     Mark woke up early that Saturday. He looked over at Faith's
end of the bed and it was empty. It felt very strange not having
his wife beside him. He'd hoped for a moment he was dreaming but
remembered everything about the yacht they were staying on.

  Mark looked at the clock. It was eight and Faith said she'd be
home around noon. He got up and made coffee and checked his mail
on the internet. He'd gotten several responses to his ad and was
surprised. They were several from other couples and a few single
women looking for a little fun.

  Mark kept looking through the pictures of the people that
responded and kept looking at a pretty redhead with dark green
eyes. She was married and her husband worked out of town. She was
in her mid thirties and looking for a companion to share romantic
evenings with.

  She had been married for ten years and had her permission to
meet a gentleman. She was five-six and had long red hair and no
children. She was everything Mark was looking for and wrote her a
long letter explaining his situation and sent it along.

  Mark was still signed on when he got a reply from that woman
and emailed her right back. She sent her phone number along and
Mark got excited and shut off the computer and gave her a call.
They talked for over an hour. Mark thought she was a sweat
person. She was married to an older man. Mark arranged to meet
her for coffee on Monday.

  It was almost noon and Mark figured that Faith would be back
soon with Hank. He had time so he went back on line to check out
that woman's pictures. She was sexy! There were two in a bikini
and a couple in a dress. Her name was Rita. Mark debated if he
should mention her to Faith just yet.  He decided he'd tell her
if she asked.

  Mark was out at the pool when Faith got home. She walked out
and gave Mark a kiss and sat down on his lap.

   "Honey. You look tired. Didn't you get any sleep last night?"

   Faith pulled her hair back over her shoulder. "Uh! I couldn't
sleep on that dam boat last night. I kept hearing the water
splashing all night long."

  "Where's Hank?"

  "Oh. He's taking a shower. I think he's going to take a nap
when he's done."

  Mark assumed they were up screwing most of the night and Faith
was just making excuses about the noise and the water. She laid
her head down against his chest and closed her eyes as Mark held
her arm.

  "Mark? Have you had any luck on that site yet?"


   Mark held her arm and figured he should tell her the truth.
"Well. I got a reply from my ad this morning and we exchanged a
couple of emails and I have a date setup for Monday to meet her
for coffee."

  "Oh . . . Tell me a little about her."

  "Mm . . . She is about five-six and she has long red hair and
green eyes and married to an older man."

  Faith raised her head to look at Mark. "You mean she's not a
black lady?"

  "Honey. There aren't very many black women to choose from in
our area. I've only started looking so maybe I'll find one."

  Faith laid her head back down on his chest. "Mm. I'll ask Hank
if he can find someone that might be interested."
  Mark wondered why she wanted Hank to find a woman for him. He
was going to ask her why but noticed she fell asleep. Mark held
her tight wondering if this was a good idea at all. Faith finally
fulfilled her fantasy with a black man so maybe it should stop
now. Mark thought he would cancel the date for Monday once he
discussed it with Faith. Mark was just as sleepy and fell asleep
as Faith snuggled up to his chin.

  Mark woke up and looked around. Faith must have woken up and
was gone. He looked at his watch and saw it was after five and
slowly got up off the chair and walked into the house.	Mark
walked though the house and heard a noise coming from their
bedroom.

  Mark assumed Faith was taking a shower so he walked toward the
bedroom and was about to enter the room when he saw Faith
kneeling on the bed with her hair flying around. She was being
screwed silly by Hank, doggie style.

  Hank had a grip on Faith's little ass and was pounding her so
hard that the bed shook with each thrust. Faith lowered her head
into the mattress as she moaned each time Hank plunged inside her
pussy.

  Mark stayed just outside the door  watching his wife being
screwed. Hank's body glistened witha black shin. It was wet and
he looked like a stallion as he kept pulling Faith's tiny little
white ass back to meet his thrusts. Mark was about to leave when
he heard Hank grunting and waited as he watched the huge black
man pull out of his wife and shot his hot load alone her wet
back.

  Well. At least he remembered to pull out before he shot that
load! Hank slid his cock between Faith's cheeks, wiping the
remainder of his cum on her skin. Mark watched Hank as he slipped
off the bed and walked along the side and kissed Faith on the
butt before plopping down along the side of her.


   Mark made up his mind not to cancel his date with Rita that
Monday. Mark heard Faith and Hank in the shower soon after and
decided to go out to dinner alone before they finished.  Mark
went out to eat at a fast food restaurant and drove around the
beach until it got dark. He had remembered that he'd put Rita's
number in his phone directory and decided to give her a call. She
was home and alone.

   Mark was surprised when Rita invited him out to her house. It
took him thirty minutes to find the place and got out of the car
and rang the doorbell.

  Rita opened the door. "Hi! You must be, Mark?"

  "Yes. How are you?"

