Thursday evening finally arrived and Carole and I sat in a quiet corner of the lounge bar. Carole was dressed quite conservatively, not wanting to show too much at this stage, but still looked very desirable. The four men entered the bar and Michael spotted us instantly and over they came. Carole was, of course, the centre of attention and although I knew she was quivering inside, she remained outwardly calm and we enjoyed a very friendly evening. An agreement was made to e-mail Michael if we wished to proceed and he would do likewise on behalf of himself and the other three.
We arrived home and Carole ran to the computer, our e-mail had a message from Michael saying he and his friends would love to join us for a sexual evening at our earliest convenience. Carole was visibly shaken by what was developing and wanted to e-mail back immediately. I had to stop her and suggest that we book a hotel suite first and then e-mail. I called a nearby hotel and reserved a large suite for Saturday evening, Carole then e-mailed Michael with the details. Within ten minutes Michael replied.
So, it was set, on Saturday I would watch my wife being fucked by four black guys with big dicks. How did I feel? I felt good. Carole had always been highly sexual and I did like to watch her with our friends, Don and Carol. Don would fuck her with his large cock on the arm of our couch. I would lie on the floor with Carol bouncing on my dick and look up at the pounding my wife was receiving and think how she loves a good, hard fucking from a big cock. I could only imagine how she was going to react with four cocks. I was looking forward to Saturday!
Carole was in the bathroom of the hotel suite getting ready and wouldn’t let me see what she was wearing, saying it would be a surprise. The guys were due in 15 minutes and I was to meet them in the bar so left Carole to her primping and went downstairs. They had just arrived as I stepped from the elevator so I grabbed the door before it closed and we made our way back up. I opened the door to the suite and we stepped inside. Carole was dancing very provocatively to music and was dressed in black fishnet stockings, stiletto heels, a short black skirt and a white blouse…an obvious tribute to Julie and one that Michael recognized immediately. She unbuttoned her blouse halfway revealing most of her breasts in a push-up black bra and then lifted her skirt to show the tiny black panties and garter belt. We all stood motionless until she directed us over to the large sofa. I stood behind it while the four lads sat down. When the music stopped she lay on a big, square ottoman that was in front of the sofa, opened her legs wide and began to caress her tits and pussy.
After several minutes she stands and beckons me over to her. “Please take off your clothes,” she says to the men and they comply without hesitation. The men are sitting on the sofa naked, their erections growing and she says, “Stroke your lovely black cocks” and they oblige, playing with themselves to full hardness. She stares intently at them for a few moments, then turns to me and says, “Show me off to them” I must have look puzzled because she says again while motioning to her breasts, “Show me off to them.”