About 2 years ago I was at a local amusement park with my wife, Megan. I was struck by the sight of this blond making out with a black guy at the edge of the food court. All I could think about that day was imagining them fucking. Later that night in bed I began to wonder if my wife would ever fuck a black man.
I fantasized about a strong Adonis taking Megan into his arms and kissing her passionately. I imagined him slamming a huge cock into her pussy while she screamed in ecstasy.
I knew she would never do it. Megan definitely wasn't a prude but I didn't think she would jump at the chance to break her marriage vows. The only thing I could think of was maybe if I brought a black guy into our lives and she developed feelings for him, she just might just have an affair. Megan being as passionate as she is would be tempted more by her heart than her pussy.
First, let me describe my wife. Megan is a gorgeous natural red head. Her hair is straight and flows to the middle of her back. Megan's ivory white skin, large ass and firm E cup breasts turn a lot of heads. She neatly trims her bush and her nipples are large and very sensitive.
I began going out to lunch with a coworker named Tom once or twice a week. He was a 6 foot 2 handsome, muscular black guy with a shaved hand. I had heard he had several flings around the office and that he had a very large package. Tom had moved to the area 6 months ago for his job and didn't have a strong network of friends yet.
We were both sports fans and we hit it off from the start. We started going to several college football games together and would sometimes grab a beer after work. One day I invited Tom over for dinner where he met Megan. I could tell she was hot for Tom and I caught her stealing several glances throughout the evening. That night she was especially frisky in bed.
"What has gotten into you baby? Did Tom get you all worked up tonight?" I asked.
"No!" Megan quipped.
I let it go because I didn't want to jeopardize the hot sex. Over the next couple months we would all go out to dinner or the movies. I could tell Megan was becoming infatuated with Tom. I knew I had to get them alone so one afternoon I canceled a football game at the last minute because I had an "assignment" at work. I insisted they go to the game together and they had a great time. After a while, Megan and Tom became as good as friends as Tom and I.
After a particularly hot night of sex a couple months ago Megan asked, "Does Tom have a girlfriend? I have never heard him mention one."
"No, he is single and he gets pretty lonely sometimes. You should go out with him on a date or something. It would help his confidence."
"You want me to date Tom? I am your wife," she said sternly.
"All I am saying is it may be fun."
Megan replied, "So you want me to be his girlfriend?"
"All I am saying is it would cheer him up if you went on a couple of dates together."
After a couple days of stewing on the subject Megan agreed to go on a date with him but she felt she wasn't in good enough shape. She starting going to the gym to tone her sexy body. I would help train her to work on her abs and legs. I would sometimes get hard at the gym knowing that I was helping my wife get in shape for another man. I would cook her healthy meals and encourage her. She worked hard over the next 2 months to lose 25 pounds. I took her out to have Megan's bush waxed.
Now that I had Megan on board I met Tom at a local bar to talk.
"Tom, I have a confession. I have long had a fantasy of you fucking my wife."
Tom nearly fell off his chair.
He asked, "Are you sure? I can't believe you are one of those types."
After a half hour on convincing Tom this is what I wanted he agreed that he would try his best to turn my fantasy into a reality.
The first few dates were pretty innocent. They went to dinner and the movies. I bought her shorter and tighter dresses and would leave condoms in her purse. Often, she wouldn't get home until 2 in the morning and she stopped wearing bras. Megan approached me one Sunday morning.
"Honey, we need to talk. I have been dating Tom for over 4 months now and I am feeling a lot of mixed emotions. I don't even remember why I agreed to this. A wife shouldn't date a man unless he is her husband. I thought it would add some harmless kick to our sex life by stirring up some competition between the two of you. I knew how hard you got watching me get ready for my dates. But lately I have started developing a strong attachment to Tom. I think I love him and I want to fuck him."
This was exactly what I wanted to happen. If Megan fell in love with Tom they would have a lengthy affair instead of some one-time fuck session. I wanted her to give herself completely to Tom.
I spoke up, "Baby, that is perfectly normal. I want you to fall in love with Tom. What you two have is something very special."
Megan was still troubled and said, "If I give my heart to Tom I don't know if I can stop the affair. I don't think I will be able to love the both of you and I am concerned we might break up."
"Megan, don't worry, everything will be fine. Who says that you can't love two men? I think it would be a crime to keep the two of you apart from each other when you have so much to share with each other."
The following week I walked into our bedroom while my wife was preparing for her date with Tom. I watched her do her hair and makeup. After a shot of perfume between her breasts, Megan came to the dresser to choose her undergarments.
Megan said, "Tonight is the night that I am going to give myself to Tom. I want you to pick what I should wear under my dress."
She was breathing heavy as I knew she was struggling with so many emotions. She had fallen in love with Tom at my urging. Was this gesture made out of anger or was it a sort of gift.
I had long dreamed of this moment and had planned accordingly. I went to my dresser drawers and pulled out a small box. I had gone to a lingerie store several weeks ago to find the prettiest piece that I could find. I had struck up a conversation with the saleswomen as I explained I was looking for something special for my wife. Her name was Cindy. Inside the glass case I saw a beautiful pair of white pearl g string panties. I knew they were what I was looking for.
As I was chatting with the saleswoman she asked if we had any kids. I laughed and said, "No, I got snipped a long time ago."
I asked if she could show me any intimate oils and she led me to that section of the store. After picking out a nice bottle of oil I asked if she could point me to the condom section.
Cindy smiled and said, "I though you got cut?"
I turned beat red. I couldn't believe how stupid I was.
She whispered, "I take it these are for another man to use. How big is he?"
I stammered, "He is about 11 inches long and very thick. This is the first time we have ever done this."
I big smile came across her face. "Your wife is very lucky. Has she ever had a cock that large?"
"No, she was a virgin when we married."
Cindy whispered, "She might need some lube. I know you want this to be as comfortable as possible for her if you want there to be a next time. Let me show you where that is."
After showing me the lube I picked the largest economy size tube.