Nothing, but she WAS just reassuring him.

Sarah had to admit, she was enjoying the attention. If she thought back on it she had always drawn attention but it was almost like she had never paid it much mind. Since she started to dress up a bit she had started to become acutely aware of it and even, maybe just a little, to play up to it. it was partially Tom's fault, every time she had come home and told him about some guy checking her out or chatting her up he would question her incessantly but then they would end up having intense sex. Sarah figured it was jealousy but he wore it well and the result was that she was now keen to spot any fresh little story she could take home to her hubby. So she had started to make her clothes just a little bit more revealing. Her skirts were almost as short as she'd worn in her youth and her trousers clung to her. Her tops were just as form fitting and showed more skin than she had for years. She would say she was keeping it on the respectable side of slutty but not many women of her age could have carried it off without looking trashy.

Sarah smiled to herself, Tom would probably enjoy it if she went full on trashy but she was a nurse and had people she was in charge of. The idea of being a bit raunchy was fine but the idea of being thought of as a hussy went against her nature. That said, she was about to push that particular perception about as far as she could justify. Standing in the changing cubicle at her gym she looked at her latest purchase. Her new gym clothes were daringly sexy. Just simple black (as fitted her vampy clothing tastes), they consisted of a sports bra and a pair of tiny shorts. She had seen other women wearing clothes like these, usually spending more time taking pictures of themselves than working out so it wasn't unprecedented in the gym, just for her.

Stepping out of the cubicle she pulled down at the rear of the shorts. She felt as though all her ass was on display but she checked it in the mirror and it looked fucking sexy and not quite as outrageous as it felt. Smiling to herself as she imitated those young sexy Instagram models and took several photos in the mirror. She posted the best one to Tom and also on her much used but never posted to Instagram account.

The gym was pretty quiet and after a brief stretch she hopped on the treadmill. Her phone buzzed and it was a reply from Tom:

Holy shit that's sexy. Where are you? <<<

>>> At the gym of course.

Shit, I thought you were just trying it on. <<<

>>> You like?

Absolutely, but I'm a bit surprised. <<<

>>> I might have been feeling a little naughty when I bought it.

You look a little naughty wearing it. <<<

>>> I feel like an influencer. I even posted it on Instagram.

You little THOT, I'm going to be first to like it. <<<

>>> THOT?

I'll explain later. I have a sudden need to make sure I get all this work done before you get home. Enjoy your workout but save some energy for me OK? <<<

>>> Mmmm, now I want to rush home but I suppose I'll let you get on with work for now. Love you xxx.

Love you too xxx <<<

With that she put some music on and started her workout in earnest.

She was in the zone, music pumping looking at the people walking by, going about their business and before she knew it she'd been running for 40 minuets and was in need of a change. Stepping off the treadmill she spotted a small group of three guys hanging around a weight bench. Two of them were making a great show of not looking in her direction. One guy was unashamedly looking her up and down before making eye contact and smiling at her. Sarah looked away and moved over to the free weights. A smile crept over her face once the guys could no longer see her expression. Boys were so cute when they got busted and looked away. That other guy though, she was impressed at his confidence. He was pretty attractive too, he's had close cropped dark hair, Mediterranean skin and a broad, hard looking face. He had also looked pretty jacked. Sarah wasn't usually into that, Tom was far from it and it never bothered her in the slightest, she usually went for charming guys, someone with social skills but she had to admit the mix of the imposing body and the arrogant look had made her tummy flutter.

She got to the weights and continued her workout with some lunges and squats. She found herself occasionally glancing at the group to see what attention she was getting. For the most part the guys seemed to be getting on with their own workout apart from him. Almost every time she caught sight of him he was looking at her. Most of the time he didn't seem to notice she had spotted him or maybe he didn't care. Sarah was not about to be intimidated and tried her best to continue her exercises but she became acutely aware of her body and how it must look doing the movements of her workout. It was a little thrilling and she found herself getting quite worked up.

She got up from the mat where she had been doing crunches and quickly glanced about. The guys were not there. She sighed in relief and grabbed her water bottle to refill it. She was wondering if she felt like pushing it with another stretch of cardio when a shift in the light caught her attention and she looked up. That guy was stood right beside her, arm outstretched leaning on the wall and blocking her way slightly. Her eyes snapped to his face and he had a smirk on his thick lips and a twinkle in his deep brown eyes "Hey, what's up good looking".

Sarah was caught off guard. She was flustered by him already and now he was close enough that she could feel the heat coming off him. He was also huge, standing noticeably taller than her already tall husband. he was broad and very muscular which made him an imposing obstacle to be blocking her way. His voice was also very deep and had a slight hint of an accent. Not getting an immediate response he pushed on "What's your name?"

"er... Sarah" What? why did I just give him my name?

"Hi Sarah I'm Paolo put I go by Paul. Want to go out sometime?"

"Oh, er, nice to meet you. Wait, sorry I'm married." I've got to calm down, I sound like an idiot.

"Yea I saw the ring but that wasn't my question. I want to know if you'd like to have a date some time?"Sarah was confounded by his arrogance and didn't reply immediately so Paul continued "Give me your phone." She looked blankly at him "Come on, it's not like I'm going to rob you." He held his hand out expectantly and poor confused Sarah handed it to him. Paul poked away at the screen and a moment later his phone rang, he hung up and passed the phone back. Thanks babe, I thought that was easier than asking, you seem a little tired from your workout."

"Y_you can't do that"

"I just did" he said smiling "you don't have to keep it but, y'know, if you decide you fancy that date then you know how to reach me. Ask your husband for permission if it bothers you but I'd like to see more of you so I wasn't about to let your sweet ass slip away without asking. "With that he turned and left leaving Sarah looking at her phone dumbstruck.

In the shower she put her hands on the wall and let the water run over her head and back as she tried to process what had happened. Fuck that guy and his cocky attitude thinking he's gods gift to women and every woman he meets is going to drop her panties because he's tall and handsome and really sex with his deep voice and massive muscles. She hated herself for for feeling this way but she was unbelievably horny. There was something about that guy that was so arrogant and commanding that she had wanted to nod and giggle say "OK". She was 40 for crying out loud, she should be totally past that sort of behaviour.

She washed herself quickly and reapplied her makeup. She needed to get home, she needed a dick in her.