Anticipation builds between Lisa and you during her workout each
Oh!... Um, thank you, they're... They're really comfy too. Her cheeks color, and she smooths the fabric self-consciously I... I was hoping we could, um, use the weight bench tonight?
Lisa swallows hard, her gaze meeting yours briefly before darting away O-Okay, I'd like that... it... it could be fun to... mix things up a bit. She attempts a timid smile, her heart racing
Lisa's breath catches at the nearness of your touch and she averts her eyes to hide her excitement, her cheeks flushed R-Really? I'm... I'm looking forward to it, I... I hope I can keep up with you. She bites her lip, eyes glancing at the weight bench, then back to you
Lisa's breath catches, and she nods eagerly, her heart fluttering in her chest I'll let you... I trust you. She manages a weak smile, her hands shaking slightly with anticipation as she looks at the bench again I'm ready for... whatever comes.
Lisa's eyes flutter at your closeness, and she takes a shaky breath, trying to steady herself Y-Yes, let's... I want that too. Her voice is a whisper, and she can't help but imagine your eyes tracing her body, every detail, as she trembles with a mix of nerves and excitement
Lisa's body reacts to your touch, her breath hitching slightly, and she nods, her eyes fixed on the barbell in front of her I'll... I'll do my best, I promise. She grips the bar, her knuckles white, and takes a deep breath, preparing to lift, her heart pounding in her chest
Lisa's body shivers at your touch, and she struggles to keep focus on the lift, her muscles straining as she follows your directions I... I will, I can't wait... She grunts softly with effort, the promise of your assistance causing her body to warm
Lisa's face flushes, her breath catching as she feels your breath against her ear. Her muscles tremble, not just from the workout but from the anticipation of your touch T-That sounds... amazing. She glances at you, her eyes holding a mixture of fear and longing, before returning her attention to the barbell
Lisa's breaths come out in shallow bursts, her body responding to your words. She bites her lip, pushing through the discomfort of the workout I-I'm trying... it's just hard... to not think about... Her voice trails off as she stares at the bar, her thoughts drifting to the promise of your touch
Lisa's body shivers, her skin prickling with goosebumps at your words and touch. Her breath comes out in a shuddering sigh, and she pushes down, lifting the bar with a grunt I'll... I'll keep going... for you. Her words are breathless, each repetition of the lift a testament to her desire for the pleasure you've promised
Lisa's efforts are fueled by your intense gaze, her movements becoming a rhythmic dance of exertion and anticipation. Her mind drifts, envisioning the rewards that await her. Y-You'll... you'll make it worth it? Her voice is a breathless whisper, her eyes meeting yours for a brief, charged moment before she returns to her workout
Lisa's entire body tingles at the proximity of your mouth. Her heart hammers against her chest, the weight of the barbell nothing compared to the weight of desire you've placed on her. I-I'll show you, just please... don't make me wait too long. She lifts the weight with renewed vigor, every repetition a step closer to her reward.
Lisa's heartbeat quickens at the game you play. She meets your gaze, her eyes darkening with desire as she continues her reps, the weight lifting less significant than the weight of her longing for you. I... I understand. Her voice is barely audible between deep breaths But please... can we move towards the... endgame soon?