Hope you like this attempt. Although this is in loving wives, it could also be interracial. If you don't like interracial.........spare yourself, don't read it.
Trainer sets goals for pretty young wife
Goals Set
Lisa and Matt had been married for four years, tying the knot just two years after they graduated from college. Lisa worked for her family's insurance agency, and Matt had taken a job with a large accounting firm which required him to work long hours and to do some travelling. They began going out together early in their first year of college, and Matt had taken Lisa's cherry only two days after their first date.
Matt had been hot for Lisa from the moment he set eyes on her. Her body was magnificent, her face was beautiful, and their personalities complemented one another perfectly. And, Lisa was by far the best fuck Matt had ever had, considering he had been having sex since he was fourteen.
He absolutely loved the feel of her body. She had the prettiest face, soft sandy colored hair, beautiful blue eyes. On top of that, her breasts were full, not overly large, but certainly not small by any means. And her nipples were the perfect shade of brown, and they puckered beautifully when she was aroused. Matt loved her tits. But he also loved her perfectly shaped, slender legs and the remarkable ass that sat atop of them. From the first time he saw Lisa's beautiful body, he was totally turned on by it. Further, he loved her personality, and he especially loved the fact that his had been her first and only cock.
For Lisa's part, she had fallen for Matt the same way he had for her. He was like an Adonis. His body was perfectly muscled and toned, and he was incredibly handsome as well. And, she loved the feel of sex with him. From their very first time, she loved the feel of his naked body on top of hers and of his throbbing manhood inside of her. He had been her only lover, and while her sexual experience was limited to him alone, she had enjoyed their sex life from the very first time she allowed him to spread her legs and slide his pulsing shaft into her. Their sex life had been good, and Matt seemed to be as excited by her body as she was by his.
Over the past year or so however, because Matt would frequently come home exhausted from long days and travel, their love making had declined sharply. Lisa knew that Matt was tired, but she also wondered if he still found her as attractive as he had previously. She had put on ten pounds over the last several years, working mostly a desk job in her parents' insurance office, and she wondered if the weight gain might be making her less attractive to him. She also found herself jealous of the fact that Matt was working with a lot of young and attractive women whom she knew flirted with him constantly, hoping he'd stray their way.
At office parties that she attended from time to time with Matt, some of these young women would flirt openly with him, even with her standing right there. Matt would laugh when Lisa would mention this to him, and he assured her that she was his only interest. He acknowledged that they were cute, but no where near as cute as Lisa was, and he told her that she was really and truly the only one for him. He also reassured her that her added weight was not even noticeable and made her even more luscious in his eyes. But still she worried that he might find the young women he worked with more attractive than she was.
So Lisa determined to regain the figure of her college days. She decided to hire a personal trainer and work on toning her muscles and losing the new weight. When she told Matt her plans, he told her that he thought it was a great idea, but he assured her that she didn't have to do it for him. He even said he'd try to go with her on the weekends. That pleased her, and she went ahead and made an appointment at a local sports club to arrange for a trainer and a workout program.
The next day, she met with Kim, the manager at the fitness club, who smiled as Lisa outlined her goals. She told Lisa that she didn't need to do a thing, that she was perfect the way she was, but she said she'd connect her with their best personal trainer, who was also a part owner of the club, and she was sure Lisa would achieve her goals in no time.
The trainer Kim had in mind was Marc White, whose name and skin color did not match. His skin was actually a soft mocha color, and at twenty-eight years old, he had carved a reputation for himself as probably the best personal trainer in the city, someone everyone wanted to have, especially the women. The manager smiled to herself and she scheduled Lisa's sessions with Marc. She thought to herself that Marc would definitely get Lisa to her goals, and he'd have a few of his own for her, which the manager felt she'd probably meet as well. Lisa was exactly the type of client that Marc liked to work with, young and attractive, white and married, and so eager to meet her goals that she'd take direction from him willingly. Eventually, Kim mused, he might have her doing things that she never thought she could or would do.
