All of me (4 page)

‘Wait!’ he instructs.  Exiting the car he
moves around to my door, opening it for me once again.

I flush, ‘thank you Matt, take care of
yourself,’ I turn, but he grasps my arm, gently pulling me back and leaning me
against the car.  I cannot breathe as I glance up and notice his eyes have
darkened as they fixate on my lips, he gently moves down until they are
touching mine and I gasp.  My insides are fluttering as I lean into his kiss. 
His hand locates my neck, pulling me into him as he deepens the kiss.  His
tongue demands an entrance as I feel sensations running through me and groan, I
open for him and he dips inside, gently stroking his tongue against mine
exploring, probing.

I move my body up against his, delighting
in the feeling of his hands wrapping around me rubbing up and down my spine
rhythmically.  I am panting against the sensations, as I feel an unfamiliar
ache in my sex. He groans and pushes himself against me, his arousal becoming
evident.  I am in a bubble of lust, as I thrust my hand around his neck
attempting to get closer into him.

‘Emily,’ he whispers hoarsely, ‘do you
want to take this inside?’

‘Hmmmm,’ I moan, not wishing to stop.

‘Emily?’ he croaks.

‘No!’ I pull away suddenly, enormously
conscious that I am standing in Lucy and Tom’s front garden in a passionate
embrace with an extremely hot man. ‘Gosh, I am sorry,’ I step back, my face
flushing with embarrassment and what I presume is lust.

‘Emily, its ok,’ he soothes, ‘never be
sorry for a kiss like that,’ he exhales a breath, ‘that was something else.’

‘I got to go,’ I fluster, pulling myself
together and turning away.

‘Can I see you again?’ he calls.

‘No, I don’t think so. I don’t date Matt,
I told you that,’ I open my front door, slamming it behind me.

I run directly up to the living area,
rushing to the window I observe as Matt turns the vehicle around and drives up
the road.  Oh my! What was that?  I am beside myself with shame, what if Lucy
saw?  I wander around the flat in a dream, my body tingling as I recollect that
kiss, I need to find a man!

********

Matt’s mind revisits that kiss, he is in
the office preparing for a motivation meeting with his staff. That kiss was
captivating, he could have kissed her all afternoon, all over her beautiful body. 
What is going on with him? He has lusted over woman before, but she refuses to
leave his mind.  He needs to have his fill of her, needs to feel her beneath
him.  He takes a deep breath as a stirring occurs below, he will find a way.

********

Emily receives a complimentary gym pass
through the post on Tuesday morning, along with a hand written note from Matt.

Emily,

I enjoyed Saturday very much and would
very much like see you again,

Try the gym, if you enjoy it, let me
know and I will provide an annual membership.

Call it guilt for my bad driving!

Oh and that kiss, was unforgettable,
care to repeat?

Matt.

I grin despite myself, that kiss was
unforgettable for me too! I throw the letter in my handbag before jumping into
my new red Corsa and drive to work.

It is Thursday night that I decide to take
a look at the gym. I walk inside and provide my pass, which the Receptionists
taps into the computer smiling up at me.

‘Thank you Miss Taylor, if you would wait
just one moment, Paul will show you around and you can get going.’  She walks
through to the office behind and a couple of minutes later a tall, blond man in
shorts and a t-shirt, with Ritchie Gyms emblazoned across the chest area,
appears before me.

‘Hello, Miss Taylor,’ he shakes my hand.
‘Paul Martin, I am one of the Personal Trainers here please follow me.’

I smile, ‘it’s a pleasure to meet you
Paul,’ I murmur. I didn’t realize this was going to become a formal affair.  I
was planning to experience a workout, whilst satisfying my curiosity as to
Matt’s enterprise.

We meander around the bustling area while
Paul introduces me to all the amenities, which are quite fantastic.  He shows
me the gym, where I ask him to demonstrate a few of the machines.

‘That’s great, thank you Paul, I will
just get changed and have a bit of a workout. This is all new to me, apart from
running I have never experienced this level of exercise,’ I smile.

