My Neighbor's Wife

[Dudemar]

I wrote and posted this on another website and decided why not here as well. I'm a pretty anxious and self-conscious sort, but I'm giving writing muscle stories a shot and seeing how it develops.

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Katy had been working out lately. Like, a lot. This was what I gathered from Harold, our next door neighbor, over some cold beers on his patio. He had the stony, concerned look of someone who found out his wife was dabbling in drugs instead of lifting heavy weights for the past year after vowing to get in shape as a New Year's resolution.

"Look, I think it's great Katy is into something, but..."

Harold took a swig and looked around like he expected Katy to be eavesdropping on us instead of finishing up her session at the gym, then figuring the coast was clear continued on.

"It's just too much, you know? I thought she'd take some aerobics classes and slim down but now she's bulky and muscular."

Bro code dictates I find a woman getting buff the grossest thing ever and I nod sympathetically as I slosh some beer. In my mind I wish to hell Jen, my wife, would do what Katy is doing and getting pumped up. Lord knows I've tried to get her into the weights with me at the gym, but she was always afraid of looking too muscular and manly as she put it.

"And don't get me started on the supplements and all that protein and junk. What a waste of money!"

Harold takes an angry swig. Me, I wonder how Katy's transformation is going. This past year I have barely seen her, maybe I'll wave to her as she's pulling out of the driveway to go work out but that's it. All I can remember is a mousey suburbanite running in and out of the kitchen during get-togethers.

"It can't be all bad. If Katy is as fit as you say she must be feeling pretty confident so that must mean, um, you know." And I laugh and nudge him with my elbow.

"Oh, no. The opposite. I find it all a total turn-off. We haven't in forever, and that makes it worse. The more we don't do it, the more she works out and the more muscular she gets, so then I don't want to do it even more. Her body is so hard right now it's like solid stone, man!"

Harold is just on the verge of true anger. I listen and can't help but wonder how Katy's rock hard body must feel in bed every night. Harold has no idea how insanely jealous I am of him right now. Jen and I are having our own dry spell now, albeit for different reasons. Life, boredom, petty stresses and the usual suspects that derail one's love life.

As I reach for another cold beer in the cooler, I hear the glass door slide and snap my head around to see Katy step outside and I almost drop the bottle. Gone was the timid, boring housewife I remember and here was a dream woman of pure, hard-earned muscle. I admired the thickness and vascularity of her arms swinging at her side, her perfect six pack of abs poking underneath a bikini top and the way her quad shorts were barely containing her legs as she beamed a smile at us.

She went up to Harold and bent down and gave him a kiss. Harold reluctantly reciprocated. He gave me a knowing, see-what-I-deal-with look like this was the worst thing ever.

"Hey, boys. Mind if I steal a beer?" Katy looked my way and smiled, grabbed the bottle right out of my hand and twisted the cap off with one strong jerk, then downed a mighty swig of it.

I was awestruck by this woman. Harold had no idea how gorgeous his wife was and how strong she was getting. Everywhere from head to toe was veins and muscle, I could have studied her body all day outside but I tried not to ogle her too much in front of Harold who made it abundantly clear he found her unattractive now she had more muscles than most men and spent extra time at the gym instead of making dinner at home.

"Ah, nothing like a cold one. Well, I got some chores I need to finish up. Don't let me interrupt. Bye, guys." She gave me a little sideways wink that sent my heart aflutter and thankfully Harold was too busy stewing to notice it.

"Ugh, that's why I'm glad in the next couple days I've got a long business trip coming up. Give myself a little space away from dumbells and protein shakes and all that crap. How about you?"

I try to think about anything I've got going on and come up blank.

"The opposite. I put in for some days off, a nice little staycation. Jen is going to visit her mom for a while though, so I'll have the place to myself."

"Must be nice." Harold grunted.

I told him have a safe trip and we'll catch up when we he gets back. Going through out to the front I come across Katy making herself a meal, carefully slicing some vegetables.

"It was nice seeing you again, Katy."

"Likewise, don't be a stranger. Give my best to Jen."

I say I will, but all I'm thinking about is Katy and how bulging her muscles are. Helping Jen pack later that night does nothing to take my mind off of her, and I wish Jen had a body like that. A body bursting with so many muscles for my eager hands to feel and hold, rubbing up against me and tempting me late at night, every night.

