Tim & Sandy

Tim in many ways had the perfect life. He was on the way to owning the family home he had always wanted, he had a nice car and a job he quite liked. Best of all though was that he had Sandy.

Tim and Sandy had started dating in high school and had clicked perfectly. They loved the same music, movies and foods, but best of all they had a great sex life. He was amazingly happy because he had always thought he had lucked out with Sandy. He was a pretty average guy, sure he had been sporty, but was no jock. He was smart but no nerd, in fact he was very middle of the road. Sandy on the other hand wasn't middle of the road.

In high school Sandy had been a cheerleader and had and amazing body. She wasn't the top of the class but she did fine with her studies. However her popularity was to do with her looks. Long dark red hair which she always kept so smooth and shiny and hung down to just below her shoulders. Her eyes were so green you could get lost in them and her lips had just the perfect amount of pout to make you linger when you looked at them. Sandy had fantastic legs and a tight waist, that coupled with ample, C-cup breasts made all the men look when she walked by.

It had been pure luck that Tim had ended up spending time with her in school, she was always surrounded by the football team, as were most of the cheerleaders. That kind of impregnable wall wasn't something Joe Average could just walk through. But fate would put Sandy literally in his lap.

But their meeting isn't what this tale is about. In fact both Tim and Sandy are now mid-thirties and living in that family house they always wanted. Tim was working for an advertising company and Sandy for a local dentist, running their reception. To be sure their lives were by no means the most exciting in the world, but it was enough.

It was one late morning that Tim felt cracks in his world. He had been working on a project and didn't need to go into work as he usually did, instead it was nearly lunch and he was still at home. Downstairs the doorbell rang. He got up out of habit and walked from his office to the stairs, but Sandy was there opening the door to her friends. Elle, Marie and Janice were all there in their coats.

Tim looked on as they all made their way into the front room and started to move furniture back. He walked down and looked in.

"Honey?" he asked.

"Yes sweetie?" Sandy said looking over to him.

"What's going on?"

"Yoga, it's Thursday, we do Yoga on Thursday." Sandy said, "Didn't you have a meeting?"

"Shit." Tim said looking at the clock. His work and the visitors had taken his attention away from the fact he had a meeting in less than an hour.

He ran upstairs and put his tie and jacket on. Loading the work on to a memory card, he walked out of the office to see Sandy coming out of their bedroom in a rather tight blue lycra top and shorts. So tight in fact Tim paused to admire the amazing shape of his wife.

"Wow." he said.

Sandy smiled and jogged back down stairs to her friends. As Tim followed her down he could see her friends in similarly tight outfits. He couldn't help but grin, her friends were not exactly ugly and to see the four of them standing there was rather appealing to the eye.

Tim shook himself out of admiration for the view and walked over to kiss Sandy.

"Bye." he said leaning around her and giving her a kiss.

He walked to the door and opened it to someone standing there.

"Yes?" he said more out of shock than anything else.

"Oh, sweetie, this is Nathan, our instructor." Sandy said running up behind them.

"Nathan?"

"Tim?" Nathan said extending a hand.

Tim shook his hand and watched Sandy show Nathan into the front room.

As Tim walk to his car he looked back at the house. An uneasy feeling raised in his gut but he was late so he got in his car and heading towards the city. However during the drive there he was plagued with thoughts of Nathan. The tall sculpted black man, going into his home was not something he liked. It was not that he didn't trust Sandy, but you hear so many stories of women seduced by the handsome trainer. But Tim shook off the thought, after all Sandy was there with three other women and no matter how much of a libido a man could have, it was unlikely he could seduce four women at once. It was more reasonable that he was a trainer and they were doing yoga.

The meeting went with Tim looking into space, though no one noticed, he was still a million miles away when he walked back to his office at work. Soon he was sitting there tapping his pen on the table.

"Thursday." He kept saying the day to himself as the began to thought back.

He thought back to last Thursday and remembered Sandy having drinks with her friends. She was back in the evening and went straight to bed. She was fast asleep when he went to bed.

How long had yoga been going on?

He tried to think back to other Thursdays and came to a worrisome conclusion, that Sandy was often busy on Thursday and they very rarely ended up enjoying a night together at the end of the day.

Could Sandy be cheating? Tim questioned himself over and over. They had a really passionate sex life, so why would she? Was it his imagination running away with him? None of this really helped answer his worries, but all he could do was think about it the rest of the day.

Tim got home early thanks to his worries but was greeted by a note on the kitchen counter.

'Marie and I are having drinks, see you later, Sandy.'

He wandered about the kitchen for a few moments before he finally snapped and decided to see what was going on. He knew Sandy and her friends always went to the same few places for drinks or dinner, so he would go see if they were there.

