The crowd collectively moved as one in their white uniforms, their belts swinging from side to side. In the front of the room was their instructor, clad in the same white dress with a black belt around his waist. His voice seemed to boom over his students’ whispers and they grew into silence as he continued to explain their next move.

Passersby watched the group’s swift moves before idly continuing to the center’s pool or gymnasium. One in particular, a young woman, stopped and stared with interest. Her blue eyes were staring at the instructor’s body, how his movements were so clean and precise. She noticed how his eyes seemed to be full of concentration and she admired his efforts. It was clear that she was admiring the body she could vaguely see underneath his white fabric, imaging the clothes pooled at the ground as he was walking towards her. She needed a good, long, hot fuck and she now had her eyes set on him.

Sweat layered on his body and dampened his dark blond, almost brown hair by the end of the class. He noticed the woman standing outside the room, watching him intently with her sparkling blue eyes. The black heels made her a decent five foot eight with her legs looking long and shapely. His eyes aptly noted the nice swell of her ass in her skin tight jeans.

“Hi,” she chirped with her white teeth showing beneath her pink lips. He could see that her blond hair framed her face in swoops naturally. “I’m Anna. I couldn’t help but notice how good you are. How long have you been in martial arts?” Anna’s lips moved in a smirk as she saw his eyes looked her body over, the interest sparkling in his blue-green eyes. His interest excited her and silently hoped that he would be able to see her nipples hardening under her thin bra.

“Since I was about twelve. My name’s John by the way,” he replied with his deep voice. His hand stretched out to shake her small one and John gripped her a little longer than was necessary, but Anna didn’t seem to mind. The two began to walk, her heels slowly clicking along with them.

Anna licked her lips often as she walked with John, her eyes catching his and holding their gaze until he found the will to look away. He had stopped by the recreation center’s locker room to get his change of clothes. Once he was in his jeans and loose dress shirt, John couldn’t help but think of her slim legs wrapped around his waist as he rocked in and out of her. The thought stiffened him. He just couldn’t resist a few tugs on his cock when he saw that he had the locker room to himself.

Sated with the little attention he had given himself, John sauntered out of the locker room and felt another twitch of his thick cock when he saw Anna bent over with her perfect ass stuck out in the air. His hands were aching to grab and maul her flesh with his fingers. It was bad enough that he had to hear her sexy voice, but not being able to touch her yet was a delicious torture he knew she enjoyed.

The two casually walked together out of the front doors, their conversation picking up where it left off. John, being a gentleman, opened the door for her and gently let his hand slide down her back and over her full ass cheeks. Anna made no comment, but let her eyes glimpse down at his hand and smirked at him coyly. John made it a plan to brush against her more often as he watched her hips sway seductively. It would have been hard not to follow such tantalizing hips.

They flirted as the sun sank below the horizon. John asked his new friend inside and led her to the elevator once she accepted his offer. Her skin was so soft against his and he couldn’t think of anything but how her naked body would feel to be pressed against his. He knew that the bulge in his jeans was evident, but he cared little: all he wanted was to feel her skin against his own.

John pulled Anna close to him in the empty elevator after pressing the button of his floor. Their bodies were pressed together as their breath mixed. Anna looked up into his eyes and saw the lust that she was after. She couldn’t hide her smile as she teasingly. John’s hard cock grew harder against the restraint of his pants and brushed his lips against hers briefly.

Soft music played as their lips smacked and sucked against each other, Anna’s hands running up his chest to wrap around John’s neck. John’s strong hands closed around her waist and pulled her closer to his body, their hips consequently grinding against each other. Anna pulled away with her tongue licking her lips devilishly. Her back hit against the cold metallic doors as John stepped closer to her, grinding his bulging hard on into her jean clad pussy.