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 The house is so damn quiet this morning.  It's really strange not having
the kids running and screaming throughout the house on a Saturday morning.
We got four of them to be exact.  Millie how is four, Johnny is six, Mary
and Donny are the twins at eight.  I can only imagine what my Mother and
Dad are going through at this very moment.

   They were pleased to take them for the weekend.  This is the first time
my parents have had all four of our kids over at once.  I can see my Mom
now fixing breakfast like she did when I was that young.  Probably cooking
oatmeal at this very second.

   I'm John and my wife Cheryl and I have been married for eight years now.
We met in college and waited about a year after we graduated and found jobs
to get married.  Although we lived together for that year.  I found Cheryl
sexy as hell when I first saw her one morning walking across the campus on
her way to a class.  I remember the tight jeans she wore that morning and
the way her full ass swung with each step she took.  Guys from all
directions had their eyes glued to her ass as she walked across the
courtyard.

   I remember making eye contact with Cheryl as she walked by the bench I
was sitting at as I watched her boobs bounce up and down under that pink
sweater she was wearing.  It was a cool fall morning.  The sun was shinning
and it was my first day as a freshman.  All I could think about that day
was those tight jeans and the full round ass that that made those jeans
speak that morning.

   OK.  The tits were nice too and unlike most men I did notice her green
eyes.  Later that day we ran into each other again and I finally got up
enough nerve to introduce myself.  Turned out she was very nice and from
the next town in Michigan from where I lived.  We started talking and I
finally asked her out that evening.  I guess you could say for a college
guy I was kind of a nerd.  We went to a concert in the park that evening
and ate at this little silver diner in the heart of downtown Ann Arbor.  We
even held hands on the way back to her dorm that night.  I can still
remember that first kiss.

   Yes.  I had sex on my mind that evening but I figured there would be
plenty of time to figure that out.  As I said.  I was really a nerd and
didn't have a clue on how to go about getting into those tight jeans.  I
felt lucky enough kissing this gorgeous blonde woman that evening let alone
getting into her pants.

   Cheryl did wear another sweater that evening.  It was extremely shear
and I remember you could see her black bra in the sun light.  The bra was
really shear and her nipples were poking out most of the time.  I really
figured this woman was way ahead of me as far as the sex department.  I
later learned that my evaluation was wrong when she told me she was a
virgin a few nights after that first date.  That was the first time we ever
talked about sex and I learned that she was just a scared and naive as I
was about the subject.

   Got my first blow job a couple weeks later.  We didn't have sex for
almost two months to the day we met.  I remember buying condoms at this
little drug store down on Main St.  I sure felt embarrassed paying for
them. This older woman behind the counter kept staring at me as I pulled
out my money.  I could only imagine what she was thinking.  Of coarse I
included a pack of gum and a couple candy bars.  I didn't want to just
through a pack of condoms on the counter by themselves.

   Anyway.  That was twelfth years ago and four kids later.  Cheryl is
still a head turner at thirty years old.  I might say that she has matured
in all the best ways.  Even after four kids, she was very adamant about
working out and staying in shape after each pregnancy.  All the hard work
has certainly paid off because she still fools a lot of people about her
age and being the mother of four kids.

   Cheryl loves sex which is good for me and we are both open about our
sexual desires and fantasies which brings us up to date on why the kids are
gone to their Grandparents house this weekend.  Let me explain.  Cheryl and
I hide no secrets and although neither of us ever cheated on our partner
we've always been honest with each other when something turns us on.  An
example would be that we both like to fantasize about having sex with other
people during love making.  I guess that's somewhat natural with a lot of
married couples.  It's just that Cheryl and I would talk about it with each
other when we had those fantasies.

   I recently made a confession to Cheryl that caught her totally by
surprise.  I told her one night after we made love that I thought it would
be exciting to watch her make love to another man.  She laughed it off that
night as just a fantasy but one of us would bring it up during sex. 
Sometimes as a joke or just fantasy talk like couples sometimes have to
enhance their sex life.

   Out conversations grew longer about the subject as time went on until we
were finally discussing the possibility of actually going through with it.
Cheryl started telling me about the kind of guys that turned her on and
even confessed about fantasizing about sex with a couple of our friends. 
We both knew we couldn't involve anyone we knew.

   One evening we actually laid on the bed with our laptop looking through
these personal adds of single men and women on this dating site we found. I
encouraged Cheryl to browse through the pictures of men rather then the
ladies so she did.  We had lots of fun looking through the adds.  Some of
these guys looked like models.  You know, real stud like characters.  Me,
I'm just a normal looking guy.  Never played sports or anything so I've
never really considered myself as a jock.  These guys looked like jocks to
me.

