Straight Male / 51
She Wasn't Expecting Me Home
This happened many years ago when my wife and I were in our early thirties. I work at a college where I design sets and lights for plays. Normally, when we were in the week leading up to opening, I was at work from the morning until late at night. On the production at the time, I had finished everything I needed to do earlier in the week. Around lunchtime one day I decided to surprise my wife by going home and taking her out to lunch. I heard something as soon as I walked into the door. I knew very well the sounds my wife made when having sex. She was louder than normal. We usually had to be quieter because our two boys were usually home. Since they were at school at the time, she could be as loud as she wanted. Still, i had never heard her be that vocal when she used her vibrator.
I walked down the hallway toward the bedroom and rounded the corner through the open door. My wife was on her back on the bed with her head toward me at the end of the bed. The loud expletive came from the mouth of the black man I didn't know who was on top of her with his cock inside her. My wife twisted her head and looked back at me. Both of them scrambled as they separated in a flash. The guy reached back and pulled my pillow to cover his cock. My wife sat on her knees stammering for some way to explain her actions. I stepped toward the guy, stuck out my hand and introduced myself to him. He was slow to take my hand and tell me his name was Thomas. My action had silenced the excuses from my wife.
I looked at her and explained that I had come home early to surprise her with a lunch date. I told her I didn't know I was going to get a show during lunch. She said she was sorry. I told her not to be. I said i had been having fantasy about her having sex with other men for years. I leaned over and gave her a kiss. Then i told her to please continue. I walked across the room and took my pants off before sitting in a chair facing the bed. She just looked at me for several seconds. Then she had Thomas lay down where she had been. She mounted him, and went at it while I stroked myself.
i can't tell you how many times this happened over the years till right now. She took video of a lot of the ones I wasn't there for.
I walked down the hallway toward the bedroom and rounded the corner through the open door. My wife was on her back on the bed with her head toward me at the end of the bed. The loud expletive came from the mouth of the black man I didn't know who was on top of her with his cock inside her. My wife twisted her head and looked back at me. Both of them scrambled as they separated in a flash. The guy reached back and pulled my pillow to cover his cock. My wife sat on her knees stammering for some way to explain her actions. I stepped toward the guy, stuck out my hand and introduced myself to him. He was slow to take my hand and tell me his name was Thomas. My action had silenced the excuses from my wife.
I looked at her and explained that I had come home early to surprise her with a lunch date. I told her I didn't know I was going to get a show during lunch. She said she was sorry. I told her not to be. I said i had been having fantasy about her having sex with other men for years. I leaned over and gave her a kiss. Then i told her to please continue. I walked across the room and took my pants off before sitting in a chair facing the bed. She just looked at me for several seconds. Then she had Thomas lay down where she had been. She mounted him, and went at it while I stroked myself.
i can't tell you how many times this happened over the years till right now. She took video of a lot of the ones I wasn't there for.
