I like to workout and keep in shape so I am in the gym often but it has always been a “functional” location vs a social one but this new gym had a lot of chatty patrons so I went with it. At the time I was doing a lot of light lifting and cardio trying to get lean for an upcoming marathon I wanted to run, that’s how I met George. George was one of those kinds of guys that lifted tons for the “show muscles” he loved all things upper body and had the legs of a chicken, at 5’8 probably 230lbs of muscle and an overpriced haircut he was the epitome of “bro” material. I often saw him lifting obscene amounts and grunting loud enough to make everyone embarrassed for him so my first instinct was to give him a wide berth so his douchebagness did not rub off on me. On this particular day I was lifting legs enjoying a line free squat rack when I felt his eyes on me much longer than once would consider appropriate. I tried to ignore it but a set later I had to speak up.
I racked the weights and pulled out my buds to make it obvious I was going to speak.
“Can I help you man?”
“Oh dang bro, I meant no disrespect, just impressed and watching you work.”
“Thanks but, can you not stare.”
“For sure bro, yeah you are right that’s totally going to ruin your whole vibe my bad bro. Names George by the way, everyone calls me Gram though.” He stuck his calloused hand out and gave a surprisingly stern but not too firm handshake.
“Tony, why Gram?”
He laughed “I’m a little guy but I pack a punch!” His biceps squeezed in a manner that would rival and action star trying to show off.
“Aight Gram, nice to meet you dont be a creep.” I turned and walked back to the rack and got back to work.
On the way out Gram offered to buy me a protein shake for being a creep and thus started our strange friendship. Turns out he is a good guy who just suffers from “little man syndrome”, otherwise he was very chill and a decent workout partner when I needed it. We got in the habit of calling each other from across the gym and asking for an “assist”. A quick helping hand and back to our workouts, it was a decent system.
“Hey bro, you gotta come by the house and check out the gym I’m building out back. Its going to be perfect when its done.” Between very aggressive shakes of his post workout beverage he again invited me to see this gym.
I had to be honest, I had zero interest in his home gym but he wouldn’t drop it so I gave in. “Ok look, I got a half hour so if we can see the gym and be out in that time ill do it.”
You would have thought I told this man he would grow six inches taller with the excitement in his face. He texted me the address shit only 6 minutes away, and I hopped in my car to follow his lifted pick up truck. Pulling up I shouldn’t have been surprised, his house was huge sitting on at least 3 acres to itself he took me past the house to what looked like a long shed out back. I stopped gawking long enough to watch him comically hop out of his oversized truck and bound up to the large double doors and wave me in. I exhaled and followed him in.
Immediately entering the “barn” structure opened up to a gym space that rivaled some of the best gyms I had ever seen. More brand new equipment than one person could use.
“What the hell, Gram why do you even come to the gym when you have this?”
“Dope right, everything is new and pristine just finishing up the sauna in the back and this will be my new home.” He laughed proud of himself.
“Go ahead look around, that door over there is the shower, that one is where the unfinished sauna is and that one is a jacuzzi.”
I gawked further looking around and absentmindedly touching things. “Man I am impressed.”
“Don’t tell him that his ego will be inflated for weeks!” Came a voice from the front door.
At this point I knew Gram was married. He was never seen without a ring but not once did he mention she was drop dead gorgeous. Tall brunette, toned and tan she was not anything I expected. She walked in the gym dressed for her own workout and stood next to her husband who she was almost a head taller than.
“Tony triceps I take it, George wont shut up about you. My name is Emily.” She stuck her hand out causing me to cross a six foot gap and lean in to shake her hand trying to ignore the nickname she knew me by thanks to her husband.
“Just Tony works nice to meet you. Gram didn’t tell me he had a little sister.” I spit out a corny joke and much to my surprise they both laughed.
“Em here can out bench both of us brother, flattery is a smart move.” Gram mused smiling up at his wife.
“I bet she can.” I replied with just a hint of list in my voice.
“Ok boys don’t get my heart rate up before I start working.” She stepped closer to me, maintaining a George level of eye contact. With her I didn’t mind.
“The code to the front gate is 8859, here is your key, stereo is over there just bring your own towel and lock up when you are done.” She smiled, placing a key in my hand letting her fingers linger.
“I appreciate the invitation but I cant put you guys out like that.” She closed my hand around the keys.
“Open 24hrs, 7 days a week.” With those words she let my hand go and walked past me. I looked at George, his smile huge spreading his arms.
“Bro we are going to get swole as hell!”
Over the next 14 days I used his gym daily. Out of those times only once did I have company when I walked in on the tail end of Emily’s workout. With little more than a smile for acknowledgement of my presence she finished and was in the shower while I warmed up and out the door without a word. In a word this place was amazing.
Day 16 was a particularly busy day at work followed by schmoozing with clients after work. It was late so I decided to skip the gym but found my hands turning that direction hypnotized by the subtle whisper “open 24hrs 7 days a week” in the back of my mind. I put in the code hours after everything was closed, cut my headlights and made my way in.
The gym was locked, I let myself in, took in the smell and changed clothes. Being there alone I opted to go shirtless and got to work in my shorts. 20 minutes into my workout the door opened and she walked. Hair tied back, a designer sports bra, shorts that were an inch shy of being bikini bottoms and apait of white sneakers. She was stunning. I suddenly felt naked when she smiled at me closing the gap between us.
“Evening, sorry if I woke you up.” I said as she entered my space.
“Good evening to you too, looks like we both needed a late night sweat.”
