We're a married black couple in South Africa staying specifically in an upmarket suburb called Block DD of Soshanguve. My wife is drop-dead gorgeous, medium built and fair in complexion. We agreed from the start of our relationship that we're not going to follow the normal societal rules of being bogged down. This far, I have seen her getting fucked by my best friend in our first threesome, I have watched her getting fucked by a Zimbabwean guy who visited us and also a nineteen year old boy. All these stories that I'm posting here are completely true.
My wife works at a very popular retail store at a place called Wonderboom. Back in January 2020, just before the lockdowns that rocked the world my wife informed me on a Monday that she will be off work on Wednesday and Thursday so she wanted to travel to town to do her hair cut. I asked her that night in bed as we were busy making love what else she will be doing in town besides doing her hair cut and she said she pretty much didn't have anything else to do in mind. I was on leave and decided to drive her through as I had nothing to do at home either.
We woke up that morning, had our breakfast and got ready to leave. It was a hot summer day and she was wearing a flowery sundress which came just above her knees as usual, meaning when she sat down it went up a bit revealing a bit more of her creamy thighs. When we arrived at the salon in town, the person who was available to do her hair cut was a Nigerian guy who happened to be the owner of the salon as well. There was in total nine of them working in that salon, seven girls and two guys. The salon itself is on the ground floor and the residential apartments upstairs.
The Nigerian guy cum owner was muscular with a deep voice. I was sitting on the waiting chairs playing games on my phone while they were busy attending to her. I was surprised to receive a WhatsApp text message from her. I opened it and she was telling me that the guy says she has beautiful thighs and by the look of things he is getting hornier by the minute. I texted her back and asked her what she had in mind and she just texted back and said "we'll see". I kept looking up at them from that moment and noticed that their conversation continued although I couldn't make out what they were saying due to the noise of other conversations that were going on and the buzz of the hair clippers and hair washing basins. After about twenty-five minutes they were done and he took her to one of the basins to wash her head. And then he took her back to the booth where they started to apply hair spray, comb her hair and level the cut. He was working a bit faster than when he started so I assumed that he had another client waiting. While he was preoccupied with her head, she sent me another WhatsApp message informing me that she is thirsty and she asked him for cold water. The guy told her that clean cold water is in his apartment upstairs and he'll take her there to take a drink. I just texted her back "Alright". I then thought to myself that he speeded things up so that he could go and give her water.
When they walked out she just stopped by me for a minute to inform me that they are going up but I must keep my phone in my hands. I then said okay and continued playing the games. They exited the salon and went to the entrance of the residential complex, which was just immediately outside the salon entrance. I watched them ascending the steps because the salon itself is built of glass in the front and partially on the side of the entrance to the residential apartments. He was in the lead until they disappeared.
I normally put my ipods on as soon as I exit the car so that if I receive any calls I don't have to put my phone on my ears, so I had one ipod in my left ear. Not even three minutes after they disappeared out of my sight going upstairs my phone rang and it was her number flashing. I just accepted the call and didn't utter a word. I heard some kissing and breathing. This continued for about another four minutes and I heard my wife moaning. I continued listening and after a few minutes I heard some rustling and then some conversation which I couldn't detail. Then the kissing resumed and in no time I heard my wife's familiar mmmh, mmmmmmhm, mmmh noises. After a one minute or so break, another short conversation that I again couldn't make out followed, the kissing started immediately followed by my wife's "aaaaaah!" and then the continuous "mh, mh, mh, mh, aaaaaah", I could hear the breathing increasing and the guys "fuck yeah" "oh yeah". I could hear the bed sound. I listened for about ten minutes if not slightly more until I heard my wife saying "oooooooh, uuuuuum!" "aaaaaaaaaah" followed by the guy's "oooooooh shit! Oooooooh fuck!" and some kissing. I then listened for another minute ot two and dropped the call. All this while the other staff kept glancing privately at me, clearly they knew what was happening upstairs and they were wondering if I was non the wiser. They didn't hear my phone ringing nor were they aware that I was listening on the phone because I had my ipods on and continued acting like I was playing a game while waiting for my wife. They thought that I was so distracted by the game that I didn't count the time. What they didn't know was that my dick was sooooooo hard that touching it would have spelled disaster.
After a few minutes they walked back down and into the salon. My wife went to the cashier to pay and the cashier was all smiles. All the employees of the salon, including the customers who were there when she left with the barber, were stealing looks at her. They could tell that she has just been thoroughly fucked. When we got into the car I said to her "someone enjoyed herself, or should I say got enjoyed?". She smiled and covered her eyes with her hands. I said we'll talk about it when we arrive home which is about twenty-five minutes drive out of town because it was almost midday so there was no traffic. We chatted about other things while I had my hand on her thigh as I was driving back home.
