		Cindy's Reawakening
             by Strange Love

      Cindy received the call on a Tuesday in May. She was home as
usual taking care of the kids and I was suppose to be at work. The
caller introduced himself as William and said he was referred to her
by an old friend who she knew when she attended a small west coast
college. Their 'mutual friend' suggested that Cindy might help
introduce William and his family to the community. He said he was
new in town and wanted to know if it would be OK if he talked to her
about where he should look for good housing, schools, shopping and
where he might go for information to become better acquainted with
our community. While she didn't know the man on the other end of the
line, my wife did recognize the name of the 'mutual friend' and
spoke at length with the stranger to answer his questions. At the
conclusion of their conversation William asked my wife to meet him
for coffee at a popular downtown restaurant on Friday night to talk
about their old college, mutual friends, and our community.  My wife
hesitated only momentarily before she accepted his invitation.

      William hung-up the phone and turned to me with a wide grin
and said "We are on, I'll call you on Friday".  When I left
William's apartment I was in a daze. After all these years my
greatest fantasy might really happen. A mix of excitement,
confusion, apprehension and some fear rushed through me. I sat in my
car staring out the window for sometime before I could bring myself
to reach for the key and turn on the ignition and drive away.

      That evening Cindy didn't mention a word about her telephone
call. Had the event been so insignificant to her that it simply
slipped her mind, or was she concealing her coffee date for Friday ?
It would be a long week for me, with many sleepless nights.

      Cindy and I have been married for eleven years. We have three
kids  9, 7 and 5. We have a good life, a nice home in a nice
neighborhood, two cars, a dog and friendly neighbors.  Most people
would describe us as comfortable. What they wouldn't see is our
on-going sexual battles.

      Before we meet Cindy had been very sexually active. By her own
admission, she was considered to be an easy lay in college. While
she has never been totally open with me about the number of men she
has had sex with, she has provided  bits and pieces of information
that made it clear that she was very active. In our early years of
marriage she would become very aroused when we would relate our
hidden fantasies. Cindy has a submissive side that I loved to
exploit to our mutual enjoyment. One particular fantasy that never
failed to turn her into a sex slut was when I would describe in
detail how she could be forced to service a large dominant black
stranger.

      As the years passed and the kids arrived Cindy has lost more
and more interest in sex. I feel fortunate if we have sex once a
month. We have had countless arguments about her lack of interest in
sex. I grown tired of her never ending list of excuses and have
become committed to the search to find the sexual woman that I
married.

      Cindy is 5'7" tall and weighs about 125 lbs. She has shoulder
length auburn hair, hazel eyes, great legs and a nice ass. Her
stomach is not quit as firm as it used to be but her breasts have
gotten larger and fuller going from a 34B to a 35C. Cindy is not a
former model, ex-Las Vegas show girl, or Bay Watch lifeguard.
Strange as it may sound, I like the fact that she is a rather
typical normal woman, the type you see everyday on the street, a
wife and mother. It turns me on knowing her deep dark sexual
secretes, and her not so innocent past. Some guys are turned on by
virginal innocent teens who experience sex for the first time, but
not me. I love the way her wet mature 36 year old pussy  willingly
responds, the way she sucks cock knowing that her mouth will receive
a man's cum. She knows what to do and she knows what will happen
when she does it.

      Somehow the days passed and we moved closer to Friday. On
Thursday night over dinner Cindy casually mentioned that she had
made plans to go shopping with 'friends' for a couple hours for the
next evening. She asked if I would mind staying at home to watch the
kids. Without so much as a question, I agreed. Nothing more was said
about her shopping plans. That evening was a restless night for
sleep.

      I called Cindy from work early Friday morning, as I had
planned, and gave her the 'bad' news about how I had to work late to
attend a business meeting that evening. I asked her if she could
make other arrangements for the kids. I received her call later in
the afternoon to tell me she found a sitter and that she would see
me later that evening. I called William to let him know our plans
were still on.

      I met William at the health club. We played racket ball twice
a week. He is a bit younger (29), and taller than I am and is in
good shape. I also couldn't help but notice while in the showers,
that his limp cock appeared to be substantially larger than my
modest 7 incher.

      We seemed to hit it off almost from the first time we met. We
were good competition on the court. He has a good sense of humor, is
well educated, and owns a mid-sized business. We had been friends
for some time before we talked about our kids and our wives. We
talked openly about how sex wasn't what it used to be before
marriage. I mentioned that I had often wondered if Cindy would
secretly consider an affair if the opportunity would discretely
present itself.  I also mentioned how Cindy was sexually submissive
when we first met and how she would respond when I would take
control.  What I didn't mention to William was Cindy's  sexual
fantasy of  taking on a black lover, or my fantasy of watching my
wife being ravaged by a stranger.

