   Mark laid in the empty bed starring up at the ceiling. He was
thinking back four months ago to that trip to Miami when he last
screwed Faith. Has it been that long? Nine months since they
first met Hank? It was a rarity when Faith spent a night at home
with Mark.


  Maybe that's why that weekend in Miami stood out vividly in his
mind. He felt so close to her that morning. The morning he walked
into their hotel room and got a quick piece. Yeah! Left overs,
you might consider it! It was good! He felt it! Faith felt it!

  Mark looked at the time. It was after eleven. Faith promised
that she'd be home that night. It wasn't their wedding
anniversary but it was the anniversary of the night they first
met. Mark would just take it  and forget about it. He closed his
eyes remembering their first date. Mark thought she was adorable.


  Faith always wore her hair down to her waist as she does today.
She was sweet. Hardly dated anyone. Her father was strict with
her and wouldn't allow her to date until she finished high
school. Then it was college! Mark closed his eyes. He was falling
asleep.

  Something touched his nose. He was startled as he opened his
eyes and saw red roses in his face and an adorable blonde woman
holding them with a smile.

  "Hi. Baby!"

  Mark smiled as he reached for her. Faith leaned over and kissed
his lips. "You thought I'd forget?"

Mark smiled as he starred at Faith. She was dressed
conservatively in a dress suite. "Why the formal wear?"

  "Honey? That's why I'm so late. I just flew back from New York
with Hank tonight. He had business to attend to and if I knew we
were going to be this late I wouldn't have gone."

  Mark slipped himself up and laid back against the bed. Faith
gave him the flowers to hold as she took off her clothes. "I've
had a long day. I've been on that plane for five hours and had to
rush over here. I could just fall asleep."

  Mark felt disappointed. They never had quality time together
any longer. He watched as Faith got completely naked then opened
a drawer and pulled out her pajama's.  She combed her hair as she
spoke. "Mark. We had such a busy time in New York this week. Hank
had meetings to attend and we met clients for dinner. I thought
it would never end!"

  Mark tossed the flowers on the bed and put his hands behind his
head as he watched her playing with her hair. "How many times did
he fuck you this week?"

  Faith turned around with a surprised expression on her face.
"What?"

  "You heard me. How many times did he fuck you?"

  Faith shook her head and took her ear rings off and slammed
them onto the counter.


  "Can't you remember or did you lose count?"

  "Mark? Why are you doing this? I came all the way over here
tonight to spend time with you."

  "Oh. No! Forget it! I'm not just a puppy dog you can spend a
couple hours here and there with and I'm supposed to lap at your
hand and take what love and affection I can't get! How many?
Five? Ten? Lost count?"

  "Fuck you. Mark!"

  Mark got mad and rushed out of bed and grabbed Faith by her
arms. "Dam it. Faith! I hardly every see you any more! Don't you
understand what your doing to our marriage!"

  Faith tried to get away as she twisted her arms and finally
through them down as he let go of her. "Mark. You're the one that
started this open marriage shit! Tell me this! Did you get Rita
out of here in enough time to make room for me in bed? Is that
it, Mark? Did you fuck her tonight? Did she suck your dick and
swallow you're cum for you?"

  Mark slapped her face and quickly put her hands on her cheeks.
Tears were forming in her eyes as she gritted her teeth and
slapped him back as hard as she could and ran into the bathroom
and slammed the door.

 Mark was just about ready to kick in the door and stopped. He
was pissed and stood listening to Faith cry on the other side of
the door.

  "Faith? Listen to me!"

  "Go away! I don't want to be around you!"

  Mark could feel the anger building up in his shoulders and
head. He'd never hit her before today.

He sniffled and discovered his nose was bleeding. Faith hit him
hard. He grabbed a few napkins on the dresser and held them to
his nose until it stopped.

  He still heard her crying a few minutes later. "Faith. I'm
coming in!"

  "Fuck! Don't you understand? I don't want to be around you so
go away!"

  Mark walked in circles a couple times in the bedroom and picked
up the flowers and put them on the dresser. Mark hesitated a
second, then he quickly walked to the door and tried the door
handle. It was locked. He was getting angry again as he tried to
figure out what he was going to do.

  Mark picked up a coat hanger and straightened it out and poked
it into the door knob and it unlocked. He pushed the door open
and saw Faith sitting on the edge of the tub crying.

   Faith stood and tried to get away but he stopped her. "Get
away from me!"

   Mark grabbed her arms as she tried to swing at him."What's
wrong? Can't remember how many times he screwed you this week?"

  "Get out! Get away from me. Now!"

  Mark grabbed her around the waist and carried her into the
bedroom as she tried to pull away. He through her back on the bed
and quickly yanked off her pajama bottoms as she kicked and
fought to get away.

  Mark pulled her back by her feet as she wiggled and struggled
again as he grabbed a hold of her pajama top and pulled it open
to reveal her tits.


  "Look! Bit marks!"

  Faith spit at him as he kept pulling her back toward the edge
of the bed. "Come here! Let me count how many times he chewed on
them!"

  "Fuck! Let me go!"

  "Tell me how many times did he fuck you this week?"

  Mark kept pulling her until he got on top as she tried to kick
him off and hit his balls making him grab his crotch as she
pushed him off and ran out into the front room. Mark regained
himself and followed her out into the kitchen where she was
dialing the phone.

  Mark grabbed the phone out of her hand. "Whom are you trying to
call? The police?"

  "No. Give me the phone. Now!"

  Mark grabbed her by the hair. "Tell me who?"

  "I'm calling Hank!"

  Mark started to dial the phone. "Let me get him for you so he
can come here and fuck you again!"

  Faith tried to grab the phone as he through it down on the
floor and grabbed her from behind and carried her back into the
bedroom as she kicked and hollered. Mark through her back down on
the bed and climbed on top of her and pinned her legs this time
so she wouldn't kick him again. He had a hold of her writs as he
tried to kiss her mouth but she spit at him again as she
struggled and twisted her arms trying to get away.



   Mark began to yell in her face. "Come one and tell me. Whore!
How many times did he fuck you this week!"

