You felt time freeze, you were being exceptionally weird to your sensei and you showed how quickly your composure could break.
However as you snapped back into your senses, nothing had really changed. Tiff was still pummeling you with her kicks. Suddenly she halts from kicking you and for a brief few seconds you wonder if she processed what you had exclaimed prior.
Again, her foot slaps across your face causing you to release an oof.
"HAHAH oh mate, you were not expecting that one. Seems like you had enough for a bit, how does a break sound"
You're panting a bit and weren't in much of a talking mood and Tiff said, "Hey I'm gonna run to my office real and just check some records... I'll be ready for round two afterwards. Ooh its gonna be such a treat, I have some more kicks I want to show you"
You watched sensei walk off into the other room, the dirt of her soles caught your attention. After a bit you had some energy left and decided to crawl towards her office. She's busy typing imputing whatever she has to do.
You crawl up next to her, shes still in her white gi, and she says, "boy I really did a number, I didn't mean to make your legs stop working"
You're still in the state of no caring, and you move your way under her desk and lay on your back. You grab one foot and start massaging it, kneading all across her soles.
She's taken back by the sudden gesture, "Oh sweetie, no you don't have to do... wow wow wow your hands are magical. You don't know how much stress these puppies go through each session. You wouldn't mind keeping that up while I do some work up here"
You kiss her foot and she takes that as a yes. She plants her other foot on your face and begins rubbing it into your face.
For an hour you lay there kissing, massaging, and smelling her feet.
Tiff then taps your face with her foot and tells ya her work is done. You rise up but only to your knees since your body hasn't had time to rest.
"Gosh mate, that was great. I feel rejuvenated to the max... I could kick you for hours. Well only if you could handle it" she says laughing and grinning.
Your vision hadn't fully adjusted from the dark under the desk so Tiff waves her hand in front of you, signaling if you're present.
Tiff grabs your face with her big hands and transfers the warmth of them to you. "This outta wake up your cognitive thought fella, are you with me yet"
The warmth was getting the blood flowing but not in your head, it was flowing to your woody who has been growing steady over the course of this lesson.
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