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2026-08-22 23:16:11
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100 WAYS TO SIN OPEN FOR HER TRAINER 7
ROMANI waited until Sophie texted that the house was clear before I drove over the following Saturday.The near miss from the week before had settled into both of us as a permanent layer under the want. When she opened the door her eyes were darker than usual and her movements were quicker. She locked the deadbolt the second I was inside and turned to face me. No greeting. No pretense of a training session. I walked her straight upstairs to the marital bed.We undressed each other without wasting time. Sophie’s body was already warm and responsive under my hands. I laid her back against the pillows, spread her thighs, and pushed into her in one steady thrust. She was soaked and ready. The tight heat of her made my jaw clench. I fucked her with deep, controlled strokes, watching her face the entire time. Every soft broken sound she made fed the same hunger that had started the first day I put my hands on her in this house.“Harder,” she whispered.I gave it to her harder. The wet soun
100 WAYS TO SIN OPEN FOR HER TRAINER 6
SOPHIEDavid came home Monday evening with a suitcase full of wrinkled shirts and a new tiredness around his eyes. I kissed him at the door and asked about the flights while the washing machine finished the cycle that still held the sheets Roman and I had used a few hours earlier. The ordinary rhythm of a husband returning from a trip settled over the house like nothing had changed.Nothing had changed on the surface.Underneath, my body still carried the faint ache of Roman and the memory of how carefully we had timed everything. David talked through dinner about Singapore and Hong Kong and the clients who had taken him to late dinners. I listened and nodded and refilled his glass. When he reached across the table and squeezed my hand I squeezed back and smiled the smile he expected.That night he fell asleep quickly, jet lag pulling him under. I lay awake beside him listening to his breathing and staring at the ceiling. The same ceiling I had looked at while Roman moved inside me. T
100 WAYS TO SIN OPEN FOR HER TRAINER 5
ROMANI stayed longer than I should have on Saturday.Sophie lay against my side in the middle of the bed she shared with her husband, one leg hooked over mine, my cum still wet between her thighs. The afternoon light had shifted across the ceiling by the time either of us spoke again. Her fingers traced idle patterns on my chest. The house remained completely quiet around us.“He’s landing Monday afternoon,” she said.“I know.”“I want another session before then.”I turned my head and looked at her. Her mouth was still slightly swollen. There was a faint red mark on the side of her neck that she would have to explain or cover. “Tomorrow.”“Tomorrow.”I left after dark. Sophie walked me to the door in one of her husband’s t-shirts and nothing else. When she stretched up to kiss me goodbye the shirt rode up and I felt the bare curve of her ass under my hands. I pushed her back against the entryway wall and kissed her harder, sliding two fingers between her legs to feel how wet she sti
100 WAYS TO SIN OPEN FOR HER TRAINER 4
SOPHIEI spent Friday in a low, constant state of awareness that never fully left my body.David called in the evening from Hong Kong. The connection was clean. He looked tired but pleased with how the meetings had gone. I propped the phone against a stack of books on the kitchen island and listened while he talked through his schedule. Monday afternoon flight. Home by dinner if the layover stayed on time. I nodded and smiled and gave the right answers. The entire time I could still feel the ghost of Roman’s mouth between my legs from the day before.When the call ended I stayed at the island with the blank screen in front of me. The house felt larger than usual. Quieter. I went upstairs and lay in the center of the marital bed fully dressed, staring at the ceiling, and let the truth of what I was about to do sit fully in my chest. I was going to let my trainer fuck me in the house my husband paid for while he was still on the other side of the ocean. The thought didn’t make me stop.
100 WAYS TO SIN OPEN FOR HER TRAINER 3
ROMANI showed up on Thursday with the clear knowledge that I was done pretending this was still only training.Sophie opened the door in the same black leggings and a different sports bra, light gray this time, the fabric already slightly damp at the center of her chest like she had started without me. Her hair was up. Her eyes met mine and held a fraction longer than they had the first two sessions. She stepped aside and I walked in. The house was quiet in the way I had started to associate with her being alone in it.“David still in Hong Kong?” I asked as I set my bag down.“Until Monday now. Meeting ran over.”I nodded and watched her walk ahead of me to the mat. The leggings hugged the full curve of her ass and the soft taper of her thighs. I had spent the last two days telling myself I would keep my hands clinical today. The decision lasted until she dropped to the mat for the first mobility sequence and looked up at me waiting for instruction.We started the same way as before.
100 WAYS TO SIN OPEN FOR HER TRAINER 2
SOPHIEI closed the door after Roman left and stood in the entryway longer than I needed to.The house settled back into its usual quiet. No footsteps except mine. No voice carrying from another room. Just the low hum of the air system and the faint smell of his soap that still hung in the living room where we had worked. I walked back to the mat, rolled it up tighter than necessary, and carried it to the storage closet. My body felt warm and used in the ordinary way a good session always left me, but underneath that was a restlessness I didn’t want to look at directly.I showered with the lights dimmed. Under the water I kept replaying small things that should not have mattered. The way his hand had rested on my lower back during the hip opener. The brief overlap of our fingers around the water bottle. The calm, precise way he spoke when he wanted me to hold a position longer. I had worked with trainers before. None of them had left the air feeling this charged after they walked out
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 5
LANAThe words left my mouth and I wanted to take them back immediately, but it was too late. “Please fuck my greedy pussy… Daddy.” My voice sounded small and desperate in the quiet study. Shame burned through my whole body, but my pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my le
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 3
LANAThe door clicked open and I spun around so fast my head spun. Dominic stood there, fully dressed now in that same black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but it didn’t make him any less dangerous. His eyes burned into me, heavy and sure, like he already knew exactly what my body was doing under the
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 4
LANA Morning light came through the curtains and hit me straight in the face. I lay there for a long minute before I dragged myself out of bed, legs still a little shaky from last night. My pussy felt tender when I walked. Every step reminded me of Dominic’s thick fingers stretching me open, the w
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY
LANAI stared out the cab window as the Miami streets blurred past. The air conditioning was barely working, and my thighs stuck to the fake leather seat. I’d just landed from my dad’s place up north, and this was the start of another summer with Mom. Same routine every year since the divorce. I li
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