened last night.

"I appreciate that," you respond with a small smile, grateful for her sensitivity. "I think I just need to take it easy today. I might go sit in the sauna for a while, sweat out my demons," you joke more to yourself than to her.