It was just terrifying when my wife caught me surfing for porn. I thought she was asleep in bed and I was indulging myself as usual in front of my desktop computer. But for some reason she got up and I didn't hear her come into the study behind me until it was too late.
"And what exactly do you think you are doing?" she said. I thought I was going to faint. The blood rushed to my head and I panicked, pressing every key I could find. But the video just wouldn't go away. The big black guy was just easing his cock into the pussy of a rather ordinary looking mature lady. She was on her back, legs wide apart, massaging her clit.
"DON'T!" she shouted "Leave it alone. I want to see what turns you on these days Dave."
"Look I'm sorry..." I stammered "I just wanted to..."
"Oh shut up" Julie said "Don't start telling lies as well."
The big black guy was thrusting into the lady now, wobbling her huge boobs and making her gasp with each poke.
"He's a bit bigger than you isn't he Dave?" Julie said. "Don't you wish you had a cock like that?"
I didn't say anything. My wife sometimes taunts me about my lack of sexual prowess. This has the effect of making me lose my erection quite often, which just makes matters worse.
"She's enjoying that isn't she?" Julie went on. "I wonder if he'll give her a little black baby."
That was another taunt directed at me. We didn't have children. We never found out why because we weren't that keen to be parents anyway but she always hinted that it was me.
The black fellow suddenly pulled out of the mature lady's pussy and squirted his sperm all over her stomach and breasts. "Oh what a waste" Julie said, watching him squeezing the last drops out of his cock onto her bush.
"I suppose you were having a wank, were you?" she said.
"No, I was just..." I replied
"Shut up Dave, you disgust me." she interrupted. "Now I'm going back to bed and I suggest you find another bed in this house for tonight."
Well I was shaking after that episode. I helped myself to a large whisky and then went off to the spare bedroom. But I have to say I didn't get much sleep, and, after that roasting, I seriously thought she would divorce me.
Julie is scary. She hasn't always been scary. She was really quite meek and mild when I married her. I seduced her in a tent on holiday. She let me do all sorts of things and what's more she did whatever I asked! But for the last eleven years she's had a high powered job as Human Resources Manager with this big company in town and now she really thinks she's the big cheese. I heard that the staff call her "The Bitch". To be fair she looks the part, tall, short dark hair, quite a hard face, but sort of pretty too. Every day she wears a short black dress to work. She has a whole wardrobe of them. She does look spectacular in those black dresses. The summer dresses in particular are quite low cut which shows off her magnificent pair of boobs and all the dresses are slim fitting which leaves you in no doubt about her figure. She did a long course on Interview Technique some years ago and being questioned by her is something like being in a torture chamber. One of my mates called her a stuck up bitch. I wasn't supposed to hear that but I did, and what he said didn't really surprise me. There's a good joke -- "What is the difference between a slut and a bitch? A slut is a girl who will sleep with anyone and a bitch is a slut who won't sleep with you!"
Our relationship has gone downhill over the last few years or at least I think it has. We have sex once a week, on Saturday evenings. She just lets me take off her nightdress and fuck her. That's about it really. As I said, I'm not a great performer in the bedroom, but that is mostly because of her attitude.
I also have to confess that I probably couldn't perform at all without the little blue pill. I started taking these a year or two ago and they are fantastic! So when I get her nightdress off and look at her beautiful naked body I get really hard and it doesn't collapse on me until I've had her. But without the blue pills things don't always work out for me.
Relationships were distinctly frosty for some weeks after the video episode. Whilst I was permitted back into the martial bed, sex on Saturdays was completely off the menu.
It was a Saturday morning when my computer went down. I was just about to send an important email to a business colleague in Hong Kong when it just died on me. Right, what to do? I know, I'll use Julie's laptop, the one she takes to work every day. She was out shopping so I couldn't ask her permission. I just turned it on and soon I had my email away. I don't know why, but then I opened Internet Explorer and clicked on history. Oh my god! The silly cow didn't know about deleting history did she? There were all these sites, and every one of them interracial. I did a search next "*.jpeg". And all these photos came up. Jeez! One after another, there were hundreds! A small number showed white guys with huge cocks but the rest were black fellows with massive stiff cocks pleasuring neat little white girls! What's more there were three videos, and one of them was the very video I had been watching when she caught me!
Well I was truly shocked by that! Carefully I put her laptop back exactly where it had been and wondered what to do with my discovery. Should I confront her? Ask her if she wanted to be fucked by a big black cock? Maybe I should arrange something?
I decided to do nothing and to think about it. So I was careful not to mention anything at all that might let on that I had ever used her laptop, or that I knew anything about her little obsession. Every now and again I checked up on her and sure enough the library of pics was growing. I was staggered, my wife was into porn! I may be naïve but I really didn't think that female did porn, well only a very few of them.
After a couple of months I finally plucked up enough courage to get her nightdress off one Saturday evening. But all the time I kept thinking about what she really wanted. Looking down at her beautiful naked body while my cock slipped in and out of her neatly trimmed bush, my imagination went wild thinking about how she might react to having a big black guy in bed with her and what they would do together.
Then I began to seriously think about how I could fix something. I knew that if I suggested anything to her it just wouldn't work. There would be denials and she would just explode. Anyway I would have to confess that I had been using her laptop.
Of course I knew straight away who I could ask. It would have to be Josh. I had been in the army with him many years ago. We had both been platoon sergeants on the same unit and we thought the same way. After we left the army we kept in touch and went out now and again for a drink and to reminisce about the good old days. Of course there was the small problem of how to ask him if he wanted to fuck my wife! I pondered on this for a long time, thinking about all the different ways I could approach the subject.
It took me several months to work out what to say to Josh. There was of course always the possibility that he would say no. Then there would always be the embarrassment factor and I might even lose a friend. But I knew that, sooner or later, I would have to ask him.
He listened carefully as I told him about Julie and me. I told him about our rocky relationship and how distant she had become. Then I told him about what I had found on her computer. I said she needed something that I couldn't give her. But he might be able to.
I remember the smile slowly spreading over his face. "You want me to...er... make love to your wife?" he said. "In a special sort of way" I said, trembling slightly with excitement. Then I told him what I had in mind. His smile got bigger and bigger as I outlined the plan.
