"Texting with... Natalie" pt. 2

Natalie: Swimming? Interesting.

You: Why is that interesting?

Natalie: It's just you told me to do the one workout where I'd be wearing the least clothes.

I've seen what Natalie wears to the gym. A bathing suit would have to be pretty tiny to be more revealing than her regular workout attire.

You: I hadn't even thought of that. But since we're on the subject, how little of a swimsuit are we talking about?

Natalie: Wouldn't you like to find out 😉

Natalie: Okay, I should get to it. Good luck. Hope your client shows up!

You: Thanks. Have a good workout.

Fifteen minutes pass, and I'm still waiting for my client to show up.

I've had to move the car a couple times already to stay ahead of traffic enforcement.

I send the client another notification letting them know I can only wait around for another twenty minutes before we have to leave. I can't risk the rest of my days schedule being compromised by one client.

A minute later, I hear a beep on my phone, but it's not my client.

Natalie: How's it going? Have you managed to avoid those dastardly meter maids?

You: Masterfully. They have no idea I'm even here.

You: You finished your workout already?

Natalie: No. I'm taking a break. The circuit I'm doing is kicking my ass.

You: I can't believe what I'm seeing. You're getting beat?

Natalie: If I'm not getting beat, I'm wasting my time.

Natalie: Plus, pools will humble you.

Natalie: It's the most I've swam since Estaban and I went on vacation to Nice in France.

You: Oh, you've been to Nice? How worldly and bourgeoisie.

Natalie: lol. Stop.

You: Seriously though, the Rivera sounds like a pretty awesome vacation spot.

Natalie: Well, working-vacation. Esteban and I haven't been on a real vacation in years.

Natalie: Sure, when we first started dating, he would take me all over the world. We went to Tokyo, Seoul, Hong Kong.

You: Okay, now you really are bragging.

Natalie: Sorry, sorry, lol.

Natalie: But the last few years, I dont think we've gone anywhere on an actual vacation.

You: Come on. You guys haven't left New York in years?

Natalie: No. Esteban drags me on business trips and tries to pass them off as vacation.

Natalie: Well go somewhere, and he'll dump me in a luxury resort while he goes off to business meetings and golf games. Then he writes it off as a vacation for us.

Natalie: The most I see him is on the plane ride.

Natalie: I know. I shouldn't complain.

You: It's alright. It sucks to get treated like baggage.

You: But, if you have to get dumped like baggage somewhere, there are worse places than Nice, I imagine.

Natalie: Oh, trust me. I don't need to imagine, lol!

Natalie: Sure, sometimes Esteban has business in places like Nice, and he takes me along. But he's also taken me places where the resort he leaves me at is guarded by barbed wire and men with machine guns.

You: How Romantic.

Natalie: I know, right? Every girls dream.😆

Natalie: What about you? Any dream destinations?

You: Well, since you mentioned Nice, France sounds pretty amazing.

You: Aside from that, Italy and Brazil are also places I'd like to visit some day.

Natalie: Why those places?

You: I'd be lying a little bit if I said I wasn't interested in Italy and France because of the racing component.

You: But cars aside, just pick a reason. The food, the wine, the scenery.

Natalie: Ugh, it'd be so amazing just to go there and wander around.

Natalie: Brazil sounds fabulous too.

You: Yeah. Just take in the sights and atmosphere.

You: So if you could travel anywhere, where would you go?

Natalie: God, where wouldn’t I go is a better question.

Natalie: I did always want to visit Japan, so I got to cross that off the list.

Natalie: I also want to visit Bali, or Thailand.

You: Sucker for Southeast Asia, huh?

Natalie: I've always wanted to go!

Natalie: It's all just so different and beautiful!

Natalie: I could just live out of a van, driving from beach to beach, just eating delicious seafood and being a beach bum.

Natalie: No cares in the world.

You: Just a little tropical island out in the middle of some lagoon.

You: The only thing to do is relax.

Natalie: Haha, right?

Natalie: Oh god, I need to get back to work. I've just been sitting here in my wet bathing suit texting you when I should be back in the pool.

You: Yeah, you lazy bum. Get back to work!

Natalie: I know, I know. Lord knows I need to tone the buns up. You've seen them lately, right?

You: I don't know if it's safe to answer this question.

Natalie: Why? For implying that I'm getting fat, or for implying that you've been looking at my ass.

You: Well, I definitely don't think you are getting fat.

Natalie: Haha, knew it. You have been checking out my butt.

Natalie: Can I ask you a question?

You: Sure.

Natalie: Empirically, just as a guy observing a girl, what part of my body is the most appealing.

You: Okay, this is a loaded question.

Natalie: And no saying stuff like my eyes or hair. I’m talking boobs, butt, or legs.

Natalie: I swear, I'm just asking for scientific purposes.

I feel my face warm. She's putting me on the spot here.

You: Alright, assuming this isn't some kind of trap...

Natalie: Just tell me, you wuss.