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I never dreamed I would be able to write about the fulfilment of a fantasy of mine. For years I, that is James, have secretly wanted my wife to have sex with another man. Erica my wife is 36 years old. She has an attractive figure with firm stiff breasts, with large nipples that she loves having sucked and tweaked. She has always been able to keep herself in good shape, as when I met her she was a cheerleader in school and college, she still visits the gym most days.
Although she now works as a waitress it's more to keep her busy than anything else, as I have an excellent income and she doesn't need to work. We had married young so she had only been to bed with me, although she is quite sexually adventurous, nothing too kinky you know, but she really enjoys sex.
Therein lies my problem, having had a vasectomy after three kids from two previous marriages I was having trouble getting it up as you might say. Not only that even when I was up the meagre five inches always seemed less than what my darling faithful wife would have liked. Not that she ever said anything but at times I felt she wasn't getting what a woman needed from lovemaking. As I had had the snip it was never necessary for Erica to take birth control pills or for us to use safe sex practices, which makes what I have to tell even more exciting.
She really enjoys gives me head when we make out but she is definitely a spitter, not at all into swallowing. Anyway for some time now I have fanaticized about her being with another man. I don't know why or what made me start to think of it but I got more and more aroused every time I thought about it, I just kept hoping that someday it would become more than a fantasy of mine. Although truth be known, I didn't think there was ever much chance.
Anyhow after trying a few times to get Erica turned on to the idea of being taken and ravished by another man , and being told in no uncertain terms it would never happen, and if I didn't stop suggesting it I'd be out on my ear, I had given up. So you can imagine how elated, despite the initial shock, I was when it actually came true, and the consequences of her infidelity became obvious. Erica had organised a long weekend off and we had decided on going away to some nice hotel, so to surprise her for a change I had booked a romantic old style hotel and laid on a theatre trip.
However at the last minute something came up at work and I was unable to go. Erica was not in the least happy about it and decided she was going with or without me. Now like most couples we have our ups and downs but boy was she mad when she left to go to the supposed fun weekend we had planned. In fact she was so mad she barely spoke as I drove her to the airport to get the plane on my road to work. She got out of the car took her bag and I never even got a cheerio or a kiss goodbye.
I decided I would make it up to her on her return and when she did come back we had a lovely meal at a very expensive restaurant, I of course bought her a huge bouquet of flowers and gave them to her as she came through the waiting area and a huge kiss to tell her I missed her. I even took her to a jeweller in town and bought a hugely expensive eternity ring for her she seemed to have forgiven me and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Erica for her part was like a new woman, yet seemed at times a bit far off with me and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. This went on for a couple of months and I happened to bump into her doctor one day and he said "Congratulations James, how's your wife doing..Tell her I'll see her next week for her eight week check!"
Well I was lost, what was going on had he got me mixed up with someone else, I couldn't put the two and two together until I arrived home and told my wife what had happened. She looked at me her face dropped and she burst into tears. "What's wrong love?" I asked, still not putting the pieces together.
Erica sat down her body was being wracked by sobs and loud crying as she looked up at me and said "I'm pregnant!"
I laughed and said something stupid like "Your kidding right!" quickly followed by "How's that possible?"..."I mean I've had the snip!" as at last all the lights came on! I realised it wasn't mine, my faithful wife, my sweetheart, the love of my life had had an affair! When?, who with? How's it possible all ran through my head as realisation hit me. I sat looking at her in amazement. My anger welled up and was immediately replaced by a semi state of arousal, I wanted to know who and how and why all in one thought.
"When? How? Who with?" I blurted out.
Erica was still sobbing and crying "I love you James! I'm sorry I'm so sorry I never meant it to happen please James I love you!" she crawled over to me as I lay slumped in the chair. The realisation hitting me that my wife had allowed another man to have her had winded me somewhat. At the same time I wanted all the details as my sexual fantasy floated before me and I realised I hadn't been there to see her with this other man. Not only that she had got herself pregnant by him.
"Tell me everything! I want to know every little detail or I'll throw you out now you slut!" I half heartedly shouted. I had no intention of doing so but even I wasn't prepared for Erica's story but this is eventually what she told me...
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She had dressed for her night out. She wore tight knee length black skirt, and a flouncy frilly, red top. Underneath she wore a sexy half cut bra and her panties were both red and laced in black to finish off she had a pair of sexy sleek high heel shoes. She said she ate dinner at a cosy expensive restaurant charging it to my account, and then headed to the theatre. "I was still mad at you for not being there!" she said looking up at me with tear stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes.
Upon the show evening ending, she had gone for a quiet drink at a bar close to the hotel, so she could dance the rest of the night away. (
I should say here that Erica hates blacks with a vengeance, she was born in south Carolina and just has a true dislike for them
), there were a few blacks drinking in the place when she went in and Erica said she screwed her face up and mutter to herself. She ordered a large red wine for herself and sat down, she was soon enjoying the music and the red wine she was drinking became several glasses over the spell of the evening.
As Erica is a smoker she said she had went outside to smoke, she found her lighter wouldn't work and the only person outside was a big black guy, she swore when she couldn't get her lighter to work and the black guy held his out and offered her it to light hers. She had accepted and soon found herself chatting to him despite her dislike for blacks he had got her giggling like a school girl with his chat. She said she supposed the drink, cold air and her relaxed mood had something to do with it. He had finished his smoke and returned inside and made his way back inside to the bar.
Erica's face was by now bright red, as she continued as she told me he had offered to take her outside and fuck her brains out, she said she had found his advances very rude if not somewhat exciting. Even her hatred hadn't stopped her feeling a little aroused, "but if you had been there none of this would have happened!" she suddenly snapped at me between sobs.
She then took a big breath of air and continued to tell me of what had happened. I had been back in the room for about ten minutes , when I heard voices in the corridor, A knock at the hotel room door When I opened it, it was the black guy I had been chatting to. I had asked if I could help him and he said "you left your jacket so I followed you to give it back". I thanked him and before I knew it, I invited him in for a drink as way of thanking him despite the fact he made my skin crawl.