These thoughts I push down as best I can, distracting myself with chores around the house while Jen is crossing over a couple states to see her mom. Both of our spouses are way out of town, two big houses sitting next to each other with just us in them.

I'm outside raking leaves, working up a sweat. Katy pops out of her front door wearing her gym attire, sweats that hide the jaw-dropping body underneath. I decide to go over and make conversation. She sees me and smiles again, and I swear she looks way more confident and happy than she's ever been. Before I couldn't imagine.

"Hey, on your way to the gym I see."

"Yeah, it's like an addiction now. Got to get in my pumps. Especially since Harold isn't around, the house gets really quiet."

"You know I hadn't seen you in forever. You look great. Totally chiseled."

"Thanks, that's sweet. I don't get any compliments from Harold, he hates it. I know he was grumbling about me the other day."

"Eh, some people don't get it. Jen hates lifting herself, I think it's kind of funny."

Katy and I find ourselves nodding together. Common marital frustrations. Just two friends talking, I tell myself.

"Hey, would you want to hang out later? Keep each other company for a bit so we don't get too bored and lonely?" Katy asks me and it sounds perfectly innocent. It's not like we didn't spend a little time here and there before, chatting away when Harold and Jen stepped away for whatever reason.

"Sure, lemme get cleaned up tonight and we'll do something fun."

She grins, says she can't wait and bids me goodbye as she drives off to lift for the next few hours.

My mind is in a daze, thinking about her. Her smile, her biceps, the way her traps now flare up around her neck as she flexes them. God, it's all so much and it is right there next door to me. And her husband couldn't care less about the goddess his wife has become, it's so maddening to me.

The rest of the day I flit around the house, doing one thing I've been putting off way too long after another. Yardwork, paperwork, organizing things, cleaning around the house. The only thing I don't want to do is let Katy and her muscles run wild in my imagination. Thoughts of her in undress, bent over, her new hard body beckoning me to explore.

We're friends, enjoying each other's company. I keep telling myself it like it's mantra even as I step into the shower and find myself fully erect. In my mind I keep trying to think about Jen and her body, a body I have known for years. But it's no use, my mind rejects Jen's skinny body for Katy's thick and veiny physique every time.

Still, I shrug it off. These are just thoughts, nothing more. We'll spend some time hanging out, then go back to our own homes and Harold and Jen will come back and everything will go back to normal.

By now, I'm dried up and dressed up. Nothing too fancy and nothing too casual. I pick up my phone and call Katy's house number.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Katy it's me. You almost ready?"

"Give me about five minutes and I'll be over."

Well, this is it. I wait around the door and after a few minutes I can see Katy's wide frame distorted through the front window and hear a ding.

I open the door to see the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Wearing makeup and her hair done up, you'd think we were going on a date. She's wearing a nice shirt and tight denim capris which accentuate her musculature even more.

"You look amazing, Katy." I let it out and can barely conceal my admiration for her.

"I feel amazing, too. Ready for a night on the town?"

I grin ear-to-ear like a kid with a hot prom date and we hop into my car. We make small talk on our way to our first stop of the night. The bowling alley flashes a glitzy sign to welcome us and we both step in, giddy that neither one of us has bowled in forever.

Katy goes to grab a ball and chucks it down the lane with such speed and force it takes me aback. It lacks focus though and wobbles out of control.

"I used to bowl with that ball weight, bet I need a heavier one now." She giggles and picks out the heaviest ball they have. I'm enjoying myself immensely, this is fun. I take my turn and then sit back down.

With the new ball, Katy controls the ball masterfully, her arm muscles tensed and biceps peaking as she let's go: a perfect combination of poise, speed, and strength. The ball finds its center target and the pins explode, every one of them knocked down.

Katy giddily claps and does a powerful, dominant flex at me to show off. She looks so buff I can barely comprehend it. I clap for such a bravo performance.

"Looks like I need to bring my A game tonight." I say and strip my light jacket to show I mean business. We keep a pretty competitive game, downing a couple beers and laughing along the way to a final win where she beats me by a few points.

My excuse is I got distracted. We were goofing off the last round and Katy grabbed another heavy ball and showed me she was so strong she could hold both her hands out with them and not get tired.

At this point we were both hungry, and stopped by a restaurant that was maybe a bit more romantic than intended. It had a nice, quiet ambiance and there wasn't much of a crowd so we could really talk to each other.

