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Second Thoughts Pt. 01
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Chapter 1

Jen slipped her hand inside her panties. She slightly parted her legs as her fingers reached her clit.

"Wow! Honey, you're going to have to let me read that book when you're finished!"

Jen flushed and pulled her hand from her panties. "I thought you were asleep?"

Michael laughed. "I was but you were shaking the bed." Michael turned onto his elbow and slipped his hand into his wife's lace panties and felt her wet pussy. She arched her hips against his hand as she turned and kissed his lips.

"Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?"

"It's about a married couple. They're been married for twenty years and the wife has an affair with a black man."

Michael laughed. "What happens, the wife ends up loving big black cock?"

Jen punched her husband in the ribs. "Honey, this is serous. It's actually based on a true story."

Michael kissed his wife. "Okay, go on."

"Well, the couple is having some problems. I mean, they still love each other, but it's almost turned into a platonic relationship. The wife is frustrated by this, and gets seduced by the black man."

"What happens next? Does she fall in love with the black guy, and leave her husband?"

"No, it's much more complicated than that. The husband gets jealous, and tries to win his wife back by becoming a better husband and lover."

"Does it work out?"

Jen's face brightened. "Actually, it does. They learn a lot about themselves which improves their marriage. They even end up becoming friends with the black man. It's much more complicated. You really have to read the book."

Michael rolled on top of his wife and kissed her. "So, are you planning on letting a black guy seduce you?"

Jen playfully pushed her hand against Michael's chest. "Hey, mister, are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"

Michael paused. In fact, their sex life hadn't been so great lately. With their busy work schedules, they hadn't had sex in weeks. But he didn't want to get into that, so he said, "No, I'm just wondering why the book turned you on so much."

Jen shyly looked away from her husband. "I'm not sure."

Michael grinned knowingly. "I think I know. Remember last summer when I caught you staring at that black guy at the beach?"

Jen flushed. "I wasn't staring."

"Well, you were burning a hole through his bathing suit!" Michael said, laughing.

"I was not!"

"Sure, sure. It turned you on so much you practically ****d me when we got back to the room."

"Well, I remember you were pretty horny too." She reached down between them and cupped her husband's dick, which was hard. "I think you'd like to see a black guy seduce me," she teased.

"Maybe I would," Michael replied as threw off his briefs and positioned himself between his wife's legs. "Pretend like I'm a big black stud."

Jen giggled. "Yeah, fuck me with your big black cock," she playfully cooed.

Their lovemaking was more passionate than usual. As Jen neared her orgasm she clenched her eyes tightly closed. Michael imagined that she was probably fantasizing about what happened in the book, or maybe about the black guy from the beach.

Afterwards, Michael lay in the dark, thinking. Finally he asked, "Tell me the truth, that black guy last summer did turn you on, didn't he?" Jen didn't know how to answer, so she pretended to be asleep.

Jen left at daybreak the next morning for an early appointment. Michael showered and was drying off as he walked into the bedroom searching for clean underwear. He smiled when he saw the recent pictures of Jen on top of the dresser that were taken at a month ago their twentieth anniversary party.

He picked up the stack of photos and started looking through them. The

first one was of Jen and their daughter Mary. Michael smiled as he thought how people were right when they always mistook them for sisters rather than mother and daughter.

Jen was 38 and their daughter had just turned 19, but Jen could easily pass as Mary's sister. In fact they played that trick last year on someone when they dropped Mary off at college.

Michael stared at his wife in the picture. He always had a hard time taking his eyes off her, she was so pretty. Jen's appearance had barely changed since they had met 20 years ago. She still wore her blonde hair just past her shoulders, and took care of her body, working out on a daily basis. Michael put the photos down and opened the top drawer of Jen's dresser and smelled the aroma of her perfume.

He picked up a black bra and sniffed the aroma of Jen's favorite perfume. He glanced at the little tag on the bra which said "34C."

Jen was a petite five-three. Michael loved her long slim legs that seemed to go on forever and ever. Her sexy thin ankles and tiny feet always drove him crazy. Jen hated it when he tried to play around and kiss her feet and ankles but it turned him on.

Michael thought about the night before. Jen was right, he did get aroused thinking of her with a well hung black man. He had always had that fantasy, but had never had the courage to come out and admit it to her.

Later that day on the way home from work, Michael stopped at a video store. He went into the adult section and picked out an X-rated movie about interracial sex. It took him awhile but he finally found one where the girl resembled Jen.

"I have a surprise for you," Michael said later that night after they had gotten into bed. Michael put the movie into the DVD player and then got back into bed and kissed his wife. Jen snuggled up next to Michael as the movie started.

Michael wrapped his arm around Jen's shoulder, and she rested her hand on his thigh near his cock. The blonde came on the screen, and she was petite like Jen, with long slim legs and smallish, perky tits. She wore her blonde hair just like Jen, about shoulder length, and even her eyes were the same color as Jen's.

The movie didn't have much of a plot. The husband encouraged his wife, the blonde, to let a black guy pick her up. In the next scene the husband and wife were in a bar, and the pretty blonde wife was approached by one guy after another, almost all black. Then the married couple went to their hotel room accompanied by one of the black guys from the bar.

The black guy was wearing pants and a tee shirt and raised his arms to take off the tee shirt revealing his muscular chest. The guy took off his pants to reveal a huge thick black cock. Michael could feel Jen gasp as she watched the black man's cock get even bigger as the blonde began to stroke him.

"Jen, that guy's cock is huge!" Michael said encouragingly as he carefully watched his wife's face for a reaction. Jen nodded but didn't say anything. She was intently watching what was happening on the TV. Michael saw that her breathing was getting heavier.

Michael slipped his hand inside Jen's panties as they watched the black man suck on the blonde's nipples. Jen parted her legs, but didn't take her eyes off the screen where the blonde wife kept stroking the black man's cock. He seemed to get even bigger, and the big head glistened with pre-cum. The blonde lowered her head and took the black cock in her mouth, and Michael saw Jen's lips slightly part, like she was imagining that she was sucking the black man's cock.

The blonde could only get the tip of the black man's cock in her mouth, he was so big. The man pulled away and then got between the blonde's legs. He pushed his cock into her, but it took a few minutes before he was all the way in. Then the black man started to furiously fuck the wife.

Jen pulled Michael on top of her, her eyes remaining fixed on the movie. "Honey, I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel you inside me."

Michael quickly got on his knees and positioned himself between Jen's legs and easily drove himself inside her wet pussy in one long push. Jen wrapped her shapely legs around her husband's ass feeling his stiff cock inside her.

"That's it, Michael. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you deep inside me."

"You're so wet. You got really excited watching that big black cock, didn't you?"

"Yes, it turned me on! Please fuck me hard."

