Chapter 47: The Gym

CREDIT: Some poses are from Mypalsim's Poses for Sims 3. Note that all credits are listed on the credits page at the top of the blog, in case I forget to mention it before any chapters where special poses are used.

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I was ecstatic. My heart did flip flops when I saw the return address. Gustave Delven. Champ les Sims, France. I opened it right there on the spot.

My dear Sicily,

Bonjour. I hope this letter finds you well and that you had safe travels back to Simerica. I went to the bar last night and dreamed you were there with me. I have been trying to convince my sister to watch the store for a few days so I can come visit you. She is the co-owner of my store. She's been reluctant, though I am not sure why. She tells me it's because she doesn't think she can run the store all by herself. I don't know if I believe her. I know she could handle it. Anyway, enough about my sister. I am doing well except I miss you. Business has been good, lots of tourists come in wanting to buy tents and other camping supplies. I guess I don't do much other than work. I have to go now. I'll write again soon and I hope you do too.

Take care, Gustave

Awww... he missed me. I don't know why, but I had doubts even though he told me he liked me. Maybe in the back of my mind I was hoping he didn't so I wouldn't have to come home and miss him like crazy. I think I am in love with him. I was glad I had something to cheer me up from earlier when Francesca spilled the beans of where she'd been and who she had been hanging out with. I couldn't blame her for wanting to know her father, but she put herself, her teenage self in danger by going to see him. 

Tennan and I lectured her quite profusely because she didn't seem to understand that her father was a dangerous man. I do believe people can change and that bad people might not be all bad, but Delano was still a hit man. He knew other dangerous people who might not share the same kindness towards Francesca that he did. I don't know how much she retained of our lecture, but she did agree not to run off like that anymore. Her 18th birthday was coming up soon and I hoped she would take care of herself when she left.

I headed to the gym to work off some frustration. I packed a change of clothes, water bottle, a towel, and my SimP3 player. Being a parent is hard work, but I guess that's what my life is now. Francesca has been my most difficult child. I was so grateful for Tennan. As usual, I also wanted to have him on the couch. Thinking of working out led to thoughts of what he looked like when he worked out. Good girl, Sicily, go to the gym instead of sitting here torturing yourself with images of sexy Tennan. When I got to the gym, I changed into my workout clothes and headed to one of the treadmills. Running would help and on a treadmill I could run as fast as I wanted to without having to watch for cars or bumps in the sidewalk that might trip me. I decided to set the treadmill at a high incline as well. I wanted to get a lot out of this workout session.

As I lowered the treadmill and it led me into cool down mode, I felt someone's eyes on me. You know that feeling when you know someone's looking at you, but you don't know who it is? That's what this person was doing. I didn't necessarily mind it, but I hoped it was a he and I hoped he was hot. I was panting pretty good and sweating a lot after running for an hour. During cool down mode, I was starting to feel the effects of my work out. My temperature was rising and every part of my body felt really warm.

I stepped off the treadmill and started walking in the direction of my locker. Curiously, I looked around to see who might have been staring at me. There was a guy with a big nose, ew, kind of like a wicked witch nose, and another guy with a really long face, another ew, working out on the machines closest to me. Damn. It must have been one of them. There was however, one guy on the weights that caught my attention. He had great hair and was working out without a shirt. He had just started to lift the weights with his arms, causing his hips to rise up off the bench momentarily. In his current position, I found it easy to imagine doing dirty things to him. His machine was facing the treadmill I had been using, so it was possible for him to see me from where he was. I slowed my pace and kept him in my sights.

As I walked past him, he sat up, working his leg muscles. As he lifted the bar up with his legs, I looked at his rippling abs. I stopped momentarily in his line of vision and stuck out my chest, slowly wiping my neck with my towel. In my peripheral vision, I noticed him looking at me. Sweet. This was the guy!

I turned around and headed towards the showers. A few seconds later, I heard footsteps behind me as I walked. They got quicker as if someone was trying to catch up with me. I slowed my pace again, hoping it was him.

"Hey, wait up!"

I stopped walking and waited till he was standing next to me. I smiled when he approached. "Hi."

"Hello. I noticed you back there. You can run really fast."

"Yeah, it's still pretty hard on me though."

"I am really good with my hands, I could ease some of your tension."

I giggled. He seemed like a funny guy. Of course, I happily agreed, loving that he had so quickly volunteered to put his hands on me. He rubbed my shoulders, working all the knots out of them.

After the massage, I felt him moving his hand lightly up and down my back. I liked it, so I took a chance and kissed him. He was a little surprised, but he didn't object.

"You want to do that now? When I'm all gross and sweaty?"

"We could fix that. There are showers in the building."

He smiled at me and followed me to the showers. I opened the shower door and turned the water on to let it warm up. I took my clothes off and stepped in the shower, reaching my hand out to him. He undressed and took my hand. I closed the shower door and threw my arms around his neck, kissing him with everything I had. My hands wandered all over his body, before settling on his butt. I pressed his body against mine and felt him get hard. We continued kissing and he propped me up against the wall of the shower. I put my legs around his waist and hugged him. He held me up with one hand while putting his other hand on the wall for support as he repeatedly thrust himself into me.

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Guest Starring: Cleveland Terrans by mfb426