Down the Rabbit Hole

*Author's Note: This story contains a variety of kinky themes such as Interracial sex, toys, hotwifing, cuckolding, voyeurism, exhibitionism, group sex, swinging, cheating, friendship and romance. Okay, maybe the last two aren't that kinky, but be warned if you're not into the rest, this story may not be to your liking. For those that like some chocolate in their coffee, I hope you enjoy.

Part Two of Three -- 'Breaking up is hard to do.'

As we both crawl out of bed on Saturday morning, I head for the kitchen to make us both a cup of coffee. Kirsty joins me shortly after and begins making us some breakfast. As we both sit down at our dining table to eat, I can't help but look at my wife and remember last night, I've probably got a silly grin across my face right now.

"Zach, can we talk about last night? I know we both had fun, but we need to think about what happens from here."

"I thought we decided that last night. That we'd have Isiah over on Saturday nights from now on."

"Yeah, we did. But that's not what I'm talking about. I need to make sure that you still want this, that you're not just saying that to please me, but that you really mean it."

"Kirsty, if I didn't want this too, I'd tell you."

"I know, but it's just hard for me to get my head around the fact that you want me to do this, that you're okay with all this. I know you said it's your fantasy to watch me with another guy, but maybe doing it for real can be a whole lot different."

"You're right. Seeing you with him, enjoying yourself like that, it didn't just bring out my excitement, there's a little bit of fear mixed in if I'm being honest. In the moment it's easy to ignore that, but I'd be lying if I told you I don't worry about it."

"What are you worried about? That I'll like the sex too much? Or that I'll like Isiah too much?"

"Well, one probably leads into the other. I guess I'm worried that sooner or later you might decide that you can't do without him, but that maybe you can do without me."

"Zach, that's never going to happen. I don't care how good in bed Isiah is, how much I might enjoy fucking him, he will never be you. You're so much more to me than just how good you are in bed. But I figured you might worry about me and him, about us having feelings for each other."

"Do you already have feelings for him?"

"Yes, but not how you might think. I do find him extremely sexy; I love dancing with him, and the sex has been better than I ever imagined it'd be. And while I like being with him, I don't have the same type of emotional bond with him like I have with you. So, I guess my feelings for him are much more physical, or sexual. Emotionally I think we're more just friends than anything else. I hope that makes sense."

"I think so. As long as you're able to keep it that way, and to tell me if anything changes."

"Nothing will change, but I promise I'll talk with you if I start feeling anything more for him than just being friends."

I nod back at Kirsty as we continue to eat our breakfast.

"So, apart from that, are you happy with what we did last night? No regrets?" Kirsty asks me again.

"None. You were fulfilling my biggest fantasy, and I can't believe how turned on I got watching you. It was the easily the sexiest night I've ever had."

"Well, I aim to please." Kirsty responds with a chuckle.

"How about you? Did last night fulfill any of your fantasies?" I ask in return.

"It did, in a big way."

"A big way, huh? I'm assuming 'big' is what your fantasy is about then."

"Yeah, kinda. I wouldn't dare tell you that before all this. I couldn't imagine how I would ever explain to you that my deepest darkest fantasy is to get pounded really hard like a slut by a handsome muscular guy that's really hung, I didn't think that'd be something you'd ever want to hear from your own wife."

"Especially as I'm nowhere near being muscular or hung. Maybe I'm a little handsome though." I chuckle with my response.

"Please don't take it the wrong way, Zach. I'm not lying when I say that I really do love having sex with you, honestly, I really do. It was just my fantasy, that's all."

"Yeah, I know. And I love the sex we have as well but watching you get pounded by some hung stud, well, that just raises the bar a little."

"Yeah, it does. So, we're both happy with our new... I'm not even sure what to call this." Kirsty replies with a laugh.

"Dynamic? Yeah, I'm happy with it too. By the way, is the fact that Isiah's black, does that feed into that fantasy of yours too? Was that ever a part of it?"

"Maybe, just a little. Okay, maybe more than a just a little. I don't know why, but every time I fantasized about it, he's always a big strong handsome black guy. Maybe it's because I'd never been with a black guy before, or it's because of the stories you hear or something, I really don't know."

