Brian, Life as a Mormon - Interracial - A Couple Hundred Black Men
Note: The first few paragraphs repeat from the first story to set this one.
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My new bride stayed in the apartment while I went through basic training and the classes that followed. My first base was Nellis so Vegas would be nearby. We got on base married housing. She brought her car.
Things were great, but women being women, Allie started wondering about her choices. I made some friends with single guys in my unit. Allie loved to cook and would like me to bring some homesick guys around or a meal. Having horny Airmen in the house led to some lively banter. She would work them up and let them down. The general air was that she would fuck them, but didn't. Everybody went home with a hardon from the mild cock teasing that went on. All wanted to come back.
"You love your new role, don't you?" I asked my wife.
"New role?"
"Yeah, cock teaser!"
"Oh now, you think your little bride is a cock teaser?"
"Well, maybe you don't mean to be, but you're awfully good at it."
"Really? Do you think they want to fuck me?"
She gave me a pouty, teasing look and rubbed her hand up her pussy and across her tits.
"Then maybe you need to fuck me in case one of them comes back."
I had been fucking her every morning, sending her off to her job with a cunt load of seed. Then usually twice at night. It wasn't like she needed fucking. Somehow with her teasing the topic of discussion I was rock hard. I know women cheat just from my own family. Hell, I fucked my Mom the weekend I married Allie.
We kind of let it simmer. The meals continued as did the teasing. Allie got to wearing looser tops and no bra. Everyone got a look at a bare tit. Then she'd fuck the hell out of me when they left.
Change always comes ...
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I had an Airman in my group from North Carolina. His wife had decided to stay home with her work and friends while he was in Las Vegas. She said it would be too hot. I never met her, but the Airman was a nice kid. One Friday morning he asked for the day off. He had tears in his eyes. I got it out of him that he had opened a letter from his wife the night before.
"Dear Roland, Since you've been gone I've been fucking other guys. I'll keep fucking around on you. One of them has a particularly large cock. I'm filing for divorce. Please don't fight me on this."
He handed me the letter.
"Jesus, man. I'm sorry. It's a hard lesson. Women like fucking around. They love a new cock in them."
"I don't know what to do."
He started crying in my office.
"Look. Let her divorce you. You don't want her now that she is fucking other guys. Stick out the day and come over to the house tonight. My wife makes a mean meatloaf." I assured him.
Fridays and weekends were usually ours, When I called Allie she seemed open to the company. We hadn't had anyone over during the week and I think she missed the attention from her teasing.
I didn't tell her that Roland was black. I never gave it any thought. We'd had black Airmen over before. This time it kind of struck her. Maybe one of those times the heavens aligned, so to speak.
Allie seemed a little off guard. She had changed from her office work outfit just a few minutes before Roland arrived. As been her custom she was subtly dressed to flirt and tease. Her whole expression showed approval as our black guest acted like he had suddenly forgotten about his unfaithful wife back in North Carolina.
Allie is five foot one and Roland looked six three, six four. So, there was that. They froze with their eyes all over each other. I hadn't really noticed it on the job, but him standing there with my wife the difference in size and height was incredible. Allie wasn't bothered by it a bit after the initial shock with her going into instant flirt mode. She had been flirty with everyone that came to the house, even the black ones.
We went to the living room where I had just set a bottle of wine, cheap wine, and three glasses on the sofa table.
"The meatloaf just went into the oven, so it will be a little while before we can eat. We can sit and talk."
I could see a change in my wife. Flirting had gotten pretty bold in the past. This seemed a little more focused. Roland was eating it up. I could imagine a little puddle in Allie's panties. She wiggled in my recliner while Roland and I sat on the love seat. I could look over and see Roland's hardon pressing down is pant leg. Allie hadn't taken her eyes off it since we had sat down.
"My husband tells me you are having a bad week."
Shit! Why would she lead with that? I wanted a night for Roland to relax and take his mind off his wife dumping him and that was the first thing my wife brought up.
Roland didn't have much to say. He really didn't know much except his wife must be fucking a lot of guys. It was her idea not to come the Nellis. She said she got lonely and started dating. Married, but dating. What a novel idea.
"Sorry, Roland. Why don't you come check on the meatloaf with me."
I could hear them laughing in the kitchen. I leaned up to see and everything seemed alright. They just hit it off surprisingly fast. I could understand Roland dealing with his problems, but what the fuck was my wife up to?
When they came back Roland sat back down on his end of the loveseat, but what the hell? Allie sat down between us and the stood to reach for the remote. This put her ass right towards our faces and Allie seemed to angle her butt more towards our guest. And, shit! Allie's round ass showcased her chubby little camel toe cunt. Her pants were into her slit enough to outline her married pussy. It got me hard and I couldn't get a good look at Roland.
Allie flipped the channels between game shows and the news until she settled on a chick flick movie on a cable channel. As busty chick in a fancy car was kissing the man behind the wheel. Music played on the radio.
"Damn! That was me and Chekenta's favorite song. We would dance to that for hours."
"Sorry, let me change to something else."
"No, leave it. I'm not going to let her ruin it for me."