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It was late afternoon, and we were getting ready for our big date. We
hadn't been out together in months, since I'd been out of town on a
long project. In fact, we hadn't been together very long at all;
I'd talked her into marrying me after only a short period of dating,
after which I was sent out of town on a project. But now I was back,
and looking forward to building an intimate relationship with my recent
bride.
Kay, my wife, is a very attractive blond, blue eye'd, shapely
mid-30's woman, in fantastic shape. She'd been asked by several
skin rags to pose for their magazines, but she'd declined. I
couldn't resist a sense of pride as I watched her getting ready for
our date, admiring her shapely legs as she shaved them, her tight
waist, her firm breasts, her perky ass... She worked her way up,
shaving her upper thighs and eventually trimming around her blond
muff... Kay really was a hot looking woman. I was so looking forward
to getting between those legs later tonight... She had also let me
know that she was likely fertile at the moment, showing me her
fertility calendar on the bedside nightstand.
I had already finished dressing, and was looking rather spiffy, when I
heard a commotion downstairs. I wandered downstairs to find Kevin, an
acquaintance of ours, in our laundry room, putting his clothes in the
wash. Kevin's a rather large black guy, 6"2', very muscular, no
fat, rippling muscles, late 20's I'd guess. I also suspected
Kevin and my wife had dated at one time, but I hadn't had the nerve
to ask her about it, so I really didn't know for sure.
I asked Kevin what was going on, to which he replied he'd just
finished a football game with his buddies, had been wet and covered
with mud, and needed to get his clothes into the wash. His place was
clear across town, and thought we wouldn't mind him using our
machine. And did I have a towel handy he could wrap himself in...?
All I could find was a small hand-towel, which he tried somewhat to
wrap around himself.
Moments later I heard Kay coming down the stairs. I rushed to the
stairs letting her know we had a guest, and noting she had also wrapped
herself in a towel, albeit a nice large bath towel. I explained to her
that the noise we'd heard was Kevin borrowing our washing machine.
She said she'd wanted a cup of tea while getting ready and was
already on her way to the kitchen before I had a chance to offer to
bring a cup of tea upstairs to her. I nervously followed her around,
suggesting she wait upstairs, getting irritated at her nonchalance, to
which she shrugged...
Then Kevin strolled in which sent my blood pressure into orbit. They
simply smiled and said hello, and then managed a friendly hug without
dropping their towels. I was simply out of my mind with fright,
wanting to get my wife back upstairs and Kevin out of my house. My
plans for a romantic evening with my new bride were quickly spinning
out of my control. Kevin excused himself, saying he'd hoped to use
the downstairs shower to clean up. I was more than happy to get him
away from my wife, and told him to help himself. Off Kevin went, and
before long, I had Kay with her tea back upstairs again, getting ready
for our 'date night'.
I decided I'd better remain downstairs and stand guard, knowing Kay
was safe upstairs, and do my best to get our un-invited friend out of
the house. Kevin said there was shampoo in the shower, but asked if
there was any soap he could use. I had to go out to the garage where
we stored extra supplies to get the soap. I grabbed the soap and tried
to return to the house and discovered I'd locked myself out of the
house. My blood pressure once again soared into orbit. Was this
nightmare ever going to end?
Just then, Kevin started yelling, sounding as though he was in pain. I
quickly tried to find a house key, briefly considered knocking down the
door, but knew I'd hurt myself. I decided to go out the car-garage
door, to the front door, and see if it was unlocked. Minutes later I
found my way back to the downstairs bathroom, only to find Kay buck
naked, using her towel to remove some shampoo from Kevin's eyes, who
was equally bare-ass naked. At that point I remembered I had a loaded
handgun in the nightstand by the bed. Unsure who I'd shoot at that
moment, I decided instead to try to take over, and send Kay back
upstairs.
Kay was done before I could intervene, and moments later they both
started laughing at what had happened. Kevin noticed Kay's state of
undress and made some remark about how great she looked, and maybe he
should shampoo his eyes more often... I noticed Kevin's physique; I
guess the old saying about black men being well hung was no joke, if
not an understatement. By now I was pretty sure who I'd shoot.
Kay noticed the soap in my hand, took it, and said to Kevin "Your
hair is clean, so let's get the rest of you", and told Kevin to
turn around. She un-wrapped the soap and started to wash his strong,
muscular back. Water was beginning to spray onto the bathroom floor,
so Kay climbed into the shower behind Kevin and closed the shower door.
