Wife’s short-sighted cuckold fantasy ruins a good marriage

I did notice Dan lose his erection but I carried on anyway, ” Why not? It would be our dirty little secret.”

“Really, Carrie?”

“Oh, come on Dan, we could spend a night downtown in a nice hotel and have fun. We haven’t done anything crazy in a while. You could video it all and we could sit here like now. It would spice up our sex life. The sex would be amazing like the other night.”

Dan was in deep thought for a moment, then questioned, “Carrie, this a fantasy of yours, honey? Has this been on your mind a while?”

“After watching these interracial videos the other night, our sex was just mind-blowing. I thought maybe you and I could make our own video. For fun to share alone.”

Dan was seeking my face for something, so I asked him, “So, what do you think?”

Dan looked down at nothing and said, “Carrie, is this something you really want to do? You would be willing to let a black man use you like these women on the screen?”

“Danny, if you were there I would.”

“Really, Carrie?”

Even this conversation was twisting my mind even more now that it was out in the open. If I had any clarity at all during this conversation, I should have sensed his reluctance and dropped the whole thing. But I didn’t and keep pushing, “Come on Dan, it will be an adventure. It will be exciting.”

Dan leaned forward and studied the floor a moment, “Well, Carrie if this is what you really want, then I guess we could…I suppose.”

I wasn’t reading the concern on Dan’s face or listening to the tone of his voice. I was only thinking that he would give me this. And he did. Why? Because he loved me and trusted me as his best friend. After that, Dan said he was tired and he was going to bed. I told him I was going to stay to watch a bit more and would be up later. When he left, I masturbated a couple more times to my different favorites. I was out of control. An hour later I shut down everything and turned off the lights. By the time I was in bed, Dan had already gone to sleep. At least I think he was.

The next few days should have been a wake-up call for me. I knew he wasn’t into this like I was but so fixated on getting a black cock, any black cock, I arranged for a hotel room downtown. The simple fact is, I didn’t notice his reluctance because I didn’t want to notice it. I wanted this to happen.

BTW – Dan was always a good father who always shared responsibility with the children after work and helped me with them before bedtime. He was always so cheerful when we would sit around and watch television together as a family. And he was always very affectionate with me.

Dan would always touch me when he would walk past or he would pull me close and hug me for no reason at all. But during those last few days, all of that ceased. I was so into my black cock fantasy, I didn’t notice that he had withdrawn from the usual tenderness we shared. He wasn’t sulking or anything like that, he just wasn’t his regular self towards me.

How we met my fantasy black man is not important. What is, is that it happened, and Dan was there. He videoed the whole thing. I had arranged for my mother to come over so we could go out that evening. We were at the hotel about 3 hours before we finally left. I thought of calling my mom and asking if she would stay with the children overnight because we had the room until 11:00 am the next morning, but Dan wasn’t interested in staying. He just wanted to go home. So I showered, dressed, Dan packed up and we went home.

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