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I slowed the speed enough that I could respond.
Donovan: You know my workout schedule? You sound like a stalker to me.
Molly: [eye-rolling emoji]
Donovan: Admit it. You like looking at me.
Molly: Not even a little bit.
Donovan: Prove it. Go walk on another floor. Unless you can’t keep your eyes off me.
Molly: I’m not changing my routine because of you!
Molly: You’re probably the one who wants to ogle ME.
Donovan: I was here first.
Molly: I can ignore you. I doubt you can do the same
Donovan: Trust me, Feisty. I’ve got the willpower of a saint
The next time Molly walked by the gym, she paused in front of the window. She turned toward me and pulled her arms behind her back like she was stretching, but the effect pushed her tits up like they were going to pour out of her tank top.
I’ll admit: I couldn’t look away. And when she was done she gave me a smug little nod before continuing her walk.
Two can play at this game, I thought with a smirk.
When she was gone from view, I paused the treadmill and went to the window. I waited until she walked by again, then slowly peeled my shirt over my head. I wasn’t as ripped as some of the guys at the gym back home, but I stayed in shape and knew I looked good. I flexed my arms and chest muscles as I removed my shirt, giving her the full show.
She glanced at me and rolled her eyes. But she blushed, too.
I returned to the treadmill, content that I had one-upped her.
Boy was I wrong.
The next time she walked by the windows, I gawked at the sight. Her shirt was gone and she was only wearing a bra, which showed alotof skin. Her full breasts gently bounced up and down as she walked by. I may have been imagining it, but it looked like there was a small smile on her face.
Touché, I thought as she disappeared around the next wall.
I couldn’t help but watch her when she walked by again. My eyes followed her in the mirror, drinking in the sight of her fair, exposed skin. She looked soft and smooth, and I began fantasizing about what it would feel like to hold her in my arms without any clothing between us. To get a handful of her curves, cupping her breasts and lowering my mouth to her nipple so I could give her a playful lick…
“Focus, man,” I said to myself after she was gone. “You’re supposed to be tauntingher, not the other way around.”
I increased the speed on the treadmill and ran faster.
The next time she passed, she had gone a step further. Her jeans were gone, and a perfect pair of cotton white panties clung to her hips. This time she walkedextraslow to make sure I got an eyeful. She even leered at me through the window.
I tried to stare straight ahead at the mirror, but there was no way I could ignore the way she looked. She was gorgeous fully-dressed, but half-naked?
This girl is a bombshell.
I was half-hard in my jogging shorts, which made for an awkward running motion. The clock on the treadmill said I had ten minutes left. I didn’t want to cut my workout short.
Stick it out, I thought.Get an eyeful the next time she walks by, then ignore her.
Thewhirof the treadmill changed in pitch as I increased the speed again.
I waited for Molly to reappear, and then I waited some more. My feet pounded on the treadmill with every stride. Had she gone back to her room? Not seeing her again suddenly felt more torturous than having her strut her stuff.
