Simon let go of Amanda's hands and lifted his body so that he was in a kneeling postion between his clients parted legs. She was a beauty and Simon felt his stirring intensified , he was fairly certain that he'd been given a green light about th only thing she hadn't said was 'fuck me I'm your's' By nature he was a confident type of guy he had spent a childhood pushing himself tackling new challenges head on and when he failed he got up dusted himself off and tried again untill success came.<br/><br/>To pause in doubt now went against the grain. Simon lifted his tight shirt off his body and over his head revealing a toned hard body, pure muscle built on the back of years of Krav Maga and a sports dominated life, he had a soft tan having just been thought a southern hemisphere summer. A smile touched his face, as his hands now moved to Amanda's training outfit that hugged tight to her form he didn't say a word as he removed the unifrom with skilled hands. When he was  finished his eyes feasted on her body "Get in your knees" his words had a tone of command and as his client obeyed, Simon smoothly lifted his body from a kneeling position to standing up , He removed his bagging training pants revealing tight training shorts a large bulge snaked down the inside of one his legs. He didn't need to say anything as he stood infront of Amanda he knew now that she would know exactly what to do ...and soon , soon he'd fine out just how fit she was and with that in his mind the bulge in his shorts grew longer .