Soon Tim was driving around and wandering into the select few bars and restaurants that his wife love. But things didn't take long. There was Marie and Sandy sitting at a table having drinks. Tim tried to keep out of their eye line and watched them for a little while. The two women laughed and joked and of course they drank. Then Tim felt his temper raise as two guys walked over to talk to them, but felt so stupid when they were sent away with their tail between their legs.

After nearly an hour of looking from a dark corner of the bar, Tim went home so as to be there when she left the bar. He didn't have very long to wait, after a shower he lay on the bed and heard Sandy coming in. As she made a coffee downstairs he smiled to himself about how stupid he had been and soon she was on her way upstairs.

Tim lay on the bed and smiled at her as she began undressing. She had such an amazing body and the lacy underwear she had on made him hard. As she laid on the bed she leaned over and kissed him before trying to head off to sleep. Tim moved up behind her and let his hardness rub against her back as he kissed her neck.

"Not tonight sweetie, I'm really tired." she said pulling away.

He laid back and frowned. If she had just been playful he would have put all his fears to rest, but now they rattled around in the back of his mind until he went to sleep.

In the morning he awoke to the sound of the shower and soon Sandy emerged in a towel looking ever the sexy redhead. She smiled at him but he lay there feeling a little off because of his bad night. Sandy soon saw he was far away and let her towel drop to the ground. She hopped up on to the bed and straddled him.

She pulled at his boxer shorts and soon his cock was loose and in her hand. Tim looked down as this sexy naked redhead began to rub up and down on his manhood. He couldn't help but get erect as he looked down at her. Once she saw him raise, she slid her body back and dipped her head until she could lick the tip of his cock. Soon her lips sank over it and she began to take him into her mouth, up and down so gently but so sensually.

Tim felt his heart pound as he watched and felt this beauty sucking his cock. He couldn't help but slide his hand to her head to help thrust into her mouth. Watching the long red hair swish as she sucked made her ever more sexy to him, he had always had such a thing for red hair and he never tired of the sight of it. Plus the fact that Sandy tended to move her head sharply during sex, so her hair would always be on the move.

Sandy lifted her head away from his cock and crawled up the bed. She dropped her body down and he felt his erection slide along the inside of her leg. He moved her hips and soon he found her tight little hole. She let her knees slide on the bed and she came down until he could feel the head of his penis press against the warm lips of her pussy.

Suddenly Sandy sat upright and Tim felt his cock push inside her as she sat back on it. She let out a sigh and started to flex her thighs, slowly lifting herself, then letting herself drop on to his hard shaft. Tim put his hand on either side of her waist to help her bounce and to speed her a little to help his pleasure.

As he watched her he could see his cock disappear inside her with each movement. Sandy was always well groomed down there and lately had taken to waxing so she was completely hairless. She had said, despite the discomfort of having it down, she liked to smooth feeling. Tim could only agree, the mere sight of her smooth pussy drove him crazy.

Her little squeaks and sighs spurred him on to lifting his bottom off the sheets to meet her as she came down. Sandy had always had the tightest of pussies and it gripped his cock each time it sank into her. Although Tim felt the urge to let his eyes drift shut to enjoy the pleasure, Sandy was an amazing sight in the throws of passion. Her breasts bounced with perfect weight and made a compelling target, soon Tim let his hands slide upwards to cup and massage them as he fucked her.

The firm breasts soon gained hard nipples as he massaged and Sandy smiled and threw her head back. Tim was struck by the swish of her red hair as it bounced and moved with her movements, she was a real beauty and he felt so lucky that she was his wife.

As the pleasure built between them, Tim rolled Sandy over to the side and was soon on top of her. He kissed her breasts and upward to her neck and on until their lips met. His excitement peaked now, his hips thrust hard and fast. Sandy was soon moaning in pleasure and Tim pumping hard between her legs.

Her arms reached up and grabbed the headboard of the bed and he slid his arms under her and up so he could grip her shoulder to force himself even deeper inside.

"Yes, Yes, God Yes." she moaned as he fucked her.

He could see her eyes roll upward as she began to orgasm. Soon he could feel each thrust inside of her was more lubricated as the slap of his cock pounding into her made a more audible sound.

Sandy had gone from moaning now to simply panting with each penetration. Tim could feel his own excitement peaking now, but he held on to her shoulders. Sandy locked her legs around his waist as he sped and in a thrust he fired his seed into her womb. He jerked back and forth a couple of times to shoot the last few spurts of his cum inside her, then came to rest with his cock inside.

Tim had no worry about cumming inside Sandy, she took birth control because she knew Tim hated to wear a condom. They laid together for a little while before she pushed him off her.

"I have work." she said and went back in the bathroom to clean up.

He lay there for a while and watched her. She was soon back in the bedroom and dressing for work. He wondered why he thought she could be cheating on him, especially when they felt like that about each other. His train of thought was broken as she kissed him goodbye and went downstairs.

He lay there a little while longer. However no matter how much he dismissed it, something niggled in the back of his mind.

"Could she be cheating?"