My Wife\'s Gym Classes Part One
30th Jun 2009
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My Wife’s Gym Classes Part One by Damien
My wife Sarah is in her forties now, but she is still slim, blonde and attractive. She is also very pretty and petite. Image is very important in her work as a lawyer. A few months ago she joined a fitness club run by a guy at the office where she works. She had been to a top boarding school where they wore navy blue knickers (full briefs) for P.E. My wife is a hoarder and kept a lot of her stuff from schooldays, including half a dozen pairs of navy blue knickers.
My wife stunned me when she came downstairs ready for her first fitness session. The guy from work was picking her up. She came into the lounged with her coat undone and all she was wearing underneath was a thin white top that clearly showed off her lacy bra and a pair of tight fitting navy blue knickers. She has slender thighs, which meant that the flat space between her legs was very noticeable. The material was also very clingy so that little was left to the imagination in respect of the little bald pussy and bulging sex mound.
I was quite stunned and them penis stirred at the thought of going outside wearing so little under her coat. She was even wearing make up and perfume from her day at work. I couldn’t believe that she was going to get into another man’s car and that he was going to see her in her little navy blue knickers and top. No man could look at her, with her long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, her breasts and pussy mound bulging out of her skimpy costume, and not think of sex. It would be impossible, especially when she took her coat off and people could see her cute little bottom and tiny waist.
I thought about asking her to wear something a bit more sensible, but at that moment I heard a car crunching over the gravel outside the big bay window. It was such an old looking van. I peered through the curtains and saw that it was being driven by middle aged bald headed black guy. Sarah, now standing beside me exclaimed in her terribly posh voice: ‘Oh my God, he told me he had an MG and he has come in the old van he uses for work.’
I looked shocked. ‘I thought you said it was a bloke from work who was calling for you.’ I said indignantly, horrified that my wife was going to get into a dirty van with some big black guy at wearing only knickers and a skimpy top under a coat that was gaping open. But the curious thing was that I had a massive hard on.
Sarah replied, ‘He is from work, he works for the security firm that looks after the office. He knows about fitness and has a part time job as a bouncer. Must go darling’ she said, giving me a little peck on the cheek, but careful not to spoil her lipstick. With that she flitted to the hall and front door, her blue coat still gaping open. I watched the black man’s eyes as she walked towards his van, her coat still open, the black man’s eyes making no secret that they were focused on her well defined crotch. Her coat was wide open as she settled into her seat. She had to pull it across herself to avoid shutting it in the van door. The black man’s eyes were looking down at her crotch as she did so. As they drover away, all sorts of dirty thoughts were in my head. I had to rush to the downstairs bathroom and masturbate because the knowledge that that big black guys had seen my elegant little wife in just knickers and skimpy top was too much for me. I felt jealous and excited at the same time.
If this story is posted I will write more.
My wife Sarah is in her forties now, but she is still slim, blonde and attractive. She is also very pretty and petite. Image is very important in her work as a lawyer. A few months ago she joined a fitness club run by a guy at the office where she works. She had been to a top boarding school where they wore navy blue knickers (full briefs) for P.E. My wife is a hoarder and kept a lot of her stuff from schooldays, including half a dozen pairs of navy blue knickers.
My wife stunned me when she came downstairs ready for her first fitness session. The guy from work was picking her up. She came into the lounged with her coat undone and all she was wearing underneath was a thin white top that clearly showed off her lacy bra and a pair of tight fitting navy blue knickers. She has slender thighs, which meant that the flat space between her legs was very noticeable. The material was also very clingy so that little was left to the imagination in respect of the little bald pussy and bulging sex mound.
I was quite stunned and them penis stirred at the thought of going outside wearing so little under her coat. She was even wearing make up and perfume from her day at work. I couldn’t believe that she was going to get into another man’s car and that he was going to see her in her little navy blue knickers and top. No man could look at her, with her long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, her breasts and pussy mound bulging out of her skimpy costume, and not think of sex. It would be impossible, especially when she took her coat off and people could see her cute little bottom and tiny waist.
I thought about asking her to wear something a bit more sensible, but at that moment I heard a car crunching over the gravel outside the big bay window. It was such an old looking van. I peered through the curtains and saw that it was being driven by middle aged bald headed black guy. Sarah, now standing beside me exclaimed in her terribly posh voice: ‘Oh my God, he told me he had an MG and he has come in the old van he uses for work.’
I looked shocked. ‘I thought you said it was a bloke from work who was calling for you.’ I said indignantly, horrified that my wife was going to get into a dirty van with some big black guy at wearing only knickers and a skimpy top under a coat that was gaping open. But the curious thing was that I had a massive hard on.
Sarah replied, ‘He is from work, he works for the security firm that looks after the office. He knows about fitness and has a part time job as a bouncer. Must go darling’ she said, giving me a little peck on the cheek, but careful not to spoil her lipstick. With that she flitted to the hall and front door, her blue coat still gaping open. I watched the black man’s eyes as she walked towards his van, her coat still open, the black man’s eyes making no secret that they were focused on her well defined crotch. Her coat was wide open as she settled into her seat. She had to pull it across herself to avoid shutting it in the van door. The black man’s eyes were looking down at her crotch as she did so. As they drover away, all sorts of dirty thoughts were in my head. I had to rush to the downstairs bathroom and masturbate because the knowledge that that big black guys had seen my elegant little wife in just knickers and skimpy top was too much for me. I felt jealous and excited at the same time.
If this story is posted I will write more.
