PogueMahone
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Joe Davis wrapped the towel around his neck as he stood up, his chest heaving as he regained his breath. It felt good to being working out again, he thought as he wiped his forearm across his face, wiping the sweat away as he glanced around the sparsely populated gym. He liked coming here early in the day, there weren't that many other people here so he could move through the machines without waiting too long for someone else to finish their workout. Wiping his face once more, Joe reached up to grip the handles of the lat machine, his eyes following one spandex clad woman as she walked by. That's the other benefit of coming here early, Joe thought to himself as he pulled the bar down towards his chest, his eyes still following the woman's spandex clad ass, all the Mom's and stay at home wives come during the day.
Joe had only been back in town for a few weeks, his company having transferred him back here to start up another outlet. It was good being back in his old stomping ground, although he wished that some of his old friends were still around. It seemed that in the year he had been away almost everyone he knew had moved somewhere else. "Oh well," Joe sighed as he finished up his workout, toweling the sweat off his face as he started towards the locker room. At 33, Joe was in pretty good shape, better shape than he had been in college if he was honest about it. He worked out a couple of times a week, as often as his job would allow him too. Entering the locker room, Joe glanced at his reflection, his dark brown hair was plastered to his forehead as he peeled his sweat soaked shirt off over his head. A quick shower and then off to work, Joe thought to himself as stripped down.
After a hot shower, Joe dressed in the dark blue pants and shirt that were the uniform of his company, stuffing his workout clothes into his duffel bag. Stepping out of the locker room, Joe glanced around the gym quickly, his eyes widening slightly as he recognized one person. "I don't believe it," Joe chuckled to himself as he watched the attractive woman on the elliptical. "Amy Sanderson." Joe had always had a thing for Amy, ever since his roommate had first introduced them. What Joe hadn't realized at the time he first met her was that Amy was cheating on her husband with Mark, a fact that Mark didn't share with Joe until after he'd moved away. Joe had fantasized about Amy numerous times but after Mark had moved out of town Joe had thought he'd never see her again. But there she is, Joe mused to himself, watching her she pedaled the elliptical, oblivious to the rest of the world. She's still looking good, Joe noted, his eyes running over her body, I thought that she'd had a kid. If she did, she certainly kept her shape afterwards. As he watched her workout, all of his old fantasies began floating through Joe's head. I wonder if she remembers me?" Joe thought as he moved towards the elliptical.
"Amy? Amy Sanderson?" He asked with false doubt as if he wasn't sure it was really her. "Hi, Joe Davis. Do you remember me?" He asked with a smile.
Joe had only been back in town for a few weeks, his company having transferred him back here to start up another outlet. It was good being back in his old stomping ground, although he wished that some of his old friends were still around. It seemed that in the year he had been away almost everyone he knew had moved somewhere else. "Oh well," Joe sighed as he finished up his workout, toweling the sweat off his face as he started towards the locker room. At 33, Joe was in pretty good shape, better shape than he had been in college if he was honest about it. He worked out a couple of times a week, as often as his job would allow him too. Entering the locker room, Joe glanced at his reflection, his dark brown hair was plastered to his forehead as he peeled his sweat soaked shirt off over his head. A quick shower and then off to work, Joe thought to himself as stripped down.
After a hot shower, Joe dressed in the dark blue pants and shirt that were the uniform of his company, stuffing his workout clothes into his duffel bag. Stepping out of the locker room, Joe glanced around the gym quickly, his eyes widening slightly as he recognized one person. "I don't believe it," Joe chuckled to himself as he watched the attractive woman on the elliptical. "Amy Sanderson." Joe had always had a thing for Amy, ever since his roommate had first introduced them. What Joe hadn't realized at the time he first met her was that Amy was cheating on her husband with Mark, a fact that Mark didn't share with Joe until after he'd moved away. Joe had fantasized about Amy numerous times but after Mark had moved out of town Joe had thought he'd never see her again. But there she is, Joe mused to himself, watching her she pedaled the elliptical, oblivious to the rest of the world. She's still looking good, Joe noted, his eyes running over her body, I thought that she'd had a kid. If she did, she certainly kept her shape afterwards. As he watched her workout, all of his old fantasies began floating through Joe's head. I wonder if she remembers me?" Joe thought as he moved towards the elliptical.
"Amy? Amy Sanderson?" He asked with false doubt as if he wasn't sure it was really her. "Hi, Joe Davis. Do you remember me?" He asked with a smile.