Note: I collaborated with my husband on this story...hope you like it.💋
I've been married to my wife, Gina, for almost seven years now, first marriage for me, third for her. She is from the Philippines and came to California on a fiancée visa in 2001 when she was in her early 20s. Her husband was quite a bit older than her, and the marriage didn't last very long. Recently, I became aware she was having a workplace romance with a black co-worker named Tim. I knew about the two of them for several months after I heard them together on an accidental cell phone call that came to the house.
At first, I said nothing...to be honest, listening to her and him fucking was probably one of my biggest turn ons ever. I knew Tim from meeting him at the restaurant Christmas party. I thought he was good people, and I always knew when the two of them had been together on an afterwork tryst because she would come home in need of more. She would wash, then come to bed naked and initiate sex with a blow job. Fucking her after he finished with her was the best.
One night after we had finished fucking I asked her straight up, "Are you and Tim having an affair?"
At first she denied it, but when confronted with the cell phone call and my other suspicions, she admitted they were involved. She assured me it was just sex; that she was happy with me and that Tim, while not very happy in his marriage, had four young children and was not about to leave his wife.
She was concerned about our marriage, and I assured her that she was free to continue her relationship with Tim as long as she could be discreet. I then asked her about her interest in black men as she had never said much about them. She then shared the following story with me.
In 2008 she was married to her second husband, a naval officer who was assigned to a ship in San Diego. One evening she was out with him and several other couples at the Admiral Kidd Officers' Club and recognized a friend of hers from the Philippines, Rosie. She had a short visit with Rosie, exchanged contact information, and they agreed to get together.
A couple weeks later when her husband was out to sea, Gina met Rosie for lunch in the GasLamp District. Rosie was also married to a Navy guy, and he was currently deployed to the western Pacific. Rosie confided in Gina that she was seeing a black Marine while her husband was gone. She invited Gina to a party her boyfriend and the guys in his platoon were having the following Friday at one of the Camp Pendleton beach bungalows.
Gina was non-committal at first, but as Friday drew near, she called Rosie and the two agreed to drive together to the party.
As it was summer, Gina wore white tennis shorts, sandals, and a bare midriff t-shirt. Rosie was waiting for her in front of her apartment in Navy housing, and the two drove up the I-5, following the directions Rosie's boyfriend, Reggie, had provided.
By the time they arrived, the party was in full swing. Most of those in attendance were black guys, Marines from Reggie's company. There were three other women, one black, and two white, who were dancing to hip hop. Reggie was the duty bartender, and when the girls came in he made them each a frozen strawberry daiquiri.
Gina quickly finished hers, had another, and was soon dancing with a couple of the guys to a medley of Lil' Kim's rap music...a first for her, but she quickly mastered the movements.
It wasn't long before the others took and interest in Gina, and she accommodated anyone who wanted a dance. Meanwhile, the daiquiris kept coming, and she was becoming quite intoxicated.
The music changed from hip hop to old Temptations songs, and Reggie's staff sergeant, John, took her hand and led her to the floor. He held her close as they moved to "How I Wish It would Rain," and Gina could feel him getting hard.
Gina is very petite, only about 4'11", and 105 lbs, and she said John wasn't very tall himself, 5'4" and maybe a muscular 160 lbs. She wrapped both arms around his neck, and pressed herself against his erection. He responded by grasping her ass with his left hand while running the right under her t-shirt and up and down her back. When the song finished, John whispered, "I think it's time we get to know each other better."
Gina just nodded, and followed him to one of the bedrooms.
John lifted her t-shirt up over her head and unhooked her bra which fell to the floor. Gina unbuttoned her shorts, kicked off her sandals, and laid down on the bed, opening her legs wide for him.
John took a moment to admire her, "Goddamn, look at those nice titties, them nipples are like Hershey Kisses, all tight and perky. Gina responded by putting her hand in her panties and played with her sex, "Wanna see more?"
