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The heavy bag moved significantly. The man striking the blows was Brad Johnson. At 43, he had an impressive physique. He stood no shorter than 6’3” and weighed in at 205. With 5% bodyfat, his well defined six pack and muscles left little to the imagination regarding the physical power he possessed. He had a long day at the office, as he is head sales manager for the Katsuragi corp. regional office in LA.
His second most favorite way to relieve stress, especially after a long day’s work, was to hit the heavy bag room and pound out his woes. However, his most favorite way to release stress, was to find a beautiful woman, and to release all his pent-up stress into her body.
‘Huff huff huff,’ panted Rachel McKnight. She was in the middle of her daily routine of half an hour on the elliptical, followed by 15 minutes of abs. A mother of three in suburban LA, her husband made more than enough money for her to not work, and so she busied herself with keeping in shape, looking after the kids, and spending time with her friends.
At 5’6” 120lbs, she was remarkably fit for a 39-year-old, especially one with three kids under her belt. She typically went to the gym at this time, and got plenty of stares from older men, who were packed in there to fight off their inevitable beer gut, and young gym rats who would fantasize about banging this MILF. However, she would just smile at them, and wouldn’t talk to them, preferring instead to remain loyal to her husband and not risk the temptation. That all changed when she met Brad.
Brad had just finished his heavy bag routine and had packed up to do some abs. He decided to warm up with some simple curl ups. He was about to start when he saw Rachel walk in, wearing a teal sports bra and black leggings that all complimented her figure very nicely. Brad couldn’t help but swallow his spit slightly and could feel his blood begin to rush to his dick. He had to get her number and she’d be all his.
As he started his warm up, he couldn’t help but notice she was checking him out. He noticed she was trying hard to be subtle, but she was anything but. He soon finished his warm up, and began to hold a plank, when he noticed she started doing curl ups. He smiled and decided to make his move.
Brad stood up and walked towards her.
“Need me to hold your feet? It can help a great deal,” he said.
Rachel smiled back and replied, “No thanks, I am used to doing them without a partner, so I have it under control.”
Brad gave a half smile and asked, “Do you always come here without a partner?”
Rachel simply stated, “Yes.”
Brad asked, “Your husband doesn’t come here with you? Or are you single?”
At this point Rachel was getting a bit annoyed, however, this man was quite attractive, and despite herself, she enjoyed a man who actually talked to her, rather than eyed her from across the gym.
“What’s your deal?” Rachel asked, sitting up and completely stopping her workout.
Brad squatted down and said, “I just saw that you are the most beautiful woman in this gym, and I have never seen you here before. I couldn’t help myself and had to come over and say hi, unlike every other man here who just stares but doesn’t have the balls to talk to you.”
His forwardness was something Rachel wasn’t used to at all, he was nothing like her husband, who would have folded under her accusation.
“I’m just here, to work out…” Rachel said.
Brad replied, “If you were here to work out, you wouldn’t be dressed in such revealing clothes. You’d be wearing baggy sweatpants and sweatshirts to hide the post baby belly like so many other women our age, but you know you have a figure and love showing it off. You like the attention, and I think you would benefit from having a partner at the gym, and more…”
Rachel’s eyes and mouth widened, she was so taken aback it took her a second to process all this and respond. She stood up and said, “I don’t have to take this and I will be reporting you for harassment.”
Brad countered, “I think you like it, and all I ask is for you to go out with me for lunch. If you don’t like it then you will never hear from me or see me again, I’ll even switch gyms. No one needs to know about it, it’s just between you and me.”
Rachel stood there for a moment, she had to hand it to him, he was bold where others weren’t. She knew she should say no, but she relented.
“Fine. If this gets you out of this gym, and away from me forever, then sure.” Brad smiled and handed her his phone, and she put in her contact information.
Brad looked down at his phone, and smiled, “Thanks Rachel, I’ll see you tomorrow at 11.”
Rachel couldn’t help but smile back, “See you then…”
“Brad” Brad exclaimed.
“See you then Brad the asshole.” Rachel finished as she walked off to the showers.
On her drive home, Rachel received a text from an unknown number.
“This is Brad from the gym, I reserved us a spot at Le Petit Formage, tomorrow at 11.”
This made Rachel warm in her stomach, first off because she had been pestering her husband to take her there for months and he had always said no, and secondly, this new man in her life was new and exciting and she hadn’t felt this way in a long time.
