Perfection. That was exactly how you'd describe her. She is sweet, kind and so pretty. She stands at 5'7 and was only 6 stone. A little skinny for my liking, usually, but there is so much more to her than that. She's a brunette and her locks run halfway down her back, when they aren't tied up under her cap for work. She has got a little mean streak running through her, but I know she is never going to try and hurt me. She loves me too much. (I may not have known it when I first met her, but even in the three months I've known her, I've learnt that.) Her smile is something that just blows me away, I can't get over it. It was always a pleasure going to work, knowing she was there. She recently went through a messy split up with her boyfriend, but I'm refusing to take any blame for it, even though I may have caused him to be a little rash, by being such a good friend to Nikki.
Wednesday. My day off work. No annoying customers to put up with today, just me and my thoughts.
Why don't you go to the gym, Joe? You need to do some exercise; of you'll just get fat again
. I thought to myself. I rolled over in my half asleep world, casting my gaze upon the projector clock. 09:30. I rolled out of bed, grabbed a clean pair of boxer shorts and a towel, pressed play on my stereo and walked to the bathroom. The sounds of Guns 'n' Roses drowned out the rest of the noise in the house. After my shower, I shaved and looked at myself long and hard in the mirror.
See? That gut is coming back already
. I looked and there was a small overhang above the waistband of my boxers.
'But there is a six-pack coming out as well.' I said to myself in defence
Prove it. Go to the gym and make it into a proper pack
. I was getting on my nerves, so I grabbed my kit and packed a bag for the gym. I went downstairs and grabbed a quick breakfast. Something to give me energy to see the morning out. I grabbed my keys, wallet and phone. As I headed toward the door, I looked at the screen of my phone. '1 new message: Nikki. Read Now?' I looked at the message
'Hey, huni, I wos just wunderin wot u were doin 2day? Hope I didn't wake you, tb, Nikki x x x x x x x.' I sat down on the stairs and typed a reply:
'U didn't wake me, I wos in the shower. I'm off 2 the gym now and I'll be there until about 12. Wanna come for a quick run or a swim? Joe x.' that text had brought a smile to my face. I walked out of the door, got in the car and drove to the gym. When I'd parked, I looked at my phone. Another message from Nikki:
'I'll b there in a while. Wot r u doin @ the gym 2day?' So I replied to her message:
'It's mainly weights, but I'll use the bike and maybe go for a swim at the end. Txt me when u arrive, will x x x.' I went into the gym, got changed and went up to the exercise suite. I hit the bike and the weights for a while. I'd been there for about 45 minutes, when my phone buzzed, with the arrival of another message from Nikki.
'I'm here. Come down 4 a swim and see me. Luv ya, lvv me. x x x' One last set of repetitions on the bicep curl and I was off down the stairs to the changing rooms. I stripped out of my kit and put on my swimming shorts. I made my way to the pool, where, sure enough, Nikki was.
The sight of her took my breath away. A black 2-piece bikini clung to her perfect form, caressing her large breasts and melding into her tiny waist. I was almost overcome by a rush of blood to my crotch. I gathered my senses and walked over to the shower. I turned it on to cold and regained control of my senses. I walked over to the pool and got in with her. All she was doing was standing in the middle of the pool, staring at me, with a smile on her face. I swam over to greet her.
'I've never seen you like that before, Joe. Nice muscles.' She tried not to sound patronising, but it wouldn't wash with me. My body isn't as athletic as I'd like, but I do keep trying to improve.
'My body doesn't look as good as yours does.' I waggled my eyebrows at her, causing her face to split into a wide grin. She kicked herself off into a lazy backstroke, leaving me in the middle of the pool. I followed, with a front crawl. Occasionally, we'd stop for a little light conversation, or swap, so she could follow me and watch my body, tantalisingly close to her, for a change.
We swam for about half an hour. I was getting really tired by then, but I didn't want to show it. We reached the end of a length and I noticed that there were a few people getting in the pool, spoiling my fun in a way. Nikki swam over to me.
'Why don't we ditch the pool and hit the spa?' She enquired of me, innocently brushing her submerged hand across my backside. I could feel the electricity building between the two of us.
'One last length and I'll come over.' Without another word, I took off on a quick double length of the pool, to direct the blood flow away from my dick, which was suddenly demanding attention from either me or her. Nikki left the pool and wandered over to one of the two spa pools installed for weary muscles after the hard slog of the gym upstairs. I got out of the pool, satisfied I was not showing off my manhood unduly and walked to the spa.
As I approached, I noticed she had got into the pool and was lying, with her arms outstretched to either side of her and her head back against the wall, looking at the ceiling, with closed eyes. The spa hadn't got around to the Jacuzzi cycle yet, so I could see her tranquil form, just lying there. I got in the pool, as quietly as I could, but she noticed me and just opened her eyes and stared longingly at me. I took the seat on her right.