[This is the second day of Dave & Lisa's adventure in paradise. You may want to read the previous chapters to understand the story line and appreciate the various relationships.
WARNING: This is a long story. Period. If you don't like long stories, please don't read a little, get frustrated, then punish the story with a bad rating and a comment about how long it is. For those of you like character build-up, a reasonable amount of realism, and some mystery, I think it will be worth your time.]
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Dave woke late the next morning, unable to sleep well in the lumpy cot and troubled by guilt-ridden dreams of sex. He noticed that the girls had already left; leaving a note that they had gone to the hotel gym to work out. He was pretty sure that had been Cody's idea, since despite having a naturally nice body, Lisa hadn't worked out regularly in years.
Dave puttered around the room, playing with the decadent idea of ordering breakfast and a mimosa, but peer-pressure finally got to him and he threw on some shorts and went looking for the gym. He found it from the sign at the elevators and was soon checking in at the 'Salon/Gym' reception desk. He had forgotten about the fancy spa services in the stress of the last few weeks, but now he remembered having signed up for something or other through the "romance package". He would have to check the packet the hotel had sent them when he got back to the room.
He didn't see the girls at first when he walked in. The entire right wall of the gym was a window overlooking the beautiful beach, with running machines and stair climbers in front and weight machines and mats towards the back of the room. He finally spotted Lisa and Cody on the mats in front of a large mirror. The only other guests there were two muscular young men, probably from the conference. Of all the cardio machines, there were only two treadmills that weren't in front of the window, and those were facing the mats and the mirror. For some reason, the guys had passed up the beach view and were barely walking on those two treadmills.
On a whim, Dave decided not to announce himself to the girls just yet and quietly made his way over to the back of the gym. Standing next to a column so that Lisa and Cody wouldn't immediately notice him, he soon discovered the reason for the two men's choice of work-out location. Cody was leading Lisa through a series of abdominal exercises and they were currently doing reverse crunches with large medicine balls between their legs. They were faced away from the guys - but with their feet towards the mirror, the men had a perfect view of their butts as they flexed and squeezed through their workout.
Not accustomed to a regular gym workout, Lisa had brought only 'onion-skin' running shorts and had loaned a pair to Cody. Every time the girls would lift their butts up into the air and down again, clenching the balls between their knees, the loose sides of their shorts would flap open, exposing their cheeks as well as part of the thin, panty-like inner lining to the watching pair behind them.
The crotch of Lisa's shorts was quite narrow and he could plainly see one half of his wife's pubic mound, barely covered by the liner and bulging prominently where her pussy would be. He had forgotten that she had not shaved in awhile, and her thick bush peeked out on the sides. Cody was further to his right and one of the men blocked a good view of her lower half.
Apparently the girls were unaware of their audience and were breathing hard with an occasional moan of effort escaping their lips. Dave was about to greet them loudly and would undoubtedly have scared the piss out of the two voyeurs, but just then Cody changed positions, pushing the ball away and lying on her side to do leg lifts.
Her feet pointed towards the mirror and Dave could now see her legs all the way to her waist: in that position the shorts fell completely open at the crotch. From Dave's viewpoint, she might as well have been wearing just panties -- and nearly sheer ones at that.
Dave and his fellow peeping-toms fairly ceased to breathe as Cody's right leg lifted up towards the ceiling and the thin mesh liner pulled tight against the small bulge between her legs. There was a small line of wetness down the middle of the crotch where the sweat from her exertions had begun to gather. When her leg came back down, the moisture must have caused the material to stick a little, because when her thighs parted again the men could clearly see the fleshy outer lips of Cody's pussy with the panty lining embedded between them. Each time her leg went up the lips were pulled open; each time it came down they squeezed together again around the thin crotch of her panties.
Dave had not even begun to work out, but as he watched Cody do her leg lifts he thought he would faint for sure.
There was hardly any hair around her lips, but he again noticed a faint dark line above them through the almost transparent lining. He was strangely curious about her shaving practices, and with all the accidental exposure going on so far in this trip, he imagined hopefully, he might just find out.
He had been so focused on Cody's legs (and how entertainingly they joined together) that he hadn't noticed that his wife had followed suit. The two young men seemed to have a better view of her from their vantage point as he saw both of their heads turned in her direction. Stepping to the other side of the column, he could now see into the mirror at floor height directly in front of her spread legs.