  Faith starred at him angrily as she shouted back at him.
"That's why I'm late. Hank wanted to fuck me this morning and we
were late getting the plane off the ground! Yes! I wanted to fuck
too!

  Mark managed to get between her legs as she licked them out but
he was on the verge of penetrating her with his dick He held her
writs as tight as he could and pushed forward until the head of
his cock touched her slight.

  "Let me fuck you! This pussy belongs to me too! We have an open
marriage, remember?"

  Faith tried to squirm away but mistakenly moved forward and
Mark lodged himself inside her and pushed.  "That's it. Open
those legs and take my cock!"

  "Stop it! Take it out of me now!"

  "What's the matter? You're pussy only like that black dick now?
Is that it? You want that big black cock in you instead on mine?"

  "Mark? Your hurting me, now stop it!"	

  Mark was breathing hard as he pushed into her. "Tell me Faith.
How many times did he fuck you this week?"

  "Five"

  Mark kept pushing. "Yeah? Was it good?"

  Faith was giving up as she responded. "Yeah. It was good."

  Mark was able to push in further as he held her wrists. "Did he
fuck you hard like you wanted it?"

  "Yes. Mark. Hank screwed me the way I asked him to."

  Mark kept pushing and finally felt Faith respond and eased up
on her arms. "Did you beg for it?"

 "Yes."

  "I knew you would. You love that big black dick in you, don't
you?"

  "Yes. Mark. I love feeling his black cock in me!"


   Faith was breathing hard as Mark began to fuck her. "Are you
in love with Hank?"

  Faith just kept starring into his eyes and saw the anger as he
shook her writs and repeated. "Tell me. Are you in love with
Hank?"

  "What did you expect?"

  Mark lunged forward as hard as he could and released her arms
as he grabbed her ass and began screwing her as hard as he could.
Faith reacted by humping her legs against him.

  Mark lifted his head and looked her deep in the eyes and tried
to kiss her but she held her lips together as tight as she could.
Mark took his hands and placed one on her face and rubbed her
cheek as he starred into her eyes. She began to cry as he kissed
her nose and wiped a tear away from her eye.

  "Did he cum inside your pussy today?"

  "Yes"

  Mark raised himself as she finished that word and pulled her
legs apart as he dipped his face between her legs and began
licking her ferociously.

  "Mark? Please!"

  Mark kept licking and knew every spot she licked until she
began to respond and held her fingers on his shoulders as she
closed her eyes and began to strain to make herself cum on his
tongue.

 Mark licked her pussy knowing what she said was true. He was
enraged as he thought of Hank shooting his sperm into his wife's
pussy that morning. It wasn't anything he didn't already know. It
just drove him sexually insane.

  Mark worked on her pussy until she finally came. He lifted
himself onto his knees and pulled her back down and mounted her
pussy as she caught her breath from her orgasm.

  Mark was still starring into her eyes as he screwed her. "I
deserve a piece of this too. I'm still your husband, aren't I?"

  "Yes. Mark. Your still my husband."

  Mark leaned down and kissed her again only this time she opened
her mouth and accepted his tongue as he continued to fuck her
hard. Mark kept giving her little kisses on her lips as he
screwed her and started to whisper in a chanting fashion.

  "Did you feel his cum shooting inside you?"


   "Yes. I felt his cum in me!"

  "Was it deep?"

  "Yes."

  "How deep?"

  "It hit my cervix when he came!"

  Mark felt his cock begin to throb and get stiffer as he kept
going. "Is Hank in love with you?"

  Faith hesitated and groaned before her reply. "Yes. He's in
love with me."

  Mark kept stroking as he held her arms over her head and kissed
her neck. She was breathing hard and problebly getting aroused
with his questions as he was. Mark bent his body so he could suck
on her tits as he screwed her then straightened up and kissed her
mouth again.

  "You want a divorce?"

  Faith groaned and shook her head. "No . . . "

  "Fuck me . . . I want you to fuck me . . . "

  "Yeah . . . Is that what you want?"

  "Yes. Mark . . . I want you to fuck me . . . "

  Mark kept lunging into her pussy as she held on tight. He was
breathing hard as he looked down into her face but her eyes were
closed now as he felt he was about too cum. "Can I cum inside
you?"

  "Yes. Put it inside me."

  "Here it comes!"

  Mark yelled as he shot his load and felt several spurts then
began to go soft inside her pussy. Mark flipped over and tried to
pull her along but she looked at him funny as he said. "Sit on my
face."

  Faith starred at him for a few seconds then climbed on top of
his face while his cum started to drip onto his chest. Mark
pulled her ass onto his face and started to eat her pussy and his
cum.
Faith didn't respond at first but felt his tongue hit her clit
and started to grind her hips.



   Faith was grinding her hips above his face as she clinched
down on his hair and slightly pulled on it as she chanted. "Eat
it! Eat my pussy clean!"

  Faith was a little bolder on her next remark. "That's it! Hank
likes a clean pussy so eat it clean and get all you're cum out
you put into it!"

  Mark kept eating until she came again only this time she pulled
his hair until it hurt when she came. Faith was trying to catch
her breath as she stretched out and put her arms on the headboard
as she put all her weight down on his head.

  She was still angry at him but still loved him and aroused at
the same time. She let him struggle for a few seconds before
lifting herself up then she scooted her body back until she sat
on his chest and looked down into his eyes. Mark took hold of her
hands as they starred at each other.

  "Faith. Come lay down next to me."

  Faith starred at him a few seconds before moving. She laid down
with her head on his shoulder and stroked his chest. He reached
out and played with her fingers as he said. "Why didn't you tell
me you fell in love with Hank?"

  "Mark? I don't know what you expected to happen!"

  "How do you feel about Rita?"

  "I never told Rita I was in love with her!"
  "I bet you have feelings for her, don't you?"

  "Yes. I won't deny  it."

  "Mark? You suggested that we have an open marriage. Surely. You
don't expect someone to spend that much time with another person
without developing feelings for them!"

  "Do you want a divorce?"