She texted back, “I’ll be there.” Then she locked her phone and continued her drive home.
When she got home, her husband greeted her, going in for a kiss which she dodged and had him kiss her cheek.
“What’s got into you?” her husband Ethan asked. Quite frankly, she didn’t know, what was going on with her. She had never done that before.
“Oh um, I think I might be getting sick, don’t want to spread it to you.” Her husband seemed to find this answer acceptable and him and the kids helped her make dinner.
After dinner, Rachel spent some time watching tv with her husband and the kids. However, the whole time, all she could think about was Brad. This was so dumb, why should she let that asshole have this much of an effect on her? He didn’t deserve it, but despite her best efforts, she found she could barely focus on the show her family was watching.
When it was time for bed, her husband tried to initiate sex, however, she complained of a headache, and turned off the light. She soon heard her husband’s snores and tried very hard to go to sleep. After a few hours of tossing and turning, she was finally able to fall into a light slumber.
The next morning, she awoke to see her husband was already out of bed and at work. Oh Crap! She had slept in until 10! Her lunch with Brad was at 11. She hurried, and got dressed, wearing a cute blue top with jeans that hugged her ass tight. She did her make up quickly, and was all done by 10:30. She texted Brad to let him know that she would be a bit late.
She hopped in her Escalade and drove to the restaurant. She texted Brad, “I’m here.”
To which Brad texted back, “Great! I already got us a table.” She came up to the hostess stall and they directed her towards the table.
Rachel saw Brad, who was wearing a button down and slacks, and sat down. “You look gorgeous Rachel.” Brad said.
“Thanks, you look great too. I would have gotten here earlier, but I accidentally slept in.” Rachel replied, trying to make some small talk.
“Stayed up late thinking about me huh?” Brad grinned cockily.
“Maybe.” Was all Rachel was able to muster.
The two made small talk, Brad learned that Rachel is a mom of 3, her husband earning enough for her to not have to work. He learned that she actually settled down with her husband when they were in college, him getting her pregnant at a sorority party they both attended. Brad couldn’t help but wonder if she truly enjoyed being married to Ethan or if she just married him out of necessity.
Conversely, Rachel learned that Brad was married, with two children to his name, but that he was divorced. She dared not ask the reason why but she had her guesses. She learned that he was upper management in a large corporation with an office in the city and that he now lived what she deemed to be a playboy lifestyle: exotic vacations, beautiful women and luxury goods.
Brad encouraged Rachel to indulge herself in the finer things on the menu, red wine, shrimp lemon pasta, and gateau-au-chocolat. After eating dessert, Rachel giggled, “I guess today is going to have to be my cheat day,” referring to the high calorie food that she just consumed.
“I agree. It should be your cheat day in every sense of the phrase.” Brad said smoothly.
Rachel couldn’t help but smile. “This guy is good,” she thought.
Brad continued, “Would you like to come back to my place? I cleared my afternoon schedule, and my apartment has a great view we could indulge in.”
Rachel teased, “You cleared your schedule? Were you expecting something from me?”
Brad smiled, clearly enjoying the flirtation, “Yes. But I wouldn’t have pressed it if this lunch went poorly. I think you and I have a genuine connection, and besides, I know you want to come over to my place.”
Rachel asked, “What makes you think that?”
Brad replied cockily, “Your makeup looks exquisite, if you were trying to get rid of me like you said you wanted to yesterday, you wouldn’t have put in the effort.”
Rachel blushed beet red. “Damn he is really good.” She thought. “How do you know I don’t always do my makeup this well?”
Brad answered, “You were running late, if you didn’t care how you looked, you would have skipped the makeup and got here earlier. But you were deliberate, and you wanted to look good for me.” Brad could tell he had this woman hooked.
Brad continued to press, “Lets go back to my place, I promise you it will be worth your while. After, I will drive you back here and you can go home in your car.”
Rachel asked, “What should I tell my husband?”
Brad said nonchalantly, “Tell him you ran into an old friend at the gym and got coffee.” They both stood up and Brad started walking, with Rachel in tow.
They both climbed into Brad’s Porsche and he speeded to his downtown high-rise apartment. The lobby was quite fancy, with modern chandeliers and furniture. This was a place Rachel could only dream of being in. She truly felt like a princess right now, and Brad was her prince.
