Private Game Gym Adventures

In previous episodes of the Private Game there are references to the wife spending time at the gym. It seems she did more than work out. This picks up on Friday morning after the husband watched his wife with Derek, her businessman lover.

This takes place in the era before cell phones, the internet, etc.

There are references to characters in other episodes of the Private Game series.

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When Mike and Lynn arrived home from the Ritz where her husband watched his wife fuck her businessman lover, they showered and immediately went to bed and fell fast asleep.

The next morning Mike woke a little earlier than this usual time. Lynn was sleeping soundly on her side. He lowered the covers baring her back to the swelling of her hips. There were slight bruises on her hips where Derek gripped her while taking her anally.

He lightly stroked her back and kissed the nape of her neck.

Lynn stirred, "Mmmm.. that feels good."

"How are you feeling this morning?"

Remaining on her side she replied, "I feel good. A little tingly."

He continued to kiss her adding a little tongue, "I don't doubt it. He did have a big cock."

She felt his arousal, "Mmm.. someone is getting horny thinking about his wife taking a big cock."

"You know I like watching."

She turned over pressing her supple body against his. Her lust returned recalling the previous night's experience. He lay on his back feeling the heat emanating from his wife's body, while she rested her breasts against his side and lightly stroked him.

"Tell me what you liked."

"When you left with him to go to his room and I went to the lounge. I was fantasizing what you were doing."

"I felt so naughty leaving you like while Derek and I went to his room." She told him about making out with Derek, "Wearing a jacket with no blouse made it easy for him to access my breasts. And when he felt my thigh I opened my legs to give him access to my pussy."

"That was hot walking in on you and seeing his hand up your skirt."

"It's been a long time since I wore skirts. Should I wear one when I meet him and William next week? I'll let them both feel me."

"Definitely you should wear one. I know they'll like it."

She continued to fuel his passion telling him about unfastening her lover's slacks and sucking his cock.

She squeezed his erection, "I can't send you off to work like this."

She mounted him and they had a leisurely morning fuck, each having private thoughts fueling their lovemaking.

Mike thrust his hips taking more forceful strokes until they reached mutual satisfying orgasms.

After relaxing, Mike took a shower and dressed for work. He found Lynn wearing her short robe, fixing scrambled eggs and an English muffin. He kissed her and lightly caressed her hip.

"I can't believe you. You need to get to work. You can have all you want this weekend."

After giving her husband a goodbye kiss, he left for work, and she took her shower and dressed. She admires her body in the mirror and noticed slight bruises on her hips. She smiled and thought, 'God that was some fuck. Before Chuck I never imagined I could take a cock that big in my ass.'

She was doing light housework when her neighbor Marcy called to invited her for coffee. Lynn accepted and told her she would be right over.

Marcy and her husband Wayne were in their early forties. The couples didn't socialize that much in spite of being neighbors.

They were having coffee on Marcy's screened in porch, when Marcy asked her, "So you're done with decorating?"

"Yeah. It was getting to be a hassle for the money I was making. I'm looking forward to my new job."

They made small talk about the neighborhood.

"Rosemary and I were wondering, who that guy was you were leaving with?"

Rosemary and her husband Tom were in their thirties. She could be considered mousy looking.

"A guy I was leaving with?"

"Yeah a couple of weeks ago. We were walking our dogs and saw you pulling out of your garage with some guy?"

"Oh, you mean Chuck. He's a friend of Mike's from his service days. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. Mike invited him to stay with us."

"I'm not trying to be nosy; it just looked strange for you to be leaving first thing in the morning with another guy. It looked like you were pretty friendly."

Lynn laughed, "I guess that would pique your interest. Nothing that exciting. You know how I can be, and Chuck is very engaging. Mike had an early appointment in the District, so I took Chuck to his meeting."

"I didn't think any more about it until that afternoon, I saw Mike's friend and another guy get out of a cab and go right inside."

She chuckled, "Marcy, what are you the neighborhood watch committee?"

Marcy laughed, "Nothing like that. I was trimming some hedges and saw them. I have to admit I was curious after seeing you acting friendly with him in the morning."

"Wow. Taking on two guys. I guess that would be exciting."

"I know you wouldn't do anything like that, but what was going with those guys? I mean they just walked right in?"