  "Fine. Come on in and sit down and I'll make us coffee."

  Rita was just as attractive as she was in her photos'. She was
dressed casually in shorts and a blouse but Mark thought she was
hot! Mark sat down with her in the kitchen as she poured him a
cup.

  "So. Tell me, Mark. Your wife has her boyfriend, staying at
your house this weekend?"

  Mark sipped the coffee as he shook his head. "Yeah. Rita. The
guy's been there twice in one week and he lives in New York!"

  Rita laughed as she took a swig of her coffee. "Dam. That must
be good pussy you got there, Mark!"

  Mark wasn't use to a woman speaking as bluntly as Rita was but
it was true to what she said. "Yeah. I think you're right, Rita."

  "Well. My old man has this young secretary he's been screwing
for three months now. He told me to find a boyfriend last week so
here we are!"

  Mark laughed. "That's pretty much summing it up in a nut
shell."

  Mark noticed her blouse was unbuttoned and got a glimpse of her
boobs. They looked massively huge.

  "So. Mark. I'm not disappointing you.  I'm I?"

  "Oh. No. Rita. I find you very attractive. I'm sorry I didn't
pick up any flowers on the way here. Everything was closed at
this time of night."

  Rita laughed. Mark. "You seem like a romantic guy! Handsome
too!"


  "How long do you expect your husband to be gone tonight?"

  "Oh. He's gone for the weekend with that little tramp from his
office. We have a cabin up North and he flew out there for a
little fun and relaxation!"

  "Well. I'm glad to see you have a sense of humor about it. I
guess I should laugh a little more about my situation."

  "Mark. Didn't you tell me it was a mutual decision for the two
of you to date?"

  "Yeah. You're right. I guess I shouldn't feel so down about
having that guy in our house."

  Rita sat and starred at Mark for a few seconds then replied.
"Do you know what I think, Mark?"

  "No. What's that, Rita?"

  "I think you feel that way because she has him and you feel
left out!"

  "Yeah. Maybe your right about that!"

  Rita smiled as she drank her coffee. "Well. Mark. Let's make a
toast to our new found friendship here!"

  Mark clanked his cup against Rita's and smiled as he took
another drink.

  "So. Tell me, Mark. What did the two of you expect to get out
of all this?"

  Mark crossed his legs and thought of a good answer. "Well. It
started with my wife's fantasy after she read a book where a
black man and a white woman had a relationship. We started
talking about the book and I remembered a time where we were at
the beach and my wife was drooling over this black guy."

  "So. It's a thing about black men?"

  "Yeah. Sort of."

  "Mark? How do you think she likes it so far?"

  "Well. Rita . . . They seem like they can't stay out of the bed
longer then a couple hours."

  "Is this guy big?"

  Mark laughed. "Huge!"

  "I figured he would be. I think you better keep an eye on that
relationship, Mark. You don't want to let it get out of hand. Let
her get her fill of it. No punt intended. If she's never been
with another man in all those years like you told me on the phone
then it's all new to her. Let her have her fun!"

  Mark nervously laughed. "I guess I have to get use to this open
marriage thing we agreed on."

  Rita smiled. "You can't have your cake and eat it too!"

  Rita loosened her blouse slightly more to reveal those large
tits she carried on her chest and leaned forward and took Mark's
hand. "My husband made me a promise we signed in blood. He'd let
me see other men if I allowed him to screw around with his little
secretary on his business trips."

  Mark starred into her eyes as she held his hands. "Why don't
you follow me?"

 Rita stood and escorted Mark toward the back of the house. He
followed her into a dark bedroom where she turned around and put
her arms around his shoulders and kissing him. Rita began
unbuttoning his shirt and within minutes they were naked and
backing up toward the bed as they locked in another kiss.

  Rita pulled Mark onto the bed until he laid flat while she
straddled his legs. She leaned forward and let her massive
breasts touch his chest as she kissed around his neck. She
scooted down and began sucking his cock which was already hard.

  Rita licked around Mark's balls and slowly worked her way along
his belly and scooted back and slowly lifted her ass and aligned
her pussy with his cock and lowered herself down on top of him.

  Rita's boobs bounced around like melons in a hurricane. It
didn't take long before Mark shot his hot load inside her pussy.
Rita got up to wash up and they were soon screwing again which
lasted into the night.

  Mark woke up groggily and stunned as he remembered where he
was. He looked over at the other side of the bed and found Rita
missing. He looked at the clock and saw that it was after ten in
the morning.
  "Oh my God! Faith is going to kill me!"

  Mark got up and washed and dressed and found Rita waiting with
coffee and breakfast. She was wearing a pink robe with her large
breasts exposed. Mark was tempted but sat down and ate.

  "Eat hardy, Tiger!"

  Mark quickly ate and thanked Rita for allowing him spend the
night. They made arrangements to get together the following
weekend and he was on his way again. Mark rushed home as he kept
an eye on the time. He pulled into the driveway around one in the
afternoon and rushed into the house.