Michael hadn't seen his wife so excited in years. He sensed she was close to cumming.

"Oh god Michael! Fuck me! Oh god... I'm cumming!"

Michael could feel Jen's pussy grasping his cock. She was tight the way he liked it and very skilled with using her pussy muscles.

"That's it. Pretend I'm that black man inside you right now. Do you want me to cum inside you?"

"Oh god yes! You're so hard! You feel so good! I want you to cum inside me."

Jen and Michael were still watching the movie. The black man was now taking long strokes, pulling almost out of the blonde wife, and then thrusting back into her.

"Man, he's big, isn't he, baby?"

"Oh god yes! He's huge!"

"Imagine it's him fucking you. Fucking you with his big black cock."

Michael could feel Jen's pussy tightening around him. Shit, she was going to cum again! She hadn't cum again so quickly in years. He was about to cum, too. Seeing his wife so turned on from the movie was so exciting.

Michael kept pounding into Jen's pussy as hard as he could, causing her to moan with each thrust until he finally hollered, "I'm going to cum!"

Jen tightened her legs around her husband as she felt the first blast of cum entering her pussy. It caused her to have an orgasm at the same time. Michael's body flexed a few more times into his wife, and then he turned over and lay down next to Jen. They were silent as they caught their breath.

"That really turned you on, didn't it?" Michael finally asked.

Jen blushed. "Well -- a little."

Michael laughed. "Yeah, right. I haven't seen you so excited in years."

Jen playfully nudged an elbow into her husband's side. "What about you? I never knew my husband had such a kinky side, getting turned on watching a blonde with a black man."

Michael didn't answer for long moments as he considered what he should say. Finally, with a gleam in his eye, he said, "Well, not any blonde."

Jen looked at her husband questioningly. "What?"

Michael looked like a k** caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "You're right, I am kinky. I get turned on thinking about you getting fucked by a well hung black man."

Jen's eyes grew wide. "You're k**ding right?"

Michael pulled Jen's hand to his crotch. "What do you think?" he asked, smiling mischievously.

Jen couldn't believe it, Michael was already hard again. She couldn't remember the last time Michael had gotten excited again so soon after cumming. "My god, you're serious," she said as she began to stroke her husband. One part of her was alarmed that she could have been married to this man for so long, and not know he had this fantasy. Another part of her was intrigued.

"So, what do you fantasize about? I mean, when you fantasize about me and a black man?"

"I think about you flirting with that black guy from the beach. You let him seduce you and then he takes you behind the rocks, and fucks you with his big cock."

"And what are you doing? Are you watching?"

"Oh yeah, I'm hiding behind the rocks. I watch as he pulls off your top and sucks on your tits. And then he makes you go down on him, and his cock gets even bigger. Then he rips off your bikini bottoms, and throws you onto the sand. He fucks you doggie style, and when he cums he shoots his cum inside you."

Jen was amazed at the story her husband was telling her. She was also amazed at his cock. It was harder than it had been for months, and literally throbbing in her hand. Michael's story was also making her hot. She straddled him and guided his cock inside her.

"Have you ever been fucked by a black man?" Michael asked. He knew Jen had had a few lovers before they met.

Jen shook her head. "But in college, one of my sorority sisters had a black boyfriend. One time, I walked into the bathroom as he was getting out of the shower. I saw him naked."

Michael's cock pulsed as he heard this story. "Did he have a big cock?"

Jen nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I only saw it for a second, because I ran out of the room. But, yeah, he was big." Jen hesitated, and then continued. "That night, we had a party at the sorority house. He hit on me. He invited me over to his apartment."

Michael's heart was thundering in his chest. He had never been so excited. "Did you let him fuck you?"

Jen shook her head, her silky blonde hair swirling across her pretty face. "No, he was going out with my friend."

"But you wanted to, didn't you?"

"God yes!"

This was too much for Michael to take. He lunged into his wife and came. Jen was close too, and furiously grinded her pussy against her husband, pushing her over the edge.

Michael rolled off his wife. "I love you," Michael said, and then he spooned his wife. "I love you, too," Jen said, kissing her husband's arm. Michael soon drifted off to sleep. But Jen couldn't fall asleep. She stared into the darkness, thinking about what she had learned about her husband.

Chapter 2

"What was that guy's name?"

Jen turned away from the TV. "What guy?"

"That black guy that hit on you back in college."

Jen giggled. "Are you still thinking of that?"

"I'm just asking for his name," Michael said, feigning innocence.

Jen thought about it for a minute. "Gerard something ... Powers, Gerard Powers, I think."

Michael turned back to his computer and started typing.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm Googling him."

"What?"

"Wow, look at that. There's a ton of stuff on this guy."

Jen's disbelief of what her husband was doing was replaced by curiosity as she began reading all the hits. Gerard was a very successful business man, and owned substantial interests all over the world.

There were a number of pictures of Gerard, and Michael noticed that Jen lingered over those. Gerard Powers was a tall, handsome black man. Recent photos showed that he still kept in shape.

"So does he look as good now as he did in college?"

Still not taking her eyes off the screen, Jen nodded. Then realizing what she had just revealed, she turned away from the computer and playfully punched her husband. "What are you getting at?"

Michael was still searching on the Internet. "Wait a minute, look. He listed himself on a dating website." Jen looked over her husband's shoulder. Michael read further. "Hey, this is a web site for black guys looking for white women."

Gerard's page had a few pictures of him at the beach. He had muscular arms and legs, and his chest was sculpted. He wore Speedos that didn't leave much to the imagination. Michael looked over at his wife, who was intently studying the photos. "He keeps himself in shape, doesn't he?" Michael asked. Jen nodded, her eyes locked on the screen. Michael felt a twinge of jealousy. He was about to navigate away from Gerard's page when the IM flag appeared. Without thinking, Michael said, "Hey, Gerard's online right now. Click on that and you can chat with him."

"Michael, no. I don't want to let him know it's me."

Michael nudged her shoulder. "Go ahead. It's all anonymous, he won't know it's you. Click on it and let's see what he has to say." Michael reached out and clicked the flag as she playfully tried to stop him. They were both laughing as Michael typed, "Hi there!" and hit the send button.

"Michael, you're going to be in trouble if Gerard answers back."

A couple seconds later Gerard answered back and said, "Hi."

"Michael, see what you did? Now what do I do?"

"Go ahead, write him back, say something."

Jen was nervous as she took a deep breath and held her fingers above the keys. "What should I say? Quick, think of something."

"Tell him you liked his pictures."

Jen starred at Michael. "Go ahead. He won't know it's you."

Jen shrugged and began typing. "I really liked the photos you posted. You're really handsome."

"Thank you. My name's Gerard. Tell me about yourself. What's your name?"