"We were just hanging out. Ok maybe I flirted a little. Mike came home and took them to the airport. I mean how could I do anything with Mike there?"

"I guess that would be pretty outrageous. I can't picture you having an affair. Speaking of which, Rosemary is having one."

"Rosemary! I never would have guessed it. Who with?"

"Pete."

"Pete! The retired marine across the street? He must be in his sixties."

"He is. But I understand the attraction. He's really hung."

"Hung? You mean like seven inches?"

Marcy laughs, "You can be so naïve. I mean hung. Closer to nine inches maybe more."

"Nine inches. That's a lot. Does Tom know?"

"I don't think so. He works long hours and seems pretty oblivious. What about you? Have you ever seen a hung guy?"

Lynn answered conspiratorially, "Promise you won't say anything, but Chuck's hung."

"Mike's friend? How could you tell."

Lynn told her about hanging out in the house, "He's from Texas and was wearing tight jeans. It wasn't hard to miss. I couldn't keep my eyes off it."

"Lynn this is so hot. I never would have thought that about you. Did you see it without the jeans?"

"I never saw him without jeans, but it was obvious he's hung. He even teased me about looking and asked if I would like to see it."

"Hung guys are like that. They're not shy. Did you take him up on his offer?"

"I didn't but sometimes I wished I did."

"How big was he?"

"He was soft so I couldn't tell, but he was pretty hung." She hurriedly switched subjects, "Tell me more about Pete."

"Wayne and I have been in his hot tub a couple of times. He doesn't believe in swimsuits. He puts everything on display."

"Wayne was right there?"

"He doesn't mind me looking. Sometimes I don't think he would mind if I did more than look." She paused, "When you and Mike's friend were hanging out and you were checking out this guy's dick and he asked if you wanted to see it, where was Mike?"

"He was there. He knew I was looking. Just like Wayne, he didn't mind. When he teased me about looking, Mike was at work."

"Since you like looking at a hung guy, and Mike doesn't mind, if Pete invites you and Mike over to get in his hot tub, take him up on it. I know he's not handsome or sexy looking, but he does have a big cock."

They continued gossiping for a little while longer.

Lynn stood up to leave and said, "I am having a personal trainer give me a lesson this afternoon, so if you see a good looking in-shape guy come to our house, don't think anything is going on."

For some reason she was mildly excited her two neighbors suspected her of cheating, 'Why did I tell her about looking at Chuck's cock? Oh well, it's just girl talk. And our neighbor across the street is hung. Just looking at him I never would have guessed it. Maybe it would be exciting to get in his hot tub without suits.'

She told Marcy she was having a personal training session this afternoon. She's having a session but that's not the whole story. It started the Monday after her husband's buddy Chuck showed them the Private Game. In three days, she went from flirting with him while her husband was at work, letting him feel her, fucking him while her husband watched, having him sleep in their bed, culminating in fucking Chuck and a work colleague before Mike took them to the airport.

After shopping at Macy's to pick out some outfits for work, she went to the gym. She wore gym shorts and a tee shirt. She wasn't one of those women who wore colorful lycra outfits and put on make-up before working out.

She stretched and increased her heart rate and built up some perspiration on a stationary bike before working out. She went through her normal routine on the Nautilus machines. Thinking about Chuck and the great sex she had, she found it difficult to concentrate. She was using one of the pectoral machines sitting with her arms upright using her elbows to squeeze the machine arms together and back out again.

"Hi Lynn, it's been a while."

She was so distracted she didn't notice a man approaching. "Eric, it certainly has."

Eric was a younger guy that she had talked to before, around five-eight, dark hair, a Mediterranean complexion, and a nice body. He was kind of cute with a confident air about him, In other gym workouts, he had given her some tips on using the machines. She still had her arms back stretching the fabric of the tee shirt over her breasts.

He spoke with a slight Spanish accent, "If you don't mind me saying so you seem distracted. You're not using the technique I showed you."

"I guess maybe I am. I'm starting a new job in a couple of weeks. Could you show me again?"

"Sure. Use your elbows, exhale, and squeeze your arms together. Take a nice smooth motion. Inhale and let it back out."

She stretched her breasts again.

