Feature Writer: Thumper71
Feature Title: THE GIFT 2
Published: 08.09.2023
Story Codes: Demonic
Symposis: Erotic exploration in ‘The Gift’: Aurora, Liam, succubus.
The Gift 2
Liam’s quick glance at the clock jolted him to attention — he was already running late for work. With Aurora in the bathroom, he decided he would simply shower at work. He hastily pulled on a pair of shorts and grabbed a shirt, shoving spare clothes into his gym bag. Rushing towards the door, he called out through the closed bathroom, “Love you, Aurora. See you tonight.” With that, he was off to work.
As he drove, his mind was a whirlwind of swirling thoughts. The intense dream from the previous night, the enigmatic woman in the dream with whom he had experienced intensely passionate sex, the confounding discovery of semen on his stomach–a rarity since his teenage years of wet dreams. The abrupt contrast of waking up completely nude only deepened the enigma. He distinctly remembered going to bed wearing boxers and a t-shirt, which should have made the situation even more perplexing. As he navigated through these fragments of puzzlement, his thoughts inevitably drifted to the intimate experience he’d shared with Aurora that very morning. While undoubtedly pleasurable, an undeniable sense of oddity hung in the air. The realization that she had exhibited a new ability–squirting, something she had never done before–added yet another layer of complexity to the situation. Amidst these jumbled pieces, he continued his drive, attempting to unravel the mysteries that had abruptly woven themselves into the fabric of his reality on this Tuesday morning.
Upon arriving at work, a reminder echoed in his mind — the new volleyball coach would be starting today, a welcomed change from the previous coach. After stashing his belongings in his office, he made his way to the private staff showers in the athletic department. The goal was to wash away both the sweat from his commute and the lingering thoughts that had taken an unexpected hold of him.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he swiftly shed his clothes and draped a towel around his waist, heading promptly to the showers. The sound of running water from one stall suggested that someone else was already there. Assuming it was likely another coach, Liam offered a casual morning greeting as he strolled past the stalls. Yet, his surprise peaked when he realized that the person immersed in the water was none other than the new girls’ volleyball coach, standing naked. The steam and spray of the shower seemed to playfully dance around her figure, adding an air of confidence and openness to the scene. She turned, her gaze meeting his, and welcomed him with a smile, “Good morning, you must be Liam.”
Startled, Liam’s cheeks flushed, and he struggled to find his words. “Um, yes, I’m Liam.” The sight left him breathless, a mixture of unexpected attraction and the jolt of the situation swirling within him.
Jacy appeared entirely composed, seemingly unfazed by the situation. “Sorry about barging into the men’s shower this morning. Women’s area’s getting some work done,” Jacy stated matter-of-factly, her tone direct and intelligent, getting straight to the point.” she explained with a nonchalant demeanor contrasting sharply with their shared nudity.”
Amidst a swirl of awkwardness and curiosity, Liam managed to find his voice. “No problem, Jacy, right?” His effort to sound composed was flavored with a mixture of fascination and a hint of self-awareness.
A suggestive smile on Jacy’s lips as she affirmed, “Yes, I’m Jacy. We’ve got a meeting later,” her gaze briefly shifting towards his groin, a move that momentarily caught Liam off guard.
Struggling to regain his composure, Liam managed to mumble, “Um, yes, we have a meeting first thing this morning. I need to, um, uh, go shower now.” Yet, his body betrayed his unease, his erection responding to the unexpected situation by growing increasingly prominent. He came to an abrupt realization when Jacy’s gaze shifted downward, her eyes fixating on his bulging arousal.
A wave of embarrassment flooded Liam’s cheeks as he looked down, unable to hide his fully erect and pulsating arousal, an undeniable manifestation of his heightened desire. Jacy’s voice, filled with amusement, pierced the silence, “If your wife had a penis, she would’ve had the same reaction to my body last night.” His mind was a whirlwind of mortification, and he struggled to find the right words, his thoughts consumed by his own awkward predicament.
In his flustered state, Liam’s focus was solely on managing his embarrassment, and he failed to register Jacy’s comment about Aurora. Panicking, he stumbled over his words, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry, I don’t, um, this isn’t what it looks like.” Jacy’s response held an enigmatic edge, leaving Liam unsure if she was being genuine or toying with him. “You mean you don’t want to fuck me? Well, that does make me a little sad,” she mused, her words carrying a subtle undercurrent of sensuality.
