The young man grew confident as Siyah's beautiful eyes stopped feeling uneasy with his gaze, almost in a sign of acquiescence. He speculated why the beauty's eyes showed so much lack of confidence at the onset. After all, Jeffrey should be the one fearful: Siyah was young and had a killing body besides years of experience over the young lad. Jeffrey had always heard about the lionesses in their 30s, who were only in the pursuit of their own sexual satisfaction, who toyed with young, virile men. That did not seem to be the case exactly for Siyah. Jeffrey wondered why she could be feeling so aprehensive before him: wasn't she used to be admired by her man and show off her gifts? A woman like Siyah had to be courted on a daily basis by a powerful male grip on her and Jeffrey mistakenly expected her to act naturally in the presence of another male presence. Unless Siyah was not happy with her man, which seemed to be the case as time passed, and for this reason, the pretty Indian did not rebut his increasingly aggressive inroads. Rather than rebutting the invader, Siyah appreciated his presence.<br/><br/>Siyah was going to have the time of her life with Jeffrey, he promised to himself. Not only did Jeffrey lust for Siyah's body, but he felt that she deserved more.<br/><br/>As the muscular man continued to eat his grilled chicken and rice, Siyah declined his proposal. He expected her to do so - after all, who needed personal trainers those days? Jeffrey worked as a trainer just because that was the best way to approach the girls at the college and show himself off. On top of that, trainers were not well paid, specially in a small suburb gym - Jeffrey already imaged the kind of trainer in the Muscle Hut - men in their 40s with round bellies - and saw himself as the most handsome man there, as the Alpha waiting to sprawl over the territory to be conquered. For a moment, he pictured all the other women who would be attending the Muscle Hut, just to remember that Siyah was right in front of him.<br/><br/>On the other hand, Siyah showed interest exactly for the trap Jeffrey had set for her: working out together. From the beginning, Jeffrey realized that the gym would be the common driver for both of them: it would be the place where they could meet, the place where could sweat together, the place where they would grow intimate. It was a good move to introduce the invitation rather casually, implying that he was not longing that much for Siyah to say yes. His words were not aggressive, but spontaneous. Yet, his body language clearly evidenced what were his desires, so that Siyah could be certain about the honesty of his invitation: he sat more upright and leaned closer to her as she spoke about it. Jeffrey even stopped eating just to pay attention at Siyah.<br/><br/><strong>"You have a deal, Siyah"</strong>, Jeffrey said raising his right hand with the open palm to highfive hers. As he did so, his white shirt stretched nearly to the limit as his pecs and collarbone muscle tensed.<strong>"I think you will be coming every day with me to the gym after some time, otherwise you will be feeling lagging behind... I can see you are pretty competitive and I love that quality in a woman. I am sure you will be looking for something to outdo me, right?"</strong>, he laughed and blinked.<strong>"You can and must be pushed to your limits otherwise your body weakens. Did you see what happens to people who don't work out?"</strong>, Jeffrey rhetorically questioned her.<br/><br/>More and more, his eyes were smiling at hers - she had such a beautiful eyes and they were shining. After Siyah's reply, their conversation continued casually until she came out with a kind proposal to give him some protein she had bought.She even cared about his money and did not want him to waste it. Probably it was not the right kind he needed, but he did not care.<strong> "It will be great if I can have your protein...I simply love vanilla"</strong>, Jeffrey replied and her cheesy voice made the man feel goosebumps going down his spine. What a woman!<br/><br/>Jeffrey took a deep breath while Siyah continued to speak and nodded - she was right, since chocolate was the best flavour. However, going to her home to take the vanilla protein would give him another excuse to be with Siyah later - who knows, Siyah could take it to his home, since they were neighbours. More and more, Siyah was enjoying her time, at least Jeffrey had that impression. From shy smiles turned early, she was smiling and laughing more openly. It seemed as if they had known each other for ages. It also seemed as if she had no husband.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://pre15.deviantart.net/1567/th/pre/i/2008/183/d/c/torso_6_by_vishstudio.jpg)</div>Yet completely focused on Siyah, Jeffrey's protective instincts were around. No one approached their table or did anything which could be seen as a threat for Siyah. Nevertheless, Jeffrey was not omniscient. Far from them,  around that time, Jeffrey did not see the picture being taken and their intimacy being violated. In reality, he would never have considered a man in a pathetic golf outfit as a threat. Little did Jeffrey know that the casual talk with Siyah could trigger something else. He was aware that the beauty had a husband, but the guy was in some club away and had abandoned his wife. Jeffrey had to step up.<br/><br/>That issue did not exist for Jeffrey, who was positively awed when Siyah asked a personal question about himself. He hadn't had any chance to ask about her profession or anything else but the gym, but such was their good terms that she showed her curiosity. He was glad that Siyah felt confident with him around. If friends trusted each other, lovers had to trust much more.<br/><br/><strong>"Not yet working. I am studying premed at the University of Northern Carolina at Chapel Hill, not far from here. It takes some 15 minutes with my Kawasaki"</strong>, he explained. Before she asked, he anticipated.<strong>"I know what you must be thinking. Why did I move off campus? Well, I'd say that campus life can be quite hectic and now I need to focus on my studies, you know. I have just one year left and I must raise my grades"</strong>, he sighed, pretending to be performing poorly - in reality, he was among the best 10 students, but his competitive self required him to be the best.<strong>"I moved here to focus on my studies"</strong>, he admitted without saying that his parents were paying everything - it was quite obvious. If Siyah showed any concern about his grades, he would tell her about his grades: it was not a good thing to let a woman think he was a nerdy A-grade guy, specially those who were after adventures.<br/><br/><strong>"What else do you want to know about me? Well, I have just turned 20, I'm 6´2, I weight 220 pounds, less than 10% fat in my body"</strong>, Jeffrey laughed as his eyes scanned her body without making any secret about that.<strong>"I bet you are at 13%, right?"</strong>, he winked at Siyah - as a premed student, he knew that even fit women had slightly higher fat percentages in their bodies. 13% was quite a feat, specially if she was not a professional athlete.<br/><br/><strong>"As your trainer, I'm rather confident to say we can bring it down to 10% easily"</strong>, he teased her, patting her right arm.<strong>"I can already see the 2016 Harthorn Drive' Miss Fitness".</strong><br/><br/>Although Jeffrey's food was over, he continued there for some more time talking casually to Siyah.For any outsider, it definitively seemed as if he had met her years ago such was the intimacy of their subjects. After some 15 minutes, however, he stood up without warning, his hands crossed above his head and stretched his thick arms. As his large shoulders raised, his white T-shirt also raised a bit, revealing his6-pack abs. Considering that Jeffrey was tall, Siyah should have the view of his muscles right in front of her head. Believe it or not, Jeffrey did not mean to show his body to her - he really wanted to move on and his instincts rather than any plan made him stand and stretch.<br/><br/><strong>"It was a pleasure talk to you, neighbor. Now I need to enroll at the gym"</strong>, Jeffrey said and stepped back.<br/><br/><strong>"Unless you want to join me there and show me the place"</strong>, he tilted his head invitingly. There was never too fast for a man like Jeffrey.