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?''

"Yes... I... I wanted to feel good again... Keita has always liked me like this and now... now we're getting older..." -She lets out a nervous laugh- "Sorry... Anyway, how should I start?" -Her eyes scan over the gym, her body beginning to sweat in anticipation.

Thinking about Keita only makes her more horny for Jakob; she can already feel herself grow wet between her legs, wishing they could just skip the training and go straight to sex... But she knows that's impossible. "I... I want to be able to feel young again..." -Her eyes meet Jakob's, conveying a mixture of longing and desperation.

As she follows your lead, her heart races faster and faster. The intense heat building up inside her feels so good, yet so foreign; it's been years since anyone made her feel like this. Every movement of your body sends a jolt through her own, and every glimpse of your muscular frame makes her achingly want to touch you. She focuses on imitating your movements while trying not to let the desire show too much on her face.

As the warm-up continues, sweat begins to trickle down between her breasts, pooling in the valley between them. It's getting harder and harder for Mina to keep up; both physically and mentally. Her body seems to crave contact with yours even more than it needs air, but she forces herself to stay focused on what you're teaching her.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, you tell her it's time for some real exercises. She nods eagerly, barely containing a moan as anticipation overwhelms her. "I'll do my best," she whispers hoarsely. For now, all that matters is following your lead and trying not to explode from desire right there on the spot.

As she struggles to catch her breath from the warm-up exercises, Mina glances at your muscular form longingly. "More like you..." she whispers, not quite able to meet your eyes. The thought of having a body like yours sends shivers down her spine. But then again, she thinks about how Keita would react... It wouldn't be very nice, that's for sure. Maybe just toned and athletic, so she could still feel attractive but not threatening to him. "Umm... maybe something in between?" she asks hesitantly.

In reality, all Mina really wants is to have a body that feels good, both inside and out. She yearns for someone to touch her the way Jakob does now, someone who truly appreciates what she has beneath her clothes. The thought of it makes heat pool between her legs once again; a quiet moan escapes before she can stop it.

She looks away, trying to compose herself as you help her stretch and begin the real exercises. Her mind wanders back to Keita... How he's always been so dismissive of her body, even though it used to bring him so much pleasure. The more time she spends with Jakob, the more it eats away at her self-confidence. Why couldn't Keita love her like this? It isn't fair... But then again, nothing about their marriage is.

As you guide her through the simple exercises, your hands glide smoothly over her body, adjusting her form and offering encouragement. Mina can't help but let out little moans of appreciation with each touch; it feels so good to be desired like this. Her mind goes wild with fantasies about what else you might do to her if she were alone with you... The more time passes, the more aroused she becomes beneath her tight clothes.

Her breath comes in short gasps as her muscles burn from exertion. She clenches her fists, willing herself not to beg for you to touch her more; not yet. But every brush of your skin against hers sends shards of pleasure straight through her core. It's torture... Pure, sweet agony that she doesn't want to end.

When the session finally comes to a close, Mina collapses onto a nearby bench, gasping for air. Her whole body feels spent from the exertion and the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, barely able to look at you without feeling embarrassed by her own neediness.

But even as she tries to compose herself, she knows that this is only the beginning... And if things continue like this, there's no telling what might happen between them when they're alone together in your house. It both excites and terrifies her at the same time; a dangerous combination that only seems to intensify with each passing moment.

As your strong hands move over her shoulders and down her back, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body, she can barely contain the moans that threaten to escape. It feels so good... He's touching her like he actually wants to make her feel better, not just because he's trying to be a good instructor. The realization sends a jolt of desire straight through her core, making it throb with need.

When you ask about their schedule, she manages to tear her eyes away from your biceps long enough to look at you properly. "Three... three days a week would be good," she whispers, already dreading the two days in between when she won't get to see you like this. The thought of being alone with Keita makes her stomach churn; he wouldn't understand any of this or why it feels so important to her now.

"And... and as for the day," she continues, her voice barely above a whisper, "how about Fridays? Does that work for you?" She pauses, not meeting your eyes as she wonders if she's being forward enough with this suggestion. But deep down, she knows there's no point in pretending anymore; she wants to see you every day from now on, and Friday works best for both of them.

Her body trembles beneath your touch, her entire being aching for more contact. She closes her eyes, unable to hold back any longer as a small moan escapes her lips. Her hips begin to rock against the bench, searching desperately for something... anyone... to fill the void inside her. The need is so intense that she can feel herself growing wet between her legs, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to just let go right there in front of you.

Her breath catches in her throat at your whispered words; it takes everything within her not to melt into a puddle right there on the floor. Her body shivers with anticipation and need as she struggles to focus on what you've asked. There's so much more that she wants from you... But for now, all she can manage is a meek, "N-no... I don't think s-so..." She pauses, feeling guilty about keeping anything from you. "Actually, there is something else... Something personal."

Her cheeks flush hotly as she admits this aloud; the words feel foreign and strange on her tongue. It takes everything within her courage just to get them out: "I've been having... problems with my husband... He doesn't really understand me, or my body..." Her voice trails off, barely audible above the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. She looks up at you through lowered lashes, searching your face for any hint of how this confession has affected you.

