One Temptation

Day Ten

Lottie

"Come on, try it." Brooklyn says to you as she steps aside from the pull-up bar.

You let out a laugh. "Trust me, babes. I have zero upper body strength."

She shakes her head and helps you position your hands. "Come on, show me what you've got." You attempt to pull yourself up, straining with all your might, but you couldn't even finish one. You let go and take a seat on the on the grass, laughing.

"Hey, you get an A for effort." She smiles at you.

"Afternoon ladies." Henrik says as he sets his water bottle down and hangs his towel on the weight rack. He walks over to Brooklyn and places a small kiss on her cheek. "What are we working on today?" He asks.

"Your girl here was trying to show me how to do pull-ups. I failed miserably." You say to him with a laugh.

"You didn't fail, you're just not used to working those muscle groups." She smiles at you.

"How many pull-ups do you think you can do?" Henrik turns his eyes to Brooklyn, a sexy smirk on his face.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Why?" The pretty brunette asks inquisitively.

He places his hands on his hips. "What do you say we have a little competition?"

Brooklyn glances towards you. "Don't ask me, I can do zero so I'm not in this." You say, laughing.

"I'm fairly competitive, Henrik." She says to him with a giggle.

"So am I." He meets her eyes. A smile playing at the corner of his lips.

"Alright, you're on."

"Ladies first." He says as he leans back against the weight rack.

Brooklyn walks over and positions her hands on the pull up bar, palms down, shoulder length apart. She lets out a breath and starts, crossing her feet at her ankles, as she effortlessly lifts and lowers herself from the bar. Henrik keeps count, watching her in awe as she continued on. Her stomach muscles flexed and her tan skin glistened in the hot sun.

"Thirty-nine, Forty." Henrik counts.

"Come on, babes! You've got this!" You cheer the beautiful brunette on.

"What's going on over here?' Noah asks as he sets his things down, getting ready for his daily workout.

"Pull-up competition." You say with a smile.

"Interesting." He smiles. "Brooklyn's idea?"

"Henrik suggested it." You reply.

He laughs and shakes his head. "They're competitive ones. It's like a match made in heaven."

"That's all I can do." Brooklyn says as she drops from the bar and collapses to the ground, rubbing her biceps.

"Damn, woman. You did forty-seven! I'm impressed." Henrik says as he walks over and extends a hand to help her up. He pulls her in and gives her a quick kiss on the lips. "Now... stand back and watch the master at work." He gives Brooklyn a cheeky wink and positions himself under the pull-up bar. "Noah, count for me will ya, mate?"

"Sure thing." The big librarian says.

Brooklyn takes a seat next to you on the grass and you both watch as Henrik effortlessly does one pull-up after another. His strong arms flexing as he repeatedly hoists his weight.

"You totally have an advantage you know." Brooklyn says to him with a laugh. "You climb all the time. Just look at those sexy muscles bulging."

The two of you giggle uncontrollably.