Wife at the gym

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The gym's first floor housed changing rooms and a swimming pool, deserted and empty except for the pool of shimmering blue water reflecting the ceiling lights. The second floor contained the weight room and a few individual classrooms; the weight room was mostly empty, save for a cleaning lady lazily mopping the floor in a corner before dragging her bucket downstairs.
I looked around but didn't see my wife. Anxiously, I pulled out my phone to call her, but in my haste, I accidentally clicked on the fitness app on the homepage. Just as I was about to exit, I noticed my wife's activity data appearing on the screen. My phone had somehow connected to her fitness tracker via Bluetooth!

Bluetooth's effective range is only a few meters, meaning my wife was on the second floor. I stared at the constantly updating numbers on the app; it showed she had already completed over 20,000 steps that day, and the number kept increasing.

20311, 20312, 20313…

My heartbeat seemed to synchronize with the ticking numbers; the pounding of my heart filled my ears, and I could feel the blood rushing to my head.

Where is Bailu? What is Bailu doing? It's too late for her to be exercising... Where is Xiaoman? Is she with her wife? Lost in thought, I slowly walked towards the row of classrooms on the second floor.
The lights were still on in all the classrooms. I reached the first one, reached out and grasped the doorknob, slowly turning my wrist as if the handle weighed a ton. The door opened silently, revealing rows of stationary bikes, not a soul in sight, only the fluorescent lights flickering faintly. I exhaled deeply, and for a moment, I felt an overwhelming urge to smoke. I closed the door and moved on to the next room...

Open the door, no one there, close the door. Open the door, no one there, close the door... Until I reached the fourth room, I stopped. The door was still tightly closed, but I could faintly hear breathing inside—the heavy breathing of a man!
My hair stood on end, sweat poured down my temples, and I could feel a faint breeze blowing behind me. I tiptoed to the door and pressed my ear against it.
Besides the man's breathing, I could hear a faint smacking sound—a familiar sound, clearly the intertwining of lips in a kiss. There was no other sound.

I gently turned the handle; it was locked. Just as I was wondering what was going on, I clearly heard a sharp slap, followed by a woman's muffled gasp. It was Bai Lu!

My wife was inside!

There was no doubt that Bai Lu and Xiao Man were in the room, but I didn't hear the expected sounds of genitals intertwining. God, I desperately wanted to see what was happening inside… The agonizing feeling I had was somewhat like when I was trying to quit smoking.

A table with a water dispenser stood against the wall. I carefully climbed up, which allowed me to peek through the high window above. I slowly stood up. Fortunately, the room was fairly well-lit, while it was relatively dark outside, allowing me to peek boldly without worrying about being discovered.

The room was small, only about ten square meters, with several sets of tables and chairs against the wall, resembling an office. In the very center of the room, a man and a woman were embracing. The man was turned away from me, with short hair and wheat-colored skin. I couldn't see his features clearly, but he was tall and robust, much taller than the woman. The man was wearing a light blue, tight-fitting t-shirt, which was completely soaked with sweat. The t-shirt clung to his broad back, revealing the clear outline of his muscles. His arms were tightly wrapped around the woman, completely obscuring her figure. Only his hands could be seen pulling her trousers down to her thighs, revealing a patch of snow-white buttocks. His large hands were grabbing and kneading the woman's round, plump buttocks, almost leaving finger marks on her peach-like cheeks. The slap he had just given her had already left a red mark on her fair skin.

The man's upper body was a perfect inverted triangle, but his lower body was completely naked. His muscular buttocks were tightly pressed together, full like peas. His thick legs exuded masculine power and beauty, with slightly bent knees that accentuated the bulging muscles in his long calves. His large, thick feet were firmly planted on the floor tiles, without socks, and his toes seemed to be clenched tightly together. His entire lower body was trembling slightly from time to time, and I knew exactly why: his penis was being constantly stroked by a pair of delicate, white hands, which I could clearly see from my angle!

A thick, erect penis stood straight up from between the man's legs, forming a sharp angle with his lower abdomen, almost touching his belly. The diameter of the glans was almost 1.5 times that of the shaft, a bright red like a plum. It looked like it had been circumcised; the color below the coronal sulcus was much lighter than the dark brown shaft. The urethral opening had already secreted a lot of pre-ejaculate, and the glans was covered with a layer of glistening moisture. The veins on the shaft were bulging, making the slender, white hand that was rapidly stroking back and forth appear even more exquisite. The thumb and forefinger were interlocked, barely able to encircle the penis, but only able to grasp the first half. The wristband on the wrist was the fitness tracker that kept recording the wife's service to the penis.

The man seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself. Not only was his lower body being served by delicate, soft hands, which were also enjoying the firm, plump buttocks of the woman's hands, but he was also passionately kissing her. Although the point of contact between their tongues could not be seen, the sounds of their lips sucking on each other's tongues and exchanging saliva could be clearly heard.

