Expectation and Satisfaction

[saedo]

I stood in front of the full-length mirror as I curled the barbell. While only a modest fraction of my upper limit, I was focusing on clean form and multiple reps. My wife liked that I was keeping in shape, but preferred I keep myself long and lean rather than bulking up.

Still, my bicep bulged nicely as I lifted the iron. I'd kept myself in pretty good form over the years. I could still fit into my jeans from my college days. (Well, until Naomi gave them to Goodwill: "No one wears stone-washed denim anymore, Travis.") My hair was still the same pale blond - nicely hiding the little bit of gray - and I was only just getting a bit of crinkled skin around my eyes when I grinned. Not bad for a guy who just recently crossed into his 40s.

Hopefully Chloe would think so. While I was here to workout, I had an ulterior motive. I was here to start an affair.

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Oddly, it'd been my wife's idea. She'd even picked out Chloe. It was all a bit shocking at first, but then Naomi had always been one to think outside the box.

Naomi had broached the notion a few nights ago after we'd put Emma, our one year-old, to bed. "Travis, do you remember my coworker, Chloe Raeburn? Oh sure you do. You met her at the company picnic last summer. She wore that darling little blue dress with the white bow. You know, petite little thing, long black hair, bit of an exotic cast to her features - I think her mother or grandmother is Japanese, big dark eyes, pale skin. She was just there with her husband, David. I think the two of you chatted about basketball. Yada yada yada."

She hadn't exactly said "yada yada yada." Naomi tends to be both observant and long on detail, so I tend to tune out and just nod my head periodically. Consequently, I had to ask her to repeat herself when a few half-heard words set off alarm bells in my brain.

"I said, 'I think you should fuck her.' Yeah, I thought that would get your attention," Naomi said with a knowing grin. "Now let me explain before you object."

I then got a nearly verbatim couple months of conversations between my wife and Chloe. The condensed version was that Chloe was well into her first pregnancy, so Naomi - a new mom herself - had become a mentor. Amongst the various talk about what to expect, Chloe had confessed that she was having problems in the bedroom due to her pregnancy. While all the extra blood flow and hormones had Chloe's nether regions tingling with a shift in the breeze, her husband had seemingly lost all interest. She practically had to beg him to have sex and even then it was almost never satisfying.

"This poor girl is in serious need, Travis. You remember how horny I got during that second trimester." (I did; some of those days, she'd ride me till I thought I might pass out.) "Well, she's getting nothing at home and it's driving her to distraction, bless her heart. If she doesn't get some relief soon, I think she's liable to blow a gasket."

"Okay," I ventured cautiously. "Sounds like she does need some help. But why me?"

Naomi smiled. Clearly she'd been waiting for the cue. "Glad you asked. First, you've got what she needs. I know from personal experience that you find pregnancy attractive and that you know that a pregnant woman isn't made of candy glass. Chloe needs to fucked long and hard just like I did and that beautiful monster cock of yours is just the ticket."

Naomi held up second finger. "Second, I think you could use it, too. You and I both know that our own sex life has slowed down lately because of me. What with being back at work and chasing after Emma, I just don't have the energy for it. I really appreciate how considerate you've been, but we both know you need more. I don't want my husband moping around with aching balls because I'm too tired to have sex. You'll be unhappy and I'll be unhappy that I've made you unhappy and you'll be unhappy that I'm unhappy. It'll eat away at our marriage if we don't deal with it."

"Chloe is a nice solution to everyone's problem. She and you get to exercise those pent up libidos and I get the satisfaction of making a friend and my husband happier. It's a win-win."

"And don't worry, Chloe is an absolute cutie. I know you like curves and her belly looks almost ready to pop - and she's still got a few more months to go. Oh, and since her milk came in, her breasts have just exploded. She had some nice boobs already, but I'm pretty sure she's bigger than me now and still growing."

I raised an eyebrow at that. My wife has gorgeously large breasts. You can't find her size on the rack at Victoria's Secret. I've long had to become tolerant of passers-by doing double takes when she wears a snug sweater. If Chloe was even bigger . . . .

Naturally my wife read my thoughts. "Ha! I knew you'd be interested. Bet you're getting hard already. So it's good for everyone. So you'll do it, right?"

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Thus had our plan materialized. Naomi thought it best to bump into Chloe outside of work. Since Naomi knew Chloe attended an expectant mothers exercise class to stay in shape, the gym seemed the most plausible location for our paths to cross.

I racked the barbell as the hour approached. Putting a towel around my shoulders, I began to meander in the direction of the exercise rooms. About a dozen yards to my right, a door opened and a stream of women began to file out. While some were hardly showing, most were clearly pregnant. I angled my path so that it would take me near.

Chloe was among the final few to file out. Naomi was right - I hardly recognized her from the picnic. The slender girl in the blue sundress was now a woman with a belly bigger than a basketball. The bright pink sports bra hugged an immense pair of orbs. Her face was flushed and her skin glistened with sweat. Naomi was right again - I did find Chloe immediately attractive.

I tried to remain nonchalant and kept my eyes fixed ahead of me. When I was about to pass within several yards, I casually glanced in her direction. I waited a beat and then stopped and looked directly at her.

"Chloe, isn't it? At Worthington Design? You work with my wife, Naomi Matthews. I'm her husband, Travis."

