A week later Jo checked out her clipboard with her latest clients. She noticed a familiar name at the top page. She immediately looked up to a waiting pair of eyes.
“Hello Cate, I hope I didn’t offend you the other day.”
Cate sighed over-exaggeratedly “what can I say, I need my ego stroked”
Jo blushed
“So asess me” she threw her arms open
Jo continued to blush at the scene Cate was making “ok, um let’s go to my office”
Cate walked off and Jo looked at Paula “not one word” she point to her
“what, me.” grins Paula, she winks at Jo
Jo closes the door to her office and folds her arms “are you serious about this, or you yanking my chain” unsure of this woman’s intentions
“If I was yanking your chain honey, you would be on your knees by now” she subtly flirted while eyeing off Jo’s certificates, awards and trophies.
Jo coughed and shuffled “ok, well what do you want to achieve. What can I do for you?”
Cate faced her and smirked so wanting to play that comment
Jo never had a client that could affect her with just a look or a remark
“well I think I look alright, so I’m asking your opinion. How can I improve myself?”
Jo slowly circles her and looks her over. She gets out her tape measure and jot down some notes.
“right, you are within your weight to age ratio, so my suggest is toning of thighs, arms, buttocks. Some minor weights, cardio fitness plus a little flex and stretching”
Cate looked at herself “oh….” Surprised at the amount of work required “I always thought I looked ok. I mean when I look at myself in the mirror”
“Mirror speaks the truth, it’s the eyes that lie”
“Well my profession requires me to look my very best and be flexible”
“So what you do?”
Cate clamped her mouth shut
“Model of some sort” pushed Jo
“Not exactly”
“Well”
“You really need to know?”
“Nope, just curious”
“I’m….. I help people, with things”
“Help people with things”
“yeh they come to me, ummm we have sessions and yeh”
“So you like some sort of councillor”
“Well, kinda “
“Therapist, helping people with problems”
Cate nodded “yes that’s right. So yeh shall we get started” getting away from the subject as quick as she could
Cate signed up and paid her membership. She attended Jo’s class in stretching and weights. Jo gave her attention to everyone evenly. Cate was sure she flirted with some of the clients, but not her. Cate found that a little disconcerting considering she felt she had shown a clear interest but Jo was not reciprocating.
“Good session ladies, see you all next week”
Jo walked over to Cate “so how you feeling”
“Easy as, I probably could go again” almost dancing in front of Jo
“ha you will be cursing me tomorrow. You probably be a little stiff, so take a walk and do more stretches. If you have a local pool.”
“oh I have a pool and gym within my apartment block”
Jo looked at her
“They don’t have personal trainers, not the type that stroke egos’ like mine” she flirted
“hmmm well I’m happy to stroke you Cate….whoa I mean”
Cate laughed “ why Joanne McFarlane”
“That’s not what I mean, stop twisting things” she started laughing
Cate stepped forward and patted Jo’s stomach lightly and leaned into her ear “This is me jerking your chain” Cate leaves for the shower.
Jo took a breath and looked over her shoulder as Cate disappears into the change room
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Jo was sitting at the bar playing with her drink
“Hey if you can’t handle her, send her my way. I’m happy to stroke and get stroked” laughs Symon
“You know the rules, not in my business, not with my clients”
“cmon, from what you say… she has the hots for you.”
“Believe me I doubt that, she is way, I mean way not my type and someone that looks like”
“Like what” asked Symon
“Let’s just say she wouldn’t be interested in a woman, in me anyway.”
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Cate returned to the gym and started stretching when she startled by a low growling voice
“You have been AWOL for over a week Ms Dodd”
“I’ve been busy” she turned and faced the familar voice of her personal trainer
“Too busy to phone me, to say I cannot make your class”
Cate faced her “well I didn’t want to talk to you for the first two days after our first session”
Jo laughed “I said you would be sore”
“You are such a ball breaker”
“Cate”
“Yes Jo”
“Down on the mat and give me 20 push-ups, 20 sit ups and 20 crunches”
“What…. Oh Jo….” She whines
“This is me breaking your balls Cate, now down you go”
Cate dropped to her knees “If you insist” and stays near her crotch
Jo shakes her head and lightly hits her with her clip board “get on with it” and leaves her.
After the hour session Cate sat in the change room. Her muscles sore, this wasn’t what she signed up for. She had no idea why she was torturing herself when the change room door opened and in walked Jo.
“How are you doing?” Jo dropped her gym back and stripped, getting into a shower
Cate in quick time did the same “I think I’m not going to talk to you again”
Jo laughed “It will get easier. You are doing great Cate, I’m proud of you”
Cate wanted to cut her heart out and give it to Jo.
Jo washed herself and Cate found her mesmerizing. Her tight abdominal muscles screaming out to be stroked, her lightly trimmed bush to be touched, and her small, rounded breasts to be sucked.
“Cate….. you are moaning” Jo caught Cate blushing this time and enjoyed the moment, although short lived
“Sorry…. The water is just lovely over my sore muscles. You don’t do massages by any chance?”
Jo turned off the shower and grabbed her towel wiping her face. She lowered her towel facing Cate in full nakedness, and unashamedly displaying herself “no…. not my forte. I can recommend a guy. He’s pretty good.”
Cate swallowed, knowing the moment she dropped her eyes Jo would surely know her thoughts. Cate turned her back and washed the last bit of soap off.
Cate very slowly dressed, lifting her eyes to Jo. Jo had put on some fashionable blue jeans with black semi studded belt.
Cate smiled as Jo put on the shirt she bought her
“I knew you were a size 14, just worried it wouldn’t get over those biceps.”
Jo laughed “you are a good judge of size, had a lot of practice have we?” she goes to the mirror and gel’s her hair
“I have a knack”
Jo finally faces Cate fully clothes and Cate wanted to whistle. She looked like she was ready to pick up, to score and mate anything that came along. She was drop dead, dripping gorgeous and Cate couldn’t believe Jo wasn’t interested in her.
“So if it’s not too personal, what kind of therapy are you into” asked Jo casually as she packed up her gym bag
Cate composed herself “well…. I sometimes get couples, but mainly ahhhh one on one sessions.”
“So they talk about their problems and such”
“Yes that, and we go through some ummmm pre-organised routines”
“huh”
“It’s very boring”
“oh… so you don’t get the wackos with hangs on sex and stuff”
Cate was a little taken back “actually yeh, I get couples that need sex counselling to help them”
Jo stared “oh my god you participate.”
The horror look on Jo’s face caught Cate by surprise and she stumbled her words “no…. not like that. I talk, we set goals to achieve, like you do with your clients.”
“yeh I guess”
Cate smirked “You know I am happy to book you in for a session. I’m sure even you need therapy Jo”
Jo finished packing her gym bag “Probably. Right, well I’m off, see you next week I hope Cate”
“Wow you all dressed up, a party”
“No just catching up with friends, clubbing”
“Jo…. I was wondering would you like to go out for coffee sometime.”
Jo stopped and looked down then over to Cate “Cate I’m sorry, please don’t think I’m obnoxious but I don’t go out with my clients. It’s a personal rule”
“It’s just coffee Jo…”
“Thanks Cate but I have to decline. Enjoy rest of your evening” Jo left
Cate sat on the seat in the changeroom in awe “what the fuck does it take to get you to notice me you stupid, but sexy woman”
Jo opened the door “did you say something Cate”
Cate squeaked “ummm no, forgot my panties”
She only heard laughs as the door closed