Frank opened his eyes.
The dim morning light entering through the window carried with it the soft touch of a late winter's cool air. Inside their bedroom, however, it wasn't cold at all.
Frank looked to his right. Sandra was sleeping next to him. She was lying on her stomach with her body halfway leaning on his, her hand wrapped around his fingers. Her right leg was pulled up and rested on his crotch. The linen sheet was pulled halfway down her body, revealing her nakedness just down to her tushy.
It was a scene Frank had normally been most familiar with, but this morning, it was different. A dark arm was lying on top of Sandra's back. The hand was gently cupping her left shoulder. Looking over, Frank saw Abam, just as naked as the German couple, snuggled up behind his wife.
It had happened. She had really done it. They had really done it.
"Good morning, honey," Sandra whispered with her eyes half-closed.
"Good morning, darling," Frank answered in a matching volume.
Her hand started caressing his.
"How are you?" Sandra asked.
Frank closed his eyes for a moment before answering.
"I feel... fine, actually. I wouldn't have imagined it to be like this, but somehow I really do feel fine. What about you?"
"I'm so glad to hear that," Sandra said with a loving smile. "I feel good. Really good. What happened yesterday, however, almost seems to me like it was a curious and thrilling dream. Yet here we are..."
"Here we are," Frank repeated and softly squeezed his wife's hand.
They were looking at each other, smiling as if they had just gotten to know one another. Their faces slowly came closer and closer, and within a mere moment, Frank and Sandra were kissing each other. Their lips locked and their tongues were dancin. To Frank's relief, there was no strange taste in Sandra's mouth whatsoever. She tasted just as delicious as she always had.
A sexy moan ran away from Sandra's lips. All it took for Frank to discover its source was a quick glance down his wife's body. A dark hand had pulled down the linen and was gently caressing its way from Sandra's lower back down to her round, little butt.
Frank continued kissing her while Sandra's butt was starting slow movements that matched those of Abam's hand. His wife's moans, which were becoming ever more sensual, were softly echoing in Frank's mouth. He could almost taste the growing desire in her as the African's hand disappeared between Sandra's legs.
"Oh gosh, what are you doing to me, Abam? You're driving me crazy!" Sandra said in English after breaking from her husband's kiss.
Frank couldn't help but see the irony. Sandra had started out as a German teacher, but here she was, talking almost exclusively in English with her black lover. Furthermore, it had become rather questionable as to who was teaching whom.
"Mmm, do you like that, my fair princess?" Abam asked in a deep and flirty voice.
"Uh-huh!" was all Sandra answered as she lowered her head to let it rest on her husband's chest, clearly trying to fully concentrate on Abam's work on her opening.
Frank's cock was now starting to press against Sandra's leg, still resting on his crotch. While he was now gently stroking his wife's head as Abam was increasing her arousal, she elegantly removed her leg from her husband, grasped his already aching cock and began stroking it, making Frank moan with pleasure.
Abam, who couldn't have missed the action between Sandra and her husband, then started to finger his German lover more vigorously. The clapping sounds of her wetness, accompanied by her increasingly louder moans, sent a tremendous shiver of excitement through Frank.
"Abam!" Sandra was groaning in ecstasy. "Abam! If you keep doing this, I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I'm... Ahhhhh! Oh god! Oh god, oh god, oh god!"
Frank was more than glad that the windows were closed, since Sandra's climactic screams and squeals were simply too loud and explicit to ever explain them to a neighbor complaining about the noise.
"Once again: what are you doing to me, Abam?" Sandra gasped as she was recovering, still halfway lying on her husband, facing neither of them.
"I am trying to make you feel good, my pretty lady," Abam said. "Now turn around and sit on top of me again, and I will make you feel even better, just like I did it yesterday!"
As Frank felt Abam's grip around Sandra's waist, gently forcing her to leave her husband and come over to him, she quickly freed herself from his grasp, raised her body and straddled Frank instead.
"You will have me, Abam, but please understand that I want to sleep with Frank first! He's been so supportive and understanding! He deserves this more than anyone right now!"
Abam didn't answer, sat up and simply watched as Sandra was aligning Frank's throbbing cock with her soaking wetness. The thrill of finally experiencing his wife without a condom himself was almost consuming him.
"Oh, dear!" Frank groaned as Sandra was gliding down his shaft. "You feel so incredible, darling! You feel so good!"
Sandra smiled and began riding him. "So do you, honey!" she said and leaned down to embrace with Frank in a loving kiss as he was meeting her thrusts with his.
"What do you say, Abam?" Sandra said in a sexy voice when she had raised her upper body again, allowing Frank to twitch her nipples. "How do you like your German lover fucking her husband?"
"Mmm, your body is very attractive, and your movements are so sexy, princess," Abam, now stroking his impressive phallus, engaged in the dirty talk, "but I would prefer if it was me to give you pleasure, princess. My manhood is bigger than his so I could make you feel even better."
Frank felt as if he should be angry with Abam for saying that, but in a curious way, he not only accepted it but even felt great arousal building up within him as he kept enjoying Sandra's body.
"Don't worry, lover," Sandra answered Abam, smiling sensuously, "it'll be your turn soon. But first let my husband show you what he does to my body!"
With those words, Sandra started humping Frank more vigorously. Their increasing moans were echoing in the bedroom, and Frank felt the tightness of his wife consuming his flesh.
Just a few moments later, Sandra's body was convulsing as she was experiencing a good climax by her husband's cock.
"Mmm, thank you, baby," Sandra said and gave Frank a passionate kiss. "You just know how to do this!"
"Anytime, darling," Frank answered, smiling at her.
"Alright, princess," Abam suddenly weighed in, "please let it be my turn now! I cannot wait any longer, I must have you!"