I was in shock. My new, fertile bride was in the shower with a
frighteningly well hung big black guy. I was trying to figure out what
I was going to do when I noticed, thru the steamed shower door, Kevin
changing position, obviously turning around to rinse his back.... Kay
had moved on to washing his chest, working her way down, eventually, I
could swear, washing what looked to be a massive cock, and two very
large (and full, I'm sure) testicles.
Kay happens to be a nurse, working with geriatric patients, typically
old people who need help caring for themselves. So I knew she was
accustomed to bathing people, and since she was naked, likely found it
easier to work in the shower rather than get the floor wet. I decided
to have a talk with her later, about the appropriateness of her
behavior and lack of attire. It wouldn't do well at all if people
were to find out about any of this.
Just then, the door bell rang. It took less than a second to decide to
not answer the door. It took my neighbor lady less than a minute to
give up and walk on in, calling out to see if anyone was home. Seems
someone left the garage door up?
I quickly rushed to the front door and greeted my neighbor lady,
thanking her for being alert and letting me know about the garage door.
Trying to usher her out door, I was rewarded with follow-on
conversation, asking how I'd been, they hadn't seen me in some
time, and how was Kay.... I was trying to keep the conversation short,
getting the neighbor lady out the door as quickly as possible so I
could go back and get my wife out of the shower with Kevin. Just as
she turned to leave, out came my wife and Kevin, wrapped in towels
having finished their shower together. Kevin now had a larger bath
towel which was good, given the recent interest being expressed by the
bulge under his towel.
Clearly flustered, my neighbor lady attempted to be polite, asking how
they were. Kay told our neighbor lady about how she was so excited
about her date tonight, how she'd spent so much time 'getting
ready', and that she also happened to be fertile, so tonight was a
special date indeed. With Kevin standing next to Kay, it was easy for
my neighbor lady to be confused... but I was relieved at least the two
of them were no longer in the shower together.
Finally, after an eternity of small talk, I managed to get neighbor
lady out the door. Now, to get Kevin out as well. But the two of them
were no where to be found. I searched everywhere downstairs, until at
some point I heard voices upstairs. Upstairs!
I heard giggling and voices coming from the bedroom. Barging in I
found Kevin sitting on our bed, and Kay trying on a very short, very
tiny black mini-dress and black pumps she'd planned to wear on our
date tonight. I was so distracted by how she looked in that dress I
completely forgot about Kevin. Slowly, I then noticed Kevin was
obviously enjoying the private show, as well, given how his huge black
cock had now become massive, proudly poking up from under the towel,
unwilling to be denied. My wife noticed and obviously considered that
a grand compliment. Kevin was going on and on, complimenting her
figure, the dress and shoes, carrying on about her legs, and how busty
she was. Kay was soaking up the male attention, and I then had to
admit I had done a very poor job of telling her how proud I was of her
looks, but then again I hadn't even been home these last few
months...little wonder Kay was starved for male sexual attention.
Kevin was no fool.
I saw Kay hesitate thoughtfully for moment, then reach into the bedside
nightstand and bring out a tube of cream. In a moment the dress was
gone as were the heels.... she acted as if I weren't there... My
wife removed the cap from the tube and then the towel from Kevin,
freeing his cock, which then sprang up like a black rocket. She cooed
to Kevin "I'd planned to use this later tonight, it's a
progesterone cream that helps lubricate and promotes fertility, now
just lay back". She climbed onto the bed straddling his legs, and
began to rub the cream onto Kevin's cock. After only a few strokes,
she moved forward over him, positioned his cock against her blond,
freshly timed pussy, and began to sit down on him, his enormous cock
head spreading her lips, slowly probing and forcing it's way inside
her....
I finally came to my senses and began to move towards the bed to pull
my wife off of Kevin's cock. Kevin saw what I intended to do, and
quietly slipped his hand into the nightstand and pulled out my gun
without Kay noticing. He quietly placed the gun on the bed out of
sight from Kay, but in a place where I couldn't help but see it, and
Kevin would quickly reach it if I made any further attempts to stop
what was obviously going to happen.
Kevin locked eyes with me, while my wife began moaning, riding his cock
up and down in long strokes. Kevin made sure I saw his hips pumping up
into my wife... one black hand with a firm grip on her ass, and without
losing eye contact with me, he leaned forward and began to bite her
nipples into excitement. Kay was beginning to pant heavily, and looked
to be breaking into a sweat. I was shocked at how wide my wife could
be stretched. His testicles were so huge that each time she completely
came down and Kevin was fully penetrated into my wife, his sack spread
out and he had a large testicle for each side of her ass.
I looked at the fertility calendar on the bedside nightstand, the gun
on the bed, and my sweating wife quickening her pace riding Kevin's
cock. Maybe out of town on a project is the bet place for me to be....