 

[cbelle02]

I breathed slowly through the last round of stretches before the instructor finally dismissed class. Taking a long sip from my water bottle, I wiped the sweat from my forehead and neck with my towel.

The expectant mothers workout wasn't very strenuous but I always worked up quite a sweat moving my body around with the extra baby weight. It consisted of low impact cardio, mild strength training and plenty of stretching to keep our bodies limber. I'd been going there for the past couple of months at the suggestion of my friend, colleague and now pregnancy mentor, Naomi.

Naomi was a good friend and confidante. I felt I could tell her anything and she'd been incredibly helpful throughout my pregnancy. She was a new mom to one year old, Emma, and it was nice to know that someone had been through everything I had and could give advice on how to handle any issues that arose.

One issue in particular was my insatiable sex drive. She understood that very well but where she differed was that she didn't have a husband that barely touched her. I had to beg for any affection from my husband since I started getting bigger and when he does touch me, he treats me like I'm thin glass. I never get the satisfaction I need. Naomi suggested I invest in a few toys. And I have, and they ease the need momentarily, but it's never enough.

I take a moment to adjust my breasts inside my sports bra. They had gotten considerable large and annoying in the last month, heavy with milk. I'd told Naomi on the phone a couple of nights ago that I was thinking of skipping today's class, maybe even giving up going all together. My belly was protruding, my breasts were always in my way, and it could be really uncomfortable. Not to mention the fact that getting my adrenaline pumping and my blood flowing made my other little problem even worse. Blood tended to flow to a few certain areas in particular.

Naomi convinced me to keep going, that I just had to remember how clean and good I felt after a nice workout. She said that keeping in shape would make it easier when it was time to give birth. So, begrudgingly, I came back. And she was right, I do feel better.

I followed the others out of the room into the gym hallway, on my way to the women's locker room for a shower and probably a quick release. Or two.

I looked up when I heard a male's voice say my name. Immediately, I recognized the man as Naomi's husband, but I couldn't remember his name. Thankfully, I didn't have to and he introduced himself as Travis.

"Yeah, um, I think we met at that picnic a while back, right?" I asked with a smile. "Back before I was big as a whale." I joked. I wasn't ashamed of my body, although it felt like my husband sometimes was. The way I figured, I was growing a freaking human inside of me and that was damn beautiful. But I still liked to poke good natured fun at myself sometimes.

I let myself take a good look at the man in front of me. He was about 15 years my senior, but he didn't look it. He was in great shape, lean and strong, broad chest, narrow waist, tall, handsome... I flicked my eyes back up to his, realizing I was staring at him.

"I wasn't aware that you frequented this gym. I've never seen you here before." I said as I adjusted my gym back on my shoulder. But you obviously work out regularly somewhere I almost added, but held back and just offered another friendly smile instead.

 

[saedo]

"I wasn't aware that you frequented this gym. I've never seen you here before."

"Oh, I only recently started going here," I replied. "Naomi has been after me to switch for awhile. She'd heard this gym had some nicer amenities than my old one and I agreed to give a try."

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Naomi and I had thought about this question and figured that'd it be best to avoid any outright lies. So we'd concocted an explanation that was mostly true. Naomi had encouraged me to switch, but only a few days ago. While my old gym was perfectly fine (and actually closer to home), the one "amenity" it didn't have was Chloe - the reason I was here.

Naomi had cautioned me not to take the direct approach and just tell Chloe what my wife and I wanted to do for her. "She'd never go for it, Travis. Logically, it's a good solution to the problem, but I think it's too unconventional for her. She'll get wrapped up in her own head worrying about what other people would think and she'll balk. No, you've got to bypass reason and go for the libido. Horny as she is, it shouldn't be too difficult. And once she's thinking with what's between her legs instead of between her ears, she won't get hung up on whether society would approve."

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"Congratulations, by the way," I continued, looking at her belly. While some of her (pudgier) classmates has opted for giant T-shirts that made them look like walking tents, Chloe wore just a sports bra and yoga pants. That left her gorgeously round belly out for all to see. "Wasn't that long ago that Naomi was pregnant with our first. It's quite the experience."

"Say, I bet you could use some refreshment after your workout. Let me buy you a smoothie."

Chloe put up the usual token resistance, but I'd had plenty of experience in my dating days talking women into having a drink with me. Besides, after a workout while carrying that heavy belly, I'm sure she welcomed a chance to sit down. I guided her into the gym's refreshment area and soon had her sipping on a frothy pink beverage.

"So how is everything going?" I inquired. "I remember Naomi and I really enjoying her pregnancy, but at times it was a bit intimidating. So much to learn and do to get ready for being a parent. Definitely can be a bit stressful. How are you managing?"

 

[cbelle02]

"Congratulations, by the way." Travis said, gesturing to my extended belly as we stepped to the side, out of the way of the last few women exiting the room. "Wasn't that long ago that Naomi was pregnant with our first. It's quite the experience."

I nodded. "Experience is one word for it." I said with a small laugh, leaning against the wall.

I shook my head as he offered to buy me a smoothie. I really needed to shower, among other things. But he persisted and I was quite thirsty after my workout so I finally agreed.

I followed Travis to the refreshment bar and ordered a strawberry protein smoothie. It wasn't until I took the first sip that I realized I really did need it. And it was delicious.

