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Fresh out of the gym.
I was at the gym, got there around 2:30 after work.
When first got there, not many people were there.
But after a little while, the place became semi-packed.
I was formally a person who did not approach women at the gym, but now, I'm like FUK it.
Every time, in between sets, I look around to see if any new women had entered the facility since I arrived.
As the gym became more packed, there began to be more women inside.
One time when I looked up, I saw what looked like a black woman from a distance.
Her back was towards me, so I kept my eye on her so that when she turned around, I can see her fronts (titties
).
When she turned around, I was not disappointed. She wore a sports bra with obvious noticeable tits.
Upon seeing this, I walked my way towards her to get a closer look.
Lucky for me, as I walked towards her way, she began to walk towards me.
As I got closer, her frame became obvious.
She was about 5'7, slim, nice boobies.
Her boobies had a nice sag to them (which I like) and they filled out her sports bra beautifully.
Her hair was in a ponytail (which I also like), and her face was cute, but that cuteness seemed to be accompanied by a snobby, stuck-up countenance.
We walked by each other and since her boobies were so mouthwatering, I turned around and approached her as she stepped on the treadmill.
Me: Excuse me, Miss. You're cute. Are you single?
Her: No, why you ask? Do you know me?
Me: Naw, but I was gonna see if I can get your number, but ok.
She laughed pleasantly, and I smiled and walked off.
But, those boobies had me turn back around.
I approached her again..
Me: Can I give you my number anyway?
She pleasantly laughed again and shook her head no.
Me (smiling): Aight, that's it.
And I walked off.
So, I left her and walked over to the other side of the gym to do some rows.
As I am doing a set, I am looking over to her direction.
The place is getting packed, and I can see her frame walking in between treadmills and people.
I took my eyes off her and began doing another set, but as I am doing my set I am looking in the mirror, and I can see her walking towards my vicinity.
She made her way towards the area in Planet Fitness where you can do pullups (along with the multi functional machine where you can work with the cables...whatever you call it).
Now, she is behind me and I can't see her.
After I completed my set of rows, I began to do my lateral shoulder raises with the rope.
Now I get to pay more attention to her.
Every so often, I would catch her looking at way and stealing glances at me.
This was all the signals I needed to make move.
The next time I caught her stealing a glance and our eyes locked, I motioned for her to "come here" with my head.
She said "you come here", and I walked over to her.
Me: Let me just give you my number and if you ain't feeling me, don't hit me up. Plus, I want to ask you something anyway.
Her: I don't have my phone with me (which was a lie), but why can't you ask me here?
Me: Because, based on what I want to ask you, I don't want you to flip out on me.
Her: Why would I flip out on you? With all of these people in here?
Me: Ok, promise me you won't flip out on me.
Her: I promise.
Me: Ok, let me start off by saying; I am a breast man.
Her: Ok..
Me: And you got what I like.
Her: Is that what you wanted to tell me?
Me: Naw, I got to ask you something.
Her: Ask me what? Do you want to ask me if they are real?
Me: Naw.
Her: Oh, well they ain't real, and I always get asked if they are real. But what did you want to ask me.
Me: Well, I also have a breast sucking fetish and I want to know if I can suck them.
Her (pleasantly laughing): No.
Me: That's all I wanted to ask you.
Then we began to engage in small talk, where I was able to determine that, despite her countenance, she is a very easy going woman.
I asked her questions about her implants and she said that she had them for about 10 years.
She asked me how tall I was and how much I weighed, I told her and she did not believe me.
She is 40 years old and is a very attractive woman.
Nice bod.
I said all that to say this, closure is everything.
I would rather have closure with a
rejection, than be too afraid to approach and wonder
what if.
