After just 3 years of marriage we started talking more about our fantasies. That lead to this and part of me isn’t happy anymore.
I met her at her high school prom. I was hired to help with security, and was walking the grounds when I found her crying harder then I even knew was possible. At first when I went near she told me to fuck off, but I was worried she may do something stupid, so I hung around long enough for her to ask if I was getting off on her pain? I said I wasn’t, but that I was very worried about her being so upset on a night that she should remember as the best night of her life. We talked, she walked with me as I did my rounds, and at the end of the night I drove her home to make sure she was safe.
Well 19 months later we said our ‘ I DO’S ‘ in front of everyone we knew. Sure maybe she didn’t play the field as they say, but we seemed to be happy. Then one night she asked me if when I see a sexy girl if I wondered what she maybe like in bed. I was taken back, but I never lied to her, so I said that it’s only normal for a person to wonder such things. So I returned her question if she has saw anyone who she has wondered about? She said that a guy who brings in supplies to the office she works at, has made her wonder what it would be like to maybe go on a date with just one time with him. I have to say this was scaring me, but for some reason I didn’t understand I was turned on with the thought of her seeing someone else. I told her that we should really think hard about doing something like that, before we went to far and maybe damaged our marriage. She agreed before we kissed and went to sleep. Well I don’t think either of us slept much that night, or at least I didn’t as I thought about my blond haired blue eyed wife on top of so guy as she rode him. I couldn’t get it out of my head for days.
I guess it was like 10 days later when we had just made love and laid in each others arms, she said ” So have you thought about me maybe agreeing to going on a date with John?” ” John, John who?” She looked up into my face and said ” You know the guy who brings supplies to my office, he’s the guy who keeps asking me to go out to dinner with him.” She never said he had been asking her, so I asked ” Doesn’t he see your wedding rings, and he still asks you?” She gave a tiny giggle as she said ” Oh I don’t wear my rings when I go to work because riding the bus I worry about being robed or something.” I guess that made some sense, maybe because what her rings cost me was maybe spending a bit to much. So I asked ” Have you told him your married and if so, does he even care?” It was like she like she didn’t want to answer me, but said ” I guess I let on that I’m single when we talk.” It was her who said we should talk about it later, but that she did kind of been having fantasies about him.
I remember it like it was yesterday. It was on a Wednesday night when my wife said ” Honey John will be at my office tomorrow, and I have been thinking I maybe should say yes when he asks me out for dinner, ok?” I was taken back but said ” So you want to go on a date with this guy, and just what would you be doing besides having something to eat. I mean would he take you say dancing, or to a movie, or does he just plan on taking you to bed and fuck the living shit out of my wife who I happen to love very much.” She moved away before saying ” Listen we dated for 2 months before we made love for the first time, and I’m not about to put out on the first date now am I?” Well maybe that was true, but I was fucking scared I guess that something would happen. Finally I said ” Ok listen, I will agree if you first tell him your married, and you must tell me everything that happens.” She looked angry at first but said ” Look I only would like to get to know the guy, and there won’t be any SEX of any kind, unless we all agree that I would be ok. Look honey it’s just a fantasy to, fuck I don’t know. Maybe it’s a one time thing, and maybe you may see a girl you would like to maybe have a date with, because I would be ok with that you know, because I trust you.” She had to throw that trust thing in my face didn’t she?
The next day, I was told that John was told that she is happily married and he still wanted to go on a date with her. The date would be going to dinner, then maybe some dancing at a club that we have been to a couple times. He would come to our house to pick her up at 6 on Saturday, and she would be home by no later then 1 in the morning. Well I do trust my wife, so I said that I wanted to meet this John before he left with her, so she send a text to him and he agreed.
The afternoon before her date she had a bubble bath, shaved her pits and her legs all the way up pass her pussy as well. I watched her dress in a skin colored throng, thigh high hosiery with a tight dark red dress she hasn’t wore since before we were married. No bra, but her firm A cup tits doesn’t need a bra, so she doesn’t wear one most the time, so no shock there. She topped it off with 6 inch heels, and I have to say she is fucking hot. Well at 5:45 our door bell went off meaning her date was at the door. I heard ” Honey can you let John in?” Fuck my wife wants me to let her date in. Maybe I’m a sorry sack of shit, but I went and opened the door to this 6 foot plus very good looking guy I guess, but what got me was he was black. She never said a fucking word about him being a black man.
He held his hand out as my hand disappeared in his as he said ” Hi I’m John it’s great to meet you. And listen I’m not coming on to your wife, I just like her maybe because she doesn’t look down on for being black, she looks at me as a person and nothing more.” John and me talked for maybe 10 minutes, until my wife walked in making us go silent, as we both took her in but what worried me was the lump in John’s pants as soon as she walked in, not that I could blame him. They left together as I suddenly felt very sick.