"That's not right. You rushed it. Do it again and slowly inhale. Control the weight and concentrate on your breathing."

The wife did as he instructed.

"Great! Just like that. Feel the difference?"

"I do, just like I did before."

"It's easy to lose focus. You just need to concentrate more. Let's try some more."

"Thank you. You're really helping me."

Eric helped her with a couple of other machines. She was conscious every time her body was stretched taut.

"Thank you Eric, but I don't want to keep you from your workout."

"That's ok I don't mind helping you. Maybe we'll see each other again."

She finished her workout and went back home to try on her new work outfits.

She bought a black lycra gym outfit consisting of shorts and matching bare-midriff top. She went to the gym a couple of other times but didn't see Eric. Her exhibitionist streak was on display.. She was more conscious when doing exercises that stretched out her body, like her warmup stretches and chest exercises. She checked herself in the mirrors while working out on the Nautilus machines and thought, 'Ohh.. yeah. I do look hot. Look at the way this shows my ass and tits. Even my mound is more prominent. I should have worn this a long time ago. Eric you don't know what you're missing.'

She noticed men taking glances at her when lying down on doing her bench press. When pushing the bar up, she felt totally exposed with her breasts pushing against her top and her legs on either side of the bench, stretching the fabric of her gym shorts against her vulva. She used to feel annoyed, but now she found it highly erotic. Can he see my pussy lips? Is he thinking about fucking me? When he gets home, will he get a hard-on and jack-off thinking about my body?

She went to the gym the following Tuesday after starting her journey into adultery and cuckoldry with her businessman lover and Chris, the guy she met at Macys. She was wearing her new lycra gym outfit. This time Eric was there.

She was on a hip adductor with her legs open. He approached her and complimented her on using the proper technique.

"Hi Lynn. Looks like you're concentrating better. Your technique looks good. I like the outfit."

"Thanks for the feedback. I don't know why I never bought good gym wear before. It feels a lot better than shorts and a tee shirt." She flexed her inner thighs pulling her legs together and letting them back out. "How was that?"

"Much better but you're still rushing when you let your legs out. Control your breathing. Try it a couple of times."

Lynn repeated the exercise, and this time slowly opened her legs. "Like this?"

"Perfect. Show me some more."

Lynn demonstrated her technique on a couple of other machines. Eric blatantly gazed at the blonde wife's body and thought, 'Somethings different. She's always looked hot, even in a tee shirt. But this new outfit is great. It's like she's projecting her availability. She's really showing off those tits. It even shows the outline of her nipples. And that mound of hers, I would love to get my cock between those pussy lips.'

They finished their workouts at the same time. Lynn approached him and said, "Thanks for helping me. After our shower, let me buy you a drink at the fruit bar."

"Sure, that'd be great."

They showered and met at the lounge area. Lynn bought fruit drinks, and they made small talk. She found out he immigrated from Spain when he was twelve and was working in his uncle's commercial real estate firm. That explained the accent.

"You've helped me a lot. I hate to impose, but we have a new Bowflex machine at home and I'm not sure I'm doing the exercises correctly. Could you help me?"

"I'd like to, but wouldn't a personal trainer be better?"

"I think you'd be as good as a personal trainer. Besides, I'm not sure I could trust a personal trainer with my husband at work, if you know what I mean."

He laughed, "I know what you mean. How's this Friday afternoon around two?"

"That would be great, thanks Eric. I'll see you then."

She gave him her address and phone number.

She finished her reminiscing and walk at the same time. She was still thinking about her conversation with Marcy and her hung neighbor.

The phone rang. It was Eric calling to confirm their appointment.

Lynn replied, "We're still on." She paused, "Make sure you wear gym wear. I don't want my neighbors to see a good-looking guy come in my house in the middle of the day. You know how people talk."

"Don't worry, I'll look like a personal trainer. And make sure you wear that outfit you wore last week. I really liked it."

She lowered her voice, "That's why I bought it. See you in a couple of hours."

She had a light lunch and relaxed until it was time for her session. She performed her light cardio on their stationary bike and went upstairs to wait. She heard a car pull in the drive and opened the front door.

"Hi, Eric, you're right on time. Come in."

He looked around and complimented her on their house.

