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The wife and I have been married for just over four years. We were one of the original people to have moved into this apartment complex. “Have you seen the new lady in the next building?” she asked. Alexis my wife, was the neighborhood watch dog. She had recently been asked to notify the community leaders of any rule breaking that happened. Little did they know she would take that bone and run with it. “No I haven’t,” I sighed. She always found something she wanted to complain about. It could be anything from, someone not cleaning up after their dog, or a person parking in the wrong parking spot. The list went on and on. “Lacey and I think she had work done,” she said while putting her make up on. “Really,” I said. I worked nights, at a night club. Most of the time I was the bouncer at the door, other times I worked the floor. It was a nice job, which I loved. This morning I was not in the mood for one of Alexis’s rants. I had just got home from work. All I wanted to do was sleep. “Yeah, she is very top heavy,” she said. “Totally unnatural for a woman to be that big.” Alexis hated her job at the bank. If she wasn’t complaining about people in the neighborhood, she was complaining about “Okay, I am off,” she said.I took a quick shower then went to bed, falling asleep immediately.My alarm went off at it’s usual time. There was just two hours until Alexis would return home from work. Two more hours after that, until I had to be at work.I decided that I was going to hit the community gym at the club house. Instead of going all the way to my normal The gym was small, it didn’t have much in the way of free weights. It did have a decent tread mill though. That’s all I wanted to use today. I put my ear buds in, then started the machine up.I was just over a half hour into my work out. When I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. My back had been turned to the door, so I hadn’t noticed that someone had come in.Turning around I saw a great looking woman.“Hi,” she said.“Hi,” I replied.“Can you watch my stuff?” she asked.She pointed to a bag on the floor. “I have to go and change.”“Sure,” I replied.She nodded then went to the bathrooms, that were located just outside the gym.“Thanks,” she said, as she came back. She must be the woman that Alexis had been talking about. I thought to myself.She was shorter than Alexis, but she was in much better shape physically. She was wearing a black tank top that fit her very tightly across the chest. Black sport shorts, that stopped just below her ass. Her brown hair was pulled back through the back of her cap.“No problem,” I nodded. After an hour, I decided to head back home.“Have a good workout,” I said.To which she nodded. She was on the bike, going full out.“So did you meet her?” Alexis asked me. It was later in the day. I was nearly ready for work. She had come in the house, just as I had gotten out of the shower. I was just in the middle of shaving. “Who?” I asked.“The new woman?” she said, staring at me. Alexis had long dark black hair, brown eyes and dark caramel skin. When I met her she was a fitness nut just like me. She had stopped going to the gym a few years ago. Which resulted in her losing her figure. I on the other hand, ankara travesti had kept up my pre married weight. I worked out as much as I could. I tried to eat healthy. I felt like I was in the best physical shape I had been in my whole life. My head was shaved as well as the rest of my body. “Tina said, she saw her enter the gym shortly after you did,” Alexis said. “That was her?” I asked. “I thought as much. Yeah she was in there.”“Well?” she asked. Now she stood by the bathroom door as I was brushing my teeth.“Well nothing,” I shrugged. “She worked on the bike, I was on the tread mill.”“Uh huh,” she said rolling her eyes.“What does that mean?”“You know exactly what that means,” she said.“Not really.”“It means, you didn’t tell me you saw her,” she said shaking her head. “It means. I know how you like big boobs.”“Yes, I didn’t tell you. Because I didn’t think it was a big deal. It’s not like we talked,” I said. “Since when did I have to tell you everything that happens to me?” I was getting annoyed. This was becoming a daily ritual with her, she was getting into a nasty habit of picking arguments with me, based on nothing.“Since you put this ring on my finger,” she said, holding up her hand. “That’s when.”“You know what. I am going to work. You and the local neighborhood watch, can figure this shit out.” Later that night, while I was at work. I was still being bothered by texts from Alexis. She was still bothering me about the woman.“Man, you should turn that shit off,” my friend said. He was one of the other bouncers. He had seen me taking my phone out numerous times during the night. “Nah then it will be worse, when I get home,” I said. “She is just getting jealous of some new woman that moved in. It will blow over.”“She white?” he asked.“The new woman?”“Yeah. Is she white?”“Yeah. Alexis knows me. She knows I won’t go with any other woman,” I said. “If I haven’t yet, after working in here, then I am not going to.”“Yeah, but if she is white and good looking, then you have bigger problems, than you think,” he smiled.“Nah, I am not like that. Plus I have never been with a white woman,” I shrugged. “No interest to either.” “Never?” “Nope.”“Does Alexis know that?” “Yes.” I didn’t see the big deal. So the new woman was white. I had been around plenty of white women. I worked around a lot of them. Alexis had no problems with me working here. She had never asked if I was cheating or if I had interests in any other woman, until now. That morning on the way home, I decided that I would stop at a diner. Maybe I could stay there a while, at least until Alexis was gone. I didn’t feel like getting into another argument.“What can I get you?” the waitress asked.“Just a turkey sandwich with fries and a sweet tea please.”“Right away.” I browsed through my phone. No new texts. Which meant either she had let it go, or I was in for a very long day.“Hi,” a voice said from behind me.I turned to see the lady from the gym.“Hi,” I said. I turned right back around. This wasn’t happening.“Long night huh?” she asked.“Yeah,” I replied. How could she be here? Why was she here? If any of Alexis’s friends saw the two of us here together, in stalls right next to each other, travesti ankara I would never hear the end of it.