Training Selena

As the weeks ticked on, Billy kept visiting Karen and Selena’s house. Training her twice a week.

Eventually, the school sports mandate kicked in, and Selena had to join the school boxing club. Each session, she trained with the other newbies in one part of the gym, learning the very basics that Billy had been working on teaching her, while Billy trained with the experienced boxers.

Teaching her how to box was proving slow. She could throw a punch without falling over now, but intricate combinations eluded her, and her boxing defence was barely there at all. As the weeks ticked on, though she kept on improving under Billy’s guidance, he could tell that she would never be able to knock him out legit - not without years more of training and exercise. She didn’t have the strength, nor the coordination, to sleep the champ for real. To make his legs give out with a simple punch.

Karen wouldn’t be happy with it taking years. The two would graduate long before Selena was ready. And if Karen felt like Billy was stalling, regardless of if he actually was or not, those pictures would go everywhere. Like it or not, so long as she still had those pictures, he was going to be seen knocked out. The least he could do is try to make it look good. Losing to a random untrained milf would be far more embarrassing than a “skilled” young girl who he “wasn’t taking seriously”.

So Billy’s new plan for when Karen’s patience finally ran out was to fake a KO, when the time came to box Selena at the school club. Selena wouldn’t be able to tell the difference, and it would save his chin some punishment. Until then, he would just work on making her look as good as possible, to make his first official KO as easy to swallow as possible. Not to imply that getting knocked out by a girl would ever be okay for him of course, only that it would be worse if she didn’t even look like she knew what she was doing.

And so the training continued. One-on-one with Billy at her house, and as part of a group at school.

Though she was mostly pleasant, Selena was still a brat at times. With a mom like Karen, she was used to getting her way, and didn’t seem good at understanding other people or their perspectives. One annoying habit that she had picked up early into her training was calling Billy “sensei”, and she generally seemed somewhat obsessed with him. He had hoped she would stop after joining the boxing club, but even when there she only seemed interested in Billy. Watching him from across the room instead of listening to her coaches, not talking to anyone else unless it was about how great Billy was, or asking about his championship fights. At school, she was still in her shell. Still the quiet weird girl.

Beyond that, she often got weirdly close to Billy when he came over. She usually liked to cuddle him at the end of sessions, whenever he visited her house. It was the only way to placate her sadness that he would be leaving. At first he had tried to awkwardly escape, but Karen had seen and **** him to go along with it. And so now, after each session, they sat on the couch for five or so minutes and Selena cuddled Billy, putting her head on his chest.

She wasn’t a bad girl, but she had very little social awareness.

“You’re my hero, sensei,” Selena said quietly, during one of the post-session cuddles on the expensive leather couch. Billy, as usual, just sat upright and tried to look off into space, waiting for it to be over.

Another annoying habit she’d picked up was a strange obsession with the idea of hearing Billy snore. She ran her fingers across his powerful chest, smiling to herself as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

“I can’t wait to hear these strong lungs snoring…”

“Uhhh… That’s not going to happen,” Billy replied, looking off straight at the wall opposite the couch.

Selena lifted her head from his shoulder, curiously. “Isn’t it?” she asked, staring up into his eyes.

“Don’t be stupid. Boxers don’t snore.” Billy would tell her.

She just smirked.

Life back home wasn’t much easier. Anna was still bragging about knocking Billy out, lording her victory over him every chance she got. What was worse was how Heather got into it, constantly celebrating with her daughter and chiding Billy any time he didn’t seem happy for Anna’s “big win”. He was living a completely different lifestyle to the one he’d had a few months ago. And he wasn’t sure he could ever go back to it.

An opportunity to steal Karen’s phone, or his big fight with Selena… Which would come first?