“I’m gonna go shower now,” Liam stated, his words marking the conclusion of this unforeseen exchange. As he attempted to collect himself, Jacy’s voice drifted over from the neighboring stall, extending their dialogue. “You know, it’s not every day you’re caught with a hard cock in front of a new colleague,” she remarked playfully, the sound of water flowing as a backdrop.
Liam’s cheeks flushed even deeper at her frank remark, his embarrassment now tinged with a touch of amusement. He cleared his throat and responded, “Yeah, well, it’s not exactly how I envisioned starting the day.”
Jacy’s laughter reverberated in the shower area. “Don’t worry, Liam. Your little surprise is safe with me,” she teased.
Liam’s erection was gradually subsiding as she delved into her role as the new girls’ volleyball coach. He felt a twinge of relief, sensing that the conversation might be steering in a direction that would shift his mind from his arousal. As Jacy expanded on her coaching strategies, the team dynamics, and her aspirations for the forthcoming season, Liam found his initial embarrassment ebbing away.
However, his momentary relief was quickly overshadowed. Jacy’s conversation took an abrupt detour as she shifted gears to discuss the classes she was teaching in Advanced Adult Education. Her tone grew more intimate, and her words became more explicit, delving into the exploration of desires, techniques to enhance intimacy, and the art of sensual connection. Liam’s heart raced again, his body responding involuntarily as his arousal was rekindled by the suggestive details she shared.
The shower’s water continued to splash, providing a sensual backdrop for their conversation. Jacy’s voice took on an alluring tone as she painted vivid scenarios of couples exploring new dimensions of pleasure. Her words delved into various realms: the incorporation of intimate toys, experimentation with diverse positions, and even the audacious exploration of tantric practices. As she spoke, the water’s rhythmic flow seemed to harmonize with her explicit discussion, each droplet echoing the uncharted territories she described.
Jacy traversed the landscape of desire, occasionally delving into experiences such as threesomes, orgies, and the daring escapades of sex clubs. With every word, Liam found himself both captivated and intrigued, especially as Jacy’s tone hinted that she was more than a mere instructor–she was a practitioner of the very teachings she shared.
His ache intensified, his cock throbbing as he vividly envisioned the explicit scenarios Jacy described. The warm water mingled with steam, creating a sensuous haze that seemed to mirror the charged atmosphere around him. Jacy’s words remained unwavering, fueling the fire of his desires.
His ache intensified, his cock throbbing as he vividly envisioned the explicit scenarios Jacy described. The warm water mingled with steam, creating a sensuous haze that seemed to mirror the charged atmosphere between them. Jacy’s gaze remained unwavering, fueling the fire of his desires.
“You see, Liam,” she continued, her voice dripping with seduction, “it’s about guiding students to break free from the bullshit of societal expectations, transcending inhibitions and stupid beliefs that have held them back. Through these teachings, they forge connections that stretch beyond the boundaries of the physical realm.”
Liam’s desire coursed through him like wildfire. The steam-laden air blurred fantasy and reality, heightening the intensity. His body became a canvas of yearning, sensations etching a profound ache. He struggled to restrain himself, feeling his cock teetering on the edge of an uninitiated release.
As Jacy’s shower concluded and she prepared to leave, her voice shifted, subtle yet commanding. “Remember, Liam,” her words carried suggestion, “sometimes surrendering is the ultimate connection.” Her presence lingered like an echo in the steamy haze, her words a whispered invitation etched in his mind.
The door shut as Jacy left the shower, yet her presence lingered in his mind, as if she had sent him a command: “cum now.” The allure she had woven took hold of his thoughts, and he surrendered to its power. His body tensed as pleasure consumed him, yielding to the urgent need that had been ignited. His cock throbbed with intensity, and a guttural moan escaped him as he released a torrent of cum onto the shower wall. The force of his orgasm surpassed all previous experiences, each pulse of pleasure feeling eternal, every drop of release a testament to his insatiable desire. In the aftermath, he trembled, his body quivering from the profound release that had overtaken him.
Slumped against the shower wall, Liam’s chest heaved, his body tingling from the aftermath of his intense orgasm. The echoes of his explosive release gradually faded, leaving him in a daze of satisfaction, his mind attempting to process the surge of sensations that had rocked him. As he caught his breath, a single thought echoed in his mind, “What the fuck just happened?” Beneath the warm streams of water, Liam’s labored breaths gradually calmed.