We both ordered a glass of wine and awaited our entrees.

"I haven't been out in forever. Harold never takes me anywhere. Feels like he got cheated out of having a little barbie babe now that I'm into bodybuilding."

"You know, I've always thought that female bodybuilders are very attractive." I say it innocuously enough but it catches her attention.

"Really? Harold and pretty much all his buddies complain it's such a massive turn-off."

Maybe it was the wine, but I felt more at ease discussing my fascination with female muscle.

"To be honest, I think it's downright sexy. To me there's nothing that's more of a turn-on."

She laughs seductively and takes a drink from her glass, not taking her eyes off me. Underneath the table, I can feel her rubbing her leg against mine, gradually going higher. Her foot is out of her shoe and her toes make their way to my crotch where they playfully touch my penis, massaging it to a full erection.

"You know, I always had a crush on you. I never felt confident to do anything about it until I got ripped at the gym." Her voice is low, sexy like a seductress in a movie.

The waiter arrives with our meals and she puts her foot back into her shoe, but she's still grinning at me. We finish our meals pretty quickly and head back.

We're standing outside of our houses, and I don't really want the night to end. Neither does Katy, and I notice she's biting her lip and thinking deeply. Part of me wants to say good night and crawl back into bed by my lonesome, leave that line uncrossed. 

Then we kiss, and I don't know who started it, but we can't stop and it feels so right and wonderful everything else ceases to matter.

"Sleep with me tonight." She offers and I accept.

Katy unlocks the door to their house and leads me through to the master bedroom. Everything is dark and Katy lights several scented candles, setting the mood for the both of us.

Katy leaves me for a moment to change and I see a photo of Harold and Katy together on the night stand from way back. She's unrecognizable in the picture.

She comes back out in a wine-red nightie with black trimming. It's so tight against her muscular body it leaves hardly anything to the imagination.

"I remember when I used to put this on for Harold. A bit snug since I've gotten bigger."

"You look like sex incarnate."

Katy strikes some poses for me, showing off her arms, legs and back. My cock has never been more stiff at this point and I stand up, take her in my arms and plant a long, heavy kiss on her lips.

"What about your husband?" I whisper into her ear.

Katy nibbles on my ear, then traces it with her tongue and pulls me in close. Now she whispers in my ear, snarling like a beast in heat.

"Fuck Harold. And fuck Jen, too. All that matters is what we want right now."

She growls and kisses me and sticks her tongue down my throat, works her hands down towards my pants and unzips me, pumping my dick with her hand.

"This is for ME." She says then pushes me back onto the bed with forcefulness. She plants herself on top of me and licks her lips, looking down at me.

Katy takes my hands and guides them all over her body. I can feel every steely muscle underneath her nightie, every ripple and vein along with the strength flowing through them. I tap her ass and feel no give whatsoever.

"No more baby fat." She says triumphantly and flexes her biceps. They're massive and I touch one of them. I've kicked off my shoes and desperately want to take my clothes off.

Katy flexes again, spreads her lats for me and I hear a loud rip as the nightie comes undone at the sides. We both burst out laughing, I couldn't believe it.

She gets off me and strips it off, tossing it on the floor.

"So much for that." She says and shrugs. Katy is laying on her side and she looks ethereal in the dim glow of the candles, her muscles highlighted in the moon beam shining down through the window.

It's too much for me and I get my pants and socks off followed by my shirt. Katy rubs her hands along my chest and shivers, then hooks a finger on my boxers and pulls them down, my erect cock springing right out to greet her.

I'm so hard right now it's practically painful. We kiss some more and I feel her abs against me, they're so pronounced and I notice she has a belly button ring now that I begin to play with. She sighs, throws herself back and I begin to kiss ever bulging quadrant of her abs.

She returns the favor and runs her thick tongue from my navel to the top of my chest, then kisses her way back down and takes my cock into her mouth and works me so good I almost tap out right there.

"God, Katy. That feels so, so good." I moan and she stops to grin mischievously at me and lick the tip of my penis like a lollipop. So much strength, yet so much sensuality. All our pent-up sexual stress has now been given a release.

"I want you to fuck me harder than you've ever fucked Jen." Katy demands.

