P is the MILF I train twice a week. She looks very good for her age, if you’re into the toned, fake boobed, slightly leathery look. She’s 40 and looks like what most 30-year olds look like. I know she’s always had a thing for me because she flirts incessantly. Twice she’s asked me to escort her to benefit lunches but I don’t date my clients. It’s a strict rule I have, but one that doesn’t stop me from dating their friends. Anyway, this morning, as I was holding up her abdomen and left arm to show her the Venus pose for toning the abs, she pushed he ass into my lower region and smiled. Irritated more than uncomfortable, I smiled weakly and wagged my finger at her to cover up my mild disgust. At which she reached for my finger and kissed it. It was a Fabio moment. I told her that she should know better but she grabbed my ass and said “You’re such a tease! That makes me even more wild.” Thankfully, she stopped her antics after that. If I was hard up for sex or desperately needed money, then I would partake. But as it stands, I’m just not that desperate, and P’s desperation is such a turn-off somehow. Somehow, desperation in a woman is far more unattractive than it is in a man.