      The meeting with William was a set up to 'test' Cindy's
resistance, or openness to an extramarital affair. William was to
meet Cindy as the new 'lost stranger' in town. If he could somehow
convince her to go with him in his car after their meeting, the
bargain was, she was his to do with whatever he wanted. The only
conditions placed on the arrangement were that he could not hurt
her, or force her to do things that she refused to do. If she agreed
to go with him, he was to call me (as a business client) to let me
know she was with him. At about this point my plans and Williams
took slightly different paths. William thought I would be at home
when he planned to call. In fact I would be on my cellular phone
outside the restaurant watching and following. I did not want to be
left out of the evening events, I wanted to be close enough to
watch, but I did not want anyone to know I was watching.

      I arrived about 30 minutes early and parked a short distance
within view of the restaurant. Cindy arrived on time. She wore a
respectable pleated skirt that ended just above her knees,
conservative black shoes with 2" heals, and a white blouse that
buttoned up the front. William arrived several minutes later, I
could only assume they meet up inside the restaurant. I settled back
with a newspaper switched on the dome light over my head in the car
and waited.

      A little over an hour had passed when I received the phone
call. William said Cindy had just stepped into the restroom and that
they were getting ready to leave. He had offered her a ride back to
her car and she had ACCEPTED! He wanted to know if a ride to her car
was reason enough to step things up to the next level? I reminded
William that he agreed not to hurt her, or force her to do things
she didn't want to do, he again agreed, I told him to go for it! I
also asked William to do one more thing, I asked him to leave his
cellular phone ON so I could hear their conversation as they left
the restaurant. He laughed and I could hear him slip the phone into
his coat pocket. Several minutes later I could hear the muffled
sound of Cindy returning to the table. In a minute they were outside
the restaurant and walking toward William's car. I watched as he
took his coat off and threw it into the back seat and I watched them
drive off. I could hear Cindy's voice directing William to the
location of her car. I could also hear her voice some objection as
William turned in the opposite direction and headed toward a
deserted industrial/warehouse area in the bad section of the town.
He didn't say much he just drove, she keep asking him where they
were going. I followed in my car at a short distance. After about
ten minute William pulled into a dark warehouse parking lot he drove
under a railroad overpass and stopped his car. He turned off the
lights and for a moment it was total silence.

Cindy spoke first, she asked to be returned to her car. William
asked her if that really was what she wanted. With my headlights off
I drove around a corner of an nearby building about 50 feet away
from William's car. I reached into the back seat of my car and took
out the binoculars that I brought with me and focused on their car
interior. The moon light provided just enough light to clearly see
Cindy's face with her back pressed-up against the passenger side
door. William was a dark silhouette behind the wheel. Cindy said she
had to be going home. William ignored her comment and asked her what
a nice married white suburban housewife, and mother, was doing alone
with a black stranger, in his car parked under a bridge. She again
asked him to take her back to her car. I could hear William move
across the seat, I watched as he slid closer to her. I heard Cindy
ask him to stop. He asked her if she wanted him to take her back to
her car and Cindy said yes! William said he would if she would agree
to give him just one kiss. Cindy objected. William said all right if
you want to leave then open the door and go. I could see Cindy
looked out the window at the dark deserted warehouses and deserted
parking lots.

It was several miles back to her car. For a moment I thought she
would actually leave. She sat for a minute very quite. William
spoke, he asked her what she was going to do. She turned to face the
front window and asked if she allowed him to kiss her if he would
take her back to her car. William laughed and said he always does
what he says he will do. I watched as she turned toward William, he
moved forward and kissed my wife for the first time. He kissed her
softly at first, then moved away and looked into her eyes and
smiled. She closed her eyes and did not move. He moved his hand to
cradle the back of her head and leaned forward and kissed her again
this time more passionately. Cindy sat still with her eyes closed
and did not move away. I could hear him whispering something to her,
but I couldn't distinguish what he was saying. Suddenly, Cindy's
eyes opened and she tried to push him away. He stayed close to her.
I could hear Cindy say "But you promised to take me back to my car"!
William laughed again and said "I will take you back, just let me
check'. Cindy again tried to push William away but he pressed
forward. I could see a struggle and I could see William's hands busy
moving somewhere below window level.