They both got up to the 21st floor, and they arrived at Brad’s apartment. He unlocked the door and they both entered, taking off their shoes as they did. “May I get you a drink?” Brad asked. All Rachel could do was nod, as she was quite taken aback by everything.
Brad’s apartment was very modern with, sleek black leather couches, a large flat screen tv, a fireplace, a kitchen with granite counters, and warm lighting that made her feel very comfortable. However, perhaps the grandest feature was the large, full length windows, that revealed a gorgeous view of the city.
Brad handed Rachel a glass of wine and sat down on the couch making himself comfortable. “Brad… this is amazing.” Rachel said in awe.
“Thank you, it better be it certainly costs me enough.” Brad joked. She sat down next to him on the couch.
She said, still in awe, “Brad this is really too much, I don’t know…”
Brad cut her off, “It’s ok. I know what you’re going through, I promise you that pit in your stomach, that guilt and that fear, that will all go away eventually, and it will add to your edge later. Just relax, and do what your body is screaming for you to do. I am here to take care of you, and if, after we are done, you don’t like it, we never have to do this again. I promise.”
Despite all her worries, Brad’s words calmed her down significantly. “Ok.” She said, and took a sip of her wine. They both looked at each other, and Rachel could see Brad’s eyes glaze over, as they became consumed with lust. She knew what was coming and set her wine glass down on the coffee table.
Brad leaned in and kissed Rachel on the lips, then, he broke it off, his face mere centimeters from hers. She could feel his hot breath from his nose on her face. He wanted to make sure she wanted him too. Despite her conscious telling her she should get up and walk out, she kissed him back, and she could feel his lips curl into a smile as he resumed his attack, and shoved his tongue down her throat.
As their making out intensified, Rachel began to let out soft moans. Brads hands wandered her amazing body, tracing her curves and feeling her amazing breasts. She began to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time, until it was completely unbuttoned.
He stood up and took his shirt off, giving Rachel a second to admire his firm six pack. She rubbed it and said with a smile, “I’m not used to this at home.” Brad then let out a laugh and helped her to her feet, and took off her shirt, revealing a turquoise bra.
Then, they continued to make out, with Rachel playfully biting his lower lip. He then unhooked her bra and helped her out of it. Now it was Brad’s turn to admire Rachel’s body. “So, this is what you were hiding from me in the gym.” He said as he kneaded her large C cup breasts, eliciting moans from her.
They carried on like this for a bit, then, overcome with intense lust, Brad undid Rachel’s fly to her jeans and yanked them down, revealing cute turquoise panties that matched her bra. Rachel stepped out of them and Brad knelt down, grabbing and kneading her large ass cheeks as he kissed her wet cunt through her panties.
Rachel started really moaning now, as Brad began to work on her, pulling her panties to the side and licking her bare, shaved pussy. She breathed heavily and ran her fingers through his dark hair, and began moaning, “Oh Brad right there… God… Please. Please fuck me.”
Brad didn’t need a second invitation, he pulled her panties down from her waist, having them pool at her feet. He then stood up and she smiled and looked him in the eyes, as she undid his belt and fly and pulled both his pants and boxers down in one motion.
She was taken aback by his massive 8 in erection that spring free. His cock was so hard Brad felt like it could burst, and pre cum was oozing on the end. She gave it a few tugs, letting the foreskin slide over the head and back a few times. “Not used to this at all…” Rachel said seductively.
Brad then grabbed her by her ass and guided her to the windows. Rachel yelped in shock and then giggled in excitement, she knew he was going to fuck her right there, giving her a view while they screwed. The fact that the sex would be semi-public made Rachel even more wet, and she began to drip on his soft carpet.
Brad then got her to the window, and grabbed her by the neck, pushing her forward a bit to give him access to her beautiful heart shaped bottom. He then used one of his legs to spread hers, and then used his other hand to grab the base of his cock. He rubbed his cock, still weeping pre-cum, up and down the length of her crack, from her clit to her cute pink asshole, then back down.
This made Rachel moan and she braced herself, with both hands on the glass. Then, she felt Brad slowly start to sink his cock into her. “Jesus you’re tight.” Brad said as he sunk his dick inch by inch inside her. Indeed, she was so tight, that the loose skin on his penis dimpled at the base of his shaft while her pussy swallowed every delicious inch of his large cock.
