This took place a few years ago (I was 19 at the time), while I was home from college for the summer. I noticed an older, very attractive man looking at me through the mirror while I was on the treadmill. I was in a tight tank top that showed off my cleavage and short shorts that would probably show too much if someone was directly underneath me. I have to admit, I had seen him there before and purposely would do squats or dead lifts close to him so he could get a nice view. I knew he had a wife, as she was there with him on the weekends. It didn’t stop me from trying to show off my body. After making eye contact in the mirror, he came up to me and asked if he knew me from somewhere. I said it was probably just from seeing me at the gym. The whole conversation, his glance kept moving toward my tits but I didn’t mind. He was very tall, had dark hair and piercing eyes. His biceps and triceps were so defined. I couldn’t help picturing his strong arms holding me while he fucked my tight vagina. I could now feel a tingle between my legs and felt my heart rate quicken. I realized I was so lost in the fantasy that I had stopped listening to what he said. Coming back to reality, he finished with “Well I hope to keep seeing you here. It is quite the motivation to come to the gym.” I smiled and quickly replied “I hope I see you more too. I could use some tips on lifting.” He said he would like that, smiled and walked away. My focus was totally lost, so I finished my run and headed home. When I got in my car, I felt like I could finally breath again. Although now I could feel that my panties were completely soaked.
Author: bGtajH
I [F] had an affair with a 39 year old married man [M] when I was 19
This took place a few years ago (I was 19 at the time), while I was home from college for the summer. I noticed an older, very attractive man looking at me through the mirror while I was on the treadmill. I was in a tight tank top that showed off my cleavage and short shorts that would probably show too much if someone was directly underneath me. I have to admit, I had seen him there before and purposely would do squats or dead lifts close to him so he could get a nice view. I knew he had a wife, as she was there with him on the weekends. It didn’t stop me from trying to show off my body. After making eye contact in the mirror, he came up to me and asked if he knew me from somewhere. I said it was probably just from seeing me at the gym. The whole conversation, his glance kept moving toward my tits but I didn’t mind. He was very tall, had dark hair and piercing eyes. His biceps and triceps were so defined. I couldn’t help picturing his strong arms holding me while he fucked my tight vagina. I could now feel a tingle between my legs and felt my heart rate quicken. I realized I was so lost in the fantasy that I had stopped listening to what he said. Coming back to reality, he finished with “Well I hope to keep seeing you here. It is quite the motivation to come to the gym.” I smiled and quickly replied “I hope I see you more too. I could use some tips on lifting.” He said he would like that, smiled and walked away. My focus was totally lost, so I finished my run and headed home. When I got in my car, I felt like I could finally breath again. Although now I could feel that my panties were completely soaked.