Cheating With The Personal Trainer

By Casey Clandeston

When my wife Jessica introduces Brittany, her new personal trainer, I want to take her right then and there. Early twenties, athletic body and carefree attitude. Ideal for passionate, energetic sex. Everything Jessica’s too busy for. When my wife leaves us alone for my own personal training, Brittany and I are soon sneaking in a hardcore sex session. And the risk of being caught cheating makes me hornier than ever. Enjoy a forbidden secret liaison, with older husband younger woman two-timing, oral and anal play, masturbation and totally explicit adulterous sex.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Casey Clandeston Books
• Release date: Jun 27, 2023

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Cheating With The Personal Trainer

I entered the home gym of my lavish mansion and couldn’t help but admire the reflection that stared back at me in the mirror. At 50 years old, I was proud of the muscular build I had maintained since my days as a Marine. My short-cropped hair was peppered with gray, but it only added to my distinguished appearance.

Another day, another grind, I muttered to myself, pulling on a pair of gloves and getting ready for my workout. The usual routine that kept me busy, managing my successful business and hitting the gym, had worn thin. I yearned for something more, something exciting to break the monotony.

The thought of excitement brought me to my sex life with Jessica, my wife of two decades. She was beautiful, but our passion had been dwindling over the years. I recalled the last time we had made love, three weeks before. Jessica had insisted on the same tiresome routine, a quick, unremarkable session in our king-sized bed. Ten minutes of uninspired foreplay, finished off by five in the missionary position. No spontaneity or fun anymore.

You almost done? I need to check emails, Jessica said, barely breaking a sweat. Her mind was clearly elsewhere. She had always been reserved and she focused on her successful career in corporate law. There was no place in her world for fiery passion.

Sure, I responded, feeling unsatisfied yet again by our predictable encounter.

Thanks, she said, pecking me on the cheek with cool, dry lips before jumping into the shower. I laid there, frustrated and aching for someone new who could reignite the fire within me.

I had powered through my workout, but I couldn’t stop dwelling on my dissatisfaction. I wanted a woman who would challenge me, surprise me, and match my intensity