A Young Couples Journey Pt 06

A huge thank you to Anora/MorbidOrb for all their feedback! I've been waiting to write this part and the following one for almost two years, so I really hope what I had in mind has translated well to the black-and-white. I hope you folks find it an enjoyable read.

*

I grunted as I racked the barbell back in place. Squats with weights were still really awkward, as I was mostly used to just using body weight at home. And being at a gym, in nothing more than red yoga pants and a t-shirt, squatting, I felt pretty exposed. Though, I don't know if the looks I got were entirely judgmental.

I didn't want to end up like a big-booty Latina, to avoid such annoying stereotypes, so I didn't have much weight on, focusing on higher repetitions instead. It was just to get back in shape for Josh. And Luna. And Linda, I guess. But mostly for Josh. You see, I've sort of had a revelation.

Two days ago, after Josh and Luna came back from New York, the two of them, plus Linda, sat down around the kitchen island and had a business meeting. This is not out of the ordinary in a business I guess, but something about being the only one in the household who wasn't in on it... well, it didn't feel great. Josh had of course asked me beforehand if I wanted to join and I had declined. But coming down to fetch some snacks, seeing them laughing and lively talking together, I felt left out, even if it was of my own volition.

Josh waved me over, including once again when he saw me, but all of what they talked about was way over my head. Apparently something with starting a PR / managing firm under the Entrendy "umbrella", but also making a webservice company as Linda was getting better and better. It all coincided in some way, I guess. I tried to engage, but it was just not me. I did compliment the idea, though, as it was probably a good idea to expand. I mean, we were silent partners in some smaller local businesses as well, so it wasn't a new thing for us to diversify ourselves like that, and we planned to build stuff to rent out in the future, and I think it was awesome that Josh was on the forefront on that.

But I felt a bit underwhelmed. Inadequate, if you will. Not a huge amount, just a small nagging feeling. So my revelation was that I tried to take measures to improve myself. Yeah, it was easy to grow dormant, but with so many ambitious folks around me, I tried to be inspired more than put down. And the easiest way for self-improvement, or among the first steps I should say, is to start improving one's health.

So here I was, three sets of ten with squats, followed by leg extensions, then I guess those watermelon-crushing-machines that I had no idea what was called.

"Hey, Kimmie, what's up!" an unpleasant voice suddenly said to my right. I looked in the mirror and saw the black-haired, dark-eyed Zach smile smugly at me, and in his shadow loomed a tall, slim, but fit guy with a douchebag haircut.

I scanned my brain. Alex. Right. Josh had tossed him out when he had touched me a bit at Josh's birthday party when Alex had become a bit too eager. I don't think I had put much stock in him, other than as a source to see where Josh was on the matter. Sure he was kinda handsome, but as basic as they came when it came to gym bros. However, I could still remember how my pulse shot through the roof as I felt his hand start to glide from my hips toward more sensitive areas, wondering for a split second where it might lead.

"Zach, how've ya been?" I said, clearly not pleased. It took a lot of willpower to even fake the pleasantries. And now both guys were flanking me. Ugh.

"Great, great. Oh man, last week was intense. Lots of stuff going down," Zach said, trying to sound like he had a lot of stuff going on. Maybe he did, but I doubted it.

"Right," I said, glancing sideways at Alex. He gave a smug somewhat knowing smile in return, having clearly checked out my ass. Yup, a pair of gym bros alright.

"Yeah, my portfolio is stacked. Gotta keep on top of all, but you know how it goes," Zach chuckled, pretending to inspect the barbell. What was there to inspect on a barbell, you might ask? Yup.

"How about you, Alex?" I asked, starting to put the plates back in place.

"Bruh. Been workin' out hard," Alex replied. He took the other side's plates for me, so that was nice. "Whatcha lifting?"

I glanced at the plates. It was a pretty easy math. "Like 130?" I said.

"You come here a lot? You look like you do," Alex said, smugly smiling as he inspected me from bottom to chest, back down to bottom.

"Nah, she's just naturally gifted like that," Zach chuckled, trying to remind Alex who knew her, me, first.

"Oh. Well, you're welcome to train with us if you need any tips or help in general," Alex offered, looking at my as more than anything.

"She's married," Zach chimed in.

"So?" Alex said. I didn't like the way he said it.

"I'm good. Thanks though," I said, walking over to the leg press.

