"Training" At The Pool WIP (Patreon)

Pushing open the gate to the closed off neighborhood pool, a bright smile came to Amanda’s lips. It was always a rare treat that one of her clients would offer to bring her to a pool for their training sessions instead of having to meet them at the gym. Luckily for her, this one was just cute enough to catch her attention and smart enough to know not to invite her when there would be other people surrounding the pool. Unfortunately, that meant that the sun was only just now setting as she took a few steps closer toward the water. Her smile remained on her lips, however, as she ran her hand through her long red hair, admiring her reflection and how her body looked in her black and white swimsuit in the still water.

“So, now that we’re here, I think we need to work on your endurance to start.” Turning around, while the sun was still up, she was able to see her client closing off the gate to the pool. She had to admit that for a man that was just entering his thirties, he still had the body of someone ten years his younger. It always gave her a little treat to appreciate whenever it was his day to train. Of course, that smile she had on her soft lips quickly faded when her green eyes spotted him still wearing his shirt, knowing that he only needed to be in his swimsuit for today’s training. “Go ahead into the changing room and get changed, John. We’re here alone, so no reason to be shy, alright?”

Taking a deep breath as she ran her hand through her fiery locks once again, the young woman turned herself around to face the pool, looking to see just how deep it was. “This should be deep enough for our training. I don’t have long before the sun goes down, so maybe I should just skip speed things along tonight. I’m sure that Jasmine is going to need someone to cook for her. She did say she had a lot of tests to grade this week.” The green-eyed woman rolled her eyes and jumped into the pool without a moment’s hesitation, diving into the deepest portion of the pool before touching the bottom and pushing herself back up to the surface.

When she breached the water and poked her head out over the edge of the pool, Amanda was able to see her client stepping out of the changing room in his swimsuit, a notable bulge in his shorts. “Really, John? I know there are a lot of people out there that want to fuck their trainer, but do you have to be one of them?” However, when her client remained silent and sat down at the edge of the pool in front of her, it became very apparent just how much he agreed with that statement she made.

Amanda’s green eyes drifted up the slightly older man’s body until she was looking at his face, ignoring the hard cock that was practically pressing against her lower lip through his swimsuit. “Are you sure about this? A client having a sexual connection to their personal trainer is something that happens from time to time, but I can’t promise that I’ll continue to be your personal trainer afterwards. I doubt someone special in my life would enjoy it too mu-” The redhead fell quiet when the shaft pressed against her lower lip through the fabric, a soft sigh leaving her. “Alright. If you’re sure about this, then who am I to complain?~”

The redhead didn’t waste any time in dragging her tongue along the fabric of her client’s swimsuit, a smile on her face s she could almost taste the shaft through it. However, she didn’t say a word as she closed her eyes and focused on the task ahead of her, ignoring the fact that his hand was running through her hair as she moved. As she took the tip into her mouth through his swimsuit, she was able to hear a soft groan leave him, causing her to smile and pop her lips off of the cock through the fabric. “I really hope you’re not a quick-fire type of guy. It’d be a real mood-killer if you were, you know.~”