  Faith lifted her head. "No. Mark. I never gave that a thought!"

  Mark lay quite for a few seconds before he asked. "Has Hank
told you he was in love with you?"

  "Yes. Mark. He has told me many times that he loved me"

:How about you? Have you come out and just told Hank you loved
him or did you simply answer his remark."

  "Mark? I don't see why that is so important to you."

  "Faith? I'd like to know! Did you tell him you were in love
with him?"

  "Yes!"

  Mark kept quizzing her. "Have you told him while making love to
him or after or before?"

  Faith sighed and took a deep breath. "Yes. Mark. I've told him
before sex and after sex and while we were having sex. Now! Are
you satisfied that I told you?"

  Mark hugged her tight. "Yes. As a matter of fact I'm glad you
told me the truth and didn't lie."

  Everything wet silent for a minute or so until Faith calmly
asked. "Are you glad I cam home tonight to see you?"

  "Yeah. I' glad you're here."

  They laid together silently for a few minutes. Mark finally
spoke and said. "What do we do now?"

  "What do you want to do?"

  Mark sighed. "I don't know. I still love you and care about
you. I worry about you when you're gone. I think about you when
you're not with me. I wish that you were here when I'm lonely."

  "Do you want me to stop seeing Hank?"

  Mark hesitated as he rubbed her shoulder. He knew she was
desperately waiting for his reply.

  He didn't elaborate but just simply relied. "No."

  "I'll spend more time with you. I don't want you to be lonely
or hurt."

  "I only want you to be here because that's what you want."

  "Yes. Mark. That's what I want."

  Faith laid silently with Mark for a while. She was thinking.
"Mark? You got aroused when you were mad and you were asking me
questions about Hank making love to me?"

  "Yeah? Why are you asking me that question for?"

  "Well. I'm not sure what aroused you so much tonight. Do you
want to spend more time with me and Hank?"


    Mark laughed. "Yeah! Right. Faith! This man is in love with
you! I don't think Hank even want you coming back here with me
let along me come to visit too! I can see it now! Hi Hank! I'm
here to watch you screw my wife!"

  Faith grabbed Mark's arm. "No. I didn't mean it that way. Would
you like to be around and watch or maybe we could have, a
threesome?"

  Mark laughed hysterically this time. "I'd like to see that
too!"

  Faith leaned over and gave him a warm open mouth kiss. "I meant
having you watch Hank, fuck me! Would you like to watch?"

  Mark shook his head then held her hand as she kept kissing his
face. "Honey. I know it turns you on!"

  Mark felt the kisses she was planting on his face as he
replied.  "Yeah."

  Mark squeezed her tight against his chest as she kissed his
neck.

  Faith closed her eyes and fell asleep. She hadn't expected for
things to be this way when she agreed to meet Hank at the
beginning. She wanted to be honest with Mark but wondered if
there relationship would ever be the same.

  Mark woke up early and turned over and saw Faith was still
asleep. He'd thought that maybe he was dreaming last night when
she told him she was in love with another man.

He laid their starring her way until her eyes opened and said.
"Good morning."

  Mark got out of bed first and peed and turned on the water in
the shower while Faith sat on the toilet. He held the shower door
open and waited for her to get in first. He'd done a lot of
thinking last night and wanted to confront Faith on a few
suggestions.

  Faith held a cloth and the soap in her hand and began lathering
his chest. Mark starred at her eyes but she just focused on his
chest making sure she got ever little area. Faith held her hand a
little higher and that's when he noticed she had put on her
wedding rings. She didn't have them on last night when she came
home!  She  problebly felt guilty after telling him that she was
in love with Hank.

  Mark rubbed her back for her as she held her long blonde hair
out of the way. Mark rubbed the cloth down to her butt and gently
massaged the soap into her skin.

  "You know, Faith. I was thinking after we had our talk last
night."


  Faith turned around to face him and wiped his arms with the
cloth. She waited nervously to see what he had to say.

  "Listen. I'm not going to beat around the bush here. We both
know that Hank is built very largely. As a matter of fact he's
about two and a half times as large as mine!"

  "Mark? Why are you bringing this up again?"

  "Faith? Let me finish!"

  Faith lathered the cloth with soap again. "Fine!"

  "Well. You said you were in love with him so I was thinking
that maybe we shouldn't have sex any longer?"

  "Mark? Your acting very childish, now! I want you to stop
saying those things."

  "No. I'm not acting childish. Do you realize it's been four
months since we had sex? Do you remember when I came into your
hotel room and found you asleep? If it wasn't for me coming to
you, we would never have had sex then!"

  "Mark? You've been with Rita many times since we were in Miami.
I certainly can't take all the blame for this!"

  "There hasn't been much effort on your behalf lately and you
know it!"

  Faith took the lathered cloth and grabbed his cock and balls
and started to wash him. "Spread your legs a little so I can
clean your balls."

  "Have you been taking birth control?"

  "That reminds me! I have an appointment with my doctor at noon
today."

  "Faith? That's not what I asked you?"

  "Yes. I've had a diaphragm inserted but it's causing problems
so I'm having it taken out."

  "Why not take the pill?"

  "I can't.  They cause more problems for me."

  "What are you going to do about Hank?"

  Faith squeezed Mark's balls with the cloth as she lathered him
well. "He'll have to remember to pull out again!"


   Faith moved so the water would spray on his cock and balls as
Mark took the cloth away from her and began wiping her tits. He'd
almost forgot how beautiful they were. He'd examined Rita's boobs
many times in the last few months but neglected the fact that
Faith had always been his trophy wife!

  Faith closed her eyes and turned her back toward Mark so her
face was under thee water. Mark wrapped his arms around her and
lifted her tits in his hands and gave them a gentle squeeze as he
kissed the top of her head.

  "Honey? I'm really sorry about last night I've never slapped in
all the years we've been married."

  Faith turned around. "It's not your fault."

They kissed and went into the bedroom. "Mark. I want you to drive
me to the doctor's office today. I might be sore when I have this
thing removed."

  "OK."

  Faith was getting dressed as Mark stood slipping into his
pants. "Honey? What did you have in mind last night about having
me watch you with Hank?"

