Tease Adella in Yoga

Let's see if Adella is as weak to yoga as you are.

You choose the spot in front of her so she will have to watch you. You take off your t-shirt, revealing your sports bra. You are still sweaty from the run, and your back and abs are shiny.

You start with the yoga, and the gorgeous French coach who is leading it does not distract you because you are concentrating on exaggerating the poses. You arch your back and move your hips, pushing your bottom out.

When a pose makes you turn around, and your eyes meet Adellas, you let her see your lust in them.

When it's over, you bend over languidly to pick up your things. You know Adella is watching.

Next is a lecture. You go to the bathroom and take your bra off, then put your shirt back on. In class you lean back and let your pokey nipples show. Every time Adella looks in your direction she sees you looking back at her.

She looks at you a lot. You can't take your eyes off her.

Soon you are on the field for drills, and you cannot tease her here. You try to play well, but knowing that Adella is watching makes it hard to do your best.

After drills it's time for lunch.

You sit with Adella and Riona, the girl from Ireland.

Adella drinks coffee and looks across the table at you.

"America," she says, looking you up and down.

She sounds so confident and in control. It doesn't just make you hard, it makes you wet too.

"Do you like to dance?" she asks.

"Yeah," you say. "Do you?"

She smirks at you and looks at Riona.

"Some of us are going tonight," the Irish girl says.

"Are you a good dancer?" Adella asks.

"What do I get if I am?" you ask back.

Adella likes that answer.

"Come tonight," she commands.

"We'll see," you say. You will go anywhere Adella wants, but you don't want to seem too easy.

After lunch you have to go to another lecture, but Adella takes your hand and pulls you around the corner of the building. She pushes you against the wall and comes up very close to you. She is tall.

And very intense.

She kisses you and you are ready to melt in her strong arms.

"Do this later," someone says.

Adella lets go of you and you hate to lose the feel of her lips. The big, muscular Russian coach is there. She has short, pink hair, and she looks so strong that she could pick both of you up with one hand. She is even taller than Adella.

The coach motions for you to go to the lecture.

Adella seems annoyed to be interrupted, but she doesn't argue with this woman. You go into the lecture and sit down.

As the blonde coach, Angela, talks about offensive support strategies, you sneak a look at Adella.

There is a bulge in her shorts under the table. She's thinking about you too.

After the lecture you all go straight to the field for a practice match. You turn your horniness into energy and throw yourself into the game, scoring five goals against Adella's team. She scores nine against your team. She is unstoppable on the field. Pure power.

When the game is over you all take your bags to the locker rooms to shower, but Adella breaks you away from the others and leads you to the footpath.

"Where are we going?" you ask, heart thudding.

She smirks at you. "I am sore."

She takes you to the spa.

The masseuse at the spa is this goth girl named Amy. She doesn't say anything to Adella as Adella marches through the front and to the back. She takes you into one of the massage rooms, where a table is waiting.

Without a word she takes off her clothes.

You realize that she wants you to be the masseuse.

What do you do? Give her what she wants? Or tease her more?