Sneaky

Rebecca smirked as she wiped the sweat from her chest, watching Jason and his friends return to their workout. Mark lingered behind, his dark eyes trailing her every move. She bit her lip—this one’s eager.

“Need help with your form, Mark?” she asked innocently, stepping closer.

He grinned, flexing his biceps. “Always open to guidance, Mrs. Reynolds.”

She gestured toward the empty stretching area behind the racks, just out of sight from the others. “Let me show you something.”

Mark followed without hesitation. The moment they were hidden, Rebecca dropped to her knees, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his shorts. His cock sprang free—thick, veiny, already leaking.

“Shh,” she whispered, wrapping her lips around him in one smooth motion.

Mark groaned, his hips jerking forward. She took him deep, throat fluttering as she sucked with slow, wet strokes. Her tits pressed against his thighs, her ass swaying slightly as she worked him.

Jason’s voice echoed from the other side of the gym. “Mark? Where’d you go?”

Mark’s breath hitched, but Rebecca didn’t stop. She looked up through her lashes, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked harder.

“Fuck,” Mark hissed, gripping the rack to steady himself. His cock pulsed—she knew he was close.

Just as Jason’s footsteps neared, Rebecca pulled off with a pop, tucking Mark back into his shorts. She wiped her glistening lips, standing just as Jason rounded the corner.

“There you are,” Jason said, frowning. “We’re switching to deadlifts.”

Mark coughed, adjusting himself. “Yeah, uh… Mrs. Reynolds was just helping me stretch.”

Rebecca smiled sweetly. “All done. Don’t forget to hydrate, boys.”

As she sauntered away, Mark shot her a look—this isn’t over.