S has informed me that the last post left too much up in the air about Manish so i am to fill you in a little bit
Manish, where do you start really i guess the important thing as a cuckold is the fact he fucked my wife pretty much every weekday for almost 4 months but i only worded it like that as the rest of this post might be boring if your the sort who just wants the blunt figures
Roughly spring time last year the ever so lovely S decided to try and get into summer shape, and tried various things which she has enjoyed doing before, but for one reason or another they were not carrying the same buzz (friends not interested or the gym she liked being too crowded etc) so she decided to give cycling a go
After spending god knows how long reading up on it and going through reviews about spin classes and so on she finally found a spin class that was not too crowded she would get ignored by the coach but at the same time busy enough people would not see it as an hour of social chatting
Very quickly she progressed from the beginner to the intermediate classes which she has down to her love of her rowing machine at home and her slight addiction over the winter months with swimming, needless to say i was disappointing there were no lycra cycling shorts for me too watch her wriggle her tight little ass into (yet)
After a month or so it become part of everyday life really, Monday, Wednesday and Friday she would head off to spin class, and come into work afterwards for half a day of...............as far as i can make out by looking at her performance data standing around chatting to other office hags........i mean hens
This all changed when she noticed a few new members of the spin class, 4 were young women from the local uni and the other a young man, the women went back to the beginner class within 2 or 3 attempts but he stayed with the intermediates, i am lead to believe that he was shy, didn't speak to anymore other then an hello forced through a shy/nervous smile
That is just a project for my wife, her chance to make a young shy man feel at home, so over the coming weeks she made a point of saying hello and trying to start up a conversation with him, with next to no success, that was until one day there were only 4 people in the class instead of the usual dozen or so, time for my wife to bring out the big guns she told me before i headed off to work that morning
S purposely chose the machine opposite him with a sports top that would show off a little cleavage when she was peddling up a make believe hill, she made sure too not too look up too often so as not to scare him off but to lower his guard so he could look at my wife's ample cleavage slowly getting sweaty
Now i know what your all thinking about a dirty session in the changing rooms but no don't get your hopes up lol
Not a lot happened after that class he looked more nervous then usual and went as quick as usual after saying thank you to the coach, S was on cloud 9 the fact she tormented some young guy with the slight show she put on, i guess maybe she felt desirable or powerful having some control over a young pup all i know is i got some relief as she was worked up still when she came to work
For about 2 weeks she never saw him at the classes once until one fateful morning while taking the family dog for a walk she bumped into him, because of the fact they were not in a small space within eavesdrop of other people he actually came and said hello (she giggled with glee when she told me later on) he said he was killing time before class started later on so he was immediately invited to keep her company during the walk to which they must of both enjoyed as every Monday was the same for a few weeks afterwards
This became the norm and she and i had all but gave up hope of this becoming anything more then a funny story of her making a young man shy,until she was walking just ahead of him one day as the path was narrow and she saw him staring at her ass (cant blame him i do all the time to be fair)
I'll finish this tomorrow as i am out of time
S, how much detail am i allowed to go into?
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