Chapter 1: Opening Image
Taylor greeted Melissa at the door with a quick hug. “It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other” he said. “You look amazing” he added. Melissa smiled and laughed, “Thanks Taylor. You’re not so bad yourself.”
Taylor led her into his private studio. The studio was modern with clean lines and bright lighting. Mirrors lined the walls and there was a full length mirror at the end of the room. Taylor’s equipment was scattered throughout the room - kettle bells, dumbbells, yoga mats, and a pull-up bar.
“So what are you wanting to work out” Taylor asked her. “Well it’s kind of personal but my. She paused and motioned to her tits. Hurts my back when I jog.” Melissa said, trying to maintain a casual tone. Taylor nodded, his eyes lingering on her chest for a moment before he turned to grab a resistance band.
“I see. Well, we can work on some core and back exercises to help with that. You’ll be running laps around your kids in no time.” He winked playfully.
Melissa smiled, appreciating his confidence. “Do you mind bending over for me and touching your toes. I want to see how flexible you are” he asked. Melissa bent over, her yoga pants stretching tight around her ass. She looked over her shoulder at him, “Is this good?”
Taylor took a step back to admire the view. When stretched you could see right through the material and her pink thong was visible. He walked up behind her and put his hands on her hips and brushed his thumbs against her cheeks. “Great form he said as he massaged her ass. You have a great ass” he said. He pressed his crotch up against it and rubbed it against her ass a few times as he stretched her out. “Mmm, you feel so good.” He moaned softly, making sure she could hear him.
Melissa straightened up, feeling a bit flustered but also secretly excited. “Thanks, I work out every day.” She smiled, pushing her hair back from her face.
“Seriously your body is insane” he said as he put a hand on her hip. “Your husband is a lucky man. I’d love to see that ass out of those yoga pants” he said laughing.
She blushed and said he was overreacting. “You flatter me. But really, I just want to get back to running without feeling like I’m being stabbed in the back.”
Taylor nodded, backing off slightly but still keeping his hand on her hip. “Alright, alright. Let’s get started then. First, we’re going to work on your core strength. It’ll help with your back pain and give you that sexy six-pack you’ve always wanted.”
He guided her to a mat in the corner of the studio and instructed her to lay down. He pushed her legs wide apart and pressed his crotch up against her as he stretched her legs out. “How does that feel?” he asked. “Like you’re trying to take advantage of me” she joked back, but there was a hint of seriousness in her voice. “I’m just trying to show you the proper form” he said, smirking. He was beginning to get hard and continued to press his dick against her. “Seriously, Taylor. I’m married. And you’re supposed to be helping me with my back pain.”
He backed off, laughing. “Okay, okay. I can take a hint. Let’s focus on your workout.” He showed her how to do a basic plank, his body hovering over hers, his muscles taut and defined. “Keep your back straight, abs tight,” he instructed.
She followed his lead, her breath coming in short gasps. He watched her, admiring her form, his eyes lingering on her chest. “You’re doing great,” he said, his voice husky. “But your hips are sagging.
Push them up higher, like you’re trying to show off your ass.” Taylor demonstrated, his own hips thrusting upwards in a suggestive motion. Melissa followed, her breath hitching slightly as she felt the burn in her core.
Taylor moved behind her, his hands on her waist. “Now, let’s add some shoulder taps. Reach one hand to your opposite shoulder and switch.” He guided her through the movement, his thumbs brushing the side of her breasts as she reached.
Melissa couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his workout pants. She tried to ignore it, focusing on the workout.
“Like this?” she asked, tapping her shoulder. Taylor chuckled, his voice low and throaty. “Just like that. But don’t forget to keep your hips up.” His hands moved from her waist to her lower back, pressing slightly as he guided her.
Melissa seemed to be relaxing into the workout, her breathing steady. Taylor decided to up the ante, making sure to keep it playful yet just bordering on inappropriate. He knelt down behind her, his face close to her ass. “Okay, now let’s add some donkey kicks.
Push your leg up like this.” Taylor demonstrated, his hand on her ankle, guiding her leg up. Melissa followed his lead, her leg lifting high. Taylor’s fingers brushed against her inner thigh, making her giggle. “Ticklish?” he asked, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He did it again, this time a little higher, making her squirm. “Taylor!” she protested, but there was a smile in her voice.
He switched sides, his hand on her other ankle. As she lifted her leg, he glanced up, his eyes meeting hers in the mirror.
She held his gaze for a moment before looking away, a slight blush creeping up her cheeks. Taylor smirked, enjoying the effect he was having on her. He switched sides again, his hand grazing her inner thigh as he guided her leg up. "You're doing great," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Your form is perfect."
Melissa laughed nervously, trying to shake off the tension. "You say that to all the girls."
Taylor leaned back, a playful gleam in his eye. "Only the ones with perfect form." He winked, making her laugh again. “If you want you can take those yoga pants off for the rest of the lesson he offered.
“It’ll give you more range of motion and I want to make sure your form is on point.” He winked at her again.
