Her Turn
Chapter One
My name is Jim and my wife's name is Judy. We are in our thirties and have been married for fourteen years. We have no children and live a good lifestyle. We did do some wild sex stuff just for the fun of it. We both work and have money to do whatever we want.
She even once had a girlfriend of hers to join us and to give me the threesome that I always talked about. It was wild and I had a great time, but I'm not here to talk about that night.
One night a friend of mine came over and was beside himself. He had found out his wife had cheated on him. He was mad and talking divorce, so tried to calm him down and told him to work it out. Then then he snapped and screamed out, "She was fucking a black guy!"
Then Judy spoke up, "That shouldn't make a difference in what skin color he is, work it out."
He agreed and when he left, he seemed calmer.
Later that night we were fooling around in bed, when she started to talk about it and say how it wasn't a big deal. So, I said, "I wonder where she met the guy, since there are not really a lot of black men around in our small town."
Then Judy said, "Well, it's not all her fault."
I tilted my head as I looked at her and asked, "Why isn't it?"
"Well, he should have taken care of her needs and understood that's every white woman's fantasy."
"What's that mean?"
"Every white woman thinks about what it would be like to fuck a black guy!"
"Oh, so have you done that?"
"Nope, but it's on my too do list," she said with a wicked grin on her face.
"I didn't know you had that list."
"Well, just like your threesome list?"
I just laughed it off and we got down to some wild fucking that night.
My job is running a big warehouse and handling trucks pulling in and out all day. But about eight months after that night, something happened. A trucker got loaded up, got his bills, and came to me, "Boss, I've got question for you."
"Well, ask away."
"This load doesn't deliver for four days and I'm out of road time. I'll have to shut down and park for ten hours before I can take off, so, can I park in your lot for tonight? I can leave before you open in the morning!"
"Sure, go ahead, but just park way off to the side so you don't block traffic in and out."
So, he thanked me and shook my hand. This driver is well over six feet tall and built like a rock, but he was also a very black male from the South.
He started to leave for his truck, but I laughed and told him, "Maybe I should warn you ..."
He stopped and looked back at me, "What should I know?"
"Well, I had another black truck driver that pulled in here late at night and he told me some white lady knocked on his door," I told him with a chuckle.
He smiled at me, "I don't play with 'Lot Lizards'!"
"The way he talked she wasn't a 'Lot Lizard'. She just wanted to fill her fantasy of fucking a black man."
"Well, if she knocks on my door, she may be sorry."
"Why's that?"
"I've been on the road for four months now and she might get more than she wanted!"
"Damn, you sound dangerous!"
"Hell no! I like sex and would make up for lost time, so she would be around for a while," he said with an evil grin.
I watched him park way off in the outer parking lot. Then I recalled Judy's comments about her to-do list. 'Boy, he is big and she would really get some action from him,' I thought to myself. I went back to work, but kept looking out to see him still parked out there.
On the whole drive home, I kept thinking about him parked there for the night. When I got home, Judy was getting out of the shower from doing yard work. I looked over her naked body and wondered if she could handle that trucker.
She walked over and gave me a big kiss, with a bit of a grind into me, "If you to get naked I can get back in the shower with you."
"Sounds like someone is in a horny mood!"
"After all these years, you should know I'm always ready to go," she said smiling at me. Then she walked off to get dressed and did a slutty walk.