Tanya’s “accidental” nip-slip

While Billy was distracted facing out into the crowd of moms, Tanya adjusted her sports bra. She set it so that her right nipple was just barely peeking out, and her breast just a few strong jiggles away from breaking free.

When Billy turned back to her, for a demonstration, Tanya saw how his eyes immediately darted down to her less-secured breast, and the slight hue shift at the very edge of her barely-covered nipple. Confident that her plan would work, when it was Tanya’s turn to replicate the straight-punch demonstration, she made sure to thrust her chest as she threw her punches.

The motion was just enough to shake one boob a little out of place, and by the third punch, her nipple had “accidentally” slipped just over the top of her bra’s fabric.

She was hoping for some kind of blatant staring - the kind that might rally the moms against him, and lead to a milf mutiny where the whole class jumped him and beat him senseless. But Tanya had no such luck. Besides, she was too blinded by her hatred of Billy to really understand just how much the rest of her peers were fawning over this handsome, impressive young man.

Tanya wasn’t too blinded to see that Billy was definitely distracted by her tits, however subtle his staring might have been to the rest of the class. And, growling, Tanya used the opportunity to throw her next straight punch right at Billy’s face, with those dangerous loaded gloves.

She got in a surprisingly solid hit, aided by the fact that Billy had instructed her to only punch at the air for now, on top of his visual distraction. One of the moms yelped, as Tanya punched their instructor in the face.

She was surprised by how much it seemed to effect him. Billy staggered back, clutching his face.

“Fuck!” he yelped.

A few of the moms gasped, taken aback by the expletive. Tanya grinned. Was their perception of him as the perfect young man starting to fade?

“Ohh, I’m sooo sorry!” Tanya assured him, playing the role of a blubbering, concerned mother as she rushed to his side. “Are you okay? I thought you were going to block it again! I can be such a klutz, I’m sorry! I hope I didn’t hurt you!”

Billy’s face was burning red with embarrassment as Tanya fawned over him. He had heard the moms’ reaction to his cuss too, and knew he should have kept it in. Tanya was feeding on that embarrassment, which ran hot through his body.

“Do you need to take a break? You look so pale! Oh my gosh, I really hurt you with that punch, didn’t I? This is so awful!” Tanya continued, loving the small humiliations she was inflicting upon him.

“I’m fine,” Billy said gruffly, pushing her away.

He was telling the truth, too. That punch had sent him off balance for a moment, but he’d recovered quickly. He looked fine too, if a bit red in the face. That he looked pale or dazed was just another lie Tanya was using to embarrass him, and make the other moms doubt him. Billy was so caught up in containing the minor scandal, that he didn’t even stop to think about how Tanya had been able to hit him so hard… Or why it had felt so familiar.

Tanya smiled, as she stepped back from the sheepish young boy. That punch was the reassurance she needed that she could really do this. It seemed the combination of a loaded glove and a big milf bosom spelled danger for Billy…

She could only imagine what full-on flashing her breasts at him might leave him open for. The poor boy could be stunned for days, and Tanya would only need a few seconds. But maybe she should bide her time, look for more weaknesses to exploit…? Or perhaps wear him down over time, with a series of “accidental” hits, until he was softened up enough to go out? Anything that added to her chances of knocking out this legend, she knew she should be patient and take.

But then again… The hatred she had for him was burning hot. He had knocked out her Sammy, and stared at her breasts like a slimy playboy. All that hate-reading about how successful he was, how much of a prodigy he was, how perfect he was… Tanya might not be able to control herself from jumping straight in, now that a weakness had been identified. It’s hard to play the long game when you just want this brat to get knocked the fuck out. To turn him into a drooling, sloppy mess, not worthy of his own reputation.

Did she have the patience to look for more advantages to ****? Or did she just go for it right now, using her tits to mesmerize him for the knockout?