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My Wife Sherry
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)
***
Sherry and her husband own a real estate office. She
loves to dress to thrill for the single clients. One
day a black man walks into the office and Sherry
starts having fantasies. (MF, intr, fant)
***
My wife Sherry and I had a long discussion. It was a
typical Friday night as we lay in bed talking about
the busy work week we had. Our 18 year old son, Trevor
left for college out West just over a month ago. He's
our only child. Sherry was my high school sweetheart.
We got married young. We were both 18 years old on our
wedding day.
We both look back at it now thinking about the hard
times we had getting started. I took a job in an auto
factory right out of high school and Sherry go herself
a job in real estate which she still does to this day.
I went back to school and got a degree later on which
was extremely difficult going to night school and
working a 10 hour job. I ended up as a real estate
broker and now my wife works in the same office as me.
Over the years we've had our ups and downs but I would
say we are still very much in love. She is still very
good looking even with her thirty-seventh birthday
coming on in a few weeks. She works out on a daily
basis keeping her body trim and firm. Sherry is a
natural blonde and has a gorgeous hour glass figure.
She had plenty of opportunities to date other guys
when we were in school but she stuck with me all those
years and I'm very grateful.
It wasn't until several years into our marriage that
our sex life started getting a little dull. Yes our
sex life was very boring to say the least. I remember
the week after celebrating our tenth anniversary and
dropping Trevor off with his grandparents for the
weekend. We attended a swinger's party hoping that it
would stimulate our sex life a bit.
It was a couple's dance held at a big hotel that had a
club on the first floor. I remember dancing with
several women that night always watching where Sherry
was going and seeing who she was talking to. There
were guys coming out of the woodwork hitting on her
that night. I think she danced with about twenty guys
that night. Sherry had plenty of offers that night to
sleep with other men but we decided to go home where
we had wild sex that night after talking about our
experience at that club that night.
It intrigued me very much watching Sherry flirt with
these other men. I'd have to admit I had no desire to
sleep with another woman that night and told my wife
the truth. I did admit to her how much it turned me on
seeing her dance with other guys knowing that they had
intentions of taking my wife to bed that night.
We'd fantasize about that night many times over the
years. I guess you could say it stimulated our sex
life just enough to keep the fire going. Since we both
worked in the same real estate office I'd see single
guys walk into the office and I'd direct them to
Sherry knowing fully well that she had good luck
selling single guys houses.
I always got a kick out of the way Sherry dressed at
work. Low cut tops and revealing dresses. She always
wore those 6" fuck me pumps which enhanced her legs
and the rest of her gorgeous body. She'd laugh about
it and say those were her working tools. Just like a
carpenter had good tools. Sherry has sexy clothes and
a hot body to wear them.
Whenever she was working with a single guy she'd walk
past my office door giving me a wink and a devilish
smile. I knew she was working her charm on her client
and there was a good possibility she sell that person
a home, lot, or commercial property of some sort.
At night Sherry would be sucking my cock taking little
breaks in between telling me all about one of her
clients and the little things she'd do to try to
entice them to buy. She'd explain how she would bend
down in front of her desk just in the right position
allowing the client to get a good look at her ample
size tits.
Yes, guys flirted with her all the time. They'd even
offer to take her out to lunch or dinner to a nice
restaurant. I remember the first time I guy asked her
out to dinner and she called and told me about it. I
said sure why not if it was going to make a sale. A
free dinner, real estate commission. All in a good
days work.
About two years ago Sherry and I went out to a club
together and a black guy flirted with my wife on her
way back from the ladies room. I could see her stop to
talk to the man assuming that perhaps he may know her
from the office. We get lots of black clients into our
office at times it's hard to remember faces. She was
spending a lot of time talking to the man. When she
finally walked back I asked her who he was and Sherry
kind of shrugged it off as just someone asking her a
question about real estate.
She'd told me he'd stopped by the office a couple
weeks ago looking for a house and he recognized her
from the office. A few days later that black man
walked into the office and sat down in our reception
room. I came out and introduced myself shaking his
hand. He told me his name was Chet and he had an
appointment with Sherry and I told him I'd tell her he
was waiting.
