It had been about a week since John last saw Selene in the gym or in the neighborhood. He had kept to his usual schedule of morning lifts at the gym, errands throughout the week, and relaxing on the weekend. He wasn’t so tied into the neighborhood where he would be invited anywhere, but there also wasn’t anywhere to be. He liked the quiet, but the quiet allowed his mind to wander.
Friday morning John got to Iron Training at his usual time. The gym was shockingly quiet. He was the only one there. He couldn’t complain — had the whole floor to himself and made good use of it. He was twenty minutes into his session when he noticed Selene walk in and over to the free weights and well within each other’s eye sight.
She set her bag down in her corner and got to work without looking his way. He did the same. That was how it went between them in the gym — parallel, aware, deliberate about not making it obvious.
He was between sets, catching his breath near the stretching area at the back of the floor, when she appeared beside him.
“Quiet morning,” she said, not looking at him. Scanning the room.
“Could be louder,” he said with a smirk. “Have any more fun since I saw you last,” he asked boldly.
She looked at him and then scanned the gym again. Still empty.
She returned her gaze to John, biting her lip coyly, like she was making a decision she’d already made.
“You want to make it a little louder?” Selene began taking a few steps closer towards John. She leaned forward and whispered,” Follow me,” and walked toward the back hallway.
Selene walked calmly but with intent towards the unisex bathrooms, with John slowly following behind her. She opened the door and held it open for him, sensing some of his nervousness.
“You joining me or what?” she boldly asked.
That was enough to convince him that something was going to happen again.
They both stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, Selene locking it immediately behind her. John reached for Selene’s waist with one hand, pulling her tightly against him while his other grabbed her head and neck. He leaned forward and kissed her passionately, as if this was the first or the last time they would kiss.
Selene melted. She loved feeling his strong hands on her body, knowing that what was wrong felt so right. She returned his kiss and moved her right hand to the front of his shorts, playing with his cock through the fabric. She couldn’t believe that he was already hard, his head straining against his shorts.
John loved the feeling of her hand on his cock, but now it was his turn to pleasure Selene. He spun her around and pulled her back against him, his cock pressed against her ass. They were still wearing their clothes, and John knew what he wanted. He pulled Selene’s head back by her hair, kissing her neck and ear while he slowly worked his other hand into her leggings. He heard and felt Selene shiver as his fingers found her pussy, beginning to gently rub her lips and feel her wetness on his fingertips. She quickly pulled her leggings down, giving John uncovered access to her pussy.
Selene began to moan, feeling the wildness of having her pussy played with in a public bathroom by a man that wasn’t her husband. She moaned as John continued playing with her pussy and stroking her clit. As her moans became more frequent and louder, his rubbing intensified, wanting to make Selene cum to pay back what she had given him.
“I’m going to cum soon,” Selene said as her moans and breathing intensified. His rubbing continued, focusing on her clit until he felt her body begin to shake and her moans became louder. Unsure if anyone had entered the gym, John covered her mouth with his other hand, which sent Selene over the edge. She tried to announce her orgasm, only for it to be muffled by John’s hand.
Growing weak as her climax came over her, she leaned further into John, being held up by his arm wrapped around. His hand still gently playing with her pussy while she came down from her orgasm. Selene turned to face John, grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him passionately, thanking him for the orgasm with her mouth rather than with words.
After what seemed like hours, she pulled away from their kiss and John stepped back, looking like he wanted to reset and regain some degree of composure to leave the bathroom. Selene had other plans, though.
She grabbed his hand and pulled him closer towards her. “You’re not going anywhere yet, stud,” she said while licking her lower lip subtly. “I want that cock in my mouth again.”
Selene grabbed his shorts and yanked them to the floor, finding no resistance from John. She dropped to her knees, grabbed his shaft and wasted no time, licking the underside of his cock before taking the first few inches into her mouth. John let out a soft moan as he felt Selene’s tongue swirl around the head of his cock.
Selene took even more of his cock into her mouth, wanting to feel as much of his shaft inside her. She took six inches in her mouth before his cock hit the back of her throat. She slowly backed his cock out, focusing on the tip as she caught her breath. John moaned louder as she took him in and out of her mouth, and his moans egged her on. Knowing that they were pressed for time, Selene began stroking and sucking John’s cock in unison. She locked eyes with John, keeping her gaze while she continued working on his cock.
