More than a year ago, my wife and Kathy had an encounter with three black men in back of a store. I had posted that encounter under “true story: cucked in parking lot”. That day was almost like a dream. Its like the perfect situation had occurred that allowed Kathy to liberate herself sexually. We had not repeated the event since. I occasionally tried to bring it up during sex, but Kathy wouldn’t really respond like I was hoping. I tried to talk to her seriously about it, but Kathy was very unapologetic. She was almost confrontational about it and asserted the obvious truth that I liked it.
Over the last year, the images have replayed in my head over and over. I find myself aroused each time. During this last summer, I visited more and more sights like this one. I never truly came out and admitted to Kathy that I was so turned on by what she did to me. I am sure she knows, but its more just a quiet understood truth.
A few weeks ago, Kathy and I found ourselves without the kids for almost an entire weekend. We went out for dinner and then to a local sports bar. My wife is certainly the party girl type. She loves to drink and often does it to excess. We had a few drinks at dinner and soon found ourselves drinking more at the bar. It was early yet, and we played pool together for a while. The bar started filling up more and more. Eventually the place was quite packed, and all the pool tables were being used.
At some point, I ran to the restroom while Kathy stayed at the pool table. By the time I used the bathroom and brought another beer back to the table, there were two guys at the table with Kathy. They were shooting pool with her. Kathy explained that the guys were hoping to share the table. To be honest, I was tired of playing pool and would have rather given it up to them. To make teams even, I had to play a while longer.
The two guys look Hispanic. They were in their mid 20s. One was kind of large and slightly overweight and named Wally. The other was more smooth, handsome, well dressed, athletic looking. His name was Frank. At first I assumed they were only over at the table to hit on my wife, but that didn’t appear to be the case. Kathy is 5’8”,tan, nice dark hair, brown eyes and pretty face. She is a bit overweight, but its not really just fat and cellulite. She is firm and smooth and thick. Tonight she was dressed in khaki colored shorts and a white button down top. Her breasts are large and were pressed against the fabric of her blouse.
Turns out that Wally and Frank actually had girlfriends there. The girls had come from somewhere and came to the table. Norma was Wally’s girlfriend. She was latina and a bit overweight, but pleasant. Maria was Frank’s girlfriend. She was also Hispanic and had a killer body. She wore a lot of make up and dressed extremely nice. Maria was a bit standoffish, maybe even the jealous type. It looked like Kathy would be finishing her came shortly and we could leave them to the table.
Right at this time, a white girl and another Hispanic guy joined them. Becky and Rodney were their names and they were supposedly just friends. Rodney was skinny and Becky looked a little like white trash. Becky’s hair was blond, but it was obviously bleached. Her eyes were green, she was 5’3” and skinny. She had small breasts and pale skin. I only mention this because suddenly the girls were all talking and Wally and Frank still wanted Kathy to play pool. Rodney took my place and I sat back and watched. A while later, another guy joined their group. He was a tall athletic black guy named Jamal. He looked clean cut and almost like he was raised in a family with a lot of money. He was confident, with an engaging smile and an infectious laugh. His skin was kind of a light mocha and his hair was short.
Rather than taking over for my wife, he took the stick away from Rodney. Kathy was still playing pool and drinking. When she drinks, my wife can get obnoxious, loud and rude. Kathy volunteered me to go track down a pitcher of beer. She flirted more. She ignored me more. It wasn’t something that was exciting me at the least either. Norma was nice and talked to me. But mostly, I was just watching my wife play pool while all the others talked together.
The bar was packed. It was probably 11pm. My wife was still hanging out with this group that was almost 15 yrs younger. It was like she was trying to relive her youth. I was over at the bar and ran in to Norma coming back from the bathroom. We were talking for a while when she said “Oops, I wouldn’t look at your wife right now.” Of course, I immediately turned around and saw Kathy leaning over the pool table. Jamal had her hands under her tits squeezing them. He was laughing, Kathy was laughing…everyone was laughing over there. It looked more like a joke of some sort than an attempt to seduce her. It lasted a few seconds and he took them off. I admitted to Norma that Kathy looked awfully blitzed.
I walked over to the table with Norma. They were all still laughing. Jamal was openly flirting with Kathy. He would throw a few side comments my way like “where u been hiding her?” or “damn. Your wife has a rack on her”. You might ask why I did not love this. But in all honesty, I was not. I felt ashamed, ridiculed and uncomfortable. I was out of my element and felt awkward. Kathy was ***** and ignoring me. It was our weekend alone, and she was obviously more enthralled with spending it with 20 yr olds.
I guess it was midnight when Kathy pulled me aside and asked if we could go back to someone’s house. I immediately said that she couldn’t go alone. Kathy thought I was crazy and assumed that I would be going to. I felt a little bit relieved. I asked why we shouldn’t just go home ourselves, but Kathy said she was having a lot of fun. She didn’t want me to an unsocial nerd as she put it. Great. That was not really making me feel a lot better. She claimed that we wouldn’t go long and would leave whenever I wanted. With that, I agreed we could go.
The house was not too far. It was an older two-story home with a basement. Surprisingly it was not owned by anyone that we were with at the bar. The same faces from the bar were there, but the house was actually owned by some white guy. I honestly can’t remember his name. He was kind of dorky looking and looked a bit like white trailer trash. But there people were, drinking and playing cards at the kitchen table. We came into the kitchen, and Becky looked up and said to Kathy in a catty voice: “your boyfriend is downstairs playing pool”. Everyone laughed. I felt my face redden with embarrassment. Kathy ignored the comment and replied “he can’t wait for me to beat him again.”.
