Legs, lust, and lingering (continued).

They say lightning never strikes the same place twice. Despite his fast one on me a week earlier, he was no lightning. Gym people are usually creatures of habit, mostly operating on a fixed scheduled which is important in maintaining their vanity. Sanity too in a way. So the plan was to hit the gym around the time the stepper incident happened. That would probably be when he works out, and since I see him at the gym on usual (yet to be identified) intervals, I would probably be right.

I decided to come in a little earlier. After lunch. Parked my bag in the lockers by 1pm and went around the malls for a bit. Prior to this, my body was aching from all my training so I decided on doing some Yoga for the day. Went back to the gym and looked at the schedule mounted on the wall. There was a 2pm slot. Perfect. As I turend back to the lounge, I was welcomed with "There you are!" and a big smile. There he was. "I didn't know when I'd see you again, so I thought I'd just come by around the same time." he continued.

"You know, that could have been avoided had you gotten my number." I said.

And he did. We had a bit of conversation. Then Yoga happened. For this episode no sex took place. Instead, to appease for his shortcoming, he offered to treat me to coffee.

Sweet.

This is where it all falls down. First thing, we work in different timezones. Second, he was too pleasant for me. Third, he is a very good friend fo another friend of mine. Too close. Fourth, I can't see it go beyond this point. Fifth, maybe it's just me. But that's all there is to this.

He did ask me to dinner one of these nights. I didn't reply. On one hand, I wouldn't mind the company. On another hand, I wanna spare him from myself. On my third hand (wherever it is, I won't say), I wanna spare myself from any possible drama that I suppose could happen with him. I am not saying that he's a drama queen. I have yet to determine that. But I do have this nagging suspicion that he has some kind of baggage hidden beneath the dimples and clean innocent smile.

Perhaps if we meet up again in the sauna or the steam room, I wouldn't mind giving it a go. But that would be just that. Benefits from a new friend. I am after all, pretty friendly.

Emphasis on pretty.