Even though John and Amy's relationship is rolling right along. Every now and then the issue of trust pops into his mind. She is being a model wife and nothing has come up to make him suspicious. The have sex three or four times a week and the sex is good.
One afternoon they are at the mall sitting in Cinnabon waiting for their order. A black guy walks in and places his order. He glances around, makes eye contact with Amy and smiles. John quickly glances at Amy. She returns the black guys smile.
All the old tapes suddenly run through his mind. Is she over her attraction to black men? Seeing another man smile at his wife is nothing new because it happens all the time. She is very attractive and keeps herself up. But now the trust thing is back in his mind. He doesn't say anything because maybe she is just being polite.
He thinks back over all the time since they got back together. She has never placed herself in a position to be tempted. She has stopped going out with the girls. He doesn't know if during the three months they were separated she fucked any black guys or not. He needs to do something to set his mind at ease. Over the next few days he comes up with a plan. He will put her feet to the fire.
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Amy
I'm so happy since we got back together. I'm doing everything I can to make him happy. My aim is to rebuild the trust that I broke. We are having wonderful sex and everything is so good. I love him and he is showing his love to me.
We are walking through the mall. I like showing off my handsome hunk to all the women. Let them eat their hearts out.
We walk into Cinnabon and place our order. We sit and wait. I notice a black man walk in. I watch him. He looks so much like Brian. He makes eye contact with me and smiles. I smile back at him. Fear strikes my heart as my nipples perk up and my pussy twitches. I see John look at me.
'Oh god, no. I thought I was over this black white thing. God help me with this. I don't want to lose my John. Life has been so good since we got back together. I quickly break eye contact. We get our order and leave.
We go home and I fix his favorite meal. I hope he didn't think anything about me smiling at that guy. Everything is fine for the next few days. Wednesday morning while we are having morning coffee. John looks at me.