”you just want to see my ass in a thong” she said. Taylor laughed and said “Well I’m not gonna lie, that would be a nice bonus.” He said with a wink. Melissa laughed and said “You’re impossible, you know that?” She was playfully hitting his arm.
”So how about it” he asked again. “Take them off?”
Melissa hesitated for a moment, looking at him in the mirror. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, but she also felt a thrill of excitement. She was flattered by his attention, even if it was inappropriate. She made a quick decision, standing up and turning to face him. “Fine, but only because I trust you to keep it professional,” she said, her voice playful but firm.
Taylor held up his hands in surrender. “Scout’s honor,” he joke. He watched as she slowly peeled off her yoga pants, revealing her pink thong.
She tossed the pants to the side and struck a casual pose, hands on her hips. “There, happy now?” she asked, a playful smile on her face. Taylor couldn’t help but let his eyes wander, taking in the sight of her in the skimpy underwear. His cock twitched in his pants, straining against the fabric. She clearly saw it and blushed. “Taylor…” she trailed off, unsure of what to say.
Taylor quickly changed the subject. “Alright, let’s do some squat jumps. They’re great for your glutes and core.” He demonstrated, his legs flexing as he jumped, a clear view of his huge bulge in his pants.
Melissa followed his lead, her muscles burning as she jumped. She tried to ignore the sight of him, but it was hard to miss. She couldn’t help but sneak a glance at him as he moved.
Taylor noticed and smirked. “You’re doing great,” he said, his voice low.
They finished up the lesson and Melissa was exhausted and sweaty. She asked if she could use his private shower he had. “If you let me join you” he teased. “It’s a big shower” he added. Melissa laughed, “Nice try, Taylor. I’m sure your shower is lovely, but I think I can handle washing myself.”
”it’s just a friendly shower” he told her. ”I swear I won’t do anything. “You can’t try anything” she said sternly. “I’m a married woman, remember?” She laughed and pushed him playfully. Taylor put his hands up in surrender again. “Fine, fine. No funny business. I’ll behave.”
Melissa nodded, smiling. “Good. Because I do need to shower. I have to pick up my kids soon.” She started to head towards the door that led to the shower room.
He followed her in and turned on the water for her. They stood waiting for the water to warm up and awkwardly smiled at each other. She rolled her eyes and lifted her top off revealing her perfect tits. Taylor took his shirt off. She giggled and told him he had a great body. Taylor winked at her and took off his workout pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his massive cock sprung free. She gasped and covered her mouth. “Taylor!” she exclaimed. “That’s fucking huge” she said. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. It was the biggest she had ever seen. She reached out and touched it. Taylor let out a low moan. “Fuck Melissa” he said. “You’re playing with fire” he told her.
She quickly pulled her hand back, her face bright red. “I’m sorry” she said. “I shouldn’t have done that”
Taylor laughed. “It’s okay” he said. “I liked it” he admitted. He was rock hard now. Melissa bit her lip, looking at it. “It’s just… I’ve never seen one that big before” she admitted. “Better than your husband’s” he asked her teasingly. Melissa looked up at him, a mix of embarrassment and arousal in her eyes. “Taylor, we can’t,” she whispered. “I’m married.”
He sighed, his cock twitching with anticipation. “I know, I know. I just can’t help it. You’re so fucking sexy.”
Melissa bit her lip, her eyes flicking between his face and his massive cock. “I can’t stop thinking about it either,” she admitted. “But we can’t do anything.”
Taylor nodded, stepping closer to her. “Fine. Do you care if I jack it off in front of you” he asked. She smiled. “What, like a show?”
He shrugged, a playful smirk on his face. “Is that wrong?”
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Alright. But only if I can touch it.”
Taylor’s eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly nodded. “Deal.”
She stepped closer to him, her hand reaching out to touch his cock. It was hot and hard in her hand, pulsing with each beat of his heart. He let out a low groan, his head falling back as she stroked him.
“Fuck, Melissa. That feels so good,” he whispered.
Melissa licked her lips, her eyes locked onto the sight of her hand wrapped around his massive cock. She could feel the power in it, the potential. She stroked him slowly, her grip tight as she explored every inch of him.
Taylor let out a soft moan, his hips bucking gently into her touch. "You're so good at that," he murmured. "I can't wait to feel your mouth on me."
Melissa's breath hitched at his words. She knew she shouldn't, but the thrill of the forbidden was intoxicating. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.
“Do you want me to?” she whispered. Taylor’s breath hitched as he nodded, unable to find words. Melissa knelt down in front of him, her hand still wrapped around his cock. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste the bead of precum at the tip. Taylor let out a low groan, his fingers threading through her hair.
“Fuck, that feels amazing,” he murmured. Melissa took him fully into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth. She moved slowly, her head bobbing up and down as she took him as deep as she could.
Taylor's fingers tightened in her hair, his hips thrusting gently into her mouth. "That's it, baby," he whispered. "Take it all."
Melissa looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly, but she didn't stop. She was determined to please him, to feel him come undone. She picked up the pace, her hand working in tandem with her mouth, her spit lubricating the way.
Taylor's breath came in short gasps, his body tensing as he neared the edge. "Fuck, Melissa," he groaned.