I awoke in a stupor.
It took me a long moment to remember exactly where I was, looking at my watch I noticed that it was nearly three in the morning. "Jesus" I thought "Jess is gonna kill me."
I slowly gathered myself and arose from Fred's couch. I was alone. I guess the party was over, and I couldn't help but feel a touch of anger over the thought of no one waking me to let me know.
My name is Timothy Grant, I'm 35 and I'm a Regional Sales Rep for a national supplier of high end office goods and furniture. Fred Norris is our Purchasing Manager, and friendly with most everyone in the company. Every few months he hosts a little get together at his home. I typically attend these gatherings with my wife, Jessica - but tonight she was called into work.
I was pretty disoriented and having a hard time as I stumbled through Fred's house. This was a rare, unfortunate moment. I wasn't the guy who passed out at a party, nor was I the guy who couldn't hold his liquor. I began reaching for my car keys on the table when I heard a loud noise from down the hall. I didn't catch what it was at first, but then it happened again - it was the moaning of woman. I froze in place, unsure of how to react. Standing silently for a moment I soon heard the jostling of bed springs and more moaning. I was intrigued, but realized this was my cue to leave. I slowly began walking towards the door when suddenly, a cry "Oh! Fuck! Fuck me Fred!"
I froze again, this time in stunned amusement. Frank was single, and reserved, and polite - this was too curious. If that wasn't enough I was sure i recognized the voice of the woman, I was just too groggy to place it. Inexplicably, and against my better judgement, I began walking down the hall - slowly, silently.
As I neared the bedroom doorway the moaning was reaching a fever pitch. It took all my courage, but I peeked inside. To say the sight was a shock would be a tremendous understatement.
A naked Fred was on the bed pounding a blonde white woman from behind. I quickly realized it was Cindy. Cindy was the wife of one of our co-workers, Karl - she was also pretty good friends with Jessica. My heart immediately sank for Karl, but my dick stirred at the sexual sight in front of me. I blinked once, and again - this didn't make any sense. Fred was in his late 40's but admittedly kept himself in great shape. He's a former college athlete, a large black guy who despite his size most would consider unassuming. I suppose most women would find him handsome, but not in an overt and obvious way. He's a great man, always willing to go the extra mile to help out at the office, and respected by most everyone at the company. Yet here he was, fucking a co-workers wife.
Despite my disappointment, I couldn't help but notice how erotic the scene in front of me was. I had never seen interracial sex before and the contrast of Fred's large black body against Cindy's dainty white one was exciting to witness. Her head was tilted back with her lip bitten and her eyes closed, she was now trying to hold back the moans of pleasure. Her small breasts were shaking back and forth as the slapping noises of their joining sexes filled the room. Suddenly, I saw a phone screen light up from the corner. My second shock of the night was noticing Karl in the room. He was standing in the corner, nude, stroking himself while watching the erotic scene on the bed. My jaw dropped, my mind couldn't process any of it, between the alcohol, the late hour, the absurd sight in front of me - I thought I was going insane. Just as I was finding the composure within me to turn and leave Fred and Cindy switched positions. As Fred was pulling Cindy off of him his cock fell out of her and into view. At first I thought it was a dildo, or that my mind was playing tricks on me. The thing was absolutely massive, probably close to a foot long and very thick. I quickly averted my eyes from it and right as I was moving to leave I felt a moment of terror. I wasn't sure - but I thought Fred had seen me, as I was pulling away from the doorway I caught a glimpse of his face looking in my direction. I didn't look back to double check, I moved quickly and quietly, scurrying out the front door and making sure to close it silently behind me.
The drive home was a blur, and not just because I was still recovering from the alcohol. How could Karl sit there and watch that? What led to that situation? Did he lose a bet? If so those were some seriously high stakes. It didn't look like he was angry. If anything he was enjoying it - as evident by him jerking himself off. I shook my head in complete confusion, but also couldn't get the image of Fred and Cindy out of my mind. All of a sudden my phone buzzed, it was a text. After glancing at the 5 missed calls from Jess my heart skipped a beat when I noticed this last notification was from Fred.