"Thank you." I told him as I eagerly drank my beverage.

"So how is everything going?" He asked, sitting next to me on one of the small stools. I felt like I barely fit on it with my belly protruding outward, turning sideways to keep my stomach and my breasts from pressing against the counter.

He continued. "I remember Naomi and I really enjoying her pregnancy, but at times it was a bit intimidating. So much to learn and do to get ready for being a parent. Definitely can be a bit stressful. How are you managing?"

"Well...it's been..." I thought for a moment for the best words. "An experience." I laughed again. "But really, I have my ups and downs and I am so grateful to Naomi. She's been really helpful, especially the last couple months, when there have been so many changes and I haven't been exactly comfortable in my own skin. She is always ready with the best advice. It's nice to talk to someone who knows what I'm going through, from the mood swings to all the gory details...I just wish my husband were more supportive." I looked down at my belly, rubbing my hand over it gently. "But, as hard as it can seem, I just have to remember that I have a life growing inside me and it will all be worth it soon." I raised my eyes back to his with a smile. "You know?"

 

[saedo]

"It's nice to talk to someone who knows what I'm going through, from the mood swings to all the gory details."

I laughed good-naturedly. "Oh, Naomi can definitely tell you about that. She would occasionally get these strange cravings. Mashed potatoes and pickles." I chuckled again. "And not just any kind. Had to be these two special brands that were found in the cold aisle. And if she got it in the middle of the night, I might have to drive halfway across town to find a 24-hour market that carried them."

" I just wish my husband were more supportive."

I was tempted to snicker since I knew what Chloe really meant. Frankly, I thought he must be a moron to ignore such a voluptuous beauty. But I wasn't supposed to know Chloe's situation, so I played dumb. "Oh, really? Well it can be an adjustment for both of you. Not everyone handles it as well."

I shrugged. "I won't lie - it wasn't all honey and roses for me. But I don't much like taking out the garbage or mowing the lawn, either; still have to do it."

"Besides, some of it can be rather pleasant. I mean, it sounds silly, but I kinda enjoyed rubbing lotion on Naomi' s belly. It was one of those daily chores for her, but letting me do it made it soothing. She could sit back and relax and I liked feeling that smooth skin under my fingers. It was nice."

I thought for a moment, then added, "Of course, sometimes that also resulted in something more than pleasant. Has she mentioned that after she got past the first couple months, some days she would get...."

I paused. "What's a sufficiently delicate way to put it? Hmm. How about 'particularly amorous'?" I have Chloe a knowing wink. "On those days, a belly massage could be foreplay for Naomi."

 

[cbelle02]

"It sounds silly, but I kinda enjoyed rubbing lotion on Naomi's belly."[/B] Travis told me. "It was one of those daily chores for her, but letting me do it made it soothing. She could sit back and relax and I liked feeling that smooth skin under my fingers. It was nice."

I nodded. That did sound nice. But my husband had never offered to do that for me. And had flat out refused when I'd asked.

"Wow. I am honestly a little jealous that Naomi had a husband that would do that for her. As well as help her out as much as she says you did. I can only imagine how amazing it would feel to have someone else do that for me." I sighed. Large, firm hands stroking, rubbing, massaging my belly, smoothing lotion into my skin. It would be heavenly. But thoughts of those hands sliding upward, or even lower, brought a heat to my groin and a flush to my face.

"Of course," Travis went on, as if reading my thoughts. "Sometimes that also resulted in something more than pleasant. Has she mentioned that after she got past the first couple months, some days she would get...." He paused, as if searching for words. I looked up at him curiously.

"What's a sufficiently delicate way to put it?" He asked. "Hmm. How about 'particularly amorous'?" He laughed and winked at me and I felt my blush deepen. "On those days, a belly massage could be foreplay for Naomi."

"I...could definitely see how that could happen." I forced myself to laugh lightly. "Hormones can make things kind of crazy in that department. She told me that sometimes the simplest touch could set her off, so..." I paused, my voice was becoming breathy, "I can imagine something that... sensual...could be quite the, uh, turn on."

I cleared my throat and turned away, taking another long sip of my smoothie. "But...Naomi was lucky to have you to help take care of all her needs."

 

[saedo]

"But...Naomi was lucky to have you to help take care of all her needs."

I shrugged. "Just comes with the territory. What were the vows? Through thick and thin, sickness and health?"

I sighed. "Of course, you should definitely enjoy it while you can. After the baby is born, things tend to change in the bedroom. Hard to be romantic when you're waking up at 4 AM to feed a newborn. So you learn to make do with less. Not easy when your needs aren't being met, but thick and thin, you know."

I gave a resigned shake of the head and went quiet for a moment. Naomi and I had decided that it might be best to suggest that things at home might be less than perfect. We figured Chloe might be more open to an affair if she thought I was also sexually frustrated.

I gave Chloe a wry smile. "Makes me wonder if I should keep coming to this gym. My old one was mostly guys, but this one is filled with lovely ladies." I let my eyes flick over Chloe - quickly enough to avoid ogling her, but slowly enough for her to recognize that I found her attractive.

I cleared my throat and stood up. "Well, I shouldn't keep you. But it's been nice chatting with you. We'll have to do it again."

