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about herself and rambled on, revealing a bit more to her interested listener, her intense, almond-shaped hazel eyes the point of focus.
"I'm still a competitive Fencer and I'm looking forward to completing my third Boston Marathon this spring."
Peter was immediately taken in by Jean's energy and competitive spirit, his ice-blue eyes glancing down to her fresh pedicure and then up to the medium length, straight brown hair she was pulling back into a ponytail as they spoke. While tying up her hair Peter could see Jean was a well-conditioned athlete by the way her long, thin, muscular arms pumped even while performing a mundane task. At Vassar College Jean had honed her competitiveness, lettering in both Fencing and Cross Country while receiving her Bachelor's degree in Environmental Studies.

The always-talkative Peter was momentarily silenced, and after holding eye contact for a bit longer than was comfortable, he gathered himself.
"I look forward to working out with you. Maybe we can take a run together sometime?"
Jean's response came quick and was playfully challenging.
"Sure. I do my long run on Sunday mornings..."
The attention that would be showed to her by the club's owner had Jean looking forward to each workout session, which naturally grew in length.

Safe inside the confines of his club, surrounded by mirrors reflecting his near perfect physical appearance from every angle, Peter never felt more empowered. It had been a place where loyal club members seeking the same kind of isolation congregated, hoping to find the same satisfying reflections.

Even as she made her way from one chromed apparatus to another, Jean couldn't take her curious eyes off him, using the carefully placed mirrors and bright lighting to help her follow his movements. From across the room Jean secretly watched as his tightened back muscles swelled beneath bare, sweat-soaked skin while he completed his final lat pull. His colossal effort provided enough stimulus to motivate her through her last set of leg presses; and locked in a tightly focused hypnotic stare, she finished by powerfully exhaling in one short, hard burst that stole everyone's attention.

The rhythmic clang of forged steel meeting its end after gliding effortlessly along perfectly aligned vertical dowels would play background to the heightened sexual tension between them. These indelible images and predictable rhythms prodded at a wanton Jean as she willingly transcended through the sweetest seduction she had ever known...

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