After making sure his preparation for this date was complete, Steve then made
his way downstairs, planning to wait outside his apartment building for his
evening's date to arrive, as he suggested that since she knew where he lived
already (and to avoid sounding creepy in asking for her address), that she
stop by and pick him up tonight. Though as he emerged from his complex he was
surprised to find that she was already there, waiting for him, a beautiful
smile adorning a face that if he thought was attractive before, now looked
utterly Stunning. Her long blonde hair elegantly styled, with only a hint of
make-up to further emphasize her already model-esque facial features. Features
that looked never more beautiful than when she smiled, which she did often
around Steve, something he noticed as he entered her car, officially beginning
their first date together.
Their trip to dinner filled with laughter, as they once again continued
talking to one another, chatting comfortably as if they were life-long
friends, and before long they reached their destination, a very highly rated
resturant that Steve suggested, knowing of course he would be paying for their
night, a small price to pay for her nurturing treatment of him earlier in the
week. He then insisted that she stay seated, at least long enough for him to
exit his own seat and open her car door, extending a hand for one of her's, as
he gently lead her out and guided her towards this locale's large front doors.
The click of her high heels echoing about the concrete sidewalk, Steve
couldn't help but look at Debi in awe as they walked, wondering how he could
be so lucky as to have the interest of such a beautiful young woman. Though a
long coat hid most all of her physique at the moment, with the exception of a
hint of cleavage (Steve doing his best to reserve himself from gazing into,
though he was a man after all), he could still tell that she took care of
herself physically, her early morning jog the day they met leaving little
doubt of that.
Soon after they entered this stylish and fancy resturant, were greeted very
professionally and then taken to their previously reserved table. Steve's job
as a lawyer made for an impressive salary, as it did connections to all the
best resturants around (as it was all too common for those in his field to
take their clients out for business lunches and dinners). Once there, Steve
thanked the maitre d', slipping him a $20 note for his "troubles", before
pulling out a chair in this secluded table for Debi to sit. She smiled at him,
loving this gentlemanly act, as she made her way over to him; facing the
table, her back to Steve, as his hands rose up to politely remove her coat -
an act that once completed, sent a wave of Shock throughout his entire body.
"My God!.......she has, muscles!!" Steve thought out to himself in utter
surprise, as he gazed at the newly exposed shoulders of his date, her evening
dress a very elegant black outfit, whose spaghetti-strapped style left little
to the imagination regarding her upper back, shoulders and arms; and while his
eye was trained to spot the muscular curves of women, such a "talent" was
completely unnecessary in this case, as the rounded caps of her shoulders, the
ripples about her back, the definition in her arms and the V-shape of her back
was all too evident.
"No......" Steve made out in shock and disappointment, as while he once Loved
the look and feel of such athletically fit females, his time with Joan rapidly
turned that mindset completely around, vowing to never again date such a
woman, to never again be the constant victim of his partner's physical
superiority. His heart sank even further, as he then gazed down at her legs,
also newly exposed at the removal of her coat, he couldn't help but notice her
hard, diamond shaped calves, and a more than noticeable curve of hamstring
muscle jutting out from the back of her legs. Still standing behind the now
seated Debi, Steve's mind whirled about in a flash, cursing his luck for
having this once "normal" woman transform in an instant (in his mind, that
was) into a buff, hardbodied musclegirl.
No.....no, wait, Steve thought to himself, Sure she's got muscular shape and
clear hardness about her body, but she was still a good deal shorter, smaller
and lighter than he was, no where near the lusciously thick muscular curves of
his statuesque Ex. As fit as she looked, he bet he could even out-wrestle her
if it came down to it, an odd thought indeed to traverse through Steve's mind,
though at this point in time, that's all he could think about. Not her utterly
stunning beauty, or how tenderly she treated him after his early morning
attack, simply focusing on if it came down to it, could she beat him up, and
would he be helpless to stop her.
"You OK back there?" Debi chirped out with a smile, waking Steve up from his
female muscle induced trance, causing him to slowly make his way around her,
joining her in his seat across this small