Chapter 6

You can't help but notice the way your wife's body has been changing over the past few weeks. The skimpier outfits she's been wearing to the gym have been driving you wild, your thoughts often drifting to her as she works out.

As the days go by, your lovemaking has become more passionate and raw. The thought of Grudge, the gym bully, has been lingering in the back of your mind, a source of both excitement and frustration. You find yourself hoping for a new story, something to stoke the fire of your fantasies.

You are bagging up the trash as your wife bursts through the door, her face flushed with a mixture of anger and excitement. "Guess what happened at the gym today?" she asks, her voice laced with both indignation and a hint of amusement. You put down the trash, giving her your full attention, secretly hoping it has something to do with Grudge.

"Some jerk, that Grudge guy, thought my shirt said #MILF instead of #MomLife. Can you believe that?' she continues, her eyes sparkling. You look down to see that her shirt reads #MomLife. "He even had the audacity to say he'd like to pound the milf.''

You can't help but smirk, finding the situation both humorous and arousing. "Well, I can't say I'm surprised. He's always been a bit of a bully, hasn't he?" you reply, trying to play it cool.

"And you know what I told him?' she asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I told him I'd be more than happy to oblige him if he could help me with my household chores and home improvements first." You laugh, and the two of you share a knowing look. You can't help but feel a stirring in your loins, the thought of Grudge, the gym bully, and your wife's newfound confidence turning you on.

You can't help but chuckle as you suggest, "Maybe Grudge was just trying to flirt with you? He could've made an honest mistake, you know." You're half-joking, but you can't help but entertain the thought.

Your wife, however, isn't amused. "Are you kidding me?" she replies, her voice laced with disgust. "While I had an exercise ball between my legs, he said, 'Just remember, if it slides out, don't be afraid to slip it back in,' and winked at me. Ew."

You cringe, feeling a mix of sympathy and embarrassment for her. 'That's just... low,' you mutter, shaking your head in disbelief.

As your wife notices your erection, she frowns, and a thoughtful expression crosses her face. She pauses for a moment, considering her next words, before asking, "So, does the thought of me flirting with another man, like Grudge, turn you on?"

You hesitate for a brief moment, contemplating your answer. You've never really discussed this with her before, but you decide to be honest. "Well, yeah, it does," you admit, feeling a mix of excitement and vulnerability.

Your wife's eyes widen slightly, and she studies your face for a moment. She then reaches down and gently pulls out your now-hard cock, her fingers wrapping around it. "Interesting," she says, a mischievous glint in her eye.

As she begins to stroke your length, she starts to tease you, asking, "So, would you like it if I flirted with Grudge, just to see how you'd react? Maybe I could give him a little wink or a touch on the arm while we're both stretching before our workout?"

You groan softly, feeling your arousal grow even stronger. "Uh, yeah, that sounds... hot," you manage to say between breaths.

She continues to stroke your cock, her pace increasing as she pushes your boundaries. "Or maybe I could take it a step further. What if I accidentally on purpose brush up against him a few times while we're both lifting weights, making it look like I'm trying to catch his attention?"

Your body tenses, your breathing becoming more rapid. "Fuck, that's... that's so dirty," you gasp. You can't help but moan, the thought of her flirting with another man, right under your nose, driving you wild. Your wife's hand continues to stroke your throbbing cock, her fingers moving in perfect harmony with your arousal. You can't help but moan, your body tensing with each stroke.

"How about this," she suggests, her voice sultry and inviting. "I could bend down in front of Grudge, giving him a perfect view of my ass. Would that turn you on, knowing that he's watching me, knowing how sexy I am?"

You swallow hard, your body reacting to the erotic image she's painting in your mind. "Fuck, yeah, that's hot," you manage to say, your voice barely above a whisper.

She smirks, pleased with your reaction. "And what if I wanted to find out if the rumors are true about Grudge's horse cock? Should I casually mention it to him, and see if he's willing to show it off for me?" You tense up, the thought of another man's cock being compared to yours making you uncomfortable.

"Oh honey," your wife says, her voice tinged with disappointment as you cum unexpectedly, your hot seed spurting onto her hand and your gym clothes.

You let out a shaky breath, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen so soon," you apologize, your voice shaky.

But instead of being upset, she surprises you with her response. "Well, I guess that really does turn you on, huh?" she says with a wicked grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

You nod, feeling a blush creep up your neck. "Yeah, it's just... I didn't expect it to be this intense."

She leans in, brushing her lips against your ear. "Don't worry, I'm not upset. In fact, I'm glad we found something that gets you this worked up. "You know, I've been thinking about this too," your wife admits, her eyes meeting yours with a newfound level of intimacy.