   Cheryl surprised me a bit further when she started looking at the adds
of black men.  I could see she was getting excited and turned on reading
their profiles and looking at the photos they had posted.  Some of these
guys posted photos of them working out in a gym and such.  I mean these
were muscular body builder type men Cheryl was drooling over.

   Of coarse the thought of watching a huge muscular black guy screwing my
wife was making my dick hard and Cheryl knew it when she reached down and
found my cock hard as a rock.  She even laughed about it and made a few
comments.

   "Your really getting turned on thinking about this, aren't you John?"

   I couldn't deny it so I replied.  "Yeah.  The thought never occurred to
me that you might be interested in black men until now."

   "Does the thought of screwing one of these black men turn you on" I
asked.

   Cheryl sat starring at the pictures a few seconds longer then pointed at
the computer screen and said.  "What do you think of this guy?"

   I focused my eyes on the photos first.  This guy looked huge and his
skin was almost black.  Typically an African American looking guy. 
Attractive and in great physical shape from what I could see.  Cheryl
started reading his bio to me.

   "He's twenty-seven, never been married.  Six foot five inches tall and
two hundred and fifty five pounds.  It says here he went to college in
Georgia and has a degree in law."

   Cheryl clicked through his pictures.  He had a dozen or so in his photo
album.  Some wearing suits and a few in his workout clothes and a couple
bathing suit photos showing off his muscular body.

   "Why don't you contact him?" I told Cheryl.

   She grinned at first but I could see she was giving the idea some
thought.  She finally turned toward me and asked.  "What should I tell
him?"

   I think my heart skipped a beat knowing Cheryl was really interested in
contacting this guy.  My dick got even harder thinking about it.  Cheryl
sat thinking for a minute, even biting on one of her nails.  She looked
over at me again and we both laughed.

   "What's wrong?" I asked Cheryl.

   Cheryl hesitated replying at first while she bit on her finger then
finally said.  "Wouldn't it be better if I could send him a picture or two
of myself?"

   I was all excited and replied.  "Yeah.  Your right.  What you got to
send him?"

   Cheryl laughed almost immediately to that question saying.  "Why don't I
send that picture your mother took of me pushing the twins in their double
stroller?"

   We both cracked up at Cheryl's reply, but as I figured we really didn't
have anything to send to this guy without Cheryl holding one of the kids in
her arms.

   "Why don't I take some?"

   "What?  Now?" Cheryl asked.

   I popped out of bed fetching our digital camera which had a flash card
and pointed it at my wife.  "Smile"

   Cheryl held her arm out covering her face.  "Not now silly."

   I laughed because I was only joking anyway.  In the mean time before I
finished that sentence, Cheryl got out of bed and walked over to a drawer
and opened it.  She had her back turned my way as she said.  "Let me find
something to put on."

   Wow.  I thought.  She's really serious about taking some pictures
tonight.  My mind started drifting all over the place.  I figured this guy
must really have her curiosity going.  I watched as she wiggled into these
tight white shorts then pulled out a tank top and slipped it over her head.
Her boobs filled out that top with her nipples poking out, that's for sure!

   Cheryl fluffed up her long blonde hair looking into the mirror.  "Let me
put on some makeup first."

   OK.  I thought.  So I sat on the bed again starring at our laptop again
reading this guys add.  His zip code nearly mated ours so I knew he lived
nearby.  I played around with the camera until Cheryl finally came out. 
She looked hot.  She had applied red lipstick and used eyeliner and some
other stuff women normally put on their cheeks.  She looked like she was
ready to go out for the evening.  She walked into the closet and came out
wearing pumps.

   "OK.  I'm ready." Cheryl said.

   I stood up with the camera in my hand waiting for Cheryl to give me some
instructions.

   "How about over here?" Cheryl said as she walked next to a chair on the
far end of the bedroom.  She gave me a few poses so I began clicking away.
She turned around like a model sometimes teasing me in the process making
all sorts of funny faces in between shots.  I was starting to have fun with
this.

   Cheryl stopped me as she walked back to the dresser while pulling off
her shorts.  "Your not going to send him naked pictures are you honey?"

   Cheryl replied as she pulled the tank top over her head.  "Why.  You
want me to?"

   I laughed.  "You think that's a little too much?"

   Cheryl looked at me once the top was off saying.  "I was thinking of
putting on my bikini.  You know.  The black one you like so much?"

