Jake and I moved to our new neighborhood about six months ago. We had spent the previous 10 years of our marriage in the Midwest, so a Florida suburb was somewhat new to us. We enjoyed the mild winter; no more snow was fine with us.
We are both in our early thirties. Jake is 6'1" well built and quite handsome. My name is Sandy. I am 5'5", with long blonde hair, and maintain my figure through frequent work-outs at the health club.
Our new health club is only two blocks from home, so I usually walk. The new club has all the equipment to maintain conditioning; and there is also a lot of socializing. That's how it all started.
There was a group of seven couples that I noticed usually worked out together. All of them were attractive and had nice bodies thanks to their many hours at the club. They all seemed to be in their late twenties to mid-forties. Primarily the women, but quite often the men came to the club at about the same time, on the same days. I wasn't employed yet so I spent a lot of time at there. Watching the group I noticed that they all seemed to be the best of friends. On the infrequent times that Jake went with me he also noticed how much fun they had with each other, laughing and joking as they went through their exercise routine.
Going through my routine one evening I looked up as one of the women was standing next to me. We both smiled as she mentioned that I had become a regular at the club. I explained that it was so convenient for me, and that I liked to keep in shape.
Looking back at the three other women from her group, she asked if I would join them in the club's juice bar after completing my routine. Knowing that Jake was working late I said "sure, I would love to."
After showering the five of us got a table. I had only looked in the bar before, never having actually gone in.
As we each picked out our drink I was introduced to the other women. I tried to remember all their names, knowing that I wouldn't. I did pick up on the fact that Judy, a striking tall blonde in her mid thirties, and her husband Jim owned the club, and had been in business for about three years. Everyone was quite nice to me as we discussed all kinds of things.
For the next month I saw several of the women almost every time I went. They were all very friendly, but only occasionally did the work-out end with a visit to the juice bar. It seemed that whenever the group socialized after the work-out I was invited; and I tried to attend as often as I could. Having no close friends in the area, it was nice chatting with friendly people.
Jake was pleased that I had gotten in with the group. He had made friends at his new job and wanted me to be happy in our new town.
On a Tuesday evening Judy mentioned that the three girls there, plus two of the men would be going to the bar afterwards, and asked me to join them. I had no other plans so I said "count me in".
After a quick shower we pulled two tables together and selected our drinks. The two men, Sam and Mike sat with there wives Susan and Janet. I was getting better with the names. As we were sipping our drinks Susan, a petite girl with a very pretty face, asked me if Jake and I would like to attend a small party at the club after it closed on Saturday evening. She said that it would be just drinks and dancing, so we should eat before coming,
Needing to see if Jake had anything planned I said that I would certainly like to; and would let them know by tomorrow. Susan gave me her cell number.
Jake had no plans and thought it would be nice to socialize with the group. He commented "they all seem to have such a great time together sober; what would they be like after a few drinks?"
Saturday evening Jake and I had a light dinner before showering and getting ready. I wore a short black dress and Jake wore slacks and a polo shirt. Jake joked "we clean up pretty good for Midwesterners."
We arrived at the time we were told, however the party was in full swing, and we were the last couple there. The bar was now stocked with liquor, beer, and wine.
Everyone was having a good time, and we hadn't been there for more than two minutes before Sam asked me to dance. I said "let me get a drink first, but you can have the first dance". As Jake was fixing us a drink Judy and her husband Jim came over to welcome us to the party
The music was loud and everyone was dancing and joking around. I found Sam and told him I was ready; so we proceeded to the dance floor. Over the music he told me how glad everyone was that Jake and I decided to attend, and that we seemed to fit in well with the group.
Jake and I both had a lot of fun. Everyone seemed to make a point of talking with us, and we got to know them much better.
At about 10:00PM Judy stopped the music and thanked everyone for coming; however it was time to close so they could get the club ready for business tomorrow.
Judy declined our offer to help clean up, but again told us how nice it was having us there.
Living only two blocks away, Jake and I started walking home. A block away Jake looked back and noticed that no one else had come out of the building. We assumed that it was just old friends saying good bye. We both commented on having an enjoyable evening.
I continued my work-outs at the club, and now Jake seemed anxious to attend with me. Before the party I had to coax him into going, but now we were part of the group and automatically joined them on whatever machines they were using.
About a month after the first party Judy invited us to the next one, planned for Saturday evening, and we both eagerly accepted.
We arrived at 8:30PM as instructed; finding that, as before, we were the last ones there and the party appeared well under way. Mike and Tom, both fine looking men, asked me to dance within the first few minutes of our arrival.
After saying hello to everyone I found Mike, the first to request a dance, and he escorted me to the dance floor. As I looked back I saw Jake dancing with Judy at the bar.
Mike pulled me closer than anyone had at the previous party, and I felt the beginning of his erection as our bodies touched. Looking back, Jake was dancing cheek to cheek with Judy so I decided to just enjoy. Mike's hand moved to my butt just as the music stopped. I smiled as we parted, thinking that he was getting a little frisky from the alcohol, nothing that I hadn't experienced before.