I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone - Sex Stories

I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone

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"Ahh, I hear Keisha talk about; whenever you galls go, I know y'all be meat watching."

"Galls? And They do be packing; must be all those aminos. If you're going to go, hurry up and get ready."

"Alright, give me a couple of minutes to get ready."

"Hurry up! I'll be in the car." I get in my workout attire: a hoody, thermals, and shorts. I lock up the apartment and go down to the car. We ride down the street and make it Pure Body before the sun gowns down at 7 PM. I rarely go to the gym at night; I barely ever do. I typically run; it helps me write and is like therapy. It's how I mainly lost all my weight. I took weight training in high school in the last two years. It was an easy A, and I was a natural to it. I gain muscle quickly but never wanted to be a big-muscle guy. I always wanted to be a stick; I can attribute that to being a big kid for most of my life. I did use the gym next to my dorms a lot in college, though, especially after that night.

"So, you wanna work out together or do your own thing," I say to Megan while we walk towards the door.

"Ah, I mean, we can."

"No, it's cool if you don't want to."

"Do you know what to do in there?"

"Wow, yes, I know what to do."

"Okay, we can work out together; I was gonna do legs today."

"Of course."

"Of course? What does that mean?"

"Oh, nothing," I say, looking at her toned legs and ass.

"Uh-huh." She says as we make out to the main room floor. The gym was packed with ...

... all types of people who would expect to be there at this time of day. What would you expect in the most popular gym in the city? My anxiety was through the roof; I was so happy Meg agreed to work out together. Whether it's how I look, my form, or if I get caught with wandering eyes, I prefer to avoid working out in public spaces.

"So, what are we doing first, coach."

"I got to warm up my knee first; let's go to one of the free rooms."

"Okay," I say to her as we walk down the gym hall outside the main floor. The windows in the hallway show me an unrestricted view of people working out on the main floor, with their cameras set up, groups working out, taking turns on machines, etc.

"Cool, it's empty," Megan asks. She walks into one of the free rooms towards the nearest wall."

"So, how often does it flair up when you work out?"

"Depends on how hard I go or if I do damn leg extension like an idiot." She says while doing some knee circles, followed by leg swings. Meg's toned legs, and I could feel her muscle while they were draped on my shoulders, her firm ass in my hand...what am I doing? Not while we're here. "You okay." She says, bringing back to reality.

"Yup, just got lost in thought."

"I know it's kinda chilly outside, but what's with the hoody and tights."

"I hate my body, so I tend to hide it."

"What you have bea... you look good." {beautiful}

"Thanks, and I know I'm not the same person I was back in the day, but I can't help but feel that ...