Netorare Husband's Beginning (2)
After that incident, I spent quite a few days in confusion. I had discovered a sexual desire that I didn't know about myself. I didn't tell my wife, but every time I looked at my wife's face, the image of her rubbing her private parts and getting excited came to mind.
“Will it be okay....”
The face of my wife, who had been looking forward to my thing that had risen after six months, now wilted again, came to mind. It was the complete opposite of her expression just now, which had been rubbing her clit and getting excited.
Rather, what excited me was the imagination of her body mixing with another man. It was when I imagined her writhing under the handsome, well-built man circling around her.
Only when both conditions were met — her excited expression and imagining her body mixing with another man — did my thing finally react.
“If you don't do it, what will happen?”
“......”
She let out a sigh without answering. Her expression showed no signs of improvement, and she seemed to be getting tired too.
Suddenly, the doctor's words that my wife would be in pain came to mind. Seeing my wife's expression rubbing her clit, I trusted the doctor's words.
I couldn't leave her alone like this.
“Honey, you can do it alone until I get better.”
“Eh?”
“You can do it alone. And.....”
There was a word lingering in my mind.
“Why....?”
“While imagining other men, it's okay.”
“What?!”
“Like today..... When I imagine you doing it with another man, my thing reacts.”
Of course, I couldn't know yet if my thing had gotten hard seeing her with another man.
But seeing my wife's face excited while imagining the trainer's body, I could no longer contain her sexual desire.
I wanted to ease any guilt she might feel.
“Hey, don't say nonsense.”
“Really. I'm really okay. You can imagine other men while doing it.”
I faced her directly and tried to act cool as much as possible.
“No. That was really an exception today. Don't say such nonsense again. If you do, I'll get angry!”
She seemed really angry at my words and pushed off from her seat.
Was it my mistake?
Yeah...
She loved me a lot.
For her, sex with me was probably a process of confirming love, not just a physical relationship. For her, my suggestion would be no different from breaking our implicit promise.
She stopped at the door as if about to open it and leave. Then she turned to me, hesitating as if she wanted to say something.
“I’ll hold it in until the end.....”
Her gaze didn't look straight into my eyes. Looking at the floor, this statement would have required quite some courage.
In the end...
It wasn't a firm refusal. Holding it in as much as possible meant that if her heart was willing, she could imagine other men anytime.
In my mind, the image of her face writhing in pleasure under the well-built man came to mind.
Time passed like that. After that, I tried to have sex with my wife several times, but each time the result was disastrous. Because this situation had become too familiar, I wasn't even getting excited anymore.
The blush on my wife's bare skin from my caresses exploring her body didn't fade immediately, but it soon subsided. Her red skin, blooming like a flower, only trembled and glistened.
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“I’ll go to the gym.”
After finishing work, when I came back, my wife was changing into her workout clothes and said. The white leggings clung tightly to her voluptuous lower body, showing off her angry hips. Over it, she wore a white bra top that barely covered her perky breasts.
Looking at my wife's body, who could anyone say was a married woman? My wife's body was so beautiful that it wouldn't be inferior even if she was a cover model for a university calendar.
“Isn’t the clothes too sexy?”
“Eh? I always wear this.”
That's right. Usually, I didn't pay much attention to her outfit. Especially, what she wore to the gym wasn't that important. Because my beloved wife had such a beautiful body, her diligent self-care was something I was proud of.
Perhaps because I was imagining my wife excited while thinking of the trainer's body. The usual outfit of my wife today was particularly bothersome. The face of the trainer who was rubbing her smooth waist line and teaching exercise came to mind.
“Hmm.... I see....”
“Why? You prepared dinner, so eat it.”
My wife was packing her bag to leave the house.
Today, for some reason, I didn't want to let go of that wife.
“Honey.”
“Eh?”
“Will you come with me to watch you exercise today?”
“Exercise? What's wrong with you?”
My wife smiled brightly at me. Since I had never touched exercise before, her reaction was quite positive.
“Just. I want to buy a day pass and try exercising too. Watch you exercising.”
There was some strange feeling I didn't understand, but today I decided to leave it to my instincts and actions.