Jen hesitated. "I better not tell him anything."

"No, go ahead. He lives in New York, and this is all anonymous. He'll never find out it's you."

Jen began typing. "My name is Jen and I'm blonde and petite." Jen looked over at her husband. "What else should I say?"

"Tell him your measurements." Jen scowled at her husband, and he laughed. "Go ahead, he's way up in New York, he won't bite."

"I'm about 34-24-34." Jen was about to hit send when Michael said, "Tell him you have great legs." Jen scowled at her husband again, but then typed, "My husband says I have nice legs."

Gerard's reply came on the screen a few seconds later.

"You sound beautiful. I'd love to see a picture of you. What color are your eyes?"

Jen typed back. "I have green eyes." She turned back to Michael. "What should I do, he wants to see a picture of me. Should I tell him I don't have any? "

"No, wait!" Michael clicked on a folder and found a picture of Jen in a short black dress. Her slim legs were crossed and she was showing a lot of thigh. Michael went into Photoshop and blacked out her eyes. Before Jen could object, he attached the photo and hit send.

"Michael, I don't like sending pictures of me!"

"I'm only having a little fun." Michael kissed her cheek as a message appeared on the screen.

"You're very attractive. I love your blonde hair, and I agree with your husband, you have wonderful legs. Can I see more of you? I'd love to see your face, I can tell you're very pretty."

Before Jen could say anything Michael found another picture, this time Jen in a sexy bra and panty set that Michael had bought her last Valentine's day. "Michael, no! I let you take that picture for just you to see!"

"It's okay, honey, this is all anonymous." Before Jen could act, he typed, "Here's another picture, but I don't feel comfortable showing you my face yet." He attached the picture with Jen's face blacked out, and hit send.

Despite being annoyed with Michael, Jen eagerly awaited Gerard's reply, which came just a moment later. "You have a wonderful body, and I completely understand about not showing me your face yet. May I ask, are you looking to date a black man or just curious?"

"What should I tell him?"

"Tell him you're interested in dating."

"Michael! You're going to get me in a lot of trouble! I can't tell him that!"

Michael reassuringly rubbed her shoulders. "Honey, he lives in New York. We're just having a little fun here."

Jen sighed as she typed in her response. "Curious, but maybe interested in dating too."

A few moments later Gerard's reply appeared on the screen. "Tell me what you

like sexually."

Jen hesitated, and looked at Michael. He nodded encouragingly. Jen thought for a moment, and then typed, "I like men who are really confident and secure, but not arrogant. I like a man who is romantic, but who likes to take control. I like tall strong men, who care about how they look and work out."

Michael nudged his wife. "I didn't know all that!"

They were on the edge of their seats as they waited for Gerard's reply, which came a few seconds later. "I like a woman who is a bit shy but not afraid to explore her inner thoughts and feelings. She must be passionate and caring and love to kiss. Pretty, petite

blondes with great legs are a big plus for me."

Jen was speechless, her heart pounding in her chest. Gerard's description fit her to a tee! Michael noticed too. He felt a little jealous, but aroused too.
"What should I write now?" Jen finally asked.
"Tell him he sounds interesting and you'd love to meet him someday."
"Michael, we shouldn't be leading him on this way!"
"Go ahead. It happens all the time on the Internet."
Jen sighed and typed in what Michael told her to write and waited for Gerard's response.

"I'd love to meet you too. I noticed you were wearing a wedding ring. Does your husband like to watch you with other men?""What should I say?"

"Tell him yes!"

Jen starred at Michael quizzically for long moments, then typed her reply. "Well, we never really did anything like this before but I think he'd be interested."

"Jen, have you ever fantasized about making love with a black man like me?"

Jen hesitated, and looked at Michael. "Just tell him the truth," he urged her.

Jen was feeling more and more uncomfortable, but she typed, "Yes, I've fantasized about it."

"Jen, I'd love to make love to you while your husband watched."

Michael was so hot, he felt like he was going to cum in his pants. He got between Jen's legs and lifted her skirt. It got him hotter when he found Jen's panties soaking. He pulled them off her legs and started licking her pussy.

Jen moaned when Michael went down on her. She squeezed her legs slightly together to encourage Michael to go slower, which he did. Now that Michael couldn't see what she was typing, she felt more comfortable chatting with Gerard.

"You sound like you have experience with this sort of thing."

"Yes, I've been involved with many married couples like you and your husband. But none of the wives are as beautiful as you, Jen."

Jen couldn't help feeling flattered as more words appeared on the screen.

"Jen, tell me what you like to do with a man. Do you enjoy giving head, or having your pussy licked until you cum?"

Jen felt Michael's tongue stroke her pussy lips as she tried to stay focused on Gerard. "Yes, I suck on my husband but he's not as large as you." Then Jen remembered that Gerard didn't know it was her. She quickly added, "I mean, I've only seen you in a bathing suit, but you look bigger than my husband."

"You have nothing to be afraid of with me, Jen. I'm a gentle person and your pleasure and comfort would be my utmost desire."

Jen moaned as Michael began parting her pussy lips with his tongue. "I don't think I could take anyone as large as you. I'm afraid it might hurt."

"Jen, I'd take my time with you to make sure it wouldn't hurt."

Jen's body tensed as Michael touched her clit with the tip of his tongue. "I don't know. I can barely take my husband's size."

"Jen, how long is your husband, and is he thick?"

Jen's body was trembling as Michael licked her pussy. "I think Michael is around five inches. I guess he's average thickness."

Michael couldn't contain himself anymore. It was so thrilling to have his wife having cybersex with another man. He got up and turned off the computer, and took off his pants. He quickly inserted his dick inside Jen's warm wet pussy. She always felt hot and tight when he entered her pussy, and this time was no exception. He thought about Gerard fucking Jen with his big cock. Michael screwed his wife hard as she lifted her legs above his shoulders and held onto his neck.

"That's it! Cum for me, baby! Cum inside me!"

Michael moaned and came in his wife. Jen came too, wrapping her legs around Michael's waist and rubbing her clit against his crotch.

Michael laid there and tried to catch his breath as Jen rubbed his shoulders and starred passionately into his eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"God honey, that was so good!" he replied.

Chapter 3

Jen sat nervously in the auditorium when she felt her cell phone buzz in her purse. "Hello?" she whispered.

"Are you there?" Michael asked.

"Yes, and he's speaking right now."

"What are you going to do?"

"Michael, I don't know. I probably won't do anything. I can't believe I let you talk me into this."

"You have to at least talk to him."

"Michael, I don't know. But I can't speak right now."

"Okay, call me right after, okay? I love you."

"I will. I love you too." Jen snapped her cell phone shut.