I then placed my hand on her arm near the elbow and gave it a friendly squeeze. "And don't hesitate to reach out. Seriously, if you need anything, let me know." I have her a kind smile. "Anything."

 

[cbelle02]

I smirked to myself when Travis mentioned vows. My husband must have missed the "thick" part. Since I was no longer "thin" he barely looked at me anymore.

"Of course, you should definitely enjoy it while you can." Travis said with a long sigh. "After the baby is born, things tend to change in the bedroom. Hard to be romantic when you're waking up at 4 AM to feed a newborn. So you learn to make do with less. Not easy when your needs aren't being met, but thick and thin, you know."

"Right..." I said softly, looking down for a moment. Although I'd complained plenty to Naomi about my problems, she'd never mentioned anything about the two of them having any in that area. Maybe things weren't as perfect with them as I'd believed.

"Well, I guess not much will change for me then." I said with a shrug. It would pretty difficult to get any less than I have right now. But I didn't want to throw my pity party on him. Naomi got plenty of that from me.

Travis just smiled dryly. "Makes me wonder if I should keep coming to this gym. My old one was mostly guys, but this one is filled with lovely ladies."

Maybe it was my imagination, or just my hormones projecting, but I felt Travis' eyes travel over my body as he finished his statement. Whether real or imagined though, I had to bite my lip against the instant rush of heat I felt. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide my stiff nipples and pressed my legs together, already feeling the wetness between them. God, I was so pathetic. A simple look was enough to set me off. And it was from Naomi's husband!

When I didn't reply right away, Travis stood up, clearing his throat. "Well, I shouldn't keep you. But it's been nice chatting with you. We'll have to do it again."

"Yes..." I said with a small smile, standing as well. "If you keep coming here to see all the pretty ladies, we'll definitely run into each other again."

Then, he touched me. It was a small, friendly gesture, just a gentle squeeze of my arm, well within the safe zones. Yet I trembled slightly, and coughed to hide the groan that threatened to escape my lips.

"Seriously," He was saying, "if you need anything, let me know." There was a pause and his eyes met mine. "Anything." He added and I swear there was a lower, more suggestive tone to his voice. But again, it was probably just my overactive, horny imagination.

"I...really appreciate that, Travis." I said, trying to hide the strain in my voice. But I was certain he couldn't help me where I needed it most. The fact that I even entertained that idea was wrong on so many levels. Travis was a genuinely nice guy and he was Naomi's husband. It could never happen. Right?

"Thank you." I added. "I hope I see you here again soon. Give Naomi my best." I smiled at him as I turned to go. When I looked back to wave, I swear he was checking me out. Just because he might find you attractive, doesn't mean he would want to fuck you. He's married. I had to keep telling myself that as I walked away.

When I made it to the lockerroom, I stripped off my clothes and got into one of the private showers. The warm water running over my body felt heavenly. I lowered myself to the shower seat, and angled the water so that it still hit me. I leaned my head back against the wall, my hands resting on my belly. Easily, my imagination turned those hands into larger, stronger ones, rubbing my belly. Hands that belonged to Travis Matthews.

They traveled up my stomach, cupping my heavy, full breasts, gently teasing my big swollen nipples. I moaned softly as I pulled at them, envisioning Travis' lips closing around them, tugging with his teeth. One hand let go, sliding down the curve of my stomach and finally between my open thighs. Two fingers parted my soaked lips while my middle finger dipped between them, then back out to brush over my swollen clit. "Fuck..." I breathed, picturing Travis' face between my thighs now, his tongue lapping out at my wetness.

I quickly sank two fingers deep inside me, my thumb working my clit as the others moved in and out. Travis had me on my knees now, fucking me hard. I furiously fingered myself as I imagined him pounding me, saying all sorts of perverse, filthy things to me.

I made myself cum three times before I felt relieved enough to finish my shower and leave the gym. I felt slightly ashamed of my Travis fantasy. But fantasies never hurt anyone, I told myself. As long as they stayed that way.

Still, part of me looked forward to hopefully seeing him at the gym again.

 

[saedo]

I went home reasonably hopeful that I might have planted the seed of interest in Chloe. Naomi had advised that I not try to score with Chloe the first time. "She might be itching to get laid, but I don't think she's lost all sense of propriety. She won't likely risk it all on a whim. But if we give it time to let the idea to niggle away at her in the back of her brain, then it won't seem like a crazy whim the next time around."

Our plan for the following week was to just periodically refresh Chloe's mind with thoughts of me and sex. Naomi chatted with her at work a few times about her pregnancy, but always managed to drop a few tidbits about either how great pregnant sex could be or how the two of us didn't have much time for lovemaking since the baby. "Don't worry, Travis; I can be subtle. It'll be just enough to remind her that she's missing out or that you're being underutilized."

For my part, the next couple times I saw Chloe at the gym, I made sure I was there before she even got there. I'd be nice and sweaty with my muscles flush from exertion as she and the rest of the future mommies arrived for class. That meant we got to chat only briefly before she had to get to class. I'd explain that my schedule this week required me to attend earlier than usual, which unfortunately meant I'd be gone by the time class let out.

I also made sure that each time, I put a hand on her arm or shoulder. It wasn't anything more than casual contact, but it established a routine that we were friendly enough to do more than shake hands.

