The Vixen's Seductive PT Session

Minjun forced his gaze to stay locked on the counter staff as he approached. The moment he drew near, the two women who had been chatting and smiling at each other turned to look at him in perfect unison.

“First time here… how exactly do I use the place?” he asked.

The counter staff answered with a professional smile. “Ah… are you just signing up for a membership, or will you be adding PT sessions as well?”

“PT? I didn’t really come for that…”

“Oh my?! Why not, sir? Have you taken PT somewhere else before, or learned workouts on your own~?”

The female trainer standing beside the counter suddenly jumped into the conversation. She looked like the haughty, ultra-sexy type, yet the way she smiled with her eyes and asked in that coy, playful tone left him no choice but to play along even though he knew it was pure salesmanship.

“No… I’ve never learned any exercises separately.”

“Aigo! That won’t do at all!! The very beginning is the most important part of working out~ If you learn everything properly from a professional right from the start, your muscles will develop beautifully even when you train alone later, and you’ll prevent injuries too.”

She spoke enthusiastically, throwing in big gestures, but Minjun was far too busy stealing glances at the deep, tightly squeezed cleavage spilling out of her tight white sports bra to actually register her words.

“Ah… right.”

“We’ll build your workout routine, manage your diet—everything. PT is especially helpful for complete beginners who don’t know how to train properly on their own.”

“Ah… yes…”

“Um… sir?”

“…Yes. Yes, go on.”

The trainer’s voice snapped him back to reality. Even he knew he had been staring at her cleavage way too blatantly, so he hurriedly lifted his gaze—only to meet the hot-bodied trainer’s eyes directly.

‘Eek!’

His heart plummeted. Even though he was locking eyes with a stunning woman, what he felt wasn’t excitement but pure fear. Because he had unmistakably been eye-fucking her.

‘Shit… this is unfair!’

It sounded ridiculous to feel wronged after eye-raping someone, but Minjun genuinely felt wronged. Her hot body scored about twenty-two trillion out of ten. If it had been a normal ten-out-of-ten figure, he would have been confident in controlling his gaze. He might sneak a peek, but he wouldn’t send overt, perverted stares he couldn’t hold back.

But with a twenty-two-trillion-point, completely unrealistic, cheat-code body right in front of him, not sending lewd glances wasn’t merely difficult—it was impossible. Therefore, this was all her fault.

Of course, saying any of that out loud would probably earn him a slap and a lawsuit, so he simply stayed silent and waited for her verdict.

“Hmm~”

After a long, steady eye contact, she let out a tiny nasal sound and smiled ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sweetly. She clearly knew he had been staring at her cleavage, yet instead of getting angry she gave him a seductive, foxy little grin.

That vixen-like expression scored a direct hit on his tastes. For an entirely different reason, his heart sank again.

‘Fuck… she’s so goddamn hot…’

“Umm… if you’re unsure, you can always try a free PT session first and decide afterward…”

“…Will you be the one teaching me personally?”

Minjun looked straight at her, indirectly conveying that he had zero interest in PT unless it came from her. A fox like her would definitely catch the real meaning.

“Of course. I’ll give it my absolute best.”

She smiled with her eyes again, tucking her long straight hair behind one ear. The way she deliberately omitted the word “PT” felt like a subtle, deliberate tease. He knew it was probably just his dirty imagination, but with her it seemed entirely possible.

If Yeonju was a puppy, this woman was a fox—a nine-tailed gumiho, to be exact.

“…I’ll look forward to it, then.”

“Yes. Please do look forward to it, sir.”

It was strange. He wasn’t sure if he was the only one feeling it, but a peculiar current flowed between him and the female trainer. The kind of current that made him worry he might pop a raging erection in the middle of the workout.

Squats were undeniably a lewd exercise. Especially when performed with a hot-bodied trainer like her.

“Member, you need to drop your hips… lower.”

She pressed herself right against his side, correcting his pathetic squat form. Every subtle touch across his body made the entire workout feel like foreplay. With her body glued so close, even breathing became difficult. Each time he caught the intense, feminine pheromone scent that only came from a rigorously trained physique, his cock twitched and swelled.

On top of that, she was wearing nothing but leggings and a sports bra. The visual assault was brutal. Her cleavage was on full display as a baseline, but what really stole his eyes was the impossible ratio—her slim upper body paired with an unrealistically plump, firm, almost explosive ass and thighs that seemed ready to burst the fabric.

Sex with a body like that… wouldn’t his dick actually get crushed?

“Alright, let’s move on to the next exercise~”

The erotic PT session continued. Eventually it became too hard to hold back, so from the middle onward Minjun openly stared at her body. Yet despite his blatant hungry looks, she never escalated. She kept delivering those subtle touches and body contact, but gave no reaction to his gaze, which only left him more frustrated.

If she had matched the intensity in his eyes and touched him more boldly, he would have pushed harder. But she danced so perfectly along the line between subtle and overt that he couldn’t find an opening.

It was frustrating, but simply staying frustrated without acting would be the worst outcome. He needed to create a breakthrough somehow.

“Whew… Teacher, how do you manage your weight? I’m trying to lose some fat…”

While grinding through chest presses, he threw out the first thing that came to mind. It wasn’t yet time for personal questions, so he needed to build rapport with normal conversation first.

“Hmm. Honestly, chicken breast and salad is the most effective… but I love eating too much, so I just do one meal a day. I eat whatever I want, just once.”

“Ah… one meal a day… whew… I should try that. But isn’t starving hard?”

“You get used to it. Starving becomes a habit… Actually, I forgot I was even on that schedule until you asked. Ah, you need to drop your shoulders more. Come on, five more reps.”

