Josette couldn’t stop fidgeting as she waited to meet Claude. If he accepted her, her chances to compete with the world’s elite in gymnastics would drastically increase. She thought about the hours and effort she had put into her craft, and it had all come down to this moment if she wanted to take the next step. The door opened and a man’s voice with a French accent told her to enter. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest as she entered the room. Claude was sitting at his desk, head down, working away. She stood before him nervously biting her lower lip in silence waiting for him to speak. The rumours were that he was a bit eccentric. That was the kind way to say that the man was an arrogant asshole. He was strict, demanding, pompous, and an exacting perfectionist. If you weren’t prepared or couldn’t physically do all that he demanded, he would drop you and move on to the next prodigy. He only took the best, and his results showed it. After an excruciating five minutes, he finally acknowledged her. Josette could feel his critical eyes take in every inch of her body. He examined her figure, her posture, her every curve and feature. Although fully clothed, she felt completely naked under his gaze. “Be at my gym tomorrow morning at 8:00 AM sharp and we shall see what you can do.” He then ignored her and shifted his attention to his paperwork. Josette waited a few more minutes until it became obvious that no more would be said that day and snuck out of the room. The rest of the day and evening Josette wavered between elation that he had agreed to see her and fear that would she show poorly the next day. Trying to sleep that night was an exercise in futility. Not wanting to be late, she showed up early the next morning and changed into her leotard. She went through her stretching routine and began to limber up so that should would be ready and at her best. At precisely 8:00 AM, the door to the gym opened, and in walked Claude with his Starbucks coffee. He was in his forties and impeccably dressed in a stylish dress shirt, black pants and highly polished shoes. He was a slim man, no more than 5’10” with close cropped jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. He sported cinsel bilgiler a thin, well-manicured goatee. No pleasantries were exchanged, he began right into his speech. “I do not tolerate insubordination. Everything I do, I do for a reason, even if that reason is not obvious to you. When I ask you to do something, you will try with all that you possess to do it. If I ever suspect you aren’t giving 100%, I will call you out on it. If it happens a second time, our relationship is over. When we are alone, you will always perform naked…” “Naked?” Josette yelled out, interrupting him mid-sentence. “Don’t interrupt me when I’m speaking. If you want to succeed in this competitively you need to become very comfortable with your body. Judges will be watching your every move. Thousands of spectators will be eying you in nothing but a skin tight leotard. If you aren’t comfortable with your body, this isn’t the place for you.” His piercing eyes remained locked on her as he waited for her to agree. Josette was as comfortable with her body as an eighteen year old could be and had performed in many competitions in front of family and friends. But performing naked wasn’t something she had ever fathomed having to do. She forced a swallow down and with shaking hands, slowly disrobed in front of this man who she had known for no more than a combined fifteen minutes. Josette held her breath as she stood with an erect posture in front of him as he circled around her. His eyes drank in every detail of her body. She was 5’2” and her toned body was no more than a hundred pounds soaking wet. She had long red hair that was done up in a ponytail and sparking green eyes. Her breasts were on the smaller side with long nipples that extended out on the cool air of the gym. She was lightly freckled on her upper chest and cheeks. She was very cute. “Good. Now let’s begin.” Claude said and Josette finally expelled the air out of her lungs. Claude began working her through a series of poses and positions that would test her flexibility and dexterity. She was very self-conscious at first as many of the poses had her in very vulnerable positions in cinsellik bilgileri her naked state. Sitting in a full split with her back arched so that her head would almost touch the floor, resting on her back and neck with her legs split wide in the air, pulling her leg up high along the side of her body and holding it, and many others. What began as a terrifying experience became somewhat erotic for her as she became more and more comfortable. She found that the thought of being exposed as she was in front of a complete stranger to be a thrilling experience. When the session was over, she stood in front of him and awaited judgement. Claude spoke. “There is some raw talent there. Some things I can work with. Very rough around the edges and there is a lot of polish we would need to add, but there is a possibility I can mould you into something.” Josette blinked a couple of times and her heart began thumping wildly in her chest. Did he say what she thought he said? Her hands closed together and she was about to jump up in glee when his next words stopped her in her tracks. “But if you want me to take you on, I’m going to need you to suck my cock.” His words seemed to echo around the gym as she tried to find a response. “You want me to what?” “I told you when I walked into this gym this morning that if you want me to take you on, you will do all that I tell you when I tell you. I tolerate no insubordination. You can either follow my orders or leave and never come back.” The thoughts raced through Josette’s mind. Was he serious? Could she do this for a complete stranger? Was this really worth this much to her? If she left would she ever get an opportunity like this again? Josette collected herself and slowly kneeled in front of him on shaky legs. She reached out hesitantly and slowly undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. She pulled them down until his semi flaccid cock appeared before her eyes. Just as she took it in her hand and was about to wrap her mouth around it, he spoke again. “That’s enough. I wanted to see how committed you were. How far you were willing to go for this and what you were willing to sacrifice. cinsellik hakkında bilgiler I’m going to put you on a one month trial. We will meet weekly and see how you progress. Now get dressed and get out of here. Work on what we reviewed in this morning’s session. I will see you in a week. Same place. Same time.” Claude walked out of the gym without another word. Josette was left with an empty room and her thoughts as she got dressed and headed back home. On one hand she was mad at herself at what she had almost done. Was she really going to sell herself like that to forward her career? On the other hand, she felt disappointment that he had stopped her. She had to admit that she found the whole situation somewhat erotic. Sure he was quite a bit older than her, but he was a very handsome man none the less. Would she had been the first girl to sleep with her coach? Doubtful. The rest of the week was a buildup of expectation and desire for Josette. She dutifully practiced all that they had gone over in the evenings. And at night, her dreams became very erotic at the thoughts of this new situation in her life. She showed up early again the next week and this time waited for Claude to show up completely unclothed. At the start of the session, Claude explained that he had a routine he wanted her to learn. Each week they would work on it and add more on to it. At the end of the month she would perform it for him, and based on that performance he would decide if their partnership would become permanent. As they worked through the material, Claude would stop her and help position her body. An accidental touch of her breast here, his hand running over her bare ass there and by the end of it, she was highly sexually charged. Before she left, Claude told her again to suck his cock. Josette was surprised that he would test her again and chalked this up to his eccentricity. As last week, she kneeled in front of him and undid his pants. She reached out to grab his cock and waited for him to tell her to stop. When no words came, all of her anxiety, fear, and desire came rushing back. He was going to make her do it this time. She tentatively moved her mouth forward, opened her mouth wide, then closed it on the head of the shaft tasting and feeling the warm skin. With just that one taste, he stopped her again. He told her to get dressed, to work on what they talked about and to come back again next week. The weeks went on much the same, each week he would make her suck him longer and longer, and even began to fondle her.