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David watched Jessica’s glutes flex in her tight black Lycra shorts as she pulled twenty-five-pound weights off the rack and added them to the bar above him. 245. She would want at least twelve reps. She stood above him, spotting the bar. “OK, gorgeous, let’s do this.”David stared up at her protruding mound, taut six-pack, her tight rack compressed into a lace sports bra, and her smiling face looking down upon him, and knew he did not want to disappoint her. In his imagination, he told himself that if he got to twelve without straining, she would pull down those skimpy shorts and sit on his face. Adrenalin surged and he went through the reps. “That’s it, watch your breathing,” Jessica coached. David got to ten, “OK, let’s go five more,” Jessica directed. At fifteen the bar slowed at about the halfway point and Jessica leaned in and spotted the bar back to the rack. David swore he could smell her juicy pussy as she did so.When he’d signed up for a personal trainer a few months ago he had no idea he’d be so lucky as to have this gorgeous twenty-seven-year-old Latina. She was definitely inspiration to not skip a workout. Jessica’s long dark hair pulled into a tight ponytail, her spectacular body enhanced with the skimpiest of workout clothes, her huge brown eyes and deep olive skin, full lips and killer smile, all combined to prompt him to go from one session a week to five. David was thirty-five and recently divorced. Five-ten, with medium brown hair and eyes, and moderately fit, he was fair to look at. He also had an excellent job and was in general a “good catch.” But the divorce had shaken his confidence. The demise of his marriage was no doubt mutual, but it was his ex-wife’s affair with a co-worker that had lit the fuse. At some level he wondered if he was attractive enough, or sexy enough. Hence the personal trainer. And showing up five days a week had a discernable visual impact in just ten weeks. It helped with his confidence as well, and he tried out online dating with some success. He had, however, become obsessed with Jessica. It was hard for his cyber hook-ups to stack up against her gold standard.Jessica was married to a former college football player. He came into the club every now and then and he was an intimidating presence. Over 6′ 2″ and ripped, with light brown skin, blue eyes, and a shaved head, David could see some of the ladies in the club swoon when he came in to say hello to Jessica. And yet, Jessica herself did not seem to swoon. She was fairly cold to him, in fact. She was much more flirtatious with David than she seemed to be with her own husband.Much to David’s astonishment, Jessica proposed that they go out for drinks sometime to celebrate David hitting all his fitness goals. David fumbled his response but finally managed a “Yeah, sure, that would be great.” He kicked himself all day for blowing an opportunity. He gathered the courage the next morning to say, “Hey, so about that drink — ”Jessica didn’t even let him finish his sentence. “Oh yeah! How about tonight? My last appointment ends at 4:00. I could get home and change and meet you downtown at 5:00ish. I know a great place.” David was distracted all day and he jumped when he got a text from Jessica at 4:00 with the address of where to meet up. With a dry mouth and racing heart, he walked into a speakeasy-style place just a few blocks from his office building. The place was very cool, but also very dark, and it took a few moments for his eyes to adjust. Jessica waved to get his attention and David’s jaw hit the floor. Jessica was at a high-top table in a red mini dress. Her lustrous black hair, usually pulled back, cascaded down her shoulders. Her long, muscular, tan legs looked even sexier than usual, peeking out from the short dress and ending with the lovely arch of her feet in high-heeled sandals. She climbed off the stool as David approached, and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. Her perfect breasts, unconstrained by a sports bra, swung free, and he struggled to keep his eyes matched to hers rather than visually slobbering over her excited nipples and generous side boob.After almanbahis şikayet a few too many drinks for a weeknight, they each made drunken confessions to one another. David shared how beautiful she was and how he had a huge crush on her. Jessica talked about how handsome and mature he was, and that his desire for her was a turn-on because – and here was the shocker – her husband wasn’t that interested in her physically. David could not believe what he was hearing. “The man is crazy or stupid or gay!” he laughed. David eventually called a cab for each of them, and as they waited, he gave Jessica his blazer to keep her warm. “You’re so thoughtful, David,” Jessica said with a bit of a slur, and she gave him a hug. David felt her body against his as she pulled him to her more tightly. And there on a chilly street corner, they French kissed until the arrival of a black Prius at the curb broke their embrace. The next morning David woke with a headache, and not exactly sure if his memory of the evening was real or a dream. A text from Jessica brought him back to reality.We need to talk.David hesitated. He imagined Jessica impatiently staring at pulsing dots on the other end of the connection. She was probably mad at him. Or embarrassed. OK, was all he could manage.I cancelled appts. Meet me here instead of the gym.Where’s hereShe sent an address. David wasn’t sure what he was walking into. He showered, drank a cup of coffee and downed a protein shake. After fifteen minutes of pacing, he headed out to meet up.She lived on the second floor of an artfully refurbished 1920s apartment building with a garden courtyard. He nervously walked along the ornate open mezzanine to her place: 217. No bell. He knocked, a bit too lightly. After a minute he knocked again. Jessica opened the door a crack and peeked through. He could see her light up with a smile as she removed the chain and let him in.Jessica was in a short, ivory satin robe and bare feet. David wasn’t sure what he had been expecting but this wasn’t it. “Come on in. You want a cup of coffee?”