"Thank you. And thanks for wearing your gym attire."

Her gaze was drawn to the swell in his shorts.

"No problem, after all we don't want the neighbors to talk. I see you've already had your cardio. Let's get started before you cool down."

She took him downstairs to their rec room. The Bowflex was on one side next to a sectional sofa. She turned and faced him, "I made sure to wear the outfit you like."

"I noticed. You really look good. A tee shirt doesn't show how defined your abs and obliques have gotten."

"You said I look good. But you would say that in the gym. How do I really look?"

"You look really hot. That outfit really shows your body."

"That's the idea."

She led him to the unfinished basement. "It's not glamorous but this is where Mike uses the free weights and bench."

He showed her a variety of free weight exercises. Unlike when working out at the gym he touched her to demonstrate how the muscle contractions should feel. She had one leg on the ground and the other knee on the bench bent over bench using a weight to work her tricep. He used a hand on the exposed portion of her back to show her the proper angle. He touched her tricep when she began the motion.

Eric encouraged her, "See how that feels? When you use free weights you need to concentrate more on your technique than when using machines."

He took the weight, "Lay down on the bench. We'll work on your press."

She lay down and had that exposed feeling lying prone with her legs on either side of the bench. Eric was not shy about looking at the hot blonde. He added weights and showed her the correct position of her arms. He was standing behind her head where the horny wife had a good close-up of the bulge in his shorts.

'Oh yeah. Look at that. I'm going enjoy this.'

"Let's see how that is. Slowly lift. You don't want to jerk the bar."

She performed a set of ten. Eric helped her sit up and he adjusted the incline and added the bar.

Lynn lifted the bar and felt her breasts tauten.

"How's this am I doing this right?"

"Very good."

She opened her legs, "And how's this."

"Even better."

Mike arrived home around 4:30. He didn't see Lynn. He checked outside on the deck and still didn't see her. From the kitchen he called out. Lynn answered from the downstairs rec room.

"I'm down here honey. Come join me."

Lynn was relaxing on the sectional sofa. There was something about her. When did she get that new gym outfit? Is that a fresh-fucked look?

She stood and gave her husband a light kiss.

He stepped back to admire her outfit. "This looks great. When did you start wearing this?"

"I started wearing this last week. It feels much better than shorts and a tee shirt." She turned around and looked over her shoulder, "How do you like it?"

He cupped one of her tight globes, "I like the look, but isn't it a little overkill for a home workout?"

"Normally it would be, but I had a personal session."

"A personal session? Who with?"

She told him about meeting Eric at the gym.

Her husband said "He was asking about you last weekend. He seemed disappointed you weren't there. I know he likes helping you out. I think he's got a crush on you. I didn't know he was a personal trainer."

"He's not but he's helped me out at the gym a couple of times. I guess he does have a crush, yeah, he is kind of cute."

She moved next to her husband brushing her breasts against his chest.

"Don't you want to hear about my training session?"

"Sure. I want to hear all about it."

She told him Eric showed her some free weight exercises, "We can do those another time. He gave me some great tips using the Bowflex. I'm not going to use a lot of weight since I've cooled down. But you'll get the idea."

She adjusted the weights and knelt on the bench facing the vertical structure. She looked over her shoulder and told him, "Attach the handle to my other leg."

She pushed out her leg, paused and slowly returned it to the starting position.

"That's great honey, you've got a terrific technique. Do it again."

She repeated the motion and Mike felt one of her butt cheeks. "That's much better. You can feel your glutes contracting."

"That's the advantage of a home session. In the gym, Eric only looks and tells me how to use the proper technique. At home he feels me to make sure I'm performing the exercise correctly."

"I can see that. It does help to be able to feel the muscles. A personal session was a good idea."

She demonstrated a couple of other leg movements; each time, Mike felt her glutes. She shifted seating positions parallel to the bench. "I think you'll like this one."

Lynn directed Mikes him to fasten the handle to her leg closest to the vertical structure. She straightened out her right leg and pulled it to her left. Without a prompt Mike felt her inner thigh.

"This is much better. Let it out a little slower. Terrific. I take it Eric felt you like this?"

"Of course he did. He's very conscientious about making sure I have the proper technique."