It was something he could have fixed himself, but she deliberately leaned in and placed her hands on his shoulders. Thanks to that, her magnificent cleavage filled his entire field of vision. It was deep and imposing. Not as absurdly huge as Mi-hee noona’s, but definitely past a C-cup, and even in that tight bra the breasts maintained a perfect teardrop shape that defied gravity.

The way her chest stood proud against gravity after so much training was beyond hot—it was almost inspirational.

“Whew… I see… whew… So what time do you usually eat?”

“After work, so around five. Still, it’s better to eat before six.”

“Ungh… whew… Then would you like to have dinner with me today at five?”

Her hand on his shoulder twitched. The surprise hit landed cleanly, and satisfaction bloomed in his chest. Even a world-class vixen like her apparently hadn’t expected him to throw the invitation while grinding out chest presses.

It was a little abrupt, but there wouldn’t be a better chance, so he cast the line without hesitation.

“…What’s on the menu?”

A bite. She paused—whether genuinely hesitating or pretending—he couldn’t tell. Then she glanced at him with a slightly pouty expression he hadn’t seen before. The look was so fox-like that he wanted to bury his face between her breasts and inhale deeply.

“Whew… Well? Anything expensive?”

“Why? Do I look like the type who only likes expensive things?”

Her tone sounded slightly offended, but the friendliness underneath remained. Since he couldn’t predict the answer she wanted, he simply gave the best reply he could come up with.

“No. Don’t misunderstand. It’s not that you look like you like expensive things—you just look beautiful… whew… Since you only eat once a day, I wanted to treat you to something really good if possible… haaa…”

After finishing the five reps, Minjun stood up and faced her directly. She said nothing, simply offering a faint smile while meeting his gaze head-on. Her eyes were filled with unmistakable lust—blatant, combative lust. At this point it was more accurate to say she was the one eye-fucking him.

‘Whoa, intense. Eyes as hot as that body… If this goes well… I might be the one getting eaten instead of doing the eating.’

It felt like he had poked a perfectly quiet beehive, but he wiped the sweat from his face with the towel around his neck and spoke as calmly as he could.

“…If ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you don’t like expensive, should we go cheap?”

“No~ Since we’re eating anyway, we should eat something expensive.”

“Good. Then… what’s next on the workout, teacher?”

“We’ll finish with some cooldown exercises and then I’ll give you a muscle-relaxing massage. Ah, and could I see your phone for a moment?”

He obediently unlocked it and handed the device over. She took it, entered her number, and returned it.

“That’s my number. Contact me anytime.”

“Yes, teacher.”

“Aah… and just for a second, lean your ear over here…”

She glanced around, then gestured secretly like a stockbroker about to leak triple-A information that even his parents shouldn’t hear. Minjun tilted his head as instructed. She pressed close and whispered directly into his ear, her breath hot and sweet.

The lewd tickling sensation against his ear made his whole body tense involuntarily.

“You shouldn’t work out too hard here… We might end up working out together again tonight, just the two of us~”

“Ah……”

He tried to suppress the surge of arousal, but it was useless. The sudden dirty talk hit him regardless of time or place, and his pathetic cock sprang to full attention.

To be honest, the workout with her had been a total failure. His nerves had been completely occupied by her seductive touches, so he barely got to test the enhanced physical ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠abilities he had been curious about.

But the muscle-relaxing massage she gave afterward was on another level. She straddled his back while he lay on the massage bed, pressing firmly into his muscles with both hands and stretching his body in every direction. By the end, every bone in his body felt realigned and every knot had melted away.

The only downside was that the pleasure had been so intense that pre-cum kept leaking from his still-hard cock, which had been slightly embarrassing. Other than that, the experience had been damn near perfect.

So satisfied was he that, after the session, he immediately bought thirty PT sessions. At eighty thousand won each, even just the finishing massages would make it worth the price, so he paid the full amount in one clean lump sum.

‘Aigo…’

After showering and leaving the fitness club, the moment he tried to get into his car every relaxed muscle in his body began trembling like pudding. It felt as if his body wasn’t listening to him and was floating freely, but thankfully he could still drive.

“Whew… how much did I spend?”

He climbed into the car and opened the app. A little over two hundred million on physical enhancement, one hundred eighty million on the car purchase including taxes, and another two and a half million on PT. Even excluding the minor expenses, today’s big spends alone totaled around four hundred million won. With four hundred twenty million originally in the account, he had nearly emptied it—but strangely, he wasn’t worried at all.

“Kk~ This is exactly the taste I wanted.”

Just driving the brand-new Porsche with its roof open around the Gangnam streets had already earned him thirty million points.

‘If I earned this much driving around during the day… during peak hours I could easily pull a hundred million in a single day, right?’

Reality had faded so completely that it felt like he was inside a game. There used to be an item in an old game that generated money just by walking around. His current situation was almost identical. The only difference was that the game paid per step while he earned per press of the accelerator, which actually made it easier to farm money than the game.

‘I’m curious how many points I’ll get if I pick up the trainer soon and drive around with her.’

Having another income source called FLEX points besides sex made him feel incredibly secure. What was even better was that there were still countless ways left to flex. The immediate addition he wanted was, of course, a beautiful woman in the passenger seat. For today, driving around with the trainer seemed like the perfect choice.

‘Hmm… what else could I add… Oh, maybe a watch?’

When he thought of things that would make people envious, jealous, and covetous, a watch instantly came to mind. A young guy driving a roofless sports car with a stylish timepiece ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on the arm casually draped out the window—that would be the perfect finishing touch.

‘Wow… just imagining it already pisses me off in the best way. Yeah. When it comes to flexing, a luxury watch is essential.’