I sat at my desk, staring blankly into the laptop screen in front of me. My phone had buzzed a couple of times but I just ignored it and kept on staring. Outside my office it was business as usual at the gym I owned and operated, people working out, blenders making shakes, phones ringing, people chatting,etc etc, inside my office however, I sat still and quiet, trying to piece together the last few days of my life.
After showing up at my house out of the blue, my ex girlfriend Sasha had taken the calm little world my wife and I shared and turned it upside down. A few nights ago, she and my wife Kimmy brought back a guy from a party they were at and all four of us got into it up in our bedroom. My wife even sucked the stranger's cock while I fucked her, something that I never in a million years predicted her to do. The sight of that big fat dick in my wife's mouth was still on constant replay in my mind. After that night Sasha had continued to make herself comfy in my home. All last week her and my wife shopped, gossiped, went out to clubs, tanned and just basically did friendly girly stuff, I was never included mind you but at the end of the night Kimmy would always slink into bed with me and we would fall asleep in each other's arms just like we did when we were newlyweds.
Nothing sexual had happened between the girls and I since that one previous night. Whenever I tried to talk about things with Kimmy she would just smile and kiss me on the cheek,
"Relax Stevie, I love you and you have nothing to worry about" she would say.
When I left for work one morning both women were sitting out on the deck, sipping their fortified coffee's, laughing and enjoying the mid morning sun.
"Have a good day sweetie" chirped my wife after a quick peck on the cheek.
She slinked back to Sasha and giggled when my ex gave her ass a playful little slap. They were both in their bikinis and I couldn't help but get semi hard as I turned and headed to my car.
"Steve, we've got a problem!" buzzed the intercom box that sat on my desk.
Stephanie, the front desk girl working that day, sounded very panicked.
I pushed the speak button,
"What's up?" I replied.
"Ummmm" she paused, "maybe you better come up front first".
Forgetting my sexy wife and ex girlfriend for a moment, I muttered under my breath, stepped out of my office and headed up to the front desk.
Stephanie the desk girl is a young college student who works for me part time. She is very petite, easily under a hundred pounds, with long dark hair and a very innocent, sexy face. She is always friendly to the customers and even bordered on the inappropriate whenever around me. One time months ago, she made some very sexual comments to me while at a staff party. Being the happily married guy that I am, I brushed her off as politely as I could and wrote her comments off as nothing more than an alcohol induced slip of the tongue. Ever since that incident, Steph and I had gotten on fine and she had continued to be a great employee.
As I approached the front desk, I could see that Steph's face was beet red and she looked very flustered.
"Steve! Oh Steve I'm sorry but I didn't know what to do and people have been complaining and I didn't know what to tell them" she blurted out about a mile a minute, her face red and her eyes wide.
"Woah woah woah Steph, relax, breath" I put my hand on her shoulder.
"Whatever it is, I will handle it, now just relax and tell me what's up".
She took a deep breath and flipped her hair out of her face,
"Ok" she huffed.
"I've had several people come up to the desk and say that they can hear noises coming out of one of the tanning rooms".
"Ok, go on" I replied.
She crossed her arms in front of her perky twenty one year old tits and continued,
"So I went down to bed four and sure enough I could hear...things...like noises, so I put my ear to the door and, and..." she trailed off.
"Steph, please try to relax" I reassured, "this sort of thing happens lots".
She flipped her hair and went on,
"I put my ear to the door and I could hear moaning, loud moaning like someone was having sex".
"Oh" I stammered.
Believe it or not I have caught people fooling around in the tanning beds before, it doesn't happen often, but every now and then a couple of horny teenagers decide to get frisky, dealing with the culprits was always a little awkward.
I grabbed the master keys to the rooms off the wall,
"Don't worry about it Steph, you did the right thing, I'll take care of this" I said before heading off to the beds.
"Steve wait!" she shouted after me.
I faced her waiting for a response but she only waved for me to come closer. I got to the desk and she leaned over to whisper right in my ear,
"It's Kimmy".
"WHAT?" my eyes bulged.
"Its your wife, her and a friend of hers stopped by twenty minutes ago, she said she just wanted a quick tan so I put her in bed four and her friend in bed five".
I maintained my composure despite my mind screaming "FUCK" on the inside.
"I'll take care of it" I stammered before storming off.
I felt like my heart was going to burst from my chest as I made my way to the tanning beds. Gym patrons gave me concerned nods and then glanced back to the rooms as they passed me. Most people knew I was the owner and could put two and two together as I trudged by with keys in my hand and a serious look on my face. A few curious members had gathered around the door to bed four and all their eyes turned to me as I rounded the corner into the hall.