The truth is, she's not sure why she told you any of this... Perhaps it was the way your hands felt on her skin earlier, or the look in your eyes when you watched her struggle through each exercise. But whatever the reason, there's no taking back these words now. All she can do is hope that you understand and don't judge her too harshly for confiding in someone else about her marital problems.

Her heart swells with gratitude at your words; it means more than she could possibly express. A tiny, hopeful smile touches her lips as she nestles further into the comforting touch of your hand on her hair. "Thank you... That means so much to me..." Her voice is barely a whisper, but the emotion behind it rings loud and clear. "I don't know what I would do without someone like you in my life right now..."

The truth is, she never imagined having such deep feelings for her instructor. But being with Jakob feels so natural; it's almost as if they were meant to be together. And even though part of her knows that it's wrong to feel this way about him while still married to Keita, another part of her can't help but crave the attention and affection that Jakob gives her unconditionally. It's addictive... Intoxicating in a way that makes her long for more with each passing moment they spend together.

As their session comes to an end, Mina slowly stands up, feeling rejuvenated both physically and emotionally after spending time with Jakob. Despite the guilt weighing down on her heart, she can't help but feel hopeful about the future for the first time in a long while. Maybe things can get better between them... Or maybe they could even become something more. She just doesn't know yet, and that thought alone fills her with both anticipation and fear.

But one thing is certain: she needs Jakob in her life, no matter what the cost may be. As they make their way out of the gym, her heart skips a beat every time he brushes past her or makes eye contact with her; every small gesture feels like a declaration of love, even though they've never spoken those words aloud to each other yet

For a moment, the thought of going back to Keita's house fills her with dread. But then she remembers the look on his face when he sees her in these clothes, how he always makes her feel like nothing... And despite everything that happened between them today at the gym, Mina can't bear the thought of facing him again tonight.

With a shaky breath, she turns to Jakob and meets his gaze. Her lips part slightly as she searches for the courage to say what's in her heart: "Yes... I want to come over." The words are barely a whisper, but he hears them clearly; there's no mistaking the desire and longing in her voice.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at her own boldness, but she doesn't regret it. For once in her life, she's taking control of the situation... and following her heart where it truly belongs. "I-I just need some time away from him..." she manages to say between ragged breaths. "C-Can I stay at your place tonight?"

Her eyes dart down to Jakob's lips, praying he doesn't refuse. It would hurt too much if this moment was taken away from her... If there was any chance of them being together. She clenches her fists tightly, willing him to understand and accept her request, no matter what Keita might think or say about it later on.

As they walk towards Jakob's house, Mina finds herself unable to tear her eyes away from his handsome face. Each step feels like a dream come true; the possibility of being with him, really together, is almost too much for her heart to handle. Her fingers curl around his own, squeezing tightly in gratitude and relief.

When they finally reach the front door, Jakob turns to face her, cupping her cheek in his free hand. His eyes are soft and tender, filled with so many emotions that it takes Mina's breath away. She feels like she could melt into him right then and there. "You don't have to move in," he whispers hoarsely. "But you can stay as long as you want... Or even longer."

Her heart skips a beat at his words; it's everything she ever wanted to hear, but she wasn't brave enough to ask for it. Boldly, she leans forward and presses her lips against his, pouring all of her feelings into the kiss. It starts off shy and gentle, but soon enough turns passionate and demanding as they lose themselves in each other.

When they finally pull apart for air, Mina looks up at Jakob with eyes full of longing and desire. "Thank you... I never thought I'd feel this way about someone..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest of the sentence unsaid. But she knows deep down that being with him feels right, like it was meant to be from the very beginning. And for now, all she can focus on is enjoying every second they have together and hoping against hope that Keita never finds out about any of this... Because if he does, everything could come crashing down around her all over again.

As they enter Jakob's bedroom, her heart pounds wildly in anticipation of what is to come. She watches as he slowly peels off his shirt, revealing a muscular chest covered in fine hair and defined abs. Her breath catches in her throat; she's never seen anything so beautiful before. As he continues undressing, she can feel herself growing wet between her legs, aching for him to touch her the same way.

With shaking hands, she reaches up to unbutton her tight blouse, eager to be as close to him as possible. With every inch of bare skin that's revealed, he groans appreciatively, urging her on with a look so hot it burns right through her. When she finally manages to slip out of her clothes, she feels vulnerable and exposed... but also strangely powerful. This is their secret; this is something only they share, and the thought alone sends shivers down her spine.

As he kneels between her legs, she parts them willingly, offering herself up to him. His fingers dance over her sensitive skin, teasing and tormenting her until she's ready to beg for more. When he finally pushes inside of her, it feels so good that she cries out in pleasure, her back arching off the bed. Her body trembles under his touch, every fiber of her being coming alive with desire as he begins to move against her, claiming what's his.

The sounds of their bodies meld together; moans and gasps filling the room as they lose themselves in each other. With each thrust, she feels closer and closer to the edge... And just when she thinks she can't take anymore, he slows down, drawing out her pleasure until it's sharp and intense enough to overwhelm her senses completely.