"Okay. Well, I'll be around if you need a spotter," Alex said. "By the way, nice yoga pants."

"Thanks, my husband designed them."

"Man of class," Alex chuckled, getting a laugh out of even me. All class. He then turned to Zach to talk as if I wasn't even there. I shrugged and went my merry way.

I didn't see them for the rest of the workout, but the way they had obviously checked me out in front of everyone... well, there weren't really many at the gym right now, but I felt a bit exposed. Maybe I should have worn something a bit less revealing. But on the other hand, I kind of liked it. It was sort of flattering, I guess. I mean, I didn't like the way Alex didn't seem to respect my marriage, but I suppose that wasn't the biggest surprise.

And the flirting part. Well, it's not something I'm used to, but I guess I should realize it came with the territory. I was pretty much the only woman at the gym right now after all. And I had to admit, I was flattered. I mean, I'm married but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate some attention from people who probably see fit women all day.

So I finished up, showered, and got home. Linda had left to meet up with someone, and Luna was out to a party or something with her own college friends. I sat down in the living room, putting my feet up. Josh was working again, though in the TV room. Perhaps I could tease him. How would he react to both Zach and Alex checking me out? It was just some harmless comments and a few glances, after all. It wasn't like I was going to fuck them.

But Josh had a weird spot for people he didn't like who lusted for his wife. He may not like it, but he still got so horny from it. Jealousy in a man is a weird thing.

Just to test the waters, see if he'd get jealous, I decided to tease him a bit.

"Hey babe," I said, entering the TV room.

"Hey," Josh said absentmindedly, not looking away from the screen in his lap. I went to stand next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"How's it going?" I asked, glancing down at what he was doing. Just some email correspondence.

"Good. Almost done," Josh said, eyes not leaving the screen. I looked down at him. He had just showered and his hair was still slightly wet.

"Oh," I said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek, which finally seemed to distract him.

"Hey," he said, smiling up at me.

"I went to the gym today," I started, looking down at him, my hands folded innocently in front of me.

"Oh yeah? Did you get anything done?" Josh asked, going back to his screen.

"Yeah, I guess. Got hit on a bit," I said, watching his reaction. He looked up at me immediately. I had his full attention now.

I walked around the sofa and sat down next to him, placing my hand on his thigh with what I hoped was an encouraging smile.

"Alex and Zach were there. They kinda hit on me," I continued.

"Alex was the dude from my birthday party?" Josh asked.

"Yeah. And he's Zach's friend," I said. Josh looked back at his screen, but clearly didn't focus on it. I could tell he was mulling it over. "They were asking how much I lifted and stuff. Obviously checking me out too."

"What did you say?" Josh asked, putting his tablet away. I smiled. He was definitely interested.

"I said I lifted 130. Or maybe a bit less. And that I don't come to the gym often," I said, feeling my own pulse increase. "Then Zach told Alex I was married, as Alex had just offered me to train with them, to help me, and obviously check me out. Alex didn't seem to care. That I was married, I mean."

I then shoved my hand into Josh's crotch, moving the tablet aside. As suspected, he was erect. I leaned in close and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"And what did you do?" Josh asked, leaning back, closing his eyes. I could tell he was imagining it all, the little jealous pervert. I loved it.

"Nothing really. Just kinda left," I said. I moved to sit in his lap, giving him a proper kiss. "How's your work going?"

"It's done," Josh said. "At least now it is."

"How does it make you feel that men flirt with me? You know, I'm gonna continue to go to that gym, so I might see them again," I said, rubbing his chest and stomach.

"I know," Josh said, smiling at me. "It's hot, though. I mean, it's not like you're going to fuck them or anything."

"Or anything," I teased. "I might end up needing some

help

."

"Nah, you're not allowed," Josh said, leaning in and kissing me. I pushed myself into him. He was hard as a rock now. "You know you're mine."

"I know. You're mine too," I said, looking into his blue eyes. They were beautiful. He was beautiful. But I wanted to tease more. "Does that mean I have to be a bad girl to have some fun?"

Josh raised his eyebrows. "You can always have fun."

"So I can fuck them if I want to?" I said, grinding into his hard cock. I know that was way too far, but it had the desired on the swell in his pants.

"No," Josh groaned, but determinedly. He looked up at me quite sternly. "Aren't you off the pill soon anyway?"

