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 Steve sighed as he finished his last portfolio for the afternoon.  He shut
the folders on his disk and slipped them into the drawer and looked up at
the time.  It was almost five.

   "Hey man, what's going on."

   Steve looked toward the door.  It was Darwin from across the hall.

   "Hey, what's up my man.  You ready for the weekend?"

   "Yeah.  Just wish I had something big planned.  Nothing exciting ever
happens my way anymore."

   Steve continued to clear off his desk for the weekend.  He was very
aware of Darwin's recent divorce.  He noticed Darwin checking out the
pictures of his wife Stacy.

   "You're a lucky bastard!  I wish I had something as pretty as your wife
to go home to at night.  I'd be clearing off my desk a little early
myself."

   Darwin picked up the picture with the gorgeous blonde checking out the
short black dress she wore in the picture.  This was his type of woman. 
Thick thighs, nice full round bubble butt, long blonde hair and a nice
large set of breasts.

   Steve laughed.  "I wish I could say the same thing.  Stacy's going out
tonight with the girls.  It's a once a month thing she does with her old
friends from college."

   Darwin laughed.  "Oh yeah.  Going out with the girls uh...." Darwin
laughed again as Steve stood up and pushed his chair under his desk.

   "Come on Darwin.  Let me buy you a beer."

   "You got it man, let's go."

   Steve took Darwin down to the local pub where they sat at the bar
watching a baseball game on the screen.

   "How long have you and Stacy been married, Steve?"

   "Would you believe it, twenty-two years this July."

   "Your fucking shitten me!  Your wife is gorgeous.  I mean hot and she
don't look old enough to be married to your ass for twenty-two years. 
Darwin finished his sentence with a long laugh.  He and Steve had worked
together for about a year.  It wasn't until recently that Darwin started to
open up about his divorce.

   "We have a daughter in college you know." Steve pulled out a picture
from his wallet and showed Darwin his daughter.

   "She is gorgeous, just like her Mom."

   Steve put the photo away as Darwin ordered another round of drinks.

   "Hey.  You and your wife ever party?"

   Steve grinned at Darwin than grabbed his new beer and took a long drink
and put the bottle back down on the bar.

   "What do you mean by party?"

   Darwin laughed.  "Oh nothing.  I wasn't sure.  Just forget I asked."

   Steve wondered what Darwin meant.  "What did you mean anyway?  Do we
smoke pot or do drugs or something?"

   Darwin laughed.  "Oh man, just forget I asked."

   "No, tell me what you meant by it."

   Darwin laughed and squirmed around on his stool a little uneasy.  He
knew he brought up the wrong thing to his friend.

   "You gonna fucking tell me or not?"

   Darwin starred at the bottle for a moment than turned toward Steve and
replied.  "I use to work with this guy in Baltimore.  We use to party
together.  I mean he and his wife and I.  You know a threesome thing."

   "You mean you fucked the guy's wife?"

   "I guess you could say that.  We'd get together almost every weekend."

   "I see, and you thought my wife and I were into the same thing?"

   "Hey man, I'm sorry for even bringing it up.  It won't happen again."

   "Hey, don't be sorry.  Stacy just isn't that kind of woman."

   Darwin grinned.  "That's what they all say.  She's going out with the
girls tonight isn't she?"

   "That's a regular thing they done for years."

   "Were do they hang out?

   Steve looked at Darwin strangely.

   "You know, do they go out clubbing?"

   Steve replied.  "They go out to this club down near the pier."

   Darwin laughed.  "That's a Hip-Hop place.  Lot's of single black men
frequent that joint."

   Steve looked concerned.  "Is it safe?  I mean, I wouldn't want my wife
hanging out in a place that was unsafe."

   "It's cool.  I was just saying.  It's known for a singles bar.  I didn't
mean your wife would get hurt or anything like that."

   Steve finished his second beer.  Darwin laughed.  "You put that one away
really fast.  Want another one?"

   "Yeah, one more, I'll buy."

   Darwin and Steve talked a little about work than Darwin opened up about
his divorce again.  By the fifth beer, both men were feeling good and
talking about everything.

   "You know what you were talking about earlier?"

   Darwin looked over at Steve and said.  "You mean about partying?"

   "Yeah."

   Darwin waited for Steve to put down the bottle of beer and finish what
he was saying.

   "It's been awhile.  Stacy brought it up when Megan went off to college."

   "What she say?"

   "Something about being more open in our marriage."

   Darwin waited while Steve paused and took another drink.

   Stacy brought up the idea that perhaps we could openly swing with other
partners."

   "What you say to that Steve?"

   We got into a big argument and nothing was said after that night.  That
was back last fall."

