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This happened back when I was about 22-23 years old. I was divorced from a one year marriage and had recently broken up with my girlfriend. So I was playing the field and enjoying it.
I worked out regularly and I was in good shape. I had a good job and a nice vehicle so I was a hit with the local ladies. I lived in a small southern town and my life pretty well revolved around my job and going to the fitness center. It was at the fitness center where I first met Paul. I had noticed him before because his wife usually accompanied him. He was probably late forties, early fifties. I wasn't sure about her but guessed forties, though she didn't really look it. She was, in my estimation, HOT! She had blond hair, worn in the "big hair" style of the eighties and was about 5'4" tall and maybe a little over 100lbs. She had a nice round ass and her tits were large for her size, through some enhancement help I later learned.
Best of all she usually wore short lycra tights that showed off her plump cameltoe pussy and a sports bra that showed the outline of her nipples. I sometimes had a difficult time controlling myself around her and had to work hard to control my bulge!
I was at the water cooler when Paul approached and introduced himself. We made small talk and then went about our work outs. After this Paul always spoke to me when we met and he even asked me for advice on exercises as he said, "It's obviously working for you!", looking me over. I was flattered and I even began to help him and give him spots on certain lifts while he returned the favor. Though he didn't lift as heavy or as hard as me we got along well and worked out together pretty regular. He introduced me to his wife, Barb, and she was as nice and easy going as he was. He and I talked about the girls I dated, my job, etc. and we quickly became friends.
After several weeks of this he asked one Tuesday evening while we worked out if I had plans for Friday night. I replied that no, I hadn't made any plans yet. He asked if I would like to come over to their place for a couple of drinks and he would throw some steaks on the grill. That sounded like fun, I'd get to ogle Barb and have a steak dinner too! So I told him sure and we agreed on 6:00 p.m. Friday. He told me how to get to their place(this was before gps and smart phones)and I didn't really think too much more about it.
I arrived at their place a few minutes before 6:00. I was very impressed, even a little intimidated. Although it was in a small development on the lake their home sat in a small wooded area without any other homes close. Their house was large and very nice. They had a 4 car garage attached and a covered porch ran across the full length in front. The house was a mix of brick and stone and I had no idea what a home like this might cost. (I learned that 6 years later the home and property sold for $785,000.00, a huge amount in this area).
Paul met me at the door and ushered me inside. I had never seen a home as nice as this but Paul made me feel comfortable as he led me through a beautiful living room and dining area into what he called the lounge. It was a large room with a huge TV. This was a projection TV as flat screens were yet to come and it was the first I'd ever seen. There were couches and various chairs but what caught the eye was a large bar. It was huge with 8 barstools and a brass foot rail. Paul explained that he had found it in a small town in KY where the building was going to be demolished. It came complete with some carved initials!
There was a pool table and a card table with chairs. There was also a set of French doors leading outside to what looked like a large patio and then a pool. He asked what I was drinking and when I said bourbon he smiled ear to ear. Apparently he is a bourbon "aficionado", I never knew there was such a thing. A jim beam and coke and I'm happy. I was served a variety of bourbons over the next hour poured from shot glasses into a larger glass, this apparently let it "breathe" and brought out the full flavors. It all tasted like good bourbon to me and I had a real good buzz going on now.
I was buzzing pretty good now and when Paul suggested we step outside I was ready for some fresh air. There was a beautiful stone patio with several tables and chairs made from teak. Outdoor kitchens are fairly common now but they had a built in gas grill and cooking station that was a first for me. Beyond was a large in-ground pool. I had never known anyone who had an in-ground pool. There was also a large hot tub off to the side. "Hey, here come the steaks", Paul announced. And I was blown away. Barb came out, carrying a tray with steaks, and wearing a short summer sundress. Her tan legs were luscious; as she came closer I could see her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She was her sunny, friendly self, giving me a big hug(and hard-on)after handing Paul the tray.
She was drinking wine and it was apparent that she had consumed several glasses before making her appearance. She was quite flirty, once running her hands over my chest as she said that she appreciated my helping Paul with his workouts, though she knew he couldn't get my build. Now, my butt was one of my prime assets. You don't think of a man's butt as being attractive to women. Wrong!! I had constant compliments on my butt from women. I had girls honk at me and yell "nice ass"! Really!!It took a lot of squats and deadlifts. Anyway, as Paul grilled steaks and potatoes, she couldn't keep her hands off my butt. She kept rubbing and squeezing and I was very embarrassed and hoped that Paul wouldn't get mad. I was so embarrassed that it wasn't exciting for me. Finally it was time to eat and everything was fantastic!