"Well, that's a problem. I should fuck them now then," I said, giving him a big smile. He didn't laugh, but his expression changed a bit. "We don't want Zach or Alex to knock-"

"No," Josh said, placing his hands on my hips, stopping me from moving. He held me tight. "You're not allowed to fuck other guys, Kim. We talked about this."

Josh didn't stand up and walk away, ending the conversation right there, like many men would do. He was determined to get his point across, and for me to understand that this part of our lives was done. The cheating was over. It made me feel bad that I had even tried to joke about it, but I felt so hot with the way he told me no. His grip was firm, not hurting, but he wanted to make sure I knew. His choice of wording also wasn't an accident. Clear communication.

"I know," I said, feeling myself blush. "I was just joking around."

"I know. But it's not funny, okay?" Josh said, loosening his grip. "I know you were just teasing me, but we're past that now."

"I know," I said, putting my arms around him. I didn't know what to say. It was weird that I had even joked about it, but I guess I thought he might find it sexy. I mean, it's not like I was going to fuck those two meatheads, after all. But I guess Josh didn't see it like that. "I'm sorry. I know you don't want me to cheat anymore."

"It's okay. And besides, you have Luna, right? And Linda at least some," Josh said. I could tell, even now when I had hurt him, that he wanted to accommodate my depravity.

"Yeah. But it was just fun that two dudes thought they had a chance. They don't, of course," I said. Josh kissed me, and I climbed out.

"It's okay. I've got some work to do, though," Josh said, gesturing towards the laptop.

"Of course," I said. I felt kinda bad. Really bad, actually.

So I went back to the living room and turned on the TV, ready to wallow in self-pity. A few minutes later, however, Josh came and sat down next to me. He had a look on him. He was still horny. I'm sure it didn't help that I was wearing a thin pair of yoga pants and a tight, light T-shirt.

"Are we good?" I asked.

"Yeah. Just that whole thing made me really horny," Josh admitted.

"Want me to suck it?" I teased, giving him a trying smile. "Well, I guess I owe you one for the Zach and Alex thing," I said, moving to kneel between his legs.

Josh leaned back as I opened his fly. His cock was rock hard. It was nice. It made me feel sexy. I leaned in and kissed his head, before licking down the side of his shaft and back up. Josh watched me, and I kept eye contact while I took his head in my mouth, making sure my tongue played around his frenulum.

"Fuck," Josh grunted, placing his hands on my head. He wasn't pushing, but I knew he would soon enough. He had that wild look in his eyes. It rarely came out, but when I teased him about cucking him, it surfaced.

I pushed myself down further, slowly taking him all in. It wasn't until I hit his pubes that I started to struggle. With Linda and Toby, I'd struggle way earlier. A small part of me started to wonder how far I could take Alex. I didn't even think of Zach, as I knew from Amanda he was rather small. Alex though... I pushed that thought aside. No point in thinking of other guys.

"That's so good, baby," Josh moaned, pushing me down a bit. I let him control my movements, making me bob along his thick shaft, slowly at first, but faster, harder. It wasn't long until he started fucking my face, forcing me deeper each time. My pussy started to become moist from the sensations. From being controlled and used like this.

I looked up at Josh, meeting his blue gaze. They were staring back intently, watching his cock gliding in and out of my mouth. Seeing my lipstick smudge against his wet shaft. His grunts and groans filled the air around us. I knew I had a job to do. To be a good girl and a wife. This is what being a wife means. A wife to be used.

I reached into my pants, finding my clit with my fingers. I rubbed it furiously as I was being face-fucked. I could feel it pulse through my whole body, the orgasm building, just from getting properly used. Getting used was simply one of my favorite things.

"Oh, fuck," Josh grunted, slamming his cock into my throat. I swallowed as much of his hot load as I could before he pulled out and shot the remaining strands into my mouth. I let some dribble down my chin onto the floor, creating a nasty scene for my husband.

He fell back, trying to catch his breath. A string of my drool and his cum trailed down from the corner of my lip to the head of his spent cock.

"Thank you, honey," Josh said, tucking his still-sensitive member back in his pants.

"Always," I said with a small smile.

"Shit, I didn't know where that was from," Josh chuckled.

"Amanda has taught you well," I said, chuckling as well. Josh nodded. He rose up, slapped my ass, and headed back to work.

