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Only On Mondays
by Rusty Peters (address withheld)

***

A cheating wife has a weekly rendezvous with a well 
hung black stud. (MF, wife, cheat, intr, voy)

***

It was lunch time when the phone rang. The caller ID 
showed it was from out of area. Normally I never answer 
a call like that but my hand suddenly picked it up. In 
a quiet voice spoke, "You don't know me, I work with 
your wife and I'm calling to inform you that she has 
been cheating on you." 

"Who is this?" I asked.

"I can't tell you, but they meet for lunch at a hotel 
not far from work every Monday." 

"Is this some kind of sick joke!" I shouted. 

"Hardly," came the reply. "If you don't believe me go 
see for yourself. They take separate cars, oh and the 
guy is black, light skinned with a shaved head about 
6'5" around 220 pounds." With that the phone went 
silent. 

Well it was too late to drive over there today, I would 
have to wait until next week. I had lost my appetite, I 
felt a sickness and tightening in my stomach. How could 
she do this to me I thought. Vicky and I had been 
married going on ten years now. I thought we had a 
sound relationship, and adequate sex life, though we 
didn't do it as often as we used to. We were getting 
older. I was close to retirement and she had ten years 
to go. She kept herself in good shape. At 5' 2" Vicky's 
body was showing signs of age but still turned most men 
on. Her blue eyes, amber hair and ample rack, along 
with shapely legs and nice little ass surely had guys 
hitting on her at work. 

We had both been married several times and had admitted 
to having sex with numerous partners in our past. 
Somehow I didn't see her as someone who had been loose 
with giving her pussy away, though she claimed to have 
done it with a dozen guys. 

Suddenly I realized, it was my fault. I was the one 
that got her into watching porn movies. Sometimes we 
would act out scenes that had turned us on. She was 
amazed at how big the stars cocks were, especially the 
black ones. When asked if she thought she could handle 
one, or would like to try one, the answer was always 
the same, yuk no way. A typical response from 99 
percent of white women. What a lie. Given the right 
conditions, circumstances, and physical attraction the 
majority will try it once. Why, because women are 
inquisitive by nature. I should never have bought that 
big black dildo either. She loved the fullness her 
pussy felt when it was all the way to the balls. 

I needed to calm down before she got home from work, 
but my mind was working overtime. Visions of her 
sucking and then bucking on some big black cock raced 
through my head. My heart was pounding faster than the 
pounding she was taking on her hands and knees, as 
scene after scene played out in living color. A thick 
black cock slicing into her hot little pussy from every 
conceivable position. Her moaning in utter delight, and 
screaming out things like; give it to me, pound me with 
that black cock of yours, I want your cum, I want to 
taste your cum. 

Damn, the mind can paint some vivid pictures. I had to 
get control of myself, I was starting to get a hard on, 
as mad as I was, can this be normal? I remember reading 
something about this years ago. The majority of men had 
fantasies of their wife being fucked by someone else 
while they secretly watched. 

The ringing of the phone separated me from my thoughts, 
a familiar number appeared. I decided to let the 
answering machine take it. "Hi honey, I'm going to be a 
little late getting home tonight so thought you should 
know, I love you."

Damn I thought, you're good. You just finished getting 
pummeled and stretched but you love me? 

I decided to take a ride and check out the hotel. There 
was only one close to her work, the Glory Hole, how 
fitting I thought. I had a picture of her in my wallet 
which I showed to the desk clerk. "Do you know this 
woman?" I asked.

"No," came the reply. "But she has been meeting some 
guy in here for the last several months on Monday. He 
rents the same room in advance every week. They come in 
around noon get the key and disappear. They check out 
around 5 o'clock, except for today, you just missed 
them. His name is Marcus and he always takes room 11 
down the hall at the back of the building."

"Do you mind if I have a look at the room, I want to 
rent it next Sunday." My hands shook as I tried to 
guide the key into the lock while visions of my wife 
clenching a huge black cock had no problem finding the 
target. 

The bed had been torn up, several towels littered the 
floor. Upon closer inspection the bed was soaked in 
their love juices as were both pillows. The closet 
offered a perfect view of the bed I thought. I would 
place the video camera there next Sunday. I'd slip the 
desk clerk a fifty, to turn it on prior to their 
arrival. If I was going to file for a divorce I wanted 
proof.

Vicky arrived home about ten minutes later than usual. 
She seemed to look fine except she was a little pale 
looking and her hair didn't look right. "Rough day at 
work I mumbled." 

"Oh God, was it a long hard day, I thought it would 
never end. I'm beat, and wore out, I'll be in bed early 
tonight." 

Well I thought, at least she wasn't lying completely. 
She had a long hard black cock and I'm sure she's worn 
out and beat. I thought I'd join her in the shower to 
see if I could finger fuck her. I wanted to see just 
how much that hot little pussy had gotten stretched. 
She would have no part of it but agreed to blow me 
right there in the shower. Her mouth was hungry and my 
dick was no doubt an appetizer compared to what had 
filled it a few hours ago. The thought made my dick 
harder and my cum shot down her throat like a bullet 
leaving a rifle barrel. 