“Yeah it was a long day, oh lemme grab my shirt.”
“Why? You are comfortable without it, stay comfortable. What use is a private gym if you can’t be comfortable? Sometimes I work out in nothing but these.” She looked down and lifted a foot.
“Really!?” I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice and she giggled.
“C’mon you gonna tell me getting a pump never makes you…excited?” The innuendo was unmistakable and her fingertip tracing a vein on my bicep was sending blood to the wrong places.
“Yeah I get that, well good thing you have a private gym then. Ill get out of your way so you can get comfortable.” I turned to re-rack my weights and hide my excessive blood flow when she laughed.
“Keep working out, I told you this gym was available 24 hours a day 7 days a week, even if I feel like naked yoga. Too bad for you its back and biceps tonight.” She offered me another smile tgem let me watch her ass sway on the way to the otherside of the gym.
I shook my head, I needed to chill this was Grams wife. I kept lifting refusing to look in her direction until I burnt out. I was beat and sweaty I had to shower. I made my way to the bathroom which like most gyms had a 90 degree turn hallway vs a door. Inside was a large shower with a bench, two shower heads and a sliding glass door. I stripped down and was reaching in to turn on the water when she walked in.
“Squats are doing you well I see.” She said walking toward the shower and stepping out of her shoes reaching in to turn her side on.
“Uh thanks I uh, wasn’t expecting company.” I replied facing away confused.
“The shower is big enough for two, I didn’t take you for a man to be shy in front of a naked woman.”
My ego demanded a response so I turned around and watched her gaze “respectful is what I am not shy.”
Neither of us averted our eyes to take in the other’s naked body for a heartbeat, then two, then she bit her lip and looked down.
“Very respectful I see.” Her eyes drifted back up, steam billowed from the shower.
“And what about your husband”
She closed the gap between us resting one hand on my chest and the other around my cock. She tilted her head up and I met her lips. It was a sensual kiss, one she had been waiting on.
“He’s upstairs waiting to clean up the mess you are about to make.”
She let her fingers drift away from me and slowly plunged into the steam from the shower. I watched her rub her body as water cascaded over her. I smiled and stepped in after her closing the shower door behind me.
I grabbed her immediately, bringing her to my body, taking her cue and going sensual instead of the rough aggression I was feeling from my workout. She draped her arms over my neck and kissed me deeply like we were long lost lovers reunited for the first time in years. We stayed like that under the spray of two hot faucets for a while until I reached down and grabbed her ass. She took my cue and hopped up. I had her suspended in the air as she wrapped her legs around me giggling while she kissed.
I turned and put her back to the wall for balance and reached around her leg to angle my cock up for her to slide down on. I lined up and I broke the kiss staring into her eyes.
“Oh you want to watch me take it. I will not disappoint.” She purred at me and slowly slid down taking me in one inch at a time.
Her face opened in a captured gasp and I pushed up to sink the last bit inside her, grabbing her ass tighter now that I knew how low she needed to be. I stroked slowly feeling her nails claw at my back and her moans in my ear. I re-adjusted my feet several times to ensure I didn’t slip and kept up with my pace, enjoying how tight she was and how hot the shower had become.
“Yes, I love it, fuck me like a real man.” She moaned in my ear.
I did not know what the dynamic was with her husband but it seemed Gram did not pack as much of a punch as he thought.
“Just like that, don’t stop.” She moaned, gripping me harder and straining her muscles against me.
Her orgasm sent shudders through her as I kept up the pace sending smaller ripples chasing the original waves. She gasped for air tapping me on the back.
“Wait,wait, hold on.”
I backed up and let her up off my cock taking a seat on the bench in the shower that now revealed its purpose. I opened my mouth to speak but was met with her lips again as she straddled me.
“I knew you would be perfect.” She whispered sliding down my cock once more keping her face close to mine.
The heat was enormous, our bodies slid over each other as the steam and sweat combined to make the lubrication to our love making. I leaned back and watched her breast bounce in my face as she worked me. With her on top it was less sensual nad more aggressive, she wanted my cum as much as much as I wanted to give it to her.
She moaned my name and I slapped her ass telling her to get up. She complied, I turned her around and had her sit on my dick once more using those legs to bounce up and down. I slapped her ass hard, making water splash in my face.
“Fuck me!” She yelled.
I stood and she fell forward putting her hands against the glass of the shower door and I thrust as hard as I could. She walked up a step, I did it again she screamed and moved up a step. I grabbed her arms and pulled them back until she was pressed against the glass door and thrust into her over and over. Her moans carried me through the pain of my muscles and her ass bouncing in my lap made my balls tight, she knew I was ready.”
“That’s it Daddy cum in me, make a mess of me, show him you own this pussy!” She screamed
I gripped her harder and pushed deep as I came. I reached over and shut off the water on both sides. We were both out of breath, I sat on the bench my cock slowly shrinking, she crumbled on the floor, her hand over pussy to keep from leaking.
“So now what.” I breathed out heavily.
“Now you kiss me and send me back to my husband.” She stood on shaky knees coming towards me. I obliged her giving her a kiss and she turned to walk out of the shower bypassing her clothes only choosing to slip into her shoes.
“Wait so what does this mean, I can just fuck you now?” I stood there confused and wondering why I was chasing this woman who clearly wasn’t mine. She passed the threshold and looked back over her shoulder before turning and leaving.
“Open 24hrs a day 7 days a week.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pjysnu/how_i_got_introduced_to_the_hotwifecuck_lifestyle
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