Toweling himself off, Liam’s focus shifted downward, scrutinizing his now-flaccid cock. He was taken aback by its appearance — still swollen, veins prominent beneath the surface. While not fully erect, it seemed engorged, more substantial. His body was manifesting an unexpected aftermath of the rendezvous. Even his balls felt weightier, a tangible reminder of the intense orgasm he had experienced, despite having expelled the largest load he ever had.
Guilt started to seep into the chaos of emotions, tugging at Liam’s conscience as reality hit. The weight of his unprofessional actions with Jacy flooded his mind, shattering boundaries he had always upheld. Her allure had led him down an unexpected path of desire, driven purely by the sound of her voice and the provocative nature of their conversation. It was bewildering–how the intensity had escalated to a point where he had experienced an intense orgasm without even a single touch. As he turned off the shower, he couldn’t escape the feeling that his own body had betrayed him, and with that betrayal came a sense of infidelity that gnawed at him, as if he had let Aurora down in some unspoken way. Drying and dressing swiftly, he replayed the morning’s events, torn between responsibilities and the whirlwind of emotions ignited by Jacy–emotions that almost seemed planted beyond his control.
Leaving the showers, Liam walked back to his office, his embarrassment and guilt growing with each step. He had to prepare for his meeting with Jacy in a few minutes and was desperately trying to push aside the memories. He found himself unable to escape the recollection of her seductive words and her captivating presence. The weight of his unprofessional actions bore down on him, leaving him both regretful and consumed by desire.
Liam entered his office, seeking refuge in the task of organizing papers for the impending meeting with Jacy. It was a way to momentarily divert his thoughts from the intense encounter in the shower. As he shuffled through the documents on his desk, a digital reminder popped up on his computer screen, signaling the upcoming meeting. The reminder evoked a mix of trepidation and anticipation, a reminder of the complex emotions that swirled within him.
Gathering his resolve, he readied himself for the upcoming interaction, understanding the need for professionalism despite the lingering memories of their earlier encounter. With the papers in hand, he walked to her office.
Inside, Jacy was waiting, her demeanor playful and seemingly unfazed by their previous interaction. She sported casual yet enticing attire–volleyball shorts and a tight shirt that accentuated her perky breasts, with a partially zipped-up jacket adding an alluring edge to her appearance. Her athletic physique was evident, casting a magnetic pull on Liam’s attention. The sight triggered a blend of discomfort and desire, a tangible reminder of the temptation he had succumbed to.
“Hey there, Liam,” Jacy greeted him with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she asked, “Ready for our meeting?” Her playful tone carried an undertone that hinted at their earlier intimate encounter in the shower, creating a tension Liam couldn’t ignore.
Liam took a breath, trying to regain his composure. “Absolutely,” he replied, his voice steady despite the turbulence of emotions beneath the surface. As the meeting commenced, Jacy’s approach took an unexpected turn, catching him off guard.
“Since this is my first day, let’s keep this meeting light,” Jacy began with a chuckle, a gleam in her eye. “Josie will be joining us soon, so let’s start with your background. What makes you tick? Hobbies, your journey with your lovely wife… oh, and the age-old question: boxers or briefs?” Her words carried a playful curiosity, a stark departure from the professional decorum Liam had hoped for. The abrupt shift in tone set his heart racing.
Jacy’s words flowed seamlessly, delving into questions that left Liam both surprised and flustered. “Favorite position or positions? Any kinks I should know about as well,” she continued, her tone light yet provocative. She offered a teasing apology, her amusement evident. “Sorry, just messing with you. I couldn’t help it; you still seem a little worked up about what happened in the showers. I think it was kinda cute,” she admitted, her candidness drawing a mixture of embarrassment and intrigue from Liam. The mention of the shower encounter brought a flush to his cheeks, and he was torn between amusement and unease.
Jacy’s voice softened as she added, “I would say I don’t always get that kind of greeting,” her gaze locked onto his with an intensity that sent a shiver down his spine. Her voice lowered even further, her words almost a whisper. “But I’d be lying.”
Liam, still struggling to maintain his composure, found himself momentarily lost in his thoughts as Jacy’s playful questions continued. He blinked, realizing he had missed most of what she was saying. “Position? Um, probably missionary, I suppose…” he stammered, his cheeks flushing as he registered the context of her question. “Oh, sorry, um maybe I should catch you up with the player roster and any of the injuries the players had last year…if that’s okay,” he quickly added, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness. “My mind seems to be a bit flustered this morning.”
