Having an affair with a community activity coach

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I, Rita, am an ordinary 30-year-old woman. I wouldn't call myself beautiful; the only things I can boast about are my fair skin and well-proportioned figure. My husband and I were college seniors, and we naturally got married. He works in process integration at a large electronics factory, while I've changed jobs several times, never satisfied. At his urging, I temporarily became a full-time housewife. In
Taiwan's electronics industry, overtime seems to be the norm, and my husband is no exception. Especially now that he's been promoted to a managerial position, he's even busier, and naturally, he's lost interest in that kind of thing. Actually, I'm not particularly enthusiastic about it either, so our life is quite fulfilling! I never imagined that I would actually cheat on my husband and enjoy the thrill of infidelity!
We live in a so-called garden apartment building, where each unit is a duplex. While the residents aren't exactly big shots or tycoons, they all have some financial resources, though you can't tell from their appearance. Actually, there are quite a few of these anonymous wealthy people in Taiwan.
Because my husband is the eldest son, we live with his parents. Since my father-in-law suffered a stroke, my husband and his two younger brothers (both successful in the electronics industry) pooled their money to hire a Filipino maid to care for him and do housework.
Since I quit my job to become a full-time housewife, I've been incredibly bored at home. The maid does the housework and cooking, and my mother-in-law is a devout Buddhist who spends her days chanting sutras and participating in temple activities. After a while, I started arguing with my husband about wanting to go back to work!
"Honey, I don't care anymore! I
'm so bored at home all day. I want to go out and work!"
"You're just too idle. Isn't being a stay-at-home mom good enough?" "I am too idle! I don't know what to do all day!"
"How about you join this? It's a community event," my husband said, pointing to the computer.
Our community consists of many similar apartment buildings with a community website for posting information. They host many events, including talent shows, activities, and family events for residents! I checked the class schedule and signed up for several courses, and my affair started with one of them—a tennis lesson.
The tennis lessons were every Monday and Thursday afternoon from 3 to 5 pm in another building, because there were tennis courts there. The volunteer coach was a man around forty years old, married, with a primary school teacher wife and a son in his third grade. He worked in real estate sales, specifically luxury homes, targeting high-income clients. No wonder he could choose this time slot; his work hours were quite flexible!
The class was really small, mostly middle-aged women (of course, the men were all at work at that time!). The coach's surname was Wu, and everyone usually called him Coach Wu. After a few sessions, I noticed fewer and fewer people showing up each time. Sigh! Middle-aged women don't have much willpower (I definitely don't want to become that kind of woman).
Later, it was almost always just Coach Wu and me playing against each other, or playing against the wall while he coached me. To be honest, he was a salesman; he was humorous and witty, and physically strong. Gradually, I developed feelings for him.
One day, as usual, it was just the two of us playing. My white sports shirt was already soaked with sweat. Unfortunately, when I tried to catch a ball, I twisted my ankle and fell to the ground. Coach Wu immediately ran over and helped me sit down.
"Are you alright? It looks pretty bad!" he said, lifting my ankle to examine it.
"Ouch, it hurts so much! Why am I so unlucky..." I said, looking miserable.
"Come to my place and I'll ice it and spray some muscle relaxant. I live on the third floor of this building."
I didn't think too much about it and agreed. As he helped me upstairs, I smelled a faint scent of cigarettes on him. At the same time, his strong arms supported my waist and hands, and my body felt a strange sensation—a tingling feeling all over! At this point, I hadn't had sex with my husband for almost two months.
"Come on! Sit on the sofa first, I'll go get some ointment for sprains and bruises."
I sat on the sofa, watching him gently hold my ankle, continuously massaging the ointment from my ankle, the instep, to the sole. A tingling sensation rose from the sole of my foot upwards; I could feel my nipples slowly hardening, and my lower body gradually becoming wet!
"Ah~~~~" I let out a soft breath.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" He looked at me.
"Hmm…a little!" Actually, I didn't know if it was pain or pleasure, but when he looked at me and asked if it hurt, I suddenly found this man incredibly charming.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed his massage. Soon, I felt his hands slowly move up my calves. Although I felt strange, it was so comfortable that my whole body felt weak, and I didn't want to stop him at all. I only felt my nipples getting harder and harder, my lower body getting wetter and wetter, even starting to feel a slight contraction and itching.
"Ah...ah..." I couldn't help but moan softly, because I felt my toes being sucked. I opened my eyes and saw Coach Wu sucking on each of my toes, one by one, while his eyes were fixed on my body. Only then did I realize that I was sitting in front of a man who wasn't my husband, wearing athletic shorts and with my legs half-spread. I always wear sports bras when I play tennis; the cotton bra and sports top couldn't hide my erect nipples at all. The feeling was indescribable, a mixture of shame and tingling. I guess this is what's commonly known as the pleasure of being voyeurized.
Then Coach Wu started kissing my calves from the soles of my feet. I knew this was wrong, but I was powerless to say no, as if this man possessed a special kind of magic.
"No...no...no...ah, Wu..." I managed to utter these words as he spread my legs and began kissing my thighs.
But before I could finish, he kissed my lips and grabbed my breasts with his large hands. My breasts weren't large, but in his large hands, they seemed just the right size. He carelessly rubbed my breasts, not at all as gently as he had kissed my calves earlier. But I felt a stronger pleasure, because no one had ever rubbed my breasts like this before, especially through my clothes. The constant contact and friction between my erect nipples and the fabric sent waves of pleasure through me.