'Would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about that. I'd like to talk on Monday so I can explain'
"Fuck." I said it aloud, I was caught. I pondered for a second, and replied 'You don't owe me an explanation, I shouldn't have wandered down the hall, won't say a word'
A minute or so passed, and another reply.
'It's important that you don't Tim, I don't want to hurt Karl and Cindy's marriage with gossip - I know you're a good guy who wouldn't do that kind of thing, but being responsible I need to make sure. Please give me a few minutes on Monday so I can explain'
I suppose it was the least I could do after spying on them like some drunken pervert 'No problem, we'll talk then. Really sorry about catching that, I was drunk and stupid'
Frank, ever the understanding soul, replied 'No worries, natural curiosity I'm sure - see you Monday'
I arrived home minutes later and Jessica was still awake, pacing around the living room in her nightgown, her large natural breasts bouncing and brunette hair in a mess.
"What the hell Tim! I tried calling you like 10 times!"
I immediately commenced with an apology, "I'm sorry babe, I don't know what the hell happened but I passed out, just woke back up at 3 am - I guess all those hours in the office and on the road these last couple months must have caught up with me. I'm embarrassed as shit, sorry."
Thankfully, she relented quickly, we had good trust established in our marriage and she had no reason to worry other than for my safety. Her reply was direct "You should be! I know you've been working hard Tim but that's no excuse to pass out like some juvenile idiot. Try to pace yourself or come home earlier next time babe, I was worried sick!" she approached and gave me a relieved hug.
Jessica is 31. She's a gorgeous woman by anyone's standards and I'm absurdly lucky to have her. She's an ER nurse at the local hospital and nearly ever patient under her care falls in love with her. Jess is a beautiful 5'-4" brunette with large natural breasts, an hourglass figure, and a killer ass. She has pale skin and an angelic face with classically feminine features. She's not only beautiful, but kind, quick witted, and assertive. She was looking up at me with her feisty hazel eyes and I couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal. The sexual scene from earlier had left an impact on me, and my testosterone was high.
I grabbed her and kissed her passionately, moving my lips down her neck and clutching at her side. I got lucky, because she seemed to be willing and in the mood. Jess immediately reciprocated with kisses of her own and before long we were both nude on the couch. I was pumping my 6 inch dick into her as I leaned in and continued kissing her passionately. Even though I had developed a mild belly and wasn't as energetic as I once was, I could often bring Jess to a satisfying orgasm - I was sure tonight would be a success in that department. She wrapped her beautiful legs around my lower back as I continued to thrust. My mind wandered back to the events from earlier, and for some reason I recalled the many times Fred had been flirtatious with Jess at those parties. Jessica enjoyed attending them, and even though she was always respectful, she did seem to get a kick out of flirting with Fred. For some reason I thought about Fred's motivation and the possibility that maybe he had hoped to have Jess in Cindy's position, pounding his massive black tube deep into my wife. All of a sudden I was erupting, luckily Jess was reciprocating with her own small orgasm. I bucked violently, and came to a rest breathing heavily.
Jess was also breathing rapidly, she kissed me again, and spoke "Try not to pass out at other peoples houses babe, we aren't in college anymore - it's not a good look" she chided - jokingly.
I smiled, nodding in agreement. I thought about telling her about earlier, but I had promised Fred not to talk about it. I tell Jessica everything and was confident I'd tell her this as well, but wanted Fred to at least have a chance to explain it before I did. Besides, I was too tired and it was too late to get into it just now. I needed some fucking sleep.
As I drove in on Monday I was a bit nervous about the upcoming chat with Fred, but as the day progressed I got so busy I nearly forgot about it. It was near 5 pm when I remembered and finally headed into his office.
I closed the door behind me, Fred was finishing up a call.
"Thanks for coming Tim."
My nerves suddenly reappeared, and I stuttered, "Y-Yeah, sure thing."
"Let me just cut to the chase. What you saw the other night is a pretty regular occurrence at my home. There are a few guys that like to share their wives with me. I wont tell you who else, but you stumbled upon Karl and Cindy."
I was floored, and I think my face showed it. Fred continued, "Tim why don't you take a seat, I assure you this isn't as crazy as it sounds."
I obliged, and sat.
