Eventful day at the gym

“Maybe, since it’s because it was Max that night…”

‘I’m going to push her…’

“Maybe you should swap which guy you’re doing it with…”

‘Do it… Push her towards others...'

“M-Maybe you should try with a different guy? Get your mojo back… Feel the excitement…”

‘"Maybe try and push it with Brandon.’"

Erik is torn between lust and nerves; that inner voice has been getting louder, slipping past the cracks of his mental fortitude.

“Hmmm.” Vi says in thought. “That’s not a bad idea… It’s been a while… Maybe I need a reminder of what his long, black cock feels like on my tongue.” She replies sensually, mentally agreeing that she needs to shift focus away from Maki.

‘Yes…’

“Yeah. Would be good…” Erik says, groaning as Vi places her palm onto his growing bulge.

“Shall we move to the bedroom?” She says, not really waiting for an answer as she pulls her hoodie over her head. "You're such a freak sometimes..." She grins.

Vi had moaned directly in his ear all night that night, teasing him, begging him to fuck her harder. Erik managed to hold out on orgasming until Vi had been fully satisfied.

"Maybe you should... Fuck him!" Erik moans. "Let his bbc break your brain!"

Vi looks down with a half smirk, chest heaving, sweat dripping down her body. "Ha...Ha... Am I going to have to do a browser history check my little freaky cuck boy? Where did that come from? Does sound a bit hot though..." She ends with a wink.

If only she knew.

A part of Vi felt like she needed a mental palette cleanser. She was going to suggest a threesome or something of the sort, to keep Erik directly involved. But when she saw the lust in his eyes when he pitched the idea of having a bit more fun with the trainer, well, she wasn’t going to say no. It was undeniably hot, and a certain thrill exists when Erik himself is turned on by the idea of being in the same building while she’s getting a ‘workout ’.

She was a bit cautious with the words she used when they slept together last night, but Vi is weak to the enjoyment Erik gets when she pushes him, and she pushed real hard last night; the view of him crumbling from lust in front of her pushed her to her usual multiple intense orgasms with her boyfriend.

She looks over as he drives them to Spades Side gym. He isn't showing much now, but she saw the sparkle in his eye as they were getting dressed this morning. She finds solace in the idea that he enjoys this play as much as she does. She still wishes that Erik would… ‘have some fun’ himself. Which he still has yet to do. If it weren’t for this Maki nonsense, Brandon would have been one of the first people that she hit ‘pause’ on….

But she needs this, just for today. Brandon has been respectful, never pushing Vi more than she wants it to and happy to play this game with her. He had irked her a bit when she first offered to ‘expand the massage’ when she came in.

“You want to record it or something for your boyfriend?”

“Uhhh. What?”

“You guys are open or swinging or something, right?”

“Is that something… I told you about?”

“Nope. But you’re so obvious about it. The couple of times he’s been here. You’re not very good at hiding it…”

“Huh…”

She did change the way she approaches people after that… Not that it matters… People seem to figure it out anyway.

“Does he want to come watch?” Brandon asks, his hands on her thigh, looking down at Vi.

“I think, assume that if I’m not the one suggesting it, probably doesn’t ask.” She says with an awkward chuckle. “It feels weird when you bring it up like that.”

Brandon laughs, scooting over and pushing her other leg back, looking down at her. “Well. Not to overstep. But it might be good to know how to have those kinds of conversations with the people you’re bringing in.” He grins. “Instead of making your thirds feel like they’re homewreckers.”

She rolls her eyes. “You figured it out, though! Without me saying anything!” Vi catches herself. “Wait, you assume we have more people than just you?”

Brandon just gives her a look, and that’s enough for her to concede.

…

Erik looks over, the pony-style hairdo swinging to the side as she slowly bends over, ‘stretching’ as Brandon holds her from behind, his large hands contrasting against her skin. She sends a small, subtle look his way, the slyest of grins on her face as she slowly stands back up.

Erik has been sitting on this bench staring at his girlfriend since they walked into the gym, since she dragged her fingers down his chest and made a sly beeline right for Brandon’s office, giving him a slow up-and-down look before knocking on his door.