‘No problem, if you require any help I
will be over there along with the other personal trainers,’ he points to an
office which is obviously double sided leading on to the front desk also.

‘Thank you.’ I reply.

I have been running on the treadmill for
the past twenty minutes whilst listening to my playlist as I pound the
machine.  I am breathing heavily as I wander over to the weight machines
curiously, I have never attempted weights, but am eager to strengthen my upper
body.  I am working out how to lighten the weights on one of the machines, when
someone taps me from behind.  I remove my ear buds and turn into the mean and
moody face of Matt.  My eyes round at his attire, he is dressed in shorts and a
vest top his taut muscles exposed for my view.

‘Hi,’ I stutter flushing.

‘Well hi yourself, how are you getting
on?’ his eyes travel my body and I flush.

‘Fine thank you,’ I realize I am pink and
shiny from the treadmill and suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious, ‘hot,’
I wave my hand in front of me as he smiles suggestively.

‘Can think of no better word myself,’ he
grins and I think my heart stops beating.  He takes pity on me and enquires,
‘can I help?’ directing his gaze to the machine.

‘I was just working out how to adjust the
weights,’ I am thankful for the welcome distraction.

Matt directs me and watches, as I attempt
the machinery, ‘good’ he encourages, ‘you have good core strength.’

‘I need to strengthen my upper body,’ I
murmur ‘I don’t want bingo wings appearing!’

He moves me to a weights area where a huge
climbing frame contraption stands and directs me to an apparatus that concentrates
on the area in question.

‘Hold onto the handle bars,’ he guides
and I comply, ‘now pull down towards you,’ he moves his hand to my stomach area
from behind, ‘keeping this taut.’

All I can focus on is his hand on my body. 
I take a deep breath in and pull down, his hand burning into me.

‘And hold for one, and two, and three,
and four, and slowly return.’ I am flushing through exertion and the sensations
running through me.

‘How does that feel?’ he murmurs seductively,
close to me from behind.

‘Good,’ I stutter breathlessly.  I am
certain he is aware of how his proximity affects me.

‘And again,’ he encourages, removing his
hand.

By the time we have finished the work out
I am hot, sweaty and aroused. Matt promotes feelings I have never experienced
before, but that is not really surprising due to my naivety with men.

‘Great, so how do you feel?’ he enquires.

‘Like I need a shower,’ I pant bending
over.

‘Cold one?’ he murmurs amused and I throw
him a filthy look, he chuckles, ‘fancy a smoothie in the café?’

‘Sure, I won’t be long,’ I walk into the
changing rooms, calming my churning insides.

I shower and change back into my short
denim skirt and white t-shirt, before locating Matt in the café.  He is deep in
discussion with, what I presume, is the manager still dressed in his gym
attire.

‘Hi,’ he smiles down to me, ‘thank you
Mark,’ he turns away and sits at a nearby table, where he has two smoothies
prepared. ‘So did you enjoy it?’

‘Yes thank you, did you not require a
cold shower?’ I probe, flirting.

‘Oh Emily, you have no idea,’ he grins,
‘but I haven’t had my workout yet, so I will wait.’

‘Oh I hope I didn’t prevent you from your
routine?’ I frown.

‘No that’s fine, I prefer it when it is
quieter in the gym.  Besides, I had fun watching you bending over the machines,’
his eyes sparkle.  I flush once again, unable to find a suitable retort to his
comments.  He hands me an envelope, ‘here, a year’s membership, my gift to you
call it compensation.’

‘Oh, I will pay,’ I am embarrassed,
‘nothing is for nothing.’

‘You will pay, you will allow me a date
Emily.  That is the price of the membership, for you.’

I sip my smoothie, my mind computing this
information battling against my inner voice, ‘surely you can endure my company
for one date?’ he queries at my silence.

My eyes penetrate his, my insides warm, ‘I
guess,’ I attempt indifference, but I hear the breathlessness in my own voice.

