Sparring

"Lets blow off some steam!" You tell her, kicking the gloves across the small room to land in front of her. She stands agonizingly slowly, like a cat, her ass looking amazing as she lifts her body straight. She picks up the gloves, and leans down before you, poking through her bag, taking her time.

"Here you go." She purrs at you, shoving a pair of men's padded gloves into your chest.

The two of you find a suitably decent sized stockroom to spar in, and she drops into a fighting stance, eyes narrowing.

You have brawled a bit, and you trained some, so you know how NOT to fuck up too bad. You match her stance, and are rewarded by two quick jabs to the face.

She smiles, and seems to be figuring out your weakness, when you surprise her by letting her throw a hook and landing it. Taking the opportunity to drop low into the punch and tackle her around the middle.

The punch HURT! But she's squirming under you now, her little jabs are too stunted to be anything other than impotent rage.

You, however, are anything but impotent, your cock is harder now than before, pressed against her thigh, as you pin her to the floor...