Then William stopped and spoke loud and rough to Cindy. He asked
Cindy if she wanted to go back to her car? She said she did. William
told her she wasn't going anywhere until he 'checked', he then told
Cindy to stop wasting time and stop the bull-shit and spread her
legs. He moved forward again, this time Cindy did not push him away.
I watched him move his hands below the window, Cindy sat quite.
Through the Binoculars I could see William crack a smile. He turned
to Cindy and held up his fingers near her face. He laughed and asked
her 'Does this look like a woman who wants to go back to her car"? I
could see his finger shine in the moonlight with juice that he
obviously had drawn from my wife's pussy. He moved his hand forward
to her face and slipped his wet fingers into her mouth, she remained
silent. William again moved forward and kissed my wife. I could see
his left shoulder moving in front of Cindy obviously his hand was
between her legs and his fingers were working on her pussy. He asked
my wife if she had ever fucked a black man. In the dim light I could
see Cindy shack her head no. He told my wife that before he would
take her back to her car she was going to have her first black cock.
William's hand never stopped moving in front of Cindy. He told my
wife to unbutton the front of her blouse. I could see her look out
the window. I wasn't sure if she was thinking of getting out, or was
concerned that someone may be watching, either way her hands moved
to the front of her blouse and the buttons began to fall away.
William smiled as he watched her undress. He told her to unfasten
her bra and pull her shirt open.

I had long fantasized about this moment. Here in the moonlight was
my conservative young suburban wife with her blouse open, with the
material falling back over her shoulders, her head tilted slightly
backward, with the dark shadow of a strangers head moving over her
chest. He sucked and caressed her breast for what seemed like a long
time. He would stop occasionally and kiss her and I could see his
large black hand move over her tits and squeeze her nipples. I could
faintly hear William speaking to Cindy, but I could not hear what he
was saying. He sat up in his seat and it became obvious that he was
unzipping his pants. Cindy sat and stared down into his lap. I could
see him reach out to Cindy's hand and move it into the direct of his
cock. William reached behind her head and grabbed a handful of her
hair and pulled her toward his lap. Her head disappeared below the
window. I could make ot the faint image of her head rising and
falling on his cock, I could hear his voice encouraging her. I could
hear occasional familiar sucking sounds coming from my wife over the
phone. In barely a few minutes I could hear William directing Cindy
to suck harder, I could see his hand on the back of her head press
her face harder downward. His threw his head backward and told her
to suck the cum from his cock and with a groan he fed my wife her
first taste of his black seed. When he was finished cumming I could
hear Cindy break her lip hold on his cock. Her breathing was
labored, she sat back up straight in her seat. I could see Cindy
look out the window again to see if anyone was watching. William
again moved toward her and kissed her, his hand again returning to
her breasts. He pressed her against the door and I could see her
turn to face him. He told her to swing her left leg onto the seat,
when she complied Williams head disappeared below the window and
between my wife's legs. Cindy again looked out the window as she was
pulled downward slightly. I could hear her softly moan through the
phone line. It was obvious that Williams was eating her pussy.

It was very quiet with the exception of Cindy's groans and then what
seemed like desperate cries of sexual surrender. Her groans and
screams went on for what seemed like forever, then she was silent. I
could see William move back to her face and kiss her. I watched as
he pulled her down below the level of the window. The only part of
Cindy that was visible was her white legs, which were now spread on
either side of her new black lover. I could see William's body begin
to rise and fall, and I knew he was now fucking Cindy. I could see
his lower body slam into my wife, I could hear her groans and I
could hear her breath quicken.  He fucked her through several more
of her orgasms.

      I watched as William fucked her. I watched as his thrusts
became more urgent and finally he pushed one last time. I knew he
was cumming, filling her womb deep with his cum. They stayed
together below the windows and I heard muffled conversation between
the two. I heard Cindy laugh and their conversation became playful.
Soon they both sat up and began to dress. William started his car
and leaned over the kiss Cindy and she buttoned her blouse, she
returned his kiss willingly. In a moment they were gone. I drove
alone for more than an hour before I returned home. Cindy had
showered and was waiting for me in bed watching the late night news.
She acted as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened. I
asked her about her shopping trip and she made up a thin story which
I accepted without much conversation. I slipped in between the
sheets and Cindy moved to put her head on my chest and hugged me. We
kissed and her hand slide down under the sheets to my erect aching
cock. It had been a long time since Cindy had even made this much of
a sexual advance. Her head slid lower and her mouth engulfed the
head of my cock. I moved my hand to the back of her head and pressed
my cock deep into her mouth. She sucked me with passion, like a
woman who wanted cum, I did not disappoint her. My cum flooded her
mouth and she drank her second load of sperm of the evening. She
moved up and kissed me and fell fast asleep cradled in my arms.

      I welcomed  the return of the sexual woman I married, I had
hoped that I would be the one to reawaken her sexuality, but in the
end I really didn't care how it happened just that it happened. It
had been less than four hours, but somehow knew our life's had
changed forever, somehow I knew tomorrow would be different. We had
taken the first step in an adventure, for better of worse.


Strange Love
