Part 01

On a Tuesday evening,

Maneesha whose apearance looks like a professional fitness freak. She is 5'8 feet tall, long brown hair with a ponytail,  perfectly tonned skinny muscular body, perfectly shaped big breasts and a thick rounded ass.

Maneesha comes home around 7:30PM after a heavy workshift at her finance firm. She comes to her emply apartment with lights off and she calls out to her boyfriend several times and yet he doesn't answer. She goes to her bedroom and sees that there's a letter in an envelop on the night stand saying,

"My Dear Lovely Maneesha,

As I sit down to write this letter, my heart is heavy with a mix of emotions. Over the past six months, we've shared a life together, and every single day has been etched in my memory as something truly special.

However, it is with a gentle heart that I must share my thoughts that have been lingering in the silence of my mind. I've come to realize that my ability to fulfill your sexual desires hasn't matched the vibrant energy you carry within you. Your vitality, especially after your gym sessions, is admirable, yet I find myself struggling to keep pace.

It's not without effort that I've tried to meet you halfway, with 4 to 5 times a week attempting to match your sexual hunger. But the truth is, I've barely been keeping up, and it wouldn't be fair to either of us to continue under the pretense that I can.

This is why, with a tender heart, I'm writing to let you know that I need to take a step back. It's important for both of us to find a path that allows us to be true to ourselves and our needs.

I sincerely hope you find someone whose desires resonate with yours, someone who can walk alongside you with the same zest for life that you possess. As for me, I will cherish the moments we've shared and carry them forward as I navigate my own journey.

I wish you nothing but the best in all your future endeavors. May your path be filled with happiness and fulfillment.

With affection and respect, Yours Truely, Sahan"

Maneesha reads the entire letter several times and starts crying silently and hugs the letter tight and falls asleep on the bed.

Next morning Maneesha wakes up early and takes a bath and dresses up in a business casual attire. She grabs her bag and goes to her office. She gets ready to start her shift for the whole day. She works for 10 hours straight and goes home at 6PM. She enters her apartment and locks the door behind her and changes into her pyjamas. She opens her fridge and takes out a pint of Butter Scotch Ice Cream. She then turns on her TV and goes to the sofa and sits down and eats her ice cream while watching a movie called "The Notebook". She finishes her ice cream and sits in her sofa watching the movie until midnight.

For the next 3 months Maneesha keeps on repeating the same routine. She would wake up and go to work, then come back home, change into her pyjamas and eat ice cream while watching sad romance movies.

Maneesha had been sulking for three whole months after that incident. It was the worst thing that happened to her since her mother’s death when she was only ten. She never felt more miserable than she did now. The day she found out about the betrayal from someone she loved and trusted most, she lost all interest in life.

She couldn't even remember how many times she cried over the phone with her friends or how many times she drank herself to sleep.

It wasn't until one morning, when she woke up to find herself lying on the floor next to her bed, that she knew it was time to get back up and move forward.

So that morning, Maneesha got dressed in her favorite push-up sports bra and tight yoga pants. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail and grabbed her gym bag before heading downstairs for breakfast.

After finishing her meal, she walked towards the front door and put on her sneakers. Before opening the door, she looked inside her purse for a moment. Then she took out her key ring and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, she heard loud music coming from the living room. Her sister was probably watching something on TV. "I guess I'll just leave then." She thought to herself as she closed the door behind her.

As soon as Maneesha stepped outside, the sun hit her face immediately. It felt warm against her skin. She smiled at the feeling of warmth.

Then she started walking towards her car parked in the driveway. She opened the door and sat down inside the driver's seat. She turned the ignition switch and drove off toward the gym.

As she drove along, she noticed other people driving by in cars. Some were laughing and talking loudly while others seemed sad and lonely.

When Maneesha arrived at the gym, she went straight to the locker room. She changed into her gym clothes and put her stuff in the locker.

Once she finished changing, she headed over to the weight machines. She began working out on them for half an hour. After doing so, she sat down on the bench and started stretching.

While doing so, she saw a man standing near one of the weights. He was wearing a white t-shirt and a long bottom. His hair was neatly combed back. He had no facial hair whatsoever. He looked maybe around twenty Six years old.

Maneesha stared at the man for a few seconds before returning her attention to what she was doing. But then suddenly, she realized something. This guy looks familiar!