"Lisa, you're all set for your first session with Marc on Saturday morning at ten. He's the best trainer we have, and I know you're going to love working with him, everyone does, especially the women." She smiled and winked at Lisa saying this. "You'll see what I mean when you meet him. In fact, let me check, he might still be here and you can meet him right now, just to get acquainted. Kim walked out of the office area to check. She returned almost immediately. "He's just finishing with a client out at the pool. Why don't we go out there and I'll introduce you."
Lisa just figured that from what Kim had said, Marc was both a great trainer, and a pretty good looking guy as well. That was fine with her, but she wasn't really interested in what he looked like, as long as he helped her reach and maintain her personal goals.
Kim led Lisa out to the pool area which was basically empty save for an attractive thirty something woman who was just dripping wet and talking with a black man who had also been swimming, and who possessed an absolutely incredible body. He must be Marc, Lisa thought. He stood about 6'2", and weighed about 190 pounds of lean and tight muscle, she mused. They both turned to look at Kim and Lisa as they entered, and it was then that Lisa saw that not only did Marc have a remarkably sculpted body, but his face was absolutely perfect as well. He was just an incredibly good looking guy. And the skimpy black speedo swimming suit he was wearing allowed his beautiful form to be almost completely visible to anyone in the pool area. He smiled at Kim and Lisa, "Be with you in just a minute." And Lisa noted that he let his eyes looked her up and down slowly and he definitely smiled and nodded at her before he turned back to his client.
In less than a minute, he finished with her and turned and walked toward Kim and Lisa, now allowing both women to enjoy the beautiful male vision that was moving in their direction. Now that she could see the front of Marc's body, she delighted in the vision before her.
From his shaved head and the beautifully chiseled face, the broad and muscled shoulders, the thick biceps, the thickly muscled pecs with just a sprinkling of jet black fuzz, and those unbelievable abs, and the very thin waist, and the tight and nicely muscled thighs and calf muscles, Lisa found herself for the first time in a long time really enjoying looking at a guy other than her husband. She was almost embarrassed by the fact that she caught her eyes scanning his body, and she realized that they widened noticeably when they fixed on Marc's bathing suit and the clearly substantial male equipment that the suit was barely able to cover. She hoped desperately that Marc did not notice her eyes lingering there.
She forced herself to look up and meet his eyes. He smiled his beautiful smile and said, "Hi, I'm Marc." Extending his large hand he shook Lisa's gently and allowed Kim to introduce her.
"It's actually good that we are meeting because we can get a couple of easy things out of the way right now if you want, Lisa. Do you have a couple of minutes?"
Lisa was almost in a daze, she could feel herself just wanting to stare at the beautiful, almost naked male specimen in front of her, and now he was talking to her. She blushed a little and responded. "Sure Marc. I have some time."
"Good, why don't we go into my office so we can talk a bit, and I want to take your measurements for your before and after stats. And, believe me; you're going to be happy with the after stats. But Lisa, aside from a little firming up, I have to wonder what it is you want to improve. You look terrific as you are." Marc said, looking her up and down slowly. Lisa thought to herself, just a bit too slowly.
She blushed again taken with the compliment and at the same time with how really masculine looking he was. His body was still wet from the pool, and his toned and sculpted muscles glistened under the water. And, his bathing suit was so provocative she thought, she felt herself flush and she experienced a tingling in her loins. She hoped he would cover up in his office. If he didn't, she was afraid she would be beet red the whole time she was with him.
They went into Marc's office, and he grabbed a towel and quickly wiped his beautiful mocha colored torso down, and then threw on a loose white sleeveless T shirt. For her part, Lisa's head was spinning, she had never had this reaction around a guy before, except her husband, but she thought to herself that, except for Matt, she had never been this close to such a stunningly handsome guy, albeit a black guy, who was almost naked. She fought for control of her mind and body and finally was able to explain to him what she wanted to do. While she was talking, he listened attentively, nodding and maintaining a serious and understanding demeanor. But Lisa also felt like his eyes were wandering over her body as she spoke, and she sensed that he kept inspecting her, looking her over. And, she didn't think he was just looking her over for purposes of planning her workout regimen. She almost felt like he was coming onto her with his looks.