Erik was so entranced by his girlfriend’s performance that he did not notice when a certain blonde girl came into the gym, blushing as she approached him, pausing, and then following what he was staring at, blushing even harder, and then just… watching.

Erik watches hungrily, the compression shorts he wore specifically for this occasion hiding the bulk of his arousal, but not from the girl who was in turn watching him, eyes swapping between him and the couple. A sharp intake of breath on Erik’s end as Vi looks over her shoulder, slipping her sports bra strap off her shoulder as Brandon closes the door to his office.

Erik stands, ready to get close… He has no idea what’s going to happen in there, and that makes it all the more exciting… He knows something's happening, or is going to. It’s happened before afterall, will she take the next step? Have him inside her? Will she get addicted and he won’t even get the chance to see it happen? And what about Brandon?

‘Does Brandon get off on hooking up with gym girls with boyfriends? He must… What has Vi said to him?’

“You really are into it.”

Erik turns in shock. His fingers tense up like a cat extending its claws. “Heidi!?”

She smiles, blushing still. “Hi.”

“Have you been… Watching me?”

She nods, looking towards Brandon’s office. “Is she doing something with him? Brandon? He’s popular around here; I’ve had some sessions with him too.”

Erik suddenly sees in his mind's eye another girl, not Vi, being bent over by Brandon in his office, a girl into him, being claimed by a man who easily claims his girlfriend.

‘Is it crazy to want to see that?’

Heidi doesn’t notice anything out of the ordinary as she looks back at him. She gets closer to the man, sitting down next to him. Her face is intensely red; she puts a hand on his thigh and studies his face closely. “What do you hope is happening?” She asks, so innocently.

“I… she had a massage booked..”

“That’s not what I asked.” She replies, her hand still on his thigh. Her syrupy soft voice filled his ears.

He groans, closing his eyes. “I don’t know… She can get wild… with her shirt off.”

‘I want her to get fucked while I’m right here, I want her to lose her mind with pleasure, and then tell me all about it afterwards…

Or not at all.’

“I want her to… Enjoy herself… Give him a thank you…”

“What kind of thank you?” Heidi asks. Erik can’t tell if it’s an innocent question from real curiosity, or a form of teasing, in contrast to her usual self. Based off the intense blush and the less than comfortable hand on his thigh, it's more likely an attempt to tease.

“A… Blowjob… Or a titjob…” He whispers.

He glances up. Her face takes on the shade of a ripe tomato, somehow getting Tedder than before.

“Has she done that before?” She eventually manages.

Erik looks towards the office door, Heidi unintentionally causing his mind to be flooded with more images of both her and Vi. Is she on her knees, lying on the massage table? Sitting in his office chair, sitting in front of him? Is he taking control? Grabbing her face, giving her a taste of what she could have? Or is she lying on the table, hanging her head off for him?

'Or is she going all the way? For the first time? Or has Brandon fucked her in ways he hasn't?'

He nods.

Heidi’s head drops; she looks down at her feet, looks around and puts her hand on his cock.

Erik jumps, just a little, looking around him and whispering. “Heidi?”

She pulls her hand back, her herself whispering now. “I… Just wanted to see…” She stands up slowly, face completely flushed, her hands called into nervous, shaking fists. Nervously smiling at him, she turns around and bends over, grabbing her bag from the ground, pointing her backside directly into his face. She straightens out and looks over her shoulder, blushing but smiling, before leaving without another word. He's not entirely sure if that was intentional.

“So… What happened?”

“When we get home, baby.” Vi replies to her man while he drives them back to his dorm room. “Need you focused on the road.” She winks playfully.

Erik grinds his teeth; he knows what she’s doing.

‘And I fucking love it.’

“Oh… I wanted to ask though… What do you tell him? That you’re cheating on me? That you're unsatisfied and need a big man or something? Did you go further than planned or anything?” he does his best to sound casual.

Vi looks across, narrowing her eyes. “No…” Obviously the plan wasn’t… But for some reason, she feels suspicious of the way he asked her this. “He knows about us… I literally sent you a photo with his cock on my tits.”

Erik blinks. “Oh… Right.” He laughs. “That’s so right.”

She narrows her eyes.