‘Good, how about Saturday night?  I have
a business dinner to attend, will you accompany me?’ he tilts his head slightly,
which I find endearing.

‘A business dinner?’ I repeat, ‘Oh I
don’t know.’

‘Of course you do, it’s just dinner and a
bit of dancing. I need to show my face, then if you want we can do something
else?’ his eyes are sparkling with suggestion.

I take in his handsome face and know I
want to feel those lips on me once again, ‘ok’ I relent.

‘Great!’ he grins, ‘I will pick you up at
seven, wear a dress,’ I stand retrieving my smoothie.

‘Thank you for the training.’

‘Anytime,’ he smiles.  As I walk away, I
am aware of his eyes on my every move, I cannot help the sway that I add to my
walk as I smile.

********

Matt watches the way her rear end moves
as she exits his gym, he cannot wait to get his hands on her soft body.   There
is no doubt that he will, she is attracted to him despite herself.  He feels it
engulfing them.

 When Shaun had called to inform me Miss
Taylor had arrived to try out her guest pass, I had been shocked, I had assumed
she would bin it. I had pre warned the staff to notify me of her arrival, if
she did indeed appear.   I think curiosity won out although she seemed
surprised to find me here. I drove here immediately, hoping to catch her and
found her bending over the weights machine her lycra clad backside pointing
upwards I thought I was going to spontaneous combust.

My hands on her body felt good, I wanted
to pull her back against me and move my hands up to those glorious breasts.  I
shift uncomfortably, oh yes! Roll on Saturday, I walk back into the gym and
directly to the treadmill.

********

Emily’s week continues as though
something great isn’t about to happen, she is distracted and quiet during her
drink with Lucy on Friday.

‘You ok?’ her sister enquires gently.

‘Yes, why?’

‘You are very pensive, work ok?’ she
tests.

‘Yes, boring but fine thanks,’ I raise my
eyes to Lucy, ‘can I borrow a dress?’

‘Of course, special occasion?’ she arches
her eyebrow in surprise, I rarely socialize and she is aware of that fact.

‘I am attending a business dinner with
Matt,’ I murmur quietly.

‘Well, well, well’ she grins, ‘I’ll be
damned, tell me all,’ she insists and I roll my eyes at her.

********

I am standing in front of the mirror
assessing my reflection and I have to admit I look good.  I have dressed in a silver
dress reaching mid-thigh.  It is a simple cut but extremely elegant, Lucy wore
it at Tom’s Christmas work party last year, admittedly it reached just above her
knees, but I am three inches taller than Lucy.

I have straightened my long hair and
pulled it over one shoulder, I have applied a liberal amount of makeup and pink
gloss.  I locate my cream high heels and bag and move once again to the window,
Matt must have arrived while I was in the bedroom as I hear my doorbell chime. 
I take a deep breath and walk precariously down the stairs in my four inch
heels.

I open the door and observe Matt looking
breathtaking in a black tuxedo, ‘hi,’ I breathe and he gazes blankly at me for
a moment before recovering.

‘Hey, you look stunning,’ he murmurs
seductively.  I almost tell him to forget the dinner and come in and touch me.

‘Thank you,’ I flush, ‘I am ready.’

‘You certainly are, let’s go,’ he stands
to the side, while I exit and lock the door.

He holds out his arm and I take it
feeling extremely anxious as he guides me to his car, opening the door for me.

‘Thank you,’ I murmur.

‘You are welcome.’ He hums.

We drive through the streets to wherever
we are heading, the atmosphere in the car electric.

‘So, what is this in aid of?’ I enquire,
breaking the tension.

‘It is a bit of a schmooze dinner really,
an opportunity to reconnect with some old contacts, it is a charity based event,
all the proceeds go to the local hospice, I believe.’

I nod, ‘sounds like a good cause.’

‘Yes, it has the potential to become
slightly tedious, but with you accompanying me I will enjoy a welcome
distraction,’ he charms, I smile gently my insides fluttering.  ‘We don’t have
to stick around, we can make a quick exit and find somewhere else to go,’ he
assures me.