Page 50 of Seduced at Stevens Street
“Well, I wasn’t sure if I really heard it or I was dreaming, but I decided to say something, and I was right. We seem to be perfect for each other, and I trust you to show me your lifestyle, Sir. I am in 100%. I look forward to more lessons and sessions.”
“Gia, you are already the perfect woman and Sub. I look forward to growing with you.”
We decide to watch television in bed, knowing that she would probably fall asleep during whatever we watch. I let her pick, and I was shocked that she wanted to watch the newest John Wick movie, but she explained that she thinks Keanu Reeves is hot, so I turn it on. Sure enough, about forty-five minutes into the movie, she is sound asleep. I turn off the television, make sure she is covered and then go downstairs and check on things.
The gym is my sanctuary at night when it is so quiet. Sometimes I have nightmares from the time I was in the military, but since Gia came into my life, I haven’t had one.
After making my rounds downstairs, I decided to fire up my laptop and look for a new bike. I really miss my bike, and I really need to get another. I begin looking on Facebook Marketplace, not sure I want to fork out the money for a brand new one. I have it, but why spend it on something I can’t ride all year? After looking on Facebook, I check out Craigslist, but nothing seems to interest me. I then hit up some of the local dealers and I find one that definitely interests me. Although it’s late, I send an email to the dealer to set up a test drive sometime this week.
My eyes begin to feel heavy, so I decide to turn in. Once in bed, Gia rolls over and wraps her legs around me and puts her headon my shoulder. She is sound asleep and very warm. It doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep, and it is the best rest I have had in a very long time.
The alarm goes off at 5:00 a.m. and I hear Gia moan and mumble something I can’t make out.
“Get up, sleepyhead; it's your turn on the front desk this morning.”
“Okay, Okay. Pushy much, geez,” she says to me.
As she gets up, that earned her a swat on that perfect ass of hers. She squeals and then tells me she is going back to her place to take a quick shower and then get dressed. We agree that we will meet for lunch at 1:00 p.m. after my class. Life is good, and I am so happy that our paths crossed.
Gia
I really enjoyed my workout last night with the weights, and of course the second workout I got riding Logan. But I am sore in places I never knew I could be sore . I shower quickly and then throw on a pair of skinny jeans and a Steven’s Street Gym tank top, sans a bra, and head to the kitchen downstairs to grab a cup of coffee and some oatmeal before the gym opens.
With my studio off limits for now, I volunteered to take everyone’s morning shifts this week at the front desk. You would have thought I was a goddess or something; everyone was very appreciative. I like to talk to people, so I feel that I am a good fit for the job.
Marco and Mario stroll in and ask if Andy is in yet. I advise that I haven’t seen him yet, but I will let him know they want to talk to him. They both thank me and then head to the weight room. I know that Mario is starting to instruct classes on his own, and that Marco is a personal trainer. The ladies love Marco, and I can see why. The guy is ripped, and some of the tattoos on his arms are beautiful works of art. I have to say that other than Logan, he has one of the nicest asses at the gym.
About an hour later, Andy comes up to the front of the gym from the back, asking how things are going, and what type of attendance we have had for the early morning classes. He is always hands-on, always working on the numbers to make sure the gym stays profitable.
“Attendance has been good this morning. Oh, Mario and Marco want to talk to you when you have a chance. They both headed to the weight room.”
“Great, thanks Gia, and thanks again for taking morning duty; everyone is very appreciative. They were all ecstatic that they can sleep in for a while.”
“I am happy to do it, Andy. Have a great day.”
As Andy walks away, in walks Maddie and Butch. She usually works with Butch in the weight room, as he doesn’t want anyone touching her, or even breathing the same air as her. He is one heck of a Dom. Maddie heads to the locker room after her workout, and Butch heads to talk with Logan. Those guys are really tight.
The morning flies by, and before I know it, Logan is coming towards me. I look at the clock on the wall, and it is 1:00 p.m. No wonder my stomach is growling.
“Hey Beautiful, I am starving, that last class I had, there were quite a few newbies, so I had more work to do than normal. Ready for lunch?”
“Are you kidding me? I could eat paper right now; I’m so hungry. Are we going out, or do you want me to make something from the kitchen?”
“Actually, we are going to meet Butch and Maddie across town at a bistro that Butch likes to go to. What is your schedule like for the rest of the afternoon?”
“I have nothing. They are painting the walls in the studio, so classes next week can resume. I was going to do some research on being a Sub, but other than that, I have nothing. Why?”
“Well, I have an appointment to look at a few new bikes, and I was hoping you would go with me after lunch. What do you think?”
“Bike shopping would be so much fun. But lunch with Butch? He kind of intimidates me.”
Logan laughs. “He is kind of a tough ass, but when he is with Maddie, he shows his soft side. He would do anything for her.”
We get into his truck and head out to the Bistro. Butch and Maddie are sitting outside at a table with an amazing view.
“Hey guys, so glad you made it. The specials are amazing today. I highly recommend the chicken dish, Gia,” Maddie states.
The waiter comes to the table, and Butch orders a bottle of delicious white wine called Summer Breeze. I am not much of a white wine drinker, but it pairs perfectly with the chicken dish that is today’s special. Butch and Maddie must come here frequently, as the chef comes out and talks to us for about fifteen minutes, asking about the dish and if we enjoyed it. And then it hits me, duh, Maddie owns her own restaurant, so I am sure it is a small world.
