Becca waggled her foot with nervous energy as she sat, legs crossed, alone at a table outside The Froofie Fruit smoothie shop. Not the kind of place she'd normally be at 10am on a Saturday – for one thing Becca always drank her smoothies at 5am like a normal person, and this shop didn’t even have protein mix-ins, worthless!
She’d picked this place because it was adjacent to the outdoor shopping district Lindsey had wanted to see on this… outing that used to be an errand but was now officially a date?
Becca chewed the straw of her smoothie as she waited for Lindsey to arrive. She’d already finished half of her Banana-Berry Drizzle, but she couldn’t help herself. She was hungry today, and 30 minutes early.
Yesterday Becca's world had been turned upside down by Lindsey’s logic-defying body, and until Becca was able to drink her fill of that tall glass of water, upside down her world would stay. The predatory trainer’s thoughts were playing an endless loop of Big Red’s freckled muscles dancing in all their naked, hyper-trophic glory.
Becca was positively aching to see her favorite client again. Less than 24 hours had passed since their moment of first contact in Becca’s back room, but the love-struck trainer had spent every hour since that first encounter preparing herself to be with Lindsey again. Literally every hour, as she’d fallen asleep last night stuffed full of her largest dildo, in a half-intentional effort to stretch herself out to prepare for Lindsey’s tremendous girth.
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