  Faith was waiting near the door. "Honey!" She rushed to hug
Mark. "Where have you been? I've been worried, sick about you all
night? Why didn't you call me?"

  "Baby. I'm sorry. I lost track of the time and the next thing I
remembered was waking up this morning!"

  "Honey? Where have you been? Did you get hurt?"

  "Uh. No. Faith. I was with another woman I met through the
ads."

  Hank was chuckling in the background.

  "Mark! Why didn't you call me and let me know where you were?
I've been up all night worried and wondering if you got into an
accident or something!"

  Mark hugged Faith and held her tight. "Mark! Don't you ever do
that again? Do you hear me?"

  "Yes. Baby. I'm very sorry."

  Hank was still laughing. "You see. I told you Mark hooked up
with a woman! Now you don't have to worry about Mark staying at
home alone next week."

  Mark looked at Hank and asked. "What did you mean by saying,
staying at home next week?"

  Faith held Mark's shoulders as she quickly replied. "Honey.
Hank has to fly back down to Florida next week on business and
will be staying in Miami. He asked me to go with him last night
but I wasn't sure about leaving you here alone."

  Hank was chuckling as he butted into their conversation. "Now
Faith doesn't have anything to worry about next week if she
decides to come to Miami with me."

  Faith looked at Mark as Mark asked. "Faith?  When will you go
and when will you be back?"

  Faith squeezed his arms as she replied. "Honey. Hank has to
meet with several clients and has to stay for five nights. We
leave on Saturday." Faith smiled as she added. "Hank offered to
give me his credit card so I can shop at South Beach while I'm
there."

  Hank butted in again. "Hank. You wouldn't mind giving Faith a
chance to do a little shopping on me would you? Besides. Won't
you have your new girlfriend to visit while Faith is with me?"


   Faith was starring at her husband and asked a question before
Mark had a chance to reply to Hank. "Honey. Who is this woman you
met? What's her name and what does she look like?"

  Mark swallowed at looked at Faith. "Well. Her name is Rita and
she is rather tall and has long red hair and well endowed and she
is married."

  "Mark? How old is Rita and where was her husband when all this
was going on?"

  "She is thirty-three and her husband was out of town. But! He
knows all about what's going on. He was on a trip with somebody
else."

  "Oh." Faith gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek as she starred
at Hank.

   Mark saw Hank still starring at him and said. "What time will
you be picking up my wife on Sunday?"

  "Well be leaving around noon that day."

  The week flew by fairly quick. Hank had called Faith several
times throughout the week, mostly in the evening and stayed on
the phone for hours at a time. Mark called Rita on that Thursday
to confirm their date. Rita would expect Mark on that  Saturday
afternoon and she wanted him to spend the night.

   Mark was concerned about Faith since she wasn't leaving until
Sunday and didn't want to leave her home alone. Besides. Mark
wanted to be home when she left with Hank to Miami. Mark waited
until Saturday morning to break the news to Faith.

  "Honey. I'll be fine for one night. You go with Rita and that
will give me time to get everything I need packed and be ready
for Hank."

  Mark packed a small back with extra underwear and socks and a
shirt. Faith kissed him at the door. Mark held her tight as she
rested her head on his shoulder. They said goodbye then Mark
walked to the car. He saw Faith starring out the window waiving
at him as he backed out of the driveway.

  Mark took Rita out to dinner and had a long night of sex and
spent the day sitting around her pool.  Mark could only think
about Faith leaving with Hank that day as he took in the Florida
sunshine.

  Rita convinced Mark to stay another night since her husband
would be gone. They spent the evening at a restaurant on the
water eating seafood. They took a tour in a boat around the
harbor that evening to watch the sun set. Mark thought about last
week when Faith was out here with Hank on that boat and tried to
imagine what they saw when he watched the sun setting over the
water.


  Rita walked back to the car with her head resting on Mark's
shoulder. Mark tried to be romantic but his mind was on Faith at
the moment. They returned to Rita's home and used their spa where
Rita gave Mark a blow job then showered together.

  Mark spent mots of the first half that night with his cock sunk
inside Rita's pussy. Mark had to leave early the next day for an
appointment. He told Rita he'd call later that evening.

  Mark returned home later that day to an empty house. He checked
the answering machine but Faith hadn't called. He talked to Rita
on the phone before falling asleep that night. They made
arrangements for another date the following weekend.

  It was Friday and Mark hadn't heard a word from Faith while she
was gone. Mark was getting worried and looked at the clock when
the front door opened. Faith was carrying a bunch of bags.

  "Honey! I'll help you with those!"

  Mark rushed over to take a couple bags out of her hands and saw
how messed her hair was as he gave her a kiss.

  "Oh. Mark. I'm so tired!"

