Dear Marcela,
Hi Honey! I hope you and Tom are well. I was just looking through some of the photos from our recent trip to the Bahamas and remembering how much fun we had together and thought I would drop you a note and tell you what has happened to me since then. I really loved spending time with you and getting to know you even better! We should do that again next year when the guys are away on their annual fishing trip, assuming you allow Tom to go next time. I can understand if you're not yet ready to trust him being away with the guys again.
I really want to compliment you on how you have handled such a difficult situation with Tom. You showed great courage and strength in confronting him head-on about his infidelity, but you also did it with great compassion. I'm so glad to hear that you and Tom are working through it now and that you have such high hopes for not only saving your marriage, but in fact strengthening your bond.
I firmly believe that since Chuck and I went through our similar difficulties a few years ago that we have come through it with a stronger relationship, and of course our sex lives have improved dramatically! Complete and open honesty is definitely the best policy, especially when you have the kind of lifestyle that Chuck and I now have. Although we allow each other to experience other partners, the ultimate goal is always to enhance our own sexual relationship together.
To that end, I must tell you what happened just this last weekend! I'm sure you remember my story about the gorgeous black man, Ray, that I spent the evening with, that was the night I made Chuck sit and watch Ray make love to me in every possible way. Ray was such a fantastic partner; easily the best fucking I have ever had, and Chuck was so aroused watching us together!
And you saw the pictures I shared with Ray of my encounter with Jorge, one of those two cute Masseurs down in the Bahamas. Those pictures drove Chuck absolutely wild! He really liked the shots showing Jorge pushing his big cock deeper and deeper into me. He said the look on my face in those pictures, a look of intense sexual pleasure, was what really turned him on the most.
But it was those last few pictures that really sent Chuck over the edge! You remember them, don't you? Those were the photos that Jorge took just as a joke, the shots where I was trying to shove both Jorge's and Dominic's cocks in my mouth at once! Chuck couldn't get over those; he just kept talking about how the thought of me with two black men at once was so exciting to him! I had to tell Chuck the complete truth, that it was a very exciting thought for me too.
Since you and I got back from that trip to the Bahamas, Chuck and I have looked back on those pictures and acted out that fantasy many times while we make love. It has been some of the best sex we've ever had together! Sometimes I would narrate a story about being fucked by two big black guys while Chuck is inside me, and at other times he would tell me a story while I straddled him or took him in my mouth.
We have come up with many different and exciting versions of the story, but they always end with the two men sharing my body at once, fucking me with their big, black cocks! It never fails to bring both of us to a very intense climax.
But that's not all! While we have been developing these little fantasies, we have also been working on a plan to act them out! We were trying so many different avenues trying to figure out how to find two good candidates to help make this a reality. After several failed attempts reaching out online or through mutual friends, we finally decided it was best to go back to the previous method that worked so well; we contacted Ray through his agency.
As I told you before, being a professional Ray and his services were very expensive that first time, but he was definitely worth it! When we reached out to Ray and told him our idea he said he was more than happy to help us and he knew of one or two guys, also professionals, that he could work with to make it happen.
Ray quoted us a rate for him and one other guy for the evening and asked us if there was anything special we wanted to do. We said we had some ideas but didn't have anything specifically planned. That's when Ray said, "Tell you what, for just a little more I can arrange the whole evening. You won't have to do a thing except show up, and I guarantee that you will enjoy it. What do you say?"
This sounded interesting to both Chuck and me. I won't tell you how much it cost, (it was a lot!), but we were so intrigued we decided to give it a try. Ray had impressed us before so we felt comfortable that this would be just as great. Ray said to leave everything to him and he would call us back with the details in a few days.
Ray was good to his word. He called and told us to check into the Hotel Fontainebleau downtown on Saturday; a room would be registered in our name. Then he said we would have dinner reservations ready for us at 'Chez Pierrick,' the French restaurant in the hotel. He wouldn't tell us anything else and we spent the next three days excited and anxious, wondering what was going to happen.
On Saturday, Chuck and I checked into the hotel to find we had a beautiful, large suite overlooking the downtown. We showered and then got all dressed up for the dinner. I was wearing my sexiest evening gown with thigh-high slits up both sides and stiletto heels. Chuck looked very handsome in his suit. We arrived at the restaurant on time and were seated at a lovely table. We kept waiting for something to happen, for someone to arrive and join us, but there was no one.
We ordered drinks, then appetizers, and then dinner, and still no one came. We finished dinner and were ordering dessert and thinking that we must have made a mistake, or maybe something had happened to Ray. Dessert came and we ate it very slowly, watching the room for signs of Ray and another guy, but they just weren't there.
Finally, the bill came and we settled up and stood up to leave. We walked toward the door, confused and frustrated by the whole evening. I could tell Chuck was now angry and I was so disappointed. We walked out of the restaurant and into the main lobby and immediately bumped into a large man with a woman next to him. The man placed his hand on Chuck's shoulder to stop us and then he flashed a badge at us. He said, "Are you Mr. Stans?" When Chuck nodded a 'yes,' the man continued, "I'm agent Robinson and this is agent Brown. We have some questions to ask you, if you don't mind."
They were both black and relatively young and they were wearing dark business suits. They both had grim looks on their faces and really looked and played the part of federal agents, but I could also see that they were an attractive pair. The man was very handsome with chiseled features and the woman was pretty, but with very little make-up and her hair tightly pulled back.
I looked around expecting to also see Ray, but there was no sign of him anywhere. Both Chuck and I were a little confused; this wasn't what we were expecting. 'Agent' Robinson said, "It would be best if we could speak privately. Do you have a room here in the hotel?" Chuck nodded and Agent Robinson said, "Please lead the way, if you don't mind."
We walked to the elevators and the two agents followed us without speaking. In fact, no one said a word the entire trip up to our room until we were inside. Once in the room Robinson firmly grabbed Chuck's arm and Agent Brown grabbed mine and they turned us toward the wall and Robinson said, "I'm afraid we need to frisk you first. Please don't move." They proceeded to frisk us from head to foot while we just stood there looking at each other, playing along but still confused.
Robinson said, "We've received reports on you both regarding possible illegal activities involving international sex trafficking and we need to ask you some questions. First, we're going to ask your wife some questions and then we will talk to you, sir. Until then we need you sit in this chair quietly. Do you understand?"
I could see that Chuck was getting upset that this isn't what we had ordered. There were supposed to be two men; and we were expecting a sexy rendezvous. Chuck was getting agitated and he started to protest loudly, "Wait just a minute! I don't understand. Where is Ray? What are you two playing at?"
