I have always been the odd guy by most standards. I am into D&D and Pokémon and other "nerd" type activities. I never had much of a social life as the few people I got along with were into the same things as me. So spent most of our times in basements playing games. It was because of this that I assumed dating was never an option.
I met Katie at work. I work for a local real estate agent and he had hired Katie on as a realtor as the firm expanded. Katie was gorgeous, and for the longest time I wanted to ask her to dinner, but let's be real, I had no experience and apparently no courage. But we interacted well enough at work and become friends. Thankfully she had dated and was full of courage so it was she that asked me on a date.
Fast forward a few years. I managed to work up enough courage to ask Katie to marry me and she said yes, much to the surprise of the few people that I know. Things were great for the most part, we laughed and had fun together, we're affectionate in our way, and did most things together. Our sex life was a different story. Please don't get me wrong to me it was great and Katie, bless her heart, always told me that it was good for her too. But as time went on, I could see it in her face afterwards that she was not being pleased.
I am obviously not experienced sexually outside of our relationship. I am also not big at all, and I have a tendency to not last very long, so most nights I am finished before Katie is really even started. We have made attempts to compensate with foreplay, but that too is not enough.
I started feeling bad for Katie. It depressed me, and in turn I turned to watching porn, primarily cuckold type videos, and while watching I would always imagine Katie and I in that situation with her finally getting pleasure. I tried bringing up the subject with her once but almost immediately got embarrassed and dropped it.
One day, Katie surprised me at home for lunch, and it was very unexpected. Unfortunately because it was unexpected I was in the middle of a viewing session and was just about to blow when she walked in.
"What are you doing?" Katie yelled "I can't believe what I am seeing!"
"Babe", I stammered "I wasn't expecting you!"
"Well that's quite obvious. Please answer my question. What are you doing?"
I broke the whole thing down for her. How I never expected to date her, much less marry her. How I know she wasn't satisfied. How that made me feel depressed and I had turn to porn. She told me she was disgusted. How I should have talked to her. How she felt it was the same as cheating.
I felt terrible. That night we had talked late into the night. She watched some of the videos, to understand better I suppose. She told me she was not into that all, though her face once again told a different story. When all was said and done, I agreed to drop the habit.
It didn't last long. She remained in a mood for days after and become increasingly frustrated sexually. She would not let me be alone. I needed a release. So I made a plan to deceive her so that I could get some time alone. Early one morning, I told her that I was going to spend the day with some friends and go to a comic convention. She said she was fine with that and that she was going to go to the gym and then shopping with her sister for the day. This was perfect! I would leave for awhile and come back after she left.
We said our goodbyes. She left for the gym and I pretended to walk in the direction of a friend's house. When I knew she was out of sight I circled back around and went inside. I grabbed my laptop and layer down in the bed.
I turned to my usual drug, cuckold. I was quickly hard and stroking watching videos of beautiful wives getting fucked while their husbands watched. I almost came several times hearing the women tell their husband "he is so much bigger" or "you could never fuck me like this". I was lost in the ecstasy of it and about to blow for what I hoped was the first of many times when I heard the deadbolt on our apartment door click. Katie was home, and it seemed she was not alone...
Shit! I was not expecting her to be home! And who was she with and why? Not wanting to be caught, especially in my current state, I quickly slid my laptop under the bed, and scrambled for a place to hide. Seeing that I only had so much time and not a lot of places, I jumped in our closet and closed the French doors. I hoped that Katie was just stopping home to grab something before heading out with her sister. Thinking about it, that must be who she was with.
A few minutes passed as I stood hiding in our bedroom closet. I could hear Katie talking to her sister, moving around the apartment. She was getting closer to the room. I really hoped she didn't need anything from in here! As she was about to enter the bedroom I heard her tell her sister "it's just over here." But the response was not from her sister. Instead I heard the deep timber of a man's voice.
My stomach dropped. She has another man here? What could have possibly motivated her to bring a guy here? It must be a one time thing, she forgot to grab something before she left and this guy was randomly accompanying her. He must be a friend from the gym. Yeah, that had to be it. Their footsteps got closer, the door opened, and Katie walked in, friend in tow.
The man in question came in wearing a sleeve less shirt and gym shorts. He was tall and muscular and had dark black skin. Obviously just a gym friend, nothing to worry about.
"Here's the bedroom," Katie said. "It's not much but the bed is great."
"No problem at all," the random man said.
"Good, now come here."
Immediately after saying this Katie and the man embraced. This was no random hug, but instead a deep and intimate hug. As I tried to figure out what was going on and how to proceed, I watched the man lower his hands and firmly grasp my girlfriend's ass, promoting a soft moan from her in the process. What the hell was happening??? Why was this muscular black man grabbing my girl's ass in our room? Katie would never cheat.