  "Would you like me to make you a cup of coffee?"

  "Oh. Yeah. Honey, that would be so nice of you. Thank you!"

  Mark carried all the luggage to their room and put it on the
floor as she retrieved another load from the front door. Faith
went into the bathroom while Mark made coffee. Mark had the cups
waiting on the table when she walked out a few minutes later.
Faith was wearing a night gown.

  Faith sat down at the table after kissing her husband again.
She appeared very tired and out of it as she rubbed her face and
took a swig of her coffee.

  "Did you have a nice time in Miami?"

  "Yeah. Baby. I had a wonderful time. We ate so much food I'll
have to go on a diet starting tomorrow. I think I shopped most of
the day on Monday. I'll show you the things I bought later.

I'm so tired right now."

  Faith picked up the cup as Mark noticed her wedding rings
missing. "Faith? Did you lose your rings?"

  Faith looked at her finger and replied. "Oh. I forgot to put
them back on. They're in my purse if you want to get them for
me."


  Mark found them in a tiny compartment inside her purse and
brought them to her and watched as she slipped them on her
finger.

  "Were they making your finger sore or something?"

  "Uh. No. Honey. I went out to dinner with Hank with a few of
his clients and I didn't want to explain the wedding rings to
these people all the time. They just assumed I was Hank's
girlfriend."

  Mark understood but felt uncomfortable with Faith not wearing
them. Faith wet into the bedroom to start unpacking a few things
as Mark walked up behind her as she was at the dresser and gave
her a hug and kissed the top of her head.

  Faith had a diamond neckless in her hand. "Honey? Did Hank
allow you to purchase that while you shopped? It looks very
expensive!"

  "Oh. No. Hank bought this for me. Isn't it nice?"

  He was standing behind her as she held it up to her neck and
looked into the mirror. "Yeah. It's really nice."

  Faith put the neckless in a jewelry box and Mark playfully
began to slip the gown over her head. She tried to playfully
wiggle away but he got it over her head and she turned around and
wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

  Mark picked her up and carried Faith to the bed and laid her
down and crawled in next to her and kissed her belly. Mark rubbed
her legs as she ran her hand on his back.

  "Honey. Did you miss me while I was gone?"

  Mark smiled. "Faith. That was a stupid question. Yes. I missed
you very much!"

  Mark began kissing his way up her belly and stopped at her
boobs when he noticed the tiny red bits around her nipples.

  "It looks like Hank got kind of rough?"
  Mark glanced down at Faith's shaved pussy and noticed how red
and puffy it appeared. He quickly took his cloths off and flipped
her over onto of him until she straddled his legs. Faith was
smiling and leaned down to kiss his chest as he squeezed her
breasts in his hands.

  "Mark! I missed you a whole lot too!"

  Mark laughed and pointed at the bit marks on her tits. "When
did you have time to miss me?"



   They laughed together as Faith wiggled on top of Mark as she
tickled his stomach while he tried to put his cock inside her
pussy. He reached her slit and she stiffened her body.

  "Mark! Be very gentle.  I'm really sore down there!"

  Mark starred into her eyes as he inserted the head into the
slit and gave a slight push. Faith tightened again and closed her
eyes. Mark was sure she was in pain but wanted to fuck her badly
and held onto her thighs as he pushed his legs up.

  "Oh. Gosh. It hurts a little."

  Mark kept watching her face and couldn't understand why it hurt
so much because she felt very different then normal. She was very
loose and stretched out. It had a natural  gap when he saw it.
She didn't feel anywhere near as tight as she always had.

  Mark knew she would stretch with Hank but never realized it
would be so much! "Honey? I think you've stretched a little!"

  Although she was sore but wanted to allow Mark to screw her,
Faith quickly lifted herself off Mark's lap and sat on the bed
next to him.

  "Mark. I'm sorry if your not getting anything out of this."

  Mark could see it in her eyes. He hurt her feelings.

  "Faith? I'm sorry! I didn't mean it that way! I just meant it
wasn't as tight at the moment! Maybe you're just too tired right
now. I understand!"


  "Yes. Mark. I'm sore right now. I think I'll just lay down for
a while and take a short nap."

  Mark watched as Faith adjusted the pillow and crawled under the
blankets.

  "Faith. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean anything."

  Faith turned her head and starred at Mark. "You wouldn't have
mentioned it if you didn't mean it."

  Mark rubbed the blanket around her shoulder as she laid her
head back down. "Honey. I'm sure it will tighten up again in a
few days."

  "Mark? I'd like to get a little sleep, if you don't mind?"

  Mark knew he dug himself a fairly deep hole and got off the bed
and walked out of the bedroom.


   Mark was so frustrated and kept wondering why he even
mentioned anything to Faith. He remembered reading Hank's ad and
his measurements being slightly more than nine inches long
extremely thick. Mark could still vision Faith's hands around the
girth of that monster and remembered how tiny her fingers
appeared in comparison.