   "Stacy never brought it up again?"

   "Nope."

   Darwin kept his mouth shut.  He knew Steve was spilling his guts out and
he seemed very upset right now.  He waited until just the right moment than
made a suggestion.

   "Why don't you let me go there tonight and check her out."

   Darwin got Steve's attention right away as he turned and starred at his
black friend.

   "Hey man, I didn't mean anything by that.  I just thought I'd head on
down there and see what's up."

   "What are you gonna find out?"

   Darwin turned to face his whole body toward Steve's stool.  "Listen.  I
might be able to check things out for you.  I had this idea that if she's
down at that club tonight I could do a little fishing and see what she's
been up to."

   "So, you think my wife is out screwing around on me?"

   "Hey, listen man.  I'm only trying to help out here.  I never said Stacy
was screwing around on you." Darwin paused than added.  "You did say that
Stacy mentioned something about an open relationship didn't you?"

   Steve drank one more beer before slapping the bottle down on the bar one
last time.

   "Listen Darwin.  I don't know anything about that club but if you want
to go down there tonight and check things out for me I'd appreciate it."

   Darwin paused than smiled before punching Steve in the shoulder as a
friendly gesture.

   "Hey man.  By any chance do you have a couple more photos of Stacy?  I
wouldn't want to be checking out anyone else by mistake."

   Steve wiggled his finger.  "Follow me."

   Darwin followed Steve out to his car and waited for the man to open the
door.  Steve opened the glove box and took out a packet.  He brought out a
small stack of photos and handed them to Darwin.

   "Here.  I took these of Stacy a couple weeks ago.  Give them back to me
at work Monday."

   "OK, Steve.  You got it."

   Darwin watched as Steve walked around to the drivers side and got into
his car and drove off.  Darwin glanced down at the photos and walked to his
car and sat down.

   This wasn't exactly what he expected to see.  They were pictures of
Stacy dressed in a teddy.  There were other shots of her wearing heels and
stocks and a garter belt.  A few pictures with a red bra and others showing
her huge full breasts.  She was absolutely gorgeous.  Stunning would be a
better term.

   Darwin knew these photos were never meant to be shown around to anyone.
Or were they?  Darwin started to wonder.  Perhaps they were thinking about
swinging.  Darwin wondered if these were taken to show prospective
partners.

   Darwin studied the photos a little longer than started his car and drove
off.  It was almost eight.  The club would be filling up with people about
now.  He drove straight down next to the pier and found the club parking
lot.  He pulled in and walked slowly toward the front entrance.

   Steve walked through the front door.  The house was dark and empty
except for a dim light left on in the kitchen.  Steve had to piss from
drinking all that beer and headed straight for the bathroom.

   The air was still filled with the sweet smell of Stacy's perfume.  He
finished his piss and walked into the bedroom and saw the closet door wide
open.  Stacy had an array of heels and they were lined up on shelves along
the wall.  He saw where the hangers were parted and noticed the new yellow
dress was missing.

   Steve's cock was already hard imaging his wife parading around this club
wearing that short mini dress.  Stacy had modeled it for him last week.  It
hardly left anything for the imagination.

   Steve plopped down onto the bed and closed his eyes.  He had a headache
from drinking all that beer.  His cell phone suddenly started to ring.  He
reached down into his pocket and pulled out the phone.  It was Stacy's
number.

   "Hey babe, what's up."

   "Did you give him the photos?"

   "Yeah, he should be there about now I imagine."

   Great.  I'll start looking for him."

   OK Babe, call me if you run into any trouble."

   "Love you!"

   "I love you too."

   Steve closed the phone.  He hoped he'd done the right thing.  Stacy had
been bugging him about having an open relationship for the past several
months.  Sometimes there discussions would end in arguments.

   It was Steve who made the first move.  He got Stacy excited one night
during sex talking about big black cock.  She was so excited that she had
several orgasms that night.  It wasn't until the following week that Steve
suggested something about his good friend, Darwin.

   Stacy was curious and agreed to met him on her own terms.  Steve took a
couple dozen pictures of Stacey dressed very seductively.  They planned
everything out.  Stacy wanted to meet Darwin alone.  She said she'd decide
if and how far she would let thing go.

   Steve got up and walked into the kitchen and reheated his dinner.  He
ate and went straight to bed and turned on the television.  He wondered how
things were going.  Stacy promised she'd text him if anything were to
happen.

   It wasn't until after eleven that Steve heard the ring tone on his
phone. It was a text from Stacy.  It mentioned that they were having
drinks. Be home very late, don't wait up.  Steve closed the phone.  He
starred at the screen wondering if Stacy were going to get her first taste
of black cock tonight.
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