Rachel was in heaven, she wanted this so bad and this man was so much larger and sexier than her husband. All she could do was breath heavily, and push her ass back, in an effort to take more of his cock.
Finally, Brad bottomed out inside Rachel, his hips hitting her ass with a small smack. Then, he started withdrawing from her, but just as his head was about to leave the warm embrace of her pussy, he pushed back in. Brad was in Rachel so deep, that the tip of his penis was able to kiss the edge of her cervix.
They both breathed, enjoying the feeling of each other and going slow, but soon, Brad’s lust overcame his desire to prolong and enjoy this fuck, and he began to fuck her at a steady rhythm. Rachel started moaning, causing her breath to fog up the mirror. These we loud, lustful moans, and Brad was sure the neighbors could hear them as he reveled in this MILF’s tight pussy.
The sound of their intense fucking filled the room. The sound of his toned hips, and large balls, hitting her round ass, and the sound of Rachel’s moans, and Brad’s manly grunts were audible. He began to pick up the pace, lost in ecstasy as his smooth sensitive cockhead felt every wrinkle and crevice of her tight vagina.
He smacked her pale butt, and looked at the reflection of her face in the mirror, and was pleased to see it had contorted due to the intense pleasure she was in. He also loved the reflection of her large breasts, bouncing with each one of his powerful thrusts.
Brad was pushing Rachel to new heights, and she could feel her orgasm begin to come on. As he picked up his pace, and began to smack her ass every 10th thrust or so, she felt the deepest recesses of her vagina begin to contract.
Brad could feel this too, as her vagina began to contract around his cock head, and he picked up the pace even more, trying his best to cum in her as she orgasmed. Then, Rachel’s hands curled into fists and she let out a loud moan, “Oh FUCK!” as the entire length of her cunt clamped down hard on Brad’s cock.
Brad felt like he was in pure pleasure, as Rachel’s pussy clamped down on his cock, trying it’s best to milk it. He grunted, three throaty grunts and pounded her with three especially large thrusts as he ejaculated a massive amount of his semen inside her.
They stood there, catching their breath, and Rachel could feel Brad begin to get soft inside her. Eventually, Brad withdrew from her with a plop. A mix of semen and her juices began leaking out of her pink cunt. “That was amazing” Rachel said breathily. All Brad could do was nod.
Rachel stayed over for a bit longer, and her and Brad relaxed. About an hour before she left, she rode him in his bed. Then it was time to go. Brad drove her back to her car, still in the parking lot at the restaurant, and dropped her off, kissing her before he left.
When she got home, her husband was excited to see her. He had spent a long time making a special dinner for her and the kids and was looking forward to her praise. He leaned in for a kiss, but she dodged it, “I still think I’m sick babe.” She spoke. Her husband accepted this, albeit with visible disappointment on his face.
At dinner she barely touched her food. “Where were you all day honey?” Ethan asked.
Rachel was caught off guard and stammered out, “Actually, I ran into an old friend at the gym today, and had coffee with them. I’m sorry, I’m just not really hungry, I had a scone with my coffee and I am a bit full.”
Ethan said, “You should eat more babe, Lord knows you are skinny enough you can afford a cheat day.”
Rachel frowned, “If you want me to stay this skinny then you shouldn’t ask me to eat so much.” Ethan shook his head in frustration but didn’t say anything.
While it was true that Rachel was indeed full, it wasn’t from any scone. It was from the large lunch she had with Brad. However, more importantly, her sex with Brad made her not in the mood for food, she was in the mood for more sex, and she spent the rest of the evening, thinking about her encounter with Brad.
At night, she waited for Ethan to be asleep, and she snuck out of bed and texted Brad. “Meet me at my house at 10 tomorrow” She then texted him her address.
Brad replied fairly quickly, much to her surprise. “Wanting more already? I will be there, see you then.” Rachel couldn’t help but feel warm inside.
“This is bad, this is so bad.” She thought, all while feeling herself begin to get wet.
The next morning, Rachel woke up at 8, got showered and did her makeup. She put on a turquoise bra with matching panties, and a turquoise robe that did little to hide her figure. She went downstairs and met her husband who was leaving off to work.
“Wow, what has you looking all sexy for?” Ethan asked.
“Oh, you know, I just wanted to feel sexy today.” Rachel said happily. Ethan smiled, and kissed her as he went off to work, thinking that she was going to fuck his brains out when he got back from work. Little did he know that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Around 9, the kids went off to school in their bus. Rachel busied herself, cleaning and trying to make the place look presentable. She then received a text from Brad. “On my way.”
