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Bridget finally had her long-awaited one-on-one session with her coach under the golden glow of the setting sun. The tennis court was quiet—just the soft echo of their movements. There was an unspoken tension in the air, a charged rhythm between them that pulsed stronger with every passing moment. Bridget, feeling playful and bold, teased him with a mischievous smile and subtle movements that left little to the imagination.<br><br>Her coach, visibly flustered yet intrigued, tried to keep the focus on the drills, but the chemistry between them blurred the lines. When their eyes met, something shifted—tension gave way to surrender. They drew closer, heat building between glances and brush of hands. It was no longer just about tennis; it became a moment of unspoken desire and connection, culminating in a shared release of energy neither of them had anticipated.<br><br>By the time the evening ended, Bridget left the court not just as a student, but as someone who had shared something deepl
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