She tried hard to remember where she had seen him before but nothing came to mind. So she continued stretching for another minute or two until finally, she gave up trying to figure out who he was. Instead, she decided to focus on getting stronger instead of worrying about such trivial matters.

After finishing her stretches, she stood up and walked over to the free weights. She picked up one of them and held it firmly in both hands. Then she raised it above her head. Slowly, she lowered it down towards her chest. When it reached halfway between her breasts and shoulders, she stopped and let it drop onto her shoulder blades. She repeated this process five times. Each time, she increased the distance between her hands and the barbell. At last, she lifted the entire weight overhead without using any support.

Next, she moved to the squat rack. She placed the barbell across her shoulders and squatted down until her knees touched the ground. From there, she pushed back up and stood erect again.

Finally, she returned to the bench press station. She lay flat on her back and lifted the barbell from the ground until it rested against her collarbone. After performing five repetitions of this exercise, she sat down and waited for the next person to come along.

Just as she was about to sit down, she spotted the same guy standing nearby. This time, he was facing away from her. He seemed to be concentrating really hard on whatever he was doing.

She watched him intently for several minutes. Then she saw him turn his head slightly towards her direction. In response, she quickly lowered her gaze and pretended to readjust her position on the bench.

Suddenly, he glanced back at her again. And this time, he smiled at her.

Oh my god! Maneesha thought excitedly. Is this happening? Is he interested in me?

But before she could ask herself any further questions, a woman approached the bench press machine. Without thinking twice, Maneesha jumped off the bench and ran away.

For the next few days, Maneesha would keep staring at the guy whenever he entered the gym. She would try to make eye contact with him whenever possible. However, each time she did so, he would look away or ignore her completely.

On a  Saturday  afternoon in the same week,

Maneesha wore a sports bra shaping her ample blossoms perfectly and leggings to show her perfectly shaped beautiful legs and her rounded perfect ass. Maneesha then decided to approach Ashen after his gym session was over. She walked towards him with confidence, not knowing what his response would be. She introduced herself, stating her name and how she’s been coming to the gym regularly for the past few months. Ashen smiled and welcomed her warmly, asking if he could help her with anything specific. Maneesha hesitated for a moment before speaking up.

“Actually, I was wondering if you’d like to grab a coffee sometime?” she asked, feeling nervous yet excited at the same time.

Ashen looked surprised but pleased. “I’d love that!” he replied.

They exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up later that week. Maneesha couldn’t believe her luck – she’d been eyeing Ashen for days now and had finally found the courage to make a move. Little did she know, Ashen had noticed her too and was just as eager to spend more time together.

Over the next few weeks, Maneesha and Ashen went on several coffee dates, getting to know each other better and building a strong connection. They both loved fitness and had a lot in common, making their conversations flow effortlessly.

One evening, they decided to go out for dinner at a nearby restaurant. It was a perfect night – the moon was full, the stars twinkled in the sky, and Maneesha and Ashen were enjoying each other’s company. They talked about everything from their favorite movies to their future goals, and before they knew it, it was time to leave.

As they walked back to their cars, Maneesha suddenly realized something. “Ashen, I have a confession to make,” she blurted out. He turned to look at her, curious. “I’ve been watching you work out at the gym every day for the past few days before asking you out, and let me tell you – you’re really hot!” she confessed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

Ashen laughed, clearly taken aback by her confession. “Well, I have a confession too,” he admitted. “Sometimes, I catch you staring at me while I work out. You’re so cute, and I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out.”

Maneesha’s heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t believe her luck – Ashen was just as interested in her as she was in him! They stood there for a few moments, grinning at each other awkwardly, before deciding to call it a night. Maneesha drove home, her mind racing with thoughts of Ashen and what the future might hold for them. She knew she’d made the right decision in confessing her feelings, and couldn’t wait to see where things would go from here.

As the time passed, Maneesha and Ashen grew closer than ever before. They went on picnics, watched movies, and even attended a local festival together. Their connection was undeniable, and they both felt incredibly comfortable and happy in each other’s presence. One weekend, they decided to visit the beach together. They spent hours walking along the shore, talking and laughing, before settling down on a blanket to enjoy the view. Maneesha lay back, closing her eyes and letting the sun warm her face. Suddenly, she felt Ashen’s hand touch hers, sending a jolt of electricity through her entire body. She opened her eyes to find him looking down at her with a gentle smile.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, slightly concerned.

“Nothing,” Ashen answered, his voice low and husky. “Just thinking about how lucky I am to have found you.”

