Dear George, Marys Date #02
By Buster2U
Warning // Warning // Warning // Warning // Warning // Warning //
Cuck Shit//Cuck Shit//Cuck Shit//Cuck Shit//Cuck Shit//Cuck Shit
Please Don't Read if the Idea of Another Man, Especially a Black Man,
Touching Your Wife Upsets You Because That is What This Story Is About!
Please read "Dear George, We Have to Talk" first before reading this second Chapter about these folks.
https://literotica.com/s/dear-george-we-need-to-talk
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Dear George, Marys Date #02
by Buster2U
The Story Continues...
Mary is getting ready for her Big Date with her BBC.
It is Friday Night again, Mary is excited to go on her date with her old girlfriend, Linda Morgan's, Black Boy Friend's Black Buddy, Jermaine.
George ponders on his way home...
I have a feeling that when I get home, she won't be cooking my dinner. She will probably be too busy getting ready to get her some BBC tonight.
If she hasn't cooked my dinner, it will be the first strike against her. I am sure glad that I had the presence of mind to have my wife, Mary, sign a 'postnup' earlier this week. Just in case, Mary gets 'carried away' with one of her black lovers she will be 'on her own' without ANY support from me, not a penny.
At the same time, I had my best friend, Jim Duggan, an associate in our office, start the divorce paperwork, so I would be ready to serve her at a moment's notice, when I was fully ready, when I had finally decided our marriage was hopeless and beyond saving.
It is Friday night, and Mary is so excited about her date tonight with a Black Man, named Jermaine. Mary can't wait to become another BBC slut wife, and that breaks my heart. I also had the P.I. we always use, at our office, begin covering Mary, tonight. Regardless of what she admits, I will have evidence of EVERYTHING she does tonight or this weekend.
I am not exactly happy about it, but what can I do? Divorce her because she listened to her black cock whore, girlfriend? Or let her discover for herself that a BBC is or isn't what she wants in life? It is exciting and scary simultaneously, and heartbreaking regardless of the outcome.
She would have promised anything and actually did promise me everything, in her effort to convince me to let her go out tonight. To go try out some Big Black Cock, ignoring her marriage vows. Assured by her old girlfriend that it would be worth anything that she had to do because it would be so good.
I hope Mary crashes and burns in this pursuit, then I will just divorce her cheating, slutty ass. I just can not get past the fact that she thought that I would be OK, with her fucking another man. Especially a black man. The trouble is that I love and desire this woman more than life itself, and don't want to ever have to live without her. But what can I do?
I wonder how she would have reacted if I would have done the same thing to her. Come home from my buddy's house, who has a blonde wife, and pretend that he claims blondes are much much better fucks and I need to try one. LOL, I know how that would have gone over. Like a lead balloon of course. Cheaters and sluts can ALWAYS dish out the pain, but they NEVER can take it.
Once my whore wife, Mary, came back from Linda's, her Black Cock Whore, Girl Friends house, last Friday, where my wife, had acted like a whore, by showing her bare breasts to the two black men that were there. There is probably NO saving our marriage, now, that she has already, so casually disrespected me.
There is "No Upside for ME!" Regardless of the BBC thrill my wife is getting tonight. I'm pretty sure that come Monday morning I'm going to tell my Divorce Attorney to go ahead and have my wife served at her work. That will 'spice up' her day! The fucking whore. The only problem is that I still love my wife so VERY VERY much, I love Mary with all my heart.
I thought, I would try a little reverse psychology tonight before she leaves to see how she likes it. I park in my usual slot in our garage and open the door into the kitchen. I am NOT surprised, Mary is NOT in the kitchen, Nothing is cooking. So fucking typical.
I am arriving at the usual time and she already has forgotten about my dinner. So her slutty ways have already been to the detriment of our marriage, just like I expected.
Walking up the stairs toward our Master bedroom, I can hear the shower running. her little black dress lay on the bed with some stockings. I open the door to the master bathroom and enter into the steamy room.
"Hi, Sweetheart, I am home!" I said to my wife while she was still in the shower, doing my best to fake my mood to hide my breaking heart.