She couldn't believe she was sitting here in this crowded hall, listening to Gerard Powers speak. She couldn't believe she had let her husband talk her into coming, when he saw the announcement that Gerard was going to be the featured speaker at this business conference. Michael was obsessed with her hooking up with Gerard, and after a week of cajoling, she had finally agreed.

So here she was. It had taken her forever this morning deciding what to wear. She finally decided on a black business dress. If she did work up the courage to actually go talk to Gerard, she didn't want to be wearing something too revealing. At the last minute, thought, she decided to not wear the pin she normally wore with the dress, so the swooping neckline of the dress exposed a hint of her cleavage.

Gerard's speech ended, and a large group of people quickly formed around him, vying for his attention. Jen saw that many were very attractive women. Everyone else started moving out of the room, and Jen was left sitting by herself. She was trying to decide whether to join the crowd around Gerard -- she didn't really want to do that, especially with all the other women already there -- when they made eye contact from across the room. She saw Gerard's face take on a quizzical look, then one of recognition. Gerard broke away from the crowd, and quickly walked towards her.

"Jen, right? From college?"

"That's right," Jen replied, both surprised and flattered that he remembered her. She rose, and Gerard gave her a friendly peck on her cheek.

"It's so good to see you, after all these years. And you look as beautiful now as you did back then. More beautiful, in fact."

Jen couldn't help blushing. "Thank you."

"What brings you here?"

Jen had rehearsed her lie. "Well, I was in the hotel having lunch with a girl friend, and I saw you were speaking. So I thought I'd stop by and say hi."

Gerard smiled. "Well, I'm glad you did. Come, let's get a drink and catch up."

For the next hour, Jen and Gerard sat in the hotel bar and chatted. Gerard was well traveled and entertained her with many interesting stories of his experiences since college. Gerard was charming and charismatic, and she couldn't help being attracted to him. He was also good company, and she enjoyed talking to him.

"So, you're married?" Gerard asked.

"Yes, twenty years. And we have a daughter in college."

Gerard glanced at the wedding and engagement rings on Jen's left hand. He hadn't really noticed them before. At first it was just a momentary glance, but then something clicked in his mind, and he looked at them closer, studying them. All of the sudden, his face broke into a wide, almost sly grin.

"Jen, I think I recognize your rings."

"What?" Jen asked, confused.

Gerard took Jen's left hand in his. His large black hands engulfed her small hand. "Your rings," he said. "They're very unique. I'm sure I've seen them before. In pictures, sent to me over the Internet."

Jen flushed. It never occurred to her that Gerard might recognize her through her rings.

Gerard was still smiling. "It was you in the pictures, wasn't it?" he asked confidently.

Jen knew she was caught. She nodded.

"This wasn't a chance meeting, was it?"

Jen was so embarrassed she couldn't bring herself to respond, but her rapidly reddening cheeks gave him his answer.

Gerard smiled. Then he boldly placed a hand on Jen's silky knee, under the table they were sitting at. "You have a wonderful body." He began to slowly caress Jen's leg.

Jen quickly reached under the table and gripped Gerard's hand with hers. Gerard smiled and stopped his caresses, but he didn't take his hand away.

"Was it you I was chatting with?"

Jen nodded again.

"Are you really interested in dating a black man? And your husband is into this?"

Jen finally found her voice. "We've never done anything like this before, but -- I guess we're both curious."

"What's your husband's name?"

"Michael."

"Jen, I'd love to help you and Michael live out your fantasies. I've done this with other white couples before, but never with a wife as beautiful and desirable as you."

Jen looked down in embarrassment. Gerard began caressing Jen's leg again, and this time Jen didn't stop him. Gerard edged his hand under Jen's dress, and slowly moved up her silky thigh. Gerard's touch sent waves of excitement through Jen's body. He smiled when he felt the lace of Jen's stocking tops. "You wore these for me, didn't you?"

Jen didn't respond, but her flushed cheeks gave Gerard his answer. Gerard's hand continued its upward climb, and soon his fingers touched the bare skin above Jen's stockings. His touch was electric on her flesh. He began to lightly draw circles on Jen's sensitive bare thigh. Jen bit her lip to stifle her moans.

"Do you think Michael would like it, that I'm touching you this way?"

"I don't know," Jen said with a shaky voice.

"Later, are you going to tell Michael that I touched you like this?"

"Yes."

"Do you think it'll excite him?"

Jen hesitated, remembering how obsessed Michael had been lately with the thought of her with Gerard. "Probably," she finally said.

"Uncross your legs, Jen."

"What?"

"Uncross your legs. I'm sure Michael would want you to do that for me."

Jen stared into Gerard's face. Gerard returned Jen's stare, and his sly smiled widened. "Don't you agree, Michael would want you to uncross your legs for me?"

Long moments passed. Jen was shocked to realize that Michael might, in fact, want her to uncross her legs. She surprised herself when she began to slowly uncross her legs. As she did, she felt the swish of nylon moving over nylon, and then she quickly pressed her legs tightly together. She looked down at her lap. Gerard's hand was still under her skirt. She held her breath as she felt his hand continue its upward journey, seeing the lump in her skirt move ever closer to her most private parts. She shivered as she felt Gerard's finger tips brush across her bare thigh as he neared her panties.

"Do you think Michael would want me to go higher?"

Jen's heart was pounding. She was finding it hard to speak. "I -- I don't know."

"I think he would. I think he'd want me to play with you. Why don't you open your legs, Jen, just a bit?"

Jen shook her head. "No," she objected weakly.

"Why? Don't you think Michael would want you to?"

Jen didn't answer.

"Don't you think Michael will want you to tell him that I touched your panties?"

It was as if someone else was controlling her body. Jen slightly parted her legs. Gerard grinned, and his hand began moving under her dress again. Jen clenched her eyes shut. She couldn't believe this was happening.

Then, just as Gerard was about to touch her panty covered pussy, Jen pressed her legs tightly together, stopping his hand. "Stop," she said shakily, and she pushed Gerard's hand away. "I think -- I have to go."

She slid out of the booth, and pushed her dress down. She quickly made her way out of the hotel, not daring to look back at Gerard. As she waited for the valet to get her car, Gerard approached her. "I just wanted to tell you again how glad I am that you stopped by," he said. He gave Jen a kiss on the cheek, and a friendly hug. But as they embraced Gerard pressed his crotch against Jen's stomach. He was rock hard and felt huge. With a big smile on his face, Gerard pressed his card into Jen's hand. "Tell Michael to call me, when he's ready for the next step."

Chapter 4

Jen watched her husband sleep. Their sex the night before had been amazing. Michael got so turned on by what she had done with Gerard. They fucked until the early morning.

