The date

Two days later, my wife walked up to me and said, "Soooo, I've been getting a shit ton of texts. And made some plans, but want to go over then with you."

"OK...?"

"I've been talking to a lot of guys, and found one I want to try. His name is , and he is coming over in an hour. You can go hide in the closet and watch, while I take him in the bed and give this a try. I told him you'll be at work so don't make any noise."

We started prepping the room and I put a wooden dining chair in the bedroom closet that faces the foot of the bed. I don't know why it didn't occur to me until now, but we didn't have any condoms. I had a vasectomy years ago after we knew we were done having kids.

"Babe, I completely forgot, were so used to not even thinking about it, but we don't have any condoms."

"Shit! ... Well, OK, I'll let him know to just cum on my tits, ass, face or something because we don't have any condoms."

"You're going to fuck him bareback? Babe, there's still the risk though even if he doesn't cum in you. You know that."

"Yeah. Well, fuck it. We'll be as safe as we can now and that's all we can do. Besides, I know your sick twisted ass would probably beat off to the thought of my belly growing a black baby inside of it, with all of our family and friends knowing you had a vasectomy."

"We would just say we wanted another kid but I already had an operation, so we made a family decision to find a donor."

"Hahaha. Anyways. We'll be as safe as we can obviously. I'm really nervous. I haven't even seen another dick before and here I am about to try a new one while you hide and watch in the closet. Let alone one that looks so big."

"You'll be OK." The doorbell rang. We looked at each other. "This is it."

"Well, here goes." With that she turned and left the bedroom to go answer the door while I lay in the chair and shut the closet doors, peeking through the wooden slats and staring and my empty bed. Then I heard voices walking closer.