*

"What you doing there, bud?" Linda asked as I was mopping the kitchen floor. She was just about to open the fridge after a jog, wearing dark tight yoga pants and a nice maroon top. A lot of yoga pants going around in our house lately.

A few days passed since Kim had almost caught me 'researching' domination porn. I wasn't sure why I didn't feel comfortable with her knowing I had searched for that stuff, but still, I cleaned my browser history. I mean, it was pretty light stuff, but still... and then Kim teased me about Zach and some douchebag at the gym hitting on her... I wasn't sure how I felt about her bringing that up. She had shut them down, so why wasn't that the end of it? I'd fuck Zach and Alex up in a heartbeat if they'd do anything that she wasn't comfortable with. For Zach, I barely needed a reason. That fucking misogynistic piece of shit.

I'd figure all that out later.

Still, that whole situation made me a bit uncomfortable, almost reassuring why I didn't feel comfortable sharing with Kim that I researched domination porn. It's weird, I know. Why was that the end all be all? I mean, part of it, I guess, was that I feared Kim would inadvertently use that information to push for something neither of us wanted. My biggest fear, which I shamefully dug down deep, was that such pushing would not be of an inadvertent nature.

Anyway, the house was due for a clean-up, so here I was, minding my own business not really thinking of anything. It was almost serene to do chores. Especially mopping, as there was so much floor to cover.

"What's it look like?" I asked, showing her the mop for emphasis.

"Where's Kim?" Linda asked, half expecting to see her mopping along with me or something.

"Probably upstairs gaming," I said. Linda then surprised me by taking a hairband to tie her hair up, gesturing me to give her the mop.

"You're much taller than me, so it makes more sense if you do the dusting," Linda said as if it was a given that she'd help out with our house cleaning.

I was of course happy to receive help, as I said, a lot to cover.

"Thanks," I said, slapping her back.

"Me need to work off rent," Linda joked, putting on her best 'house slave' voice. Slightly offensive, but it got a chuckle out of me.

"Plenty of ways to do that," I said. Linda raised her eyebrow at the small innuendo. "Like just paying the rent."

For the record, Linda hadn't yet got any actual rent to pay. We had put that on pause, with a small agreement about finding some solution early next year. She was officially an employee at Entrendy, but I wanted her to get a small breather as I knew she had a few things stacked up to take care of. As far as I knew, among other things, Linda had to help her parents in Florida. Apparently, her dad was in bad health, and her mother was dealing with issues from an old car crash from when she was still working.

So a few months living rent-free, then maybe getting her a company car, would certainly make both her situation easier and more comfortable(and therefore me very happy). I deemed it both worth it as it seemed she was set for a very long period working with me.

Within a few hours, we did the first floor, and the second floor, cleaned the pool, and cleaned the pool house. The garage was cleaned and tidied up. I don't know why I didn't think to ask Linda to help me earlier. We were quite efficient, and we chatted the whole way about all kinds of stuff. I learned so much about Linda every time I talked to her, and I just... found her so interesting. Is that weird? That's not weird, right? I mean, she was charismatic and had a strong personality, so I guess it made sense.

"Wow, I'm pretty exhausted," Linda said, having just finished cleaning the pool house while I was done brooming the garage floor. "I forgot how much work it is. And how big this place is."

"Yeah," I chuckled somewhat apologetically. It was honestly a bit too big without a maid, but we hadn't yet indulged in the luxury of hiring one. Or two, really. I suppose I could have hired a pool boy/girl, but I figured it was more trouble than it was worth. "And we still have the top floor."

"Right," Linda said. It was just one room right up against the roof. We used it as an office/gaming room, but we always sort of regretted it due to how warm it got up there. Kim was probably still up there gaming like crazy. "Erh. If you want, I can take care of that... and you can watch if you like?"

Linda asked very gently, but the notion was clear. She was asking me if she should go up and make my wife blow her, and if I wanted to watch. I hesitated for a moment, as yes, I wanted to see that, but also with Kim recently teasing me about Zach and Alex... and it wasn't even about those two, but rather the fact that

Kim

brought it up. We had sworn not to go that route again. Linda and Luna were one thing, but a rival, someone who would gloat and no doubt rub it in at the first given opportunity, or someone who saw themselves as capable of stealing my wife in any regard... Well, that was another story.