   I agreed.  "OK.  Sound good to me." So I waited for Cheryl to change
into the bikini.  Only took a couple minutes and she was adjusting her
boobs in the cups making sure everything was just right.  She adjusted the
bottom half looking my way and asked.  "You think my ass looks too fat?"

   "No not at all baby.  You look hot in that suit."

   I watched as she played around with the material a little longer. 
Cheryl had a nice ass.  A healthy size ass I called it.  Nowhere near
skinny and not fat.  Just right.  I always thought black men loved nice
round asses on a woman anyway but didn't say that to Cheryl.

   I started taking pictures when she was ready.  I got the back, front,
side as Cheryl posed like a pro for me.  I even made some suggestions which
she followed.  Got some really sexy shots.

   We finished up and Cheryl took off the bikini again and washed the
markup off her face before returning to bed.  I already transferred the
photos to our laptop using the flashcard while she got ready for bed again.
I let Cheryl pick out the pictures she was going to send to this guy.  I
laid back on the pillow while she typed out her letter to this guy.  That's
when I noticed she wasn't wearing her wedding rings.

   "Honey." I said "What happen to your wedding rings?"

   Cheryl stopped typing and looked at her left hand and said.  "I must
have left them in the bathroom."

   That's when I realized she had taken them off for the pictures.

   "You are going to tell this dude your married aren't you baby?"

   Cheryl stopped typing again.  "Yes John.  I didn't want to confuse this
guy by wearing them in the pictures.  I'll tell him everything later."

   Well.  I felt comfortable with Cheryl's answer and watched as she
finished her letter.  She selected some of the photos to send across and
logged off as soon as she finished.  We had wild sex that night before we
went to sleep I might add.  Cheryl's pussy was extremely wet that night.

   I can't tell you how much tome I spent at work the next day thinking
about what Cheryl and I did the night before.  I remember driving home that
afternoon and waited for Cheryl to tell me she got a reply from that black
guy.  The kids were around and all she told me was that she would talk
about it when we went to bed.

   The anticipation kept me on edge all evening long as I played with the
kids and helped with homework until it was bedtime.  The moment the kids
were in bed, I was waiting for Cheryl to shed some light on this black guy.


   "We talked on the phone this afternoon." Cheryl told me.

   "What did he say."

   "We talked for almost two hours after Millie fell asleep this afternoon.
I was very open with him and explained everything to Mike."

   Wow.  His name is Mike I thought to myself.  "So what's the deal?  Did
you make arrangements to met him?

   Cheryl replied.  "Yes.  I told Mike our kids would be with their
Grandparents the second weekend of this month so I attentively made a date
with him."

   Wow, I thought.  Cheryl was really going to go through with this. 
Cheryl went on to explain every detail to me that evening.  She even went
online that night and chatted with Mike while I laid next to her on the
bed. This was going to be very exciting.

   Chapter 2

   I counted down the days until the weekend finally arrived that Cheryl
arranged to meet Mike.  My dick got hard every time my mind played out the
scenario of what was going to take place this weekend.  Cheryl had been
talking to this guy Mike.  She'd even get dozens of text messages from him
during the evening when we were watching the television.

   Cheryl would sometimes laugh or just giggle with a grin on her face when
a message came through.  I'd watch how she nervously replied back to him
sliding her adorable ass around on the sofa like a teenage girl would
getting a text from her boyfriend.

   Naturally I'd ask what he said and she would reply.  "Mike's just asking
me questions."

   The kids were sometimes on the floor playing with their toys so I knew
she couldn't go into detail about what was being said.  I didn't want to
seem nosy when we got into our room at night but sometimes I'd hint around
and ask in a discreet way how things were going.  Last night Cheryl finally
opened up and filled me in on a lot of details.

   "Honey.  I bought this little dress to wear tomorrow night this
afternoon."

   "Oh.  You bought a new dress for Mike?" I replied.

   "It's something I could wear other times.  I think your going to like
it."

   Cheryl walked into the closet to change into it and walked out a few
minutes later dancing around like one of those models you see in a fashion
show.  She was in a good mood tonight.  The damn dress was hot to say the
least.  Fit her tight and showed every single curve on her body.  You would
never guess my wife was the mother of four children in a million years.

   Cheryl walked pass the bed turning her back toward me and wiggled her
shapely round ass back at me.  I reached out giving her a playful slap on
her cheek as she quickly moved away from me reaching down on the floor and
picked up a pair of high heels.  She held them up smiling at me saying.

   "What do you think?  Does the color match the dress?"

   They were a pair of 5" spike heels I bought Cheryl a couple years ago.
She hardily ever wore them.  I finally replied.  "You didn't want to buy a
new pair?"

