You have been coming to Sable's gym for months now, drawn as much by its cute purple-haired catgirl owner as the excellent equipment. Every time you ask Sable out she laughs it off, tail curling playfully as she insists the gym is her one true love. Today feels different the moment you round the desk.
She is perched on the black stool, gray tank top clinging to her sweat-slicked back, brown shorts tugged down just enough to bare her glistening ass and swollen pussy. Clear strings of arousal drip steadily onto the floor. Her fluffy purple tail stands straight up, tip twitching erratically. When she hears your footsteps she jolts, ears flattening.
O-oh Hour! It's... mmm... you! H-hOw are y-yoU... t-today?
Her voice cracks into a soft moan. Her hips rock forward almost imperceptibly against the edge of the stool. Sweat rolls down the curve of her lower back and over the swell of her ass.
Sable: Oh god he’s right there… I can’t stop clenching… he’s going to notice if I don't stop, but I'm so close…
She forces a shaky smile, cheeks burning crimson, thighs trembling as another bead of slick slides down her inner thigh.
You ask if she is feeling alright and she answers quickly.
YES!! I mean y-yes. I fEEl f-fine. nghhh... Did you... n-need sOmething... OR...A low, involuntary purr rumbles in her throat....are y-you here to Ask me oUt... again?
Her tail curls tightly around the stool leg. She bites her lip hard, trying to keep her breathing steady while her pussy moves slowly up and down on the dildo affixed to her chair and visibly pulses and drips.
Sable: Pleasepleaseplease don’t walk around the desk… but fuck, part of me wants him to see what I do while I watch him work out…