John was true to his word, and at 12:50 my wife was walking in our door looking almost as fresh as when she went out the door. She said that he had been a perfect gentleman the whole night, and had only kissed her hand as he stopped out front to drop her off. Well one date turned into many over the next few months, and I wasn’t shocked when my wife said ” Honey don’t get mad, but I have been kissing John on the last couple dates, and I have been fantasizing what it may be like to make love with him. Honey if I do, I want it here so you can watch if you want, but I want to see what it’s like to have his black skin on mine. What do you think honey, I’m I going way to far?” I knew if I said no fucking way, that in some time later on she would go behind my back and do it anyway, and I had to of known this was going to be to out come of these dates so I said ” Look, I knew this was coming, and if I don’t let you try this this one time, it will be like a sore that won’t heal, so next Saturday night here you cook dinner, then after when your ready but I will be recording the two of you. Oh and honey I want to see that your IUD is in place before he even walks in our door. Oh maybe we should wait until he gets checked for a STD from a doctor, so maybe we should put it off until he has had that done.” I had her arms around my neck as she rained kisses all over my face, but she agreed with my demands.
When the night my wife was going to cheat with my reserved blessing, my wife made a pot roast dinner with us sitting around having some wine before my wife went over and sat on John’s lap looking like a young teenager on his huge lap, she kissed him with John watching me for my reaction I guess, but I found I couldn’t look away. After some time he stood up, holding my wife as he did with her telling him where the bedroom is. My wife weighs around 120 and carrying her like he was would be hard for me, but to him it looked like he was holding a baby in his arms. In the bedroom it was my wife who started pulling at his clothing, as he stood there letting her undress him. I turned the video camera I borrowed on, as his pants dropped from his body showing he wasn’t wearing underwear. Now it was my wife’s turned to be undressed which was only the dress she had on, No fucking panties, nothing just her dress.
She took a hold of what looked to be maybe a 6 inch cock, but he wasn’t hard yet as she got on her knees taking what she could in her sexy mouth, as she used her hands on the rest of his cock with one holding his balls which over filled her hand, I mean his balls are fucking huge. She was having trouble taking much of his cock, as he pulled her up placing her on the bed with her knees hanging over the side. He had put her so their heads were closes to me, as he began with the kissing her as he went down on her with her legs over his shoulders, he soon had her twisting as she held his ears before she came, and as she did he started to finger her as he kept up on her clit driving her ever higher.
She seemed to be very close to her next orgasm as he pushed her across the mattress as he moved over her body with my wife saying ” Please John, I need you inside of me so fucking bad, please push your black cock deep inside of me, make me cum John.” I had heard all I could take, as I walked out the door going getting my bottle of Canada Club opening the bottle sitting on the sofa, as I drank straight from the bottle. The last time I did something like this was back in high school. Hearing my wife screaming she was coming on his black cock made me get up and go out into the back yard.
I walked back in after the sun had set as I looked at the clock seeing it was just past 10, with my wife telling him to fuck her like she’s a dog in heat. I guess I passed out on the kitchen floor, because as I opened my eyes I saw John dressed walking out the door with the clock showing 11:18 in the fucking morning, with the sun light coming through the windows. I got to my hands and knees before I worked to a half ass standing just before I puked into the sink. I tried to walk but all I did was walk into things, so I got back down on my hands and knees slowly making it to the bedroom.
My naked wife was on her side with her knees pulled up to her chin, but as I went around the bed I saw between her legs at a very raw swollen pussy that even look like the pussy I love so much as cum was leaking out of her, she only moaned something like ” No more.” but it was in a moan so I couldn’t say for sure. I got on the bed behind her as she said ” No John, not again please, I’m to sore.” She didn’t even know John was long gone. That whole day was getting her into a bath to start, then later a shower, but other then flipping the mattress do to large puddles of whatever, and making the bed my wife never left the bedroom or bathroom, and even called in sick come Monday because she was to sore to sit it a chair.
It was a good 5 days before most of the redness went away, and 10 days before we made love. Both of us were relieved that the fucking video camera didn’t record a fucking thing, other then a hour and a half of sound. My sweet wife kept telling me she had been so fucking stupid to do something like this, and how she never wanted any man but me ever again. A couple weeks later we both thought she had a stomach bug which was weird, because she was fine one second and sick the next. She told me that John was no longer coming to her office, and the last time she seen him was that night. Well that was fine with me I will tell you.
She said she didn’t notice when she missed her first monthly after that night, but when her next monthly didn’t show up she went to the doctor finding out two things. First her UID was no longer inside her, and the doctor said it had to of been removed by someone, because those things don’t just disappear. And the big one she was now 9 weeks pregnant, and the time line made it John’s, but where the fuck was the UID. As I drove her home from the doctor my wife said that he had two but it could’ve been three fingers inside of her a couple of times. When we got home I looked under the bed seeing her UID under the bed, and John had somehow removed it at some point, and bred my fertile wife filling her with his black seed.
She cried then said she was so sorry, then cried again with this going on for hours before I said that it was up to her, but maybe we could have the baby aborted. She had a look that wasn’t readable before she said in a stern sounding voice ” So you want to murder a child because you and me totally fucked up? Well I won’t do it, and if that’s what you want then I guess I will leave, because that’s just isn’t going to happen.” We talked and hug and disagreed, then kissed for hours and late into the night before she got her way, and is going to give birth to her half black baby, and now we have to decide if to put it up for adoption, or raise the baby ourselves.
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