"Ummm, you almost drowned me," she moaned.

* *

The rest of the week crept slowly by as my subconscious 
mind replayed the same scenes over and over. Her on top 
riding that big thick black cock. Or being hammered 
from behind, his big black balls spanking her clit as 
she screamed; do me harder, deeper, deeper, faster, 
yeah just like that, ohhhhhh I'm cumming.

The weekend arrived, Saturday night was our night to 
get down and dirty. I put on some music and we hopped 
into bed. I was rock hard with the first kiss as her 
hand fondled my balls and stroked my dick. My finger 
found its way to her honey hole. I found it tight and 
dry so I applied some slip and slide and easily 
inserted three fingers. 

Hmm I thought, it used to take a while to work up to 
three fingers, that black cock had definitely left its 
mark. I did the best I could do but it seemed as if she 
just wasn't into it. She played like she had a small 
orgasm so as to satisfy me and finished me off with a 
awesome blow job. 

Sunday I made an excuse to go to town for some more 
wine and swung by the Glory Hole. The desk clerk had 
time to think it over and upped the price on me to a 
hundred bucks. I gave him the video camera along with 
instructions. I asked him to hold on to it until 
Tuesday morning. 

Monday morning came and Vicky kissed me good bye. She 
told me she could be a little late because she needed 
to stop by the store before coming home. As the day 
progressed I couldn't stop seeing the reruns of the two 
of them locked in what amounted to pure animal sex. The 
harder I tried the more lifelike they became. I could 
see the big veins that carried the lifeblood to that 
thick black cock my wife was either sucking or riding 
at this very minute. I could hear the deep moans and 
whimpers as her tiny mouth stretched to take that thick 
cock. I was sure Marcus would empty a cup full of hot 
cum deep into her throat. Somehow I managed to get 
through the afternoon and soon her car lights were 
lighting up the drive.

I met her at the door with a kiss and a hug. "Oh honey, 
today was hell, I worked my ass off all afternoon, I'm 
totally spent, every muscle in my body aches. I'm flat 
out exhausted. I'm going to soak in the tub and go to 
bed early." 

"Yeah, you look like you been rode hard and put away 
wet honey. Want a glass of wine?" I asked. 

"That's a perfect description and yes I'd love some 
wine." 

We ate dinner and shared small talk and soon it was off 
to soak in the tub.

I was at the Glory Hole by 9 o'clock the next morning. 
The clerk smiled as I approached his desk. Here's your 
camera and you can keep the hundred. "Did you get what 
I asked for?" 

"Oh did I ever, and let me tell ya, I'd pay you a 
hundred to watch that again, damn." 

"You weren't supposed to watch it you asshole." I left 
and flipped him off on my way out the door. I felt my 
heart racing as I speeded toward home. Slow down I 
thought, you have most of the day to look this over.

I hooked the camera to the TV and hit play. The bed 
came into focus there was no sound so I hit the fast 
forward. Suddenly the door opened, I tried to stop the 
camera but was all thumbs. 

Finally I backed it up and there they were, locked in 
each others arms as soon as they closed the door. They 
embraced for the next couple of minutes. Their bodies 
pressed firmly to each other. Her arms around his neck 
as he bent down, his huge hands cupping both cheeks of 
her little ass. I imagined their tongues dancing, as he 
slowly used his to fuck her hungry mouth. Then she slid 
her arms down to his groin and began to rub the bulge 
that she had come here for. I felt my throat tighten 
and my mouth become dry, I was shaking. The kiss ended 
and he stood erect and removed his shirt. 

He was very muscular and like I had been told, was 
light colored and a shaved head. Actually for a black 
guy Marcus was a handsome man. I guessed mid thirty's, 
about twenty years younger than my wife.

Vicky was first to speak, as she unbuckled his pants; 
"Damn I've wanted this beautiful cock all week. Are you 
going to fuck me good this afternoon Marcus, I mean 
really fuck me, make me cum my brains out?" 

"I always do, don't I? But today I'm really going to 
give you the fucking of your life. My balls are full of 
hot cum just for you baby." With that his pants fell to 
the floor exposing a huge cock, which was at least 8 
inches long in its flaccid state. It was also uncut and 
the foreskin concealed what looked to be a bulbous 
head.

I watched as she licked and kissed it from the base up 
the shaft to the bulbous pink head which was becoming 
exposed by her hasty jacking. Marcus was growing with 
each pass of her eager tongue. Now I know why he chose 
room eleven. Christ his cock was all that in length and 
half that in girth. Plumb sized testicles hung in a 
deep tanned sac about four inches below the base of his 
cock. 

