Charli told Stan to shower after she and Lucas left. He was not to dress, except for his terrycloth robe. She wanted him to glare at his caged cock all night and wonder what the fuck he was doing sending his hot wife off to be fucked while he was locked in chastity. That thing was not getting hard no matter how erotic his thinking became while she was out.
Lucas showed up on time. Charli had Stan fix him a drink while she sipped on her wine. Lucas was quite complimentary about her dress. Charli let Lucas know that Stan had helped get her ready for their date. She wanted him to know that Stan was fully in favor of what was about to happen. Stan, on the other hand, was beginning to feel the pangs of jealousy. Just as Lucas had assured him, he was regretting the choice that they had made. There was no way that Stan would stop them now. He had already crossed the threshold. No matter how badly he wanted his wife to call the date off, he dared not speak his wishes.
Then they were off. Stan didn't know what to do next. He showered and like a good boy, pulled his robe back on. Each time he took a step or sat down, his cage would remind him that he was a cuckold waiting anxiously while his wife was out having dinner and getting ready for the fuck of her life. He didn't know when she was coming back. He thought about her teasing him that she might not come back. That thought froze him. He had to do something to occupy his time. He had a beer and tried to watch TV. He kept glancing at the clock which seemed to have stopped. His wife was not even at the restaurant and already he was anxious.
Lucas and Charli drove up to the restaurant entrance and were met by the valet. As the attendant opened the door for Charli, he was blown away by the long sleek leg swinging out of the car. First one and then the other. Her skirt rode up nearly to her thong. When she stood up, she was above the young valet in height just as she towered above Lucas. The young man almost lost his concentration before he welcomed her properly. On the other side, another attendant opened Lucas' door and greeted him also. Lucas walked around the front of the car and joined hands with Charli. As they made their way to the entrance, the attendants watched open mouthed seeing a towering brunette walking with a short slim black man.
They took their time, having drinks and discussing the menu. The waiters were as impressed as the valets. Each one in turn had trouble keeping his eyes focused on the needs of the couple, staring instead at the voluminous cleavage riding on top of her demi bra. When she crossed her legs, her skirt rode so high that it looked a mile from her hem to the base of her stilettos. Plenty of the other patrons, both men and women, seemed to freeze as they focused on this beauty. It took a second for them to realize that she was the date of a small, but good- looking black man.
In due time and without haste, they finished their wine and visited lazily about the food, service and atmosphere. The floor manager paid them a special visit and asked if might be of further service to the couple. He seemed more intent on Charli's cleavage than providing more service. They complimented the restaurant and paid the check. Charli looked intently into Lucas' eyes as if to say, 'what now?' He rose and extended his hand to his beautiful date and they made their way to the exit. The valets were treated to another amazing view as they waited for the car. Slinging her legs back into the vehicle, Charli watched the eyes of the attendant as he focused on her charms. She did have a silent chuckle and even noticed a slight bulge in the young man's trousers. When they arrived at Lucas' apartment, Charli noticed her heart thumping in her ears. She thought about her husband locked in chastity, waiting anxiously at home, not able to achieve an erection and trying to imagine what was about to happen to his hot wife.
Back at home, the damned clock was crawling minute by minute. Each minute seemed like an hour. What had possessed him to allow his beautiful wife to go on a date with his friend. 'Date, my ass,' Stan thought. 'She is getting fucked in a way that I could never have imagined and I facilitated the whole thing.' If his curiosity had not got the better of him, would their lives turn out differently. While his wife sucking Lucas' cock sealed the deal, this was even more intense. He had watched and participated the previous time. After having that huge cock inside her, what would she think the next time they made love? Would there even be a next time. His blood pressure was giving him a headache and his body tingled all over. How long could this go on?
Lucas offered Charli some wine, but she felt that she had enough at dinner. She excused herself and asked for this bathroom. She took the opportunity to give herself a final once over while she freshened up. She made sure her thong set just right on her pussy lips and then walked back into his bedroom. Lucas was still fully clothed and approached her giving her a kiss on the lips. It was very formal and gentlemanly. He held her hands and kissed each one. Slowly he reached his black hands to her top and gently removed the garment. She was topless except for her demi bra and a silver chain with a key on it. No other jewelry adorned her neck. In fact, her wedding ring was the only thing she had worn except for the thin necklace.
