Silver Buttons

The Dojo

The next couple of weeks proved to be fruitful for Jessi, she watched in hot anticipation for the airing of Terry's Cobra Kai commercial. At the end of the commercial when a small map appeared on the screen and Terry's voiceover said there were other locations opening, he gave a shoutout to Jessi for the design of the gi's.

Business was booming, Jessi hired two full time helpers and a part time seamstress to work on orders in the back if the distributer already had too many orders.

Jessi bit the bullet, closing early every Friday at 3:30, she decided to go over to Cobra Kai. Changing into a pair of leggings and a tank top, throwing her hair up in a ponytail she wandered over. Kicking her sandals off at the shoe cubbies.

Rounding the corner she looked in awe at the fountain near the entry, spotted the juice bar in the corner, the amount of exercise equipment and high tech gadgets shocked her.

'Well, Terry is a millionaire, nothing but the best for his students,' she thought to herself. It was quiet, no one else was around. Walking by a number of mats and mirrors she found a set of stairs that lead up to Terry's office.

She knocked quietly on the door, hearing Terry call from inside.

Opening the door, Terry's expression softened, grinning widely at the sight that stood before him.

Jessi coyly leaned against the door frame, "Ready for my lessons, Sensei Silver."

Terry steadied his breathing as he stood, gesturing towards a chair in front of his desk, "Please, Jessi."

Jessi bit her lip, seeing Terry in nothing but a black tank top, showing off his muscles, and his gi pants, he didn't leave much to the imagination.

Sitting across from one another, they eyed each other.

Terry broke the silence, "So you decided to join my dojo?" cocking his head to the side, eyeing her cleavage that peeked through the top of her tank top, "I hope business has been good for you," his eyes met with hers.

Jessi beamed, "Terry, thank you so so so, much for giving me that shoutout in the commercial. I've been so busy, I had to hire a few people to help me with the orders coming in."

Terry's ego was stroked, that much was certain, he was glad to hear that business had been good for her. He wanted to help her and take care of her, soon enough, she would be his on his arm at every event.

They sat, joking and talking for an hour before Terry approached the subject of Jessi joining the dojo, "I regret to say adult classes are Mondays and Wednesdays, first class from 12 to 2, then the next class 3 to 5. I close early on Fridays so I can enjoy the weekend."

Jessi's face went red, pressing her fingers to her mouth she giggled with embarrassment, "Oh no," she laughed, "I closed early today to start class, yet you close early so you can get the heck out of here."

Terry smiled at her amusement, "I can give you private lessons if you can't make it to the other classes. I don't mind closing and giving you my attention; the amount of times you've closed for me and gave me your attention, please. Let me."

Her lips pressed together, hiding a smile, "Ok," she said quietly.

"And, you won't pay a red cent to be a part of my dojo. I want to extend the same courtesy to you that you have to me," Terry urged.

Jessi's eyes widened, "O-Oh, okay."

Terry rose, and had Jessi follow him downstairs. Taking her to a smaller grappling area, there were no windows, he wanted no interruptions or eyes on them.

"So, you've played sports before, what did you play?" He asked, watching her on the ground stretch.

She looked up at him through her thick dark lashes, "I played fastpitch, I was a gymnast for a while, some lacrosse, a couple seasons of soccer, and then I did track and field for a little bit."

His brows raised, impressed with her array of sports.

"I will teach you three things here at Cobra Kai, desire, devotion and discipline," he circled her as she stood, ready for her lesson, "The first two I can't give you, the last one I can, but you must be willing to receive it," he stopped in front of her, a smirk ghosting on his face, "Are you willing to receive it?"

She looked at him, her large green eyes melting into his, "Yes, Sensei."

'Shit... you'll be receiving more than just discipline in due time,' his devilish thoughts screamed.

"Your first test," he eyed her, closing the space between them, "Take me down, by any means necessary."

She got into a fighting position, bouncing on the balls of her feet, she had never fought, but she knew enough to keep her hands up. What she wasn't prepared for how quickly Terry came at her with the punches and kicks, holding back just enough to not hurt her. She was showing plenty of potential, he salivated as she managed to strike him.

"Come on, let me see what you got," Terry coaxed her. Terry loved a fight, regardless of the opponent.

Jessi underestimated Terry, he had stamina for days as they fought on, sweat beginning to sheen on their skin. Managing to avoid Terry's onslaught of attacks, she used the muscle memory she still had of being a gymnast, back hand springing, avoiding a kick. She thought about using his weight and size against him.

Clinging to his front, trying to use her momentum to knock him down, alas, he stumbled back, but stayed on his feet, Jessi's legs and arms wrapped around him. She stopped, her face red as a tomato, Terry smirked, lightly wrapping his hands around her back.

"Well, this is unexpected, what were you hoping to do?" His face inches from hers.

She froze, giggling from embarrassment, "Well... It didn't work. I was going to use your weight against you but I'm too small to make any difference apparently."

They chuckled, she attempted to unlock herself from him, but Terry kept a firm grip on her, his lips brushing against her ear, "You are a naughty little thing, wrapping yourself around me like this," he said darkly.

He could feel her breasts heave against his own chest, her small hands gripped his broad shoulders, the moment between the two of them stopped time, if only for a moment. Looking back, who's to say who initiated the kiss.

Jessi found herself wrapped around Terry Silver, his arms curled around her waist, their lips pressed together. Parting to catch some air they gazed into each other before deepening the kiss. Jessi moaned into Terry's mouth before pulling back, "I think this is a lesson to be continued next week, Sensei," she whispered against his soft lips.

His cock twitched and hardened impatiently in his gi pants, he smirked a wolfish grin, "I look forward to it, same time?"

"Same time," she confirmed, before pressing her lips to his once more while cupping his face.

Terry gingerly placed Jessi on her feet. They shared a deep, longing look into each other before Terry guided Jessi back to the front for her sandals, his large hand at the small of her back.

He enjoyed watching her hips sway as she made her way back up the sidewalk to her shop. She turned, feeling his eyes on her, looking over her shoulder she grinned and waved, flirtatiously.

'Fuck,' Jessi thought to herself before speaking aloud to no one but herself, "Shit, Jessi... Do you actually like someone?" She giggled, sliding down the door with it at her back, her reddened face in her hands, she touched her lips, "He is a damn good kisser..."

Terry stood in his office, hands on his hips, a grin plastered on his face, 'She'll be mine in due time.'