Jacy’s response was a mix of understanding and a lingering playfulness. “Of course, Liam,” she said, her tone more relaxed. “I’m all ears for the player roster and injuries. Let’s keep things professional.” She offered a small, reassuring smile, her mischievousness momentarily giving way to a more businesslike demeanor.
“I will stop messing with you…at least for now,” Jacy added with a grin, the twinkle in her eyes indicating that her playful nature wasn’t going anywhere. The underlying tension between them, a blend of attraction and unease, seemed to define the dynamics of their interaction, leaving Liam both intrigued and somewhat off balance.
“Hello everyone,” Josie’s voice filled the room as she entered Jacy’s office, her tone carrying a distinct edge of allure that caught Liam’s attention. “Sorry I’m late,” she continued, her explanation subtly laced with an undertone that seemed to imply more, “I was uh, well, my ‘workout’ had an extended session this morning. Wanted to make sure I was in peak form before the day kicked in.”
Josie’s presence in the office evoked a mix of surprise and discomfort within Liam. Having worked alongside her for five years, he couldn’t help but notice a striking change in her appearance. While she had always been attractive, something about her seemed transformed now. There was a youthful vitality to her that he couldn’t quite explain. Her body, too, bore signs of change. It was noticeably more toned and athletic than just a few weeks ago, her muscles defined in a way that caught Liam off guard. It was as if time had reversed, making her look more like someone in her mid-20s rather than their shared age of 35.
Her choice of attire, consisting of loose-fitting soccer-style shorts and a sports bra, accentuated her newly sculpted physique and left a faint sheen of sweat on her skin. As Liam glanced in her direction, his eyes unintentionally caught a subtle glimpse of something else–something that sent a jolt of surprise through him. It was a fleeting realization, a brief moment when he noticed a small tattoo peeking over the top of the waistband of her shorts. It looked like a heart with wings, but part of it was hidden, leaving him curious and intrigued. His mind raced with a mixture of thoughts, unsure of how to process this newfound awareness as she took a seat remarkably close to him. Her presence and these unexpected changes left him feeling a sense of confusion and arousal, emotions intertwining in a way he had not anticipated.
As Josie settled in, an intriguing fragrance lingered in the air–a subtle blend of sweetness that teased Liam’s senses. He couldn’t shake the thought that the aroma bore a resemblance to a curious fusion of desire and sugary allure, a combination that both puzzled and fascinated him. The air seemed to carry an unspoken tension, a blend of attraction and curiosity that left Liam grappling with an unsettling mix of emotions. And as his mind churned with thoughts, a line from a song echoed in his head, capturing the essence of the moment: “I smell sex and candy here.”
As he attempted to center himself for the meeting, Liam recognized that the vivid discussions of intimacy and desire from earlier, coupled with Josie’s intriguing presence, lingered in his thoughts. Jacy’s words had left an indelible mark, and he needed to regain his focus. With a determined effort, he thumbed through the papers he had brought, searching for the list of player injuries. This was a matter that required his undivided attention, serving as a reminder to steer his thoughts away from the sensuous distractions that seemed to be enveloping him and return to the realm of professionalism and responsibilities.
“Last year, we unfortunately experienced a higher than usual number of player injuries,” Liam began, addressing the issue at hand. “Much of this was attributed to an overly aggressive training program that was implemented by your predecessor, Coach Glena.” Josie’s frustration was evident as she interjected, her tone sharp and candid. “Coach Glena had some unrealistic expectations for these girls, to put it bluntly–she was fucking driving them nuts. Frankly, I’m not sorry that bitch is gone.” Her straightforwardness underscored the impact Coach Glena’s coaching style had on the team and highlighted the need for a more balanced approach moving forward.
“Yes, I had my own concerns about her unconventional training methods,” Liam chimed in, his alignment with Josie apparent. He couldn’t help but observe the unreserved quality in her voice, a departure from her typical manner. Over the course of the five years they had worked together, he hadn’t witnessed Josie display such candor.
