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My wife always had her bridge club on Tuesdays, so I regularly arranged a squash game after work that night followed by dinner with members of my club. After ten years of married life, Cissy and I were still happy but pretty bored. If we had sex at all it was usually on a Friday night, and usually after several glasses of wine.
I was an ok lover, I guess, but I always had a nagging feeling that I should do better in the sack as I often had an orgasm a few minutes after entering her, and she rarely, if ever, climaxed, and that made me sad. She never really said anything, but from her body language, I guessed that she was not at all happy with my rather pathetic performances.
I had never learned the art of performing orally on her, nor she on me, in fact, we had never discussed it and I did not think she even understood sucking a cock, so the weeks went by with no changes and no improvements. I guess the big problem was a total lack of communication. And that was my fault. I asked my Doctor what I should do to improve my performance and he suggested I watch some porn and start talking dirty to her about my fantasies during sex.
This certainly got her excited especially when I whispered that I would like to see her with another guy, preferably a black guy. However I still wasn't able to hold back and when she replied that she would like to meet a black guy, I lost it and came immediately. She surprised me by masturbating herself right then and there while I watched.
A new guy joined the squash club as his office was near mine and he seemed very nice.
He was black and very athletic and he beat me in squash quite easily. He was transferred with his company and knew virtually nobody in town. We became friends and as he was single and he told me that the weekends were very lonely I asked my wife if I could invite him home for dinner on Friday nights. Cissy was all for it but I left out one detail. I didn't tell her Favro was black, very handsome and very athletic. I had also seen him in the showers and noted his immense package. He was hung like a horse as the saying goes.
The first week he came over Cissy was late getting home from work and rushed around trying to organise dinner. while Favro and I had drinks. She fussed about her appearance having not had time to change from her work clothes. In her tight white blouse and short, tight black leather skirt, I thought she looked fine and it certainly didn't seem to bother Favro as I noticed his eyes often admiring Cissy's full breasts, great legs and fabulous ass.
The evening was fun and Favro was very friendly with Cissy and she seemed relaxed and happy to meet him.
As the wine flowed they seemed to enjoy flirting with each other. Once when he told a funny story about himself she reached over and put her hand on his bare arm and kind of caressed his arm saying:
"Oh Favro, you are just too funny."
He put his hand over hers holding it in place and squeezed it as he replied:
"My close friends call me Fav so Cissy, I would like you to call me Fav while Mike here can continue to call me Favro!"
We all laughed.
My job on those nights was to do the dishes and while I was in the kitchen I could hear them whispering but I could not hear what they were saying.
When it came time for him to leave Cissy put her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. I couldn't quite see but it seemed like he brushed the sides of her full breasts as he put his arms around her.
Favro thanked us both and said he was already looking forward to:
"Next Friday, and I'll bring the wine."
Cissy said: "I can't wait."
She reached up and kissed him again. Her mouth seemed to linger on his, but maybe that was just my fertile imagination.
I could feel my cock getting aroused and I wanted her badly.
When we got upstairs and started to get ready for bed she said:
"If you tell me your fantasy tonight about a black man seducing me I want you to use Fav's name but you have to abide by his wishes and refer to him as Favro."
She was deadly serious.
"Or maybe Mr Favro."
This time I masturbated her while I spun a story about Favro and Cissy going on a date in a downtown hotel. She orgasmed long and loudly saying his name over and over.
She reached across and took my cock in her hand and stroked it hard and I blasted my cum on the sheets.
She told me I was not to touch her again:
"Until after next Friday."
As the following week wore on slowly, Cissy was late getting home most nights saying she had shopping to do as she wanted to look nice for Fav on Friday night.
After one shopping excursion, she modelled new tights and a crop top for me. The grey tights outlined her pussy and were so tight on her ass that I could see the crack between her ass cheeks quite easily. The top barely covered her big breasts but accentuated them so they looked even bigger than normal.
I said:
"Surely you are not thinking of wearing that revealing outfit for Mr Favro on Friday night?"
She pushed her chest out and replied:
"Oh no, darling, this outfit is for casual Fridays which is a relationship building policy our company has instituted since the new boss arrived from Chicago. I forgot to tell you he is a handsome black guy and only about 35 years old. All the girls in the office are competing for his attention. Just because I am married and most of them are not I don't want to lose my seniority so I thought this outfit would get his attention!"
Cissy is 29 and I had to admit she looked much younger and very hot.
"Well, I think you will certainly achieve your goal, he is sure to notice you believe me."
"That's good, there is also talk of weekend retreats when we all go off and study modern management styles and come up with strategic plans and so on, it is all very exciting."
Finally, Friday night arrived. I had not seen Favro during the week. I was home early, but even then Cissy was already there and the house looked great. Table set, dinner was well along being prepared and she was wrapped in a big towel with her hair piled on her head in another towel. She had tidied up our bedroom and was sitting doing her makeup.
"How did casual Friday go?"
"Well, it was great my outfit was a big hit with the boss, Mr Auget, he remarked on how lovely I looked several times, he stood close to me and his arm accidentally brushed against my breasts. I pretended I did not notice and just smiled at him. He mentioned he has to go back to Chicago for meetings with his superiors in a few weeks and he thought it would be a good experience for me to accompany him as I am the senior staffer. I think he might promote me too!"
"How did the other girls dress?"
"Not with much imagination, most wore jeans and nice tops. One other wore tights but she looked like a blond slut in my humble opinion."