A new tool

Monday morning, Molly finds herself comfortably resting up against her husband. She can feel his soft member just tickling the cleft of her ass while his arm is possessively wrapped around her. It never ceases to amaze her how his hand always finds her tit, but she feels comfortable and even safe wrapped up in his arms.

Savoring the moment for just a few more minutes, she reluctantly slides out from under his grasp to avoid waking him & turns off her alarm before heads to get ready. Going through her morning routine, she can feel a tenderness of her well used body she hasn’t felt in a long time. While she did love it, she knows she better take some more tylenol to get through today.

Paul wakes up to a warm, empty spot in bed next to him and hears her getting ready. As he sees her glorious nude form walking towards the closet, he calls out, “what you doin, hun?”

Molly stops where she is at as panic runs through her body and a chill runs down her spine. She was sure everything was taken care of; she needed to get to work; he wouldn’t really try to make her go to work naked... would he?

Slowly turning to face him, “um, getting clothes for work, Sir?”

“Oh, ya, guess it is Monday. Damn.”

Shaking her head, she cautiously went back into the closet to grab some clothes. “I guess we could cut up the tarp and turn that into a dress if you want, babe,” she heard shout out from the bedroom.

“Not funny,” she refuted, “it would look totally unprofessional.”

“Babe, you could make a burlap sack look hawt.”

Giggling she came out of the closet in a trim skirt suit, “I love you, hun, but you’re bias,” she kissed as she went by.

“Doesn’t mean it’s not true,” Paul rebutted as he got up.

“Hey, we’re supposed to have a brunch catered at the office, so don’t worry about breakfast; I’m just going to go on in.”

Walking up behind her, he pulled her in close and kissed the back of her neck, “then could have a quick romp,” he said reaching down to the front of her skirt.

Grabbing his hand, “mmmm... as great as this weekend was, I’m afraid she’s a little worn out from activities and recovering still.”

“Oh. Maybe she just needs a little encouragement,” as he pressed into the skirt causing her to jerk her hips back pressing her ass into his naked cock.

“Sorry, Sir, but it really hurts at the moment,” she responds and the chuckles, “that was bit more than we’re used to.”

“Aww... well, hope she gets better soon. Could do it again sometime soon.”

Moaning, remembering the weekend, “while I love that idea, we may have to pace it a bit, but totally up encore when we’re better. But right now, I have to get to work.”

“Okay, have a good one, hun,” kissing her good bye as she goes to the door and heads out.

While she didn’t need breakfast, Paul could use something so he tossed some toast and jam together.

Grabbing the fluorescent green training out, he went through some workouts, did stretches, and then did some morning work.

Before he realized it, the reminder for his training session went off, so he saved his work, put on his sneakers, vest, grabbed his vest, and got into position.

As Bill’s session connected, Paul noticed that his knees were already back to the marks before and even a little further & was rather pleased with himself.

“Wow, Paul! Looks like you did good and already back to the stretch point.” <BUZZ>

“Thank you, Trainer Bill; I was just noticing that.”

“Great job! Well, lets go ahead and get going & see how all the other steps are coming.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul jumps up and starts going through standard rotation: stretches, treadmill & vocals, etc.

Bill can tell Paul is definitely improving, but something is still not quite there. And even after reviewing the recordings, he knows what he would do to fix it, but just not sure Paul is going to be up for it. But, by God, he wanted to do this right.

As he’s watching Paul on the treadmill, he got his attention <buzz buzz>.

“yes, Trainer Bill?” Paul stopped the playback but kept up his pace.

“You’re making good progress. The stretches are on line, the length strength & position is moving right along, obviously the vocals are still in flight, but there is something about the walk that is still not quite right.”

“oh, no! What’s wrong, Trainer Bill?!?” Paul panicked, looking around frantically trying to understand what is off.

“Well, your legs are moving centrally and your posture is pretty good, but your hips....”

Paul really starts to freak a bit during the pause trying to figure out what is wrong. What are they going to freak out about if he is trying to pass, “what?!? What is it, Trainer Bill?? What am I doing wrong???”

“K, Paulie, its okay, its fixable and I’ve worked with plenty of.... clients to improve it, but...”

Paul stops the treadmill, and spins around to face Bill, “what?? What is it, Trainer Bill? Do I need to do 50 laps, hundreds more squats, what is it?!? I told you I’m determined; I’m up for it!”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that and while those would definitely improve yourself and I’d never discourage that much initiative, there’s a better.... tool we could use.”

