One Sunday this past summer, my wife and I were sitting on the couch with the tv on. We weren't really watching, as she was reading a magazine, and I was playing on my tablet. She put her magazine down and said that she was reading an article about which senses are the most important in causing arousal.
I told her that I thought it was probably different for every person. She then told me to rank the senses one through five on which gets me aroused the fastest.
After thinking about it for a few minutes, I said, "Ok, I have them in order."
"Let me try to guess," she said as she turned to face me on the couch.
I waited as she thought for a minute and then said, "Ok, I'm gonna say sight, touch, taste, hearing, and then smell."
"Not bad," I said, "except smell is at the top, followed by the rest in the order you said."
"Wait," she said, "you're saying that smell gets you aroused faster than sight?"
"Without a doubt," I replied, "and it's not even close. The others are all pretty close, but smell is hands down number one."
She got a strange look on her face and kinda shook her head, "I would not have guessed that. I am going to have to use that to my advantage."
She was lost in thought after that, and we didn't talk any more before going up for dinner.
Two days later, we decided that we were gonna meet at the gym in the afternoon when I got off work. I told her that I should be at the gym by 4:30 and we could work out and then go home and eat. Unfortunately, work was hectic that day, and I didn't get to the gym until around 5:15. When I walked into the gym, I thought that my wife was the only person in the gym. She was on one of the elliptical machines and I could tell that she had been working really hard, her face was very red and she was sweating hard.
As I put my bag in one of the lockers, I looked through the racks of medicine balls and noticed two people on the aerobic floor. It was a lady and one of the gym workers, Justin. They were standing by the machine that measures body mass and there was nobody else in the gym. That was a little strange, even for a Tuesday evening.
I walked over to my wife and she pulled one of her ear buds out. "Hey babe," she said, "rough day at work?"
"Something came up this afternoon that I had to deal with, but it wasn't a bad day." I replied. "I am gonna do a quick upper body workout, and then we can go eat."
"No rush," she replied, "I have another 10 minutes, and then my cool down. So, take your time, I can read my emails while I wait for you to finish."
I put my ear buds in and started on the shoulder machines. After about 20 minutes on the machines, I decided to do a couple sets on the bench to finish. After putting my weight on the bar, I laid down on the bench. As I got ready to do my first set, my wife stepped up to the head of the bench.
"Need a spot?" she asked.
"I'm doing low weight, high reps," I replied, "but if you want to stand there for inspiration, I'm all for it."
I started my set and didn't pay much attention to her as I knocked out my first 10 reps. As I pushed toward 15, I started to slow down my pace. When I got to 18, I started to struggle a bit. My wife noticed and stepped closer to where she was standing right over my forehead. She put her hands under the bar, but I did not need her help as I finished number 20.
I racked the bar and my wife rested her hands on it. I looked up at her and noticed her glance over to where Justin and the woman were still on the body mass machine. Then she surprised me by shifting her hips forward and sliding her undercarriage over my face.
"Let's put your sense rankings to the test," she said just over a whisper, "can you tell how hard I worked out?"
As the damp crotch of her yoga pants settled over my face, I inhaled deeply, and I could tell that she had indeed worked hard. Her aroma was strong, and I immediately felt a stirring in my shorts. I moaned softly as I breathed in her essence, and she rubbed her pussy back and forth across my face. She was wearing my favorite pair of yoga pants; they were really thin and super tight. She always wears a long t-shirt when she wears them, so nobody sees her cameltoe.
After about 10 seconds, definitely not long enough, she pulled back and stood up straight. "How was that for inspiration?" she asked.
"The best!" I replied. "I'm ready to go home now, well I might need a minute before I can stand up, so I don't embarrass myself walking to my truck."
She chuckled and told me to finish my workout, but asked me to switch to another bench, pointing to the bench behind her. I wasn't sure why she wanted me to switch to that particular bench, but it didn't really matter to me. We moved the weight to the other bar and added a little more for my next set.
After resting for a few minutes, I told her that I would only be able to do 10 or 12 reps with that weight but laid down on the bench. Again, she stepped up close to my head and grinned as she looked down at me. She told me that if I get 12, she will give me a little reward. I knew what she had in mind and there was no way that I wasn't going to do 12. I actually did 14 before racking the bar.
As soon as I set the bar down, I looked up at her smiling face. She quickly looked over her shoulder toward Justin and the lady and then turned around. She lifted her t-shirt over hips and then squatted down and settled her ass on my face. Now I knew why she wanted me to use that bench, she wanted to be able to see Justin.
She wiggled her ass a little and my nose wedged between the cheeks of her ass. I took a deep breath and my head spun. Her scent was overpowering, and I breathed it in desperately. I felt my dick respond and knew that I was ready to leave immediately. She stayed on my face longer this time, probably close to 30 seconds. I was in heaven.
She finally stood back up and let her t-shirt fall back over her bubble butt as she turned back to the bench. "How was that?" she asked, with an insecure look on her face, "Too much?"
"Not nearly long enough," I replied. "Let's go!"
She smiled as I reassured her and told me I still had one set to do, then we could leave. I rolled my eyes and told her that she was killing me but stood up and took the weight we added for that set off the bar.