"Is that what you're thinking about when you've been using your dildo recently? That it's been Isiah fucking you instead."

"Yeah, it was. That doesn't bother you, does it?"

"No, it's okay. As long as we both get to live out our fantasies together, I couldn't be happier." I reply as we both go to get changed to start our day.

Kirsty didn't go dancing with Tina on the Friday night, instead we decided to go downtown to a lovely restaurant to spend an evening together, just us. We made love when we got home, it wasn't anywhere near as energetic as the fucking Kirsty got last night, but it was wonderful none the less.

The week passed by, and I found myself saying goodbye to Kirsty as her Uber arrived to take her to the club on Friday night. I'm about to go over my friend's place, and at least I'm not really worrying about what Kirsty might be up to at the club with Isiah anymore. I know what they'll be doing tomorrow night already.

On Saturday night, Isiah arrived at our house at 8pm, and we all chatted while enjoying a drink together before he and Kirsty made their way into our bedroom. I didn't wait anywhere near as long to join them this time, and both Kirsty and I got to live out our fantasies once more. I think this time was even better than the last, we're all so much more relaxed now with what we're doing.

This same pattern has played out over the next five weeks, I feel like we've gotten into a very comfortable groove together. Tina and Trey's wedding is now only a week away, and Kirsty has been spending much more time with Tina during the week to help her organize things.

Tonight's Buck's party is in place of our usual Saturday night meet-up, and as next Saturday is Tina and Trey's wedding, Kirsty will have to go three weeks in between fucking Isiah. I bet she'll be climbing the walls by then.

As the best man, Isiah has organized a few private tables at one of the better strip joints downtown. There's twelve of us guys all getting hammered, with some of the guys having lap dances too, especially Trey, as we're all chipping in for him. I've decided to sit it out from having any lap dances myself, not because I'm too uptight, but mainly because it just doesn't interest me that much.

During the night, I find myself sitting alone at one of the tables with Isiah who's had a few more drinks so far tonight than me. We use this opportunity to chat about our little arrangement.

"Hey Zach, we still cool with Saturday nights? I know you're enjoying those nights, but you can tell me if you have any issues, right. Any questions, anything, really."

"Yeah, I'm good with it all, and you're right, I am enjoying myself. I know Kirsty is too, she can't wait for Saturday nights to roll around."

"You're telling me. When we go out dancing on Friday nights, she damn near fucks me out on the dance floor each time now. She's one hell of a passionate little woman. She's fucking gorgeous too."

"Yeah, she is. I'm happy that she's enjoying herself, so thanks for being a part of it." I respond.

"For sure. What I wouldn't give to have a girl like Kirsty, man, you're the luckiest guy in Austin."

"What do you mean? You get to have her every weekend." I reply while chuckling a little.

"I meant to have as a girlfriend. I'm just saying it'd be great to have someone like her for real, not just for fun."

I look over at Isiah, what is he trying to say to me here?

"Hey, I'm just saying someone like Kirsty, not Kirsty herself. Don't worry, I won't take her from you unless she wants me too. So, you got nothing to worry about." Isiah responds with laughter as he stands up and slaps my back happily, before reaching out to one of the girls and taking her towards the lap dance area of the club.

Isiah's little statement of taking Kirsty from me only if she wants him to, makes me a little uneasy even if he laughed it off. I'm starting to wonder if Isiah has stronger feelings for Kirsty already than he's been letting on. That maybe he really does want her for himself. I shook that thought off as one of the other guys joins me at the table, but in the back of my mind I know I'll have to watch them a little more closely from now on.

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Much of this week has gone like the last, with Kirsty again spending a lot of her time after work with Tina as their wedding day quickly approaches. We're able to enjoy a quiet night at home together on the Friday night as Kirsty has to leave early in the morning to go back to Tina's for wedding day duties. I'll only be joining them later in the day at the wedding itself before we all enjoy drinks, food and dancing at the wedding reception afterwards.

Kirsty is up and gone early in the morning, giving me time to do things around the house that I've been putting off. In the afternoon I arrive at the function center where the wedding and reception are taking place, so I look around for Kirsty to let her know I'm here. I find her in one of the private rooms at the back of the function center, where Tina and her bridesmaids are getting ready.