Maneesha blushed, feeling her heart race in her chest. She turned to face him, meeting his gaze with her own. “I feel the same way,” she whispered, reaching up to caress his cheek. Ashen leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft kiss. Maneesha closed her eyes, melting into the moment as Ashen’s hands moved to cradle her face. Their kiss deepened, their bodies pressing together in a slow dance of desire. Maneesha felt a surge of passion overwhelm her, and she wrapped her arms around Ashen’s neck, pulling him closer still. Their lips parted, breathless and smiling, and they gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment before breaking away to catch their breath.

“That was incredible,” Maneesha murmured, resting her head against Ashen’s shoulder. “I didn’t expect us to get so close so quickly.”

Ashen chuckled, his fingers playing with the ends of her hair. “Me neither,” he admitted. “But I don’t regret it for a second.”

Maneesha smiled, snuggling closer to him. “Neither do I,” she agreed. “In fact, I think we should keep going.”

Ashen raised an eyebrow, surprised by her suggestion. “Really?” he asked, a hint of laughter in his tone. “Are you sure?”

Maneesha nodded, her cheeks flushing with color. “I’m sure,” she insisted, sliding her hand down to rest on his thigh. “I want to explore our connection further.”

Ashen’s eyes darkened with desire, and he pulled Maneesha closer still. “Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, his lips tracing a path down her neck. Maneesha shivered, her pulse quickening as his hands explored her body. His touch was light and teasing, sending waves of pleasure throughout her limbs. Ashen leaned in again, capturing her lips in a passionate embrace that left them both breathless. Maneesha moaned softly, arching her back against his chest as his hands slid beneath her shirt. She gasped as his fingertips grazed her sensitive skin, sending a delicious shiver through her core.

Ashen pulled away, his breathing shallow and ragged. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered in a low seductive tone, his eyes burning with lust.

Maneesha swallowed hard, feeling a wave of heat rise within her. “I... I..... want you... ,” she breathed, reaching up to tangle her fingers in his hair. “I want all of you. I want you to feel your touch all over my body. I'm soo horny for you right now baby and I can't wait anymore.”

Ashen groaned, his hands moving to unbutton her jeans. Maneesha trembled with anticipation as he pushed her shorts down her legs, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Ashen’s hands wandered over her body, exploring her curves and causing her to shudder with pleasure. His fingers brushed against her clitoris, sending a jolt of electricity through her entire being.

“Oh god, ohh yes Right... There.... That's ..... It... Keep Doing..... It” she gasped, her legs shaking with all of the pleasure as Ashen continued his exploration.

“Is this what you want Neesha? ” he whispered to he ears in a soft voice. Then his lips trailing a path across her stomach. “Do you want me to take care of you?”

Maneesha nodded, her eyes glazing over with desire. “Yes, please,” she whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily.

Ashen chuckled, his hands slipping beneath her underwear to tease her swollen folds. “Of course,” he whispered, his voice rough and demanding. “You’re mine now.”

Maneesha gasped, her body quivering with pleasure. Ashen continued to explore her, his fingers delving deeper and deeper into her wetness. She moaned softly, her hips rising to meet his touch. Ashen’s hand slipped lower still, his fingers dipping into her entrance and filling her with a sudden rush of warmth. Maneesha cried out, her legs wrapping around his waist as he plunged his hard cock deep inside her.

Ashen’s movements were slow and steady, his eyes locked on hers as he took his time to savor every inch of her body. Maneesha’s cries echoed across the beach, her body arching and writhing with pleasure. Ashen’s thrusts became harder and faster, driving her higher and higher until she reached the edge of ecstasy. She screamed his name as her climax washed over her, her body trembling with pleasure.

Ashen slowed his pace, allowing Maneesha to catch her breath before continuing his assault. She moaned softly, her eyes glazing over with desire. Ashen’s lips captured hers once more, their tongues dancing together in a sensual rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. Maneesha’s body responded eagerly, her hips rocking in time with Ashen’s movements.

Ashen’s grip tightened around her waist, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he neared his own release. Maneesha cried out in ecstasy, her body trembling with pleasure as Ashen pumped into her once more. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life, her body convulsing with pleasure as Ashen’s seed spilled deep within her.

They lay together on the blanket, panting and sweating in the late afternoon heat. Maneesha gazed up at Ashen, a contented smile playing on her lips. “Wow,” she whispered, while running her fingers on his mucles and admiring them.

To be Continued