If you haven't read the first two chapters, I'd suggest you start there. This one could stand on its own though. If you don't like wives having sex with other men, don't bother reading this. I've only been writing these stories for about a month. It amazes me that people will read a story they know they won't like and then make rude comments to make themselves feel better. I get it, maybe you've been cheated on, and that's a horrible thing. But some people enjoy stories about unconventional / unrealistic marriages. If that is for you, enjoy.
A few months after our trip to Mexico, I was at my desk at work, and a text popped up to me and Jax from Sarah, saying, "How are my two lovers doing today? I put these on and thought about you, Jax."
Two pictures were attached to the text. The first was my wife standing in her silver heels, white panties, garter belt, and stockings. She was also wearing a silver anklet I recently purchased for her with a spade charm. I found out what the spade charm meant and thought it was stimulating when Sarah would wear it around the house. She knew what it meant and loved to tease me with it.
The second picture was of Sarah laying on our bed. Her panties were laying next to her, and she was spread eagle with her ten inch black dildo stuffed in her wet pussy. I could see her cream coating the bottom of the shaft.
I stared at the pictures and was completely aroused at my desk, knowing the last time my wife wore those clothes, she had the cum from two black men seeping out of her holes. Knowing she sent the pictures to Jax only intensified my erection. I felt the cravings that had been satiated for a while. The image of Sarah rolling her ass in circles as the two men double penetrated her with their big cocks filled my brain. Knowing Sarah sent those pictures confirmed to me that she was missing it as well.
I met Sarah at the gym everyday after work. When I first arrived, she wasn't there yet. I ran into Antoine, her personal trainer. He was about six-five and 245 pounds of lean muscle. His dark brown skin made him look extra defined.
He'd been working with her for several months now, and I was more than happy with the results. Her ass was definitely firmer, and had actually grown in size it seemed. Her slender legs now had firm muscle tone, and she looked great in and out of a bikini.
Antoine was twenty-nine years old, and he sold real estate locally and was well-established selling lake properties to wealthy coastal dwellers trying to escape the bigger cities during and after the Covid outbreak. He'd accumulated quite a portfolio for a young man, and I helped him prepare a living trust since he was helping Sarah in the gym.
We'd become pretty close, and he was becoming a good friend. I'd had him over for our Superbowl party this year, and we had great conversations, especially when he saw my signed John Elway and Peyton Manning gear in my man-cave.
He also enjoyed overlanding, and he had a well equipped Toyota Tacoma that he'd rigged with a fully functional kitchen, shower, awning, rooftop tent, and everything you'd need to get you out of sticky situations. He was currently building a jeep in his barn behind his home. We'd been out on the trails a few times, and his knowledge of mechanics helped me to fix a few things on my rig.
"Sarah's not here yet?" I asked Antoine.
"No, I haven't seen her," He replied.
"What do you think about us getting Russel Wilson this year?" I asked him.
We were both huge Denver Broncos fans. I started back in John Elway's early days as a quarterback, and he became a fan in his later years when he won the Superbowl. Now, Elway was a decision making executive for our team, and he gave up the world to get Russell Wilson as our quarterback.
"Bruh, it better work," Antoine replied. "We gave up our first and second round picks for the next two years, plus a shit-ton of money."
"I know, but the guy is special," I said, trying to be optimistic. "I'll have you and Craig over for some games this year."
"Hell yeah, that sounds like a plan," Antoine replied.
"Where the hell is Sarah?" I asked no one in particular. "Let me text her and see where she's at."
I pulled up my text string completely forgetting her last text was a picture of her with a black dildo inside her. Antoine was looking at my phone as we stood shoulder to shoulder facing the parking lot.
"Oh shit," I said as I quickly turned my phone off.
Just then, Sarah's red Jeep Rubicon pulled into the parking lot. She stepped down from the raised 4x4 looking stunning. She was wearing her gray leggings and a pink sweatshirt over a sports bra. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Damn, she looked good. We both watched her as she entered the gym and confidently strolled toward us.
"Hi love," Sarah said as she kissed me.
"Hi babe," I said.
"Hi Antoine, are you ready to kick my ass today?" Sarah said with a smile.
"Always," He replied. "The question is, are you ready?"
"I'm always ready to work out," Sarah bragged.
They started with some stretches, and I went off and did my own stretches before doing my chest and back routine. I watched through the mirrors as Antoine helped Sarah with her stretches and talked to her. I noticed his eyes drift over her body appreciatively, but not in an overly leering way. I couldn't help but think he was seeing her differently after seeing her picture on my phone.
We continued our workouts for the next hour. I walked by Sarah while she was doing squats. Her gray leggings were stretching over her round ass, and I could clearly see her camel toe as she reached the bottom of her squats. Antoine was seeing the same view I was, and I noticed he had a large bulge running down his gym pant leg. He made eye contact with me, and looked away guiltily.
We finished our workouts thirty minutes later and headed home afterwards. We had dinner with our kids and prepared for bed.
I noticed Jax texted back finally, saying, "Holy shit, Sarah. You are hot as ever! I had my work phone and didn't get this until just now. You made my day."
Sarah giggled as she looked at her notification from Jax.
"Did you like my text, Steve?" Sarah asked me.
"I couldn't leave my desk for thirty minutes after you sent that, my dick was so hard," I told her. "I couldn't get that image out of my head."
Jax sent another text saying, "You still do this to me."
There was a picture attached with Jax's hard cock filling the screen. Sarah looked at it and licked her lips.
"You may have caused that reaction in more than just me and Jax, Sarah," I told her.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"When you were late for the gym, Antoine and I were talking for a while, and I pulled my phone out to test you, and guess what picture was filling the screen on my last text string."
"Oooh shit!" Sarah replied as she covered her eyes, embarrassed.
