Today began like so many other Saturdays. Least it seemed so as I ate breakfast with my husband before going about my daily chores. I had no idea this would be a day that would begin a whole need experience for me and change what I always thought I knew about myself.
My name is Marisa. I am 25 five years old and have been married to my husband John for three years now. We have so far done well and been generally happy. He has a job that pays well enough for me to stay home and we have a decent sized three bedroom house on some land in a newer development. The only thing I don't like is every couple of weeks or so John has to go away for up to three days for work leaving me very alone. The other area we don't see eye to eye on is in bed. See, I'm a natural redhead and we tend to have very high sex drives, me included. My husband on the other hand has a very low one wanting it on average once a week when I could go every day. Though to be honest that is a newer thing for me. I was actually a virgin before I met him and he has been the only man I have ever been with.
Like most redheads I have very pale skin and freckles dotting anywhere the sun hits me the most. I am of medium height I guess standing 5'7" tall and wear usually a size 9 in clothing. That's due mainly to two issues with my body. I have wide hips which no matter how small I am they never go down, as is there is nothing but bone under my skin there. The other is my chest since I wear a size 36DD bra. Those of course are all too often the first thing a guy tends to look out since they really do srand out. The one part of my body I love other than my hair are my legs. Strong and well shaped since I spent most of my high school years on the softball and sprint teams.
During the afternoon John got a phone call from an old friend of his, William. At first he sounded happy to hear from him, being weeks since they had last spoken but this quickly changed to a look of concern as he got up and left the room. I myself had only ever met Henry once soon after we got married. He is a 6'2" tall, medium to above average build, fairly good looking black guy. Like all guys he had a hard time not talking to my chest but after so many years with these things I have grown used to that. Him and John had been friends since high school and though he lives a couple hours away they still talk on the phone every so often to catch up and meet each other a few times a year. I couldn't understand what John was saying in the other room but could tell he was upset. He was on the phone with William for over a half an hour before coming back into the living room looking a little depressed. Asking him if everything was okay he sat down next to me and began to explain what was going on.
John told me William was having a real bad time. He had been laid off and was unable to find any work nearby his place. On top of that he didn't nearly have enough funds to pay for his apartment and other bills and would likely be kicked out. John said William didn't ask for anything, just wanted someone to talk to but John made him an offer and wanted to see if it would be okay with me too. He said he had told William that he would speak to me and if I agreed then he could spend some time with us until he got back onto his feet. I was to be honest surprised. I didn't hesitate though in telling him it would be fine with me. John promised to make it up to me and thanked me for understanding the situation. He immediately got back on the phone, calling William to tell him the good news. He would be moving in the following week which would give me plenty of time to get the extra bedroom ready.
The following Saturday morning as planned William pulled up to our house. Unload his stuff into our garage he couldn't stop thanking us for helping him out in his time of extreme need. Even giving me a big protracted hug. John insisted that he could stay as long as he needed to find a new job. That night I laid in bed and felt odd knowing that we weren't there alone as normal. I am amazed how fast time can go by. It was now over a week since he had been staying with us. Though I did like William, what little I knew personally about him, I still hard a part of me that couldn't wait to be home alone again. Even telling my husband so. John assured me it wouldn't be too long but reminded me of the bad state our economy was in and might be hard for him to find a new job as quick as he would like.
Not that it was bad. When John was at work William often kept me company and even helped around the house. I did grow more comfortable with him being around, to a point. He was someone else to talk to though on a daily bases. Soon even got relaxed enough to talk about more personal issues like my relationship with John. As more time went by this helped us grow a little closer as friends.
It was now over three weeks since William had moved in with us and I had pretty much grown used to him being around. I had no idea though that this Wednesday night would be the first link in a chain that would change my life, at least part of it. It was a normal Wednesday, getting house work done then dinner together after John got home. Watched TV for a few hours as usual before going to bed. John and I dozed off pretty quickly but I had a hard time staying asleep finding myself with a very dry throat. Thinking that maybe a nice glass of milk might help, I slipped softly out of bed, making sure not to wake my husband. Quietly opening our bedroom door I headed down the hallway past the second bedroom where William was staying. I noticed that the light was still on and the door was cracked. I didn't think twice as I headed right towards the kitchen.
After getting my drink I tried my best to not make any noise as I walked back down the hallway to bed again. As I approached William's room I thought I would peek slightly inside through the ajar door to make sure he had not fallen asleep with the light on. As I peered inside I could see him laying on the bed awake, completely naked. Worst of all he was masturbating!
I couldn't believe what I was watching. I honestly had never seen a black man naked much less masturbating. He had one had holding what looked like a photo he was staring at while the other was stroking his dick. And boy was it ever a big one, to say the least down right massive! Had to be near 3 inches longer then my husband, between 8 to 8 1/2 inches long, likely closer to 8 1/2. Not to mention very thick around, much thicker then John's, with a big head on top. If I had to guess probably nearly 5 1/2 inches circumference. I was speechless but the biggest shock was yet to come. The way he was holding the photo in his hand from my angle I could only see the back of it. On the other side of the bed though there is a mirror sitting on top of the dresser. Looking across I could clearly see the front of the photo and it happened to be one of me. He was masturbating to my picture!
As quickly and silently as I could I rushed back to my bedroom. Climbing back into bed I laid there even more awake before. Totally unable to get the picture of William, completely naked, masturbating while thinking about me. Not to mention that I couldn't get the image of his huge black cock out of my head either. The next day I felt a bit awkward when around William. Just about every time I was with him I couldn't help but picture him naked or thinking about that massive tool he was packing. I also never knew he felt that way about me in the least. I did know he seemed to like me but never considered it was that form of desire. I did my best to ignore it all as the days went on. Yet, what happened five days later made it hard to keep it out of mind. Was up late at night on the computer when I began to get tired. Walking do the hallway to our bedroom I passed by William's door which was open again and like the other night he was again masturbating in bed while holding another photo of me. This time around I found myself more mesmerized then shocked as I stared at him stroking his large black dick. Was even slightly flattered and found myself wondering what something like that would feel like.