“Hmm.... Shall we?”
She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded. She immediately searched the drawer and put my workout clothes in her bag.
When I came to my senses, we were in front of the fitness center. The fitness center she attended was a small-scale operation. A few trainers took turns receiving customers and operated mainly 1-on-1 and 1-on-2 PT.
“Eh! Welcome, member. Welcome.”
As I entered the fitness center, a young man's soft voice was heard.
Following, I bowed in greeting, and he looked at me with a puzzled head tilt. He seemed to be a counter part-timer rather than the trainer who taught my wife. His face, white like a parasite, was quite bothersome.
“How... did you come?”
“Ah! It's my husband.”
Before I could answer, my wife cut in. My wife seemed quite familiar with the counter part-timer too. He was probably in his early 20s. My wife exchanged quite intimate conversation with the counter part-timer who didn't seem to have served in the military.
Seeing the lively conversation between my wife and the part-timer, I felt a slight flow of blood in my lower abdomen.
What is this feeling...
An unfamiliar sexual desire that I couldn't feel before was rising from below.
My gaze went to her lower body wearing white leggings, revealing her curvaceous figure. No matter how workout clothes, the clothes clinging tightly to the body showing the S-line curve looked quite sexy.
In fact, as soon as my wife entered the entrance, I felt the gazes of the men working out concentrating on her. Not only the trainer teaching exercise, but also the members shifted their gazes to her sexy figure.
“Hmm... hmm....!”
To my wife, who smiled brightly at the counter part-timer, I imprinted my existence.
“Ah, you should change clothes too.”
Only then did my wife pay attention to me.
“Eh. But do you receive classes alone?”
“No. I receive it with another person. The class fee here is expensive....”
My wife trailed off.
Receiving classes with another member?
My wife hadn't told me such things. Of course, I hadn't asked about her daily life in detail, so I had nothing to say.
“Welcome. Member?”
A man opened the door from the changing room and greeted me happily. It was my wife's trainer. He didn't look at me at all, gave a wink, and slowly approached my wife.
His height, which looked 10cm taller than me, his handsome appearance, and his broad shoulders. The trainer was the type that would receive popularity from women no matter who saw him.
The huge arms wearing a dark gray sleeveless shirt came into view first. The thickness that was twice as thick as my arms, with veins firmly placed.
And thighs and angry hip muscles showing firm, enormous muscles in short shorts. In many ways, his physique was comparable to mine.
A feeling similar to jealousy rose strongly in my heart.
“Ah. Hello.”
He greeted me with a disinterested expression. It was completely different from the playful winking and acting coquettish towards my wife just now.
A fox-like guy...
“I saw you once before, right? It's my husband. Today, I came because I wanted to exercise together.”
“Ah ha. I see.....”
Suddenly, the trainer's expression hardened a bit.
“Then go over there and do it. The corner over there.”
He was pointing to the corner filled with exercise equipment as if this place was his home ground.
The corner.... Corner?
The word "corner" bothered me unnecessarily.
This was also a case of inferiority complex. Nodding my head while looking at his body showing masculinity.
“Hup.....”
I sat in the corner first and did a set of squats. The squat I had heard for a long time made a moan escape.
“Alright. Shall we start now?”
The trainer was winking at my wife again. Suddenly, I felt his eyes going between her white bra top.
If the angle was like that, her cleavage in the white bra top would be clearly visible to him.
Ha... fox-like guy...
“I changed clothes too.”
What?
A young man approached my wife with a big step. I didn't know he changed clothes, but looking closely, it was the same counter part-timer from earlier. He was also wearing a tight muscle-fit t-shirt showing off his angry muscles.
What? The person who was supposed to do it together was that part-timer?
Suddenly, the image of my wife talking to him with a bright smile came to mind. The bright smile of mine that I couldn't see easily in my married life with me. She was genuinely happy.
“Alright. Shall we start with stretching? Spread your knees and bend your upper body forward.”
As the trainer's instruction came down, my wife's upper body leaned forward. In my eyes, her angry hips were visible from the front.
And in front of that...
Her cleavage, deeply sunken in front of the two young, fresh men, would be clearly revealed.