It was when I was in 11th Grade in high school that I first noticed the cute brunette one grade behind me. For me it was love at first sight. She was 5'9" tall and athletic, playing volleyball and softball.
Bonnie had scholarship offers in both sports and she chose to play volleyball at the college only ten miles from our hometown. I was glad of that because it made it easy for me to see her play at that level.
It was at one of her home games that Bonnie noticed me in the stands. After the game she came over to where I was sitting and thanked me for coming to the game. She asked me how I was doing, where I was working, and that she was very happy to see me. One thing led to another and the next thing I knew Bonnie asked me if I would like to join her for a bite to eat.
We went to a fast food restaurant and we sat there and talked for a long time. By the time I had to go home we agreed that we should see each other regularly, making me extremely happy. Bonnie and I dated for several years and eventually were married in a beautiful church wedding. I married the girl of my dreams and I couldn't have been happier.
We bought a nice split level home with 3 bedrooms and 2 baths on a one acre lot. We were in love with each other and planned to raise a family. I was working as a carpenter and Bonnie, once out of college, landed a job with a law firm as an apprentice and was earning a very nice salary. I realized that if she wanted to she could easily make it on her own but since we were madly in love it was something I didn't have to be concerned about.
Something we both enjoyed a lot was friendly wrestling in the bed. Bonnie almost always won, which was exciting to me, as she always wound up on top of me with her very pretty and soft legs pinning me and I was unable to move. I really didn't have to let her win as she was stronger and more athletic than me. Besides, why wouldn't I want that smooth skin next to my face?
The way it usually went when we wrestled was we both stripped to only our underwear and a t-shirt. We would start by being on our knees on the king bed and when one or the other started the match we would roll around a bit until Bonnie would overtake me and put me in a schoolgirl pin. It would always end up with her pinning me and making it nearly impossible for me to get her off. She would then sit up on my chin with her great legs squeezing my face until I finally gave up. Then she would pull her panties aside and 'force' me to lick her sweet pussy to orgasm. Most times she would then turn around and, still sitting on me, would jerk me off. Rarely did it ever get to me screwing her.
Sex with Bonnie was fantastic for me and she seemed to be satisfied, but we found out we weren't able to have children. It bothered my wife a lot and she had a hard time getting over it.
Bonnie still had a passion for volleyball and had joined a co-ed league that played in the evenings, twice each week, at the high school. After a game she would come home, exhausted and sweaty, and she looked even sexier than usual. It usually led to some great sex and we were both enjoying our lives together.
One evening she came home after playing but she wasn't sweating as she usually did. She was exhausted, as usual, but she didn't want to have sex as was the norm. I asked her if there was something wrong and she said she was just tired. Our normal sex life had also become almost nonexistent and I was beginning to be concerned.
One evening I sneaked down to the gym and stood at a place where I was not seen. Her team was made up of 3 women and 3 men and they seemed to really like each other. But there was one man, a tall black guy, who seemed to get along extra well with my wife. Every time anyone on the team scored a point they would cheer and high five each other, but when either Bonnie or James scored a point the two of them would first high five, then hold their hands together, then gently slide their arms down until it became a passionate hug. That went on the whole game but when the game was over they did the same ritual except it ended up with a long kiss. I wanted to run right out there and break that up but James was not only big, he was muscular and athletic and I'm sure he would have whipped up on me right in front of everyone. Also, and this might seem a bit weird, James was very handsome and, I thought, what if he made me suck his black cock in front of everyone! There was a thought that not only worried me but also excited me so much that my 5" dick began to harden.
After seeing the two of them really enjoying each other I left the gym and went home and waited for my wife to return. The game was over just before 8:00 but Bonnie didn't get home until nearly 11:00. When she arrived she sat down with me on the couch. "How was the volleyball game, dear?" I asked.
"It was fine and it was quite a workout and I really enjoyed it," she said as she sat there, legs glistening, in her short shorts. She then looked me straight in my eyes and added, "You were there. You saw me. How do you think I looked?"
If she saw me there then she knew I saw her with James. So I figured the time was right to open up about what I saw.
"What I saw was you making out with your teammate, James, the tall black man. How could you do that to me?"
"We were only kissing, what's wrong with that?" she said.
"It looked a little more than just kissing. I thought you love me."
With that Bonnie got up from sitting and got on her knees while still on the couch. She then grabbed my head with her strong hands and looked me right in the eyes and said, "Look at my eyes, Dave, and don't move," she said softly. "Do you think my eyes are pretty? Just keep looking into my eyes."