They hadn't done that in a long time. In fact, Jen couldn't remember the last time they had made love more than once. Last night, Michael fucked her 3 times. And each time, he was so hard. She couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard, for so long.

She needed it, too. Gerard had gotten her so hot, she needed Michael to fuck her brains out. Their sex the night before had been the best in a long time.

It hadn't been that way for a long time. Years? In the early years of their marriage, they made love all the time. But over time, it went to once a week, and then once a month, and then even less than that. And when they did made love, it was uninspired without much passion.

But things had improved lately, since she told Michael about that night back in college, when she almost let Gerard take her to bed. The thought of her with a black man really turned Michael on.

But now Jen was worried. With his passion satiated, would Michael still be okay with what she had done, the way she had let Gerard touch her? She had been faithful to Michael since their marriage, and she was pretty sure he had been as well. Since their marriage, no one had touched her the way Gerard touched her yesterday, except for her husband.

Sure, sometimes at parties, friends would take advantage of the festive atmosphere and feel her up. But it had always been a quick feel. Yesterday had been different. She had let Gerard seduce her, and touch her in places that were supposed to be reserved for her husband. Gerard had touched her under her skirt, had touch her bare thigh. Only Michael was supposed to touch her there. She had let Gerard touch her in those places. She even opened her legs for him.

Even worst, Gerard had so turned her on. Her panties had been soaking. She wasn't supposed to let other men arouse her like that. That was something only her husband was supposed to be allowed to do. This morning, in the light of a new day, would Michael be mad at her?

Jen had been looking out the window, and when she looked back she saw Michael staring at her.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

He kissed her. "I love you."

"You're okay with yesterday? With what I did?"

Michael looked surprised. "Of course I'm okay. It was the most exciting thing you've ever done."

Jen was so relieved.

"So -- should I call him?"

"Call him?"

"Yeah. Remember? You told me Gerard wanted me to call him, when we were ready to take the next step."

Jen pulled away from Michael. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea."

"You're attracted to him, aren't you?"

"Well ..."

"Come on, tell me the truth."

"Okay, yes, I'm attracted to him."

"Then why not?"

Jen hesitated. Then she took her husband's hands in hers. "Michael, you know what the next step is, don't you?"

Michael grinned. "Of course I do."

"You're serious, aren't you? You want me to have sex with another man?"

Michael nodded and squeezed Jen's hands. "Jen, I haven't been able to think about anything else."

Jen shook her head. "I don't know. This is happening so fast."

"Jen, listen. Mary is in college now. It's time for us to start having fun again, the way we did when we were younger."

"We never did anything like this back then."

"No, but we're older now, and more mature. It's okay to experiment more now. Our relationship can handle it. And let's face it, this has been great for our sex life."

"Do you really think we can handle this? Can you handle it, if another man makes love to me?"

"This isn't about love. He isn't going to make love to you, he's going to fuck you. And I know I can handle it. I'm going to love it!"

Jen was silent, not knowing what to say. She remembered the feel of Gerard's hand on her thigh, how it aroused her so. She remembered Gerard pressing up against her, and feeling his hard cock pressing against her. God, he was so big. There was a part of her -- a big part of her -- that wanted to experience that big cock.

Michael studied his wife. He could see she was conflicted, so he decided that he would decide for the two of them. Michael got out of bed. "I'm going to call him."

Michael found Gerard's card in Jen's purse. He sat on the bed next to Jen. Before she could object, he called the number.

"Hi -- Gerard? This is Michael -- ah - Jen's husband."

Even though it was just mid-morning, Gerard seemed wide awake, and went right to the point. "Hello Michael. It's good to talk to you. Did Jen tell you about yesterday?"

"Um -- yeah, she did."

"Let me make sure. Did she tell you that I caressed her thigh, under her skirt? And she opened her legs for me? Did she tell you that?"

"Yeah, she did."

"And you're okay with that?"

"Yeah, I am."

"How would you feel about watching me fuck your beautiful wife with my black cock?"

Michael looked over at Jen. She could only hear Michael's side of the conversation. She was looking a little apprehensive.

"We've never done anything like that before. But I think I'd be okay with it."

"Michael, what if I wanted to fuck Jen bareback. Would you be okay with that?"

Michael hesitated. "I'm not sure about that. She's not on birth control." Now Jen was looking questioning at Michael.

Gerard chuckled. "Michael, I've done this with a few white couples in the past, and every one of the husbands told me they had a secret fantasy about their wives becoming pregnant with a black baby."

Michael swallowed hard. This wasn't going the way he thought it would. He turned away from Jen, trying to hide his hard-on from his wife.

"Michael, if Jen's not on the pill, what do you do? Use condoms?"

"I got a vasectomy after we had Mary."

Michael could almost hear Gerard smile on the other end of the phone. "Michael, it's only a fantasy, but I'd love to fuck your gorgeous wife bareback, and shoot my black cum deep inside her belly. Would you be okay with that?"

Michael's heart was pounding in his chest, and he was so excited his voice almost cracked as he spoke. "Well -- um -- maybe it would be okay sometimes -- you know -- during her safe times of the month." Jen was looking strangely at Michael.

"Michael, I'm big, okay? I'm warning you now that Jen's pussy will stretch. Are you willing to lose her tight pussy for the enjoyment and pleasure of watching another man fuck her?"

"Uh, I haven't thought about it. I don't know."

"Michael, this is serious. Jen might like my big cock, and want me to fuck her all the time. Are you prepared for the consequences?"

"I don't think Jen would want to do this more than once. I think it'll be a one time thing with us."

"Look, I just want to make sure it'll be okay with you if your wife wants to see me more often."

"Well, yeah, if that's what she wants, I'll be fine with it."

"So you'll be able to handle your wife having a boyfriend?"

"Ah -- yeah, I guess so, if that's what she wants."

"Michael, I think we're agreed then. I have to fly out this morning, but I'll be back in a few weeks. Do you want to get together then?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Listen, Mike, and this is important. It's been a long time since Jen has been with another man, right? So she's going to be nervous, and having second thoughts. It'll be more enjoyable for both you and her if we can try to make her feel more comfortable."

Mike looked at his wife and saw the wariness in her eyes. "I think you're right."

"Let me call Jen between now and then. We'll talk, and get to know each other better. If she's more comfortable with me, it'll be better for her."

Mike considered this. He didn't see any harm in David talking to Jen. "Okay, I'll tell her you'll be calling."

Chapter 5

Michael drove back from the d**g store with the condoms he had just purchased. After arriving home he put them in the guest room, and then began walking back to the living room. He stopped short as he saw his wife in their bedroom getting ready for their meeting with Gerard.

Jen was sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully rolling on her black stockings. She stood and put on her garter belt, and then snapped the garters to her stocking tops. Then she slipped on her heels.

