Both of us like to work out but at different gyms. My wife does hers mainly early mornings and I attend around mid to late mornings. We normally see each other first thing and then at evening meal time. I enjoy a lot of spare time whereas she is attached to a business which occupies a lot of the day and some evening events as well. However she was approached by a young lad who was trying to work out some of the apparatus without success. She noticed he was standing behind her and to one side and pressing buttons without getting anywhere. As she finished her session she realised he was really pissed off so she asked if she could help. He seemed embarrassed but said the equipment did not work. As she knew the system she explained and demonstrated and his eyes lit up as he realised how simple the operating was when you followed the correct steps. After that he kept asking her to show him several other exercise equipment and she patiently showed him. As she finished and after a shower she was leaving the gym when he approached her and said thanks for the information. He then cheekily asked when she was there again in case he had any difficulties. Telling him she was often there at half six when she could go, but it was never certain due to her work. She drove off and that night explained what had gone off between him and her. I said it seemed harmless enough and if he made her feel uncomfortable to find a gym member or employee and report him. She said he seemed harmless enough and left it there. A few days later she said he was there again and used equipment next to her all the time, sort of following her round and watching her. I asked if he was distracting her and she said she felt ok but wondered why he was always there as there were only three other guys in there regularly but he never bothered them. I asked if she thought he might fancy her and she said that it had crossed her mind but he seemed extra shy. I said it sounded like an infatuation to me and maybe she should decide whether to confront him and ask him to stop or ask if he wanted a date. She said that might be a bit much but she wanted some sort of solution and quick. Next day she rang me from her mobile saying he was in there again and she had spoken to him at length and he had got embarrassed but admitted she was the girl of his dreams. She said she was older than him by over twenty years, him nineteen and she forty one. I reminded her that she was one sexy woman and I thought she maybe should give him a date. Two days later she sent me a text to say she had his phone number and was contemplating her next step. That night at home she was very busy on her mobile while doing some work on her laptop. She was not concentrating on her work, endlessly replying to the mobile which buzzed several times each hour. I ignored the situation and waited until Liz came to bed. She was on heat as soon as she got between the sheets, rubbing my already hard cock. 'Got a confession to make' she said in my ear. 'Oh yeah, tell me about it' I asked. 'You know the lad at the gym? Well he wants to meet me for a drink' This had my attention. I began to respond, rubbing my cock against her thigh and asking her questions about her feelings. I learned she had become quite turned on by his gazing at her body, which was usually covered in lycra and thus showing her figure in its glory, her nipples and her cameltoe expressing sexual emotions which were hard to hide, especially when turned on. She admitted that she had spoken to him more often than she had admitted and that he was often staring at her body when she looked at reflections in the mirrors around the gym. She had begun doing weight work and bending over frequently and he seemed very excited by her bum. The early morning sessions seemed to turn them both on and she often noticed the lump in his shorts as he had stopped wearing lycra bottoms himself due to the difficulty in hiding his erection. The question of a meeting was raised and she said it looked difficult as he lived at home and she did not want him to come to ours so a hotel room was the solution. I asked if she was ready for a meeting. She said she was and had been thinking about it for a couple of months now. I said it was fine with me. She then admitted they had been kissing and she had felt his cock through his shorts a couple of times so they both knew what a meeting would entail, and it was not playing Monopoly. Liz has a lovely firm body and her age has defied her looks, she looks mid thirties or even younger despite having two kids. I am proud of her and have been happy for her to enjoy other men at her leisure. The hotel was booked and I paid as a confirmation of my consent and love for her. We booked it for a Wednesday evening as I thought it would be obvious as they went for the keys how big the age gap was and the way I wanted her to dress was going to express exactly what the room was going to be used for. I insisted she wear indecently risque clothing with high heels and that we were going to shop for them. We got a few things from the internet which arrived three days before. A tight red dress with zip right down the front, a half cup bra, stockings and new suspender belt to match and a split crutch thong which covered next to nothing. I was delighted with the slutty effect, she was doubtful about wearing it in public but I insisted that as she was going to be fucked by a young guy then she should be brave enough to show it. How I got away with it I will never know, but I think she was desperate for his cock and so allowed this near humiliation in order to win her prize. I made her agree to meet him in the bar downstairs and I would sit nearby but apart from her until he arrived. on the night she was dressed in the clothes almost looking like a prostitute. Pretty Woman came to mind. We drove to the hotel and I made her get out and enter separately from me. I followed a few minutes later. She was sitting at the hotel bar on a high stool and her stocking tops were showing. The few people in the place were aware of this sexy woman alone and waiting for somebody as she refused a couple of approaches from drinkers. Then he arrived, a nervous slim lad looking his tender age. He saw her and stood close by while she ordered a drink for him. She looked around and then gave him a kiss for my benefit. I winked and went to the reception then rang her and told her to get her room key and take him up in the lift. I sat in the lobby studying brochures and saw them go to the desk and she asked for the key for the booking and quoted my name, then signed in and took the keycard. They returned to the bar and finished their drinks and then came past me and took the lift, kissing and hugging for my benefit. I then left the hotel and returned home, knowing I would get the full story on her return next morning. At half past eight she arrived by taxi and entered by the front door. She looked gorgeous but tired. I helped her out of the coat and her dress bore some stains which were white and obviously dried cum. Her hair was not as tidy as when she left and as I removed her dress, her thong was gone and the pussy lips were still pink and swollen and very well used. She had no idea how many times he had been inside her but she said she was well filled from his cock and she was amazed at his staying power after a very quick come in the first ten minutes. They had got to the room and without waiting to draw the curtains, he was mauling her breasts over her dress until she stopped him and showed him how to slow down and enjoy the evening and night. His innocent energy was great and his enthusiasm was fantastic as he fucked her every way he knew and then learned a few tricks from my loving wife as she showed him the joys of being sucked by a true expert. She admitted his spunk tasted nicer than mine and that he became an avid cocksucking fan after none of his girlfriends had any expertise. I asked how many times they had fucked and she admitted she just did not know as it seemed to go on most of the night with intermittent shots of spunk from him and generally small and almost continuous orgasms for her, nothing mind blowing, just gentle lifts in sensitivity and little gasps as he thrust deep inside her. They were naked together for ten hours and took showers together and fucked and sucked almost continuously and in their quiet moments, small talk of sexy experiences by her of other meetings had him stiff and randy and ready for more. When they left the hotel, she gave him a lift in her taxi and he asked for a repeat. She said it was a one off and hoped he was satisfied as she did not want to make a habit or ruin his chance of happiness with another girl, but that she was happily married and the sex was just an experience for them both