Getting Her in Shape

Getting Her in Shape
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“Can we talk for a second?” Eva asked as I was watching a football game. “I kind of need a favor from you.”

“Sure, but can this wait until later? This game is almost over,” I replied, almost to the point of ignoring her with my eyes glued to the television.

She picked up the remote control and shut the tv off.

“Hey! I was watching that!”

“You can read the results online or catch the replay on the news, I really don’t see what the difference is anyway,” she replied sternly, with her eyebrows raised.

“Fine, what can I do for you?”

Her hands reached underneath her t-shirt and she lifted it up to reveal her soft and curvy stomach to me.

“That’s what you can do for me,” she replied. “At my age, it’s not as easy as it used to be. So what do you say? Do you think you give me a good workout routine? We’ve still got a lot of old gym equipment in the garage that we could use.”

“You’re being way too hard on yourself. You look great the way you are and those curves of yours look very womanly,” I said with encouragement.

“Thanks, but I desperately feel the need to get in good shape while I still can. So what’s it going to be?”

I gave her a skeptical look. “I don’t know about this. I mean, it would be kind of awkward don’t you think? You know, with me having to watch you do reps with weights and all that. Why don’t you go to the gym instead? They’ve got all the best equipment, not to mention that the personal trainers there are used to dealing with women your age…no offense.”

“Gyms today are so crowded,” she replied. “Plus you know how much of a clean freak I am. All of the machines and lockers have got to be covered with germs and bacteria; I read about it on the news.”

“Seriously? I walked past the gym at the mall and it was less than half full. It looked spotless as well. There are many regulations nowadays about cleanliness you know. There’s anti-bacteria stuff all over the place.”

She sighed, “Fine, if you want the real reason why I don’t want to go the gym, it’s because it’s filled with fellow students of mine, and the last thing I need is for them to see me working out. And I ESPCIALLY don’t want any female students seeing me naked while I’m in the locker room. So what’s it going to be mister?”

“Well I guess it looks like I’m not in a position to argue with you,” I replied.

“No, you’re certainly not,” she said with her arms crossed and a stern look.

“Okay, we’ll start whenever you’re ready. I’ll try to think of a routine which would be perfect for you.”

A big smile appeared on her face and she bent down to give me a hug. “Thanks! I knew you’d see it my way. We’ll start tomorrow after I buy something proper to wear.”

And so it began; every so often Eva and I would meet in the open area of our garage to work out. It started out simple enough, with her wearing sweat pants and a thin sweater. I had her doing basic workouts to begin with, such as a warm on the stationary bike, followed by light weight-lifting and stretching. Or we would spend the entire session doing strictly cardio.

And as time went on, her fitness quickly progressed and so did the confidence she had in her already beautiful body. She started wearing tight spandex pants along with more tightly fitting sweaters on top. And I had her doing more intermediate exercises to go along with all of that.

She always made a point of thanking me whole-heartedly after every workout because she still had assumed that me being her ‘personal trainer’ was still a real drag on my time. But what she didn’t know, and what I obviously didn’t want to tell her, was that I was starting to enjoy our sessions a lot more than I was letting on. It’s one of those things where you don’t know how it happens, but it just does. Maybe it had to do with the fact that we became even closer with all the new time we spent together. Or maybe it had to do with good and vivacious she looked each time.

“That’s it, one more rep!” I yelled in encouragement as Eva finished her dumbbell rows.

She dropped the weights when she was done and shook her arms around like I taught her, to relieve the tension.

“Phew! You’ve really been stepping up these workouts lately,” she sighed, breathing heavily. “It’s exhausting, but it feels great. I don’t think I’ve worked out this hard even when I played sports in college.”

“Well, it’s only because you’ve been improving so fast and your endurance keeps getting better. You’re a real natural at this.”

She smiled and lifted her arm to flex her bicep through her clothes. “Thank you. My dad and my brothers have also been drawn to sports and fitness, and they were very good at it. So I guess it’s good genetics when it comes to our family.”

“If that’s the case, we better hurry up and finish up this last part of your circuit while your heart rate is still up,” I said, pointing to the workout bench for her to do her dumbbell presses. “You get better results that way.”

“Hold on a sec, this sweater is killing me right now.”

She casually turned around to pull her sweater off and placed it neatly on a nearby table. She stood in her sports bra and took a sip from her water bottle, completely oblivious to the fact that I was in awe over her sculpted body. My eyes quickly rolled around the trickles of sweat glistening on her lower & upper back, shoulders, and her arms. And after she finished her drink, she turned back around to focus on her weight lifting again and I shifted my eyes away as fast as I could.

“Oh, pardon the attire,” she said, alluding to the fact that she caught me looking. “It’s gotten a little warm lately. Plus I feel more confident wearing something like this.”

“Well I can see why, you look great! I mean, I didn’t mind those curves you showed me when you first asked me to help you, but your body looks so different now.”

“Thanks!” she smiled, looking down at her more flattened stomach and giving it a pat, flexing her abs. “A healthy diet and a good workout routine will do that to you. And I owe it all to you.”

“You can thank me by hitting these weights.”

I didn’t need to give her much instructions anymore as she bent down to pick up a heavier set of free weights and laid down on the bench to do her dumbbell presses. As always, I counted her reps for her and made sure that her form was perfect. But for the very first time, I was seeing her do such a strenuous exercise with her wearing only a small top. My eyes were enthralled by the sight of her triceps and shoulders flexing. But more than anything, seeing the muscles in her chest start to flex was making me very aroused. And seeing her large breasts being squeezed in her sports bra- wow.

When she finished, she sat up to place the weights on her thighs, took a quick breathe, and then put the weights down so that she could get more water. My eyes seemingly had a mind of their own as they roamed her defined and sweater body. And once again, I was too slow to look away as she glanced at me.

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File Size: 217 KB
Print Length: 34 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

Price(USD): $0.95

Getting Her in Shape