Not knowing what else to do, I followed her downstairs. Wally, Frank and Jamal were shooting pool in the basement. It was roughly made into a rec room. Kathy joined right in, not missing a beat. Jamal immediately started flirting with her. Wally and Frank were laughing. I got tired of being ignored and went upstairs.
Over the last year, the images have replayed in my head over and over. I find myself aroused each time. During this last summer, I visited more and more sights like this one. I never truly came out and admitted to Kathy that I was so turned on by what she did to me. I am sure she knows, but its more just a quiet understood truth.
A few weeks ago, Kathy and I found ourselves without the kids for almost an entire weekend. We went out for dinner and then to a local sports bar. My wife is certainly the party girl type. She loves to drink and often does it to excess. We had a few drinks at dinner and soon found ourselves drinking more at the bar. It was early yet, and we played pool together for a while. The bar started filling up more and more. Eventually the place was quite packed, and all the pool tables were being used.
At some point, I ran to the restroom while Kathy stayed at the pool table. By the time I used the bathroom and brought another beer back to the table, there were two guys at the table with Kathy. They were shooting pool with her. Kathy explained that the guys were hoping to share the table. To be honest, I was tired of playing pool and would have rather given it up to them. To make teams even, I had to play a while longer.
The two guys look Hispanic. They were in their mid 20s. One was kind of large and slightly overweight and named Wally. The other was more smooth, handsome, well dressed, athletic looking. His name was Frank. At first I assumed they were only over at the table to hit on my wife, but that didn’t appear to be the case. Kathy is 5’8”,tan, nice dark hair, brown eyes and pretty face. She is a bit overweight, but its not really just fat and cellulite. She is firm and smooth and thick. Tonight she was dressed in khaki colored shorts and a white button down top. Her breasts are large and were pressed against the fabric of her blouse.
Turns out that Wally and Frank actually had girlfriends there. The girls had come from somewhere and came to the table. Norma was Wally’s girlfriend. She was latina and a bit overweight, but pleasant. Maria was Frank’s girlfriend. She was also Hispanic and had a killer body. She wore a lot of make up and dressed extremely nice. Maria was a bit standoffish, maybe even the jealous type. It looked like Kathy would be finishing her came shortly and we could leave them to the table.
Right at this time, a white girl and another Hispanic guy joined them. Becky and Rodney were their names and they were supposedly just friends. Rodney was skinny and Becky looked a little like white trash. Becky’s hair was blond, but it was obviously bleached. Her eyes were green, she was 5’3” and skinny. She had small breasts and pale skin. I only mention this because suddenly the girls were all talking and Wally and Frank still wanted Kathy to play pool. Rodney took my place and I sat back and watched. A while later, another guy joined their group. He was a tall athletic black guy named Jamal. He looked clean cut and almost like he was raised in a family with a lot of money. He was confident, with an engaging smile and an infectious laugh. His skin was kind of a light mocha and his hair was short.
Rather than taking over for my wife, he took the stick away from Rodney. Kathy was still playing pool and drinking. When she drinks, my wife can get obnoxious, loud and rude. Kathy volunteered me to go track down a pitcher of beer. She flirted more. She ignored me more. It wasn’t something that was exciting me at the least either. Norma was nice and talked to me. But mostly, I was just watching my wife play pool while all the others talked together.
The bar was packed. It was probably 11pm. My wife was still hanging out with this group that was almost 15 yrs younger. It was like she was trying to relive her youth. I was over at the bar and ran in to Norma coming back from the bathroom. We were talking for a while when she said “Oops, I wouldn’t look at your wife right now.” Of course, I immediately turned around and saw Kathy leaning over the pool table. Jamal had her hands under her tits squeezing them. He was laughing, Kathy was laughing…everyone was laughing over there. It looked more like a joke of some sort than an attempt to seduce her. It lasted a few seconds and he took them off. I admitted to Norma that Kathy looked awfully blitzed.
I walked over to the table with Norma. They were all still laughing. Jamal was openly flirting with Kathy. He would throw a few side comments my way like “where u been hiding her?” or “damn. Your wife has a rack on her”. You might ask why I did not love this. But in all honesty, I was not. I felt ashamed, ridiculed and uncomfortable. I was out of my element and felt awkward. Kathy was ***** and ignoring me. It was our weekend alone, and she was obviously more enthralled with spending it with 20 yr olds.
I guess it was midnight when Kathy pulled me aside and asked if we could go back to someone’s house. I immediately said that she couldn’t go alone. Kathy thought I was crazy and assumed that I would be going to. I felt a little bit relieved. I asked why we shouldn’t just go home ourselves, but Kathy said she was having a lot of fun. She didn’t want me to an unsocial nerd as she put it. Great. That was not really making me feel a lot better. She claimed that we wouldn’t go long and would leave whenever I wanted. With that, I agreed we could go.
The house was not too far. It was an older two-story home with a basement. Surprisingly it was not owned by anyone that we were with at the bar. The same faces from the bar were there, but the house was actually owned by some white guy. I honestly can’t remember his name. He was kind of dorky looking and looked a bit like white trailer trash. But there people were, drinking and playing cards at the kitchen table. We came into the kitchen, and Becky looked up and said to Kathy in a catty voice: “your boyfriend is downstairs playing pool”. Everyone laughed. I felt my face redden with embarrassment. Kathy ignored the comment and replied “he can’t wait for me to beat him again.”.
Not knowing what else to do, I followed her downstairs. Wally, Frank and Jamal were shooting pool in the basement. It was roughly made into a rec room. Kathy joined right in, not missing a beat. Jamal immediately started flirting with her. Wally and Frank were laughing. I got tired of being ignored and went upstairs.