After an intense workout, we were left alone in my apartment, as planned. At first, everything seemed normal, a light conversation while we recovered, but soon, the atmosphere changed. Every word, every look, began to be charged with a different tension, one we hadn’t anticipated but both felt. The sweat still glistened on our skin, and the closeness, the labored breathing from the effort, made everything seem more intimate than it had been before. Without intending to, the atmosphere was becoming denser, more charged with desire. The glances became longer, the laughs lower, and suddenly, the space between us was no longer enough. We knew that what we were about to do was off limits, but the attraction was undeniable, almost inevitable. What began as a simple encounter after the gym, turned into something much deeper, more intense. Bodies, already awakened by exercise, now sought each other out for other reasons, and the line between what is right and what is desired blurred entirely.