“Well, Liam, Josie,” Jacy’s tone shifted, taking on a more deliberate note. “I’m bringing a fresh perspective to our training approach. Liam, your expertise as the athletic department trainer will be crucial. And Josie, as the assistant coach, I’m counting on you to establish a strong bond with the girls, helping them navigate their challenges. If you come across any significant concerns, don’t hesitate to discuss them with me,” her words held weight, reflecting a genuine commitment. “My aim is to keep their love for the game alive, steering clear of any resentment.”
The three of them came to an agreement that this strategy had merit. “Last year, I had created a detailed plan tailored to each player, though regrettably, it was never put into action,” Liam elaborated. “I’ll review and adjust it based on the injuries they faced last season.” He continued, “Half the team quit before the end of last year’s season. Over the summer, I was able to convince most of them to return, but Glena’s new recruits were not very experienced. We might face a couple of difficult years until things settle down.”
“That won’t be an issue,” Jacy interjected. “A number of players from my previous college are transferring here. Moreover, the recruits I had been cultivating since their high school years have also opted to join our team. I wouldn’t normally do that to a previous employer, but over the last couple of years, the volleyball team was always overshadowed by the football team as it started winning. The resources and support were consistently directed towards football, leaving the volleyball players feeling neglected. Now, as I step into this role, I am fully committed to establishing a robust volleyball program. That commitment is what’s motivating these players to make the switch.”
As she spoke, Jacy’s gaze seemed to linger on Liam for a moment, her eyes holding a knowing glint that left him wondering if there was more to her words than met the eye. Liam couldn’t help but acknowledge the commitment Jacy had brought with her as part of her hiring agreement, but the current reality stood in stark contrast.
The Athletic Director, Austin, had historically given football priority over the volleyball team. Despite the volleyball team’s previous accomplishments, Glenda’s time as coach had led to defeats and players leaving. Liam held a strong desire for positive changes, yet he couldn’t overlook Austin’s intricate motivations tied to football’s success. As the meeting progressed, these thoughts continued to churn in Liam’s mind, leaving him torn between his hopes for transformation and the complexities of the situation at hand.
“Thank you both for sharing your insights,” Jacy acknowledged, her gaze shifting between Liam and Josie as she assessed their reactions. “It’s clear that we have some challenges ahead, but I believe in the potential of this team.”
Liam nodded in agreement, finding reassurance in Jacy’s optimistic outlook. He organized his notes, striving to regain his focus on the meeting’s agenda. “I’ve been considering potential collaborations that could greatly benefit the team. Given my background as a physiotherapist, I’ve been exploring partnerships with nutritionists and sports psychologists. These collaborative efforts would focus on the players’ overall well-being, mental resilience, and physical performance. By adopting this multifaceted approach,” Liam continued, his voice steady as he navigated the sea of sensations that enveloped him, “we can work towards preventing injuries, enhancing their endurance, and maximizing their potential on the court.” As he spoke, he tried to focus on the topic at hand, his mind grappling with the alluring distractions of Jacy and Josie’s proximity.
Jacy’s attention seemed locked onto him, her eyes holding a depth of interest that seemed to peer into his very soul. Josie’s playful laughter and her occasional touches fueled the fire that raged within him. He could almost feel the magnetic pull of their presence, drawing him into a realm where professional boundaries blurred and desire took center stage.
With a concerted effort, Liam directed his thoughts back to the meeting, determined to contribute meaningfully to the conversation. He glanced at his notes, mentally reminding himself of the points he needed to address, yet the intoxicating allure of the two women beside him continued to cast a tantalizing spell, threatening to unravel his self-control.
Just as Liam felt himself succumbing to the magnetic pull exerted by Jacy and Josie, the spell was abruptly broken as Jacy ended the meeting. Liam blinked, his senses reeling as the fog of desire lifted from his mind. Disoriented, he found himself caught between the conflicting sensations of frustration and relief. As they exchanged parting words, he couldn’t shake the lingering ache deep within his core, a sensation that left him on the brink of something he hadn’t quite grasped yet.
Leaving Jacy’s office, Liam’s steps felt unsteady, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he had been under their spell, that they had toyed with him and left him wanting more. The allure of their presence lingered, leaving him to wonder if what he had experienced was real or merely a seductive illusion.
As Liam walked back to his office, his mind still clouded by the encounter, he was greeted by Austin’s concerned expression. “Do you have a couple of minutes to talk?” Austin’s request was laced with tension, and Liam nodded, signaling him to enter.