   "I didn't want to spent the extra money.  I thought the dress was enough
to spend.  The kids needed new shoes so I spent the rest on them."

   My wife was always good with penny pinching.  We needed to be with four
growing kids in the house.  Cheryl put the dress back on the hanger and
came into bed snuggling up to me.  We hadn't had sex in about two weeks and
it was killing me walking around with a hard-on.

   Cheryl had decided that we shouldn't have sex until after her date with
Mike.  I didn't mind but tonight was the night she promised to give me a
blow job.  As soon as she put her hand under the covers and felt around for
my cock I knew she hadn't forgotten about the blow job.

   Off went the covers as I slipped my pajamas down my legs.  Cheryl rested
her head on my thigh as she quickly went to town licking the head of my
cock.  Cheryl was good at cock sucking.  Lucky for me she loved to swallow
cum too.

   Cheryl sucked and took most of my cock down her throat moving her head
around like one of those pro porn stars.  I watched her lick around my cock
tickling and teasing the head then sink her whole face down on my cock
until the hairs were touching her nose.  She slowly back out squeezing my
ball sack.

   I got the most loving and erotic blow job that night that I had in
months.  I knew Cheryl was horny but she didn't want to fuck me.  It didn't
take me long until my balls started to churn up a nice thick hot load of
milky white cum for my wife.

   Cheryl to every drop inside her mouth and was holding the largest amount
on top of her tongue.  She playfully arched up trying to kiss me as I moved
back away from her.  She was laughing and almost spit out my cum as she
desperately tried giving me an open mouth kiss with my cum on her tongue.

   I kept moving away from her until she finally gave up and swallowed my
load.  She was up on her knees in the center of the bed licking her lips
like one of those kids faces on the peanut butter jar smiling at me.

   "Mm...Yummy.......You don't know what your missing baby."

   I laughed keeping my distance from Cheryl until she swallowed all that
cum I deposited inside her mouth.  I allowed her to kiss me at that point
but that was sort of a mistake because she poked her tongue inside my mouth
allowing me to taste what was left of my cum.

   Damn I thought.  I could never like the taste of salty hot cum.  Glad
she loved it so much.  We kissed and fooled around for a little while then
snuggled on the pillow again.  I began to wonder about a few things.  I was
sniped and we didn't want anymore kids.  Four was enough for any family
this day and age so I wondered how Cheryl was going to handle the birth
control part of this meeting.

   "Don't be silly.  Condoms were on my list when I went shopping."

   Of coarse.  I should have known better.  We don't even know this guy or
God knows what sort of diseases he maybe carrying.  Cheryl wanted to be as
careful as possible.

   We got the kids over to their Grandparents as early as possible the next
morning.  My Mom and Dad woke up before the sun each morning anyway even
thought both were retired.  The kids were happy and their Grandpa was going
to take them all fishing so they were excited as all get out.  We got back
home an hour later and Cheryl hit the shower as soon as we got inside the
house.

   It didn't take long before the sweet smell of perfume filled the house
and I knew Cheryl was in the final preparations for her meeting with Mike.
Cheryl's cell phone rang as she was putting on her makeup.  It was Mike
confirming the time we would all meet at the hotel this afternoon.

   I changed clothes while Cheryl used a makeup brush in the mirror.  She
was wearing that hot skimpy dress and already put on her high heels.  Her
legs were bare and I could see the outline of her thong as she leaned over
the bathroom counter.  God was she hot looking.  I decided to see how hot
she was myself and walked up behind Cheryl and lifted that tight dress up
exposing those gorgeous ass cheeks.

   She playfully wiggled her ass back at me as I ran my hands across the
smooth skin of her ass.  She pushed her ass back at me pretending to fuck
me making back and forth motions moving those gorgeous thighs like a
stripper for me.  It was just too resistible not to do something so I
leaned over and gave her ass a little kiss

   Next, I reached around the front of Cheryl`s thong and put my hand under
the tiny thin material feeling her smooth shaven pussy mound.  Couldn`t
resist putting my index finger between her pussy lips feeling just a faint
amount of wetness between them.  This made Cheryl purr and I thought I had
a chance at this point.

   "I'll be ready in a few minutes baby." Cheryl said.

   I reluctantly pulled her dress back down her hips leaving her to finish
up her eye liner.  I backed away far enough to take it all in.  My eyes
started around Cheryl's ass and worked their way down every succulent curve
of her beautiful legs.

   We started to drive into town when Cheryl received a text message from
Mike.  He was giving her the room number at the hotel we were driving to.
She replied back to him then looked over at me and said.

