"Lisa, you should see my assistant's trainer. You're not getting the results quickly enough." He smirked and slapped my ass.
The happiness I felt a moment ago was gone. Now, instead of seeing my curves as a good thing, all I saw were the flaws.
"Send me his info and I'll make an appointment." I said, pulling a sweatshirt over my sports bra.
After my husband left for the office, I got a text from him with his trainer, Butch's, information. Taking a deep breath, I called him.
"Hi, Butch?"
"Yes." His deep voice sent a jolt through my body.
"Hi, my husband Tom Miller's assistant Teri is one of your clients and he suggested I see you for some lessons." I stuttered.
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