Chapter 5

Abstract: 5th of 8 chapters. Tina comes home early the next morning from her date with Lamar. Tina provides the details of their encounter which leads Lenny to reclaim his wife. Later, Tina tells Lenny that Lamar wants to take her for the weekend to a resort exclusively for lovers. Lenny is now faced with a decision that may irrevocably affect their marriage: Should she let Tina go with Lamar to the resort, or tell her to break-off her relationship with him?

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The sun was starting to rise when I heard the front door open. I was awake but laid in bed with my eyes closed. I heard Tina come in, take off her dress, then come into bed and cuddle next to me. She didn’t even bother to wash up. “Hi babe,” I said, “How did it go last night?” “It was so fucking hot,” she said. “Dinner first – real fancy place, him staring at my legs all night, hand on my thigh under the table. Then the club. Danced close, his dick grinding my ass through his slacks, so thick I could feel every inch." My breath hitched, cock twitching as she started fondling my balls and stroking my cock. “He wanted to take me home after, but I convinced him to take me to his place. He’s got a big, beautiful home with a stunning waterfront view.

“When we got inside, we were all over each other - like wild animals. We fucked the whole time Lenny. I lost count of how many times I came - his mouth, his fingers. Lamar’s got has a huge cock. It’s got to be eight to ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. It hurt so much when he started fucking me, but eventually, it all went in. He totally stretched me out. Her words came in a rush, breathy, her hand wrapping around my rock hard cock, stroking slow. "He came inside me three times Lenny. Filled me up - over and over. I left him the bra and panties you bought me as a souvenir. I'm sore as hell down there - my pussy's wrecked. Be gentle, okay? I need you to fuck me baby - reclaim your wife."

"Fuck," I muttered. I flipped Tina onto her back carefully, mindful of her soreness, I settled between her legs, sliding my cock into her entrance. She was dripping, a creamy mix seeping out as I pushed my cock in - inch by inch. Still loose. I envisioned Lamar's huge cock, stretching her out, making her pussy loose, worn, and used. Tina gasped while I was fucking her, nails digging into my shoulders. "Please babe…….. gentle……. I'm so sore…… Yes…… Oh god…… just like that." I rocked slow, savoring the slide, the way my thrusts pushed Lamar’s cum in deeper or squeezed it out around my shaft. It was filthy, intimate, her body a bridge between Lamar and me.

We moved together, building heat without rush - her legs wrapping my waist, my mouth on her breast, sucking her nipples, smelling Lamar’s cologne, and licking his saliva he left on my wife. Tina’s stories spilled out between moans: how Lamar had made her beg for his cock, how she'd screamed his name when she came the third time. Each detail stoked the fire within me. “Please babe, cum inside me now!" Her words shattered me. I buried myself to the hilt, groaning as I came, hot spurts flooding her already cum-filled pussy, mixing with Lamar’s loads. Tina shuddered beneath me, her own orgasm rippling through, clenching around me until we collapsed - spent.

After a few moments, I found the strength to raise my head, looked in her eyes and gave her another passionate kiss. “I wasn’t expecting you to come home so early,” I said. She stared at me for a few moments, then said, “Lamar wanted me to stay with him… I wanted to stay with him too.” I felt a heaviness in my chest – filling with jealousy and worry. I knew just what she meant. “You’re falling in love with him Tina, aren’t you.” Tina remained silent, but still never took her eyes off me. Finally, she said, “Yes Lenny, I’m falling in love with him…….. And I believe he’s already in love with me.

Over the next two weeks, I could see how Tina was more focused on Lamar. They would work out at the gym together and Tina would have three more overnight stays with Lamar. One night during dinner together, Tina said, “Lenny, there’s something I need to tell you.” It sounded serious and I put down my folk to listen. “Lamar told me he just ended a relationship with woman he’s been dating for two years. He said I’m all he thinks about and the only woman he wants to be with. Lamar just asked me to spend the weekend together at the Blissful Resort in the mountains. It’s a place exclusively for lovers. This is where couples go to fall in love, show their love, reignite their love, propose, celebrate anniversaries, or to conceive. If I go with him, he’s going to tell me he’s in love with me. If he does, I’m going to tell him I’m in love with him. If this happens, this will change our marriage. There’s no going back after this Lenny. If you don’t want me to go through with this, I need to end my relationship with Lamar now.”

I was a little stunned and unprepared for the seriousness - the tone and gravity of her words. “What should I do Lenny? Should I break up with Lamar or go with him to Blissful Resort for the weekend?” I felt confused, suffocated, dazed, uncomfortable, unable to know what to say or do. I said, “What do you want to do Tina?” “No Lenny! You started this with your fucked-up sexual fantasy of me dating, falling in love, and getting impregnated by a black man. This is your decision. What should I do?”