When I got to work Monday morning I was waiting to clock in when Dwane walked in the door. The second he saw me standing there he got a big ass grin on his face. I knew exactly what he was thinking the moment he saw me. That he has fucked my wife while I was gone. Something he has been wanting to do for a while now. He had no idea I knew what they had done or that I had actually watched them do it. He was thinking that he had one up on me with his "secret" and somehow beat me in some contest which helped to give him the big ego I could see in his face. Was kind of entertaining.
"Yo man!" Dwane said as he slapped me in the back. "How was your weekend man?" I told him it was fine. Relaxing and an uneventful trip away from home. I than asked him the same question. "My weekend? Shit man it was great! I'm not sure about you man but I got laid; more than once. Was this hot ass married chick. Her husband was gone so we hooked up and had one hell of a good time. She is so fucking hot and dying to do it again. She was screaming in pleasure for my big black snake." He had a big shit eating grin on his face the whole time surely thinking 'yeah I fucked your wife, she loved it, and you have no idea' as he talked to me. "So, how's your wife?" he then added as if he didn't know.
"She's doing fine, thanks for asking" I replied. "I'll let her know you asked about her." Dwane just smirked back at me as he still thought I had no idea about what happened. As the day progressed I more than once noticed Dwane looking at me with an attitude of superiority. The 'yeah I'm better than you' or 'I beat you' type of expression. More so since we're almost always competing at work to see who can get the most done during the day and he must have felt that he beat me in a contest for sex with my wife because in his head I didn't know anything about it. I could only laugh inside knowing the truth about it all.
When I got home late that night I told Marisa about my day about how Dwane acted. She smiled and laughed about it herself. She told me she wasn't going to lie. That it did feel really good and was hot to finally live out her biggest fantasy of being with a black guy. I asked her if it's something she would ever do again or just a one time thing? She only smiled without saying a word. I took that as a yes that she would. Part of me really thought she enjoyed it a lot more than she was letting onto me. I had little doubt that she really wanted to feel his over sized black penis in her again. As slightly nervous as that made me after seeing his large size and the high level of pleasure he gave her I am not surprised she would feel way a little.
The next day at work was the same as usual. Another long day full of hard work. Dwane was being his normal self trying to beat me for who could do the most for the day. Wednesdays were always a little more peaceful for me in that way because Dwane was off on Wednesdays. I worked straight Monday to Thursday while he worked Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday. As I clocked in and began to work the first hour was as normal as it gets. A few minutes after the first hour in I got a text message on my cell phone. Pulling it out of my pocket I saw it was from my wife. Clicking to open it I began to read what she sent me.
'Hey honey, I just got a call from Dwane. He is coming over to our place and said he is on his way right now. I wasn't sure what to do. I told him it might not be a good idea but he kept pushing the issue until he said he was coming over. What should I do?' - Marisa
'I wasn't expecting that to be honest. What do you want to do?' - Me
'I'm not sure' - Marisa
'Do you want him to come over?' - Me
'It's really not right since you won't be watching' - Marisa
'But do you want him to come over' - Me
'Yes, I hate to say it but I kind of do. I know it's not right since you won't be watching but I can set the video camera up in the bedroom so you can watch it later tonight if that sounds good to you?' - Marisa
There, she admitted that she really did want to have sex with Dwane again. She just wanted me to agree to let her. It hadn't ever been my idea for the two of them to have sex. I was just going to watch as they made out and felt each other up a bit because I liked being a voyeur and she had a big fantasy about being with a black guy. She's the one who made the choice to have sex with him this past weekend on her own. Granted it was kind of hot to watch but I never thought it would go that far when we came up with the idea originally. Now she wanted me to agree for her to do it again and I wasn't sure what to say or do. Part of me was a bit excited at the thought, another was nervous that this would become a regular thing. In the end I told her to go forward with her plan to set up the camera because I knew there was a really good chance she already had her mind made up on what she wanted to do.