  Faith was slipping her top over her head and glanced at Mark.
"Mark. You were aroused asking me questions about Hank last night
so don't deny it."

   "Faith? I've always been excited watching  a black guy with
you and you knew it from the beginning. You pissed me off when I
found out you were in love with him!"

  Faith was silent as she finished getting ready. She was leaning
into the mirror checking her lipstick. "I'll discuss this with
Hank today. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you watched us."

  Faith's voice trailed off into a whisper. "He'd problebly enjoy
having you watch."

"What's that, Faith?"

  "Nothing!"

   Faith had been seeing another doctor because she didn't want
their family doctor to know she had to have a birth control
method. Mark waited for over an hour until Faith came out and
paid the bill.

  "What did he say?"

  "He gave me a prescription for this spray stuff I'm supposed to
insert inside me."


   They were at lunch when Rita called his phone. Mark was tied
up for several minutes talking with Rita so Faith decided to give
Hank a call. Mark kept glancing at Faith as she talked to Hank.
She had a serous expression on her face while she talked.

  Mark was finished talking and waited as Faith spoke very low
into the cell phone. She was giving short replies' to whatever he
was saying. "OK. Yes . . . I'll tell Mark . . . Yes . . . "

   Mark saw as Faith lift her eyes to look at him for a moment
just before she was going to hang up the phone.

  "Yes. You know I do . . . I can't talk right now . . . Be
careful . . . See you soon."

  Faith made plans to stay with Mark that night. She rested most
of the evening after her visit with the doctor. Rita planned to
be out of town the following weekend visiting her mother in
Seattle for two weeks. Mark felt depressed. He'd be alone much of
the time.

  Faith had an extensive talk with Hank on the phone the next
morning. Mark was working on the computer when Faith walked in
with her cell phone stuck in her ear.

  "Honey? `Hank said he could come by tomorrow evening if that's
OK with you?"

  "Yeah. That would be fine."

  Mark was out running errands the following morning and ran into
Ann in town.
  "Mark? How have you been?"

  "I'm fine. How are you and Lee coming along?"

  "Oh. Lee is as busy as ever."

  "How is Rita doing?"

  "Rita is fine. She left on a trip to Seattle yesterday for two
weeks."

  "Wow. I bet you don't enjoy being alone?"

Mark smiled. "Uh. Well. I have Faith staying with me."

  "Oh? I thought you two were getting divorced?"

   Mark looked surprised but laughed it off. "No. We're not
getting divorced yet anyway."

   Ann got Mark's curiosity going. "So. Did Faith mention we
might be getting a divorce?"


  "No. I just assumed because Faith and I had a few long
discussions about your relationship with Rita and she felt you
were so in love with Rita that you'd be asking for a divorce
soon."

  Mark laughed but felt concerned and figured he'd fish for a few
answers. "I do know that Hank is in love with Faith and she
explained how she felt about him."

  "Yeah. We were at dinner last week and they got into this big
argument."

  "Oh. What was it all about?"

    Ann hesitated but decided to tell Mark. "Hank has been
bugging her to take out the diaphragm she has been wearing. They
starting arguing about it at dinner one evening."

  Mark was really stunned "Faith just had it taken out."

  "I know they were back being all love and affection that
evening."

  Mark was speechless as he swallowed and tried to figure out
what was going on. "You think Faith thinks I'm going to ask her
for a divorce?"

  "Well. Yeah. She cried to me when we lift Miami that weekend.
She figured she lost you and was so upset."

  "I didn't know she felt that way."
  "I know Hank did everything he could to try and calm her down.
He tried to explain to her that people sometimes grow apart."

  Mark starred at Ann for a few seconds then replied. "I guess I
pushed her to Hank, didn't I?"

   "Faith was upset for days and I think she felt she had to move
on. Mark? You shouldn't worry about Faith now. I think she
understands about you and Rita."

  "Ann? It was nice seeing you again and maybe we can have dinner
with you and Lee sometime?"

 "Yeah. Sure. It was nice talking to you again. Good luck!"

  Mark was noticeably upset. He could only wonder if taking the
diaphragm out that he wanted her to get pregnant. If they were in
love as she said then Mark couldn't see any other reason why. He
felt helpless and panicky. He wanted to save his marriage but was
afraid if he told Faith flat out that he didn't want her seeing
Hank that she would resent it.

Mark made a few phone calls before driving back home. When he
arrived home, he saw the flowers he'd just called and ordered
sitting on the dinning room table.


   He found Faith in the shower and poked his head in for a
second. Her face was lathered but she opened her eyes long enough
to smile. "Hi Mark! Thank you for the flowers."

  "I made us dinner reservations for seven tonight."

  "Mark. I'll be out in a few minutes."

  Mark shut the shower door, and peed and saw Faith's jewelry
sitting out on the counter. There were earrings and the neckless
Hank bout her and her wedding rings. Mark was curious and slid
the rings across the counter until they were hidden behind a
couple bottles of lotion.

  He wanted to see if she would notice the gone and possibly
mention it. He knew the only reason she started to wear them
again because she felt guilty about her romance with Hank. OK.
Maybe he was playing games with her but he wanted to see how
important they really were to her.	

  Faith walked out dressed about an hour later. "Mark? I must be
losing my mind. I thought for sure I laid my wedding rings on the
counter."

  Mark felt relieved. At least she noticed them missing. Maybe
she was just afraid not to wear them. Mark went into the bathroom
and picked them up. He found her in the kitchen and slipped them
on her finger for her.

  The restaurant was nice and dark and their table was set in a
corner. Faith seemed happy but Mark felt inside that he wanted to
find out more.

  "Faith? I'd like to know where your relationship is heading
with Hank."

  Faith stopping eating as she starred at Mark for a second.
"What do you mean?"

  "Well. I don't expect anything to change, I guess."

 "Mark? I'm not sure if I know what your talking about? You said
you wanted us to continue our open relationship."

  "Yes. I said you could still see Hank."

