I maintained professional the entire time and she took every work out very seriously. We shook hands and parted ways. I turn back to see her walk away...and wondered what it would be like to fuck her. A couple weeks go by and I get a call on my cell, its Nadja. She tells me she wants to hire me as her personal trainer again but train at her condo. She continues to tell me that she would pay me double what she was paying at the gym because she wants 1 hour work outs and 30 mins of stretching. I. “What do you have?” “How about a beer?” “Thanks.” I went into the kitchen and humming a tune, I was engaged in sniffing his shirt for such a while that Charlie called out to me from the living room. As though awakened from a stupor, I called back lazily and seized a beer from the fridge. His shirt I left on the kitchen counter. “What took you so long?” asked Charlie, already making himself at home. His jeans, shoes and socks were lying in a heap on the floor. I could not react. Without. Two days before your first meeting so a bit of time to chill out and see the sights, perhaps investigate the local male populace as well – you laugh and then hear a knock at the door – it is your bags. You open the door to find a tall well-built young man with your two bags – he is a little more subtle than the receptionist and his dark eyes hold yours for 5 seconds before his gaze drops to your tits. You usher him in and he sets the bags on the side. You thank him and rummage for a tip,. Penny thought it made me look distinguished and even more mature looking, especially at my age. A hereditary trait that ran in my family, with most of the men's hair turning bright white usually by the time they had reached fifty. She'd always told me I'd look sexy as hell when it did, provided I didn't let myself go in the meantime.Mac, Diane, Penny and I all drove down to the lake together where we picked up the houseboat and began loading our supplies and luggage for the weeklong stay. Jim.