Michael admired his wife's cleavage displayed as she leaned over. She was wearing her lacy black demi bra, the one she always wore whenever she wanted some lift to her perfect, but small, breasts. Her panties were also lacy black and matched her bra.

Jen sprayed perfume behind her ears and then her cleavage. Then, to his surprise, he watched Jen spray perfume lightly over her panties. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen her do that. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time Jen wore stockings and a garter belt. Last year, for his birthday? He felt a twinge of jealousy watching Jen get dressed for Gerard, but he was excited too.The doorbell rang and Michael's heart skipped a beat. It was Gerard. Michael saw apprehension in Jen's face. He walked into the bedroom and lightly caressed his wife's shoulders. "It's Gerard. Excited?"

Jen looked into her husband's eyes. "Are you sure you're okay with this?"

"I know I am. Are you?"

"I think so. But I want to make sure you're absolutely sure." Jen took Michael's hands in hers and brought them to her breasts. "Are you sure you want another man touching these?"

Michael laughed. "Are you trying to turn me on even more?"

Jen smiled, but her tone was serious. "I just want to make sure you're sure. After it's done, we can't go back."

Michael kissed Jen's nose, not wanting to mess up her lipstick. "I'm sure," he said. "I better go downstairs and let Gerard in."

Michael invited Gerard in, and they had a few minutes to speak while they waited for Jen. "Michael, how are you feeling about this?"

"Well, I think I'm a little nervous."

Gerard chuckled. "I figured you'd be nervous. Sometimes husbands are jealous once this starts. But if you're true to your word and want Jen to date another man then I'm sure you'll be fine."

Michael remembered their discussion about dating, but he really thought this would be a one time thing. He thought it unlikely Jen would want to do this more than once.

"Well, I'm not jealous."

Gerard looked at Michael knowingly, and smiled. "I think Jen will enjoy this. I didn't know her that well in college, but we've had a number of long conversations, and we've gotten to know each other. I think she's comfortable with me."

"Good," Michael said, although he was a little confused. Jen hadn't mentioned any long conversations with Gerard. Before he could say anything, though, Jen walked into the room, and both Michael and Gerard turned to look at her.

Jen looked stunning! She was wearing a new black dress that clung to her body. Michael saw that Jen was nervous when Gerard greeted her with a kiss to the cheek. Gerard lingered next to her for a moment, and then slowly pulled away, his eyes moving from her pretty face to her soft cleavage, exposed by the low cut neckline of the dress.

"Jen, you're truly beautiful," he said admiringly.

Jen beamed, clearly appreciating the compliment. She looked tiny standing next to Gerard who was tall and broad shouldered.

The three of them entered the living room. Jen sat across from Gerard and crossed her legs. Michael fixed drinks and listened as Gerard chatted about his business and travels. Jen seemed fascinated as she listened to him. Jen allowed her dress to edge upwards, exposing more of her shapely legs. By accident, or intentional? Michael wasn't sure, but he got turned on when he saw Gerard's eyes linger on his wife's shapely legs.

After drinks they left to go to a local restaurant for dinner. Gerard opened Jen's door, and as she slid into the car her dress ran up her legs, exposing her lacy stocking tops. Gerard grinned and nodded approvingly, and winked at Michael. Michael grinned too, full of pride to have such a beautiful wife. Michael got into the driver's seat next to Jen, and Gerard slid into the back seat.

As they drove Jen turned around to face Gerard, and pointed out local landmarks. As she did she affectionately caressed Michael's arm and shoulder.

At the restaurant they were seated in a corner booth. Michael and Jen sat in the booth while Gerard sat across in a chair. Under the table, Jen tightly held Michael's hand. Michael could tell she was still nervous. He encouragingly caressed her hand, and whispered into her ear, "Relax, you'll love this." Michael was happy to see that she relaxed as dinner progressed and the wine flowed.

She seemed enthralled with the stories Gerard told, practically hanging on every word. The stories bored Michael, and he was happy when dinner ended and they drove back to the house.

Once they arrived, Jen kissed Michael on the cheek. "Honey, can you show Gerard our guest room? And maybe he needs some help with his things?" Jen held her arm around Michael's waist and gave him another kiss before he went outside with Gerard. Gerard opened the trunk of his car and handed Michael a suit case, and also pulled out a photo album.

"Michael, I promised Jen I'd show her some pictures I had from college."

Gerard dropped his bag in the guest room, and then the two men walked back to the living room. Jen was sitting on the sofa sipping a drink. Michael couldn't help but notice how much her thighs were exposed. God she looked hot. Michael glanced over at Gerard, and it was apparent he was also appreciating the view.

Michael and Gerard sat on either side of Jen. Gerard pointed out the photo album to Jen, and she practically squealed with delight. He edged closer to Jen so the album could lie on their laps, and they began looking at the pictures and talking about common friends from college. Michael got bored and went into the kitchen to make more drinks. It took longer than normal as he had to go into the basement to get another bottle of wine. When he returned he saw that Gerard and Jen were still laughing and having a great time talking about the pictures. They had edged closer to each other on the sofa so their shoulders and legs were touching. Michael watched as Gerard leaned over to point out something in a picture to Jen. As he did, Gerard smoothly put his arm around Jen, and began to lightly caress her bare arm.

Jen pointed at a photo, and then looked up at Gerard. "Were you really a football player in college? I didn't know that."

Gerard smiled. "Yes, played all four years. I had a chance to go pro, but I wanted to go into business."

Michael sat across from them, feeling like a third wheel. Finally they finished looking at the album, and put it on the table. They were still laughing and Gerard began telling another story. At the punch line he placed his hand on Jen's knee. Jen loved Gerard's story and began to laugh, in the process placing her hands over Gerard's.

When she finally stopped laughing, Jen looked over and saw Michael looking at her and Gerard. She suddenly felt self conscious of how close she was sitting next to Gerard, and that Gerard had his arm around her. She looked down at Gerard's hand on her knee, and then at her husband, somewhat guiltily.

Michael didn't want this awkward moment to ruin the evening. He got up and said, "Well, I think I'll turn in." Gerard got up and shook Michael's hand with a warm grin. Michael leaned over and kissed Jen. "Good night," he said as he walked down the hall.

Michael hadn't gone very far when he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. He turned and saw his wife. "I love you," she said.

"I love you too." Then the married couple stood facing each other, not saying anything for long moments. Michael sensed that Jen was giving him one last chance to stop this from going any further. Michael kissed his wife on her soft lips. "I'll wait up for you," he said.

"Are you sure?"

Michael smiled. "I'm positive." Then he turned his wife around and playfully patted her behind. "Go have fun."

