Wife Gets a Personal Trainer – Part IV (A Temptation – Her POV)

I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and alive. The only thing I was disappointed about was that it was still going to be another 36 hours until I saw Chris, my dreamy new personal trainer whose attention awoke a lust in me that I hadn’t felt since I was dating my husband. My husband was the benefactor last night. I elected not to confess the fact that I had been attracted to Chris nor the more important fact that I felt his erection rub against me as we finished off the workout stretching.

On one hand, I thought my husband might be excited by my exchange with Chris. He liked watching Hotwife porn and regularly surfed r/hotwife on Reddit. He and I role-played me being a hotwife sometimes, and I’ve jacked him off to completion many a time telling him of my imaginary hotwife escapades. He knew that I thought it was hot, too, but in spite of him pushing sometimes for us to try something real, I had always had a clear boundary. This was meant for fantasy only.

I did this partially for me, because I never thought that the reality of a sexual exchange would be as good as an imaginary romp. But I also did this for him. He had flashes of jealousy and envy, and I thought that if I ever actually engaged with another man he may realize – too late – that he only wanted to play fantasy, too. What I have/had with my husband is good, and I have never wanted to fuck that up.

These were the internal battles I had for all of Tuesday. On Tuesday night my husband and I had another good sex session, and I felt so close to him. We hadn’t been this passionate with each other in years. While we always had fun in the sack, the sessions on Monday and Tuesday were incredible, memorable, and fun!

I kept the secrets to myself as I wrestled more on Wednesday, and chose not to say anything. I think part of me was afraid my husband might get upset and call off my training. I needed to see Chris at least once more. I craved his attention and felt uncontrollably hopeful that he might brush his cock against me another time. Flashes of sexy scenes went through my head as I imagined responding as an aggressive MILF, a timid lonely housewife, and all sorts of other ways to his advances.

I got to the gym and found myself flushed. I realized that my blood was flowing all to my excited pussy. Chris came in, this time wearing a tight t-shirt and some relatively short shorts. I could see his strong quads, and the shorts didn’t leave much to the imagination in the crotch department either! He wasn’t sporting the hard on I felt last time, but I found myself looking down at what was a very impressive member multiple times. I giggled inside as I imagined him asking me to please look at his eyes instead of his crotch, thinking of the many times men have started at my tits.

“Well, we hit lower body the other day, so this time we are going to focus on upper body pulling motions,” he said. Was he actually saying sexual things to me? Or was my horny slut just telling me dirty things as I imagine pulling his shorts down and pulling on his cock?

I just smiled and followed along as Chris gave me instructions on various upper body back and biceps workouts, and hoped that my inner dialogue was keeping inside – that I wasn’t showing Chris my attraction to him. I had promised myself that this would be a fantasy which would benefit sex between my husband and I, and while these nasty pornographic thoughts were pulsating through me, I wasn’t going to act on them. But as Chris showed me a special bicep curl, first by demonstrating it with his hot tight workout shirt, and watching his muscles tighten while actively reminding myself not to drool, and then as he stood behind me and I felt his strong chest and arms correct my form from time to time, I couldn’t help but think I was playing with fire. I loved my husband and am attracted to him. But he isn’t a fitness instructor in his 20’s.

In what felt like 10 minutes we were already 45 minutes in to the workout. “OK, so you did great on the upper body pull day. And we incorporated a few HIIT style activities so we don’t need to do much cardio today. I would recommend that you try to hit 10,000 steps a day walking, but we will only have a handful of sessions where I will make you push hard with a cardio activity.” My lips and voice betrayed me as I responded to him, “I wouldn’t mind you pushing me hard with a cardio activity every time.” I maybe could have recovered it with a sentence on how I liked the treadmill or elliptical, but for my face which was turning bright red and the fact I said it incredibly flirtatiously.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed,” Chris replied, sweetly. I think you could probably tell I wouldn’t mind pushing hard on you after the stretching we did on Monday!” My face returned slowly to its normal colour as I responded, “I took it as a compliment.” “I’m glad,” he replied.

“Let’s finish off with some stretching and then I would like to speak to you after the session today in my office. My last client cancelled so I have the time. I won’t charge you, I promise!” His tone was flirtatious and forward, and I liked how he told me what he wanted. He was alpha. He was still asking my permission, but in forward and strong way.

As I stretched on the floor with him touching various parts of my body I became so horny and wet. My imagination was running wild with scenarios of what might happen in his office. I knew for sure that I wouldn’t be initiating anything, and part of me hoped he had nothing sexual in mind. This was I could escape the gym honouring my promise to myself about my intentions.

“OK, that’s it. Please come to my office now,” Chris said. I just followed him. He was my trainer after all. He was in charge.

I followed him there and he opened the door for me. I walked in. He followed behind and closed it, locking it. I had noticed that no one else was in this back area.

I was looking at some photos and trophies he had displayed in a case when he told me, “turn around.” My heart stuttered as I turned around. I saw his hard on raging in his tight shorts. It was like it was begging to get out. It looked so much bigger than my husband’s.

He came close to me. “Do you like what you see?” He asked. I gulped, responding tentatively, “very much.”

“I do too. We are both adults here. Shall we take what we want?” He was so confident in the way he asked. “OK” I parsed out as he slid my hand down to his giant cock, guiding me to what I had been imagining constantly since Monday. It felt amazing to touch another man this way. He kissed me passionately as his hands explored my body while I began to rub the bulge in his shorts,impressed by its length and girth, and the fact that I was touching the first cock outside of my husband’s since I said. “I do.”

To be continued..

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12a0b0o/wife_gets_a_personal_trainer_part_iv_a_temptation