He Discovers She’s a Gym Rat - Part 1 of 2 - Sex Stories

He Discovers She’s a Gym Rat - Part 1 of 2

Sven and Kelly had both dressed warmly, bracing against the cold snap that blew in with some late fall weather in the rural college town of Moscow, Idaho. As they sat for lunch in the casual cafe, they had taken off their winter coats. Underneath her coat, Kelly wore a stylish form-fitting sweater. Her large breasts pulled the form-fitting material taught. That was the first time Sven got a glimpse of how well-defined her figure was. Her large shoulders and bulging upper arms were impressive. Fascinated, Sven gave in to his curiosity. He needed to know more about her. “What do you do for fun?”

“Well, as you might imagine, the winter gets bleak sometimes in the mountains where I grew up. In my senior year of high school, I started going to the gym a lot. I liked it, and you could say I became a bit of a gym rat.”

The easy get-to-know-you conversation continued through lunch as they traded smiles and interesting facts from their lives. Kelly liked Sven’s kind eyes and feathery, slightly curled, light brown hair. His large hands were calloused, causing Kelly to imagine how capable they were. Sven saw beauty in how Kelly’s dark brunette hair gently curled behind her right shoulder and spilled to the front over her left. Well-defined eyebrows warmly accented her dark eyes. Sven was captivated by gazing at her perfectly proportioned face as her playful smile accented her words.

That weekend, Sven took Kelly to the Micro Movie House for their first date. It was two blocks ...

... from Kelly’s downtown apartment, so they decided to walk over for the show. The Micro was a small independent theater featuring yet another run of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, complete with cheap popcorn. The Micro itself had an unlikely history. It started out as a small, independent, eclectic place for indie and second-run films when the owners adapted an abandoned church in 1975. It closed in 1998 but, like the vinyl record phenomenon, returned 50 years later when people, once again, started gathering in person to see trendy vintage movies projected from 35 mm film. But this time, expensive designer drinks could be purchased in the basement, as well as fresh cider and cheap popcorn.

After the movie, the couple were walking downtown toward a nearby bar when Kelly said, “You know, my place is only a block away. Want to just come over and have a beer on me? I have Black Butte Porter. I think you like that one, right?”

Feeling chivalrous, Sven replied, “Yes, but I asked you out. I’d feel weird not treating you to a drink and bar snacks.”

“Come on. I’m a modern woman, and I did let you buy the movie tickets, …and drinks, …and popcorn.” Kelly winked and flashed her beaming smile while she pulled on Sven’s hand to help coax him.

His thoughts of the possibilities swayed Sven. His hopes for intimacy rose quickly, so they changed course to Kelly’s upstairs apartment. It was a nicely renovated one-bedroom, one-bath with a kitchenette. Kelly shucked off her coat and hung ...