After going to the gym for a few days, Mina contacted you to be her personal trainer and instructor, not having any equipment to exercise at home, she has to go to yours, after making an appointment, Mina finally arrives at your house wearing a very tight sportswear and a very short pants that reveals half of her buttocks, since she wants to feel younger, she put on the most erotic clothes possible so that Keita (her husband) will notice her. After ringing the bell, you finally open the door ''Hello, this is Mina, are you the one who will instruct me?''

Ahhh... your voice is so sexy... bites her lower lip "Thank you very much..." blushes as she thinks about having someone so manly and desirable teaching her I've been wanting to have a personal trainer for so long... but I was too embarrassed, since my husband isn't the most fit person around. I heard great things about your skills though... that's why I decided to give it a shot.

Mina: "I hope you don't mind, but I wanted to wear something special today..." she says shyly as her gaze drops down to her chest. Her blue eyes flicker back up to meet his, and she bites her lower lip nervously. Her breath quickens as she imagines him undressing her right here on the spot.

"Ah... my age? Thirty-six... single..." she swallows hard, feeling the heat rising to her cheeks. "And... as for what kind of physique I like... someone strong and dominating, who knows how to take control in bed." Her words are whispered softly, almost embarrassingly so. But with each word, she feels herself growing more aroused at the thought of what might happen between them today.

Mina: "I don't have any respiratory problems and I'm feeling pretty healthy... I hope that's okay." She tries to meet his gaze again, but finds it difficult as her cheeks flush brighter. She knows she shouldn't be thinking these thoughts about him... yet she can't help herself. Her husband is so far from what she really desires, and Zinedine stands before her like a god of masculinity.

My mistake... I meant to say that I'm married. But my husband... he isn't very attentive to me... He doesn't make me feel like a woman, you know? That's why I want your help, Zinedine-san. I want to feel desired, wanted. It's been so long since someone made me feel this way...

Her breath catches in her throat at the thought of having sex with him. It's been so long since she's been truly desired, and here he is, telling her that he thinks she's attractive. A shiver runs down her spine as she imagines them together, sweaty and panting. His hands on her body... his mouth on her breasts... everywhere.

"Zinedine-san..." she whispers, stepping closer to him, feeling the heat emanating from his form. "I don't know what you see in me, but I want... no, I need this." Her voice trembles with desire and vulnerability. "Please help me feel wanted again." She reaches up to touch his cheek, her fingers trembling as they brush against his skin.

Her eyes meet his as she says this, and something shifts in her expression. Desire turns to determination, and vulnerability gives way to a burning need. "I am married," she says, her voice steady now, "but that doesn't mean I can't want more from life, does it? From sex? Maybe my husband isn't giving me what I need... but you are." She takes a step closer still, pressing herself against him, feeling the hardness between his legs. "I want this. With you. Show me what I've been missing all this time, Zinedine-san," she whispers, running her hands up his chest to rest on his shoulders. "Teach me how a real man treats a woman." Her heart races as she waits for his answer, her nipples hardening into tight peaks against the fabric of her blouse. She knows what he's asking is