At some point in her shifting of positions, Lisa's shorts had also shifted, and in contrast to Cody's problem of tight crotch material, Lisa's shorts had slipped down slightly and her inner lining now lay loose against her lower leg. Standing there behind the two other voyeurs, it felt like he was looking at his wife in a new light - through their eyes, and through a film of raw lust. It was like seeing a different woman, only better in some way.
He had a clear view of her full bush, with her fairly large outer pussy lips poking out prominently, peeling apart as her leg lifted up to reveal her moist inner lips. He could even see the small dark opening of her vagina when her legs spread to their maximum. Dave could barely resist the urge to reach down and stroke his hardened cock as he watched her lower her leg, obscenely squishing her pussy lips back together.
Dave watched in rapt fascination for a few moments, seeing a small trickle of sweat dribble down her inner thigh after several repetitions, before an intense flash of jealousy hit him. He glared at the men - who by then had quit walking at all - and saw distinct bulges in their shorts. He felt a wash of anger and some amount of guilt that his wife's most intimate area was completely spread open to these two strangers.
"Ah, there you are, honey!" he yelled loudly as he stepped out from behind the column. Cody turned to smile brightly at him, continuing her exercises, while Lisa started noticeably and quickly dropped her leg. "You inspired me to get a work-out, so here I am..." Dave continued.
"Great!" Cody responded cheerfully. "We were just finishing up on the mat -- maybe we could do the stair-stepper together." Lisa was strangely quiet and her face seemed very red. Dave saw her glance behind him and he turned, just in time to see the backs of the two guys retreating out the door of the gym.
Cody had already stood up and was heading over to the huge window while a suddenly suspicious Dave held out his hand to help his wife up off the mat. She kept her glance lowered, but mumbled a greeting and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Brushing past him to follow her sister, she started in surprise and looked down, quickly grabbing a hold of his still-erect cock through his shorts. "Well, hello there!" she smiled up at him. "See something you like, dear?" she whispered into his ear.
Dave had almost forgotten the earlier excitement in his sudden anger, but obviously his body hadn't, and his erection was causing his shorts to poke out at a forty-five degree angle. Lisa's strange awkwardness had now completely disappeared and she gave his shaft several long firm pulls before walking away with a teasing sway of her hips to where Cody had already claimed a machine.
Not sure what to say now, Dave hoped at least that Cody had missed the interaction - but after he climbed onto the treadmill next to hers, he looked over to catch her staring down at his waist. She quickly turned away and started talking to Lisa on the other side of her, but he risked a glance down and saw that the purple tip of his full erection was peeking out of the top of his shorts. With a blush of embarrassment, he pulled his shirt down over it, hoping that it would go down soon and wondering how he was going to make it through the week with these two.
The rest of the workout passed without any further incident, Dave pushing himself harder than usual in order to distract his traitorous body from its earlier excitement. When they got back to the room, they were all sweaty and tired, but Lisa quickly asked Dave if he wanted to share a shower. Cody politely flipped on the television as Dave hesitantly followed his wife into the bathroom.
Despite the hard workout, the sight of his wife's naked glistening body when she slipped off her jog bra and running shorts got an immediate reaction from Dave's hormones. Without saying a word, Lisa grabbed his hardening cock through his shorts and pulled him to the shower. He had to belatedly and awkwardly disrobe as she kissed him deeply under the dual shower heads.
The memory of her open pussy in full view of the strange men came back to him suddenly, flushing through him in a wave of jealousy and excitement. A tiny part of him momentarily wondered if she had known that they were watching - before it was firmly shut up by the overpowering nerves in his cock reacting to Lisa's fervent stroking. She squeezed several globs of bath wash on his shaft and balls and soaped him up thoroughly, which made him wonder if was about to get a special treat. He couldn't wait long, though, and reached around to squeeze her ass cheeks, pulling her hips firmly to him before dipping down into the crack to slide a finger along her most intimate areas.
Lisa accommodated him briefly, allowing the questing tip of his cock to press between her legs while grinding her pubic bone against his. He was extremely aware of every nerve along his thick shaft as it slid back and forth between the velvet-soft lips of her wet pussy. They kissed hungrily for a full minute while their lower halves humped against each other in pleasure and anticipation.
