Trina’s husband, Martin.

John spent an uncomfortable week at the office, with Claudia barely making eye contact, but in time they become friends again. But she didn’t ask about the night at John’s apartment with his wife.

As awkward as that was, having his wife berate Claudia for being a prude, while not saying much about what happened between the two of them just felt bizarre.

John knew he should have slow played it with Claudia, she didn’t seem like the orgy sort of person, he should have seen it coming.

John got a text from his wife on her day off when he was at work, “My turn tonight babe, I am bringing some company for dinner!”

She said nothing else about it, but John knew what she was talking about. She was bringing a man over. Tonight his wife planned to fuck another man.

John had another woman, twice. Jennifer consented to him bringing a third over, and it didn’t work out, but that was three women for John, to zero guys for his wife. And Claudia has given him a blowjob, and Jenn knew about it.

Add to that, Jennifer had fucked the other women, and would have fucked Claudia. John got to have another woman and got to watch two women fuck as well. Jennifer would not see the same thing from him, John wasn’t going to touch another guy.

He had to accept this, he had agreed to it, fair was fair. And in truth, John watch a lot of wife sharing porn, and it was pretty erotic.

When Jennifer got home, she walked in with a light skinned black man about his size, maybe a bit taller and better built, but not by too much. She opened the door and stepped in, the guy walked right in behind her, closing the door, keeping one rather large hand on Jennifer’s waist.

When she brought him over to introduce him, his big hand moved to her very well built ass, “John, this is Martin, Trina’s husband.” She said in a cheerful voice, “You remember her right? Martin, this is my husband John.”

John stood and extended his right hand, seeing Martin’s right hand was on her ass, getting a good grip, just to see what he would do. He gave her beautiful round ass a smack, and then shook John’s hand.

“It is a pleasure John, nice place you have here, lots of space.” Martin said to John. He can’t help but notice their comfort level, when John released his hand it went right back to her ass, and her hand was on his flat stomach. Low by his waist. Somehow she had managed to get this man to be this comfortable prior to meeting John, if only Claudia had been so easy to warm up to.

“I wasn’t sure when you were coming, I just had something to eat,” John said, unsure what to do next. Was this going to blow up on John and his wife? Is this a step too far? “I hadn’t planned anything special for dinner.”

Jennifer spoke up, “Martin said he had a late lunch, and I had a snack on the way over,” she said cheerfully, she patted Martin on the stomach as she said it.

“Where is the restroom Jenn?” Martin asked, Jennifer smiled and pointed down the hall. He was a good looking man, well built and well spoken, John really hoped for Jennifer and his sakes that this went ok.

When John shut the front door, he leaned in towards his wife and went to kiss her but she turned her cheek, “Sorry babe, no kissing right now, I rode with him from their house, and we got a head start on the night.”

John gave her a questioning look, but he was sure that he knew what she meant.

“I wanted this to work, and I wanted him to last a bit, so I gave him a blowjob on the way over.” Jennifer said like it was nothing. “I wanted to avoid a false start like with your girlfriend from work.”

So Jennifer just sucked a dick, that was a bigger punch in the stomach than he thought it would be. “So the snack on the way over?” He knew she loved double entendres, had she just slid one in on him? Had she just used two?

Jennifer smiled at her husband and patted her stomach. “A nice salty snack, courtesy of Martin’s cock,” then skipped off to the kitchen, “Drinks incoming boys!”

John closed his eyes and tried to **** that knowledge out of his brain, but it didn’t work. Jennifer had just swallowed cum, and not his.

But John remembered that he didn’t complain when Jennifer ate pussy, Trina and Cashmere, and she would have for Claudia. And she didn’t complain when John ate Trina out, or when both Trina and Cashmere had swallowed his cum.

Martin’s wife Trina had swallowed his cum, and it seems like Martin knew all about it. In the end John had consented to this, in the end it would all be ok. It had to be.

Jennifer was in the kitchen making frozen margaritas, and Martin came back into the living room with a beer for himself and John. He put a game on, TV, and both men watched until Jenn came back in with a margarita in one hand and the pitcher in the other.

Jennifer got some music started, and began to dance, and she didn’t seem to know how to dance without being sensual.

She danced for the two men as if they were customers at the club, slowly swaying with the music, working her hips and groping her own breasts.

Right about then both men stopped watching the game, John turned it off, the real party was about to begin.