The Seductive Gym Encounter

Sarah isn't new to the gym. She's been going regularly for the past three years. But she's been procrastinating lately, and decided to try a new workout class today. The whole thing was in French, but Sarah didn't see it as a problem, some exercise names are universal, after all.

As Sarah started stretching in the back corner of the class, she felt someone bump into her. She turned around, wide-eyed. A tall, muscular man with rugged green eyes towered over her. He looked down at her with a smirk.

"Sorry," she started.

"No worries," he replied, smirking still. "I'm Thomas. You're new here."

Sarah chuckled. "Yes, I am. I'm Sarah."

Thomas' shirt came off as he began to keep up with the workout pace. He was doing well, and Sarah couldn't help but admire his toned back. But she didn't realize where this was leading. Within 10 minutes, she had to stop to catch her breath, and when she looked up, she found Thomas staring at her from the mirror.

"You did good," he said. "Are you coming to the next class?"

"I think so," Sarah replied, slightly anxious about what was about to happen. "Why do you ask?"

Thomas leaned closer to her. "Because I want to help you finish. I want to show you what you've been missing out on."

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What happens next?