Community activity coach's affair

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. My husband 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. The people living here aren't exactly big shots or big bosses, but they all have some financial resources, though you can't really tell from their appearance. Actually, there are quite a few anonymous wealthy people like this in Taiwan.

My husband is the eldest son, so we live with his parents. Because 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; besides chanting scriptures, she participates in temple activities every day. After a while, I started arguing with my husband about going 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 pampered housewife good enough?"

"I am too idle! I don't know what to do at home all day!"

"How about you participate in 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. The community hosts numerous activities, including talent shows, events, and family activities, for residents to participate in. I checked the class schedule and immediately signed up for several, and my affair began with one of them—a tennis lesson.

The tennis lesson was 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 to teach; his work hours were quite flexible!

The class was really small, mostly middle-aged women (of course, at this time, the men were all at work!). The coach's surname was Wu, and everyone usually called him Coach Wu. After going a few times, 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 on, it was almost always just Coach Wu and me sparring, or sparring against a wall, with him coaching me. To be honest, he was a true salesman; he was humorous and witty, and incredibly strong. Gradually, I developed a liking for him.

One day, as usual, it was just the two of us sparring. My white sports shirt was already soaked with sweat. Unfortunately, when I was about 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 lifted my ankle and examined it.

"It hurts so much! Why am I so unlucky..." I said with a mournful face.

"Come to my place and get an ice pack and some muscle spray. I live on the third floor of this building."

I didn't think too much about it at the time and agreed. As he helped me upstairs, I smelled a faint scent of cigarettes on him. At the same time, his strong arms were supporting my waist and hands, and my body started to feel a little different—a tingling sensation all over my body! At this point, I hadn't made love 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, instep, to the sole. A series of tingling sensations rose from the sole of my foot upwards; I could feel my nipples slowly hardening, and my genitals 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 genitals getting wetter and wetter, and even starting to feel a little contracted and itchy.

"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 wearing sports shorts, sitting with my legs half-spread in front of a man who wasn't my husband. I always wear sports bras when I play tennis, and the cotton bra and sports top couldn't hide my erect nipples at all. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of shame and tingling sensation. 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 in front of me had some kind of magic.

"No...no...no...ah, Wu..." I managed to utter these words as he spread my legs and started kissing my thighs.

But before I could finish speaking, he kissed my lips directly 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! As I've mentioned before, my fair skin is my proudest feature. Now, my fair breasts bore the faint red finger marks left by Coach Wu's rubbing. My pink areolas were enlarged and slightly raised, and my nipples were even more 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. As I was immersed in the pleasure of him sucking and kneading my nipples, he quickly took off my shorts, along with my underwear, and spread my legs. He placed a pillow under my buttocks, his eyes fixed on my private parts. 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. Because 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 stand the slightest touch of the clitoral head, but this time the entire clitoris was exposed, which was too sensitive and too stimulating. The clitoris, about the size of a peanut, was red and swollen due to engorgement.

"No... I can't take it anymore, ah... Coach Wu, no! Don't touch there... ah..." Coach Wu gently rubbed my clitoris with his thumb and forefinger, and I was almost in a frenzy. It was an unprecedented pleasure, and I finally let go of everything and shouted loudly.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I really need to pee, no, I really need to pee!" A constant urge to urinate came, 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 penis being inserted. 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 said 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 was probably what heaven felt like.

"Ah...ah...I feel so...good...oh...oh..." Coach Wu started 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 wiped me clean, 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 legs don'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.

"Probably...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. After having sex, 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 interests me won't be the tennis lesson itself, but that after-school tutoring session! Hehe!

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