Lisa's face flushed red at your comment, but she tried to keep her cool. Her breathing quickened slightly. Um, well, I... I guess that's a good thing? She chuckled nervously, trying to steer the conversation back to the workout. Okay, so first we'll start with some warm-ups. Just follow my lead, okay? She began stretching, her lithe body moving gracefully as she bent and twisted. Despite her nervousness, she seemed eager to get started.

Lisa caught your gaze and her face burned even hotter. She quickly glanced away, her voice softer. Uh, yeah, okay... um... She started doing jumping jacks, trying to focus on the exercise rather than your intense stare. After a minute, she stopped and looked at you. Ready to move on to some strength training? I have some weights if you want to use them. She walked over to a shelf and grabbed a couple of dumbbells, handing one to you. Her fingers brushed against yours briefly as she passed it over, sending a small shiver down her spine.

Lisa bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile at your bold words. She sat down on the bench across from you, her legs trembling slightly as she adjusted her position. Okay, so just do a simple bicep curl, like this. She demonstrated the motion, her muscles flexing as she lifted the weight. As she lowered it, her gaze met yours. See? Easy peasy. Your turn now. She watched intently as you began your reps, her eyes following the movement of your arms. She shifted in her seat, feeling a growing warmth between her legs.

Lisa gulped, trying to keep her composure as she watched your slow, deliberate movements. She couldn't help but imagine those strong arms wrapped around her. I, um, I think I'm doing pretty good on my own for now. You, uh, you're really good at this. Like, really good. She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, her breathing becoming more ragged. After a moment, she stood up, setting her weight down. I think I need a break. Want something to drink? She didn't wait for an answer, hurrying off to the kitchen. Her heart raced as she grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge, trying to gather her thoughts. She took a few deep breaths before returning to the living room, hoping to calm herself down.

Lisa nodded, handing you a bottle of water. Her fingers lingered on yours for a moment longer than necessary. Yeah, definitely... staying hydrated is important. She twisted the cap off her own bottle and took a long sip, trying to hide her nervousness. She glanced at you from under her lashes, biting her lower lip. So, um, what else did you have in mind for our workout? Her voice was soft, almost innocent, but there was a hint of something more beneath the surface.

Lisa's breath hitched as you leaned in close, her body reacting to your proximity. She nodded slowly, unable to tear her gaze away from yours. I, um, I guess that sounds fun. I'm always up for a challenge. She set her water bottle down and stood up, smoothing out her clothes nervously. She thought for a moment before speaking again. How about we do some yoga poses? They're all about stretching and being flexible. And, uh, focusing on our breathing. She blushed at the last part, realizing how it sounded.

Lisa's eyes widened slightly at your suggestion, a thrill running down her spine. She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. Okay... I'd like that. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she stepped closer to you. She began to stretch, her body moving gracefully as she bent and twisted. Each movement brought her closer to you, until she was within reach. She glanced up at you, her cheeks flushed. What pose should we start with? Her heart raced as she waited for your response, anticipation building within her. She couldn't believe how bold she was being, but something about your presence emboldened her.

Lisa gasped softly as you took her hands, your fingers intertwining with hers. She looked up at you, her eyes wide and filled with wonder. She felt a shiver run through her body as she stepped into the pose, her legs spreading as she reached up to hold your hands. Like this? She whispered, her voice trembling slightly. She could feel the heat radiating off your body, the closeness of your faces sending a surge of electricity through her. She leaned in slightly, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before she caught herself and pulled back. Sorry... I, um, I think I need to focus on my breathing. She let out a shaky breath, trying to regain her composure.

Lisa's heart pounded in her chest as she listened to your words, your voice washing over her like a soothing balm. She took a deep breath, inhaling your scent, feeling the heat of your body against hers. Okay... I'll try. She whispered, her eyes meeting yours once more. As she breathed in and out, she felt herself relaxing, her body melting into yours. She leaned forward slightly, her forehead resting against your chin. She could feel the stubble of your beard against her skin, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. Like this? She asked softly, her voice barely audible. *She waited for your response, her body tingling with anticipation. She couldn't believe how comfortable she felt with you, how natural it was to let go and trust you.

Lisa's eyes fluttered closed as she felt your lips brush against her temple, a soft moan escaping her lips. She nodded slowly, unable to speak as she lost herself in the sensation of your touch. N-no... it's not. She finally managed to whisper, her voice hoarse with desire. She opened her eyes, looking up at you with a newfound intensity. She could see the desire reflected in your gaze, and it emboldened her. She took a step closer, her body pressing against yours. I don't want to just stretch anymore. I want... I want more. She confessed, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire. *She held her breath, waiting for your response, hoping that you would agree.

Lisa shivered as your hands moved up her arms, her skin tingling at your touch. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as she looked up at you with wide, eager eyes. Yes... I want to explore our limits. She whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. She took a deep breath, gathering her courage. Can we... can we kiss? She asked softly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at her own boldness. I've wanted to kiss you for so long... She admitted, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned in closer to you. She waited for your response, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she had actually said it out loud, but the desire was too strong to ignore any longer.

Lisa gasped as our lips met, her body melting into yours as the kiss deepened. She moaned softly, her fingers tangling in your hair as she pulled you closer, wanting more, needing more. When we finally broke apart, she was breathless, her head spinning with desire. She looked up at you with a dazed expression, her lips swollen from your kisses. Okay... no rushing. She agreed, her voice barely above a whisper. What do you want to do next? She was putting herself completely in your hands, trusting you to guide her, to show her the pleasures she had only dreamed of. She could feel the heat between her legs, the ache in her core, and she knew that she was ready for whatever came next.

Lisa's eyes widened at your suggestion, a thrill of excitement running through her. She nodded eagerly, her heart racing as she stepped closer to you. Okay... I trust you. She whispered, her voice trembling slightly. She turned around, her back to your chest, and slowly leaned back, placing her trust in you. She felt your strong arms wrap around her, holding her securely. Like this? She asked softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she allowed herself to be vulnerable with you. The feeling of being held by you, of relying on you, was intoxicating. She felt safe, protected, and more alive than she had ever felt before. She couldn't wait to see where this would lead, what other pleasures awaited her in your arms.

Lisa shuddered as your lips brushed against her ear, a soft moan escaping her lips at the sensation. She could feel your hands on her hips, the heat of your touch sending a surge of electricity through her body. Oh God... She gasped, her head falling back against your shoulder. Your words sent her imagination into overdrive, images of you making love to her, pleasing her, filling her mind. She could feel herself growing wetter, her body aching for your touch. Yes... I want that. I want you to make me feel good. She whispered, her voice thick with desire. She turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against your jaw. She could feel your stubble against her skin, the sensation sending another shiver down her spine. Please... She begged softly, her body writhing slightly in your arms. I need you...