It was Bailu masturbating Xiaoman! It was her slender, jade-like hands rubbing the penis of a man she had barely met, while her plump, white buttocks and delicate tongue were being enjoyed by the man! I couldn't see my wife's expression, so I couldn't tell if she was being forced or doing it willingly, but I did see her phone carelessly tossed on the table beside her.

I was growing increasingly anxious when I saw the man inside release his grip on my wife's lips and whisper something in her ear. Her face remained hidden, so I couldn't see any response, but his hands slowed their movements. He spoke a few more words, then his hands moved from her ample buttocks upwards, groping her lower abdomen before gently pressing down on her shoulders. He pressed down slowly and firmly, and my wife seemed to resist, but she couldn't overcome his arms. She could only follow his movements and slowly squat down, revealing that familiar, pretty face.

Her neatly tied ponytail, styled in front of the door, was now disheveled, her long hair slightly obscuring half her face. I could still see that her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of anticipation mixed with shyness and panic. She didn't bother to wipe the saliva from their intense kiss from her lips, her pearly teeth half-exposed, her delicate nose pointing directly at the man's throbbing, veiny penis! The glans, like the head of a venomous snake, protruded menacingly upwards. The wife, like a mouse targeted by a viper, wanted to escape but was drawn to it like a magnet.

She stared at the penis before her for a while. The man, seemingly impatient, pressed one hand against her head as she knelt beneath him, while the other guided his penis into her red lips. The glans rubbed against her tightly closed lips, occasionally brushing against her cheeks and nose. Her face grew increasingly red, almost dripping blood, until finally she opened her mouth, and a thick, dark penis was thrust directly into her mouth.

The man, enjoying the lips of this beautiful and dignified young woman beneath him, involuntarily raised his head and hissed, his face filled with ecstasy. His lower body began to slowly thrust back and forth, as if penetrating a vagina. One hand reached behind her head, gathering her loose hair into a ponytail, while the other caressed her cheek.

I'm usually reluctant to let Bailu perform oral sex on me, so my wife's oral skills are quite limited. The man's penis looked to be a full 17 centimeters long, almost twice the thickness of mine. My wife couldn't handle it. A thick penis was stuffed into her mouth, making her lips look like an "O," and her cheeks bulged out. It seemed that the man had penetrated too deeply. Before long, my wife struggled to break free from the man's hands, spat out the penis, coughed loudly, and dry heaved. Her eyes also turned red.

Watching from outside, I felt both pity and excitement. Although I knew this was a scene I had long wanted to see, the intense pain and excitement still made me a little dizzy. My wife's mouth wasn't exactly cherry-like; by traditional standards, it was slightly large. But paired with her bright, beautiful eyes and delicate, high-bridged nose, it possessed a unique modern elegance and beauty. A few days ago, I had joked that she could take two men's penises in her mouth at the same time. I never expected that tonight, my wife would be giving another man oral sex right in front of me. I hadn't witnessed the night Gu Yu penetrated my wife, but watching my wife being used so wantonly by Xiao Man suddenly filled me with a strong sense of jealousy, which felt as stimulating as strong liquor going to my head!

Inside, the man saw that Bai Lu had spat out his penis, so he didn't press the matter further. He simply gestured for his wife to continue using her hand, and she obediently reached out and continued to rub the man's genitals, but she didn't stand up. Her gaze seemed to be drawn to the penis radiating a strong masculine aura in front of her. Her other hand, however, reached down to the man's crotch and gently caressed his heavy, drooping scrotum, revealing only the shape of his testicles, which were about the size of a ping-pong ball.

The wife, seemingly tired after a few dozen strokes, looked up at the man. He looked down and appeared to say something. She hesitated for a moment, then stood up and completely pulled off her compression pants, which had already fallen to her knees. She was left with only a small pair of underwear covering her mons pubis. She took a few steps back, leaning against the table, her long legs shyly pressed together. Trembling, she reached up and pulled down the zipper of her sports bra. One inch, two inches… her fair, deep cleavage slowly revealed itself. Her two perfectly round, full breasts, which had been suppressed by the bra all night, eagerly sprang out as the zipper was pulled down, their nipples already engorged and erect. The wife lowered her head deeply, letting her long hair cover her face, standing there timidly without uttering a word.

The man stared intently at the beautiful young woman lying prone before him, reaching out to touch her breasts, but she firmly pushed him away. He could only stand there, feasting his eyes on her alluring beauty, while frantically stroking his genitals with one hand. Finally, with heavy breathing and a low growl, he ejaculated, releasing his semen. His glans throbbed powerfully with each thrust of his penis, the semen shooting over a meter away, splattering onto his wife's snow-white thighs…

[The End]

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