Aspen had been hitting the gym hard for the past two weeks, hoping to get in shape for her upcoming vacation. She was excited to try out the new fitness class that had just been added to the schedule, and she couldn't wait to see what it would entail.
When she arrived, the class was already in full swing. She looked around and noticed a few familiar faces, but one stood out in particular. It was a man named Zane, who she had seen around the gym before. He was tall and lean, with a chiseled jaw and dark hair that was slicked back.
Aspen tried to focus on the instructor's commands, but she couldn't help but glance over at Zane every once in a while. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her lower back. She turned around and saw Zane standing behind her.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt," he said with a smirk. "But you're doing that move all wrong. Let me show you how it's done."
Aspen was hesitant at first, but she couldn't resist his charm. Zane took her hand and guided her through the proper form, his body pressed up against hers. She could feel his muscles tensing as he helped her, and her body responded in kind.