He told me that he had received a phone call from his friend Mike, and that Mike was starting a new adventure. I immediately shook my head and began laughing. You see, Mike had a very big vision and wanted to be an entrepreneur. He had tried many times to start different businesses, but nothing ever stuck. He would try these ventures for a few months, get bored and move on to the next idea. He was never very successful in any of the ventures that he tried, and I couldn't understand why he continued to do so. It was costing him more money than it was worth, but I guess you had to give him an A for effort. Thankfully he had a regular, full-time job but he worked from home which is why I think he came up with all these crazy ideas. Spending too much time at home could drive anyone crazy.
I asked my husband what big idea Mike had this time around, and he told me that Mike had found an old building and was thinking about renting it out to start a gym. Mike was always a workout freak, spending plenty of time at the gym. When my husband said that I shrugged my shoulders and said that this one might be good for him. At least it was something that he was into. We continued to chat about it and my husband mentioned that Mike had asked if I would be interested in helping him out. I asked what he meant, and he told me that Mike needed someone to basically do some office work, filing papers and stuff like that. He knew the aspects of a gym but didn't know much about doing paperwork.
At first, I wasn't crazy about the idea because me and Mike always had an interesting relationship. Back when I started dating my husband, he and Mike were attached at the hip. They did everything together, including dating. There were many nights where my husband and I would have Mike as the third wheel, whenever we went out. He was always a ladies' man and was constantly trying to get laid. I didn't blame him because he was a good-looking guy, and had that effect on the ladies, including myself. I was young and naïve at the time, and even though I was dating my future husband, Mike would often flirt with and hit on me. I knew he wanted to hook up and fuck me, but at the time, I was focused on my schoolwork and the relationship that I had just started with my future husband.
Mike tried for years, but I never gave in as I just wasn't interested. If it were today, maybe things would be different, as my relationship with my husband had slowed down tremendously. We had a kid and basically settled into a routine. We would get up in the morning, go to work, then come home at the end of the day. We would have dinner, and I would go into the living room to watch TV with my little guy, and my husband would end up in the basement having a couple of beers. There wasn't much sexy fun anymore, and things had gotten kind of stale.
As we discussed everything, I told my husband I would think about Mike's offer and let him know. Like I said, I wasn't too crazy about working or even spending much time with Mike, but at the same time, I could use a little break from the usual routine. After covid, my company switched things up and I was working from home as well, so it would be nice to get out. A little change of pace never hurt anyone.
I thought about his offer for about a week and decided to look into it a bit more. I told my husband to set up a meeting with Mike so that I could discuss the job with him and see exactly what he wanted. My husband set it up, and the following Friday, I met up with Mike at a local coffee shop.
When I arrived, he quickly greeted me with a big hug and kiss on the cheek. I hadn't seen him in a while, so it was nice to catch up. He still looked as good as he did back in the day, and I could tell that he was taking good care of himself. We sat in the coffee shop and had a conversation about the job that he needed me to do and while he did, I noticed some playful flirting coming from him. I enjoyed it and didn't think much of it.
We discussed what he wanted, and it was basically just answering some phone calls, and filing some paperwork for him. It didn't have to be a full-time thing, because he knew I had my other job. Thankfully, my hours at my job were very flexible, and I could take my laptop with me and work just about anywhere, if I had Wi-Fi. I decided to give it a shot and told Mike that I would help him get things off the ground. I knew running a gym was something that he always envisioned, because like I said, he was a workout freak. I wanted to see him succeed in this venture, which is one of the reasons why I decided to help him out. We went over everything, and he told me that he would get back to me with a starting date. He had to finish up some of the details with renting the building and everything that went into starting a gym. We went over all the details, and eventually finished up our coffees and both went on our separate ways.
About a week or so later, I got a message from Mike, letting me know that everything was in order, and he gave me a start date. I was excited to help, but at the same time not sure what to expect. Like I said, Mike was always a ladies' man, and even though he was married, that never really changed. I had heard some stories in the past about him having fun and I guess his wife didn't mind.
On the day I was to start working for him, I got ready to go in. I threw on a pair of tights, and a T-shirt, before grabbing my laptop and heading to the gym. It wasn't far from home, and I arrived within a few minutes. Once inside, Mike greeted me and showed me around. It wasn't the biggest place but had enough equipment to get the job done. He had begun advertising and needed my help with it. He showed me to my office, and we got settled. We spent the rest of the day going over everything and trying to get things in order.
About a month later, the gym was up and running, and we had a decent number of clients. Things were going well, and Mike was very excited. This was always a dream of his, and it was coming true for him. I was happy to help, and things were going smoothly. Of course, Mike was very friendly towards me, often chatting me up and flirting. I wasn't surprised, given his reputation. From time to time, he would even order lunch, and treat me to meals. It was nice, and I was very comfortable with the situation. I didn't mind the flirting, as it was welcomed attention. Like I said, things at home are very boring, so I didn't mind the attention that Mike was throwing my way.
As time went by, I noticed the flirting and the compliments were coming in quite often. I enjoyed it, as it made the day more fun. At times, I would even playfully flirt back, especially after hours, when the two of us would work out. Part of the deal with me working at the gym was letting me work out for free, and Mike often worked out with me. It was nice, because he knew what he was doing, and was helping me get back in shape. After my son was born, I put on a little weight, which mostly went to my tits and ass, and I had wanted to get back into shape.