"Hi Zach, you look dashing." Kirsty states as we greet, and I lean in with a hug and a kiss to her cheek trying not to mess up her lipstick.

"Thanks, you look fantastic too, my god, I wouldn't mind stealing you away for a bit of fun right now." I reply.

"Oh, you little devil. You'll just have to wait until we get home later, so don't go getting too drunk."

"I won't, I drove here anyway, so I can take you home later tonight. Besides, I figured you'll probably be drinking enough champagne for the both of us today."

"Yeah, we've already started with the champagne. This stuff goes straight to my head too."

"Well, take it easy. It's only 3pm, the ceremony's still an hour away."

"I'll try my best. Will you be dancing with me tonight? Just once?"

"I won't be drunk enough for that. Maybe you can ask Isiah to dance with you instead as the best man to your maid of honor. He's your usual dance partner anyway."

"Yeah, okay. Well, you better go, we need to get the last pre-wedding photos done before the ceremony starts. I'll see you again afterwards." Kirsty replies as she hugs me once more before going back into the private room where Tina is.

I mingle with some of the other guests but don't say much, me being my reserved and quiet self means that I usually keep to myself at places like this where I don't really know many people. I haven't seen Trey or Isiah either, I'm assuming they're in another private room like Tina's, getting ready for the wedding too. Finally, the wedding ceremony begins, and I take my seat near the back to watch on.

Trey and Isiah are now standing with the wedding officiant waiting for Tina and Kirsty to join them, then I watch as Tina walks down the aisle with her father with Kirsty in tow. Both Tina and Kirsty look absolutely stunning, and the wedding vows are performed without a hitch.

Before I can talk with Kirsty after the ceremony, she's whisked away with the bridal party for yet more photos outside in the gardens while there's still light. It's almost another hour before Tina and Trey along with Kirsty and Isiah return inside the function hall, ready for the wedding waltz to kick off the reception festivities.

As Tina waltzes with Trey, I can see Kirsty chatting and giggling with Isiah, whispering to each other. They soon join Tina and Trey out on the dance floor, with both couples now the center of attention for all the wedding guests to watch. When Tina and Trey kiss softly, I can see Isiah whispering to Kirsty, before they do likewise. I'm not expecting this public show of affection between them, some guests here know that we're married.

Although we have been enjoying having our private fuck sessions with Isiah each week, I'm a little uneasy with what they're doing right now. I don't want to stand here watching them with other people looking over at me for my reaction, so I make my way to the other end of the hall to get something to eat. I grab a bottle of sparkling water while I'm there, I'm just trying to pass the time right now until their dance is over.

As other couples eventually join them out on the dance floor, I figure it'll probably be another few songs before I'll finally be able to see Kirsty again. So, I take a seat to eat my food, watching people around me enjoying themselves.

Well, it's been more than a few songs now and I've finished my food and drink, so I'm looking back over towards the dance floor and for my wife. I'm betting she's still out there with Isiah.

I can't see too much from where I am, so I venture over closer to where everyone's dancing. I can see Tina dancing with an older man, I think it's her father-in-law. Trey too is waltzing with an older lady that I'm assuming is his mom. There's a lot of people up there, I can't see Kirsty amongst them.

I start to pan around, to look at some of the tables and the other guests to see if I can spot Kirsty chatting away as she likes to do. I still can't find her, so maybe she's in the bathroom right now. Another ten minutes pass and still no Kirsty. I look around this time for Isiah too and realize he's nowhere to be seen either.

Where the fuck are they?

I think about the private rooms at the back of the function hall where the wedding parties were getting ready earlier, but before I can go look, I finally spot Kirsty and Isiah returning from that direction. She appears to be holding his hand, and they look very much like a couple together.

My fears about Kirsty falling for Isiah are starting to resurface once more. Where were they and just what were they doing in private?

As Kirsty sees me, she kisses Isiah on the lips before making her way over to me with a smile on her face while Isiah goes off in search of a drink.

"Hi handsome." Kirsty says as she kisses my cheek and hugs me again.

