The following is a true, or as near to the truth account of the real life events that occurred during the past year to my wife and I, basically chronicling what happened leading up to and during the time that she took a black man as her lover, all with my approval.
Firstly, about ourselves, my name is David, I am a 39 year old computer programmer, I am just an average type of person really, 5'9 relatively fit, and not too bad looking I guess, my wife is called Lindsey, she is 32 years old and a slim brunette, she is around 5'3 and a size 8, she exercises pretty regularly and makes great efforts to always look her best, she is proud of her looks and is really very pretty, her hair is cut into a fashionable bob and she has gorgeous blue eyes.
Lindsey could be described as being quite feline and moves with an easy grace, her legs are long and shapely, topped off with the tidiest bottom, she thinks that her breasts are too small, which being a 32b, they could be described as such, but, they are perfectly in proportion to the rest of her body.
We live in a town in the South West of England and have been happily and content in our 9 year marriage, we have yet to have children, but it is something we have discussed for the future. We met at my last place of employment; we went out together for a year before getting engaged and setting up home together prior to getting married. We have both moved on from where we worked and work now in completely different fields to each other.
Our sex life has always been good, we have certainly enjoyed each other and things are by no means stale.
We enjoy all the normal things that couples do, oral sex, various positions, but nothing weird, we have tried to do it anally in the past, usually if she has been really tipsy after a night out or something, but it has always been unsuccessful, she has always said it hurts and I obviously respected her wishes.
Lindsey also loves to dress up and has an extensive range of fine underwear; it is a penchant of hers and one that I actively encourage, as the site of her dressed up sexily always gets me going.
At no time, ever, prior to the events that have happened, has she ever been, or intimated that she would ever be unfaithful, she just did not seem the type, always loyal and proper, never a flirt or someone whom I would have any doubts about trusting, so basically, I was very lucky to have her as my wife.
Last summer, we arranged to go on our annual summer holiday, we have been to many places around the world together; we both share a love of travel, visiting new places. India was a favourite destination of ours.
The Caribbean island of St Lucia and Barbados we always enjoyed, but on this occasion, we fancied somewhere in the Mediterranean, preferably one of the Greek islands.
After pouring over the brochures we decided that we would choose the Island of Crete, beautiful beaches, lots of interesting and historical places to visit, eating Al Fresco alongside the blue waters of the Med each evening and good nightlife that we could sample if it took our fancy.
The holiday was booked for the start of August for two week duration and a sense of excitement was building in the time running up to our departure. Lindsey as usual, took care of all the packing, her summer wear consisting of floaty items that I cannot even begin to describe and her cutesy two piece bathing costumes, and all the other items that women take, as I am sure most men and I am one, are amazed with the amount of clothes that they take on holiday, especially when lugging the suitcase down the stairs!
The flight out was uneventful, the normal boring rigmarole that the modern traveller has to endure in the over inflated security conscious world that we must now all endure.
We were not staying in the usual package holiday resorts, I had managed to find a bargain online, after much research I found a 5 star resort on the outskirts of XXXXXX, I won't mention the name, but it was very beautiful, our room had a terrace overlooking the pool area and the sound of running water from the various water features made for a relaxing atmosphere.
The room itself was very spacious, well appointed with all the modern amenities that you would expect from a 5 star establishment, the large tiles on the floor offering a cool respite from the heat outside. Lindsey was delighted with the place.
The first few days we just relaxed and settled into our surroundings, relaxing by the pool, drinking a few beers and reading, it was just nice to unwind from everyday life, leave all of our work worries behind and just soak up some sun.
In the evenings, we would stroll into town for a bite to eat and a bottle of wine, then leisurely make our way back to the hotel via a few nice bars, then make love.
Lindsey by this time was getting a glorious tan.
She has a lovely sun-kissed glow, that makes her eyes seem to be even more vivid blue, I could see that she was drawing appreciative glances from other men when she was sunbathing around the pool.
That is something I am used to as she is very attractive, her bikinis although small were not revealing, as she is not the type to flaunt herself, but her toned body glistening with sun oil really is a sight to see, her toned bum in her little swimsuit is a marvellous thing.
As an aside, one afternoon, she had on a white bikini with strings at the side, after a swim she got out of the pool, as she walked passed two of the barmen nudged each other and inclined towards each other with their heads, one even blowing his cheeks out in appreciation.
As Lindsey walked toward me, I could see what the barmen were looking at, due to the fact that she was now quite tanned, and the costume was white and wet, you could pretty much see everything that there was to see, the outline of her trimmed mound and her buttocks were on plain view, she didn't realise this and I never told her as she would have been mortified. Nonetheless I enjoyed the moment.
The holiday was passing too fast, we did lots of sightseeing and went on numerous day trips to see various parts of the beautiful islands, small quaint fishing villages off the tourist trail and some terrific museums of antiquity.
All too soon the end of the holiday approached, we had had a fantastic time, on our last night, we decided to have a meal and then stay in the town and have a few drinks, maybe even go to a club, of which there were an abundance of choices.
Lindsey was wearing a purple all in one dress and those roman type sandals that girls like to wear in the summer, her hair was glossy and she looked pretty damned good, the dress itself was quite tight and finished about halfway above her knees, showing her lovely legs, she had on a tiny lace G string so no panty line was visible.
She got a few wolf whistles from a few groups of younger drunken guys as we walked into the town after our meal, but she just ignored the morons as I did.
We hit a few bars and downed some nice cold beers and chatted to another few people that we knew from our hotel.
The guy I was talking to informed that it was really busy as there was an American warship in the port that was heading down to the Middle East for a deployment.
I then started to notice around me lots of American accents; we had a few cocktails in another bar and then decided to head to a club in the heart of town.
We were both quite tipsy by this stage and as we walked I had my hand on Lindsey's bum, at home she usually wouldn't have allowed this, but since we were on holiday, she was very relaxed and giggly.
The club that we found had a huge pink neon sign outside and there was some really deep base tones coming from inside so we decided on that one, as we entered it was quite dark inside, my eyes took a few minutes to adjust from the neon glare outside.
It was very busy and the dance-floor was pretty full, the music was good and we made our way to the bar.