  He remembered what Hank had said about spoiling her and what he
overheard them saying that night near the pool. Mark never took
any of it seriously but it surely had an impact on them now.


  Faith kept a distance from Mark the next few days. They spoke
but she was cold toward him romantically. Mark only wondered and
worried how she was going to react when he mentioned having a
date with Rita the following weekend.

  Mark learned that Hank wouldn't be able to fly down for another
week. Mark wondered if Faith would be able to go two weeks
without having that big black cock stuck in her pussy. Mark was
beginning to feel angry because Faith wasn't being a little more
understanding.

  Mark broke his silence about Rita that Friday afternoon. Faith
slammed the cabinet door shut in the kitchen as she finished
putting away the dishes. Her back was turned away from Mark as he
stood waiting for a reply from her.

  "Well? Are you going to be angry with me if I go?"

  Faith turned around and wiped her hands. "Mark! I'll be fine
here alone. I have a book I can read. It's giving me a little
time all by myself, anyway!"

  "Faith? Why are you still mad at me?"

  "Mark! I'm fine. You go and spend a couple days with Rita and
I'll be fine!"

 Mark arrived at Rita's house that Saturday afternoon. They had
dinner planned but ended up in the bedroom for a quickie before
their reservation.

  Mark had a conversation about Faith with Rita during dinner.
"Mark. Your remark toward Faith was much more critical then you
think. Faith saw it as her husband telling her she is getting old
and not as adequate for you as she once was."

  "Rita. I can't stress the fact on how bad I felt after I saw
that I hurt her feelings."

  "Mark. This might be an unfortunate situation for you if this
guy your wife has been seeing learns about your remark. He may
stress the fact how he finds her more pleasing for him."

  "What do you suggest I do?"

  "Mark. As soon as we finish dinner. I want you to drive us back
to my house and drop me off and go and buy Faith flowers or
something you think she would like to have."

  Mark took Rita home and he did exactly what she suggested.
Bought flowers. The house was dark when Mark got home. Faith's
car was parked in the garage so he knew she was home. The light
was on in their guest room so he walked with the flowers behind
his band and peeked around the corner. Faith was dusting the
dresser in her pajama's.

  "Honey? What are you doing home? I wasn't expecting you until
morning!"

  Mark moved the flowers around so she could see them. "Mark?
What's the occasion? Wasn't Rita home tonight to accept those?"

  "No. I bought them for you. Rita was home and we had dinner
together and left and stopped by the flower shop and got these
for you."

  Faith kept dusting and Mark had an idea she didn't believe him.
"Aren't you going to take these?"

  "Yes. Mark. Thank you. They're nice. Can you put them in water
in the kitchen for me?"

  Mark put the flowers on the bed and walked up behind her and
wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck as he tried
to tickle her belly. Mark got Faith to laugh but she kept trying
to dust. Mark gently spun her around and held her tight keeping
her arms from moving.

  "Honey. Why don't you come out to the kitchen with me and I'll
fix us a couple drinks?"

  Faith was starring into his eyes as she took a deep breath and
exhaled slowly. "I'll be right there."

  Mark put the flowers in water and fixed the drinks. Faith came
out and sat on the bar stool. "Mark. I got a call from Shelly
tonight. She got engaged to that guy she was dating from Long
Island."

  "Oh. Yeah. The guy she sent the pictures of a couple months
ago. Did they set a date yet?"

  "No. They haven't decided on June or July yet. She said she'd
give me a call as soon as they figured it out."

  Mark, was happy and surprised about the news of their daughter
but more so that Faith seemed to be speaking to him again.

  "See. We might be grand parents sooner then you think!"

   Mark saw the sudden change in Faith when he mentioned
grandparents. He walked around to the other side of the bar and
put his arm around Faith. "Honey. I think it's wonderful news
that she's finally getting married."

  Rita was right about Faith. Mark felt she was having a mid life
crisis or something. She didn't want to feel old. She was only
forty-three and still very beautiful.

  Later that evening, Mark laid in bed while Faith finished her
shower. She surprised him when she walked out naked with one of
the roses in her hair. She was laughing as she climbed into bed
and leaned down to kiss Mark.

  Faith pulled the blankets down to the foot of the bed and
scooted herself above Mark's legs and grabbed his cock under his
pajama's. She leaned over and kissed him as he slipped them down
and kicked them to the floor.

  Faith pushed her hair back and leaned down and began licking
the head of his cock. Faith held it straight up and lowered her
head down until Mark thought she would choke on it. Mark had
never seen her suck cock like this before but he wasn't going to
complain.

  She did this several times until he was very wet and climbed
back above his legs and held his cock to her pussy slit and
gently lowered herself down until she sat on his lap. Faith
actually felt tighter as Mark flexed his hips and pushed up
inside her.

