When I first moved out to the city I was still fairly new to sex and what I liked. It's not that I would try everything. But I was definitely becoming more open to exploring sexually.
I was working at the gym and met this girl Monica. She was a member. And at the time I didn't feel very secure in the job and thought I had to be very careful, so as not to make a situation that would get me fired.
Monica was cool. She had this rich, reddish-brown hair. 5'5 fit, latina. She also had a great ass and big tits. I knew she liked me from the instant I met her. She asked me how to use the Hammer Strength seated leg press. (One of the most popular pieces of equipment in the gym.) I thought to myself, there is no way she doesnt know how to use this. As a matter of fact I had seen her use it just a week ago. (People often don't realize how much a gym employee sees and remembers)
She flirted hard, and I loved the attention! She was one of those girls that all the guys wanted. The fact that she was flirting so hard was a bit jarring. I felt like she had an ulterior motive.
Turns out I wasnt all the way wrong. She confessed to me that she knew I had a big dick, because she said my bulge was pretty apparent. She confessed this after grabbing my bulge after we were making out in my car.
One thing that may not be apparent about me if you've read anything that I have posted or maybe listen to the podcast (or both:), is that yes, I am bisexual...but I am respect-sexual...I don't like disrespect. It took me a while to build up enough self-respect to stand up for myself.
I bring this up because even though she wasn't suddle. Monica was very respectful. I found it very cool, and sexy that she would go out of her way to flirt and make her intentions known without creeping. Fellas take note.
Anyway we started to fuck shortly after we first met. Once in my car, in the back of the parking lot, once in the women's locker room, and a couple of times at her place.
After a while we started hanging out quite a bit, and that's where the story gets interesting.
Monica had a cousin named Frankie, who I met when Monica invited me to go with her to this new Mexican resurant/bar that opened downtown. We weren't dating, but I knew she wanted to have sex later.
Frankie was honestly really cute to me. He had these nice dark blue jeans, with the extra stitching on the pants pockets, and a nice cowboy hat. A red button down shirt, and stood maybe 5'11 185, I guess. probably 28 years old at the time and had a nice toned body.
To top it all off he had the most gorgeous green eyes. And soft, full lips.
I was shook the moment I laid eyes on him.
He had a girl on his arm. Ana. I knew Ana from the gym because she would workout with Monica. They were very close friends.
When Ana saw me she smiled and threw a look to Monica, who just got this bashful look on her face.
Frankie reached out and shook my hand, his grip was firm but he didn't really make eye contact.
"Nice to meet you" I said.
"Yeah same dude." He said
It was honestly kind of awkward. Frankie and I sat at either side of the girls not saying much. Thank goodness for the girls, who never shut up the whole time.
I don't drink, but everybody else did. At one point I remember Ana and Monica going to the bathroom together.
Frankie began to loosen up a bit.
"So you work at the gym, huh?" Frankie said.
"Yeah." I replied.
"What are you, like some sort of personal trainer or something?"
