I was wondering what I should do after having seen what I had with Das had stroked her trainer’s cock in public like that. Still I couldn’t help but look down at myself to what was an obvious tent forming on the front of my pants. Why was it that I was getting hard now? Is it that I actually am into the idea that my wife is having sex with another man? It was hard for me to deny that given how I see my own thing was hard as a rock.
I look back towards the gym and thought I’d just wait until it’s closing time then to see if she would bring him back to our home. So I stayed there hidden in the dark of the night & of the shadow of the building as time ticked by slowly second by second. It was already 10PM on my watch as I noticed more and more people leaving the gym yet I hadn’t seen neither Das nor her trainer. Which only started to make me more curious as to what was taking them so long.
I always recalled that their training sessions were at most always only an hour at longest, yet now its more than an hour. Fidgeting where I stood and trying to decide what to do, until eventually I made my decision. As I took step after step towards the gym and headed on inside past the doors. Her gym was one of those automatic ones so there wasn’t any receptionist but the gym goers using their membership cards to go in.
There was just a glass wall separating the entrance area to the main gym area where all the machines and the like are. And from what I could see I don’t see anyone else inside there, neither a hair not hide of Das nor the trainer. This only made my mind start to imagine what the two of them might be up to.
Seeing as to how there wasn’t anyone else around I did the only thing I could do as I vaulted over the waist high barrier and made my way around the gym. Perhaps that I might have just missed them in a corner somewhere, yet as I walked and walked until eventually I covered the whole gym area but upstairs and the ground floor. I couldn’t find them at all, which made me turn my attention to only one place left in the whole gym that I hadn’t checked. Turning my head until I finally caught sight of where I knew I had to check, the gym’s locker rooms.
Walking on over step by step as I felt my heart pounding in my chest, I made my way over closer and closer. I couldn’t hear anything out of the ordinary nor was there anything seemingly out of place. I looked over at the two doors that stood infront of me and without a second thought I knew I couldn’t just waltz into the women’s locker room. So if anything the most I could check was the men’s room, as I carefully and slowly pushed the door open to not make a sound as I headed on inside.
Where not even a few steps passed the door I already caught sight of something that made me feel as though there was a lump in my throat. Das’s sports bra was there in the middle of the floor, my eyes moving every onwards further in as I see next a man’s workout top, her workout shorts, his shorts, then the briefs and so on. Until finally the last article of clothing was infront of a closed shower door where I could hear the obvious sounds of a shower running on the other side.
Carefully as I could as I tip toed my way across to get closer only that not long after the sound of a woman’s moan made me half in my tracks. Das’s moans echoing over and over in the locker room, I could hear it clearly as I recognize her voice. Which was soon followed shortly after by a man’s soft grunts as well.
“Oh god your so big Michael….god I missed your cock inside of me.”
It was strange hearing my wife telling another man she missed his cock.
“It’s only been almost two weeks since I last fucked you Das. Is that husband of yours even doing his job properly to satisfy you? He was home the last week or so right? He must have given you a proper fucking.”
As the sounds of their bodies clapping against each other started to get louder and louder now as I hear him speeding up what could only be his thrusting into her.
“Urgh don’t talk about it….yes we had sex but….as usual he cums so fast and leaves me hanging…un…unlike…oh god harder baby….unlike you…”
Das started to moan and whimper louder now as I could now see 2 pairs of feet from the bottom part of the door that was exposed and not reaching all the way to the floor. The two now turning so that I could see they were facing the door, the smaller pair which was Das parted wide while behind hers another bigger pair in line behind her. The door now rattling and shaking as he gave my wife his dick as he pressed her hard against the door for support.
“So that’s why you called me up for a ‘training session’ tonight? You little slut Das, now that its been a month since you started on the pill I finally get to bareback this pussy of yours. God you’ve no idea how long I’ve been wanting to cum inside of you. Not like two weeks ago when I had to keep using those stupid condoms.”
The rattling of the door getting harder and faster now, my wife’s moans reaching an all time high as I myself found I couldn’t help myself anymore. Quickly but quietly doing and working to unzip myself as I took ahold of my own raging hard cock and started to stroke as fast as I could.
“Urgh…d…do it….do do…do it! Im married yes…but…but tonight here….I’m your bitch Michael….make me you…your woman. Cum inside of me!” And then I heard it his loud roaring and grunting in time with her loud groaning as I listened to the sounds of another man laying his claim deep inside of her pussy. Pumping and emptying his ball sacks of every drop of his hot fertile cum into my wife’s pussy.
I lost it then as I felt myself hit the peak listening to another man inseminating my woman just a few feet infront of me and then as well hearing my wife talk so obscene and dirty like that for the first time in life. Biting down hard on my lips as I cummed as well shooting out rope after rope of my sperm onto the locked room floor, while his gets to fill up Das’s tight hot cunt. As the high of my orgasm died down and I felt myself growing smaller and softer, I knew I had to get out from there as fast as I could so my wife doesn’t catch her own husband masturbating to the sounds of her getting fucked senseless.
As I quickly zipped myself up and slowly made my way towards the door out of the locker room. I could still hear Das’s whimpering mixed in with some grunts from her trainer as he was probably squeezing out the last few drops of his semen out into my wife as I could hear the door rattling here and there as I finally left the locker room.
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