I remember thinking to myself how handsome this guy
was dressed in an expensive suit. He was big. Stood
about 6'9" tall and very wide shoulders. Although his
skin was very dark like coal, he was a very handsome
looking guy.
I remember Sherry coming out to greet him that morning
and taking him back to her office and closing the
door. She stopped by my office a bit later and told me
she was taking a client out to look at some
properties. I remember seeing them leave together that
morning. I got a text later that afternoon saying she
was still out looking at properties and wanted to know
if it would be OK if Chet took her out to dinner.
Naturally I replied, yes.
Don't ask me why but when I got home that evening I
started to do a search on interracial relationships
and it somehow got me looking at porno sites that
showed interracial movies. From there I found an array
of interracial stories and started reading these
scenarios about white wives who loved to screw black
men.
I started reading further and learned about cuckold
relationships. I was beginning to get aroused reading
these type stories more than anything. I spent what
seemed like hours reading story after story until I
heard Sherry's car pull into the garage. I noticed the
time on the clock and she was rather later than her
usual time.
Sherry walked in and gave me a nice passionate kiss
than dropped her purse and keys on my desk than sat on
my lap giving me yet a longer more passionate open
mouth kiss.
Sherry smiled at me next and said, "I sold Chet an
expensive piece of property."
I held her tight on my lap as she swung her gorgeous
legs up over the arm of my desk chair giving me yet
another hot passionate kiss. I could tell she was
horny and wanted to fuck so I cradled her in my arms
and carried her into our bedroom and sat her on the
bed.
She playfully scooted into the center of the bed and
waited for me to take off my clothes and join her. I
remember how wet Sherry's pussy was that night.
Thoughts of those interracial stories went through my
head as I fucked my lovely wife that night.
Sometime during our passionate love making Sherry
confessed that she got turned on teasing Chet that day
at the office and how she fantasized about making love
to a black man. I remember how excited I got that
night thinking what a coincident it was that Sherry
told me her fantasy the same day I discovered those
interracial porn sites on the internet.
I kept those discoveries to myself but I tried to egg
my wife on to tell me more of her feelings that night
and she did. Since Chet was such a large black man I
began wondering how large his cock might be. Was it as
large as some of those men I saw in those pictures on
the web?
***
Three weeks later Sherry had the closing on the house
Chet bought. She walked into my office late that
afternoon after they'd finished up at the title
company and gave me a hug telling me she was horny. I
locked the door of my office while Sherry sat on my
desk.
I soon discovered how wet her pussy was once I lowered
her panties to the floor. She sat back down on my desk
while I stood near the edge ramming my cock deep
inside my wife's pussy. I remember asking Sherry what
got her so excited and wet and she finally confessed
telling me that Chet gave her a hug at the end of the
closing. She said he held her tight allowing her tits
to press into his muscular meaty chest. She told me
her whole body started trembling as she was being held
by Chet. How her pussy tingled and it just made her
feel totally like a slut in heat.
We talked dirty during that fuck as I kept asking
Sherry questions about Chet. She wouldn't answer them
at first telling me to just keep fucking her. I think
I brought her to here orgasms that afternoon. I could
feel her pussy squeezing my cock like a vise. Much
more than any other time I could recently recall
during our marriage.
During the next week or so we made love every single
night. We continued talking about Chet a lot. Sherry
told me he'd text her every morning and told her he
hopped she had a wonderful day. Just the idea of him
keeping in contact with my wife aroused me to a point
that I kept asking her those questions about how Chet
turned her on so much. Naturally she wouldn't open up
about everything so I had to sort of get things going
every night.
Sherry surprised me on the third night we had sex. I
was driving my cock in and out of her pussy. She had
her legs wrapped up tight around my ass while I lunged
in and out of her tight wet pussy. She whispered in my
ear saying, "Chet want to meet me for lunch tomorrow."
I didn't answer her remark. I just kept ramming my
cock as deep as I could inside her pussy until she
came so hard she almost knocked me off the bed. I came
soon after but in all the excitement I got dislodged
from her hot tight pussy and shot my cum out across
her belly.
Luckily for me Sherry reached out and began to stoke
my cock finishing me off. She rubbed my cock head
along her belly as the final drops leaked out from the
head of my cock. I lay down next to Sherry and looked
over at her face as I held her hand.
