My Married Trainers Keep Turning Me Into A Dripping, Desperate Mess

I’m supposed to be a professional.

But right now, as I walk into the ship’s luxury gym in my tiny black sports bra and tight grey shorts, my pussy is already throbbing with shame and anticipation.

For the past two weeks, Ryan and Sophia Thompson have been “training” me during my three-hour guest period. They’re one of the richest couples on the cruise — late thirties, stunning, and dangerously seductive. Ryan is tall, ripped, with a deep voice that makes my knees weak. Sophia is pure sex — toned body, perky fake tits, and a dominant stare that makes...