Chapter 5 – The Beginning of Neto’s Husband (2)
After that, I had some pretty confusing days. I also discovered a sexual desire that I didn’t know existed. He didn’t show it to his wife, but every time he looked at her face, he remembered her excitedly rubbing her vagina.
“It will be fine…”
When my thing, which rose after six months, died again, I remember her face of regret. It was a different expression from her expression, which had been excited rubbing the clitoris until just now.
Rather, what excited me was the idea of her intermingling with another man. It was also when he imagined her panting under a handsome and well-built man who was walking around her.
Her excited expression and imagining her intermingling with another man were both conditions met, and my object responded.
“What if I don’t stand still?”
“…”
She sighed without answering. She seemed to be getting tired of me as I showed no signs of getting better.
In an instant, I remembered the female doctor’s words that my wife would suffer too. Seeing the expression of his wife rubbing her clitoris, the doctor’s words are trustworthy.
I couldn’t leave her alone like this.
“Babe. You can do it alone until I feel better.”
“What?”
“You can do it alone. Also…”
There were words that lingered in my head.
“Why…?”
“You can do it while imagining another guy.”
“What!?”
“Like today… I think my stuff reacted because I imagined myself with another man.”
Of course, I still didn’t know if my dick got an erection after seeing her with another guy.
But when I saw her excited face imagining her trainer’s body, I couldn’t contain her sexual desire any longer.
I wanted to alleviate any guilt she might feel.
“Hey, don’t talk nonsense.”
“Really. I’m really fine Even if he imagines another man.”
I faced her directly and tried to be as cool as possible.
“No. Today was really an exception. Don’t say that nonsense again. I’ll get mad if you do it again!”
She jumped out of her seat and stood up as if she was really angry at my words.
Did I make a mistake?
Okay…
She loved me very much
For her, sex with me would have been a process of confirming love, not just a physical relationship. To her, my proposal would be tantamount to breaking our tacit promise.
She opened the door and was about to leave, but stopped. Then he looked back at me and was hesitating as if to say something.
“I’ll be patient until I’m patient…”
Her gaze was not looking straight into my eyes. To her, who only looked at the ground, her remarks would have required quite a bit of courage.
At last…
It was not an outright refusal. To put up with it as long as she could bear it meant that she could always imagine another man if her heart moved.
In my mind, the image of her panting, groaning face under a well-built man appeared.
Time passed just like that. After that, he tried several times to sleep with her wife, but each time the result was disastrous. Perhaps because I was so used to this situation, I wasn’t even excited.
Her naked skin blushed as I caressed her body without giving up, but it soon faded. Her red skin, blooming like a fiery flower, shook and trembled.
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“I’ll go to the gym.”
When she came back from work, her wife said as she changed into her sweatshirt. The white leggings clung to her voluptuous lower body, showing off her angry ass. She wore her white bra top over it, barely covering her full breasts.
She looks at her body and who can say that she is a married married woman. Her wife’s body was beautiful enough to be the cover model for her college tomorrow’s pictorial.
“Aren’t the clothes too revealing?”
“Huh? Did you usually wear it like this?”
It was. Normally I wasn’t too interested in her clothes. It didn’t matter much what she wore, especially going to her workouts. My beloved wife’s body was so pretty that I was even proud of her diligent self-management.
Maybe it’s because he imagines the trainer’s body and thinks of her excited wife. My wife’s usual outfit got on my nerves today. His face reminded me of him stroking her sleek waistline and informing her of her workout.
“Um… I see…”
“What’s the matter? I made your own dinner, so take care of it.”
Her wife was about to pack her things and run out of her house.
Today, for some reason, I feel like I don’t want to let go of such a wife.
“Babe.”
“Huh?”
“Hey, can I follow your workout today?”
“Exercise? What is he doing?”
Her wife smiles at me. Since she was me who hadn’t touched the conduction movement, her reaction was quite favorable.
“Just. I’m going to quit the one-day pass and try some exercise. Watching myself exercise.”
I had a strange feeling that I didn’t know what it was, but I decided to leave myself to my instincts and actions for today.
“Um… Is that so?”