  Faith was starring intensely as she moved up and down on top of
him. It was much different this time because she was using her
pussy muscles to squeeze his cock.

  "Oh. Baby. You feel so good tonight. What are you doing to me?"

  Faith giggled. "Do you feel it?"

  "Yes. Baby. I do!"

  Mark knew what he said really bothered her. She was going out
of her way to do this for him. He got a grip on her ass and moved
her up and down his cock. Mark wanted to do something she licked
and began to push on her ass to move forward and sit on his face.
She moved up and Mark started licking her pussy. He was a pro at
this and knew just how to make her cum.

  She did and twice before sliding back down to sit on his cock
again. Mark moved her over onto her back and started to fuck her
hard until he came. She kept kissing him once he came and Mark
finally rolled over until he caught his breath.  Faith cuddled
next to him and he was glad things were back to normal again.

  The next morning at coffee, Mark was sitting at the bar
watching his wife at the sink wearing only her thong and a bra.

  "Honey. If you don't get something on over that, I'm going to
take you back into the bedroom!"


  Faith turned around smiling and brought her coffee over and sat
on the stool next to him.

    "Mark? Hank called me last night and said he'll be moving
down here in three weeks."

    Mark just starred at the wall when he heard that remark. "You
mean he's moving here and staying here full time?"

  "Well. He's keeping his place in New York and will be here most
of the time. He asked me to go out and pick out furniture for his
new condo."

  Mark replied. "Well. I guess you'll be seeing him more often,
won't you?"

  Faith answered Mark with a little defense. "Your new
girlfriend, Rita lives nearby." She was sipping her coffee and
added. " I think it would be a good idea to bring her over so I
can meet her. Don't you think?"

  Mark had a feeling she was changing the subject about Hank
moving to Florida. "Why would you want to meet Rita?"

  Faith laughed. "I want to meet the woman my husband is
screwing. Remember what we planned? I don't think it's right
since you've met Hank and I don't know her! I ` kind of curious
to see this younger woman my husband has the hots for!"

  "Faith! I'm not out cheating behind your back or anything. I
thought you agreed to this open marriage thing. I've been fully
open about her!"

  "Honey. I know! I've been completely open with you to! I saw
your face when I said that Hank was getting a condo here. Do you
want me to tell Hank I'm not going to see him any longer? Is that
what you would like me to do?"

  "No. Honey. I didn't say that. Uh. Fine! I'll give Rita a call
later and see if I can arrange it. Her husband doesn't come home
until Monday. You want me to make it today?"

  "Yes. We have time today. Why not call her now before she has
plans?"
  Mark picked up the cell phone and got a hold of Rita. Faith sat
on the stool next to him with her legs crossed and her foot
swinging back and forth with her arms crossed. Mark talked for
several minutes until he finally convinced Rita to meet his wife.

  "There! Are you satisfied now?"

  Faith got off the stool and hugged Mark. "Whatever happened to
the idea of meeting a black woman?"

  "I told you I couldn't find anyone that appealed to me in our
area!"

  Faith rubbed his neck. "I just think you wanted to find a
younger woman!"

  "Honey! That's not true at all! I think you're extremely
attractive! I have no reason to be looking for a younger woman!"

  Mark playfully held her around the waist as she leaned on his
shoulder. "What's all this jealousy about all of a sudden?"

  Faith ran her fingers along his chest and leaned into Mark's
ear. "Is she tighter then me?"

  "Faith? Why are you bringing that up again? It has nothing to
do with that!"

  Faith was still leaning on Mark with her elbow. "I just want to
know if she was tighter?"

  Mark decided to be honest as he pulled Faith even closer while
she smiled and leaned on him and waited for a reply.

  "Let's stop kidding here! Hank has a huge cock! He'd stretch
any woman with the size of that thing! It's obvious, your not
going to be as tight after he's been inside you!"

  Faith just leaned on his shoulders as she starred at him. Mark
saw she was still starring and added. "I liked the way you used
your pussy muscles last night. Where did you learn that trick?"

  "What your saying is that when I have sex with Hank I stretch
and it's not as pleasing for you?"

  "Honey! It's only a fact I'm pointing out here. It has nothing
to do with being your fault. Don't you agree that eventually
Hank's size will stretch you permanently?"

  Mark still had his arm around her waist as she slipped her
elbow off his shoulder. "What time are we picking Rita up?"

  "Five."

   Faith pulled the hem of her skirt down as Mark knocked on the
door. Rita answered and nervously greeted the couple as they
entered the house.

  Faith kept starring At Rita's massive boobs as Mark introduced
her. "Let me get my purse so we can go!"

   Faith leaned toward Mark and whispered in his ear. "I thought
I had large boobs!"

  Mark smiled and replied. "You do!"



    Mark mostly listened to the women talk during dinner. Rita
talked about her husband and Faith started to get into the
subject of their open marriage.