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him I'd let him know."
I didn't say anything right away as I played with her
fingers. I thought about it than replied. "Why don't
you meet him? As long as you can work it into your
schedule tomorrow."
Sherry rose up far enough to pick up her cell phone
and sent Chet a text. She put the phone down again as
I reached out to rub her tits.
"What did you tell him?"
"Said I'd be there around noon."
I got really busy with customers during mid-day and
forgot all about Sherry's lunch date with Chet until I
looked at the clock and saw that it was past noon. I
picked up my cell phone from my desk and noticed
Sherry had sent me a text about thirty minutes ago
saying she was arriving at the restaurant to meet
Chet.
I always turn off the sound when I'm with customers
and missed her text.
I had to drop off some documents in Sherry's office.
The entire room still smelled delicious with the scent
of Sherry's perfume. I stepped around the desk placing
the papers in a neat stack in the lower right hand
corner. I noticed the top left drawer was open
slightly so I peeked inside.
My eyes got really wide when I saw a black thong
sitting on the top of little note books and such. I
sat down in her chair and pulled the thong out of the
drawer putting it up to my nose. It smelled the same
as the aroma that still lingered in the office.
Touching the material with my fingers I noticed it was
still damp at the crotch. Sherry must have recently
taken it off. Like just before she left for her lunch
date with Chet.
I began wondering if Sherry had left them in the top
drawer for me to find. I don't always make a habit of
snooping around in my wife's desk and she knows it.
Must have been a coincidence I thought. Damn! The
little shit's not wearing anything under her dress!
What a slut I thought. I carefully put the thong back
into the drawer the way I found it.
Sherry got back to the office around 2:30 that
afternoon. I waived at her as she walked past my
doorway but she hurried past just glancing in for a
second. I got up and walked into her office which was
down the hallway from mine. She was just putting her
purse on the desk as I walked in.
"How did your lunch date go with Chet?" I asked.
She was leaning over her desk glancing at the papers I
dropped off earlier in the day.
"Just fine," Sherry murmured.
The sun was shining in making the room nice and
bright. I could clearly see her skin tight dress
snuggled up against her bare ass cheeks. I didn't see
any outline of a thong or panties. I walked up closer
putting my hand on her ass rubbing it across her ass
cheek as she straightened up and turned around giving
me a little kiss.
"So. You got another real estate deal going with
Chet?"
Sherry looked at me with that blank look on her face
as she replied, "No..."
I put my arms around her looking down at her cleavage.
She had made sure she wore something sexy and
revealing for Chet today I thought.
"What did you have for lunch?"
"Just a salad." Sherry replied.
"No drinks?"
Sherry replied, "Yes. Three exactly."
We both had work to finish up the day so I gave her a
little kiss and said I'd talk more when we got home.
We drove separate cars some days since we were both
showing properties at the same time on occasions.
That night while we were lying in bed after another
wild sex session, Sherry made a remark, "Chet thought
it was funny that you get so turned on fantasizing
about me having sex with him."
My eyes got real wide as I looked over at my wife
lying so comfortable on her pillow.
"You told Chet what we talk about?" I asked.
"Just a little here and there."
Oh my God! I thought. Chet's going to think I'm a
pervert!
"Why did you tell him that?"
Sherry replied, "We got to talking about
relationships. Chet opened up about his ex-wife and we
somehow got to talking about you and me. I guess those
three drinks did me in a little."
"Sherry," I said. "Why did you tell him anything? I
thought I was between you and me?"
"I know honey. I'm sorry. It's just that we were
talking about interracial relationships and somehow
got on the subject about husbands getting turned on
watching their wives making love to black men."
We discussed this back and forth. Sherry knew I was
upset and she tried to assure me she meant nothing by
it. What else could I saw once she started biting and
licking my nipples as she stroked my cock. She got me
hard again and climbed on top me straddling my legs. I
reached out to play with her tits as she rocked back
and forth above me.
She leaned down giving me a deep passionate kiss.
Looking into my eyes she said, "I know it turns you on
a lot. I was only trying to help with your fantasy."
She kept rocking and squeezing her tight pussy around
my cock. It didn't dawn on me what she'd just said.
