My head was throbbing and I reached to my nightstand for water. After taking a drink, I rubbed my eyes to get my contacts to adjust so I could see. The clock read 11am. It took me a moment to realize I was alone and my heart sunk.
I climbed out of bed, grabbed a pair of shorts out of my dresser to throw on, and walked out into the living room. The only trace from the night before were my clothes still on the floor in the entry way. I was disappointed, but had never thought through what the morning after might be like. I grabbed my clothes off the floor and took them to the bedroom.
As I reached into my shorts and fished out my phone, I noticed a piece of paper on my nightstand under my waterbottle. I threw the clothes in my closet and grabbed it.
"I didn't want this morning to be awkward, so I thought a note would be better. You have no idea how much I needed last night. Maybe we can repeat it sometime ;)
XO
Kelly
Call me anytime 555-0123"
A little dumbstruck, I unlocked my phone and saw I had a couple of new messages from Julie:
"I hope you enjoyed last night! :D"
"I'm heading to the union for lunch at noon if you want to join."
I texted her back that I would meet her there and jumped into the shower. Replaying the night in my head, I remembered Kelly's line while making out in the alley. It was still confusing. If Julie had just been a spy in the bathroom, then how did she know about my close apartment? I put on a shirt and shorts, grabbed my phone and keys and headed out the door.
I was still trying to contemplate the details when I walked into the union. Julie was sitting in our normal booth in front of the sandwich shop. I ordered and sat down across from her.
"Soooo...." She started.
"What the hell did you tell her?" I just blurted out. I hadn't intended for it to come out so hostile, and she looked shocked.
"uh, well..." she stammered. I cut her off.
"Sorry, I'm not mad, Kelly just said that you had told her my apartment was close, so I was confused" I said.
"I didn't give you the whole truth about the bathroom, but I figured that would be better." Julie explained.
She went into the details and I was a bit shocked. The girls had been talking and freshening up in front of the mirror while Julie spied from the stall. Kelly had told them it had been almost a year since she had gotten any and Julie saw an opportunity. As the girls started to file out, she grabbed Kelly and told her that I was interested and lived close. She talked me up and told her "If you want a good pounding, then he is your guy tonight."
I figured she would be a good wingman, but I didn't think she would be closing the deal for me. I wasn't sure if I should be excited that she set me up or offended that she didn't think I could do it on my own. I was lost in thought trying to decide which way to react when Julie fingers snapping in front of my face brought me back to reality.
"Hello? Are you gonna give me the details, or just leave me hanging?" She questioned.
"Nope, I don't kiss and tell" I joked, smiling.
She pouted, looking at me with those puppy dog eyes. That look could make you want to do anything for her, so I began recapping the events.
"I knew she would be good for you!" She exclaimed after I finished.
Yeah, it was good, but I don't get the note. When do I need to call her? I mean usually it's the 2 day rule, but I've never gotten a girls number after nailing her"
"Oh you are so dense! She doesn't want to date you, she wants you to be a booty call, a rebound guy, a boy toy..." she trailed off.
I had already figured as much, but I wanted to be sure I had understood that note correctly. Starting to get a little turned on thinking about it, I wondered if that night would be too soon to test it out.
"So what about your night?" I asked. "Did you and Travis have a good night?"
"I went home alone," she sighed. "I just wasn't that into him."
"Oh, I'm sorry. How about next time I help set you up then?"
She smiled at me, nodded, and went back to eating her sandwich.
*********************
So back to the story at hand. Julie and I finished college. I ended up with a degree in exercise physiology, finished my sports performance and strength coach licenses, and got a job at a high end local fitness center as a consultant and one on one personal trainer.
Julie finished her degree in education and was a teacher at a public high school. She had just been given the girls varsity basketball assistant coaching job as well.
We were still great friends and even shared an apartment. I had talked the gym owner into letting her come in for free to workout and use our facilities The only the condition was that Julie brought the team to a paid group session once a week.
As I reached the treadmills, she stood waiting, arms crossed, looking a little annoyed.
"I'm sorry," I started. "I totally lost track of time during my workout."
"Yeah, lost track of it in that blondes ass..." She shot back, her icy eyes burning into me.
"Shhhhh, not so loud, dammmit!" I hissed at her "I'm sorry, and yes, her ass is mesmerizing. You would have forgotten the time too." I said, and winked at her.
Julie punched my shoulder. "Let's go." She demanded, "We've gotta make up the 10 minutes you spent drooling all over the floor". She hit the start button on her treadmill. And I knew I was in trouble.
Julie had done a lot of things for me in the 5 years we had known each other, the biggest of which was helping me lose over 100lbs. She was the reason I had fallen in love with the fitness business and decided to make it a career. However, with as much as I trained and as strong as I had become, Julie could still run circles around me. I still think the best part of her day is watching me die trying to keep up with her.
After we had jogged a 5 minutes warm-up, this evil grin flashed across her face. "HIIT day," she beamed at me. My heart sunk. That meant 45 seconds of hell with 15 seconds of recovery for as long as I could continue, followed by a 5 minutes jog and then doing the whole set over again.
The pain that endured was incredible, but I did my best to look good doing it. Kristen was still in the free weights area as we finished our first round on the treadmill. I was watching her do a deadlift exercise with some dumbells as we jogged, sticking that beautiful ass out in the air for the whole gym to enjoy. Julie's words knifed through the stream of dirty thoughts that had entered my head:
"You're doing it again..."