Strength and conditioning

Vi had got so caught up with actually toning her body up, that the flirtation with her dark skinned trainer, Brandon, went from frequent to non existent. At one point, Brandon may have even probed, noting her shift and wondering if he could bring it back, but she didn’t respond, her mind at the time, likely racing with the thought of packing a bit more muscle in her shoulders, a bit more in her back, **** her posture to improve. The hot, muggy, summer days realistically left her with little energy and she wasn’t able to notice it herself. Vi found herself shocked when Erik brought it up in the last two weeks of summer vacation.

“What happened to Brandon? Did you switch trainers or soemthing?”

Vi had given him a puzzled expression, explaining to him that she was still training with him, and that it’s been pretty frequent.

“Oh weird. I thought you had stopped with him or switched trainers, did he…. Turn you down?”

Vi hadn’t even noticed the slight, her mind delved into the last few weeks, she realised that Erik was right. She hadn’t mentioned training with Brandon, she had just called it gym. She had stopped flirting for what?

Vi sits in her car, her hand absentedmindely on her belly. Looking down as she feels the same chill she did the other day. The doubt creeping in at the corners of her mind, the doubt that had been planted in her childhood by her father… She shook her head and slapped her hands across her face, forcing herself out of the stupor. Vi steeled herself. She moved across the country to get away from that place. From him. To be her own person, a confident person. A woman full of confidence and strength. She smiles to herself as she grabs her phone, looking at the lock screen of herself and Erik, faces squished together, Erik with his tongue out and her laughing.

Yeah. Her heart swells with love. They may be a bit of a weird couple, but who isn’t? Even Sai and Ari were the same. She chuckles as she steps out of the car, Ari was always a bit of a freak though. Even before boys got involved.

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“I’ve got legs on the menu for you today, Vi.” Brandon says, his usual booming voice cutting through the gym music, “Or have you been doing legs ‘at home’ again.” He chuckles.

Vi puts a hand to her mouth as she tries to hide her giggle. She’s come in with a plan, she’s pressing restart with Brandon, “I don’t appreciate what you’re implying!” She giggles out, putting her hands behind her back innocently and gazing up at the tall black man.

“Yeah yeah, I’m sure.” Brandon retorts, his male instincts pulling his eyes down to her cleavage for a respectable second, “Back again?”

She shakes her head, putting her bag down ont he ground, “No… Let’s do it.” She grins, “Let’s hit legs. I want to be shaking and struggling to stand when you’re through with me.” Brandon’s eyes light up, no stranger to an innuendo he chuckles but nods all the same.

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“I don’t think I’m feeling it in the right spot.” Vi whines, collapsing under the weight of the bar, it presses into her thighs as Brandon sits on the bench her back is currently leaning on.

“I knoy you’re lying to me. You’ve definitely done hip thrusts before.” Brandon says flaty, a bewildered expression on his face.

“Honest to god! I haven’t” Vi lies smoothly, “Can you just touch where I’m supposed to feel it?” She lets her head fall back, giving the tall man puppy dog eyes, “I’m a visual learner!”

The request was the antithesis of subtle, Vi knows it, and Brandon suspects it. He could just say glutes, he could just say to rest the bar higher on her hips, but why would he? Brandon smirks as he squats down low next to Vi. There’s a hot girl right in front of him, asking him to touch her ass, that’s consent if he’s ever heard it.

“Ok, lift.” He instructs Vi, sending a unexpected shiver down to between her legs, “You should be feeling it right here.” Brandon presses two fingers into her right ass cheek.

“Hmmm. I’m only feeling it in my thighs still.” Vi breathes, her voice getting arier.

“Keep doing the reps, I’ll spot you.” Vi bites her lip in response, moving her hips up and down, the weight of the bar getting heavier with every rep.

“Good movement.” Brandon praises, “Squeeze your gluetes at the apex, and come down slowly.”

“Hmm, yes coach.” It’s half a moan and half struggling to speak, Vi genuinely feeling the burn in her ass muscles, she gets to the bottom and struggles to lift the bar, her legs shaking with the exertion.

Brandon opens his hand and grabs her ass and pushes up with her, taking the opportunity while spotting to get a handful of her ass, which Vi is positively ecstatic for, she still has it.

“Damn. I felt it then.” Vi pants out, her ass on fire. She starts to move out from under the bar, “Thanks for the assist.”

“All in a days hard work for a PT.” Brandon chuckles deeply.

Some time es, Brandon leads Vi through some more lower body exercises, a few sets of the classic squat, Vi begs for his spotting, which he is more than happy to comply with. Vi suspects that Brandon was still wary on pressing against her so she had done him the favour of pressing into him at the bottom of every squat, he can’t move that far anyway, Vi couldn’t help but wonder how many women had felt that hog press against them the way she had. Vi had maintained eye during her hip abductions, doing her best to keep her face somehwat sexy when opening and closing her legs repeatedly. The already short, tight gym shorts riding up just a little bit extra. Brandon got a good prolonged look at her ass when they finished up with lying leg curls, Vi feeling that flutter in her lower stomach when he had pressed his large, gym calloused hands into her upper back, keeping her chest down.

“Proud of you, Vi. I’m glad you let me do some legs.” He watches Vi with amusement as she slams back her water bottle, “I’d say sorry for pushing you so hard, but I like to keep it real with my clients.” He laughs as Vi looks up with an unimpressed face.

“You could at least offer me a massage if you’re going to turn my legs into jelly like that.” Vi answers.

Brandon nods, “Yeah we can do that, you just have to let me know before your session so I don’t book anyone directly after.”

“Wait. You actually do massages?”

Brandon nods again, perplexed to her confusion, “Yeah of course. Proper cool downs and muscle treatment is included in your PT level hip to the gym.”

Vi blinks slowly, eyes unfocused, “I… Didn’t read the contract… To be fair.”

Brandon laughs loudly, his fingers rubbing his forehead, “I never brought it up, thought you just didn’t want it.”

Vi groans, “Damn. I really need to stop just g shit.”

The two laugh together before Brandon eventually assists Vi to her feet and bids her farewell.