Now she's on all fours and guides my cock inside of her from behind and we're grunting like animals, going at it at a pace that would have made horny teenagers envious. Her back is so vast and wide, her ass cheeks so hard. I try to cop a feel of her breast and my hand grips at a well-developed pectoral muscle which turns me on even moreso.

I tweak her nipple which is erect and hard now.

"Oh, yes!" She cries and I rail her harder, deeper than I have any other woman before. I'm not afraid to not be gentle.

"Turn over." I say and she complies. Now she's on her back and she draws me in with her massive legs, so powerful I nearly wobble off balance, but I drive my cock deeper inside of her and I feel her contract her muscles, making a game of it.

"You could probably snap my dick in two, couldn't you?" I ask between thrusts.

"Mmm, least of what I can do. Maybe I'll crush your head between my thighs. Would you like that?"

"I like everything about you, Katy."

We're going so hard right now the bed is shaking and squeaking, some of the pictures on the wall are falling down and I never thought I'd go at such a pace before.

We switch positions again and she's on top and I've grabbed onto her for dear life, driving myself over and over into her and wondering how much longer we can go. She pumps herself up and tenses every muscle, giving me an indescribable amount of pleasure from it.

"This is what it's all about from here on out. It's all about my body and what I want." Katy says.

She pumps up her biceps and I touch them, admiring how they stand at attention and are so big I can barely get my hands around them. I can't handle it anymore and I explode inside of Katy, letting loose a healthy wad. Katy's body shudders in ecstasy and I moan with her.

"So sticky and warm. It's so wonderful, I missed it." Katy says as she gets off me and lays beside me, grabbing a hand towel from one of the drawers.

I missed it too, had been so long since Jen and I did it. Katy hands me the towel after she's done with it and I wipe our juices off myself. She grabs it and tosses it into a hamper in the corner.

We cuddle up with each other, Katy throws a muscular leg over my hip and rubs me. I look into her eyes and stroke her curly hair. A mixture of guilt and joy stir in my heart.

"That was incredible." I say stupidly. She nods in agreement. Everything feels perfect somehow even though I'm wondering there's no way we can keep our spouses from finding out about this.

"You want to hang out tomorrow?" Katy asks with a knowing smile.

"It's a date."

[Dudemar]

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[Wookey]

Love this story. Two muscle lovers and muscle builders together, ignoring the weak and flabby.

[Karthikkr25]

That was an awesome start. Please make her to crush someone crush with her thighs. Expecting more action and love sequence from them.

[Biceps108]

Great start!

[southbendcarp]

Outstanding!

[charlesdent]

Really loving this!

[Wookey]

I want the two of them to ditch their spouses then help each other reach their bodybuilding potential

[Sounder9-]

A great start! Hope they get massive!

[wowser1016]

Great job! I like it! How about some measurements comparisons. Is she the stronger and bigger of the two? Is she going to demonstrate her strength?

[BOBPARIS]

Great story, congratulatuions man!

It was so good that I even dreamed about last night, can you believe? I dreamed that some months past Harold is giving a barbecue to some friends at his house. It's a very shiny day, Katy emerges from inside the house wearing a sexy swinsuit showing all her muscle glory, flexes in front of the pool to despair of her husband. Harold's friends watch perplex while the protagonist tries to hide his erection sitting behind a table. Harold starts shouting at Katy who doesn't stop and do some barbell curls. Harold asks her to leave, she answers she'll not stop because she's a muscle machine, it's her life bla bla. He slaps her in the face, Katy looks at him with anger and replies. He punches the hard abs of her and she gives him a headlock lowering his body to the ground. The she put his head between her legs and, screaming, she does a most muscular flex (NOBODY WILL STOP ME, NO ONE). Guys watch like statues and do nothing. Katy raises Harold above her shoulders, crushing him. Raises him more with her arms and throw him in the pool watering everybody. Finally, she says: "You haven't seen anything yet! I'm going to compete at NPC USA next month and nothing will stop me". She enter inside the house and the protagonist follows her. After some weeks the event comes and he secretally goes with Katy, they travel together, to the competition, where he will apply oil etc etc.

Sorry for my english, it's not my native language.

Anxious for the next chapters ans thanks Dudemar!

[fitgirlfanguy]

Great story!  Hoping you'll write more!

[phil123]

Great start and I hope for more.

[blkxltng]

Pretty great so far. Keep it up!