My wife, Lana, and I, both in our forties, had begun to share our home with the lovely Sandy. Sandy worked at the local country club as an aerobics and fitness instructor. She had confided in Lana that her husband was abusive to her and had gambled his way into insurmountable debt. Lana, had convinced me to let Sandy come live with us while she recovered financially. A tall, attractive, slender woman in her early thirties Sandy appeared to be the model house guest.
Lana and I enjoyed an active sex life. We had carefully conditioned our bodies to explore and share our sexuality. During a passionate morning of love making I had noticed a curious Sandy outside our bedroom door watching us. It was a few days later that Lana surprised me.
'Jim, you're keeping something from me. What is it?" she asked.
I was taken off guard. I had had thoughts about Sandy, Lana, and I in a sexual relationship. But every time I had rejected them on the basis that Lana just would not go along. We had a great marriage, enjoyed each other sexually, and I had no desire to risk our relationship. Lana could read me pretty well, but I hadn't thought my attraction to Sandy was at all detectable.
"No, I'm fine, really. Are you going to work out today?" I deliberately changed the subject.
"Yes, I'm headed over to the club later. Sandy is taking me through a new series of exercises."
I nodded and left the room. I was due to leave on a business trip and needed to finish packing. My aversion to early mornings had resulted in an intense dislike for, what I referred to as, 'dawn patrol' at the airport. I found myself travelling to my destination the day ahead to avoid it. From time to time Lana went with me however, Lana and I found hotel rooms a powerful aphrodisiac. I had nearly missed a couple of morning meetings due to extended lovemaking with my hot wife. I smiled at the thought and continued packing.
Lana always arrived at the club in the late afternoon. Parking close by the fitness center she typically chatted with some of the women in the common area and then disappeared into the locker area to prepare for her private session with Sandy. Lana always looked great in spandex. It showed off her full figure and although heavily bound, her breasts always looked large and full. I am always turned on by a woman's sweat and Lana, as a result of her conditioning, broke a sweat easily. One of the most awesome sights during our lovemaking was that of my beautiful wife riding me, her body glistening in sweat, grinding her hot, wet pussy into my hard cock.
Lana was very particular about keeping in shape. She was constantly refining her exercise routines to keep her body toned and firm. The work had paid off, she easily passed for being in her mid-thirties. Sandy had been working with her for at least six months. They were close and I had noticed Lana had arranged for an increasing number of 'private' sessions with Sandy. I thought nothing of it, in fact Lana was probably helping her out financially as Sandy would earn more for individual sessions.
Shortly after Lana left for the club I had received a call delaying my trip until the next week. Rather than unpack, I decided to go over to the club, relax a little, then surprise Lana. We could head out for a quiet dinner, something she always enjoyed doing. As I drove into the country club I admired the fine kept grounds, we found the club to be a great value. It included a championship golf course, indoor tennis center, curling rink, and a full gym and workout facility spread out over several acres in a lush countryside setting. The parking lot was virtually empty so I parked by Lana's car and walked to the club lounge where I relaxed downing a draft beer. Checking the clock I decided to head over to the fitness center and surprise Lana, who would be finishing up her session with Sandy.
The women's center at the fitness facility was off limits for men. However, it was well past closing time and security knew me at the club. I had no trouble getting access to the gym area where Lana was working out. The place was deserted however I heard women's voices as I neared the workout area. I slowed and peeked around the corner at Lana and Sandy finishing the work out. Not wishing to interrupt them I stopped at the entrance, listening.
"That's it Lana, one more...good...excellent. Thirty reps...fantastic!" enthused Sandy.
"Wow, can I ever feel that in the abs. These exercises are killers but I know they'll be worth it." Lana sat up on the workout bench.
"Well, that's it Lana. Work on this series over the next week and we'll review next session." Sandy spoke to Lana as she moved behind her on the work out bench. She rested her hands on my wife's shoulders and began massaging them.
"Do you feel yourself beginning to relax, kind of all tingly?" Sandy asked.
"Oh yeah, it feels great...there, yes, right there!" Lana rolled her head around her shoulders as Sandy kneaded her shoulder blades, along her spine, and to her lower back. Sandy then dropped down behind Lana on the bench, her legs straddling each side.
"You're so tense Lana. Let me relax you."
What I saw next both startled me and incredibly aroused me.
Sandy deftly slid Lana's spandex suit off her shoulders and peeled it sensually off her upper body. My wife's beautiful breasts swung free, glistening with fresh sweat. Lana sighed deeply as Sandy's fingers expertly continued their massage. Sandy gently kissed around her neck area, her hands reaching around to fondling Lana's magnificent breasts.
"Jim's away tonight isn't he?" Sandy whispered seductively.
"Yes, until tomorrow." Lana's replied huskily, I recognized the urgency, Sandy's massage was affecting her. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. Sandy continued.
"He really has no idea of our sexual relationship does he?"
"No, and I would never want to hurt him. I enjoy sex with him and I enjoy sex with you."
"What...what if he finds out? Will he make me move out?" Sandy asked uncertainly.
Lana turned around on the bench, peering deep into her eyes she reached up and gently pulled Sandy toward her. Their lips met and progressed to a deep, penetrating, passionate kiss as they embraced. Finally they released, Sandy eyes implored Lana for reassurance.
"Jim will let you stay as long as you want...as long as we want." Lana said gently, then lightened the mood. "Now you naughty girl, unless you are prepared to take me, right her, right now, we better hit the showers."
Sandy and Lana kissed again. A long sensuous kiss, tongues probing, and hands lingering as they playfully frisked each other. Recovering from my surprise I found myself incredibly turned on. I wanted them both, I wanted them to know that I knew of their relationship, that some how, some way I understood, in the limited way a man can understand, the attraction between two women. I loved Lana, and if she took pleasure from another woman, why should I feel threatened? I find women pleasing, attractive, sensual, why shouldn't she?
"Let's take this up again when we get home...we've got all night." I heard Lana say as they arose and went to the showers. I felt like surprising them but something held me back. They looked so at ease, so comfortable with one another. Clearly Sandy had, over time, awakened some new sexual frontiers for Lana. Perhaps I should not have been surprised, Lana had been very receptive to having this very attractive young lady move in with us. She had made a very compelling case for us taking her in, one I could not argue with. I had not noticed anything different in Lana's behavior, but as I thought about it, perhaps she had been more willing to initiate sex in the past few months.
Then a thought hit me. I was supposed to be away, a great cover. I could easily get back to the house before the women and continue the evening as a voyeur. As the women moved to the showers I quickly vacated the women's gym area. I quickly began formulating a plan, a plan that would lead me to have both of these women, but I was going to have a little fun first.
As I drove out of the parking lot I called home from my cell phone and left my usual message from out of town telling Lana I arrived safely, was meeting an associate for dinner, and would be home mid afternoon tomorrow.
"Love you babe." I said as I concluded the call. My cover was complete. I had determined my course of action. Our large ranch style house made staying out of sight easy, there were several vantages where I could observe the women, wherever they were. I would watch and observe and maybe even capture some on video cam, something that might come in handy later.
"You bastard, Lana will have my balls for bookends if she finds out," I thought as I reached home. Well, the women were not above some deception...turn about seemed fair play. Lana and Sandy arrived about a half hour later. I had reset the house alarm. They suspected nothing. "Up for a hot tub and a glass of chardonnay before dinner?" Lana asked as they entered the house.
"Mmmm. We may never get to dinner..." Sandy replied seductively.
"Some would rather fuck than eat...me, I prefer both" Lana reprimanded lightheartedly.