Lynn repeated and Mike moved his palm in a caressing motion to the juncture of her thighs.

"And this?" He brushed her swollen labia, "Or this?"

She breathlessly replied, "Mmmm.. yes he felt me like you're doing."

"You must have been turned on."

"I was. "Let me show a couple more."

She performed a couple of chest press exercises and each time Mike felt her C cup breasts filling his palm.

"This is much better. Were your nipples this hard?"

"Ohhh.. god that feels so good. Yeah they were hard."

She took her top off and reclined on the bench, her breasts were swollen, and nipples fully erect the aureoles dimpled. Mike bent over and alternated sucking her nipples while his wife continued the chest movement.

She stopped him, "There's more but you get the idea."

She stood and brushed her bare breasts against his Polo shirt.

He kissed the juncture of her neck and shoulder, "Mmm.. it must have been a strenuous workout. You're nice and salty tasting."

"It was. I know you like it when I'm nice and salty." She gave her cuckold husband a deep kiss, "Have you ever seen Eric the locker room? What's he like? You know."

"It's gym etiquette not to stare at a guy's cock, but he looks pretty impressive."

"When he gets hard it's even more impressive."

"I take it you know what he's like when he's hard."

"I do. The poor thing looked so uncomfortable in his tight gym shorts. Feeling me was making him hard."

"He got hard just feeling you?"

"Mostly but you know how I get a guy hard." She pauses, "I sucked him."

This almost threw Mike over the edge. He wasn't expecting this. Not after last night. He was expecting relaxing, maybe having a pizza, and more great sex reliving his wife's adventures.

"Do you remember my fantasy I told you last night?"

"Which one?"

She tongued his ear, "Then one where you are kneeling and there is cum dripping out of my pussy down my leg for you to lick."

She directed him to take off his shirt but stay clothed in his dress slacks and shoes. She applied pressure on his shoulder until he was kneeling before her. He kissed her exposed stomach and slid her gym shorts off her hips to her ankles. She kicked them off.

"What's this pad for?"

"I didn't want to ruin these new shorts."

She removed the pad, and a string of milky white liquid dripped out of her vagina down her leg. Her husband tentatively licked the first strand.

"Mmmmmm... make sure you get all of his cum, my cuckold husband."

Enflamed at being called a cuckold he licked another man's cum from his wife's pussy. She basked in her dominant position with her husband on his knees eating Eric's cum.

She cupped his chin, "You look good with cum on your lips. Show me your tongue."

He complied and showed his wife more cum on his tongue. She hasn't acted this domineering before, but he was aroused following her commands. She directed him to lie on the floor and his adulterous wife straddled her husband's face. After covering her used cunt with his mouth, a thick stream of cum poured from his wife's cunt down his throat.

"Ugggh.. that's a lot of cum."

"He had nice big balls. I could tell he was giving me a big load. I couldn't wait for you to get home to clean me up."

The juices slowed to a trickle, and he tongued her perinium to her rosebud.

"Ohhh... honey that's so good, tongue my ass."

"Did he fuck your ass?"

"No but that feels good. Keep licking."

While her husband serviced her, she talked dirty to him telling him how she sucked and fucked Eric.

She moved to the sectional and knelt on all fours. Looking over her shoulder she said, "Are you ready for seconds?"

He undressed and stroked his cock to hardness. There was no preliminary foreplay, he lined his cock to her opening and slammed to the hilt.

She arched her neck, "Ohh.... fuck... pound my pussy."

"Did he fuck you more than once?"

She told her husband she sucked Eric on her knees and rode him on top. "Then I sucked him hard again and he fucked my like you're doing."

"Did he give you a pounding?"

"God yes."

Mike clinched one hand on her hip and another on her neck and slams her cunt.

"Ohh..... fuck.. honey I'm cumming." Her neck was taut, and the veins pronounced. She shrieked as she came with an earthshattering orgasm.

His body tensed and his wife felt his cock throb as he loosened his seed into her open and used pussy.

He collapsed on her back. "God was that good."

His erection went slack, and he pulled his deflating cock out of his wife's drenched cunt.

They relaxed on the sectional, basking in the afterglow of their mutual release.

Lynn kissed her husband, "Honey that was sooo good. Do you think I should schedule another session?"