John knew he was going to cum soon and wasn’t trying to hold back. He could feel his load building, wanting to release again in Selene’s mouth.
“I’m about to cum,” he told her, holding on to his moans, worried that someone had come in and might hear them.
Selene continued sucking, waiting for his seed to fill her mouth. She worked his cock to the back of her throat, and then pressed on, taking the final two inches of his cock deep in her throat and mouth.
That sent him over the edge. “I’m cumming!” he said in a hushed roar.
She pulled his cock out of her mouth and throat, stroking him gently with her hand and aiming his tip in her mouth. He came hard, filling her mouth before she took him back in.. John could barely handle the sensation of the orgasm and her mouth sucking his cum from his cock.
He stepped back, pressing his body against the wall of the bathroom, needing to take a break from the immense pleasure. Selene had other plans. She crawled on her hands and knees to him and took his cock back in her mouth.
“You know I don’t want to waste a single drop of this, right?” she asked rhetorically, as she continued to service his cock with her mouth.
She was eventually satisfied that she had gotten every last drop of his load and slowly let his cock fall from her mouth. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror; her hair had become slightly more disheveled but she looked ready to get back to her workout. John, on the other hand, looked like he had just finished a marathon.
They both cleaned themselves up and set a game plan; Selene left the bathroom first and John followed several minutes later.
John couldn’t continue his workout and decided to call it quits. He made eyes to Selene and she understood, grabbing her own gear and headed toward the door.
They walked to the parking lot afterward without saying much.
She asked what he had going on for the rest of the week. He mentioned that he might go to Sullivan’s on Friday, catch some of the playoff games. She said Rachel had been after her and Lindsey to go out, they didn’t know what the plan was but they sometimes wind up there.
“Maybe I’ll see you then,” he said.
“Maybe you will, stud,” she said with a slow smile, winked, and got in her car.
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John got to Sullivan’s at eight on Friday night, grabbed a spot at the bar with a good sightline to the screen, and ordered a beer. It was exactly what he was looking for. A sports bar with a good draft list, the right amount of TVs, and a diverse enough crowd that he could mind his business or talk to other patrons. He wasn’t holding his breath that Selene and the girls would show up, but there also wasn’t anyone there that grabbed his attention.
Was he being picky or was he subconsciously hoping to see Selene?
The game was good. He ordered a second beer, made small talk with the guy next to him about the score, and settled into the easy anonymity of a bar on a Friday night.
Just when he was starting to lose hope over a conversation or connection with the opposite sex, he heard the familiar babble of several girls entering the bar. He looked towards the door and his heart fluttered. The three ladies of Waverly Lane were walking in.
Rachel was first, leading the way toward the bar. She looked stunning, in what appeared to be a black jumpsuit that could’ve been worn in Vegas and not their midwestern town. Lindsey was behind her, in a cute red cocktail dress, befitting of a divorcee out for a good time. Selene was the last to enter wearing a dark blazer and jeans. She looked like she wasn’t trying as hard as the other ladies, and she certainly didn’t need to.
As the ladies walked in, Rachel spotted John and immediately made a beeline for him.
“John.” She was already moving toward him, the other two in tow. “Of all the places you could be on a Friday night!”
“Small world,” he said, glancing quickly at Selene. She was wearing a sly smile, knowing exactly where he would be.
She laughed and slid onto the barstool next to him like she’d been saving it. Lindsey took the one on his other side. Selene settled in beside Rachel. The women all ordered a glass of wine while John got another beer, instructing the bartender to put them all on his tab.
”Thank you!” the girls all said energetically. Lindsey gave John a hug, her hands lingering a little longer than you would expect and tracing his back as she pulled away. John noticed and wondered if anyone else caught it, too.
The first hour was easy. Rachel was in full form, calling back to their conversations at the party. Funny, loose, and asking questions to get to know her neighbor better. She leaned in when she talked to him, close enough that it could mean anything or nothing, and laughed at his responses with the particular warmth of someone who was enjoying herself and wanted you to know it.
He couldn’t tell if she was flirting or if that was just how she was. With Rachel, he was starting to think there might not be a difference.
Lindsey was quieter at first, working through her first drink at her own pace, contributing the occasional dry observation that landed harder than it had any right to. But as the night went on and the drinks kept coming she started leaning in too. It was different from Rachel’s way of doing it, more gradually, like she was closing a distance she hadn’t meant to open. Her hand found his arm once while she was making a point about something. Then again a little while later. She didn’t seem to notice she was doing it.
