My wife is super apologetic about getting pregnant by my work rival and having his mixed-race baby. She's constantly telling me how deeply she regrets it, how it was a moment of weakness... What she doesn't know is that I have it all on film. I happened to be running an experiment with this video equipment for my work, and I left it running in the bedroom. It's a fluke that that just happened to be the day my work rival came over and inseminated my wife. And that's precisely why it hurts so bad. Because I know there's this whole other side of the story my wife isn't telling me.
"I don't know what came over me," she'll say, for example, apologizing for the millionth time. "I wish I could go back and make it never happen."
But the video says otherwise.
The look of sheer passion as she kisses him on our bed. Running her hands all over his body as they make out uncontrollably. She opened his shirt, button by button, kissing his black chest in between every button. When she finally got his shirt off, she started kissing him all over. She was kissing his biceps, she was kissing his abs. And the whole time, she was moaning and mewling like a little slut. Wiggling her sexy ass as he pawed it through her yoga pants.
"What was I thinking?!" my wife will say, whenever we talk about what happened. "He's not even attractive!"
But the Sony CRM114 SpyCam never lies. I've got it all on tape. That delighted gasp as she undid his trousers and saw that huge black cock staring right in her face. She started kissing it and slobbering all over it. Rubbing it all over her cheeks like a filthy pornstar. By this point, he had gotten her own shirt off, and he was playing with her pretty breasts. Every time he would give her nipples a little pinch, my wife would gasp with pleasure and redouble her efforts on his magnificent penis.
Can you imagine your own wife doing things like that? You always thought she was so innocent. Prudish, even. And yet there she is, straining to somehow get one more inch of his big black cock in her mouth. She refuses to even kiss YOUR dick, yet it looks like she'd happily choke herself sucking HIM.
When she pulls away, a thread of saliva remains connecting her lips to the tip of his angry phallus. She gazes into his eyes with this look of reverence, of adoration. She throws herself into his arms and their lips lock passionately. She wraps her arms around him like a soul-lover. Look at the contrast of their skin color. He's so much darker than her OR her husband, and it's a scandal the way his coal-black hands stand out against the pale skin of her shapely back.
Then he shoves her down and starts tugging off those yoga pants. Fuck he's such an alpha male, she's lifting her butt to help him undress her!
"Honey, I swear," my wife says, consoling me in the bedroom at night. "Sex with him wasn't even that good, honey!"
But I know she's only saying it to spare my feelings. Because I've watched that tape a thousand times. And every time I watch it, I see how she starts CUMMING the moment his cock touches her labia. Her horny pussy is glistening in ultra-high-def 16K resolution. And on tape, I hear her pleading. 'Put it in me, Daddy!' she tells him. 'I need you, Daddy! Please Daddy!'
I can't help but think about that video every time I see him at work. And that's all the time, since he's my immediate work rival. I work with him practically every day. He loves to give me this knowing smirk, this victorious squint. By breeding my wife, he asserted dominance over me in a deeper sort of way, at a more primal level than you can do in any boardroom. We have the same exact job title, and yet he is the alpha male and I'm the beta loser.
