Amanda Alexander is a recent UWI graduate, who has returned home to Saint Vincent and the Grenadines after completing her studies. Luckily for her, she was offered a job at the SVGCC as an Accounting Lecturer. A position that she has always aimed at...
My eyes scanned around the parking lot in search of Anisha's car. None of which belonged to her. Guess I was extremely early then, which was oddly surprising of myself. I opened whatsapp and a multitude of messages started chiming in one after the other from a group chat. Completely forgetting that Anisha sent my number to the trainer for him to add me. As annoying as these group chats were, I scanned through to see what they were talking about. My attention was shifted from my phone to the black 2020 BMW X6M parking right beside me.
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I stared at it in complete awe due the fact that it's one of my dream cars. But a bitch could never afford that! Especially at the rate my salary was going! The heavily tinted windows prevented me from seeing who drove this beast of a machine. I turned my head away and buried my eyes into my phone once I heard the door of the vehicle open. Last thing I wanted was to be caught looking. In the middle of listening a voicenote that Anisha sent, I'm startled by the loud knocking on my window. A loud scream escaped my lips while my body jolted out of fear. My phone flew out my hands and fell under the dashboard of the passenger seat.
"What the fuck!" I screamed.
I snapped my head around to see who had the audacity to do such fucking stupidness. But I was left jaw dropped. What was he doing here? He continued knocking on the glass with a silly smirk plastered on his lips. I wanted to crawl into a hole because of how flustered his presence made me feel. He was the same guy that I saw at Tree House that night. I watched as he motioned for me to wind down my window. His smirk turned into a wide smile, sporting his pearly whites once the barrier of glass was no longer between us.
"Sorry to startle you. Didn't expect for you to react so scared. But why are you just sitting here when you have a session to attend with me?" he asked with that silly smirk again.
I looked at him puzzled. It was no way he was the trainer. No fucking way! How was I going to keep myself tame with this fine specimen of a man around. Lord give me the strength!
"You're joking right?" I questioned.
"Why would I be joking Amanda? By the way your friend would not be able to join us. It will just be me and you today. And of course the other four ladies in the class. But let us not stray too far from what's at hand," he said.
Whatever he had said flew through my ear and went out the other. My attention was solely directed below the waistband of his grey sweatpants. An evident bulge spanning from his groin along his thigh. After all it was directly in front my face.
"Not a good way to start off our session Amanda. I must insist we get going to avoid keeping the others waiting," he said as he walked over to back of the suv. He tried to muster his laugh as he retrieved his gear from the trunk.
I on the other hand wasn't even embarrassed. At least he knew he was up for a challenge. Whew! I wondered how this was going to end up. Without wasting any more of his precious time, I quickly grabbed my bag and made my way over to him.