  "Well. At least my husband found himself someone more largely
endowed then mine!"

  "Faith. You're very attractive. Mark talks about you all the
time."

  The women seemed to hit it off as Mark just listened. They
began talking about things that females talk about. After dinner
they walked along a group of shops and sat on a bench. Mark
walked along the store windows while the two women chatted away.
They were talking about things that embarrassed most men.

  Mark kept a distance but kept turning around to see them
talking. He casually walked near them until Faith yelled out.
"Honey? Are you ready to go?"

  They drove to Rita's place where she invited them in for a
drink. Rita talked mostly about her husband as Faith listened.

  Mark smiled. "Are you ladies ever going to stop gabbing?"

  They women both laughed. Faith put her hand on Rita's shoulder.
"I'm glad my husband found someone I can relate with!" They both
laughed.

  Faith scooted away from Rita and padded the cushion between
them. Mark moved and sat in between them.

  Rita laid her hand on his thigh. "Faith? Do I have your
permission to see little Mark when your entertaining your
boyfriend?"

  Both women laughed as Rita rubbed his thigh. "I'm sorry, Mark.
I just wanted to assure your wife that I'll take good care of
you!"

  Rita looked over at Faith. "So. Hank is moving down here within
a month? I suppose you'll be seeing him more often in the future?
Do you just have a sexual relationship going with him?"
  Faith sipped her drink before replying. "I would find it  hard
not to have any feelings, for a person your screwing regularly. I
know Hank's feeling toward me are very strong and if Mark wasn't
in the picture, well you know what I mean?"

  Rita replied as she agreed and shook her head. "I understand
perfectly. First you meet a person, have a little sex then your
meeting again and he's telling you about his life then your
getting involved then your sharing your life with them him and so
on!"

 Mark just sat between them listening.


  "Oh. I know. Hank already asked me to pick out furniture for
his place.  He trusted my taste and told me to pick out what I
felt I would like myself!"

  "See. Right there! You're involved with this guy's life! As if
you don't have enough to do on your own."

  "I don't mind. I'd rather do it then have him pick out
something too masculine."

  Rita laughed. "Yeah. You want to feel comfortable if your going
to be spending a lot of time there!"

  They both laughed.

  Rita padded Mark's leg. "Don't worry, Mark. Men don't know much
about picking out furniture. It's nothing personal."

  The ladies spent the remainder of the evening chatting and on
the drive home, Mark remembered the comment Faith said about how
people develop feelings for their lovers. He made mental
comparisons to Rita and himself. Well. He was glad the two women
hit it off so well together. Rita even mentioned triple dating
with her husband and his girlfriend. Rita's husbands girlfriend
was the only partner that wasn't married.

  "Mark. I think what Rita had a good suggestion about everyone
getting together for a party. We could hold it at our house and
make it a pool party once Hank settles down here."

  Faith kept busy the next few days visiting furniture stores for
Hank's new condo. He'd be moving down in less then a week and
Faith kept in touch with him sometimes twice a day by phone. She
even sent pictures of furniture that she selected on her cell
phone to get his opinion. She had everything in his condo setup
for him the day before he was traveling down.

  Mark had visited Rita the week after the tow women met and
spent the weekend with her. When he returned home, Mark was
anxious to see Faith and tried to get her into the bedroom but
all she said was. "Didn't you get enough sex with Rita this
weekend?"

  Mark made a second attempt in the middle of the week but Faith
claimed she was too tired after setting up Hank's furniture that
afternoon.

  Hank was expected at any moment that Friday afternoon. Faith
seemed anxious and excited that morning as she prepared getting
ready. Mark was driving her over to meet Hank at his new condo.
They arrived early so Faith could put a few last touches on it.

  Faith was busy in the kitchen putting away a few things she
bought for him while he took a little tour of the place himself.
He was very pleased with the furnishings Faith had picked out. It
reminded him of their house.


   Mark checked out the bedroom and saw the huge king-sized bed
and walked inside a large double walk-in closet and saw that Hank
must have had his cloths shipped down and Faith had everything in
order. He peeked on the other side and was stunned when he saw
women's cloths hanging there.

  They were all new dresses and heels lined up along the bottom
shelf. They were all Faith's sizes. Most were revealing things
plus shorts and tops stacked in another shelf. Mark walked back
into the bedroom and got curious and opened a few drawers until
he found intimate things like panties and thongs, bras and more.


  Mark just closed the drawer when Faith walked in. "How did I
do, Mark? Do you think Hank will like it?"

  "Uh. Yeah. Everything is nice. Um. I saw the dresses and stuff
in the closet?"

  "Oh. Yeah. Hank told me to buy a few things to keep here so I
don't have to keep packing clothes."

