Meet the Mysterious Gym Beauty: A Chilling Obsession Unfolds

Day 1
Alex finished his third set and slowly stood, rolling from the bench to the floor. He had just finished working on his shoulders and arms; cardio was next, followed by some pull ups to work on his back. He wiped the back of his neck with a towel, and casually looked towards the check-in counter at the far side of the gym floor.

There she was, right on time. She flashed her brilliant smile to the boy behind the counter and gave him a flirty little wink as he handed her the sign in clipboard. She really did have a brilliant smile; accentuated by her perfectly straight teeth. She made some comment that Alex couldn’t hear, and grabbed a fresh towel off of the pile. An older gentleman gave her a curt nod as he stepped past her on his way out.

She moved toward the treadmills and took her usual spot facing the window. Twenty-nine minutes at six miles per hour, like always. Alex checked his watch. He had just enough time to finish his workout and take a shower before she finished. She never showered here, he knew, preferring instead to clean up at home.

He couldn’t help but admire her form as she started her run. At about 5’4”, maybe 110 pounds, she was in excellent shape. She wasn’t really tall or lanky enough to be a serious runner, but she obviously cared about staying in shape. She wore understated black workout pants, simple pink and grey sneakers, and a matching pink tank top over her 28Cs. She was serious about her workout: no makeup, no jewelry, and her straight, brown hair was pulled into a ponytail.

Alex thought she was absolutely beautiful. As he transitioned towards the pull up bar, he couldn’t help but admire her running. Her face was blank, her eyes fixed straight ahead, and she was focused on her breathing. She seemed real to him, not like some girls who simply never eat to stay skinny. She had strength, took care of her body, and it showed.

Alex finished ten pull ups and dropped off the bar, shaking out his shoulders and back with some dynamic stretching. He could have done more, but he wasn’t actually here for a workout today. Anyone that tracked his routine would have seen that he did 40% less weight on the bench press, and only half of his usual reps on the squat and sit up machines. Alex was here for a different reason today, and he was saving his strength for later.

He glanced at his watch and headed towards the exit. He gave the kid at the counter a smile and a wave, and dropped his sweaty towel in the laundry bin next to the phone. He walked down the hallway towards the locker rooms and showers.

His hair was still damp from the shower as he looked in the mirror over the sink. He had just stepped off the scale, tipping it at 225, which was a little more than he wanted, but still better than where he had been three months ago.

“Wow,” he thought to himself. “Has it really been three months already?”

In the last three months, he had gained noticeable definition in his arms, shoulders, and back. His legs were also much stronger than before, although they didn’t really show it outwardly. He still had just a little bit of a gut, but couldn’t quite bring himself to give up the occasional pizza and beer. At least it was summer time now, and he could start working on his tan again. He hated how pasty his skin got in the depths of winter. It looked like death sometimes.

He got dressed, put his bag over his shoulder, and made his way to the main entrance of the facility. His timing could not have been more perfect. The girl in the pink and black from earlier was just waving goodbye to the receptionist, and walked out maybe three seconds before he did. She even held the door for him. Classy.

“Thanks” he said, flashing her a smile.

“No problem” came the reply.

He already knew that she drove a black Saab sedan. He knew because he had been carefully watching her for the past three months. He usually made sure to park on the other side of the parking lot to avoid suspicion, but today was different. Today, he had left his car at home and taken the train.

“Did you have a good workout?” he asked, quickening his pace so that he could walk next to her.

“I did,” she said, turning her head. “How was yours?”

Alex found it interesting that she actually seemed to care, and was doing more than making simple small talk. He decided to answer her question a little more thoroughly than he would have otherwise.

“Yeah, it wasn’t bad. I tweaked my shoulder a little bit last week, so I’m trying to take it easy”

“Oh? That’s too bad.” Her eyebrows arched just a little bit, and Alex got to see for the first time how expressive her eyes were. “I hope you didn’t hurt it too bad.”

“No, it’s getting much better, thank you.” The truth was he hadn’t injured it at all. He didn’t know how observant she was though, and wanted to make sure his cover stayed intact.

“Well, this is me.” She said, as she slid around to the driver’s side and pulled her keys out of her purse.

Alex nodded and stepped behind her, between the two cars as he gestured to a general direction near

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