Kate and Jenny

Part 9

Jenny

There are nice ways of how to be woken up and then there are not so nice ways to do so. If you ask me, I think that the best time to wake up is around noon, especially if you can scent some delicious aromas coming from the kitchen. This morning wasn't like that...

"Wakey, wakey sleepyhead!"

"Wh-?!" was all what I was able to mutter while quickly sitting up. My eyes were still shut tight, so I wasn't much aware of what was happening.

"Come on, rise and shine! Yesterday you asked me to help you with your losing weight and so here I am. Now get out of the bed!"

I already regret it. Very slowly and with a lot of grunting I got up from the bed.

"I'll let you change, but hurry up. I've seen snails moving quicker than you!" Kate said, leaving me half asleep, but doing exactly what I was told to, without thinking about it twice.

Kate was as a personal trainer merciless. I don't think I've ever had to run so far. By the time we got back, we were both glowing with sweat and breathing heavily. Well, Kate was breathing heavily. I was panting and gasping for air, almost on the verge of feinting. I fell down to the ground, welcoming the soft embrace of the grass.

"I see you're getting ready for some sit-ups."

"I. Am. Dying." was all I could groan between the puffs.

"Oh, but we've only just begun..."

Every single muscle of my body, even those I didn't even know I had, was aching. Every inch of me was covered in sweat but I couldn't care less right now. I let my body fell onto couch.

"I hate you so much right now." I growled with my face buried in a pillow.

"No, you don't." Kate said giggling. "You'll be thanking me later."

"Whatever." I knew she was right, but it didn't make me feel any better right now. I was hurting, hungry and tired. I heard Kate's footsteps heading upstairs. She's probably going to get shower... I should too. I turned on my back, my T-shirt rode up during the process, but I was too tired to get up from my position on the couch and in a matter of moments I fell asleep.

***

Kate

When I got back from the bathroom I noticed that Jenny passed out on the couch and she was now snoring loudly. Her T-shirt was rolled up and her bare soft belly was poking out from underneath it. I think I overdid it today, we should have started with something easier...

Even though I wasn't a person who would enjoy exercising, I was actually glad when Jenny asked me to help her. I really needed to start to do something about the extra burden for my back to carry and I finally couldn't excuse myself from working out. Those push-ups were little awkward though. And the sit-ups were so much more difficult...

I should call Mark. I took a phone from my pocket but hesitated. What would I tell him? 'Hey Mark, just calling you to tell you I'm not gonna meet with you today'? That really doesn't make sense at all, does it? Besides he's a guy, so he's the one who should call me, right? I put the phone back to my pocket. Suddenly Jenny's stomach let out a loud rumble and I almost jumped on the spot. Geez, that thing really knows how to get attention. No wonder she's so bad at keeping it restrained. I took a big and very ripe looking orange from a bowl on the table and went to the source of the sound.

I sat down next to the couch and thought about how to wake her up gently. I took her hand into my own hands and fondled it lightly. "Jenny, wake up." I whispered. When there was no reaction I repeated louder this time. "Hey Jenny, wake up." She only groaned. I put down her hand and started to poke her soft potbelly. I found it... well fascinating. I admired the way it was jiggling when I poke it and before I knew it I started squeezing and playing with the soft flesh of Jenny's abdomen.