Paul was getting frustrated with the pregnant pauses.

“Look, you know this isn’t a sexual thing for either of us. It’s a workout session.”

Paul through his arms down, sighed, and rolled his eyes, “yes, Trainer Bill, clear I’m not looking to fuck you and nothing like that related to this. What the fuck are you suggesting????”

“A plug”

Paul panics and looks down at the gadget in his shorts, “the fuck?? Plug it into AC??? Are you nuts, Trainer BIll???”

“No, no, no,” Bill corrected quickly, “an anal plug.”

Paul looked at him like he just grew a third head.

“I know it sounds weird but hear me out.”

Paul crossed his arms under his chest, stuck out his foot, and raised his eye brow, “this outta be good.” <zap> Paul moved his thighs together.

“I’m serious. We’re dealing with the body and movements. We have to work with the interfaces we got. Its not like you just plug in a USB cable or download software and its suddenly fixed, Paul.”

Bill continued, “you want to appear feminine and one of the big things is the walk. One of the key pieces of the walk is the hips. And men & women hips are just different. I’ve been trying to get you to swing them and move them right, but you fall back into your usual habit and its just because that’s what feels right.”

“You introduce a stiff resistance perpendicular to the plane of the hips, and your gait is going to nearly immediately swing more to keep the resistance at a minimum. Its not like it has to be some gigantic monster cock; just a small device to help guide you.”

Paul’s look seem to soften a bit was still clearly apprehensive.

“Look, its likely you will just need to use a few times and once you feel the roll, you can mimic it in the future and never have to touch it again. But in the end, just another training tool in the belt to allow you to achieve your end goal.”

Paul scoffed, “more like below the belt,” and chuckled.

<ZAP> Paul looked visibly shocked but Bill was done with the insolence, “YOU asked me to help you with this because you know I'm good at it. I’ve done it dozens if not hundreds of times, and this is your first time. YOU need to get past your arrogance before you screw up yet another thing for Molly. Get past some fucking preconceived notion and utilize the resources available to you. YOU want to get your gait right and not look like a fool; YOU need to do whatever you can to improve it. Am I clear, Paulie???”

Paul was visibly nervous from the dressing down and began fidgeting with his hands in front of him as he shifted uncomfortably in front of Bill.

“yes, trainer bill,” Paul responded timidly.

“So, are you willing to improve yourself and try it or are you going to balk at more of my directions and try to do it on your own??”

Paul knew his arrogance could get in his way, and if it's just a tool, it's not that big of a deal; it's not like it’s another prostate exam or something. “no, Trainer Bill, I’d like your help.”

“Alright, I’d like to stay your partner in this, but I need to know you’re really okay with this.”

“yes, Trainer Bill, I’m good with it.”

“I’m glad, but I need to hear it spelled out what you’re okay with.”

“yes, Trainer Bill, I’m good with your suggestions and directions to improve my activities to be convincing for my Halloween costume.”

“Thats good, Paulie, but I need to hear your commitment that you’re good with the latest directive and not just saying to end the conversation because you’re uncomfortable.”

“no, Trainer Bill, I want to improve and I trust your expertise. If you say an anal plug is a good tool to help me improve, then I’m willing to try it.”

“Good to hear, Paulie.” Paul was actually feeling kind of relieved to hear the improvement in Bill. “Alright, that’s not so bad. I’ll get a simple one dropped off tomorrow. Again, I think you’re making progress, but we still got a lot to do and not a whole lot of time. Stick with it and I will get you there.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill.”

Paul got back into the process and tried to focus on what Bill had talked about but could feel himself falling back into standard movement when Bill sent a <zap> reminding him. Maybe it would be an improvement; the last thing he wanted was people laughing at an oaf in a dress.

They wound down the session, said their good byes, and moved on. Bill placed the shipment, Paul cleaned up & got dinner going.

Molly came home and he could tell she was exhausted mentally & physically, “rough day, hun?”

“Ya, just a big, new project kick-off and always ton to get going the first day,” giggling a bit, “and I spent a lot of time on my feet because it was hard to get comfortable in the chair. Janice said I looked like was recovering from a rodeo,” which caused laughter from Molly that infected Paul.

“Well, if you don’t like it, we don’t have to do it again, babe.”

“nononono!! I want to!!! Over and over again!! Just not now,” she winced, “and maybe not as much.”

With a quiet evening, they went to bed, weary from a long day..