Lucas helped her off with her skirt and laid it down in a chair. He walked around in back of her and gently unfastened the three clips on her bra. Holding the side of the bra, he moved in forward allowing the straps to slither off her shoulders. As Lucas placed the bra beside her skirt, Charli turned to face him. Her areolas were a perfect shade of pink and puffy with the anticipation of what was to come. Her nipples protruded in elongated nubs, hard and pronounced.
Lucas stepped back and admired her body. He had fucked plenty of hot wives. Charli was not second to any of them. He remembered back to his college days, fucking the coach's wife. She had been beautiful also. She just loved Lucas' amazing cock. Now here stood this tall brunette towering over him in her stilettos with only a pretty white thong on. He approached her and held her breasts in his hands. The contrast was intoxicating. Her soft white boobs with the pale pink areolas set off the deep chocolate color of his hands. He thought, 'what a great time to be black'. Political correctness and relaxed sexual mores combined to give the black man the aura of a god when it came to sexual availability and prowess. He wondered if a black man with a very small cock could still influence a beautiful white wife to think she was getting the best sex she had ever had.
He kissed each nipple and thereby sent a chill through her whole body. As she relaxed, he started licking around the nipples until they were wet and warm. Then he took each into his lips and sucked them. Opening wider, he engulfed as much of her areolas as he could fit into his pursed lips. She moaned her willingness. He massaged her full breasts as he sucked the tips. Their lips met and Lucas thrust his tongue into her mouth. She devoured him just as she was about to devour his cock. Gently he guided her to his bed and eased her down. Once she was settled, he nuzzled her panties and licked the satin panel. She began moving to the rhythm of his licking. She was now emitting a steady flow of lubrication.
Lucas reached under her hips and slowly removed her thong. Sliding it down her legs, he gently brushed his palms against her pale skin. As he lay the thong on his bed, he firmly spread her legs allowing him to lie forward and start kissing her smooth vaginal lips. The butterfly shaped lips were slick with girl dew and she was leaking more for him to lick away. He alternated between kissing her mound and licking her vagina. As he got more movement from her, he started moving his tongue deeper into her honey slot. Charli moaned and her legs straightened signifying her acceptance of his penetration. He pulled his tongue back out and placed the tip firmly on her clitoris. He licked the hardening nub and she had an orgasm. He knew that with each small orgasm, her vaginal cavity was becoming more dilated anticipating the invasion of her massive cock.
He moved up and planted a kiss on her belly button then trailed back to her pussy. Now she was ready. As ready as she would ever be.
Charli moaned and encouraged him with her hands. He waited. She held his head as he seemed to be stalling. Why couldn't he see that she was ready for breeding? Still he pursued more foreplay until Charli was out of patience.
"Oh, god, FUCK ME NOW."
That was what he was waiting for. He moved is cock to the opening of her vagina and circled in the wet spot. She mewed and bucked her hips waiting for his penetration. He dawdled more, circling and lubing himself. She was pissed now. She was ready for his black cock and he was playing games.
"God damn it Lucas, Fuck Me. Give me that big cock. Fuck my pussy."
Lucas thought that if it had been her husband about to fuck her, he could have jumped right in. However, being experienced as he was, he knew that this was going to take time. And the longer it took the more receptive she would be. She was beyond begging for cock now. Now, she was pursuing it. The primitive urges were coursing through her veins. No more proper white housewife. She was a tigress now; impatient to conquer his cock. Shortly she would be wondering why she subjected herself to such pain. And then once he crossed that border, she would experience the most pleasure she had ever had.
Stan was trying not to look at the clock anymore. Still, each time he involuntarily glanced that way, it seemed frozen. Was she having second thoughts also? Could Lucas go through with it? What if they were just talking and deciding not to do this to Stan. Surely his wife would think better of it before she allowed Lucas to fuck her. Even if he did fuck her, would he pull out? What if her birth control failed? Oh, god, he thought that would be intolerable to try to decide what to do with the embryo if she did get pregnant.