“God yes,” David answered as he watched her pad across the hardwood floors of the entryway and living room toward a small open kitchen. He sat nervously in an old leather club chair, taking in the flex of her calves, the arch of her feet, the color of her pedicure, and the sway of her hips under the silky fabric. When Jessica leaned down to hand him his coffee, the robe was open enough that it exposed her lovely breasts. Jessica sat on a couch a few feet away, pulling her legs underneath her.“I wanted to talk about last night — “David’s fears were confirmed. “Yeah, I’m really sorry about that, I know you’re married, and I guess I had a little – ““Don’t be sorry,” Jessica interjected. “We were both a little drunk, but that’s not why we kissed. We kissed because I want you. I want you to give me what I don’t get from Rich.”David nearly spat out his coffee. He was speechless. Frozen. His jaw slacked open. He was sure he looked a fool. Jessica stood and slipped the robe from her body. She was nude. Nude and magnificent. She smiled, took the cup of coffee from him and set it aside, then straddled his thighs. She took his face in her hands and gently kissed him. Then forcefully so. At last David was shaken from his stunned stupor and returned her advances. “I need you to fuck me, David.”In the back of his mind, David was concerned that the ex-jock husband would burst in and pummel him to death. But the front of his mind, and his entire corporeal being, was obsessing over the beautiful creature in front of him. She stripped him of his clothes, one item at a time, between kisses and fondles. She pulled him up and over to the couch, where she lay him down underneath her. Jessica made love to him, teasing him with her tongue, lips and gentle bites as she made her way up and down and back and forth across his body. Several times David felt as if he was in a dream, so unlikely was the situation and so glorious were the feelings coursing through him. She fed him her breasts as she rubbed her splayed pussy against his rigid cock. almanbahis canlı casino Then she placed that moist pussy on his face, before spinning into a sixty-nine position.“Oh David, you make me feel so good. So sexy,” Jessica said breathlessly as she alternated between his cock and balls. “Fuck me now. Fuck me good.”She crawled away from their reverse carnal embrace and bent herself over the old leather chair. “Shove that thing up me,” she said to him with a sexy sneer while looking back at him. He stood and filled her in one or two strokes. “Yeah, give it to me. Give me that cock. I need a man to fuck me.”He grabbed her hips and thrust with steady, firm strokes, speeding the rhythm as he went. The smacks of his groin against her ass, her moans of pleasure and naughty talk, the smell of her pussy, the sight of her perfect body arching back against him, was enough to take him to the brink. He did not want to cum so quickly, especially without bringing Jessica off. He pulled himself from her and dropped to his knees. Jessica shrieked at the sudden removal of cock, then cooed approval when David thrust his face into her warm, wet lips. Jessica reached back to grab David’s hair and pull him into her, roughly. She ground against his outstretched tongue and face, undulating so that he traced a line from her clit to her perineum. At last she focused his tongue on her clit exclusively as she pressed her spasming lips hard into the bridge of his nose. David could barely breathe. He had never been happier. Jessica twisted away from him as her climax peaked and collapsed into the chair. Breathing hard, she threw a lovely toned leg over each arm of the chair, spreading herself before him. “I need some more of that dick,” she laughed. David supported his weight on the arms of the chair as he recommenced moving inside Jessica from a modified push-up position. “You feel so good, David. I love this. I love how you fuck me. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me. Shoot a big load all over me. Cum on my tits,” Jessica implored him, yanking on her own nipples as she did so. Sweating with effort and completely engorged, David hammered his way toward orgasm, per Jessica’s instructions. “Cum on my tits, baby. Let me see you cum.” On her cue, David pulled from her and stood to shoot three or four strong ropes of spunk onto Jessica’s perfect chest. Jessica shrieked with delight. She picked up a dollop of his seed with her forefinger and licked at it provocatively. “Yum,” she smiled. She did it again, this time offering it to David. He hesitated, but then dutifully sucked her finger, not minding the briny taste. It was not his first time tasting his own cum, truth be told.