  "Oh. I guess that's a good idea!" Mark waited as she checked
the bathroom and stopped her when she walked out. "I'll be right
out, Faith. Let me use the bathroom before Hank arrives."

  Mark peed and washed his hands and started to check out the
drawers and saw lipstick and stuff that Faith would use and
noticed these little packets. They were scented portable douches'
to be used after sex. Mark read the instructions which stated
they could be used to help prevent pregnancy.

  Mark counted a dozen new packages and Mark never saw Faith use
them before and stood thinking about what Hank had said the very
first time they were planning to get together. He told Mark to
make sure Faith got on the pill because he loved to cum inside a
woman's pussy.

  Faith was sitting in the front room when he walked out and
casually sat down next to her on the sofa. "Honey. I know this is
a goofy time to ask but you never went to see a doctor about
getting a prescription for birth control pills or anything did
you?"

Faith laughed. "Mark! Of all the times to ask me that question!
No! Hank always takes it out before he ejaculates."

  They heard the door open. It was Hank holding, flowers when he
walked inside. Mark waited as Faith got up and ran to him. They
kissed as she took the flowers from him and smiled as Hank waived
at Mark as she started to take him around excitably showing him
the condo.

  Mark waited while she put the flowers down in the kitchen and
walked Hank around by the hand and went room to room.



   A few minutes passed so Mark got up to see where they were and
found them embraced in the bedroom kissing. Faith's hands were
wrapped around his neck and Hank had one hand around her waist
while the other squeezed her ass. Mark could practically see
their tongues mingling and the wet smacking sounds of their kiss.

  Mark decided to wait in the living room but seconds later Faith
came walking out with a smirk and lovingly put her hands on his
collar. "Mark? Hank wanted to take a shower from the long trip.
He said he'd take us to dinner tonight."

  "I'd wondered if you were getting that big black dick in
there!"

  "Mark! That wasn't a nice thing to say!"

  "It's true! You've been without that black dick for three weeks
now!"

  Mark playfully grabbed her around the waist and pulled Faith so
close that her tits pushed into his chest. "You'd rather stay
here tonight so you can get it, don't you?"

  Mark kissed her as she gave him a silly expression. "Mark! Stop
joking around!"

  "Just tell me you want it!" His face was so close their noses
were touching.

  "What if I do?"

   Mark reached between her legs as she pulled her hips back.
"You're pussy nice and hot and wet for him?"

  Mark was still trying to touch her pussy as she backed away.
"Mark! Stop it!"

  He grabbed her around the waist again and held her tightly and
finally got his hand under the waist line of her shorts and felt
her pussy mound. "Its wet isn't it?"

  Faith kissed him back while she starred into his eyes. "Yes.
I'm wet."
  Mark kissed her again. "Se. It feels hot too!"

  He inserted a finger between her pussy slit and felt the
wetness. Faith put her arms on his shoulders as she gave him a
deep passionate kiss. "Mark. That's enough now before Hank
catches you doing that!"

  "What's the matter, can't I touch my wife now?"

  "Mark!" He kissed her again then playfully slapped her ass.


  Faith pinched his cheek and gave him a little kiss on his chin.
She pointed her finger at his face.

 "Behave yourself!"

  Hank came out shortly after and held Faith around the waist as
he spoke to Mark. "I think Faith did a wonder job on this condo!
She put so many personal touches in the place."

  Faith leaned her face up to Hank so he could kiss her.
"Darling. I need to use the bathroom before we go."

  Hank's arm slipped away from her waist as she padded his back
and walked to the bathroom.
"Well. Mark. You won't have to worry about me spending too many
nights at your place any longer."

  "Uh. No. I guess your right."

  Hank was smiling as he walked closer to Mark. "You'll be able
to bring that hot little redhead over to your place more often
now."

  "I suppose you're right about that too. Faith never told me
about any plans she had on staying here but I suppose she will."

  Hank nudged Mark's shoulder.  "Hey. You just say the word, man.
You want to bring the lady over to your place for a night, a
week, a month!"

  Hank laughed as he padded Mark on the shoulder. "Mark. You just
say the word and I'll gladly get Faith out of the picture for
you."

  "Yeah. Sounds fine, Hank."

  Hank leaned his hand on Mark's shoulder. "Listen. Man. It's
been three weeks now if you know what I mean? A man doesn't live
on bread alone!" Hank laughed at his own remark.

  "Uh. Yeah. I know exactly how your feeling."

  Hank laughed. "You got it!"

  Mark waited for Hank to add something to his last remark and
didn't have to wait long. "Listen. Mark. We're cool, right?
Brother!"

  "Ah. Yeah. Hank. Listen. I think I'll be taking off."

  Hank laughed as Faith walked back into the room. "Faith. Mark
is leaving."

  "Honey? Your not going to dinner with us tonight?"

  "I think I'll let you and Hank enjoy dinner alone tonight. Give
me a call later and let me know where your staying tonight."

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