"Darling, do you remember Leroy?"
Of course I remembered him. He introduced us to married sex with a black man a few months after we were married.
"What about Leroy?"
"He called to ask whether we might spend next weekend together at a resort in the mountains."
"That sounds like fun. What do you think? Can you get away?
Cindy worked as a fashion consultant and buyer for a large retail chain. The hours were long and it had been a while since she had time off.
"We haven't seen Leroy in months and I'd love to have a whole weekend together. I think I could get away. Darling, we haven't had a break for ever so long. It would be our special treat. Oh, and he said he would be with a few friends from his work. They plan to get in some hunting."
Leroy had been a college chum of Cindy's. Soon after graduating he married and became a fitness trainer for an NFL team. The team visited our area a couple of times a year and we almost always got together.
"What kind of friends?"
"He didn't say, but I think he must have meant friends from work. Why don't you call him and find out more?"
I decided to call that day. Leroy and I had developed a mutual liking over the past three years and I knew he would fill me in.
"Here's the setup, Bill. Me and a few guys from the team are renting a condo at the resort for the weekend after next. We'll be coming right from training camp. Two weeks of that place and we'll be ready to relax. I haven't seen you and Cindy for a while and thought we might take the opportunity."
"Sounds great, Leroy. What about your friends? How do they fit in the picture?"
"I thought you and Cindy might enjoy something different. You know, the more the merrier. I can vouch for these guys, Bill. You know the team tests them regularly. Completely clean. They're real nice, too. All married and well-behaved. I've told them about you and they're dying to meet you both. As I said, these guys are first-class gents."
Since graduation Cindy and I had become aware of STDs. We decided to see only men we knew, or came recommended by reliable friends. Never strangers.
"How many are we talking about?
"Four, plus me. All nice black gentlemen. I'm sure she'll like them."
"Jeez, that's six of us with me. Do you expect Cindy to take us all on?"
"I know your sweetheart is a hot little girl. She'll make a doll of a pony girl. And I think you'll enjoy it too, Bill. "
I felt my prick stiffen.
"Well, if you say so, I suppose your friends are OK. I know I'm interested. Let me talk to Cindy and get back to you."
Since our marriage three years earlier Cindy and I had been with several different black men, including Leroy, and one disappointing white guy. All were Cindy's friends from college. We'd never tried a group. The idea excited me a lot. But I wouldn't attempt it if Cindy had a problem, any problem, with the idea. Our marriage was solid. Extramarital sex was strictly open and above board between us. I would have to see what Cindy thought about a group scene.
She listened with interest as I explained Leroy's plan. "Darling, it sounds like fun. I think I would enjoy it, if you would. What do you call it, a gangbang?" She giggled.
"That's the term. Look, honey, I know this is new and you don't have to do it for me."
"Well, it will be new. I think I can handle it. You remember my telling you about the fraternity parties in college?"
I had learned a lot about my wife's amazing sexual career at that time, and there was always more to learn.
"Yes, you mean about the time you spent the night at Leroy's frat house?"
"That was one time. It wasn't a gangbang, really. I mean, several boys took me to their bedrooms, one at a time. That isn't the same thing, is it?"
"Did you like it? It wasn't too much for you?" I was worried that Leroy might be getting us in for more than she could handle.
"No, it was fine. You see, if I'm wet inside it doesn't get sore. All the cum keeps me nice and lubricated. I couldn't do that many with condoms at all."
"Honey, these guys are big football players."
"You know I like my men well hung, darling. Anyway it's mostly a myth that big cocks are hard to take. If a woman can have a baby, her pussy will stretch to fit a big cock. At least enough to take a thick one, which is the best part for me. If a guy is very long I might get a little sore; but lubrication and relaxation take care of that."
Leroy was delighted when I called back. As usual, he had specific instructions.
"I've told the guys that Cindy is a great dresser. Sexy skirts, nylons and heels, that sort of stuff. You know what I like, Bill." Indeed I did. Our tastes were just alike.
"I know what to bring, Leroy. We've gotten a few new items since you saw us last."
Cindy had always wanted to be a model, but was much too petite. Even in six-inch heels she barely reached 5' 6". So instead she worked in the fashion business and collected stylish clothes. We found a common interest in sexy underwear and nylons, tight skirts and dresses, and dozens of high-heeled shoes, her trademark. We picked out items together from catalogues. Cindy loved to model them for me as well as for our black male friends when we had the chance.
"Anything else, Leroy?"
"Yeah. I told the guys that Cindy is a good dancer. Maybe she might dance for us, you know, like in a club? They'd appreciate it."
My wife was a good dancer. In fact, she had learned the old fashioned art of striptease after I told her about the burlesque houses I frequented in my youth. We acquired a tape of old strip tunes for the purpose.
"Tell you what, Leroy. I'll get Cindy to perform her strip act. It's a classic. She starts in a long slinky gown and gloves, and slowly strips to her nylons and garter belt. It's quite a tease."
"Perfect! After a hard week and a half on the track, we'll be in the mood for just that. Oh, and Bill, one more thing. While we're at camp the next couple of weeks, we're not gonna be having any sex. No chance. I'd appreciate it if you and your wife could hold off too until next weekend. It will be a lot more fun for all of us."
I agreed. Leroy was always right about such things.