Jen flashed Michael a weak smile over her shoulder. "Wait up for me," she said. Then she walked down the hall.

Chapter 6

Michael was troubled as he waited for Jen. What did Gerard mean when he said he'd had "long conversations" with Jen? He had given Gerard permission to call Jen, but how much exactly had they talked?

Michael went over to the computer in the bedroom and logged onto Verizon's website. He browsed through the log of all incoming and outgoing phone calls for the last month. With a start he realized that Jen had spent hours on the phone with Gerard. Over the last month they had spoken almost every day, often for hours at a time.

Michael's anxiety was growing. Gerard wasn't just going to fuck his wife, he was trying to have a relationship with her!

Feelings of remorse washed over Michael. "What've I started?" he thought. "Why'd I agree to share Jen with another man?"

Michael imagined Gerard's hands on Jen's breasts. His lips on her lips. With a growing sickness, Michael thought of Gerard's big cock inside his wife.

He suddenly decided that he had to stop this. He ran up the stairs and hurried to the guest room. They had been alone for about an hour. He silently prayed that Gerard hadn't yet penetrated his wife.

Then Michael abruptly stopped, his feet glued to the floor. He was in the darkened hallway just outside the guest bedroom. The door was cracked open and he had a clear view of the bed.

Before him was the most erotic scene he had ever seen in his life.

Gerard was sitting on the edge of the bed, completely nude. Jen was in just her lingerie and heels. Her dress had been carelessly thrown to the floor. She was on her knees, kneeling between Gerard's heavily muscled black legs. The stark contrast between Jen's lightly tanned complexion and Gerard's jet black skin made the scene even more erotic.

Gerard's cock was in Jen's mouth. Her blonde hair swished up and down as she bobbed on Gerard's dick. Her hands were wrapped around his shaft, moving up and down in cadence with Jen's bobbing head.

As she blew him, Gerard lightly stroked Jen's cheek. It was almost a loving caress. "You like that cock, baby?" he asked.

Jen raised her head, but continued to stroke him. Her wedding and engagement rings glistened with her saliva and Gerard's precum.

"Yeah, it's a really nice cock." Jen stared at Gerard's penis, seemingly mesmerized by it. "A really nice cock," she repeated almost reverently.

Michael had to admit that Gerard's cock was amazing. It was the longest he had ever seen, even in movies. Ten inches? Twelve? He didn't know, but it was long. It curved slightly inward, and it was thick, too. It took both Jen's hands to completely encircle him. It had thick veins running the length on both sides. At the end it mushroomed into an even thicker cock head. The skin of his cock was completely smooth, jet black, without a single blemish. It looked like something carved out of black granite, and looked to be just as hard.

Gerard reached down and pulled Jen off the floor and on top of him, the muscles in his arms and chest rippling. "Take off your bra, baby, I want to see your tits." Straddling his chest, Jen reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. She let the bra straps fall off her shoulders, but feigning shyness crossed her arms over the bra cups. Gerard laughed and edged under the bra's silky material and cupped her small breasts. Jen giggled and let the bra fall to the floor, but soon her laughs turned to moans as Gerard rolled her sensitive nipples between his fingers.

As Gerard fondled her tits, Jen stroked his muscular chest and arms. "You like my body, baby?"

"Oh yeah," Jen enthusiastically said, as Gerard's hands on her tits sent continuous pleasure through her body. "I like your football player body."

"Football players turn you on?"

"No," Jen said, shaking her head. "I just like the bodies football players have."

Gerard laughed. "You've fucked a lot of football players, is that it?"

Jen shook her head. "No, I've admired from afar," she said with a giggle.

Michael couldn't believe what he was hearing. He never knew his wife was so attracted to muscular guys.

Gerard rolled Jen onto her back. He replaced his hands with his mouth on Jen's tits. He licked and sucked her hard nipples while his hands simultaneously explored her body. Soon Jen was moaning and writhing under his touch. Gerard pulled Jen's panties to the side and then attacked her trimmed pussy. He ate her out like a pro. Michael couldn't see everything he was doing, but it was driving his wife crazy. Her moans were almost continuous as she rocked her head from side to side. Jen's long stockinged legs tensed as Gerard brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. Michael watched his wife have her first orgasm of the night, her back arching and her hands clutching the sheets as pleasure rippled through her tight body.

Jen panted she tried to catch her breath. Michael was breathing hard too, and to his surprise he realized he was rubbing his crotch. He had never been so sexually charged. Staying in the shadows of the hallway, he quietly unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock, and began to stroke himself.

Gerard moved to the head of the bed and took Jen in his arms. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. As they made out, Gerard ran his fingers through Jen's silky blonde hair, and softly caressed the back of her neck. For some reason, the intimacy of his wife kissing another man bothered Michael more than anything he had seen so far.

Jen's hands explored Gerard's body. She trailed her manicured fingernails along the ridges of his hard muscles, along his back, arms, and thickly muscled thighs. Her fingers even ventured over his ass and between his cheeks, and Gerard groaned. "Oh baby, you know how to make me feel good!"

Gerard kissed Jen again, and explored Jen's mouth with his thick tongue. As Jen continued to caress his chiseled body, Gerard broke the kiss again and said, "Jen, grow your nails longer. I want to feel your long nails digging into my back when I fuck you!"

Smiling, Jen teased, "That's what you want, huh?" Then Jen broke away from Gerard's embrace and got on top of him, again straddling his chest. Gerard cupped her bare breasts. "Are you ready for me baby?"

"Yeah," Jen replied almost breathlessly. "I think I'm ready."

Michael watched as his wife hovered over Gerard's cock. With one hand she pulled her thin panties to the side. With the other she guided Gerard's cock towards her pussy.

A part of Michael wanted to burst into the room and stop this from going further. He knew this was his last chance to keep his wife's pussy exclusively his, as it had been for the last twenty years. But a bigger part of him wanted to watch Jen get fucked by this black guy's huge cock.

Jen's shapely thighs tensed as she lowered herself on Gerard. She rubbed Gerard's cock head over her pussy lips, to lubricate him. Grimacing, she slowly lowered himself until she was penetrated by his cock head.

Jen grunted through clenched teeth. "Oh god, it's so thick!"

"Just go slow baby," Gerard said encouragingly. "Just like we talked about on the phone, take your time, you'll get used to it."

Jen nodded. With gritted teeth she slowly lowered himself further. She grimaced as she pushed an inch of Gerard's cock into her, and then another inch. Then she stopped to catch her breath, collapsing on Gerard's chest. She stayed there a moment, then rose to start again. As she did her soft blonde hair brushed across Gerard's chest.

"Oh yeah baby I like that."

"What?"

"The way your hair ran across my chest. I want you to grow your hair longer, so it hits my chest when you ride my cock."

