It was lunch time when the phone rang. The caller ID showed it was from out of area. Normally I never answer a call like that but my hand suddenly picked it up. In a quiet voice came, "you don't know me, I work with your wife and I'm calling to inform you that she has been cheating on you."
"Who is this I asked."
"I can't tell you, but they meet for lunch at a hotel not far from work every Monday."
"Is this some kind of sick joke" I shouted.
"Hardly came the reply, if you don't believe me go see for yourself. They take separate cars, oh and the guy is black, light skinned with a shaved head about 6'5" around 220 pounds."
With that the phone went silent. Well it was too late to drive over there today, I would have to wait until next week. I had lost my appetite, I felt a sickness and tightening in my stomach. How could she do this to me I thought. Vicky and I had been married going on ten years now. I thought we had a sound relationship, and adequate sex life, though we didn't do it as often as we used to. We were getting older. I was close to retirement and she had ten years to go. She kept herself in good shape. At 5' 2" Vicky's body was showing signs of age but still turned most men on. Her blue eyes, amber hair and ample rack, along with shapely legs and nice little ass surely had guys hitting on her at work.
We had both been married several times and had admitted to having sex with numerous partners in our past. Somehow I didn't see her as someone who had been loose with giving her pussy away, though she claimed to have done it with a dozen guys. Suddenly I realized, it was my fault. I was the one that got her into watching porn movies. Sometimes we would act out scenes that had turned us on. She was amazed at how big the stars cocks were, especially the black ones. When asked if she thought she could handle one, or would like to try one, the answer was always the same, yuk no way. A typical response from 99 percent of white women. What a lie. Given the right conditions, circumstances, and physical attraction the majority will try it once. Why, because women are inquisitive by nature. I should never have bought that big black dildo either. She loved the fullness her pussy felt when it was all the way to the balls.
I needed to calm down before she got home from work, but my mind was working overtime. Visions of her sucking and then bucking on some big black stud raced through my head. My heart was pounding faster than the pounding she was taking on her hands and knees, as scene after scene played out in living color. A thick black cock slicing into her hot little pussy from every conceivable position. Her moaning in utter delight, and screaming out things like; give it to me, pound me with that black cock of yours, I want your cum, I want to taste your cum. Damn, the mind can paint some vivid pictures. I had to get control of myself, I was starting to get a hard on, as mad as I was, can this be normal? I remember reading something about this years ago. The majority of men had fantasies of their wife being fucked by someone else while they secretly watched. The ringing of the phone separated me from my thoughts, a familiar number appeared. I decided to let the answering machine take it. "Hi honey, I'm going to be a little late getting home tonight so thought you should know, I love you." Damn I thought, you're good. You just finished getting pummeled and stretched but you love me?
I decided to take a ride and check out the hotel. There was only one close to her work, the Glory Hole, how fitting I thought. I had a picture of her in my wallet which I showed to the desk clerk. "Do you know this woman I asked?" "No came the reply, but she has been meeting some guy in here for the last several months on Monday. He rents the same room in advance every week. They come in around noon get the key and disappear. They check out around 5 o'clock, except for today, you just missed them. His name is Marcus and he always takes room 11 down the hall at the back of the building."
"Do you mind if I have a look at the room, I want to rent it next Sunday." My hands shook as I tried to guide the key into the lock while visions of my wife clenching a huge black cock had no problem finding the target. The bed had been torn up, several towels littered the floor. Upon closer inspection the bed was soaked in their love juices as were both pillows. The closet offered a perfect view of the bed I thought. I would place the video camera there next Sunday. I'd slip the desk clerk a fifty, to turn it on prior to their arrival. If I was going to file for a divorce I wanted proof.
Vicky arrived home about ten minutes later than usual. She seemed to look fine except she was a little pale looking and her hair didn't look right. "Rough day at work I mumbled."
"Oh God, was it a long hard day, I thought it would never end. I'm beat, and wore out, I'll be in bed early tonight."
Well I thought, at least she wasn't lying completely. She had a long hard black cock and I'm sure she's worn out and beat. I thought I'd join her in the shower to see if I could finger fuck her. I wanted to see just how much that hot little pussy had gotten stretched. She would have no part of it but agreed to blow me right there in the shower. Her mouth was hungry and my dick was no doubt an appetizer compared to what had filled it a few hours ago. The thought made me harder and my cum shot down her throat like a bullet leaving a rifle barrel.
"Ummm, you almost drowned me, she moaned."
The rest of the week crept slowly by as my subconscious mind replayed the same scenes over and over. Her on top riding a long, thick, black cock. Or being hammered from behind, his big black balls spanking her clit as she screamed; do me harder, deeper, deeper, faster, yeah just like that, ohhhhhh I'm cumming.
The weekend arrived, Saturday night was our night to get down and dirty. I put on some music and we hopped into bed. I was rock hard with the first kiss as her hand fondled my balls and stroked my dick. My finger found it's way to her honey hole. I found it tight and dry so I applied some slip and slide and easily inserted three fingers. Hmm I thought, it used to take a while to work up to three fingers, that black cock had definitely left it's mark. I did the best I could do but it seemed as if she just wasn't into it. She played like she had a small orgasm so as to satisfy me and finished me off with a awesome blow job.
Sunday I made an excuse to go to town for some more wine and swung by the Glory Hole. The desk clerk had time to think it over and upped the price on me to a hundred bucks. I gave him the video camera along with instructions. I asked him to hold on to it until Tuesday morning.