Coach Wu pulled my clothes up, completely exposing my breasts! I had mentioned before that my fair skin was my proudest feature. Now, my fair breasts bore the faint red finger marks left by Coach Wu's caresses. My pink areolas were enlarged and slightly raised, and my nipples were erect. And the person looking at my breasts wasn't my dear husband, but Coach Wu. My shame surged up at that moment. But Coach Wu immediately took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it continuously, while his other hand grasped the other breast, pinching and kneading the nipple with his thumb and forefinger.
"Ah...ah...stop, no! No!" I whispered, trying my best to control my voice and avoid making a sound.
But Coach Wu didn't say a word from beginning to end, responding to me silently with his actions. While I was reveling in the pleasure of his sucking and kneading my nipples, he quickly pulled down my shorts, along with my underwear, and spread my legs. He placed a pillow under my buttocks, his eyes fixed on my genitals. The shame of having my private parts looked at by a man other than my husband for the first time reached its peak.
But soon, this shame was replaced by pleasure. Coach Wu pinched the clitoral foreskin and pulled it back, exposing the entire clitoris. When I had sex with my husband, I couldn't even handle the slightest touch of the clitoral head, and this time the entire clitoris was exposed—it was so sensitive, so stimulating. The clitoris, about the size of a peanut, was red and swollen from engorgement.
"No…I can't take it…Ah…Coach Wu, no! Don't touch there…Ah…" Coach Wu gently rubbed my entire clitoris with his thumb and forefinger, and I was almost driven to madness. It was an unprecedented pleasure. I finally let go of everything and shouted out loud.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I really need to pee, no, I'm really going to pee!" A constant urge to urinate came over me, and my vagina contracted rapidly.
“Don’t be afraid, let it out…” Coach Wu said with a thud.
“Ah… there! There! It feels so good, that’s the spot… Ah, I’m really going to fly!” When Coach Wu’s fingers touched a certain spot in my vagina, my whole body suddenly felt like it was being electrocuted, and my mind went completely blank. That was the G-spot. Even when I had sex with my husband, I couldn’t always find it! But now, with Coach Wu touching my G-spot and rubbing my clitoris, I was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, and I could only release it through constant moaning.
“Oh… ah… I’m coming… it’s really coming out…” I finally relaxed my lower body’s restraint, my vagina contracted rapidly, and my love juice kept flowing out. Although it wasn’t actually urinating, the amount of love juice that overflowed was not much different from urinating. I could even hear the sound of water when Coach Wu touched my vagina.
At this moment, Coach Wu stood up, took off his pants, and his penis sprang out. I'm not exaggerating; that penis was much longer and thicker than my husband's, and it looked quite "sturdy," so when he took off his pants, it really "bounced" out. Coach Wu held his penis in his hand and slowly inserted it into my vagina.
Since I was sitting on the sofa with my legs spread, I could see the entire process of his insertion. I felt both shocked and ashamed. This was the first time I had been penetrated by a man other than my husband. Images of my husband began to flash through my mind. I wondered what he would feel if he saw his beloved wife being penetrated by such a big penis in such a lewd position! Coach Wu pressed my legs up, making my buttocks rise higher, and he began to slowly thrust in and out, from slow to fast, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep. This kind of technique was something I could never get when having sex with my husband.
"Ah...faster...faster, I want it! I want it!" I finally let go of everything and uttered these words lewdly.
"Want what?" Coach Wu slowly moved his penis in and out.
“I…I…want you…to…go crazy…move…ah…”
“Then I want you to watch me move…”
I slowly opened my eyes, and through the reflection of the TV behind Coach Wu (we were in the living room!), I could clearly see the firm muscles of his buttocks and thighs, the result of regular exercise. I couldn’t help but grab his buttocks with both hands, feeling those perfect muscle lines. This was something my husband, who sat in an office all day or worked in a cleanroom, lacked (Honey! I’m sorry, it’s the truth, but I still love you).
I shifted my gaze back to where we were joined, that dark brown, big penis (I later learned that Coach Wu would sunbathe naked, no wonder he was forty years old and still had a healthy bronze complexion) was going in and out of my vagina. The feeling was quite wonderful. It was the first time I had seen my private parts so clearly, watching that big penis covered in my love juice, moving in and out of my vagina, and even pulling my labia in and out. My lower body was truly filled with a feeling of fullness.
Every contraction of my vagina made me feel like my lower body was tightly wrapped around something. This feeling was like heaven.
"Ah...ah...I feel so...good...oh...oh..." Coach Wu began thrusting rapidly, and I could feel my love juices gushing out.
"Oh...so tight! It's really great, Rita, you're making me feel so good down there..." Coach Wu said to me. I don't know how long he thrust in and out before Coach Wu pulled out his big penis and ejaculated on my breasts. After he finished, he gently helped me clean up, and I was surprised to find that I had produced so much love juice. After we finished, we didn't say a word and each took a shower.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself and didn't wear a condom." After saying that, he took out a birth control pill and gave it to me.
"Hmm..." I lowered my head and didn't speak .
"Do you need me to take you home?"
"No need, my leg doesn't seem to hurt anymore, I can walk by myself!"
"Today was an accident, I'm very sorry...will you come to class again?" Coach Wu asked softly.
"I guess...if there's nothing else." At that moment, I didn't know what I was thinking, so I just answered casually.
When I got home, my husband actually wanted to have sex that night, but that's just how he is; he finished quickly and went straight to sleep. Afterwards, I found myself thinking about what happened with Coach Wu that afternoon. I think I'll still go to class on time from now on, but what will interest me won't be the tennis lesson itself, but that after-school tutoring session! Hehe!

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