Page 11 of My Trainer Neighbor
"Other leg," I said, releasing her and moving to her left side.
She switched positions, and this time when I touched her, she didn't tense up as much.Progress.
"You're tight through your hips," I observed, working her leg through the stretch."Do you sit at a desk all day?"
"Most days, yeah."
"That's part of your problem.Your hip flexors are shortened from all that sitting, which puts stress on your lower back."I adjusted my grip, bringing her knee a little higher."How does this feel?"
"Good."She closed her eyes."Really good."
Her breathy tone went straight to my dick.I shifted position, grateful she wasn't looking at me.
"We should do this every day," I said, then immediately regretted the words.They sounded like a proposition, not a professional recommendation.
Her eyes opened, meeting mine."Every day?"
"The stretching," I clarified."Five minutes in the morning, five at night.It'll help with the back pain I'm betting you have."
"I don't have back pain."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, maybe a little back pain."
I released her leg and sat back on my heels."Sit up.I want to check something."
She pulled herself up to sitting, and I moved behind her."This might be a little personal, but I need to feel your spine.Is that alright?"
She nodded, but I could see the flush creeping up her neck.
I placed my hands on either side of her spine, just above her waistband, and felt along the muscles.They were knotted with tension, hard as rocks under my palms.
"Jesus, Nicole."I pressed a little deeper, working my thumbs into the tight spots."When did you last have a massage?"
She made a sound that might have been a laugh or a sob."Never."
"Never?"I stopped to stare at her."You've never had a massage?"
"I don't really do that kind of thing."
That kind of thing.Like taking care of herself was some foreign concept.
"Well, you're going to start," I said, going back to working the knots in her back."This level of tension isn't just uncomfortable, it's dangerous.You're one stress fracture away from a serious injury."
She was quiet for a moment, and I could feel some of the fight going out of her under my hands.
"That feels incredible," she admitted.
"It's going to feel even better once we get some of this worked out."I worked my way up her spine, finding trigger points I'd never felt in any of my other clients."How long have you been carrying this much stress?"
"I don't know.Years, maybe."
Years.This woman had been walking around in pain for years and had just accepted it as normal.
"We're going to fix this," I said, meaning it."But it's going to take time.And trust."
"Trust?"