  Faith cleared her mouth and wiped her lips and said. "Mark? I
already talked with Hank about your fantasy. He doesn't mind at
all!"

  "Faith! I figured he wouldn't. It's just that I was wondering
about something else."

  "What?" Faith sighed. "If you're worried that Hank will be
nervous or upset then you shouldn't be! He told me about his
experiences with other couples in the past."


  Mark was curious. "What did he tell you?"

  "Mark! He told me about husbands' who loved watching him make
love with their wives. He told me about one couple where the wife
cuckolded her husband."

  Mark nervously laughed. "It seems like he got experience while
he was swinging?"

  "Hank gave all that up. He didn't want to keep meeting
different women all the time."

  Mark found an opportunity and relied. "That's when he started
seeing you?"

  "Im just saying that Hank wouldn't be surprised with any
request."

  Mark finished eating. "Faith? I just want you to know that I'm
not planning anything with Rita. You never have to worry about
losing me to her."

  Faith was sipping her wine as she listened to that comment. She
never responded to his statement but Mark knew she was thinking.

  "So. What going to happen tomorrow evening?

   "I thought I'd have dinner with Hank and maybe you could drive
over to his place around nine and meet us there. Hank said you
could stay as long as you wanted tomorrow night. If you get tired
then you can use the guest room."

   "So. Hank is doing this for my benefit?"

  "Mark? Stop denying you were aroused the other night. It's
perfectly fine! Hank said he understood if you were embarrassed."

  "You told Hank about what happened?"

  "Yes."

  "Honey! Why are you telling him all our business?"

  "Mark. This has to do with Hank so I felt he should know."

  Faith reached out across the table to touch his hand. "Mark? I
asked you that night if you wanted me to continue seeing Hank and
you agreed. Don't you think he deserves to know what's going on?"

  "I should too! Have you and Hank had any arguments recently
that concern me?"

  "Mark! We have spats. If I think its important and concerns, us
then I'll tell you."


    Mark was sitting on a bar stool the next day when Faith
walked behind him and startled him. She ran her hands along his
shoulders and worked her way down to his lap while she kissed his
face and finally grabbed his cock and balls. He was hard.

    "Would you like me to relieve a little of that pressure?"

  Mark kissed her back as she kept rubbing his crotch. She kissed
his neck saying. "I can take care of that while Rita is away!"

  Faith took his hand and walked him into the living room and
unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. She tugged at
his underwear and pushed him back onto the sofa. She kneeled onto
the carpet and spread his legs and reached for his cock.

  Faith stroked it while smiling at Mark and playfully said.
"Since you insisting on not having sex with me any long then I'll
have to resort to sucking on it for you!"

  Mark appeared surprised and remembered what he said the other
night. Mark felt her lips circle around his cock. Faith always
took pride in knowing how to suck cock. She practiced on him when
they were first married and always laughed at how good she
became.

  "Faith. It wasn't that I wasn't interested in screwing you!"

  Faith made a loud sucking noise as she popped his cock out of
her mouth and replied. "Honey. If you don't feel adequate then I
understand."

  Faith put his cock back into her mouth. Mark wondered if she
was playing with his mind or really meant it. He couldn't
concentrate. Mark started to get upset. Faith worked her tongue
around his cock but he started going soft in her mouth. He'd
never done that before

  Faith was staring up at him as she tried to keep him hard then
stopped and lifted up and held his face. "Honey? What's wrong?"

  "I'm not sure."

  Faith didn't give up as she played with his cock with her hand
and starred into his eyes. "Honey. Try to imagine we're already
at Hank's house and your watching Hank screwing, me. Close your
eyes and try to picture how it arouses you to watch us."

  Faith kept working on him as he started getting hard again.
"That's it. Picture it in your mind how you enjoy watching him
kiss my breasts."

  Faith kept stroking Mark as he got harder. "Can you see how
Hank's cock has my pussy spread and his balls are slapping
against my ass while we screw?"

  Mark kept his eyes closed as he felt her mouth back on his
cock. Faith expertly used her tongue and brought him to climax
within several minutes. Mark groaned loud and intensely as she
licked and cleaned his cock with her mouth and smiled as she
lifted herself and gently kissed his nose as he was catching his
breath.

  Mark put his pants back on and followed Faith out into the
kitchen where she was drinking orange juice to wash down his
sperm. Mark rubbed her firm round ass as she sipped her drink.
She put the empty glass down on the counter and wrapped her arms
around his neck as they kissed.

  "See? I know how to get you hard!"

  Mark rubbed her ass and squeezed her tiny waist. "Do you still
love me?"

  "Yes. Mark! I love you very much."

   Mark starring at her beautiful eyes. "Your still in love with
Hank too?"

   Faith sighed. "I know it's hard to accept what I said to you.
I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd be in love with two
men."

  Mark still held her waist as she kissed him again. "Faith. I
was wondering? How are you going to manage two relationships?"

  Faith giggled and half laughed as she touched his nose with the
tip of her fingernail. "You manage fairly well with two?"

  Faith kissed him once more. "Honey. I have to start getting
ready. I'm just going to wear something casual and change at
Hank's!"

  Faith kissed Mark before driving over to Hank's. "I'll see you
later!"

    Mark arrived at Hank's place on time. Mark knocked on the
front door and heard the familiar footsteps of high heeled shoes
across ceramic tiles. Faith opened the door smiling. She looked
hot!
She wore a white dress which looked like it was made out of a
stretch material. It barely covered her ass but revealed her long
shapely legs with the white heels

  The dress had a plunging neckline that exposed most of her
boobs. Faith kissed Mark and walked him into the kitchen and got
him a drink. Hank had a bar so they sat on stools.

   Faith moved her hand to her husband's lap and stroked his
thigh as she starred at him intensely

   "Honey. Hank should be out any moment."



    Hank did walk out a few seconds later dressed casually Mark
turned and they shook hands. Hank laid his hand on Faith's
shoulder.

   "Mark. It's good to see you again. It's been awhile, hasn't
it?"

    Mark smiled. "Yeah. It's been a few months, actually!"