"Hi George, I am glad you are home, Honey. I am sorry that I didn't have time to cook your dinner tonight." Mary purrs from the shower.
"It is 'OK' Sweetheart, I have a date of my own tonight. No need to worry about me." I explained.
"Who are you going to take out, Honey?" Mary asks in a sudden panic.
"All the guys at work, keep bragging about how hot 'Redheads' are, so while you are trying out black cock tonight, I am going to be trying out one of our new secretaries tonight. She is a Redhead. I can't wait to find out if what they say is true. That Redheads have the Sweetest, Juiciest, and most wonderful pussy. Isn't that great, Honey?" I said.
No answer while Mary ponders what I just announced.
I exited the bathroom, leaving Mary to continue her shower. Going back downstairs I pour myself a drink. It seems Mary didn't like hearing me tell her, almost the exact thing that she pulled on me a week ago.
It appears, Mary wants to "have her cake, and eat it too." In other words, have me at home to support her, love her, and take care of her, while she goes out and acts like a fucking whore. LOL, like that is ever going to happen. She acts like a whore tonight, she is going to be supporting herself come Monday.
A few minutes later...Mary wrapped in several towels, enters the family room.
"George, were you serious? Are you really going to take one of your young secretaries out tonight?" asks Mary, while I am sitting sipping from my 'top-shelf' Scotch.
"Oh, yes Mary. By the way, you look so beautiful tonight. It is too bad you aren't going out with me instead of your New Black Boyfriend. We could be going to Monterey for the weekend, instead of just me and Shirley. But it is, what it is." I said softly.
"You are going to Monterey? I never expected that you would be dating other women when I go out with Jermaine." Mary said softly, almost sadly.
"Well, I am sorry to disappoint you, Mary. I won't be sitting at home crying my eyes out all weekend while you break and destroy my heart, by acting the part of a 'Black cock whore'. I am going out with Shirley to see how good a replacement she will be for you when we get divorced." I softly explained.
"What? You are going to divorce me? But George, I don't want a divorce! I only wanted to try some black cock on the side! That is why I asked for permission! Please Don't leave me, George. Please Please don't divorce me." Mary starts crying.
"Ha ha ha, Are fucking Nuts Mary? We've been married all this time and you suddenly want to start acting like a complete fucking whore. You tell me that you want to try a Big Black Cock, and you think that I would be 'Ok' with that?" I quietly asked.
"You seemed to be 'OK' with it when I asked you about it last week! Can't you let me give it a try? Just one time, Honey? Without Divorcing me, Please, Honey?" Mary pleads.
"Mary, last week you completely broke my heart. You made me just want to die, what reason do I have to live now, that you don't want to be my wife anymore. You are my whole reason to live. Holding you, loving you, and kissing you are all I want in life. So your desire to have sex with another man destroyed my will to live, my life, and our marriage." I cried.
"Please George, it isn't that bad. Is it?" Mary wailed.
"Mary, you have already been acting like a slut showing your breasts to those two black men last Friday night. You have already overstepped the normal bounds of any marriage. I don't want to be married to a whore, Mary." I calmly explained with tears in my eyes.
"George..." Mary softly cried.
"Mary, If I wanted to be married to a fucking whore, I would have gone to Nevada and picked a nice one up at one of their legal whore houses there to marry and support. But I found you, to love, marry, and have a family with. I thought you would at least, be faithful to me, for life, like we promised when we said our vows, during our wedding. But, NOW, you want to change everything and break our vows!" I explained.
"George, Honey, I thought you were going to be 'OK' with this. That you wouldn't mind me getting 'black cock' on the side. Can't we at least try it one time, before you throw me away? Please?" Mary begs.
"Tell, me Mary, What is 'the upside' to you getting black cock on the side? Why should I want my wife to be a 'black cock whore'? Instead of a loyal and faithful wife? Are your Breasts going to suddenly get bigger, and more shapely? Are you going to be more available to me? Are you going to get prettier? How exactly are you going out to have black cock each weekend, going to be good for me, our marriage, and our future?" I asked.
"George, if black cock is as good as my friend says, then I will be a much happier wife. That will make me much more loving and affectionate towards you. Wouldn't you want that?" Mary pleads.