She jacked the massive cock with both hands. The 
sucking, licking, and stroking exposed the head to 
daylight. She spoke as if this monster could somehow 
understand every word. That's a good cock, get nice and 
hard. She whispered as she struggled to suck the head 
into her mouth, I want you to fill my pussy up. I want 
you to drown me in your cum. 

Marcus pulled her up and replaced his cock with his 
tongue. He lifted her sweater over her head and she 
unsnapped her braw to free her tits. His mouth engulfed 
her tit as she moaned and grabbed a hold of his 
chocolate manhood. "I want it now Marcus! Please fuck 
me," she begged. "My pussy is on fire for that big cock 
of yours.

"Please fuck me," has got to be the sweetest words any 
man could ever hear. But Marcus wasn't just any man, he 
wasn't quite ready to give her what she wanted. He 
picked her up and laid her on the bed. She quickly 
started to pull down her jeans and panties in one fluid 
motion. The amber bush was in full view, and suddenly 
took up the whole screen. What the hell, and it dawned 
on me. The desk clerk was filming this from the closet.

Damn, this is more than I had bargained for. As her 
legs came into frame I could see Marcus kneeling. He 
was eating her sweet little pussy and fingering it as 
he drained her of her juices. She was pleading now, 
"Please Marcus, give me that cock, fill my pussy up, I 
want you in me, I want your cum." 

Marcus came up for air and grabbed her legs as she 
spread them as well as her pussy lips open. The massive 
head of that thick veined cock came into focus as it 
rested at the entry way to her dripping pussy. As his 
buttocks tightened the massive cock split her lips. She 
raised her pussy up and arched her back to welcome it 
inside. As they pushed against each other it slowly 
sank. The massive head followed by inch after inch of 
thick chocolate cock. 

About half way in Marcus stopped and slowly pulled out 
all but the head. He leaned forward as she wrapped her 
arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. 
Their tongues dueled like swordsman and the cock began 
to plunge a little deeper. This went on for the next 
ten minutes as I watched my wife moan, cum flowing from 
her stuffed pussy. Her pussy was sucking it in, inch by 
black inch. Incredible I thought. Marcus kept feeding 
it to her slowly, until she begged, "Give me more. I 
want more... I want it all." 

Then with a sudden lunge it found bottom and they 
froze, both bodies shaking in orgasmic bliss. With the 
cum running out of her pussy Marcus began to saw away 
slowly. First pulling all but the head out, the length 
of the shaft glistening with their love juices. Then it 
plunged to the depths once again as Vicky rose in 
perfect rhythm to meet him half way. 

"Give it to me harder, faster!" she cried. Ohhh just 
like that! I love it like that!" You could hear the 
sound of his balls slapping her ass, and the wet 
sucking sound of her pussy. "Oh God fuck me, fuck me!" 
she screamed.

With each long stroke he gave her, she was arching and 
raising her ass off the bed to meet him as that huge 
cock vanished into her little white pussy. "I'm 
cumming, I'm cumming, it's sooo fucking gooood." 

"I want to suck that cock, I want to feel that hot cum 
in my throat." 

Marcus got up and said, "Not yet baby, I'm hitting that 
pussy doggie style." 

Vicky quickly assumed the position. 

"Now I'm going to send you to heaven baby," as he 
stabbed her pussy relentlessly to the timing of her 
lust filled moans. Each thrust was met with an equal 
response. "A fuck me, fuck me deeper" only interrupted 
by her screaming, "I'm cumming! God I'm cumming again! 
Give it to me!"

This continued for the next twenty minutes until Marcus 
said, "Ok baby, are you hungry for my cum?"

"Yes! God yes! Please give it to me!" was the response 
as she fell forward and dislodged the spear which 
impaled her. Quick to her knees she eagerly gobbled 
down half his cock. You could see her cheeks swell and 
his balls pulsate. 

She jacked the other half of his throbbing cock as his 
balls were being emptied into her throat. Then they 
collapsed in each other's embrace. Over the course of 
the next four hours the scene would be replayed three 
more times. Marcus was a man of his word, he had given 
her the fucking of her life. 

Over the course of the week, I watched parts of it 
several times in disbelief, I hadn't decided what to do 
about it yet. That was going to depend on Vicky. It was 
finally Saturday night and as we got into bed she 
snuggled up to me and whispered, "Are you going to put 
some music on?" 

"No, I thought we would watch a porn movie," I replied. 

"I'd rather listen to music, we've seen all the 
movies," was her response. 

I reached for the remote and said, "Not this one. 
You're going to love this one." 

As the bedroom came into focus she sat up in bed with 
the most surprised look on her face. "Don't bother 
trying to explain honey, lye back and enjoy the movie." 

We had incredible sex that night. When we were spent 
she asked, "Do you still love me?" 

"Yes, I do and I don't mind if you see Marcus, but only 
on Mondays." 

END

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