No

Confused, you retract your hand and without missing a beat Hannah replaces your hand with her own without even looking at you. You look at her, her eyes glued to the screen, her hand picking up speed. Shes starting to breathe heavier than when it was you working her tight little pussy when you look back towards the screen, watching movie-Hannah getting taken by the black stud. You can't believe how long this sex scene is, it's been minutes. You begin to actually hear how wet Hannah is with her movements. As the gorgeous interracial couple on the screen begin to climax, your wife has a sharp gasp. You look over and see her biting her lip with glossy eyes at the screen.

The movie continues on while you sit there in shock. It might be your imagination but you swear you can hear a shlick of moisture every time the handsome black actor appears on the screen. The movie ends with the black stud and movie-Hannah getting married and living happily ever after.

"Thank you for the date-night Jere, everything was perfect." Hannah says sweetly as she gets up and kisses you on the cheek.

You sit there in a stupor as she goes up the stairs and you hear your bedroom door open and click shut.

Eventually you make your way up to your bedroom to find Hannah lying in bed on her phone. She looks at you briefly and her eyes zip right back to her phone. You get under the covers and peak over to see her looking at the black actor from the film.

"What are you looking at?" you manage to squeak out.

"Oh nothing, I'm just looking up the actor from the film, he was amazing. I want to see what else he's in." replies Hannah nonchalantly. "Didn't you think so?"

"I g-guess. I was kind of rooting for the other guy though. I-I thought they were a good match." you reply.

"Huh? What other guy?" Hannah pauses for a moment, literally not able to picture anyone else in her head right now. "Oh, that guy? You really thought so?"

"I mean, yeah." you were about to say that reminded you of the two of you but something stopped you, you were scared to.

"Well I didn't think so, she was so much better off with the second guy." Hannah still not looking away from her phone.

You end up falling asleep while your wife scrolls through her phone, occasionally biting her fingernail.