“Did I do something?” she asked.She got up, she was standing right beside me. “No, not at all.”I said looking up at her. “You seem distant,” she said, sitting down opposite me.She was dressed in a light green dress skirt, that hugged her body tightly. Now I knew why Alexis and her friends had thought she had work done. Her chest was literally popping out of the top of the dress. Either they were fake or the boob fairy had hit her with everything it had. My eyes went straight down to the table.“You moving over here love?” the waitress asked.“Yes,” she said. I wanted to say no. All of me wanted to say no. But nothing came out of my mouth.“Well?” she asked.“I am married,” I said.“What has that got to do with anything?” she asked.“We are neighbors right? Why can’t we be friends? Does your wife not allow you to have friends?”That got me mad. I was not some whipped husband, that did anything my wife said. “I am allowed to have friends. Even if she doesn’t approve of them.”“Ah, so she doesn’t like me,” she laughed.“I never said that.”“Not in exact words.”“Listen,” I said.I told her everything. Starting with Alexis thinking that she had work done. I also added that for some unknown reason Alexis didn’t like her. There were other things, that I had heard Alexis say over the phone. I told her all of it. “Nope and hell no,” she smiled. “I am totally natural and no I am not a stripper.”I laughed at the face she made, when she said that.“Okay. I used to be, not anymore,” she shook her head.“Damien,” I said.“Paula,” she smiled. She told me about her job. She was an escort. She made it perfectly clear that she wasn’t one of those escorts that slept with their clients. Instead she was an escort that got paid to go on dates. Her recent client was a traveling business man, that had no time to find a lasting relationship, he wanted to impress some clients. He had hired Paula through the escort service to be pretend to be his girlfriend, soon to be wife. She showed me a picture of the two of them together with the clients. Then she showed me a ring. “So do you have to play along?” I asked.“Yes, he has paid for a full week. I am meeting him tomorrow, on his boat,” she said with a smile. “He has asked for a revealing bikini and an evening dress.”At this she shook her head.“Don’t like the dress?” I asked.“Love the dress, it’s the bikini,” she turned up her face. “Leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination.”I laughed.“Not funny,” she shook her head. “You carry these beach balls around all the time, then try to fit them in a bikini.”“No thanks,” I shook my head. “I think they are a bit bigger than a beach ball.” Which was the truth, even though she was sitting back. Her chest was still touching the table. Every time she leaned forward, they would nearly cover the whole table. It was a miracle that she could even stand without falling over. Sitting this close I could also see she had beautiful green eyes.“Yeah they weigh more too,” she said.with a smile. My phone went off. It was a text from Alexis. ‘Where are you?’ ‘On my way back.’ “I have to go.” I said. I ankara travestiler stood up, leaving money on the table for my part. Paula looked up at me, then made the signal for being whipped. I smiled then gave her the finger. I drove home as fast as I could. Which was the wrong thing to do. The moment I stepped inside, I got an earful of questions.When she finally did leave, I couldn’t be happier that she was gone. I had the night off. So I stayed up later than usual, I played on my Ps4 for a little bit before turning in. As I began to lay down there was a knock on the door.“You forget your keys?” I yelled.There was no answer. I pulled open the door. There was Paula, she was dressed in her gym outfit.“You coming?” she asked“How did you know where I lived?” I asked.“Easy to figure out,” she shrugged.“I was about to go to bed. I work nights remember?” I shook my head.“Too early, to go to bed. Even If you work nights. Lets go. Meet you down there.” She was half way down the stairs before I could say anything. I went back to my bed. I laid there for a few minutes before I got up.“You’re asking for trouble,” I said to myself. “Lay back down and go to sleep.” But I didn’t. I got ready for the gym, then headed down. “About time. I was beginning to think you chickened out,” Paula said.“Nope,” I said.“Spot me,” she ordered. I don’t know why, I was doing everything she said. It was like I couldn’t say no to her. I felt compelled to do what ever she said. She laid down on the bench as I stood over her from behind, holding the bar over her chest. I watched her chest heave up and down. Each time she moved the bar up or down, her cleavage would peak out of the top of her tank top. Alexis was a nice 36D. When we first got married, she had let me tit fuck her every day. Now after four years of marriage, if I got a glimpse of them outside of a bra, I was lucky. All that was going through my head was tit fucking these huge tits. They made Alexis’s D cups. Look like mosquito bites.“Your turn,” she said. She stood up. As I walked past her, she smacked me hard on the ass.“Let’s go!” she said. “You look like you’re in a daze.” I felt like I was in a daze. This wasn’t like me, not at all. I should be back at my apartment sleeping. Not out here. Not where prying eyes could see me with someone, that my wife clearly disliked.“Okay, lets put some more weight on here,” she said. She lifted a few of the circular weights, then slid them on each end of the bar. Her pony tail bounced back and forth as she walked. I watched her tanned and toned muscular legs, pass back and forth. I was lying on the bench so I was at eye level with her shapely ass. Her shorts were so tight around her. I could see there was no panty lines. ‘No!’ I screamed inside my head. I was getting turned on. I couldn’t stop myself, she was perfect. From her long hair coming through the back of her black cap. Her eyes as she was looking down at me as I lifted the weight. Her chest that was leaning over me. Everything.“I better go,” I said.I jumped off of the bench. Heading for the door.“One more set,” she said. She moved in front of me, placing her hands on my chest. She was staring directly into my eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing. “Just one more,” she said again, with a smile and a slight shrug. ‘Say no,’ the voice in my head said. ‘Just say it.’“Okay. One more then I need to go,” I said.“Perfect!” she smiled. She picked the worst machine in this whole place.
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