"Fuuuck Kathy you have the most amazing tits." Logan grunted as she knelt on her living room carpet and sucked his cock again. "Uhhhhh yesss." He pulled out and his cum spurted onto her exposed chest. Her tits out just like she'd promised him in her text. "Thanks babe. Do this again yeah?" Logan glanced down at her as he zipped himself up, his face full of self-satisfaction. "I gotta go, late for a party! See ya." Kathy knelt there, his cum dripping down her chest, as she heard the front door close, so ashamed of yet another bad decision. But her hand was already between her legs, rubbing…
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Alex’s hands on her body are always professional. Mostly. Kathy’s starting to lose track of where the workout ends and something else begins
Personal Trainer Part 3: Awakening Desires, by Mia Sumner
Kathy woke early, an instant awareness that didn’t allow for a return to the comfort of sleep. Next to her in the bed, Richard snored, comfortable and oblivious. She glanced at her phone as she sat up and swung out of bed. The appointment notification stared back at her almost in accusation. There was still time to cancel, she thought as she pulled her panties on, but no Richard had paid for these sessions and the exercise was exactly what she needed.
The world was gray in the predawn light as she arrived at the gym. The keypad blinked green as she pressed her 24/7 access card to it. Most of the lights in the building were off, this felt, almost wrong to Kathy, like she was sneaking into a forbidden place rather than a simple appointment. She brushed the thought aside. Richard might still be sleeping at home, but this was his present to her and Alex was a professional trainer.
There was no one behind the desk in the empty, sterile entrance hall, it was too early for that yet, the signs were easy to follow though. She walked straight through to the gym, itself also almost empty except for someone off in the far corner using a weight machine. Alex was there too, dressed in tight gym clothes, her posture upright, her gaze snapping to Kathy the moment she walked into the gym. Alex’s smile was brief and businesslike. Kathy smoothed a frown from her face at the odd sense of disappointment in her stomach. Had she been hoping for more?…
Mia enjoyed breaking in the hotel's new hires. The manager only ever hired pretty young things. They all came in with attitudes, thinking they could do whatever they wanted. It rarely took more than a day to put them in their place. This one hadn't lasted an hour with Mia's strapon before she was begging. By hour 3 she never wanted it to stop…
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