I’m a 45 year old married guy with two kids. My wife of 18 years comes from Poland and is a sexy 5 foot 3 inches with long dark hair, smooth tanned skin, perky medium sized tits and sexy legs that meet at a nice hairy pussy. Our sex life has been pretty good but I recently noticed a decline in our love making to no more than twice a month. I interpreted it as the normal declining interest of a 43 year old woman with two middle school aged kids to take care of. I was wrong.
I got a hint of what was going on when I came back from a 5 day business trip. I was dumping my dirty clothes directly from the suitcase into the washing machine when I noticed a pair of boxer briefs on the floor next to the hamper. I didn’t think much of it at first. After all, I wear similar underwear. But when I lifted them off the floor, not only were they Jockey brand, which I don’t wear, but they were size 32, which I’ve never worn, and red, which I’ve also never considered. My son, who’s 12, wears only tightiewhities, so I was perplexed to say the least.
I didn’t think much of it until a week later. My neighbor, who’s from Jamaica, was trimming a tree in his front yard with his wife, reaching for an upper limb with a saw. They asked to borrow some trash bags to collect the debris, and when I approached them, I noticed my neighbor’s loose shorts were dropping down, in the manner of gang bangers, and exposing his underwear. They were red like the ones in my laundry room. And Jockey brand.
I didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but quickly returned to the house and retrieved the boxers from behind the hamper where I’d kicked them days earlier. At the risk of sounding gross, I examined the front of the boxers and lo and behold I found three black hairs, tight and curly, the pubic hair of a black man.
At times like this, the first thing that strikes you is possessiveness. Someone is moving in on my wife and I didn’t like it. But my body told a different story. I felt like my face was flushed and on fire. My heart was thumping. And I got a raging erection. I had admittedly had fantasies about swinging with my Jamaican neighbors, but good church goers that we are, I never took it seriously. The husband is muscular and very black skinned. The wife is light skinned black with a sexy curvy body.
But my wife had decided to do it on her own.
What I needed was photographic proof and a private detective acquaintance of mine provided it for me. I won’t get into details, laws of privacy being what they are, but the 60 minute video captured in my bedroom told the whole story. It started with drawn blinds, undressing in full glare of the bedroom light, followed by oral preliminaries.
The fucking bitch. She hadn’t given me a blowjob in 5 years but here she was, bobbing on his black cock, pumping the base with her hand while she worked the tip with her pretty mouth. My asshole neighbor just lay back, his hands behind his head, enjoying the show and mumbling dirty nothings. After a while he took a drag from a marijuana joint beside the bed, rose up, flipped her on her back and proceeded to eat her pussy as she curled one leg around his neck.
Unfortunately, after 3 minutes or so of this, they clicked off the light and the only illumination was whatever daylight could poke through the blinds. Grainy outlines are pretty much all I saw of their fucking for the next half hour. All I can say is my wife was quite a gymnast and her screams could have peeled the paint off the wall. The light eventually clicked back on, she tugged on his big floppy cock that had just made a sticky deposit in her hairy European cunt and they got dressed, kissed and dispersed.
So what did I do? Nothing really. I still get my sex twice a month. But I’ve got something much better to light up my tired marriage --- the photographic knowledge that my wife is a tigress in bed with the right man and is dirty enough to suck a huge black cock and take his load in her pussy.
The best part of it is that she always goes out of her way to say that she isn’t attracted to black men and warns my 13 year old ******** “never to bring home a boyfriend who isn’t white.” She protests too much. Of course, you can be racist and still like black cock. Lord knows those old slave masters used to keep black people down while plunging into black pussy. Lust can’t be stopped.
I’ll probably nail a black chick soon just to keep things morally balanced. But I hope she keeps enjoying her black studs so that I can enjoy the same vicariously.
I got a hint of what was going on when I came back from a 5 day business trip. I was dumping my dirty clothes directly from the suitcase into the washing machine when I noticed a pair of boxer briefs on the floor next to the hamper. I didn’t think much of it at first. After all, I wear similar underwear. But when I lifted them off the floor, not only were they Jockey brand, which I don’t wear, but they were size 32, which I’ve never worn, and red, which I’ve also never considered. My son, who’s 12, wears only tightiewhities, so I was perplexed to say the least.
I didn’t think much of it until a week later. My neighbor, who’s from Jamaica, was trimming a tree in his front yard with his wife, reaching for an upper limb with a saw. They asked to borrow some trash bags to collect the debris, and when I approached them, I noticed my neighbor’s loose shorts were dropping down, in the manner of gang bangers, and exposing his underwear. They were red like the ones in my laundry room. And Jockey brand.
I didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but quickly returned to the house and retrieved the boxers from behind the hamper where I’d kicked them days earlier. At the risk of sounding gross, I examined the front of the boxers and lo and behold I found three black hairs, tight and curly, the pubic hair of a black man.
At times like this, the first thing that strikes you is possessiveness. Someone is moving in on my wife and I didn’t like it. But my body told a different story. I felt like my face was flushed and on fire. My heart was thumping. And I got a raging erection. I had admittedly had fantasies about swinging with my Jamaican neighbors, but good church goers that we are, I never took it seriously. The husband is muscular and very black skinned. The wife is light skinned black with a sexy curvy body.
But my wife had decided to do it on her own.
What I needed was photographic proof and a private detective acquaintance of mine provided it for me. I won’t get into details, laws of privacy being what they are, but the 60 minute video captured in my bedroom told the whole story. It started with drawn blinds, undressing in full glare of the bedroom light, followed by oral preliminaries.
The fucking bitch. She hadn’t given me a blowjob in 5 years but here she was, bobbing on his black cock, pumping the base with her hand while she worked the tip with her pretty mouth. My asshole neighbor just lay back, his hands behind his head, enjoying the show and mumbling dirty nothings. After a while he took a drag from a marijuana joint beside the bed, rose up, flipped her on her back and proceeded to eat her pussy as she curled one leg around his neck.
Unfortunately, after 3 minutes or so of this, they clicked off the light and the only illumination was whatever daylight could poke through the blinds. Grainy outlines are pretty much all I saw of their fucking for the next half hour. All I can say is my wife was quite a gymnast and her screams could have peeled the paint off the wall. The light eventually clicked back on, she tugged on his big floppy cock that had just made a sticky deposit in her hairy European cunt and they got dressed, kissed and dispersed.
So what did I do? Nothing really. I still get my sex twice a month. But I’ve got something much better to light up my tired marriage --- the photographic knowledge that my wife is a tigress in bed with the right man and is dirty enough to suck a huge black cock and take his load in her pussy.
The best part of it is that she always goes out of her way to say that she isn’t attracted to black men and warns my 13 year old ******** “never to bring home a boyfriend who isn’t white.” She protests too much. Of course, you can be racist and still like black cock. Lord knows those old slave masters used to keep black people down while plunging into black pussy. Lust can’t be stopped.
I’ll probably nail a black chick soon just to keep things morally balanced. But I hope she keeps enjoying her black studs so that I can enjoy the same vicariously.