She was trying to help me with my fantasy? I flipped
her over onto her back and started driving my cock in
and out at a faster pace. She spread her legs
chanting, "That's it baby... Give it to me... Fuck
me..."
I came a second time that night. Our love making
seemed to get more intense the more we talked about
interracial sexy. Now Sherry seemed to be flirting
with the idea of fucking Chet. We lay there talking
again after washing up for the night.
Sherry was starting to open up even more now making
little remarks about wives who cuckold their husbands.
She was an expert at knowing how to get me aroused as
she stroked my cock as we talked. I guess my dick was
her way to gage my excitement whenever she would bring
up a certain subject. Kind of like a lie detector. She
held onto my cock tightly as she brought up different
scenarios.
She'd say things about white wives she'd heard of
cheating on their husbands. She told me about one wife
she read about that denied her husband of sex and had
a black boyfriend. That really got my dick rock solid
hard and she knew it.
It wasn't until we shut out the light and I was about
ready to go to sleep when Sherry reached over and
stroked my cock again making me rally hard when she
said, "Chet wants to take me out to dinner tomorrow
evening."
My dick started filling with blood again as Sherry
kept moving her fingers around on it. The hardness of
my cock gave me away and she knew it because she
giggled saying, "I knew you wouldn't mind."
Sherry and I both had busy days at the office. I was
out showing clients some properties most of the
afternoon and got a text from Sherry telling me she
was leaving the office early to go home and get ready
for her dinner date. When I got back to the office I
finally had a chance to take a breath. I sat at my
desk thinking about Sherry's dinner date and what this
might lead to in the future.
Neither one of us came out and said it but I knew my
heart that my wife wanted to fuck Chet. I just didn't
know if I wanted to let that happen. As far as a
fantasy goes, Sherry and I were on the same page. It
turned me on just fantasizing about watching Sherry
getting fucked by a black man and I knew for a fact
that my wife loved the sexual stimulation she got by
flirting with Chet.
I stopped off and picked up a pizza on my way home.
Got a text from Sherry that Chet picked her up at the
house so her car would be in the driveway when I got
home. They were going to this Seafood restaurant in
town. Sherry gave me their phone number in case of any
emergency that may occur. Kind of made me laugh in a
way. What kind of an emergency would come up anyway? I
had her cell phone number. Sherry was always prepared
for anything.
I sat eating pizza and watching the television. I kept
looking at the clock about every fifteen minutes or so
wondering how my wife was doing on her dinner date. At
about 8:00 PM I started getting worried. Dinner had to
be long over by now and Sherry hadn't called or even
sent a text. I sat on the living room coach watching
the TV with the sound cut down low until I must have
fallen asleep.
Something woke me and I looked up and saw the screen
of the television. I glanced up at the clock. It was
almost 10:00PM. I heard my cell phone vibrating and
picked it up from the end table next to the coach. It
was a text from Sherry.
"I'm on my way home. Be there shortly. Love Sherry."
I simply replied with an "OK."
It wasn't twenty minutes when I heard a car pulling
into the driveway. I looked out and saw an expensive
looking SUV in the driveway. It was too dark to see
what model he was driving. I kept looking out the
front window seeing Sherry being escorted to the front
door by Chet. I'd seen him before when he was in the
office and remember him being really tall. The porch
light was on.
I kept peeking out at the front porch and saw them
standing there talking wondering if she were going
invite him in for a drink or something. They were
still talking. I heard Sherry laugh as they stood on
the front porch. Than it happened. I saw Chet lean
down and kiss my wife on the lips. The kiss lasted a
few seconds. Then I heard them say, "Good night."
I hurried away from the window and quickly sat on the
chair across from the sofa. I tried to make it look
like I'd been sleeping when Sherry opened the door and
walked in. She spotted me almost instantly as she
closed the door behind her.
"Your home," I said.
Sherry sat her purse down on a table and walked my
way. She looked so sexy in her green dress. She was
wearing the one I'd bought her for her last birthday.
It was tight, low cut and showed every little curve of
her lovely figure.
Sherry sat on my lap and put her arm around my
shoulder. She gave me a little kiss on the cheek and
said. "Were you sleeping?"
"I fell asleep for a while I think. How was your
dinner?"
