It was Saturday morning and Mark had gone out to show houses to one of his clients. Faith pulled coffee cups out of the cabinet and put them down on the table.
Rita smiled at her as Faith poured the coffee. "Honey? How did you and Mark become involved in your open marriage?"
Faith laughed as she sat down at the kitchen table next to Rita. "Oh. I guess it was a little boredom after being married for so many years."
Rita sipped her coffee then replied with a smirk. "Well. Dan and I haven't made it that far yet. I think he wanted to lay this little blonde on our honeymoon. I just can't stop him from wanting to bed these young women."
"I think Mark is getting more out of this then I originally did. Mark loves to watch plus he has this fetish I haven't told you about."
"Oh. Really. What sort of fetish has Mark been hiding from me?"
Faith laughed. "I guess I shouldn't be telling on him like this, he'd kill me if he knew we were talking about him. The fact is, Mark loves to hear about my experiences with Hank."
"Does he like to watch?"
"Yeah but he gets embarrassed knowing that Hank is aware that he is watching. The other night when I came home, Mark asked me all about my date with Hank then started to undress me then sniffed around until he smelled Hank on my body."
Rita laughed as she took a bit out of a cookie and sipped her coffee. "Faith! You make your husband sound like such a pervert!"
"Oh. I didn't mean to make it sound that way at all. It's just that Mark hurriedly ripped my panties off while he kept asking me questions about Hank. Mark had his mouth buried in my pussy faster then you can say cheese when he knew I hadn't showered."
Rita laughed. "Dan's only concern is to dip his face into a hot pussy. He couldn't care less about knowing about one of my dates with another man."
Faith sipped her coffee then seriously starred at Rita. "You know, Rita. I've been spending too much time with Hank lately but Mark doesn't seem to mind. In fact, he has encouraged me to go with Hank on his trips to New York. I'm afraid we're moving apart too much and want to spend more time at home with him."
Rita stopped eating her cookie as she starred at Faith. "You've developed feelings for Hank over the past few months, haven't you?"
Faith had a worried expression on her face as she nodded her head in acknowledgment. "It's not that I don't love my husband or care about him. Hank has been very demanding lately and he'd like me to leave Mark and come live with him."
"Oh. I didn't know that."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about Hank. He told me a few weeks ago how much he loves me and wants me to have his baby. Rita! I lied to Hank when I said I was off birth control. He wants to have children soon and I feel really bad about deceiving him."
"Can't you just be honest with him?"
Faith sighed. "Rita. I didn't know this was going to be so complicated when I got involved with Hank. I figured I could just turn it off like a faucet anytime I pleased."
Rita just starred for a moment. "You're in love with Hank?"
Faith appeared rattled as she slid the cup across the table. "Rita. I'm in love with two men."
"Don't you think your husband should come first?"
"Yes. I'm afraid that if I tell Hank the truth that he'll want to stop seeing me."
"Does Mark know any of this?"
"I told Mark everything."
Rita walked across the kitchen floor as she sipped her coffee then turned and asked. "How does it feel having a black man with such a huge cock inside you and knowing that he could make you pregnant at any time if you desired? I get a rush just thinking about it!"
Faith stood and walked toward Rita and took hold of her arm near her elbow. "I take it that you never had a black man before?"
"No!"
Faith walked across the kitchen floor and opened a drawer and pulled out a photo album and brought it to the table and opened the first page to show Rita pictures of Hank in weight lifting competition.
"Wow! I remember Hank having muscles but don't remember seeing him like this!"