"Uh -- okay," Jen replied somewhat noncommittally.

Michael watched as Gerard's cock slowly disappeared into his wife's pussy. Jen had about six inches inside her, with another six left to go. From his vantage point Michael could see that part of Gerard's thick ebony shaft that was not yet inside his wife. He reflexively glanced down at his cock, and realized that not only was Gerard already giving his wife more than he had, but what Gerard still had left to give was longer and thicker than his entire cock.

Michael looked back up and saw that Gerard was beginning to move under Jen's body. He was slowly stroking in and out. With each inward stroke he sank a little more of his cock into Jen. Jen's eyes were clenched tightly closed, and she held onto Gerard's muscular arms. Beads of perspiration were forming on her forehead, and her pretty face alternated between grimaces of pain and exhalations of pleasure.

After many minutes, Gerard was completely inside Jen. He rolled her over on her back and then began to slowly fuck her. Michael watched as Gerard's big cock moved in and out of Jen. He couldn't believe it -- he was finally watching another man fuck his wife!

For a while Gerard slowly fucked Jen, to let her get used to his size. Then he began to pump faster. Soon he was like a pile driver hammering in and out of her! Then Gerard slowed his pace. He slowly pulled all the way out until just the tip of his cock was still inside her. He lingered there for long moments, almost teasing her. Then he abruptly pushed back inside, hard and fast, causing Jen to squeal. He did that for awhile, then after one inward thrust, he stayed buried inside and rotated his hips, ensuring his big cock stimulated every inch of her pussy.

Gerard alternated between pile driving, slow fucking and rotating, and Jen loved it. She was making sounds Michael had never heard. When Gerard hammered her, Jen grunted and moaned. When he fucked her slow, she whimpered and begged; and when Gerard rotated his cock inside her, Michael heard his wife purr.

Michael could tell Jen was near another orgasm. She wrapped her legs around Gerard's waist and dug her heels into his chiseled ass. A continuous almost desperate moan was coming from her mouth, and her nails dug into Gerard's muscular back. Gerard could tell Jen was close to cumming, and he relentlessly pounded her. Finally, Jen's back arched and her entire body seemed to shake as her orgasm hit.

Michael was furiously stroking his cock as Jen built to an orgasm. When he saw his wife orgasm and her stockinged legs tense and press into Gerard's sides, he came as well.

Gerard slowly fucked Jen, allowing her time to catch her breath. Then he started to fuck her harder. To his amazement, Michael saw his wife start to respond. He couldn't believe it -- Jen was already hot again.

Michael couldn't watch anymore. Now that he had cum, all his concerns came to the forefront of his mind, and he felt sick watching his wife so enthusiastically fucking another man.

Michael returned to his bedroom. He couldn't get out of his mind the image of Gerard fucking his wife. What really stuck in his mind was how Jen responded to Gerard. Not just his big cock, but the way Gerard's muscular body had so aroused her. Jen seemed practically mesmerized by his body. The way she traced her fingers across his hard muscles, and how she delighted in the way his muscular body rippled and bulged as he fucked her. Michael never realized Jen was so into that. Michael took off his clothes to get into bed, and then looked at himself in the mirror. He looked good for a guy his age. But compared to Gerard, his body was soft. His body didn't have any muscular definition, and he was a little overweight in the gut. Michael remembered how Jen caressed and seemed so turned on by Gerard's chiseled chest. In contrast, Michael's chest was a bit flabby.

Michael got into bed. Despite his concerns, the images of Gerard fucking his wife had gotten him hard again. He reached under the covers and began to masturbate, replaying in his mind what he had seen and heard just a few minutes ago. As he approached an orgasm, he suddenly realized that Gerard hadn't worn a condom. Jen wasn't on any type of birth control! But instead of making him pause, the risk of Gerard fucking Jen bareback pushed him over the edge, and he came into the sheets.

Chapter 7

Jen gently shook Michael awake. "Hi sleepy-head," she said softly when he opened his eyes.

"What time is it?"

"About four." Michael did a quick mental calculation. He must have fallen asleep for hours. Had they been fucking that long?

"Where's Gerard?"

"In his room." Jen kissed Michael. "Thank you for tonight."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yeah." Jen kissed her husband again, this time longer. Jen got under the covers and straddled Michael. Jen was nude, except for her garter belt and stockings.

"Make love to me," she said, and reached between them and guided her husband's hard cock into her.

Their lovemaking was the familiar kind, the type that two people could only have if they've shared a life together. But it was passionate as well, and more frenzied than normal, given what had happened that evening. Michael loved the feel of Jen's silky nylons against his legs, and how her garter straps pressed into his flesh. Her pussy felt looser than normal, and much wetter, but he couldn't remember the last time their lovemaking was so pleasurable.As Jen rode on top of him, Michael said, "I watched you tonight."

Jen smiled. "You did, did you?" she teased. "Did you like what you saw?"

"Yeah," Michael grunted, as his orgasm neared. "I really liked it. It was the most exciting thing I've ever seen." Then, in his passion and without thinking, Michael blurted out, "Will you do it for me again?"

Jen hesitated. Then she smiled. "I might be able to arrange something."

"You didn't make Gerard wear a condom."

Jen kissed her husband. "Don't worry, I made him pull out." Then she thought a moment, and asked, "Are you disappointed?"

Michael's orgasm was peaking. His lush and passion overwhelmed his good sense. "Yeah, next time I want to see him cum inside you!" Michael lunged hard into his wife, and came.

After catching their breaths, Michael said, "Are you okay? I mean, did you cum?"

Jen slightly shook her head, but smiled and said, "That's okay, just hold me."

Michael spooned his wife, and fell to sleep. Jen, though, stayed awake for some time, looking into the darkness and thinking about what had happened.

Chapter 8

Michael slowly woke up, and remembered the events of the night before. He couldn't believe it, his fantasy had finally come true. He had watched another man fuck his wife!

He put on his robe and walked downstairs. He heard Jen and Gerard's voices coming from the kitchen, so he silently approached.

Jen was standing next to Gerard. She was wearing what she normally slept in, a long t-shirt and panties. Although what she wore was not too revealing, Michael was still surprised at how comfortable Jen seemed to be. Gerard was wearing only form-fitting boxers. His cock, although soft, looked like a thick python snaking down his muscular thigh.

"Watch this," Gerard said, and he flexed his arm. Jen felt Gerard's hard biceps, and then ran her fingertips along the muscles of his forearm. "Nice," Jen said admiringly. "Do you work out a lot?"

"Every day," Gerard said smiling. "The key is to isolate different muscle groups. Like this." Gerard flexed his triceps. Jen reached out and ran her fingers along the rock hard muscle.

"Arms and legs are easy. See?" Ger