“Sure, come in,” Liam replied, his tone neutral. They both settled into their chairs, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken thoughts. Austin wasted no time unburdening himself with the news that had been bothering him. “Angel dumped me, man.”
“Well, Austin, she’s married to the football coach, and you’re lucky no one found out. The board isn’t exactly fond of you either. They’ve been itching for a reason to let you go,” Liam replied, his tone matter-of-fact. He leaned forward slightly, curious about the details. “So, why is she breaking it off?”
Her husband got a coaching job at another college. He’s not too pleased about us cutting his budget this year,” Austin explained with a hint of sorrow, his gaze momentarily distant. “I really thought she was the one for me.” His face displayed a mix of disappointment and resignation, yet there was an unmistakable flicker of frustration as well. “Finding someone to replace him is going to be a challenge with those cuts to the football budget.”
“Do you think I could talk to the board and ask them to reconsider the cuts to the football budget? I really don’t think we need to allocate all those resources to the volleyball team. It’s football that everyone cares about,” Austin said.
“No, football is all you care about, and no, the board would fire you. They were pissed about how you let the volleyball team fall apart with your horrible hire of Coach Glenda. She had never coached volleyball before coming here; she had been an assistant coach for a lacrosse team. That’s really not the same, Austin,” Liam said, his frustration with his boss evident. “I had to bust my ass this summer to get those players to come back. I sure hope this volleyball coach you found is good.”
“Honestly, I had nothing to do with finding her. I had Josie take care of it. She knows more about volleyball than I do. How hard can it be to find a volleyball coach? Anyone can coach volleyball; with football, it takes skill,” Austin explained, his tone a mix of dismissiveness and a hint of frustration. “And Josie spent at least two weeks secretly watching Jacy during her sand volleyball season. She did her research, and Josie came back changed after that trip–hell, she even looked a little different.”
“What the hell, Austin? The board wanted to fire you for the mess you created, and I covered your ass by getting all those players to come back. What’s going on, man? You had one job to do: find a volleyball coach that didn’t suck. And Josie? She’s great and all, but recruiting a new coach? That’s not her area of expertise. I really hope this works out, or you won’t last another year, and my reputation with the board will be ruined for supporting you,” Liam responded, his frustration evident in his words.
“Liam, you worry too damn much. Jacy seems fantastic, and she’s attractive too. You met her–do you think I have a chance with her?” Austin asked.
“OMG, your dick is going to get you fired, and probably me along with it. I really need to focus on my work, and you need to actually act like the AD I told the board you are,” Liam said, his exasperation evident.
“Sorry to change the subject, I suppose you’re right. Anyway, how about on the next game night, we hit the bar for a few drinks?” Austin inquired.
“No, it’s never just a few. You either end up leaving us with someone you’ve picked up, or you’re bummed out all night because you can’t find someone. Just get a Tinder account or watch porn,” Liam replied. “Shut the door on your way out,” his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Liam was frustrated by the idea of Austin involving Josie in finding the volleyball coach’s replacement. While Josie was a great assistant coach and secretary for the athletic department, the task of finding a coach seemed beyond her expertise. And Jacy’s behavior, while intriguing, left him feeling uncertain about her intentions.
As the day unfolded, Liam focused on his tasks, reaching out to nutritionists and sports psychologists in the area to support Jacy’s efforts. Despite his frustration with Austin, he was determined to do everything he could to help Jacy succeed.
The remainder of the day flowed more smoothly than its turbulent start. Immersed in his work, Liam managed to compartmentalize the morning’s events in the shower, pushing them to the recesses of his mind. Hours passed in a blur, with Liam’s focus locked on his tasks until the clock struck five. Finally looking up from his work, he realized the workday was coming to an end. He swiftly gathered his belongings, packing his backpack and gym bag, eager to leave the office behind.
As he closed his office door, Liam noticed that the office had emptied out, except for Josie, who was heading in his direction. Her attire had undergone a transformation since their morning encounter–this time, she wore an outfit that left even less to the imagination. A pair of tight yoga workout shorts clung to her athletic frame, and her sports bra showcased her toned physique. These shorts were smaller than before, affording Liam an unmistakable view of the tattoo on her stomach–a heart with wings. The realization that his earlier thoughts had been correct sent a tingle of intrigue down his spine.
