Where it happened: Clubs and at home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
AND THEN ROGER GOT TO HER PART II
My wife had regained the self-confidence and assertiveness that she had when I’d first met her. But, there was something else different about her, too. Something in her manner seemed to exude sexuality and she was always looking for more, if you know what I mean. The next day was a Saturday and we had a long talk in our backyard. That was when she said, “Honey, I want to add a little bit more spice to our sex life.” We discussed the previous evening and then we decided we’d focus our efforts on going to places where she’d be exposed to lots of men; places like sports bars and clubs where she could flirt, tease, and dance with any man she wanted chose. I firmly believed that her desires had become much stronger than a single man would ever satisfy by himself. She’d turned into another woman since I’d first encouraged her to explore her sexuality. I loved her so much and she made my dick so hard!
I guess I’d changed a little bit, too. I didn’t have sex with her as much as I used to, but I was so horny all the time that I lived ate and breathed sex. And, Janet had more sex than any three women I’d ever known. We lived in a middle class neighborhood in a two-story home with a vaulted ceiling in the living room and a loft upstairs with the bedrooms off the hall. Our master bedroom has french doors with sheers over the doors and a large bathroom with a sunken bathtub. I’d begun to rush home on Friday nights and take my clothes off before I meticulously cleaned my wife’s bathroom. I carefully cleaned the mirrors, wiped off the marble counter tops and dusted off her make-up bottles and even laid out her clothes before I mopped her tile floor. Then, I washed out her bathtub and filled it with hot water and bath salts. I sprayed incense throughout the room and lowered the lights before lighting several candles. I don’t know why this made my dick hard as hard as it did.
I don’t know why I enjoyed sharing my wife with other men so much either. It didn’t matter anyway and as I thought of the different men she’d been with and began stroking my cock, furiously. Trying to create an erotic environment for my wife always made my cock hard in anticipation of what might happen. A couple of weeks later we were on our way home. We’d not had the luck we’d anticipated, but we’d had a good time. Janet knew what she wanted in a guy and many nights we simply didn’t find men who met her requirements, because she was very selective. But, we knew that if we looked hard enough, we’d find someone. That night, my wife looked absolutely stunning. She was wearing a clinging black cocktail dress and, of course, she was naked underneath it. We stopped for a nightcap at Cool River, a hot nightclub near our house, on our way home. It was after midnight when we ran into a black guy we’d known at the swinger’s club where we’d been members. Although it was late, Janet quickly invited Roger over to our house. I thought that we might have a threesome and I was excited about the prospect of Roger and I satisfying my wife at the same time.
It didn’t work out that way, though. Janet had taken Roger on a tour of our house while I made everyone a drink downstairs at the bar. They’d gone upstairs and Janet was showing Roger our master bedroom when he took her into his arms and kissed her. She’d smiled at him and put her arms around his neck and kissed him back. When I walked into our bedroom with their drinks and found them in a passionate embrace. I watched excitedly as I always do when Janet’s with another guy. When I handed them their drinks they paused momentarily and then sat them down on the nightstand. We talked about five minutes and I jokingly said, “I didn’t know what my role was going to be.” Roger responded, “he didn’t know either and that I would have to figure that one out for myself.” Janet was smiling at Roger and she had her arm around his shoulder and then his neck. That’s really the last thing that I remember he said to me. Janet put her other arm around Roger’s neck and then she kissed him again. They resumed kissing and I watched breathlessly as my lovely wife became increasingly excited with their foreplay and their kisses began to last longer and longer.
Janet was wearing a slinky black cocktail dress that she liked because of the way it felt against her skin and a pair of three-inch heels. She was naked under her dress as always when we went clubbing. You didn’t need a magnifying glass to see her erect nipples poking holes in her dress. Her makeup was tasteful, but her mascara was applied a little too heavily and with her glitter she looked a little trashy. Roger was wearing a pull over golf shirt and a pair of slacks. Roger’s skin is very black and he weighed about two hundred and twenty pounds and he’s about 5’10” tall and he’s very muscular. My wife’s high heels made her almost as tall as Roger.
Janet continued to kiss Roger and she’s great at kissing and has complained that I don’t kiss her enough, but she doesn’t complain anymore. She began to undress Roger and when she pulled his golf shirt over his head it was evident that he spent a lot of time in the gym working out. His chest, biceps and pectoral muscles impressed Janet and she couldn’t keep her hands off of them. She rubbed them and smiled at me disdainfully, as if to say, “Look what I’ve got, now!” She continued undressing him between kisses and then, she gently pushed him back on top of our king-sized bed as she removed his slacks and his socks. His large, well-developed thigh muscles impressed her and she ran her white hands up and down. She leaned down and gave him an extra sultry kiss as if to say, “That’s for having such a hunky body.” His thick muscular body obviously turned her on.
Now, Roger wore only a leopard thong with a massive bulge in the front while Janet was still wearing her clingy cocktail dress and heels. Her black dress was now riding so high on her thighs up that her ass was exposed as she straddled his chest. His hands softly caressed her thighs and she’d took one black hand and then his other black hand, and placed them on each of her breasts. He grasped her sensitive nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I’d taken my shirt and boots off and was down to my blue jeans and I unzipped my pants and released my throbbing hardon. I had to play with myself. My wife momentarily glanced in my direction with glazed eyes and she shrugged her shoulders before she turned back to Roger and lowered her mouth his. His thick tongue disappeared in her open mouth and her lips closed around his tongue. She’d begun sucking on it and it looked like he was fucking her mouth with his tongue. They began kissing more passionately when she straddled his muscular chest and his black hands cupped her tight, white ass. I stood up and walked behind her and removed her high heels and sat them down next to each other before I took my jeans off and sat down at the end of our bed. My wife lowered her mouth to his muscular chest and slowly sucked each of his nipples. Roger apparently enjoyed that as his hand held the back of her head while she sucked each of his nipples.
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