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My hand slips out of her yoga pants as Thelma steps away from me, her hands on her hips as she lets out a long, deep breath. Turning, she smiles, satisfaction beaming in her eyes. Her shoulders look half a foot lower than they did in the Bootcamp session. She seems relaxed right now.
“I look forward to my first private session.” Her satisfied smile turns into an eager smirk. “I want to make the punching bag cry.”
A chuckle bursts out of me as I grin at her. “We might need to work up to that, but I’ll see what I can do.”
“Good. How many sessions do you recommend a week?”
Fuck. Is she going to come all over my hands every session? Is seven pushing it?
“Two to four,” I suggest, not wanting to push my luck. Thelma grins, reaching for her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
“Let’s call it four. I have alotof tension to work out.”
There is a flash in her eye that has my cock leaping again.
“Four then. Let’s have the first one on Monday. Does six PM work for you?”
“Monday at six is perfect. See you then.” She beams, her hips swinging as she glides out of my office.
My heart pounds as the door of my office slides closed behind her. Shoving my hand, still coated with her juices, down my shorts, I fist my cock, stroking it slowly. I can’t believe I did that with a member. It was fucking worth it.
Gripping the edge of my desk, my eyes flutter closed, remembering the look and feel of her coming on my hand as I jack myself off. I can’t wait for Monday.
And hey, now I havethreeRampwoods as members. Things are looking up and up.
Chapter 4
THELMA
Smiling to myself as I step out of the office, the door closing behind me, I pull my phone out of my bag and walk down the corridor to the elevator.
Jimmy had to swipe a card to get to this floor, but when I left, he didn’t mention needing a card to get out of here, so I’ll take my chances.
Glancing at my phone while I wait for the elevator, I grin.
HOLLY: There is a coffee shop on the first floor. I have a table. Should I order you a latte?
THELMA: Yes please. On my way now xx
HOLLY: *thumbs up emoji*
Looking up as the elevator ding sounds out, I step inside, hitting the button for the first floor. Unlike the trip up here, there is no humming sexual tension this time. I thought maybe I was imagining it – or projecting – but my current post-orgasm buzz tells me I was right on the money.
My cheeks heat up right as I arrive on the first floor, and I remember the feeling of Jimmy pressing me against him, his fingers moving inside me. Oh, God. That was amazing. I need more of that.
My current lifestyle doesn’t leave much time for dating – or even just hooking up – but now I have four private sessions a week… maybe my private rubdowns after will occasionally include more orgasms. I’d like it if they did.
The coffee shop is easy to find, and in her bright yellow outfit, so is Holly, sitting at a table in the middle of the room. She glances over and smiles, lifting a hand to wave me over.
Dropping my bag onto the chair beside her, where her bag is already sitting, I slide into my seat, inhaling the fresh scent of coffee from the mug in front of me.
“Did I get you in trouble? I thought it would be okay because you were taking Artie’s place.”
I shake my head, smiling brightly, hoping my cheeks don’t flame again with the memory of what happened in that office.
“Oh, he signed me up for a membership. I’m going to take private boxing classes. Learn to hit and work out my tension.”
“I know something else that can work out the tension,” Holly teases. My cheeks are pink now. That’s what Jimmy said to me right before he made me come all over his hand.