“Hi Liam, you’re here kinda late,” Josie remarked. “I got lost in the day, I suppose. You’re also here kind of late,” Liam replied. “Oh, I have some, after hours ‘cardio plans with a friend at 5:30. I’m just heading down to meet them. Maybe you’d like to join us? We really get a good burn on, and I find it’s a great way to release the pent-up pressure from the day,” Josie replied in a voice that dripped with seduction.
“Um, I would, but I usually do my workouts in the morning, and I need to get home to Aurora,” Liam replied.
“You don’t know what you’re missing. Maybe I will join you for one of your morning workouts, if you wouldn’t mind?” Josie said, her tone still carrying a seductive and suggestive undertone.
“Yeah, sure that would be great, Its alway good to have a work out with someone else.” Liam said starting to get little more flustered.
Josie’s tone somehow flipped a switch, and the events of the morning rushed back–the shower encounter, the meetings with both Jacy and Josie. Liam felt a surge of arousal, and his cock started to stiffen in his shorts. Confusion flooded his mind. What was happening? Josie was a coworker, attractive, yes, but he had always maintained a professional distance. Yet, today, there had been something different about her, something enticing. Her flirtatious behavior was hard to ignore. And now, she looked incredible–almost as if she had aged backward by 10 years. He needed to change the subject, to clear the lustful fog that was clouding his thoughts.
“So Austin tells me you’re the one who found Jacy? She seems like a significant improvement from Glenda. Austin also mentioned that you took an unconventional approach–almost like scouting a player–by doing some undercover reconnaissance on her coaching skills before reaching out. It’s a different strategy, and considering the past issues we had, the traditional hiring process clearly didn’t work well. Did you gather any insights about her? You must have, considering you recommended her and invested a couple of weeks observing her,” Liam inquired, intrigued by Josie’s unique and effective approach.
“Oh, she was incredible. The whole experience down there was life-changing for me. I went through a transformation during my time spent there. She’s going to bring a breath of fresh air to this college. I sense major changes on the horizon, ones that will open us all up to new possibilities. And, Liam, I believe you’ll also undergo a transformation of your own,” Josie said, her tone still laced with seduction but now infused with excitement.
“Well, I’m hopeful that she can address the issues with the volleyball program. You’re right, that could potentially trigger positive changes for the entire school. Elevating that sport could bring us national recognition and even boost enrollment. And if she can offer insights to help us rethink our approach, that’s definitely something we can benefit from,” Liam responded.
Stepping into the front foyer of the athletic department offices, their attention was immediately drawn to a shirtless football player, proudly displaying his well-defined physique as he confidently approached them. Liam couldn’t help but notice a fleeting, hungry look in Josie’s eyes–a look that resembled that of a lioness on the prowl, hungry and ready to sexually devour her prey. This observation added another layer of intrigue to her playful words. The unexpected intensity of her gaze left him wondering about the true intentions behind her suggestive invitation.
Without missing a beat, Josie’s voice cut through the air with a playful tone, seamlessly transitioning the conversation. “Ah, there’s my running buddy. Hey, Liam, any chance I can still convince you to change your mind? We could make it a three-way,” she suggested with a mischievous grin, her words carrying a playful hint of naughtiness.
“Um, I should probably get going. Have a great workout,” Liam said, tearing his gaze away from Josie reluctantly as they went their separate ways. His body had reacted, his arousal evident by the tightening in his shorts. A voice in his head whispered enticingly, suggesting he could join Josie and the football player, but Liam pushed that thought aside. He had a commitment to Aurora, a promise he intended to keep. As tempted as he was, he needed to head home; Aurora was waiting for him, and he couldn’t let her down. The battle between his desires raged on within him, leaving him torn and confused about this sudden attraction to Josie.
Liam’s thoughts churned in a tumultuous whirl as he exited the office. The image of Josie with the football player had ignited a firestorm of conflicting emotions within him. His body was both inflamed with desire and restrained by a sense of duty to his relationship with Aurora. His arousal strained against his shorts, a tangible reminder of the magnetic pull that Josie seemed to exert on him.
As he neared his home, the intensity of his yearning only increased. Thoughts of Aurora flooded his mind, mingling with the lingering allure of Josie. The anticipation of reconnecting with his wife, sharing intimate moments with her, filled him with a mixture of excitement and guilt. Liam couldn’t shake the bewildering effect Josie’s presence had on him. It was as if his world had been turned upside down, caught between his unwavering commitment to Aurora and the unexpected and primal desires Josie had stirred within him.
THE END OF CHAPTER TWO