It was late by the time Barb arrived at Drew's. Barb tried the door and there was no answer. Barb didn't know what to think or do.Things were moving very fast and Barb really needed some kind of reassurance from Drew that everything would be fine. Confused she returned to the apartment and lit her computer. Checking her e-mails she discovered one sent from Drew that day.
Barb sorry I haven't been able to call. Had to go to big D on business. Call you tomorrow.
I Love You
Drew
Barb felt as if a thousand pounds had been lifted off her chest. While Barb knew the marriage was in a shambles at least her relationship with Drew seemed intact. Barb had been sure that the threesome with Brad had left Drew feeling like Barb was nothing but a cheap slut. The note was the reassurance to the contrary.
Barb called me that night several times at home and on my cell. Angry I refused to answer my cell phone. Neither one of us were doing a very good job at communicating during all of this. Things would get worse before they got better.
The next morning Barb went to work. As usual Barb was buried with assignments. Barb knew she had to do something about her marriage and us, but she seemed paralyzed. Certainly it was much easier not to talk about it and my refusal to answer her calls only made things worse. Late that morning Drew called and made a date with Barb for lunch. Drew picked her up in front of the administration building at noon.
That very morning I drove from the hotel back home. Early, I expected to find Barb home, she was gone. I didn't know she had left home the previous evening . I got dressed and went to work. About mid-morning I started feeling guilty about not taking Barb's calls. So I decided rather than phone Barb, just to drive out and see her in person.
An hour and a half later I pulled up to Barb's office just in time to see her get in the car with a black man. I really didn't think much about it, figuring it was business related. I didn't want to interfere and so I followed for a short distance and was about to turn around and wait for Barb's return at the office. The black man caught the light in front of me and stopped, when I saw Barb lean over and rap her arms around the guy and kiss him on the cheek. What the fuck, I couldn't believe my eye's. The light changed and I followed.
Barb and the black man drove up to a nice home. The garage door opened and then closed behind them. I was stunned. I parked in front of the house and tried to compose myself. My mind was racing with all the possible reasons my wife had entered this house with this man. Hoping beyond reason that there was a reasonable explanation for what was going on, I decided to walk up and knock on the door.
I was about to ring the bell, when I looked through the side window and saw my wife in the stranger's arms kissing. Breaking the kiss I saw them exit to the back yard, were I lost sight of them. Strange as it may sound my anger was suddenly displaced by curiosity. With butterflies in my stomach I made my way around to the side of the house. Presented with a cedar gate I tried the latch and found it open. Quietly I walked along the side of the house until I was in position to peak around the corner. My heart was pounding. At that moment I really didn't have a plan. Strange as it may seem, attacking the guy never entered my mind.
I stopped and peeked around the corner, at the back of the house. There was Barb sitting on the edge of a lounge chair by the side of the pool. Barb was unbuttoning the guys pants. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was less than twenty feet away when she slid his pants and boxer shorts down exposing his cock.
Barb took the big black shaft in her left hand and cupped his balls with her right. Then looking up at him Barb tongued the underside of his cock. I know I should have been angry, that I should have jumped out of my hiding place and defended my honor, but I didn't. I was witnessing the most erotic scene in my life. Clutching my dick through my pants, all I could do was watch and listen.
Barb paused as she licked his cock. "God your cock is like an addiction for me. I love pleasing you."
"Well don't stop then, cause I love what your doing. Look how hard you have my cock."
Barb admired her handy work momentarily and licked a drop of pre-cum off the slit of the black man's cock. "You like white women to suck your cock, don't you?"
"Sure, I like my cock sucked, but my Johnson is an equal opportunity employer. I don't care what color my women are. Now stop talking and finish what you started."
Now it was gin clear, my wife's recent changes in language, sexual preferences, everything. The only question was how long this affair had been going on. I was rapidly approaching orgasm, just watching. Needing relief. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down so that I could masturbate. With my pants at my knee's I began stroking my dick.
Dr. Brad Greenburg looked at the monitor of his computer, marveling at the clarity of the video which was streaming in from the back yard of his house. Fabulous, he thought as he zoomed in on Barb lovingly licking Drew's cock. This was so much better than the commercial porn. Brad'c fat cock ached with hardness. The idea that he could manipulate someone like Barb was almost as exciting as fucking her.
Brad panned around the yard, as he experimented with the new camera. Suddenly something caught his eye on the periphery of the screen. Readjusting the angle and zooming in, Brad couldn't believe his eye's. There I was watching my wife have sex with another man and I was jacking off. Zooming out the camera caught all the action. Brad smiled to himself, wondering how he would use this new piece of leverage.
I, like Barb never noticed the two cameras, at each corner of the property. I was too focused on what was happening before me. Barb was stroking Drew's cock with two hands now, and from the way she picked up speed, I knew she sensed Drew was about to cum. For me it was to much and I came, spurting cum all over the bushes. Backing away from the corner, I cleaned up as well as possible. Zipping up, I looked around the corner in time to see and hear Drew cum.
"Dam baby that is so good. You got my dick so hard, I'm going to drown you."
Barb moaned, as Drew's cock pumped sperm into Barb's mouth. Jet after jet of hot cum hit the Back of Barb's throat. I was stunned. Barb had never provided me with similar treatment. Now she was hungrily devouring this black man's cum.
Barb couldn't help herself, she absolutely loved pleasing this man. Barb couldn't get over how much sperm he had flooded he mouth with. Looking up at Drew she realized she was completely in love with him. Tenderly she squeezed his cock causing more cum to appear on the monstrous head. Then she licked the remaining drops of sperm off Drew's cock, savoring the taste.
Drew began taking his shirt off and told Barb to remove her cloths. I couldn't believe my eye's. This brute was going to fuck my wife.
"Drew I have something to tell you. I hope you won't be angry." Barb said, as she removed her cloths without hesitation.
Kissing her lightly on the lips, Drew answered, "angry no way baby."
"I don't use birth control."
Drew dropped his pants and boxers. Drew's cock was still semi hard and he was now stroking it as he watched Barb remove her cloth's.
"I won't wear a rubber girl, besides isn't it a little late to be telling me this?" Drew sat down on a lounge chair mere feet from were I was watching. Drew watched Barb undress as he stroked his cock.
Stepping out of her panties Barb walked over to were Drew was sitting. "I know I should have said something before, I'm sorry."
"Are you pregnant?"