I was laying on the couch on a Friday night watching some basketball on TV when I heard the door to the garage open and then slam shut. I looked up over the back of the couch and saw my wife, Lindsey, dressed in her workout clothes round the corner into the room and saw that she had a furious look on her face.
"You fucked Ashley from the gym!" she screamed.
My stomach dropped and my heart skipped a beat.
"Uhhhh... I.... uhhhh" I said as I desperately tried to think of how to respond.
"Don't you dare deny it. She came up to me after spin class tonight with tears in her eyes and told me she had to confess something. I couldn't think of what she would have to confess to me until she blurted out that she ran into you at the bar last week when you were out with your friends and that she got way too drunk and proceeded to fuck you in the back of our Jeep" she said.
Ashley was a spin instructor at our gym. She had started there about six months ago and as soon as I took one of her classes I developed a huge crush on her. She was about 5'8" with blond hair and an amazing pair of C cup breasts. When she would get up out of the saddle and stomp out a climb I would have to try to look anywhere but at her sports bra that was straining to keep her breasts from bouncing up and down in order to keep from having a raging erection. I'll admit I had jerked off to the thought of her on several occasions but I never expected anything to come of it since I was a happily married man with two kids. As much as I would have dreamed to fuck Ashley I never would've thought I had a chance and also never would've wanted to jeopardize my marriage and my family.
That was until last Friday when I was out at the bar with three of my friends celebrating my upcoming 40th birthday. We were on our third pitcher of beer when none other than Ashley walked through the door. I had never seen her outside of the gym and she was even more stunning all dressed up for a night out. She was wearing skin tight jeans and a black top that laced up the middle showing plenty of cleavage. She made a beeline for the bar and before she could even order a drink she had two guys approaching her to buy her one. It seemed like she liked the attention as she didn't turn either down and they both bought her shots.
I turned back to my friends and tried to ignore Ashley but I couldn't help but stare at her out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't deny that I was jealous of the guys trying to pick her up and that I wished I could trade places with them for the night. About an hour later I got up to hit the head. On my way back to our table Ashley spotted me and waved with the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. She hopped up from her seat at the bar and came over to say hi.
"Jason! It's weird not to see you in workout clothes" she said.
"I was just going to say the same thing" was the best I could say back. "It looks like you're the center of attention tonight" I said as I nodded to the two guys she left behind at the bar.