Part 1

I can't help but whistle as I watch the stunning figure of the red-haired woman as she worked out, her muscles rippled under her skin, beads of sweat dripping down her body, and her tight outfit leaving just enough for imagining. I hadn't been watching her for long, but I was already getting horny.

"No wonder the boss hired us." I muttered to myself.

I quickly check my surroundings. It is currently the middle of the night in an empty parking lot in front of a local gym. The two thugs who joined me on this job seem as boringly serious as ever, not even trying to ogle the fine piece before them.

"Why does everyone have to be such a stick in the mud." I mutter to myself before raising my voice, "Seems the boss's intel was right. Let's get to work."

We move to the door and the pair hold it open for me as I walk in. I watch as the woman face snaps towards us, a look of surprise and confusion on her face. She leaves the machine she was working on and approaches me.

"May I help you?" She says in a curious tone.

"Are you Adriana?" I ask, holding my hand out.

"Yes, that's me." She replies without hesitation and quickly shakes my offered hand. I can feel the power in her grip and quickly note that I should be careful.

"A friend of mine is a client of your and he heavily recommended I meet you." I give her my best smile, hoping to calm her nerves. It was always more fun when they were relaxed, "He mentioned that you prefer your personal workouts to be at night, so I waited until now to approach you."

"Oh, you and your friends what to hire me as your personal trainer." Adriana said as she happily began smiling and becoming visibly more relaxed. She leans forward for a moment and whispers into my ear, "You know, if you wanted to work out at night, we could just go over to my place."

I chill went down my spine as she giggled at my reaction. I quickly regained my composer and started walking to the machine she was working on when we entered.

"What this thing you were working on?" I say with genuine curiosity. I walk up to the machine and lightly touch the wires hanging from it.

"That is a cable tower." She eagerly walked up beside me. She reached up and gripped the hanging bar and pulled it down under her head, demonstrating how the machine worked, though I had the suspicion she is also showing her body off. She nods her head at a stack of metal and says, "You can change the weight to better suit you over there."

"Impressive." I say as I can't help but smile while I give a subtle gesture to the thugs. One goes over to the weights while the other silently approaches behind Adriana.

Before Adriana realized anything was wrong, the thug behind her grabbed her arms and twisted them behind her back. She let out a surprised and pained grunt. The other thug changes the weight to the heaviest amount before lifting them up, so the bar is dangling between me and Adriana. The thug then placed a metal pole under the stack, making sure it didn't fall.