1. A New Day, A New You part 15


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Blowjob, Male/Female, Romance, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    out and head down to the gym. I leave what little I have in a locker and sign in as agent on duty before sitting on a bench in a suit and waiting till five before signing out and exiting for home. I finish out the rest of the week in the gym. Show up in a suit, change, work out with a few agents who are trying to keep themselves in shape or taking a break from the grind upstairs, then at five I grab my suit and leave in my workout clothes to shower at home. I get to Wednesday barely speaking with any of the agents that bother to congregate at the gym when I get a visitor. I’m watching a video on my phone since I’ve been alone when a pair of legs moves into view; I glance at the new arrival and sigh audibly. “Hello Special Agent Naser, welcome to the FBI gym. What do you require assistance with,” I ask in my most monotone voice not looking back up from my video. “I was wondering when you were going to join my team so we can work on briefings for my side project,” Naser states waiting for a response. “I’m not on your team; I’m assigned to the gym. I recommend that you change before your workout,” I ask still not looking at her. “I heard you called off your investigation, even declined to keep it open for use at a later date. Things are going smoothly on the joint task force for now but I’ve been waiting for you to show up since Friday to meet with my team and get you up to speed with my investigation,” Agent Naser explains and I finally look at her. “No Special Agent Naser, I ...
    won’t be joining your team. I’m not interested in the joint task force or any investigations at this time. If you are here to work out I’m more than happy to help,” I offer turning my attention back to my phone. “Didn’t think you’d give up on doing some real work so easily,” Agent Naser says softly, why is she being soft. “I haven’t, I’m here in the gym where I was assigned by Chief Watkins,” I state and she sighs before addressing me again. “Well I’ll be back tomorrow to see if you still want to join up with my team,” she says before departing. I don’t even watch her leave; I keep to my phone and work out randomly when not charging my device before ending my day. The next two days go the same way, Agent Naser shows up, offers to bring me out of the gym, I decline and she leaves. It’s a steady pattern that helps the repetition of my day. I’m packing my things on Friday when a couple Agents enter the gym and notice me packing up. “Hey Bradley, you’re still down here,” one of the male agents, an overweight white man named Harris asks, his moustache has more personality than he does. “Yes Agent Harris, it’s my assignment,” I reply not looking. “I thought that NSA woman who kept visiting you was keeping you in the loop on things or you were in the field. Guess Watkins nailed you good for that HR complaint,” Harris states as a few agents shake their heads. “He did, not like I was going anywhere anyway. Since everyone keeps requesting to keep me off their cases and Watkins doesn’t ...
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