Liam had the car finished at 19:30. It was running like a dream and he knew that the client would be more than happy to have his prized possession back on the road. Liam cleaned down the nose of the vehicle, making sure there were no greasy marks on it. Checked once again, that all his tools were back in the correct place in his tool kit. And called it a day. He stuck his head into his bosses office on his way to clean up. "OK Jon, she's all done."
"Well done Liam. I really appreciate you staying to get it finished. Don't come in until lunch time tomorrow as pay-back ok?"
"Ok Jon. Thanks, see you tomorrow." He went into the clean-up room and covered his arms in degreaser. Ten minutes later, he was cleaned up and on his way to the gym. He was twenty minutes later than usual when he walked through the door and greeted Wendy, the receptionist. "Hello you." He smiled at her. Wendy's face lit up in a returning smile.
"Hi Liam. You're a bit late this evening?" Her strong West Country accent raised another smile on Liam's face.
"Yes, had a job that had to be finished tonight, so stayed behind at work. How're you and your girls?"
"Yeah, we're fine, thanks for asking. Look, you had a client booking your services for an induction and personal training for the next six weeks. I'm not sure if they tried to call you as it was booked on the other shift rotation, but the client is already here waiting?"
"Oh," Liam's face fell. "I had said that I was not available for the next month or so as I was trying to bulk up a little more. And I think I have done more than my share of free sessions to make up for the course that the gym put me through."
"Couldn't agree more Liam. So, I have put this through as 'paid instructor training'. That will mean you get paid. Sorry about the bulking up though. But to be fair Liam, you are already big enough." She giggled, "Muscle wise that is, I can't answer about anything else..."
"Ok Wendy. But only because it's you. But can you mark up my profile to say that I am not available at the moment? Now, what's his name and you said he needs induction and personal training? Any more details or is that it?
"Course I will 'my luvver', now the clients name is, well it's a woman not a man. Her name is Natasha Alamanni, sounds French?"
"Um, more Italian I'd have thought?"
"No other details, so you'll have to ask her yourself what her requirements are. Though she is a new member and was booked for induction with Scott, but he is off sick at the moment. Looks like she asked for you specifically too? Do you know her?"
"Well I met a Natasha here last night and showed her round some of the equipment, so perhaps it is her?"
"Anyway, she has been waiting for thirty minutes now, so you'd better scoot."
"Ok 'my luvver'." He said, mimicking accent with a smile as he headed for the stairs.
He quickly changed into his shorts and tee-shirt, grabbed his phone and 'fit bit', chucked his bag in his locker, and headed for the gym. He found Natasha on the floor mats, doing her warm up exercises and stretches.
"Well, good evening." She smiled warmly at Liam. "Thought I had been stood up!"
"Good evening Natasha. I'm sorry, but I was not told that I had been booked until I turned up here tonight and I was working late to finish a job. Had I known, I could have let reception know and they could have informed you. I had also told them, that I was not available for training sessions, as I am supposed to be bulking up this month for an important game."
"Oh," Natasha's face fell. "I've messed things up a little for you, haven't I? They didn't mention to me that you were unavailable though? Training for what, a rugby match?"
"Yeah, but look, don't worry. Had it been anyone else, I would have asked the guys to move you to another trainer, but for you, I'll do it. I can fit in my training alongside you as we go around the bits of kit."
"Oh, why thank you sir." Natasha bobbed in a little curtsy. "But one has to ask why you would do this specifically for me?" She stared intensely at Liam awaiting his response. "Is it to do with the fact that I am young, attractive and fit..." And thrusting out her chest she continued, "And of course in case you hadn't noticed...a woman."
"You left out modest." Liam smirked at her, noticing that since he had arrived, her nipples had been getting larger beneath the very thin material of her lycra top. It was evident that she was not wearing a sports bra, or any other form of support as he could just make out the areola too. He dragged his eyes away before he was caught staring.
"Oh, but modesty is a given in one so fair, surely. Or perhaps you were more interested in my form?" She pirouetted in front of him. Her tight leggings moulded to all of her curves perfectly, and intriguingly the seam ran tightly across her vulva, creating two pronounced mounds either side. He felt himself stirring, and looked away.
Liam laughed at her banter. "Perhaps it is none of the above. Perhaps it is because I am a professional, trying to offer a good service, perhaps it is because you asked specifically for my help, perhaps because I found you funny and interesting. Doesn't always have to be about the fitness of the body, more the concept of the fitness of the body when coupled with the complexity of the personality."
Natasha stood in front of him with her mouth open. "Ummm. He's cute, he's handsome, he's fit, he's muscular, he plays rugby and now he is deep too? How can this young man still be single?"
"I didn't say I was..."
