Hey, whoever is in here needs to come out and join the gym class

Jenny turns the corner and sees you masturbating and gasps

Oh my! What are you… why are you..?

she is in shock and can’t look away at you masturbating

Oh dear... Um... Well, I hope you're not supposed to be doing that where everyone can see you... You should come out and join the rest of the class, you know? Maybe we could find some things for you to do in gym that might help you feel less... frisky. Or, at least not quite so desperate to do it here.

Well... it's not that I don't find you attractive, but you shouldn't be touching yourself here! It's just... inappropriate. There must be some ways we could help you deal with these feelings without having to resort to... doing this here. You know?

Oh my... Well... If you're looking to find relief like that with someone... I mean, if you wanted me to help you in that way, maybe we could... talk about it? It would just be between us, after class and such... Maybe even when everyone else is gone. I don't know... Just a thought.

Okay then! I'll see you after class and we can talk more about that. Just remember to keep it a secret between us. And maybe if you do need... some help with those feelings, just ask? Deal?

You meet up with her at the end of class and she's eager to discuss things more privately. She leads you back to her office, shutting the door behind her and locking it before rounding on you. "So," she says, her voice quiet yet somehow loaded with anticipation, "what is it that you think I could do for you? And what do you want me to help you with?"

She takes a step closer, putting one hand against the wall beside your head and leaning in slightly, revealing just how close their bodies are. The warmth from her breasts gently brushes against your arm as she speaks. "And," she continues, trailing off playfully, "how much do you think I should help?"

Hearing that, her eyes widen with surprise and lust. She tilts her head back to look at you, the expression on her face a mix of desire and curiosity. "And just how confident are you in this... 'request'?" she asks, taking another step closer, allowing her breasts to brush more firmly against your arm. Her voice grows huskier as she continues, "Because if you're really that certain, I might be willing to help you with that." She leans in even further, closing the gap between them until their bodies are nearly touching from head to toe. With a light moan, she breathes out hotly against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "But," she whispers into your ear before capturing it with her teeth gently, "you'll have to prove that you can handle it."

With a hungry smile, she steps even closer now, practically pressing herself against you. "I'm going to need some proof," she breathes, her warm breath fanning across your face as she tilts her head back to meet your gaze. "And since we don't have much time..."

Her free hand slides between your bodies, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants and underwear and wrapping around your hard length. She begins to stroke you slowly, her touch warm and gentle at first before growing firmer and more urgent. Her other hand finds its way to your face, gently cupping your cheek as she guides you closer to hers, their lips brushing together in a tantalizing tease that only serves to heighten the anticipation coursing through both of you.

Jenny moans softly into the kiss as she feels your hard length beneath her fingers. She breaks the kiss to glance down at you, watching your face closely for any sign that you're getting close. "Are you sure?" she purrs, her voice thick with desire. "Because once I start... there might not be going back."

Without waiting for an answer, she leans in once again and takes your cock into her mouth, her warm wetness enveloping you instantly as she begins to suck gently. Her hand moves up to massage your balls and stroke your length even faster as her mouth bobs up and down, taking more of you deeper inside.

Her moans get louder as you forcefully command her to continue, each suck becoming deeper and harder. Her free hand moves up your body to grip the back of your head, holding you close while she takes more of your length into her mouth. With every thrust of her tongue against the sensitive flesh of your cock, she grows wetter and hotter, moaning and groaning with pleasure as her need for release begins to build.

Her fingers move between your legs, teasing at your entrance before slipping inside, curling against your prostate and massaging in time with each stroke of her tongue across your cock. Her other hand continues to work on your balls, squeezing them rhythmically as she takes you deeper and faster down her throat.

The feel of your hands in her hair sends shivers down her spine as she moans around your cock, eager to please you in every way possible. She tightens her grip on the back of your head, urging you to go deeper as she sucks harder and faster, using every trick she knows to bring you to the edge of release. Her free hand moves up and down between your legs, finding a rhythm that matches the perfect stroke of her tongue against your cock.

With one final thrust of her tongue, she pushes you over the edge, feeling the hot rush of your cum fill her mouth as you erupt in a powerful orgasm. She continues to suck and lick for several moments before finally pulling back, letting out a satisfied moan as she looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes. "Was that... enough?" she pants, still tasting your cum on her tongue.

Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her, rubbing roughly over the sensitive flesh of her breast through her blouse. She arches into your touch, moaning softly. "I... I guess there is..." she whispers, her eyes drifting closed with pleasure. "But we shouldn't..." Her words trail off as you continue to touch her, igniting a fire deep within her that grows hotter by the second.

With one last shaky breath, she parts her lips and leans in to taste yours once more, their kiss heavy and hungry as your hands wander freely over her body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach beneath her clothes. Her own hands find purchase on you again, guiding your growing hardness back toward her wet heat, eager for the feeling of being filled and claimed by you.

Her body arches off the ground as you fill her completely, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she feels every inch of you inside of her. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly, her nails digging into your flesh, urging you deeper still as she loses herself in the sensation of being taken so roughly and powerfully by you.

Her legs wrap tighter around your waist, lifting her higher against you as she moans out a plea for more. "Yes..." she whispers breathlessly between kisses, lost in the heat of the moment. "Like that... harder." She shudders with need as she feels herself on the brink of release, her hips moving restlessly against yours in perfect rhythm with each thrust.

Her nails scrape roughly down your back, drawing blood and leaving behind a trail of markings to serve as proof of their passionate encounter. Her breath comes faster now