Finally, I also always checked her out at least twice during these brief conversations. I again made it quick so that I wasn't just staring at her boobs, but still sufficiently obvious so that she'd likely notice. I wanted to cement in her mind that I clearly found her attractive.

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After a week of this teasing contact, I again resumed the original schedule. When next Chloe left her class, I was there to greet her. "Hello again," I beamed. "Feels like ages since we last had a chance for more than a quick hi and bye. Would you let me buy you another smoothie?"

 

[cbelle02]

My class met 4 times a week and for the rest of the rest of the week, I ran into Travis every time. It was always prior to my class, and he was just finishing his workout, hot and glistening with sweat. As each day passed, I found it harder and harder to concentrate in my class after seeing Travis. And each day after class, I'd have to touch myself in the showers, and it was always Travis in my fantasies.

I always told myself that it was just my crazy hormones, that fantasy didn't hurt anything and it didn't mean anything. The intensity of my desires was getting stronger. I would beg my husband to fuck me and one night he gave in. Well, he didn't fuck me, but he did touch me. Except it was almost clinical and once I got off he turned over and ignored me. He didn't care that I needed more. I ended up going to the bathroom and making myself cum three more times before I felt relaxed enough to sleep.

A few days later, I arrived at my class, but to my disappointment, I didn't see Travis. After class was over, however, he was there again, like the first day. I couldn't hold back my smile.

"Hello again," He greeted me with that gorgeous smile. "Feels like ages since we last had a chance for more than a quick hi and bye. Would you let me buy you another smoothie?"

I felt like I should say no, being near him would probably not help my situation. But instead I agreed.

"I would love that." I shifted my bag as we walked over to the refreshment bar again. "But you know, you don't have to keep buying me smoothies. I still owe you from last time."

I dropped my bag and slid up on the stool. As I turned to face him, my knee came into contact with his and I couldn't hide my shudder. Why did such innocuous touches affect me so much? I just hoped he hadn't noticed. I didn't move my knee away for a moment as he ordered my smoothie. But finally I adjusted on my stool so that we were no longer touching.

"Thank you." I said softly to him when my drink arrived. "Maybe I should let Naomi know how nice you've been treating this pregnant lady. Maybe she'll give you a little reward."

 

[saedo]

"Maybe I should let Naomi know how nice you've been treating this pregnant lady. Maybe she'll give you a little reward."

Today's goal was upping physical intimacy, so I responded with a chuckle as I also laid my hand on her knee. "Oh please. What's that old saying? Kindness is its own reward? I enjoy being nice to you."

I let my hand linger a moment, then added, "Of course, you are always welcome to reward me, if you want." I gave her knee a gentle squeeze and withdrew my hand.

Chloe was fresh from her workout, so her skin was still flush from exertion. Still, I was pretty sure that the roses in her cheeks intensified from my brief flirtation. Perhaps my efforts were yielding results.

"By the way," I continued, "I wanted to know if your back was bothering you. You seemed like you might be favoring it slightly after your class."

This was a fabrication on my part. Chloe was obviously in admirable shape and she moved almost nimbly compared to many of her waddling classmates. Still, I figured it was a fair bet that anyone with that much weigh on her from torso probably had a back in need of relief.

"You know, when my Naomi was pregnant, she used to get really sore in her lower back at the end of the day. I used to give her back rubs that seemed to help." I let the idea hang in the air for a couple beats. "If you like, I could give you one."

 

[cbelle02]

My knee tensed slightly when Travis placed his hand there as he spoke. My entire thigh developed goosebumps and he didn't pull his hand away. But it was his next words that really struck me.

"Of course, you are always welcome to reward me, if you want." He said, squeezing my knee for emphasis before pulling away, his fingers trailing along the edge of my knee before falling off.

What did he mean by that? Was he flirting with me? No, surely he just meant I could buy him a smoothie or something sometime too. But then hadn't he inferred earlier that he may not be fully satisfied at home as well? And the tone in his voice...NO Chloe, you're just reading into things with your pathetic, horny mind.


"By the way," Travis went on. "I wanted to know if your back was bothering you. You seemed like you might be favoring it slightly after your class."

I didn't recall noticeably favoring my back. It was a little sore, but then it was always a little sore. Something I'd just gotten used to. If anything, the stretching and warming of my muscles during class made it a little better.

"I mean, I pretty much always have some kind of ache there." I told him. "Kind of comes with the territory, you know?" I laugh lightly with a shrug.

"You know, when my Naomi was pregnant, she used to get really sore in her lower back at the end of the day. I used to give her back rubs that seemed to help." Travis told me. Wait, was he about to offer to do the same for me?

"If you like, I could give you one." He finished, confirming my thoughts with his offer.

I hesitated. Would that be a good idea? Was this going too far? But the thought of a nice long back rub was enticing. I felt like I would be entering into dangerous territory. Especially when just a simple touch affected me so much and here i was about to get a full on back massage.

I stretched a little, feeling the ache in my back more pronounced as my muscles had started to cool. "Actually, I think I would like that very much, Travis." I said, lifting my eyes to his. "I've heard you have a magic touch..."

 

[saedo]

"Actually, I think I would like that very much, Travis. I've heard you have a magic touch..."