She seemed to think for a moment, then she nodded her head. She immediately went through her drawer and put my sweatshirt in her own bag.
When I came to my senses, I was in front of the gym before I knew it. The fitness she attended was a small-scale operation. A few trainers were taking turns receiving clients and operating 1:1 and 1:2 PT.
“Uh! Member is here. Welcome.”
As I entered the fitness entrance, I heard a soft voice of a young man.
As I nodded after him, he looked at me and tilted his head. It seemed that she was a counter part-timer, not a trainer teaching her wife. His white face, like a parasitic brother, is quite annoying.
“What brings you here?”
“Ah! He is my husband.”
Before I could answer, she intercepted her words. Her wife already seemed to be quite friendly with the counter part-timer. Could it have been in the early 20’s? Her wife has a pretty intimate conversation with a counter part-timer who doesn’t seem to have served in the military.
Seeing the scene of a friendly conversation between her wife and part-timer, I felt a little blood rushing to my lower leg.
What does this feel like…
A strange sexual desire that he had never felt before seemed to boil from below.
The eye goes to her lower body, which is wearing white leggings, revealing her curvy body. No matter how much it is sportswear, the clothes that stick to her body and reveal her S-line curves look quite erotic.
In fact, as soon as she entered her entrance, she could feel the eyes of the men doing her workout focusing on her. Not only her trainers who teach her workouts, but even her members turn their attention to her sexy body.
“Hmm… Hmm…!”
She imprints my existence toward her, who blows her bright smile at her counter part-timer.
“Oh, you should change your clothes too.”
Only then did she pay attention to me.
“Huh. But do you take classes alone?”
“No. Take it with someone else. Tuition here is expensive…”
Her wife was slurring her words.
Are you taking classes with other members?
Her wife never said that to me. Of course, I didn’t ask for details about her daily life, so I had nothing to say.
“He came. Member?”
I opened the door in the locker room and a man greeted me. He was his wife’s trainer. He didn’t even look at me, he smiled and slowly moved towards his wife.
A height that looks 10cm taller than me, a nice appearance and broad shoulders. The trainer was a prize that would be popular with women no matter who looked at it.
The first thing that caught my eye was the huge biceps wearing a black shirt. It looked like it was twice as thick as my forearm, and my biceps were sitting there.
And even the thighs and angry buttocks showing off their tremendous muscles in short shorts. In many ways, his body was comparable to mine.
I felt something resembling jealousy well welling up in my heart.
“Ah. Hello.”
He looks at me and greets me with a dry expression. It was completely different from the way she had just smiled at her wife and acted cute to her.
A foxy guy…
“Have you seen it before? He’s my husband. He said he wanted to exercise with me today, so I came with him.”
“Aha. I see…”
For a moment, the trainer’s expression hardened slightly.
“Then you can go there and do it. That corner over there.”
He pointed to a corner full of his exercise equipment as if this was his home ground.
Nook… Nook?
The word “Corner” Bothered me for no reason.
Is this also a sense of entitlement? Looking at his masculine body, she couldn’t help but nod her head.
“Huh…”
I sit down in a corner and lift a dumbbell. A dumbbell that I haven’t heard in a while comes out with a spontaneous moan.
“Ruler. Shall we start now?”
The trainer was rolling her eyes at her again. For an instant, he felt his eyes drift between her white bra tops.
At that angle, he could clearly see the full breasts of her white bra top.
Ha… A foxy guy…
“I also changed clothes.”
What?
A young man strode beside her wife. He didn’t know because he changed his clothes, but when he looked closely, he was a part-timer at the counter. He, too, was wearing a tight-fitting muscle-fit T-shirt, showing off his raging muscles.
What? Was the part-timer the person you were with?
In an instant, the face of his wife, who was talking to him with a bright smile, came to mind. Her bright smile that is not easily seen in my married life. She was genuinely amused.
“Ruler. Let’s start with stretching. Bend your knees and lean your upper body forward.”
When the trainer gave the order, her wife’s upper body was leaning forward. I could see her angry ass straight ahead.
And in the future…
In front of the two young and fresh young men, her sunken chest must be clearly visible.
