Would Your Wife Fuck a Black Man?

I first got the idea after talking with a friend at work. Larry, who works in the institutional sales unit, and I were out for a drink on the way home from work. A few drinks, several hot looking women in the bar, and the topic of conversation turned to sex.

“How are you and MaryAnn getting along,” I asked. Larry had been married to MaryAnn for five years now and it was rumored around the office that Larry got laid more than anyone. Whenever MaryAnn came to the office she was usually dressed provocatively in a miniskirt, halter top and heels. It was apparent she had her breasts enlarged; they looked magnificent.

“Great,” he said, and then he surprised me. “I got her laid last week. She turned 35 and was depressed about getting older. So I hired a male escort to seduce her. Young black guy, cock as big as a baseball bat, fucked her silly. Made her feel like a teenager again.”

What? I thought. “You got your wife fucked? By a black guy you hired?”

“Yep,” he replied, “And I’ve gotten laid every night since. You should try it; your sex life will never be the same. Speaking of which, ol’ buddy, I need to get home. She’ll be waiting for me.”

On the drive home my mind wandered. How would I feel about someone, no, not someone, a black man, fucking my wife Candy?

Later that evening Candy and I were in bed; a “for couples” XXX video playing on the DVD. I had forgotten about my conversation with Larry until a scene in the movie appeared where a blonde woman waved goodbye to her husband on his way to work only to open a closet door and let out a tall, muscular black man. The two of them ripped each other’s clothes off and began furiously having sex.

It may have been the drinks I had that evening (or maybe not?) but I blurted out, “Candy, would you fuck a black man?” Candy is about five foot three, very shapely, and has fair skin and hair almost white, it is so blond.

"No, I'm not going to let some black guy I don't even know fuck me!" she responded. I guess that was that for this topic, I thought.

Then she took my breath away. “I would have to meet him first," she said to me. “You know MaryAnn, Larry’s wife?” she continued. “She said that Larry arranged for her to fuck a black guy and said it was awesome. I guess I might try it…if I checked out the guy first. Not just anybody.”

I took the bait. "If I set it up you’ll do it? I asked.

“Sure,” Candy said, “As long as he is like the guy on the screen.” She pointed at the TV where the black porn actor was shoving what must have been a ten inch cock into the blonde woman.