Jackpot. I had worried that Chloe might just decline the offer. Naomi had been much more confident. She'd been priming the pump with Chloe at work the past week - dropping various subtle titilations amongst her pregnancy advice. Naomi felt sure that Chloe wouldn't turn down the opportunity for physical contact with a man.

I glanced around the seating area of the nutrition bar. There were only a few other occupied people, but it seemed a bit too public for what I had in mind. "Well, to do this properly, we should have a little privacy," I directed. "Follow me."

I'd done my homework as well. The gym had a wide variety of facilities, including some rooms for masseuses. Since those were more often used for daytime appointments, I'd learned which were vacant during the evenings. I led Chloe to one of these and shut the door behind us.

The room itself was fairly spartan, but it did have a masseuse table. For more purposes, that would do nicely. "Why don't you hop up on the table?"

Such a task would be fairly easy for Chloe to accomplish a year ago, but I could see in the way she was eyeing the table's edge that my request was rather foolish. A woman as pregnant as she did not hop.

"Here, let me give you a hand," I ventured. Without waiting for her acceptance, I stepped behind her and gripped her hips. She certainly was no featherweight given her pregnancy, but I forced myself not to grunt with effort as I lifted her off the ground. (In my experience, a pregnant woman hates to be reminded that she's put on weight.) I pivoted swiftly and deposited her gently on the table.

"Now, let me see if I can make you feel better." Chloe's outfit resembled the one I'd first seen her in. With her prodigious bosom constrained by a sports bra, the rest of her torso was bare down to her workout pants. I placed my hands firmly on her skin at the small of her back and began to gently massage her muscles.

 

[cbelle02]

I followed Travis into an empty room, usually reserved for the professional masseuses. I didn't know that they were even available for use outside of regular hours. He shut the door and as it closed, I had a sense that I'd reached a point of no return.

"Why don't you hop up on the table?" Travis suggested, as if it were the easiest thing in the world. I looked warily at the edge of the high table, then back to him raising an incredulous eyebrow. Before I made an awkward attempt to negotiate my burdensome body onto the table, he realized my dilemma.

"Here, let me give you a hand," He offered and stepped in to grab my hips. I let out a soft gasp as he lifted me onto the massage table. He made it seem effortless, but I know lifting my pregnant body wasn't the easiest task for him. Still, I appreciated him not making a show out of it.

I settled into the table, holding onto the edge of it as Travis moved behind me.

"Now, let me see if I can make you feel better." He said softly. If only he knew what I really needed to make me feel better. But this would work too.

I felt his large hands touch the sensitive skin at the small of my back. I straightened up the best I could in my condition as he started to rub and massage my muscles. His fingers worked deep into my flesh and I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped my lips. "That feels really good, Travis." I breathed.

I carefully leaned forward as much as my belly would allow, to give him better access to my back. He was right, it did really help a lot.

"Do you want to see if there are any lotions or oils in one of those cabinets?" I suggested. "That might make this easier..."

 

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"Do you want to see if there are any lotions or oils in one of those cabinets? That might make this easier..."

" Good idea," I said. I turned towards the cabinet. The first drawer I opened contained lots of athletic tape and thick rolls of gauze - presumably for wrapping up sprains and the like. The second, however, contained multiple plastic bottles of massage oil.

I picked one at random and squirted a sample in my hand. It felt smooth, but not greasy between my fingertips and smelled faintly of coconut. Satisfied, I turned towards Chloe and began massaging it into her skin.

"Yes, that's much better," I declared. "Hope this is helping."

I began to branch out gradually from my original location on her lower back. I began to massage her upper back as well, all the way up to her sports bra. I then leapt over the lycra to massage what I could of her shoulders and the back of her neck.

When I returned to her back, I let my massage spread further outward from the spine. My fingers slipped around her side, massaging her ribs and the edges of her swollen belly. I also grazed the undersides of her breasts a few times - purely by accident, I'm sure.

At last, I'd covered Chloe's exposed back as fully as was possible. Still, I wasn't quite ready to be done. "If you'd like to lie down on your back," I suggested, "I could do your front as well."

 

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The added massage oil made the massage feel so much better. Travis' fingers and hands moved easily over my flesh, pushing and rubbing deep into my sore muscles. I hadn't expected him to move any higher than my lower back but I was pleasantly surprised when he did. Muscles I hadn't even realized were tight began to relax as he manipulated them. I did nothing to hide my groans and moans as he continued to work. It felt too damn good.

"Jesus, you really are good at this." I said at some point, sighing contentedly.

I felt his hands move over my shoulders, the sides of my back, his fingers stretching out around my sides. I shuddered when he grazed the undersides of my breast. Was it accidental? Admittedly, they were quite sizable, especially since my milk had started to come in. So they were probably difficult to avoid. But then it happened a couple more times and I wasn't so convinced that it was a mistake. Then his hands moved safely to my lower back again.

"If you'd like to lie down on your back," Travis said once he'd covered my back completely, "I could do your front as well."

My front. My mind flew back to the conversation we'd had the week before when he'd told me how a belly massage was sometimes like foreplay with his wife. What if it had the same effect on me?

But still, I'd never had anyone do that for me before and it didn't have to mean anything more than just a friend doing something nice for me. Right?

