My name is Eric Madison. I work for Acme Medical Supplies. I am the Vice President in charge of sales for six southwestern states. I'm thirty seven years old, married to Sarah. As with many couples we met in college and were married soon after we graduated. We have been married for eleven years and are childless by choice. She is the owner of Acme Real Estate. She has eight very good agents working for her.
It's Friday and the end of the quarter. All of my sales reps have decided to send in all of their reports at five pm. Our policies and procedures clearly state that they are to be turned in by noon. There will be a meeting of reps next week.
I call my wife to give her the bad news.
"Hi, babe. As usual all the reports came in late. I'm probably going to be four hours compiling all of them."
"This is getting really old. Didn't it happen last quarter?"
"Yep. We're going go have a meeting next week. If some changes aren't made I will make some."
"OK, babe. I'll see you when you get off. Give me a call when you finish. I'll fix some dinner for you."
"Thanks, babe. I love you."
"Love you too. Bye bye.
Thirty minutes in my computer locks up. All I see is the little hour glass over my page. After waiting fifteen minutes it's still there. I try ctrl alt delete. Nothing works. It won't accept any commands from my keyboard or mouse.
After reciting all the swear words I've learned over the years I shut it down and turn it back on. The reboot doesn't work either. The Friday Murphy's law has struck.
I call Sarah and it goes to her voice mail. I try the house phone and get the answering machine. I don't leave a message.
I walk in the front door and put my briefcase on the side table.
"Honey, I'm home."
No answer. I look for her and find an empty house. The dishwasher is running in the kitchen. She hasn't been gone long. I try her cell phone again and get her voice mail again. I suspect she has gone to Amy's being as how I had to work. But why is her phone off.
I take out my phone and tap 'find my phone'. It shows her phone at an unfamiliar address. I know where all her friends live. It's a part of town I'm not familiar with. Something is not right here. Of course all kinds of suspicious thoughts run through my mind. And the last one; you guessed it, is she seeing her lover. I go into immediate denial. She would never do that.
I go into the bedroom and change into some casual clothes. That last thought is niggling in the back of my mind. I turn on the TV but don't see what's on. That last thought comes to the front. I need to find out.
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I park across the street three doors away from her car. The drapes are pulled over the big window in front. The porch light is off. I sit for a minute deciding on what to do. I could ring the doorbell and see who answers. But if it's her lover a confrontation will happen. Not being a fighter I decide to do some spying. I look around and cross the street. I walk up to the house and see the big window is open a few inches. I can hear muffled voices.
I stand a minute listening. I take out my phone and call her again. I hear her ringtone.
"I had better answer that. It's probably Eric. I don't want him to get suspicious."
"Hi, babe."
"Hi. I just wanted to tell you I won't be as long as I thought. Maybe two more hours. A couple of reports didn't get turned in."
"That's good. Give me a call when you leave so I can start your dinner."
"OK. Are you enjoying your chick flick?"
"Of course, You know how you hog the remote."
"Yeah. I'm bad about that. See you in a while. Love you."
"Love you too. Bye."
A large lump of ice just formed in my gut. I stand a minute as anger takes over. I walk around to the back yard. I see a sliding glass door with the drapes open a few inches. I tiptoe up to the opening.
I feel like someone hit me in the head with a hammer. She is standing in the middle of the room completely naked. She is in the embrace of a huge black guy. They are deep in a passionate kiss. I somehow manage to keep my wits about me. I take out my phone and open the video recorder. I tap record. I pull the handle on the slider and find it unlocked. I gently slide it open a few inches and hold my phone in the opening. I watch.
The break the kiss and she kneels in front of him. Both hand grasp his cock. It's huge, at least eight inches and thick. She holds it with both hands and starts licking and sucking. It appears as if his knees go weak and he lays down on the carpet. She follows, not letting go. I watch as she increases her licking and sucking. Soon I see her drool running down his cock. I dribble of snot runs from her nose. I've never seen her that into sucking my cock. She is going at it like her life depends on it.
He pulls her off and up over his cock. It's at full mast. She holds it with both hands and lines it up with her pussy lips. I hear her whimpering.
"Take it, baby. Slide down on that big cock."
"Yes. Big black cock. Fill my hot pussy with it."
I watch as the head slides between her pussy lips. A shiver runs through her body as her pussy lips close over his cock head. She waits a little with the head in. I know she's holding it on her G spot. She starts moving up and down taking very short strokes. Her pussy lips are locked behind his cock head holding it in place. Her short thrusts speed up and her head falls back. He mouth opens and I see him twitch. He just flexed his cock on the magic spot. He scream fills the room. The both stop till she regains control. She starts moving again. He waits till her next orgasm starts and flexes again. Another scream, louder that the last.
Her head has fallen back and her eyes are closed. She comes down and slowly drops, taking his entire cock all the way in. Her bone hits his and another orgasm rocks her. She falls on his chest and kisses him. Her hips are thrusting up and down. He meets each of her thrusts with one of his own.
"Yes, big cock in me. Full of big cock. Big black cock."
He rolls her over, never losing her. She moans as he moves into her saddle. Her legs go around his ass and her arm go around his neck. He drops and her body shudders from the shock of their pelvis bones hitting.
"Fuck me, baby. Fuck me with that hot white pussy. Make me cum."
"Hot white pussy loves your big black cock. The best in the world. Full of sweet black cum."
I watch as she starts humping up on his cock. I can see her muscles working on it. Her intensity increases with each stroke. He helps with short strokes meeting hers. He holds up enough to give her room to work. Soon her face in contorted in ecstasy. It seems like she is in constant orgasm. His eyes are closed and his mouth is hanging open. They both give out an animal like cries as she humps up on his cock. I see her hump up one last time. She holds her pelvis bone against his. They both cry out in ungodly screams. His ass cheeks are clenching as he pumps her full of cum. Her hips are twitching as she takes it. He goes limp but she continues working hard on his cock. She is milking it every last drop.
I was amazed at the intensity of their orgasm. On a scale of one to ten it was a fifteen. I knew she never came that hard with me. I suspected it was the interracial thing. The thrill of seeing the contrast of white on black. Then toss in a little extra size and it was just like a drug for both.
I watch as she stops milking him. He falls off to her side. She holds him in her embrace, kissing his neck and face.
"It never gets old, baby. It just gets better and better."
"I know. I'll never give you up. Your pussy is just too good."
"Nobody makes me cum like you do. I'll never give you up either."
I turn off my phone and stumble back to my car. Just as I open the door it hits me. I drop to my knees and puke up my guts. It doesn't stop. The dry heaves consume me. Finally it passes. I manage to get back in my car and drive off.
A million thoughts go through my mind as I drive home. I've lost my loving wife. The pain in my heart consumes me. I know we will never be together again. I can't be with her knowing what I just saw. I wondered how long this had been going on, because I never suspected a thing. She was a very loving wife and our sex was frequent and hot.
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I sit on the sofa trying to figure out what to do. I wonder if I should just leave or wait for her to come home. I decide to wait.
I open the video and watch it again. The last words tell me all I need to know. They will never stop. The anger fades and all that is left is the pain and sadness. I know I can't share her. It will always be in my mind that while we're apart that she might be with him. I'll never be able to live with that.
I sit on the sofa waiting. I hear a car in the driveway.
"Hi Honey. You made it home early."
