 
JAMES AND MY WIFE
	
by NOMAN	

			Part I
	
I never thought it would happen to me, but I should have seen 
t coming.  My wife started to change over the past few months, 
this I knew.  But I didn't know WHY.  That is, until that 
Friday night.

I got home from work a little after 6, and she was in the 
bathroom putting on her make-up.  "Where are you going?" 
I asked her, "are we going to have a special night?"  Judging 
from the way she was dressed, I thought she was preparing for a 
night of sex with me.  She had on a very short red dress and a 
pair of 5" white, strappy sandals.  Her fingernails and toenails
were the same color as her lipstick and her dress, FUCK ME red.  

"Come here and help me with my dress, I can't reach the tie".  I 
walked over to where was sitting and looked at her.  The dress 
was so tiny...a halter dress with absolutely no back.  she was 
bare down to the top of her ass.  I took the ties from her and 
tied them together behind her neck while she held her hair up.  
"Thank you honey...now help me with this."  She handed me a thick
white pearl choker, 5 rows of pearls that fit tightly around her 
neck.  I gently fastened the clasp behind her neck.  Then she put 
on a pair of dangling, diamond earrings.  God, she looked sooooo 
hottttt!
       
" Ron, I have something to tell you, she replied, "and you better 
sit down."
    
A little about my wife.  She is 37 years old, and looks fantastic.  
she always kept herself in good shape, exercising regularly and 
always looking her best.  She has shoulder-length brown hair, sexy 
brown eyes, and a great figure.  At 5'5" and 108 pounds, she gets 
a lot of looks from men whenever we go out.  (I, on the other
hand, am 5'7", but got fat during our 12 years of marriage.)  
Her tits are a little small, 36A, but her nipples are so sensitive 
that I used to be able to make her cum just by sucking them.  She 
has long, tanned, gorgeous legs and an ass to die for.

"Ron, remember when I asked you if you knew what a cuckold was?"

The question rang in my head.  I felt dazed, as if someone had
punched my really hard on the side of my head.

"Honey, I know that you know that something is going on.  Ron, I 
have been told to share my secret with you, dear."

What did she mean by the word "told"?  By whom?  Who could be 
telling my wife what to do?  And why was she doing what she
was "told"?  The answer came so fast............

"Ron, I met a man last week at work and he asked me to go on a 
date with him.  His name is James, he is 28 years old, extremely 
successful, and REALLY well built.  He is 6'3" and very sweet, 
and I couldn't help myself. I agreed to go out with him tonight.  
I know you must be pissed off, but don't start anything now.  He 
will be here in 10 minutes and I know he will be angry with you 
if you try to stop me."

I was dumbstruck.  "What do you mean a date?  You are going out
dressed like THAT with another man?  Honey, please..don't do this 
to me, I love you and this is killing me!"  My pleading was obviously 
falling on deaf ears, as she continued preparing herself, dabbing 
perfume on her thighs just below the hemline of her skirt, and 
behind her knees, then on her neck and between her breasts.  Then 
she stood up and I almost died.  Her nipples were clearly visable 
thru the thin silk of her dress, and it was obvious that she had 
no bra on.

"Shit, you're not even going to wear a bra?" I asked.  She looked
at me, giggled, and turned her back to me, then she bent over 
slightly, and her little dress raised enough to that I could see 
about a third of her ass cheeks.  Still giggling, she said 
"James HATES panties...I'm not wearing them either!"  Then she 
laughed at me as the doorbell rang.  "Well, are you going to get 
the door or not?" she scowled.  

"Ron, I have changed ALOT more than you know.  And you are so 
useless to me....."

She stormed out of our bedroom, and left me like a puppy, staring 
in disbelief at her walking in THAT DRESS and THOSE SHOES,
her delicate heels clicking across the foyer floor, her ass swaying 
ackwardly as she practiced walking in such high heels.

Then she opened the door.  I felt sick.

This man walked into our home.  He was not any man, he was a huge 
black man and he was here to take MY WIFE on a date.  MY WIFE, 
barely dressed, looking better than I have EVER seen her look.
        
James was wearing nothing but a pair of what I can only describe 
as silk boxer-type shorts, black sneakers, and a thick gold chain
around his neck.  He was huge...muscles so thick he looked like a 
combination of Mike Tyson and a pro-football player, only MUCH 
taller than Tyson.

AND HE WAS BLACK....not just black, VERY VERY black.  He walked 
in, took MY wife in his arms and covered her painted mouth with his, 
and I could see her open for him as his tongue slid into her throat.  