   Hank squeezed Faith's shoulder. "Baby. I have a couple bottles
of fine wine chilling. Would you open one of those bottles for
us?"

  Faith stood as Hank gave her a gentle kiss on the lips as she
retrieved the bottle.

  "Mark? I understand you and Faith have had a long discussion
these past couple days concerning the development of our
relationship?"

  "Yes. We had quite a discussion the other night."

  "Mark, I don't think anyone is at fault here. Faith told me how
understanding you've been considering the situation."

  Mark just sat nervously waiting and hoping Faith would return.

   "I wanted to let you know that none of this was planned. Faith
assumed your relationship had developed seriously these past few
months with Rita. In fact, we were expecting to hear about you
filing for divorce soon."

  Mark nervously laughed. Faith walked around the bar with the
bottle and glasses in her hands. Mark helped by taking a couple
glasses as Hank took the bottle. Faith sat down on the opposite
side of Hank as he poured the wine.

  "Drink up, Mark! I picked this up on our last trip to New
York."

  Mark held the glass to his lips and that's when he noticed
Faith had taken her wedding rings off again. He swallowed the
wine thinking how she took off the only symbolic item that
represented their marriage. Mark remembered what Rita had said
but maybe it meant much more to Faith.

  "Mark. I have to admit that having you here today for the
reason Faith mentioned sort of taken me for a loop. Are you sure
your going to be comfortable with this?"

  Mark felt very uncomfortable as he tried to answer. "Um. Yeah.
I think that's a very good question."

  Faith cut in. "I only suggested the idea because Mark was quite
aroused with the subject."

  Faith put her hand on Hank's knee as she leaned forward so she
could stare at him in the eyes as she continued. "Honey? You've
told me so many stories about your past experiences with white
men."

  She glanced at Mark while holding that pose with her hand on
Hank's knee. "Mark? Hank had seen it all!"  She glanced back at
Hank. "You remember telling me about the husband who liked to
hold his wife's breasts while you screwed her doggie style?"

  Hank laughed and looked at Mark. "Her husband liked to feel her
body shudder every time I shoved inside her. He'd crawl down
between her legs after I cum inside her pussy and she'd sit back
on his face and he'd just lap it up and want to do it again."

  Mark grinned as he sipped the wine.

  Faith had her hands locked around Hank's arm now as she asked
him about another couple. "Tell Mark about the husband who wore
that little thing in his dick. What did you call it?"

Hank smiled as he recalled the couple that Faith, had mentioned.
He looked at Faith first to clarify what it was then back to
Mark.

  "That was a chastity tube, Baby. Well. Mark. This couple had
been into D's and such and the wife already kept her husband
locked in one of these metal tubes. It had a bend so he couldn't
get an erection and locked around his balls so there wasn't
anyway he was going to get that thing off his penis."

  Mark sat nervously listening and took another sip of the wine.

  "His wife would have him locked in that thing for weeks.
Anyway. I'd come over and she would caress me and we would kiss
and such and she would point out everything we were doing. He'd
look frustrated as hell!"

  Hank put his hand on Faith's knee at that point. "I thought she
was mean but I found out later that he insisted on wearing it and
insisted on having his wife, fuck other men, especially black
men. Mark. I'd fuck her all night while that poor bastard lay on
the bed next to us."

  Mark asked. "Didn't she unlock him in the morning or let him
cum?"

  "Sometimes she would unlock him and let him jack himself off or
let him fuck her." Hank broke out laughing.

  "Mark. I'd fuck her all night long two or three times a week
for several months. I have to tell you that seeing the expression
on her husband's face when he put his small dick inside her was
to die for! I know for a fact that he could hardly touch the
side's when I got through!"

 Mark quickly starred at Faith but she tilted her head down to
face the floor.


   Mark was still glancing at Faith as she kept her face in the
opposite direction as she tilted the glass to her face and took a
sip. Mark noticed that she was holding Hank's hand now. Their
fingers were interlocked tightly together as if she were holding
on for security reasons.	

  "Whatever happen to that couple?"

  "Their oldest son came back from the service and they couldn't
play anymore. They moved away soon after and we all moved on."

  Mark took another look at their hands locked together and
decided to get a little bold.  "Hank? Faith and I have discussed
many things recently. I have to be very honest with you. I don't
think I'd want to wear one of those tubes."

  Hank laughed as Faith cut in and replied. "Mark. Hank has a lot
of experience with situations where white husbands' like to
participate. We don't really have any idea what might arouse you
unless we experiment."

  Hank interrupted "Mark. What do you say we get comfortable in
the media room?"

  Hank stood while still holding Faith's hand. Mark saw her
starring in Hank's eyes as he grabbed his wine. Hank finally let
go of her hand and walked ahead while Faith put her arm around
Mark as they followed Hank into the other room.

  "Honey? If you're too uncomfortable with this then we can
stop?"

"Why don't you just pretend I'm not here and I'll sit and watch
from a distance?"

  Faith rubbed her hand along his back. They started to walk
again and found Hank setting up the plasma television. He turned
and saw them coming in and said. "Mark? I'm putting a little ice
breaker on for us to get warmed up. Take a seat and make yourself
comfortable."

  Faith started to sit in the middle of the white sofa and tried
to pull Mark down next to her but he tugged back and silently
expressed his concern about sitting next to her. He didn't want
Hank to hear him so he turned to look back at Hank and saw that
he putting a DVD in the player and turned toward Faith only to
see her patting the cushion again.

  He reluctantly sat next to her as she put her arm on his
shoulder and lap as they waited for Hank.
Hank turned and laughed as he noticed Mark sitting right next to
Faith. He sat down on the other side of her and clicked the play
button.

  Hank had put on an interracial movie. It was a blonde and a
black guy. Mark kept glancing at Faith every so often and see
their hands touching or Hank would be rubbing her leg.


   Hank made one particular move where he hiked up the hem of
Faith's dress and was rubbing her thigh. Hank must have touched a
sensitive area because Mark felt Faith squeezed his hand
slightly. During the next few minutes, Hank moved his hand from
her thigh to between her legs then up to her boobs. They even
kissed lightly a couple times.

