It was raining buckets and it was dark out. Traffic on the road was heavy and the rain soaked roadway made travel slow.
My wife of 5 years, Denise and I were heading home from a friends wedding in the Poconos to NYC where we lived in the suburbs in a condo.
It was getting late and I was beginning to wonder about the wisdom of driving in the dark in the rain after such a long day. We should have stayed the night, but wanted to get home so we could have a day off before the start of the work week.
She must have sensed my concern, because she turned to me and said maybe we should get off the road and get a room someplace. I agreed and we both started looking for a place to stay. It turned out there was a small place one exit up the road from where we were so with a plan in place we were off. It would take about another 20 minutes to get there and during that time, I began to think that I'd get her in the room, get in bed and fuck my beautiful wife.
A bit about today is in order first.
We were at the wedding, She may have had a few cocktails in her but she wasn't drunk. Denise is a beauty with long thick dark hair. Tall with great legs and the finest full ass a man could want, she turns heads wherever she goes. Today was no different.
My wife has a secret desire to be taken by a black man. It's in the way her looks linger on black men, or subtle comments over the years. Once watching porn together an interracial scene with a dark haired beauty like my wife came on. His huge cock pounded the white girl like she was a rag doll. My wife was engrossed in the scene and watching in bed, her arousal was obvious. She mentioned how big he was and I told her that it really was true about black men having such big cocks. It was not a myth. Secretly I wanted to encourage her burgeoning fantasy so validating her comment was the best way.
Over the years her comments increased about black men and it became a thing we shared often during our sex play. She is kind of submissive and she admitted her desire to be just taken and fucked by a huge black cock. Whenever I was alone and had to take matters into my own hands, it was a picture of her being fucked stupid by a big black cock that made me cum the quickest. I knew that if the opportunity ever presented itself, I would try to make this a reality.
Well the weather was getting worse and the traffic was slowing to a standstill. I could see the exit with the hotel lights in sigh. Traffic came to a complete stop. I strained to see what the problem was but couldn't get a good look.
We waited about 15 minutes, with the engine running and I noticed that we were running low on gas as well. Great.
Shortly after a state trooper car rolled slowly down the shoulder and with his window down signaled for us to open ours.
"Hey folks, there's been a mud slide ahead. Roads closed. Don't think anyone is going anywhere until morning.
Fabulous. All I needed was a 30 more feet and I would be off the exit.
When the trooper pulled away, I decided to go for the shoulder and head to the exit.
I pulled onto the shoulder and began driving to the exit when the car suddenly slid on the mud and into the grass on the side of the road. We weren't going anywhere now without a tow truck.
"Fuck", I yelled.
"What do we do now?" She asked.
"We either stay here all night, or we beat feet for that hotel. What so you say?" I asked
"I agree. Let's go"
So we bolted out of the car, leaving all our stuff in the trunk of the car. We didn't need anything anyway and we ran for the hotel.
Well it was really pouring so but the time we got inside, we were soaked and chilled to the bone. I walked up to the front desk and asked for a room,
"Sorry fella, but this here man got the last one", said the night clerk.
He was referring to a very tall, very large, very handsome black man who was equally as soaked as we were. He obviously had the same idea as us, but got here first. Our disappointment was evident as was our quandary as what to do next. We had no room and couldn't very well go back to the car either.
He sensed our dilemma and surprised us by offering us his room.
"We couldn't possibly take your room", my wife said. "You'd be left out here with nowhere to go either."
"It's OK. I couldn't sleep knowing that I made a pretty lady like you and your husband be turned away in this weather."
He handed her the key to the room and told the clerk to give us the room instead. I was doing the registration while Denise continued the conversation with him. His name was Richard and she continued to tell him how grateful we were for the room. She was also flushed. She was attracted to him. I knew right then that if I played this right, he would have her tonight right in front of me.
All done with the paperwork and ready to head to the room, the three of us stood awkwardly for a moment. Breaking the pregnant pause, I volunteered, "Hey, we can't leave you out in the cold like this. Not when you showed us such kindness."
My wife was looking at me expectantly. I think she wanted to say what I was going to say and she was clearly hoping I was going to offer him this.
"Why don't you share the room with us?" I offered.
There it was.
I just offered a strange and very studly black man a chance to stay in a hotel room with my wife. The first step towards being cuckolded was in place and from the look on my wife's face she was not upset. Scared? Maybe. Aroused? Probably. Confused? Definitely.
"Dude, I couldn't" he said not very convincingly.
"Sure you could. Hey, it's raining like hell, no traffic is going anywhere and it's cold. It's the least we could do for you and we are all adults here!" That last comment having multiple meanings.
"Let's get in the room and get warm", I finished. "What do you say?"
"Well, what do you say Denise? Are you OK with this?"
Nervously she answered him that of course she was fine with it. It was the right thing to do.
So off we all went to room 102 just down the hall. I opened the door and we all stepped inside. That's when it hit us. There was only one King size bed! Then it also hit us. We were all soaked to the bone and none of us had any luggage. So the only clothes we had were soaked and had to come off. We had to warm up and the clothes had to dry,
We came up with the only solution possible. Denise and I would go into the bathroom, disrobe and then wrap ourselves in towels and get into bed. Then it would be Richards turn, though he insisted on sleeping on a chair in the corner.
Denise and I were in the bath room undressing as the water in the shower warmed up. I was already stiff from the thoughts of our situation, but seeing her perfect body naked with her thick patch of dark pubic hair made my cock pulse even more.
We climbed in the shower absorbing the heat from the water, steaming up the room. Holding her close, I rubbed my hard cock against her womanhood humping at my wife and kissed her.
"What are you doing? We can't do this. Richard is in the next room", she protested.
I cupped her ass and slid my cock between her legs sliding it back and forth across her slit and said, OK - you win and stopped trying to get a quick fuck out of her. Instead I left her aroused and confused. Why did I stop? Why did I get her all worked up when we wouldn't be able to finish what I started once in the next room.
I left the water on assuming Richard would want to jump right in.
"Cmon. It's his turn", I said.