"Hi Kirsty. Are you all done with wedding duties now?"

"Yep, we're all done. Everything's gone extremely well too. I'm so happy for Tina and Trey."

"Me too. I was just looking for you, I couldn't find you out on the dance floor." I reply.

"What? Do you wanna dance with me? I'll take it if you're offering." Kirsty smiles back.

"No. I was just looking forward to talking with you, I've barely seen you all day."

"Oh. Well, I was just out the back chatting with Isiah. It's been such a hectic day for the both of us."

"Yeah, I saw you holding hands with him when you returned. And what was that kiss during the wedding waltz all about? Did you have to do that in front of everyone? Some people here know that we're married."

Kirsty looks at me for a moment, she's probably trying to gauge my feelings before answering.

"You're right, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let him kiss me out there. Maybe it's the champagne, it seemed like a bit of fun at the time. But yeah, maybe I shouldn't have done that."

"And were you only chatting out back with Isiah, and not doing anything more than that?"

"We may have kissed a little. I'm sorry, Zach. I was getting carried away, it won't happen again, I promise. Now, can we enjoy this night and not argue please? I hate it when you're not happy, I'll make sure we both have a good night for the rest of the evening."

I nod back at my wife, I'm still not feeling good about what they were doing, maybe she's being honest, and they only kissed. Why would she lie anyway? She's fucked him many times before, what would be the point of lying to me now?

I do try to have an enjoyable evening after our little chat, although with most people including Kirsty getting progressively drunker as I'm still sober, deep down I can't wait for the night to be over.

Finally, I walk a staggering Kirsty out to our car, she's asleep before I can even get her home. So, I carry her into the house and lay her down on the bed, as she's still completely out of it. As I carefully undress her out of her bridesmaid's dress, I can see marks on the back of her thighs, there's also some redness on her breasts as well.

Did she really mess around with Isiah at the wedding and then lie to me about it? The only reason I can think of why she would do that is if she has started having real feelings for him.

Kirsty spent most of Sunday recovering from her hangover, I made us some dinner but didn't get much in the way of conversation out of her. She was still hurting a bit too much. We then got back into the normality of our working week, and I realized that I haven't been checking on her toy, to see if she's still using it. I took a photo on Wednesday morning of the position of Kirsty's dildo as I know I'll be working late with scheduled maintenance again tonight.

On Thursday morning I checked her dildo again, and my suspicions were proven right, she's no longer using it. Isiah is giving her what she needs now although it's been almost three weeks since they've fucked. Unless they really did fuck at the wedding on Saturday, I guess.

On Friday night we went to the movies together, and we again made love when we got home. While it's enjoyable, I know I don't get anywhere near the type of sexual response from Kirsty that Isiah does.

Saturday night is again spent with me watching Kirsty getting well fucked through numerous orgasms once more by Isiah. Our ritual has become that we will finish each other off after Isiah and Kirsty are done, usually with me and Kirsty in a sixty-nine position with her on top until we've both cum again.

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Any concerns I have that Kirsty and Isiah might have growing emotional feelings for each other have faded a little as we've slipped back into our weekly routines. It's been just over a month since Tina and Trey got married, and Kirsty and I are enjoying life together, especially our Saturday nights with Isiah.

On Monday afternoon as we both get home from work, Kirsty surprises me with a question.

"Zach, I have a favor to ask you, well, it's actually a favor for Isiah."

"What, does he want to fuck my wife?" I reply while laughing.

"Well, of course he does. But seriously, I want to ask you something and I'd like you to go away and think about it first before giving your answer."

"Okay, what's this about?" I ask.

"Well, the guy that Isiah's been sharing an apartment with has moved out and Isiah can't afford to stay there any longer. He's been looking for another roommate or an apartment to share but hasn't been able to find anything just yet. I've been wondering if he can stay here with us in our second bedroom for a bit until he finds something. It definitely won't be permanent, just short-term until he finds a place to move into."

I look at my wife, this time it's me wondering what she's thinking, how she truly feels about Isiah. Do I really want him to be living here too? Even if it's only short-term.

"Doesn't he have other friends that can put him up? What about family? Why would he want to be here unless he plans on being with you more?"