  Hank finally whispered into Faith's ear after about thirty
minutes and Mark saw her shack her head. Hank stood and walked
out of the room and Faith leaned over and told Mark. "Follow me
into the bedroom."

  Faith took his hand and when they reached the dark hallway she
embraced him as they kissed. She took his hand again and entered
the room. Hank was waiting on the other side of the bed and put
his arm out to her to her and once she was wrapped in his arms as
he began lifting her dress over her head. He pawed his way across
her curved body and began kissing around her neck and shoulders.	

  Hank moved his hand over her pussy and inserted a finger. It
was wet and she was ready. Faith crawled onto the bed as Hank
followed. They kissed passionately as Mark watched. They forgot
he was there! Hands were moving.  Legs were being positioned.

  Mark watched as Hank mounted her. Faith raised and pulled back
her legs for him.  Her body tightened as Hank slipped inside.
Hank began humping and moving steady. Faith's hands were torching
his head. Her hands caressed his face and chin as she leaned
forward to kiss his lips. Her body trembled as she came.

  Hank's body was moving faster as the wet sounds filled the
room. His cock sliced inside her tight pussy like it was butter.
Faith's pussy was still tight for him but not for Mark. Mark
could see it stretching as Hank hammered into her.

  Hank was going to cum. He grunted as his thighs slapped into
her ass. She moaned telling him to cum. Hank's body forced its
way into Faith a few more times until he rammed it in deep and
shot the seed of life inside her womb.

  They kissed as Faith rubbed her fingers across his back. She
lightly dug her nails into his skin as they kept kissing. Mark
stood near the end of the bed with his eyes on Hank's cock. It
was still hard and coated with sperm. Mark saw him start to move
again but he stopped so he could turn Faith over onto her
stomach.

  Mark saw it. It was a puddle of sperm beginning to escape past
her pussy lips but not for long. Hank guided his thick cock back
into her slight and pushed forward. His hands were on her ass
while her face was pushed down into the pillow. Hank began
shoving into her and making her ass slap against his legs.

  Faith's long blonde hair was flowing across the bed as Hank
screwed her hard and fast and deep. The room was filled with the
sound of her wet slushy, pussy being rammed and the moans that
escaped from her mouth muffled by the pillow.

  Within minutes, Hank was shooting another thick load into
Faith's pussy. Hank collapsed along the side of Faith and laid
there until he caught his breath and lifted one of her legs and
inserted his cock back into her well-stretched pussy.

  There were cum stains covering the bed as Hank screwed Faith
again. Her pussy was red and looked sore but Hank kept shoving
his cock inside her pussy until he came a third time. Mark leant
back against the wall watching and waiting until someone would
remember he was still there.

  Faith finally opened her eyes and just starred at Mark as Hank
played with her tits. Faith's back was facing Hank and cum leaked
out of her pussy and down onto the bed. Hank kissed her shoulder
and smacked her ass before getting up and going to the bathroom.

  Faith wiggled her finger at Mark who walked near the edge of
the bed as she held out her arm. Mark leaned down as she kissed
his lips. She took his hand and guided it toward her wet gaping
pussy lips. Mark felt the wetness and felt Hank's cum as it
leaked out between her pussy lips. She felt soft but used and
very hot.
  Mark heard Hank coming back and moved away from the bed. Hank
didn't saw a word as he got back into bed and laid down next to
Faith. She turned around and put her leg on top of his as he
hugged her. Mark heard them kissing as Hank stroked her long
blonde hair.

  Mark turned around and walked out of the room. Whatever they
planned sure wasn't including him. He was their as only a
witness. He'd thought he'd be asked to join in some way. It
wasn't what he had expected.

  Mark let himself out and drove home wondering how long it would
take before they knew he was gone.

   Faith laid with her face nestled next to Hanks as he played
with her round ass. She reached down between them and grabbed
hold of his cock and giggled. "I can't believe you're hard
again?"
	
   Hank gave her a deep passionate kiss as his tongue entered her
mouth. He felt her tongue moving in gentle harmony with his.
Faith broke the kiss and whispered extremely low in Hank's ear.
"Mark's been very quite. Are you sure he's still watching us?"

  Hank gave her another kiss before he replied in a low whisper.
"Don't worry about your husband and come up here and sit on my
cock."

  Faith kissed him back then said. "Fine! Fuck me!"
  Faith quickly got up on her knees smiling as she waited for
Hank to position himself in the center of the bed before having
her climb on top. Faith straddled his legs and reached down where
his cock touched her belly and circled her little fingers around
it.

  She starred deep into his eyes as she lifted her leg and ass
and rubbed the big head next to her slit. Hank reached out and
touched one of her breasts as she inserted the head into her slit
and applied pressure. She felt it pop inside and let out a gasp.

  "God! Tight!"

   Faith worked her little body around as the big cock slowly
slid inside her pussy. Hank could never get the entire length
inside her pussy but he felt the head hitting her cervix as she
adjusted her body and began to rock above his legs.

  Faith leaned forward letting her big tits dangle down in his
face and watched how he stretched his face out to suck them. She
moved back slightly every time he tried to suck a nipple and
giggled. Faith repeated this a couple times until she let him
have one and moaned when she felt his tongue circling her nipple.

  Hank put the tip between his teeth and bit her gently making
her body tense. "Ouch!"

  He thought it was funny and repeated the same thing to the
other nipple making her yelp. "I'm going to bit you back!"

  Hank just laughed as he held her nice round ass and moved her
above his body. He starred into her eyes as she moved up and down
letting her tits swing and flexed her pussy muscles around his
cock.

  "Mm. Tight!"

  Faith kept working the muscles and watched the expression on
his face. Hank raised his hands and squeezed her tits as her body
moved and wiggled above him. He saw her close her eyes as he
flexed his hips making his cock push harder against her cervix. 
Frank's cock seemed to expand as he watched the expression on her
face as she tilted her head back letting her long blonde hair
flow back until it touched his legs.