"We had a nice time. Chet took me by the waterfront
after we ate dinner and sat on his boat for a while."
"Oh, he has a boat?"
Sherry got more comfortable on my lap as she spoke.
"Yeah. We had a couple drinks and watched the sunset."
"How about you? Did you worry about me?"
I replied. No. I knew you'd be fine."
"What you have for dinner?"
"I picked up a pizza."
Sherry didn't say anything else. She planted her lips
on mine and started to rub my chest. Then she
whispered in my ear, "Take me to the bedroom."
With that note, I carried Sherry into the bedroom and
sat her on the bed. She pulled me down on top of her
and gave me a really passionate kiss as I felt her
thigh moving my hand up under her dress. She opened
her legs as my hand moved further up. I found she
wasn't wearing any panties again. My fingers reached
her pussy mound. I slipped a finger between the lips.
It felt so wet down there as we kissed.
Sherry was unbuttoning my shirt and pulling down my
pants as I helped her out of her dress. Her legs were
bare so she was totally naked once I removed her dress
except for her high heels. I left them on as I moved
my head down to kiss her breasts. Sherry was horny and
couldn't wait to feel my cock inside her.
She looked me in the eyes and whispered, "Fuck me."
So I did.
I was absolutely turned on so my dick was rock solid
hard. I started banging her as hard as I could, making
her cum within minutes. She kept kissing and touching
my body pulling my ass down on top of her making me
fuck her even harder. She must have cum two more times
before I shot my load inside her pussy.
I turned over lying alongside my wife trying to catch
my breath. I saw her spread her legs and she started
to play with her clit. She was going to make herself
cum again as I laid there watching. It took about
three minutes and she had this really intense orgasm.
Her legs stiffened and her nipples stuck out like hard
little cherries. She kept rubbing her fingers inside
her pussy as she kept her eyes closed.
I knew what she was fantasizing about. It was Chet. I
reached over and touched one of her nipples as she
played with her pussy. I leaned up and gave her a kiss
on her bare shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked
at mine.
"You wanted to fuck him tonight didn't you?"
Sherry looked at me for a few seconds than replied.
"Would you have been upset?"
My heart skipped a beat. I didn't expect Sherry to say
that!
I thought about it for a few seconds. "I guess not." I
finally replied.
Sherry kept looking into my eyes so I bent down
kissing her on the lips. "Did he want to fuck you?"
"Yes," she replied.
"On the boat?" I asked.
"Yes. We were sitting in the cabin. He was holding my
hand as we shared a glass of wine. He kissed me. Then
he put his hand on my thigh."
"What happened next?" I asked.
"I kissed him back. Then I felt his hand come up. He
touched my breast. He slipped his fingers under my
tits and pulled them out of my dress."
My heart was beating fast as I listened to my wife
describe what happened.
"I felt like I wanted something to happen. Than I
thought of you."
"Really?" I said.
"Yes."
"What happened next?"
"I told Chet I had to stop. I pulled the top of my
dress up so he moved away."
"You could have fucked him tonight," I said.
"Yes. I know."
"Why didn't you let him?"
Sherry looked into my eyes and replied. "Because. I
remember how we talked and knew how much it turned you
on thinking about Chet fucking me."
"And?" I said patiently waiting for her to continue.
"Well….I wanted you to be part of the experience if I
did get fucked."
Wow…..I thought to myself. I was right all along.
Sherry was conditioning me for this night. I read
something about wives who wait until their husbands
give them permission to fuck another man. That's what
Sherry was doing to me. She tested me. She found out
how excited I'd got with the fantasy of Chet fucking
her and now she's waiting for the green light.
I pressed my lips down onto hers and put my hand on
her hand. The one still playing with her pussy and
gave it a gentle squeeze. She responded in a very
loving way with her lips still looking into my eyes
waiting for my reply.
"You want to fuck him?" I asked.
Sherry kept looking at me with those big green eyes
and replied. "Only if you want me to."
I pressed my lips to hers this time parting her lips
with my tongue. We kissed for a very long time until I
finally stopped and looked her straight in her eyes
and asked.
"How about this weekend?"
Sherry smiled. "Let me text him."
Thank you for reading my story. You can read my
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