She happily replied, “Make sure to park at the end of the street.”
At 5 till 10, she heard her doorbell ring. She felt her heart begin to race and she sauntered over to open the door. She opened it and saw Brad, looking sexy in a purple polo and tan shorts. He smiled at her and said, “You look sexy as hell.”
She smiled back and said, “Come on in.”
She made him some coffee and they made some small talk, eventually, he asked, “May I see the rest of the house?”
She smiled, catching his meaning and said, “Sure thing.” She showed him some of the rooms, carrying on the façade of an actual house tour, all while building up sexual tension.
Finally, they got to her and her husband’s bedroom. “And here is the bedroom…” She said. They stood in the doorway for a second, eying each other. Then, Rachel undid the tie to her robe, and let it open, revealing her bra and panties.
Brad smiled and pulled the robe off her shoulders, letting it pool to the floor. Then he bent down and picked her up, carrying her princess style over to the bed, all while Rachel giggled, clearly having fun with her affair. He then threw her down on the bed and began taking off his clothes with earnest, while Rachel undid her bra and peeled off her panties.
Finally, they were both naked, there was no need for seduction, they were just two primal beings, trying to relieve stress and blow off steam. She was his new woman, and he was her new man, her conqueror and the only man that deserved her body.
She spread her legs, and he fell in between them, giving his hard cock a few rubs on her pussy before he sank into her. Both of them groaned, “Ohhhhhhhhh” as he sank his full length into her and finally bottomed out. Then he began kissing her, forcing his tongue into her mouth as her started to thrust into her, over and over again.
She began to moan in his mouth, and her hands roamed his hair and his strong back. She squeezed his firm, muscular ass as he penetrated her. Brad felt amazing, as he gave himself completely to this woman.
Soon, the pace of his fucking began to increase. He started driving home, and she started moaning loudly. The bed creaked and the sound of their sex radiated through the whole house. Then, Rachel began to feel the beginning of her orgasm, and she wrapped her long legs around his waist and dug her heels into his ass cheeks, pulling him into her.
“OH FUCK! OH GOD YES!” She exclaimed as she came. Her whole body shook and convulsed as her vagina squeezed and pulsed around his cock. Then, she felt Brad’s thrusts begin to slow down but really turn into a pounding. He then grunted as he thrust into her four times, ejaculating into her womb with each thrust.
The two of them laid there, breathing heavily as they enjoyed the afterglow. She began to feel Brad slowly get soft inside her, and then, eventually, he withdrew from her and laid next to her. She cuddled up to him, an arm going across his toned chest, and her face nuzzled in the crook of his neck.
“That was great.” Brad said. “I’ll say. You are literally the best lover I have had. I don’t know why I didn’t do this sooner.” She replied. Brad smiled and said arrogantly, “It’s because you didn’t have the right man to do it with.”
She smiled back and asked, “You’re right. Is this your first time with a married woman?”
“No.” Brad replied. He continued, “I actually prefer married women as lovers.”
Rachel asked, “Why’s that?”
Brad then said, “It’s good knowing you give someone something they really missed. Also, it’s pretty hot knowing she wants you so badly she is willing to cheat.” Rachel then laid there for a bit, contemplating what he had just said.
“I think you would like my friend.” Rachel said.
“Oh yea? Why’s that?” Brad asked.
“She’s one of my old sorority sisters, we go way back. She always had a large sexual appetite, but she sold out, and is now some rich loser’s trophy wife in Miami.”
Brad then asked, “Do you have a picture of her?”
Rachel then got her phone and searched for a picture. “Here” She said, as she handed the phone over to Brad.
“She’s beautiful.” Brad said.
“Yea, her and I used to always turn guys heads back in school. This pic is a bit dated, as she hasn’t updated her social media in 7 years for whatever reason. Her name is Elena Cruz, you should look her up if you’re ever in Miami. I think you two would really hit it off.”
“You know, I might actually do that. I got a lot of time off saved up, and I need a vacation. Do you have any of her contact info?”
Rachel replied, “I wish. I know she lives in Coconut Grove, but other than that I got nothing.”
Brad then said, “That’s ok, I can find her. I hope she likes dominant men.”
Rachel then smiled, “She prefers dominant men.”
To Be Continued