  Hank moved his hands away from her tits and grabbed her hands
and kept grinding his cock into her as she rode him with her eyes
still closed and her head tiled back. Her hair tickled his legs
but enhanced his arousal. She was absolutely gorgeous! She was a
Goddess!

  Hank was at his height in arousal as his cock hit bottom. It
felt so natural without the diaphragm. Hank knew it had slipped
her mind that she had it removed. It hadn't slipped his mind as
he shoved his cock as deep as physically possible inside her
tight white pussy.


  He'd thought about the three loads he's already planted and
knew there was a possibility that she could already be pregnant.
Hank loved this woman and wanted her for his own!  He knew if she
became pregnant with his baby it would end her marriage.

  He tried to stay focused as he thought about Mark. Hank hadn't
the slightest idea where he was at the moment but pictured him in
his mind at the foot of the bed with his eyes focused on his big
black cock.

  Hank thought to himself. "That's right. Stand there and watch!
If you want to come to my house and see me bang your wife, then
watch! Maybe I'll spread her pussy lips so you can get a good
look when I'm done! I'll let you lick it! Is that what arouses
you?  I'll let you lick her! Let's let it soak for a bit first!"

  Hank watched as this beautiful blonde wiggled around above his
big black cock. She finally leaned forward after several minutes
as Hank started to fuck her faster and harder. He held her ass
while watching her close her eyes. Her tits swayed and her hair
flowed down across his arms as he pounded away at her tight
little married pussy.

  Hank couldn't hold out any longer as he gritted his teeth and
started to spew his load into her womb. He kept stroking his cock
into Faith until every last drop had been spent. He caught his
breath as he kept her positioned above his body. His cock kept
his sperm from escaping.

Faith tried to wiggle free but Hank kept her sitting and impaled
and pulled her beautiful blond head down to his face and
whispered to her. "Stay seated on me! Your husband's problebly
thinking about eating your pussy now!"

  Faith lifted her head enough to stare into his eyes as she
wondered what he meant as he pulled her back down and whispered
again. "They're all like that! He'll be taping you on the
shoulder any second wanting to stick his face into your pussy and
eat!"

  Faith tried to keep from laughing as she exhaled with a slight
laugh but Hank placed his hand over her mouth. Once he knew she
would be quiet, he released his hand from her mouth as she
starred into his eyes. She lowered her mouth to his, where they
remained locked in a kiss for almost a minute.

  Faith whispered in his ear. "Nobody's taped me on the shoulder
yet!"

  Hank whispered back into her ear. "I'll keep it hot for him!"

  Faith replied in a loud whisper this time. "Your bad!"

  Hank pulled her back down and locked his lips to hers.  They
continued to kiss and stare at each other as Hank played with her
hair. Faith starred at the clock on the night stand. They were
laying there for thirty minutes.

  Faith straightened herself until she was sitting straight and
looked around the room. "Mark?"

  Faith looked down at Hank who raised his head to look around.
"I don't see him!"

  Faith started to panic as she yelled out! "Mark? Are you out
there?"

  "Maybe Mark got tired and fell asleep in the other room!"

  "I better go and find out if he's alright!"

  Faith raised herself and a large puddle of sperm escaped her
pussy and landed on the blanket. She got up while a trail of
sperm settled on her thigh as she walked out of the room looking
for her husband.

  Hank was wiping off when Faith returned to the bedroom. "Mark
must have gone home! I found his overnight bag gone and the front
door was unlocked!"

  Hank tried to make a joke out of it. "Baby? Mark problebly
didn't want desert tonight. I'll scoop some of this off the bed
and put it in the frig!"

  Faith sighed. "Hank! That wasn't funny! You problebly hurt his
feelings when you told him about that other husband not being
able to feel his wife's pussy after you got done!"
  "Faith? I was telling the truth!"

  "Yeah. You didn't have to make it sound like you were making
fun of that man! Can you imagine how my husband felt?"

  "Faith. I was only joking about that man! I didn't mean
anything personal about your husband!"

  Faith started to find her dress. She was angry and concerned
about Mark "Hank. I shouldn't have told you what Mark said about
you being so huge!"

  "Darling? Calm down!

  "I can't calm down right now! I'm too worried about Mark!"

  Faith slipped into the tight fitting dress and grabbed the
heels and slipped them on her feet Hank watched as she stood and
grabbed her purse off the dresser.

  "Faith? Your not going to drive home wearing that tiny little
thing, are you?"

  Faith just turned and walked toward the front door as Hank
followed. She walked outside into the dark as Hank walked closely
behind her.  Hank was holding a towel around his waist.	

  Faith got into the car and tried to start the engine. She made
several attempts but the engine wouldn't start. She finally gave
up and slammed the door and starred at Hank.

  Hank tried to calm her down. "Faith. Come back into the house
and I'll call a service truck out here in the morning."

  Faith felt disappointed as she walked slowly back into the
condo. She tossed her purse on the sofa and tried calling Mark on
his phone but he wouldn't pick up.

  "Faith. Mark is fine! He problebly stopped off at a bar or
something. Come back to bed and we'll get that car fixed the
first thing in the morning."

Faith was still angry and worried. She'd tried calling Mark
several times but to no avail.  She took a quick shower before
getting into bed but couldn't sleep. She dosed off several times
and finally fell asleep late. She woke up at six and Hank was
already up.

  A few seconds later he walked into the bedroom and smiled.
"They just got your car started! It wasn't anything serious, just
a loose wire."

  Faith started to get out of bed and that's when she remembered
about not having the diaphragm
Inside. Her pussy gaped open and was wet to the touch when she
inserted a finger.

  "Dam it! Hank!"
  Faith ran into the bathroom and took one of her portable
douches out of the drawer. Faith cleaned herself out the best she
could and got dressed in shorts and a top.

  Hank was waiting for her in the front room as she was getting
ready to leave. "Hank? You knew I wasn't wearing that diaphragm
last night!"

  "Baby? Don't be so upset with me! I thought you wanted it to
happen otherwise you would have told me not to cum inside you!"

  Faith was angry and grabbed her purse. She glanced back at Hank
before shutting the door. "I'll call you later!"

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