The first six months went by quickly, and things were going well. The gym was busy, and we were turning a profit. Mike was happy, and I was happy for him. He was so happy that he even began to take me out for lunch and dinner from time to time. It was very nice of him, and I certainly welcomed it. I knew Mike had his reputation for being a ladies' man, and it was obvious that he was still into me, but at the same time my husband hadn't taken me out to eat in the last couple of years. He was a homebody, and never wanted to go anywhere, so going out to eat with Mike was certainly fun. He often wined and dined me, and I enjoyed it.
One night after dinner, things took a turn and got crazy. Mike had been flirting, complementing, hitting on me for the last five or six months while I worked for him, and he had started growing on me. I enjoyed all the attention, because I wasn't getting it at home. He said things that made me feel amazing and I loved the attention. He was also wining and dining me, which I also didn't get at home. Plus, working out, I had lost some weight and I had started to feel confident about my looks again. I loved my husband, but I was a 38-year-old woman who had hormones and craved some affection.
Mike and I had finished dinner one Friday night and were walking through the parking lot to his truck, like we always did. When we arrived at his truck, he went to open the passenger door for me to get in. He was always a gentleman whenever we went out to eat, opening doors and pulling out my seat for me in the restaurants. As he opened the door of his truck, I turned to thank him, and he was standing right next to me. He looked into my eyes before leaning in and planting his lips on mine. I was shocked and surprised and wasn't sure how to react. I knew I should push him away, but for some reason I didn't. Instead after a few seconds, I found myself kissing him back.
He put his arms around me and held me tight, as we continued kissing and started to get a bit passionate. Years of neglect at home came pouring out of me as our tongues intertwined in each other's mouths. It was the most passion that I had felt in years.
As we kissed each other, he began to run his hand up and down my back, before gently squeezing my ass. He did this for a bit, before reaching over to the back door of his truck and opening it. We broke the kiss, and I quickly jumped into the back seat, followed by Mike. I new where this was going and made no effort to stop it.
Once we were inside, we began kissing each other again and things quickly escalated. He wasted no time removing my clothing and I allowed him to do so. It didn't take long for him to have me naked on his backseat. He admired my body for a few minutes before going to work on my tits, licking and sucking my nipples while rubbing my tits in his face. As he was doing that, I reached over and rubbed his cock through his jeans. I could feel how hard and excited he was.
We fooled around like that for a little bit before he laid me back onto the seat and then positioned himself between my legs. Once he did, he began to undo his jeans and slid them down along with his boxers, allowing his hard cock to spring free. He had to be about six or seven inches long and thick. My excitement began to grow, and I couldn't wait to feel him inside of me.
He reached over into a pouch behind the driver seat and pulled something out. I realized it was a pack of condoms and quickly told him that it wasn't necessary. He smiled and put them back before grabbing his hard cock and rubbing it against my eager pussy. He did this a few times before slowly penetrating me and burying his cock inside of me. I immediately wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight as he began to slowly thrust.
He took his time at first, slowly thrusting so that the two of us could enjoy the feeling of what was happening. It was an erotic feeling, knowing that Mike was fucking me in the back seat of his truck. He had wanted it 21 years ago, and finally succeeded.
Slowly, Mike began to pick up his pace and I could feel a surge of energy rushing through my body as his cock slid in and out of me. I hadn't felt that in a very long time and my excitement grew. It wasn't long before I tensed up and began to cum. My entire body shuddered as waves of electricity ran through my body. I hadn't experienced an orgasm in well over a year. I gripped mike tightly and let out loud moans as I came all over his cock. He continued to thrust and began picking up his pace even more as I came.
He began to fuck me harder and harder as I am moaned into his ear for him to do so. It turned him on, and he began to pound my pussy as hard as he could. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him as deep into me as I could as Mike fucked me like I've never been fucked.
He did this for a short time before letting out a moan himself and driving his cock as deep into me as he could. As he did, I could feel him exploding deep inside of me. He continued to thrust while shooting waves of his hot seed deep into me. He thrust until he had shot off the last of his seed and then collapsed on top of me as the two of us tried to catch our breaths.
We ended up laying like that for a few minutes before Mike began to kiss me once again. I kissed him back and we began to go at it hot and heavily once again. As we kissed each other, I could feel his cock getting hard once again. He was still inside of me, and I couldn't believe that he was able to get a hard on that fast.
Once he was hard, he began to thrust and this time he didn't waste any time pounding away at my pussy. He fucked me long and hard, thrusting as hard as he could, and it felt amazing. I was always one for slow lovemaking, but occasionally you needed a nice hard fucking and Mike was doing just that.
As he enjoyed fucking me, I laid back and held him tightly. I still couldn't believe that Mike was fucking me. After all these years, and all his attempts, with me pushing him away, he finally got what he wanted. It was something that I didn't think would ever happen.
Mike pounded me until finally blowing another load inside of me. He once again collapsed on top of me as we tried to catch our breaths. This time we were both spent, out of breath and sweating. It took a while, but we eventually sat up on the seat and began to redress ourselves.
Once we were cleaned up and ready to go, Mike drove me home and thanked me for an amazing evening. I said the same, before heading into my house with a pussy full of his seed.
Since then, we've had some amazing workouts at the gym, which usually ended with me bent over a piece of equipment, or in the gym shower. We've even fucked in my office, on my desk, and several times in the back seat of his truck after a nice dinner...
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