Something was definitely different. In 25 years of marriage, she had never greeted me at the door like this. The black garter stockings I had bought her but she rarely wore; black high heels; a waist chain and nipple clips. It was a fantasy come true.
"Hi honey," she said." I've been waiting for you all day. It's time for your surprise."
I followed her up the stairs to the bedroom. We had been talking quite a bit about her getting more aggressive, and I guessed my nagging had finally paid off.
"Sit down!" she ordered, pointing toward the chair she had placed by the bed. I sat and stared in amazement as she began to undress me.
"I know you've been disappointed in me," she said, "and I suppose I really haven't been the most imaginative lover, but I'm going to make up for it today."
As I sat in the chair, my mind raced. I thought, "What the hell is she going to try." Then she reached into our "special drawer" and pulled out the bondage ropes I used with her from time to time. As she tied my arms around the chair she whispered, "I'm not big on fantasies and I never really got into being tied-up, but I've listened to you over the years and I've decided to 'adopt' one of your prize fantasies."
As she gagged me, I tried to imagine which one she chose. Her going down on a woman? Me and another guy filling both her holes?
She laughed seductively. "you're hard as a rock just trying to guess." She was right about that. My cock stood at attention like it did when I was 18 and ready to fuck anytime, day or night. She reached over and began to slowly stroke it. "I'll be nice and give you a little hint," she said as she walked to the TV and pressed play on the VCR.
I stared as my favorite video played. A beautiful blonde was being rammed by the thickest, 12" black cock God ever put on a human being. If she only knew how often I jerked-off to the image of her being banged by a cock like that. I had never told her that one. Somehow I thought it might freak her out.
My thoughts were broken by her sexy laugh and then as if she was reading my mind she said," No you didn't talk about this fantasy, but I knew. You know you're not really as clever as you think you are. I mean come on - all the black guy videos; the black strap-on cock you bought for me. Really. But what you didn't know is that it's also my favorite fantasy. Yeah, your sweet little wife with no imagination would sit on this bed, pop that video in and masturbate the afternoon away with that big black dildo."
She sat on lap, kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear "Sweetie, both our fantasies are about to come true." She slid onto the bed and struck a seductive pose. "William, it's time, love." I recognized William at once. He was the African waiter at the restaurant my wife managed. An impressive guy both physically and mentally, he was fluent in 4 languages, had an engineering degree and was working on his Masters. He was in great shape. He and my wife worked out at the same gym.
As he stood in the doorway grinning, my eyes grew wide at the sight of his hard cock. It was massive. Hell, the guy in the video had nothing on this guy. I looked over at my wife and saw her staring - mesmerized.
" Hello!" he said in his Oxford English. " Your wife invited me over for the afternoon and I couldn't be so rude as to decline. If you don't mind, I'm going to fuck her brains out. But, of course, you are tied up at the moment so I'm sure you won't mind." He knelt on the bed and drew my wife toward his stiff cock. He looked over at me and chuckled," I am going to teach her how to suck a real cock, but be aware she may find you unsatisfactory after today."
My wife opened her moth and placed her lips around the head of the giant black rod. It was all she could do to fit it in her mouth. He quickly grew impatient and threw her back on the bed. "Bitch, when you suck a cock, you suck the whole cock!" he screamed! With that, he thrust his rod down into her throat. Her eyes were wild as she struggled with 12" down her throat. He backed out and she gagged out of control. "You thought you would be in control here, just like at work," he hissed, "But I have a surprise for you! In Africa men are always in charge. You will do what I say! Do you understand!
My wife's eyes darted toward mine. I could see the panic. I struggled to move but the ropes held firm. He slapped her across the cheek. "Do you understand!" he shouted! My wife gave a fearful nod. "Good. Now, suck my cock!"