"Ok." I said finally. "I would like that." I carefully pulled myself around so that I could lay back, propping my head on the pillow at the end of the table. I settled into a comfortable position, my belly extending outward, the tops of my breasts were more visible as they were pulled a little upward from my position, my legs spread slightly to accommodate the girth of my belly.

I gasped lightly at the first touch of his hands on my stomach. I had a few minor stretch marks but I didn't really mind. I considered them battle scars to be proud of.

I bit my lip as I watched Travis, letting out a soft moan. Without thinking much about it, I reached down, sliding the waistband of my lycra pants down until my belly was fully exposed for him. The top of my pants rested just at the top of my pelvis.

"I had no idea this would feel so good." I murmured as I relaxed back, resting my hands at my sides and let Travis go to work.

 

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With permission secured, I pressed my hands against Chloe's belly. The firm fullness of her swollen womb beneath made me smile. So full of life. I was a delight to feel it under my fingers.

I took my time exploring her roundness. I started with the top since that let me devote some gazes to her breasts. Her sports bra constrained her considerably but her orbs looked to be testing the limits of her workout attire. Naomi had mentioned Chloe's milk had come in. Was she close to full now? Was she aching to How long had it been since she'd last released?

As I explored the lower half, I let my hands drift close to the limit her clothing imposed. Chloe had tugged her pants low enough to expose a hint of her panties. Her pussy - no doubt already warm and moist from her workout - lurked just beyond. I teased my fingers along the fabric waistline. It wouldn't take much to slip a finger inside....

But no, that would defeat the purpose. To act too boldly would seem like force. I couldn't help Chloe against her will. I would need to be invited.

Still, that didn't mean I couldn't tease her. When I'd given her belly a thorough rubdown, I wiped my hands clean on a towel. I then placed my hands atop her thighs. I was well below her crotch, but still considerably above her knees.

I gently squeezed her quadriceps. "Since I've got you up here, would you like me to give your legs a rubdown, too?"

 

[cbelle02]

I let myself relax as Travis worked his hands over my belly. I had rubbed lotion on my own belly numerous times, of course, but somehow having someone else, having Travis, do it felt incredible.

I wondered if Travis knew the effects he was having on me. My skin had to be a little flushed. And I knew that my nipples were big and stiff and pressing achingly against the fabric of my sports bra. I felt too relaxed to make any effort to hide them.

When his hands slipped down underneath my lower stomach, his fingers played at the edge of my waistband, and I thought, maybe hoped, for one heart stopping moment that he was going to slip them under. Just the idea was enough to send a pulse of heat from his fingers down to where I craved his touch.

I nearly groaned in protest when he moved them away, but I held back. Would I have allowed it? At that point, probably.

"Since I've got you up here, would you like me to give your legs a rubdown, too?" Travis asked me as he wiped his hands and moved them to my legs.

I couldn't say no. I just nodded and bent my leg at the knee, pressing it into his palm. Then, I let the knee fall to the side, giving him access to my inner thigh and hamstring.

"I didn't know I was in for a full body massage today," I breathed. "You really know how to make a woman feel good..."

 

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Chloe nodded and parted her legs to give me better access. I started down near her right ankle, flexing and manipulating her calves. Slowly I worked my way up to the knee to the thigh, finishing on the inner portion a few inches shy of the center V - just enough distance to avoid being overtly sexual. I then repeated the process on her left.

My hope was that the semi-intimate contact combined with her underfed libido would make her lust boil over. She did seem somewhat responsive, but her grunts and sighs could just be her standard response to a massage. Naomi has been very clear: walk up to the line, but Chloe had to cross it.

I certainly hoped that was in the cards. I was having libidinous issues of my own. Thusfar I had kept myself from an obvious erection, but my groin was warm with blood in anticipation. My scrotum seemed particularly heavy; I was going to leave here with a furious case of blue balls if my efforts failed.

"I didn't know I was in for a full body massage today," Chloe murmured languidly.

"Well, mostly full body," I responded. "For me to do it properly, you'd really need to be naked."'

 

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At this point, Travis was driving me absolutely crazy. His hands worked my legs and thighs, drawing tantalizingly close to my center but still far enough to claim decency. But as his fingers worked into my inner thighs, the vibrations traveled upward drawing moans from my lips as I felt a deep throbbing between my legs.

"For me to do it properly, you'd really need to be naked." Travis told me in regards to a full body massage.

Naked. Fuck. Was he suggesting or just clarifying? All rational thought was quickly being replaced with the desire and need his touch had gradually intensified within me. My breaths had grown shallow, my heart pounded, skin flushed, nipples full and hard, and I knew my panties had to be soaked.

"Travis..." I whispered hoarsely. God, what was I about to ask him? "I think...that I would like a proper full body massage."

I met his eyes. I knew what I was risking, but in that moment my need had taken over. "Please."

 

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"I think...that I would like a proper full body massage.

I resisted the urge to grin like the cat who'd caught the canary. Though I was almost on the cusp of success, age had taught me not to celebrate prematurely.

"Okay, Chloe. If that's what you want, I'm happy to oblige. Just relax and I'll help you with your clothes."

I started with her shoes and socks. I then gave each of her feel a short massage before setting them back down.

I removed her pants next. The clingy material was a little tricky to peel off her. I had to reach beneath her, cupping her ass as I pulled the fabric over her plump cheeks.

