I finished my third beer and rubbed my eyes. I was a little p.o.’d with myself that I hadn’t been able to figure out what to do. This whole mess was really beginning to bug the hell out of me. A couple hours and a couple beers and I could usually nail just about any problem I ever had. But damn ! I didn’t know what to do about this one. And the worst part of it was that I’d caused the entire thing myself. Pandora’s box was open and I couldn’t get it shut again.
Wanda and I have been married a couple of years now. Second try for both of us. She’s a totally amazing woman. My first marriage ended when I caught my wife in bed with my boss – I swore after that, I’d never be able to trust another woman enough to love her. Wanda changed my mind. She opened my heart up and made me care about her. She’d been hurt, too – she caught her husband in bed with a friend of hers. How’s that for low-down ?
Our sex life was incredible. We made love nearly every night. She’s got wonderful round curves. I loved touching her and making her cum over and over several times. But after awhile, I realized I had this fantasy I just couldn’t ignore any longer . . . I wanted to watch her do the dirty with another guy. More precisely, I wanted to watch a big black cock disappear into her cunt over and over again real damn hard. Just the thought if it gave me a boner the size of a Louisville Slugger.
One night we were laying in bed drinking wine, fooling around and watching a porn flick – a handsome, well-muscled black policeman stopped a bottle blonde slut in a speeding red convertible and demanded a blow job in lieu of giving her a ticket. Of course she willingly complied. The bottle blonde looked a lot like Wanda. I couldn’t help myself – I blurted out my fantasy to her and asked if she might be interested in helping me make it come true. She freaked out; it seems like her first husband had really wanted to try swinging and swapping, and she hadn’t been into it. He kept pushing her to try these things “to make him happy”, he said – but she kept refusing. Finally, he just struck out on his own – ending up screwing around with a good friend of hers.