Oh, I felt so humiliated.  Even in her heels, she had to stand on 
her little painted toes to reach up and hug his neck, and when she 
did this her dress raised so half of her ass was visable, naked for 
me to see.  He
had an envelope and a small, gift-wrapped box in his hand.  Slowly, he
bared his teeth and pulled away from her wet mouth slightly, and I saw
her...MY WIFE...gently sucking this man's tongue, her delicate fingers
with their red-tipped nails gently scratching his rock-solid pecs, then
down his rippling abs.
        His hands were on her bare ass, her ass cheeks looked so small
compared to his huge hands and long black fingers.  He broke the kiss
and whispered something in her ear, and she giggled.  Then she REALLY
shocked me...she looked up at him and said "OK", then moved her face to 
his chest and started licking his left nipple, gently at first, then she
began to suck on it as he growled thru clenched teeth.  She stopped and  
looked over at me, her lipstick smeared and her eyes filled with lust.
        I stood there like an idiot...I didn't know what to say..he was 
so large that I didn't DARE stop her.  He wispered something else to my
wife, and I saw her left hand, wedding and engagement rings sparkling,
move to his crotch.  She started rubbing his cock thru his silk shorts,
totally oblivious to me standing 3 feet away from this spectacle.
        He looked at me and grinned, and I will never forget the gold
teeth in his mouth.  Then he tossed me the envelope and whispered 
something again to my wife.  She stopped kissing his chest and looked at
me and said "James wants you to look inside the envelope."  Again he 
whispered into her ear.  She looked at me again and sternly said to me
"OPEN IT FAGGOT...and ONLY look at the first picture!"
        Now she was kissing his neck as I opened the envelope.  There
were three polariod pictures inside.  The first was a pic of James, sitting
on a white couch naked, with a grin on his face.  My mouth dropped open
when I saw his cock....it was HUGE, draped obscenely over his thigh, and
it HAD to be 11-12 inches long and as thick as a beer can.  Then I heard
her tell him "Yes".  
        I looked up at them....he was looking right at me,
grinning widely and holding her ass cheeks apart for me to see.  "Tell me
..but say it louder" he told her.  
        Then I heard my wife say it.  She said what he told her to say.
She said it and I felt like I was punched in the stomach.  "My asshole
belongs to you, James."  I looked at the picture of him again, then back
up at them, him holding her ass open and grinning at me while she nuzzled,
licked, and kissed his neck.  This bastard was going to take MY wife's ass, 
he was going to force that huge cock into her tiny asshole that was being 
displayed BY HIM to me.  She NEVER even let me TOUCH her asshole, and she  
was telling him it now BELONGED to him.
        Again he whispered in her ear, then she broke their embrace.  He
handed her the box, and she looked into his eyes lovingly.  "For me?  James,
you shouldn't have".  She open the box and removed a small, silver bracelet.
        She smiled, and kissed him on the cheek.  "It is beautiful," she 
said.  "Ron, look what James gave me! An ankle bracelet!"  He whispered 
to her again, and she said "Ron, come here and put it on me like a good 
boy".  I hesitated, them James said "NOW ASSHOLE!"
        Oh God, I felt so helpless.  I walked toward this obscene couple
and took the bracelet from my wifes little hand.  I could not help but 
notice the her rings and her red fingernails.  "Put it on my left ankle" 
she said.  I kneeled down, feeling like I had been beaten so badly, 
ready to cry at this point.  Then I noticed that the bracelet had a small 
piece of metal with a word engraved on it.  "SLUT".
        "What the fuck was going on?" I thought to myself.  Here I was,
kneeling between them, putting this gift HE gave MY mife on HER ankle, while
she stood next to him, still rubbing his HUGE cock.  I felt my eyes begin to
water as I gently wrapped the ankle bracelet around her leg, just above the
little white strap of her high heel. When I looked up, I saw that her hand
was now INSIDE his shorts, lovelingly stroking his cock.  Then he laughed
and pushed me back, and I fell onto my ass.  They both laughed, then she
said, "Lets go, I can't wait much longer."
        "Wait", he said, and asked her if she "did what he told her to do"
        "Yes. she said
        "Does the faggot know?" he asked her...
        "No, he hasn't seen it...I don't want my husband to see it."
        Then he turned her around as she begged him.."No, please James, 
I did it for you, not for my husband".
        Now she was facing me, grinding her ass against his obvious 
hard-on.  She cast her eyes to the floor as he reached in front of her and
lifted her dress....she wouldn't look at me.  "James, please...don't show
him...it is not for him..its for YOU".
        I could NOT believe my eyes...he lifted her dress to her waist and
I could plainly see...she shaved her pussy...now HIS cunt..totally bare.  
I was totally humiliated, but excited at the same time.
        She took his hand and led him out the door, leaving the door open
as they left, for me to watch as they walked to his black BMW, parked in the
driveway.  He opened the passenger door for her, and she looked over at me
before getting in and said "Don't bother waiting up for me".  Then she
slipped into HIS car.  He closed her door, then looked at me and laughed
while holding his crotch. "Wifey wants this big black cock REAL BAD 
and she is REALLY gonna get it.  She looks good, doesn't she? Remember..
shes gonna get all she wants.  Think about her and black cock all night!"
He grinned, then said "Faggot, go look at the other two pictures in the 
envelope".  Then he got in, shut his door, started the car, and drove out
of MY driveway with MY wife and down the street into the night.
        I stood there in my front door, mouth open in disbelief, hands
shaking and eyes tearing.  Then I walked inside and shut the door and 
began to cry....I realized she was no longer mine, and it was killing me.
I sat on the couch, looking at the envelope.  I didn't want to look inside,
but I knew I had to.  I pulled out the second picture.....
        It was a bed...a large bed...covered in a snow-white spread and red
pillows...and something else....dildos and vibrators.  There had to be
a dozen of them plainly visable, all sizes, colors, and shapes, with a
GIANT black rubber cock standing up between the pillows.  "Damn, I thought
to myself....the things my wife is going to be doing for him tonight".  Then I
noticed in the corner of the room a video camera on a tripod.
        The next picture was even more shocking, and this one had writing
on it.  The picture was of the same room, and there were three other HUGE
black men, all in Black boxers, standing around the bed, smiling for the 
camera.  
        The writing I quickly recognized...it was my wife's handwriting..
it simply said "James, anything you want I will do...ANYTHING".  She saw
the picture with the other men and agreed to it!  She signed the fucking
thing!

	I just sat there, wondering what was happening....to my wife.  James
obviously was going to fuck her, and she wanted it.

				End of Part I

There will be more!  All of you who enjoyed this part and
want more, send me a pic of your bride.  Not naked, but I
should be able to see her wedding ring, and if possible,
dancing with another man or men.  Send the pic in .jpg
format to: Jeffrey1212224222@aol.com.  When I get a few
pics, part II will be released.  Thanks!

	