John chalked it up to the drinks and the divorce. He couldn’t judge, though, not with his recent encounters.
Selene watched all of it from one stool over with those grey-green eyes and said less than either of them. When she did talk it was worth paying attention to. She had a way of dropping something precise and quiet into a conversation that shifted the temperature of the whole thing, and then going back to her wine like she hadn’t done anything.
He was finding her very difficult to read and completely impossible to stop looking at.
Around eleven they settled up and headed out into the warm May night together.
Lindsey peeled off at her house, squeezing John’s arm on the way. They all noticed and laughed it off as they continued down the block. As they got closer to their houses, John offered an idea. “Nightcap at my place? Not that I don’t want to include Lindsey, but she seemed a little…drunk?”
“She was drunk,” Selene said first.
“Definitely didn’t need another one,” added Rachel.
Selene and Rachel then looked at each other and nodded gently. “We’d love to,” one of them said. John couldn’t tell who, he was surprised to have gotten a yes at all.
John, Selene, and Rachel entered John’s house quickly and quietly. He told them to make themselves at home while he turned on his stereo and record player.
After getting the music going, he asked Selene and Rachel what they wanted to drink. “Beer, wine, scotch, cocktails?”
“Wine,” they both responded, almost in unison.
As John searched for the right bottle of wine, Selene joined him for a moment. She leaned over and kissed his neck gently, almost as if she was marking her territory in his home. Rachel was around the corner and couldn’t see, but John was nervous nonetheless.
“Mind if I use your bathroom?” Selene asked.
“Of course. Down the hall and on the right.”
John found the right bottle of wine and returned to the living room with three glasses and a corkscrew. He began to open the bottle of wine, placing the corkscrew on the top and twisting it in place.
“Looks like you know what you’re doing over there,” Rachel said with a grin.
“I’ve been around the block a few times. Not my first time opening a wine bottle,” he replied.
“I bet you have been around the block a few times,” she said with a cackle, her grin moving to a devious smile.
John was caught of guard by her boldness. He could tell there was a double entendre to her statement but was surprised at how she chose this moment to flirt with him so openly. John could hear footsteps coming back from the bathroom, feeling relieved that Selene would be back momentarily.
“Are you going to let any other women on the block suck your dick or are you saving it only for Sel-“
“Rachel!” Selene shouted at her as she walked back into the living room.
“What? It’s not fair that he moves in and one of the married women get first dibs! Are you at least going to share him with me?”
John looked on in confusion. What did Selene tell Rachel? How much does she know?
Selene could sense John’s confusion and moved to sit closer to him. She poured the three of them wine, handed out the glasses to each of them and settled in close to John.
“Rachel and I get together every once in a while,” she shared while looking at John.
“Until you stole her from me!” Rachel said while smiling sheepishly at John.
“My marriage is terrible and I like having friends. I like girls, but I love men,” Selene took a sip of wine as she finished her statement, exuding confidence and controlling the conversation.
“Ugh, fine. Selene is right and I agree. Women can be fun for me, but I will always need my fill from a man.”
John was surprised again. He’d had a tryst with a married woman whom he had just met, and she was already sleeping with another neighbor. He wasn’t jealous, he had no right to be. John had been worried that they might get caught and now he knew that Selene had been doing this in secret before him.
“So what do you know?” John looked at Rachel as he asked.
Rachel stood up from her chair and walked to the couch, sitting on the other side of John. She took a sip of her wine before answering.
“Just about everything. After the party, the two of you bumping into each other in the gym. How you two haven’t fucked yet. Selene tells me just about everything.”
John looked on in amazement. Rachel was cool, confident, and cocky. He had sensed this before but this conversation had changed his opinion of her. Not wanting to be left behind, John had a bold idea.
He set his wine glass down on the coffee table and looked at Selene. Then at Rachel. Then back at Selene, who was watching him with that particular expression she had – the one that meant she’d already thought this through and arrived somewhere he was still catching up to.
“Well, are you two willing to share me tonight or do we need to figure out who’s turn it is?”
Selene and Rachel looked at each other, smiled, and leaned in to kiss each other directly in front of John.
“We’ll share if you’ll share, stud.”
