Over those days last November, my wife Kate's behaviour and attitude towards me gradually altered but her daily routine seemed to change little. Paul, her would be lover, who I had met once, at the wild swimming drinks, was only apparent in our life as someone Kate texted and met at her yoga classes. I did not track their meetings or liaisons and NEVER asked as that would break the unstated rule that Kate would let me know about her affair -- which I had instigated - when she was ready. Her terms.
But towards month end, I did start to realise things with Paul were moving along behind the scenes. I had picked up that Kate and Paul were having regular coffee dates after yoga and now pilates as he had joined her class. However, I did not realise then that they were already very close and Kate later told me she was getting in to Paul. He was kind, thoughtful, mindful and interested in her and lavished time on her. She told me subsequently he thought he was seducing a sexy older woman when in fact he was her prey. I was unaware of this though on the look out for any signs that Kate was going to indulge my cuckolding fetish at last.
Then things started ti move quickly.
Yoga. One morning in late November last year, we were up early and Kate was in the shower promptly. She had Yoga that morning and had mentioned that Paul was actually leading the class for once. I then spotted that she had bought some absolutely stunning new lycra yoga pants and top which complimented her slender figure and still perky boobs. The resultant look was two well rounded taut lycra lifting and separating her mum buttocks with sheer smooth finish: it looked so hot and gave her arse a real lift and tuck look beyond her years!
Ah ha -- I thought and felt a heavy surge in my scrotum -- this was dressing to kill. I wanted to fuck her there, and made a move on her in the bedroom, but Kate was conspicuously off hand. She told me to look not touch and then but she was off with a swish of gym bag and mat.
That day I was a mess of distraction. I was out of the home office with a number of business meetings and kept checking my phone: I had no reason to expect a text or anything but I still kept checking for a message from Kate.
I had lunch out on the move with one of my investment team and then headed home. I got home early afternoon and Kate's Audi TT was in the drive. There was no sign of her so I went upstairs to our bedroom to find her just taking a bath after yoga. But yoga was 4 hours ago? I asked. Kate didn't look at me and just casually said she had gone shopping after coffee with Paul and was late back, needing to freshen up after all that yoga.
I went to the kitchen to make us some tea and noticed that the washing machine was on with the new yoga kit inside. Unusual I thought, but Kate was so unchanged and casual I did not really think about it. However, this had been the day their affair had begun...
Kate later told me the story of how it started, weeks later, as I pumped my own cock in and out of her sopping pussy.
At the yoga session, she recalled, she had taken position at the front on the class and she and Paul exercised inches apart. She said she felt as giddy as a silly teenager and couldn't stop herself copping an eyeful of his neat bum and tight lycra shorts stretched over his cock. A nice package. She got wetter as the session went on and tried to concentrate on Downward Dog, but kept imagining doggy with Paul!
After the class, her gang had all had coffee with Paul and knowing glances were exchanged between her girlfriends as they watched Kate and Paul flirt. Finally, it was just those two left at the café, mid morning, and Paul invited Kate to come back to his flat for another coffee. She told me that she never got that coffee....
Paul's flat was not big but very modern and minimalist with sleek white kitchen and breakfast bar and lots of big floor to ceiling windows. Kate said they both felt very randy and both knew why she had come back to the flat, but she said it had not been planned at all. They took no more than two minutes of awkward coffee related discussion before Paul suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled Kate to him. They immediately started devouring each other and Kate said his hands were all over her like a mad animal. Crazed she said, literally in an instant he had slid his hands down the rear of her yoga pants and he was sliding long tapered fingers into her bum crack (she did say she was relieved then for the Brazilian wax!).
