With my wife and I having dabbles in threesomes and sex clubs for about 9 months with limited success, she decided to call a halt to it all saying that it wasn't what she wanted and it was only me she wanted. Whilst being disappointed, I was also pleased of her love and commitment to me so that was the end of it as far as I was concerned.
The next week or two passed by as we slipped into our old everyday life routines, I couldn't help but think about the 'fun' times she had with other men while I watched and occasionally joined in. I knew I could never suggest doing it again because that wouldn't be right on her, if she wasn't happy to do it then it wasn't to be. After all, it was her pleasure that gave me pleasure.
We then went on holiday to the coast in a rather nice luxury hotel. Certainly the nicest I've ever stayed in. The weather was good, and we were happy just relaxing in the pool and spa and occasionally by the bar.
On the third night we decided to have a meal in the hotel restaurant and finish off the evening in the bar with a few cocktails. At this point I should describe my wife. She is 38, tall (5'9) size 10/12 with perfect long legs and body to match with long dark brown hair that dangled invitingly around her cleavage.
Tonight, before we went out she prepared herself as usual by showering etc It always takes a while but when she came out she had on a brand new dress that made me genuinely say 'wow' out loud. It was short, very short. Black with halter neck and material that just covered each breast and had silver ringlets that joined the material together. She looked amazing and hadn't even put on her make up. By the time I was ready she hade done her make up and was waiting to go.
We sat in the restaurant and had a lovely meal (we ate early, about 6pm) and few glasses of wine. By the time we had finished it was only about 8pm and so we slipped to the bar and ordered another bottle of wine. After about twenty minutes ago my wife excused herself to the bathroom. When she came back, to my shock and surprise she was not alone.
She sat down in one of the chairs opposite me and invited her companion so sit next to her. She leaned forward and beckoned we to lean forward also. In my ear she whispered 'this is Jerome, and you are going to watch him fuck me tonight'. Before I could respond, she continued with 'don't say or do anything unless I tell you, ok'? Quite how I managed to remain in control with so many thoughts whirling around my head I don't know. I did however, and responded 'ok honey'.
My wife stood up, took Jerome by the hand and said to me ' come on or you will miss the show'.
Here, I must explain a few things. Firstly I was so aroused and at the same time freaked out by what was going on. Secondly Jerome. Because for a few years it has been my fantasy to watch my wife get pleasured by a big black man. I couldn't understand what was going on. Where did she meet him, how did she know him? These were questions I would have to wait to be answered but it was also adding to the excitement.