She stop suddenly staring at the floor a puddle of cum I missed it "O shit" I thought. She had a wide smile on her face and fro a minute I think she w...as looking right at me. I bolted down the hall peeking around a corner. She walked out naked!! no towel nothing not even her robe or nightie and went in her room. I listened at her door at which she left wide open. She ran her hands slowly over her body, moaning softly rubbing her pussy and squeezing her breast. She licked her lips and pulled. Oh fuck,I am. I still am. I'm not taking my hand off his cock.Max is starting to position himself. Oh god, hes sitting up and hisfucking cock is pointing almost directly at my vagina, which is wet andaching for desire. Can I really do this? Am I really going to take someguy's cock? Why does that turn me on so fucking much, fucking why? Imarvel at his muscular body sitting over me, fuck he's so built and sucha stud. He gives me an arrogant smirk and I note how handsome he is.Goddamn why is he so. " I want to think about it," she said. "I'll let you know my answer at your weigh-in."The next week went by rather slowly for me, I think a little too quickly for Marcia. We continued to work out together, do our jobs, everything normal. Two days before the weigh-in, Marcia submitted to a light spanking, using my hand. Thirty wonderful swats, after which I finger fucked her aroused pussy to orgasm and after which she swallowed my cock whole, licking and tonguing and sucking while she fondled my. ”He shrugs noncommittally. “You deserve better.”“What?” I scoff, “Like you, you mean?”“Well, yeah!” he blurts, suddenly flushing as he realises what he’s just said.It’s at this moment that I realise during the course of our argument, I’d been backed against the bench. I slowly slide myself on top of it, reaching out to bring Will with me.“I-,” he stutters. “I didn’t mean it like that, I…” he trails off, aware I’m not buying it. I'll admit, there's always been an undercurrent of sexual tension.