“Fuck, that’s sexy, baby,” Jessica said, pulling him in to kiss her. “Scoop up the rest with your tongue, baby, and feed it to me,” she ordered in sexy whispers. With little hesitation, David did exactly that, licking up puddles of cum from Jessica’s slick flesh, and then sharing long cum kisses with her, as in the nastiest of internet porn scenes. If she liked it, he liked it. Whatever made this beauty happy, he was going to do. *~*David went the weekend without seeing or hearing from Jessica. Was that it? he wondered. He beat off to the memory of their time together, not sure what Monday morning would bring when he showed up at his normal workout time.He spotted her from across the gym, in his favorite pair of white micro shorts and a black low-cut sports bra. She was smiling and laughing as she said goodbye to her earlier client, but turned serious as David approached. His heart sank. They went through a workout very matter-of-factly, with even less interaction than usual. It was a leg day, and as he squatted and lunged in front of her, he tried to make eye contact, attempting to draw wordlessly what was on her mind. No clue was given.He struggled through the last of his deadlifts and stood before her with his thighs quaking. “Hey, Jessica, um, I really think maybe we ought to talk — “She cut him off. “I’ve got a break between clients. Meet me in the steam room.”David sped through the men’s locker room, shedding almanbahis casino his clothes and rushing through the shower as quickly as possible. The gym had a coed area between the locker rooms that contained two hot tub spas, a sauna and a large steam room. The area was more an evening hangout and got far less use in the early morning. You were supposed to have at least a swimsuit on. David wrapped a towel around his waist and hoped no one would notice. Luckily, there was only one person in a spa. When he went into the steam room, Jessica was already there, in a Speedo one piece. He was grossly underdressed for what he figured would be a very quick “we shouldn’t have and won’t again” speech from Jessica. But he was, delightfully, wrong again. Jessica immediately kissed him. She turned away from the door, pulled down the straps of her maillot, and pressed her bare chest against his as they kissed again. “Fuck, I’ve missed you,” Jessica whispered. She grabbed David’s cock under the towel and tugged it to full-staff. “I need you to fuck me again.”“What … here?” David asked.“No. Tonight at my place again.”David moaned his relief and excitement. “Oh my god. I can hardly wait,” he said as he cupped her perfect breasts, now slick with sweat and steam.“But, David,” she paused, “There’s … a catch.” “What?” David asked.“Um … Rich … he knows,” Jessica stammered.Reflexively, David pulled his hands away from her body as if he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. His heart raced, this time with fear rather than lust. “Oh, shit. Fuck. That’s not good.”“No, it’s not like that. He’s OK with it,” Jessica said as she stroked David’s cheek with one hand and his cock with the other.“He’s … ‘OK with it’?” David parroted back. “What the fuck?”“I told you, Rich isn’t interested in fucking me anymore. But, he’s OK with the idea of you fucking me. If … If he’s there,” Jessica explained. “There?! Like he wants to watch?! Like … is he a cuckold or something?” David tried to make sense of what she was saying.“Well, yeah, sort of, I guess … he wants to watch. And I want your dick.”And with that, Jessica bent to take his rock-hard cock in her mouth.*~*When David showed up, Jessica greeted him in a stunning little black dress. The plunging neckline and short hemline showed off her assets to perfection. A gold cross hung between her breasts with sexy cognitive dissonance: “I’m a good girl of God; please look at my amazing tits.” Four-inch heels flattered the tone of her legs.David was extremely nervous. As much as he tried not to, his eyes darted around the apartment, looking out for Rich. Jessica smiled. “He’s not here yet. He’s down the street at a bar. He thought he’d give us some time to get warmed up.” She put her arms around David’s neck and gave him a long, lingering kiss. “I made us drinks.”She poured them each a chilled martini and took David by the hand, leading him into a bedroom. A king-sized, modern four-poster bed anchored the room. A white leather chaise lounge was against the window. A master bath with a large walk-in shower was visible. They sat on the lounge and necked as they finished their drinks. Jessica downed the last of her martini with a gulp and stood to peel off her dress, leaving her in heels, a lacy black thong, and that sex beacon of a cross. David dropped to his knees and pulled her thong to the floor, then nuzzled the sparse, carefully trimmed hair on her mons.“Mmmm … Baby. You make my knees weak,” Jessica said as she backed toward the bed. David crawled after her and dove between her splayed legs as she lay back on the mattress. Her smell and taste were amazing. He ate her voraciously. “Fuck, yeah,” Jessica moaned. “Sweety, we have all night, but damn, your tongue feels fantastic!.” She pushed him away briefly as she repositioned herself, now standing bent at the waist, facing the bed. David resumed his attention to her center, licking between her perfect ass cheeks as well as at her soaked, shaved pussy lips. “Fuck! You’re going to make me cum before Rich even gets here. Slow down, Lover. Get those clothes off.”David ripped at his clothes, quite preferring to have time alone with Jessica and her amazing body before Rich showed up. They sixty-nined briefly and then Jessica mounted him in a reverse cowgirl. She stared over her shoulder at him as she twerked her round muscular backside up and down.
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