I left her panties in place as moved up to her chest. I gingerly slipped my hands alongside her gorgeous breasts as I pulled the bra up and past her shoulders.

I whistled softly as her boobs sprang free. Naomi was right - Chloe's were tremendous. I drew a finger along the faint blue hint of a vein, tracing it up to her areola, then circled the thick nipple at the center. It hardened as I brushed my fingertip along it.

Chloe wasn't the only one showing signs of arousal. My cock was swelling down the right leg of my workout shorts. The material bulged obscenely, but I was beyond caring about appearances.

I cupped each breast - or at least the portion of each orb I could cover reach. I squeezed gently up towards the nipple. I repeated this several times till beads of milk formed at the tip.

"Uh oh, it looks like you're a bit full," I murmured. "Let me help you with that." I was through asking permission. I leaned down and put my lips around her right nipple.

 

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I watched as Travis finished removing my pants, leaving my panties. I leaned up a bit as he hooked his fingers under my bra. A cool breeze brushed over my swollen, sensitive nipples and I gasped at the sensation.

Travis wasted no time touching me. My breasts were heavy and full of milk and I knew it was nearly time to pump them. I bit my lip as he ran his fingers over the curve of my breast, and moaned when his thumb flicked over a stiff nipple.

I was not used to be touched like this. The massage had been deep and sensual at the same time. He was gentle without treating me like I was breakable. And now, the way he touch my breasts, cupped them, squeezing them as if his only goal was to make me feel good. It was completely different than my husband's meager maw that's only purpose was as a quicker means to an end.

I didn't think about anything anymore but enjoying Travis' touch. I felt the wetness of my milk on my nipple as Travis squeezed.

"Uh oh, it looks like you're a bit full,"Travis said softly and I started to apologize but he continued. "Let me help you with that."

And then his mouth closed around my nipple and I gasped at the sensation. "Oh god..." I breathed as his tongue flicked over the right one, lapping up the drops of milk. A deeper moan followed as he started to suckle the nipple. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before as my milk flowed into his mouth.

Sure, I'd had men suck my nipples before and I'd also manually pumped my own milk but never had those two occurred at once. And that combination was nearly orgasmic.

"That feels so good..." I moaned softly, bringing a hand up to brush through his hair, arching my chest toward him for more.

 

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I drank deeply of Chloe's breasts. Her milk tasted slightly different from my memories of Naomi's. That I could even make such a comparison was a thrill in itself.

"That feels so good..."

Chloe proved a bit more resilient to my efforts to arouse her than my wife. Naomi would often climax from just sucking her nipples. Chloe's moans suggested she was enjoying the attentions, but wasn't quite ready to tip orgasm just yet.

I didn't rush, though. I suckled both her breasts in turn. I left each noticeably less swollen and each thoroughly glistening with milk and saliva.

Only then did I turn my attentions lower. Without a word, I pulled her panties away from her body. Her labia were already puffy with arousal and slick with moisture. I ran my fingertips along her nether lips. I gently spread the flesh around her clit, exposing the sensitive nub. Feeling mischievous, I blew softly in its direction just to watch her shiver at the sensation.

I looked up to her face. Her pupils were dilated and I could see the desire in her gaze. But I wanted more than mere looks.

"You and I both know what happens next," I intoned, my voice deep within my own lust. "But you have to ask me. You have to say 'please'. You have to ask."

 

[cbelle02]

I lifted my hips as Travis moved down and whisked my panties off me. There I was, lying completely naked now, fully exposed for this man. And I didn't care. I'd never needed anything so badly as I did then.

I moaned when he touched me, bending my knees and opening myself to him, breathing heavily in anticipation. His fingers parted my lips and exposed my hard, swollen, sensitive clit. I gasped at the strong bolts of pleasure I felt when he blew on me.

"You and I both know what happens next," He told me and I nodded, my eyes begging him, smoldering with need.

"But you have to ask." He continued. "You have to say 'please'. You have to ask."

I shuddered again at the command in his voice. "Please..." I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, my hips pushing upward, aching for more of his touch. "Please, Travis." I said a little louder. "Touch me...lick my pussy...I need this so badly. Please..." The last word came out nearly as a whisper as I let go of any integrity and begged him for the pleasure and relief I so desperately needed.

 

[saedo]

Trying not to show the sense of triumph I felt, I turned my gaze to Chloe's underwear. I hooked my fingers beneath the waistband. Belying my desire to hurry, I slowly pulled her panties down to her thighs.

I was mildly impressed that Chloe had not abandoned her hair maintenance below the waist. The dark strip of hair atop her mound was neatly trimmed and the surrounding skin was smooth. Given that her belly blocked her view below the waist, I silently applauded Chloe's continued attention to detail.

I slid the panties past her ankles and set them aside. The masseuse table was somewhat narrow, but I pushed my torso between her thighs and rested my weigh on elbows. Thus positioned, I brought my face to her pussy.

I moved more aggressively than usual. The plumpness of her lips and the sheen of her juices suggested Chloe was beyond needing a slow intro. Moreover, the throbbing desire straining the seams of my shorts urged me tormove things along.

I turned my tongue to the area around her clit. I teased it directly to get a sense of her sensitivity, then began tracing various patterns around the area. The alphabet was my usual standby, though I sometimes traced it in reverse to mix things up.