   "It's room 305 on the third floor."

   I could tell that Cheryl was getting nervous about this meeting the way
she was starring out the window now as we drove into town.  We arrived
downtown at this big tall luxury hotel.  I drove into the underground
parking garage then took the escalator up into the lobby.  We then had to
catch an elevator up to the third floor.  The hallway was extremely quiet
as we walked along the carpet looking at the room numbers.

   "Room 305." I said.  I gave Cheryl one more kiss and asked.  "You
ready?"

   Cheryl nodded her head so I knocked on the door.  I stepped back behind
Cheryl so Mike would see her first when he opened the door.  We only waited
a few seconds when the door swung open.  There was Mike and the first thing
he did was smile at my wife locking his eyes on her like I was invisible.
He immediately took her hand then as they greeted each other with a little
peek on the cheek.

   "Come in." Mike told her and as an after thought noticed me standing in
the hallway.  As Cheryl walked through the door Mike shook my hand.  He had
a strong grip and a big hand I might add.

   "I'm Cheryl's husband, John." He seemed to be polite and replied.  "I'm
Mike.  Come on in."

   Mike shut the door behind me as I walked inside his room.  Cheryl
already sat her purse on a table where there was a bottle of wine chilling
along with stem glasses.  This guy came prepared I thought.

   The room was very spacious and must have cost Mike a pretty penny. 
There were two queen size beds, a nice setting area with a sofa and two
chairs plus a huge flat screen television.  It was completely upscale in
price.  Very luxurious.  We couldn't afford such a high end room like this
ourselves.  I could picture our kids jumping up and down on those beds at
the moment.

   Mike didn't waste anytime opening that bottle of wine as he stood
pouring it into three stem glasses.  Cheryl was kind enough to hand me one
of the glasses.  She was standing next to Mike wearing those 5" heels and
still looked short compared to the big guy.  He certainly had big broad
shoulders and thick looking arms.  The material of his shirt was stretched
out to it's limits with all the flowing muscles this guy had on him I
thought.  I figured I'd sit down and relax and let them get acquainted.  I
picked one of the chairs to set in nearest to the flat screen just in case
they wanted to talk.

   Cheryl sat down on the sofa first as Mike politely waited and watched
every move my wife made as she sat down.  I noticed he was trying to be a
gentleman about it but he certainly was taking in every inch of her
gorgeous body at the moment.

   I sat on that chair sipping on the wine listening to Cheryl and Mike
chat away getting acquainted.  Cheryl was extremely nervous and was showing
Mike pictures of our kids.  They were sitting close together on that sofa
while Cheryl flipped over each page of pictures to show Mike.

   I knew he was only being polite and had his interests else where.  I
figured he must be having difficulty trying not to star at my wife's
cleavage or at least the good portion of her creamy white thighs that were
exposed as she crossed her legs next to him.  I know from my vantage point
I could see most of her smooth ass poking out from under her sexy dress.

   I began to wonder to myself how things would start.  I knew Cheryl
wouldn't have any part of pulling off her clothes and just jumping on this
guy.  No way.  This was going to be a romantic evening.  At one point there
would be touching.  Perhaps a little kiss or two.  Then perhaps they would
move to one of the beds.

   God.  What I'm I thinking.  We jus got here for cry-in out loud So I sat
listening to the talking.  Cheryl seemed to be more relaxed as time went
on. Mike got up a couple times to refill the wine glasses.  I really didn't
think Cheryl felt that comfortable with me starring across at them.  I
finally had an idea.  I felt so out of place and stood up interrupting them
long enough to ask Mike.

   "Could I borrow your door card?  I want to run down and get something to
snack on."

   Mike obliged me giving me his door card so I could get back into the
room.  I smiled at Cheryl before I turned and walked out the door.  I think
she knew what I was up to.  I felt a relieved once I got into the hallway.
I looked at my watch and figured I'd give them a little time alone before I
returned.

   I took the elevator down to the lobby and found a restaurant and bar.  I
figured, what the heck and went in and ordered a drink.  There was a
baseball game on both flat screens on either end of the long bar.  It was
still early yet with only a few patrons watching the game and having a
drink.

   I kept track of the time as I sat sipping on that beer.  Ten minutes. 
Twenty minutes.  Before I knew it, forty-five minutes had passed.  The dark
haired woman behind the bar asked me if I wanted another beer.  I almost
said no but changed my mind starring at her smiling face.

   She brought me my beer and I sat watching that baseball game.  Two
innings went by and I finished that second beer.  It was time for me to
head back to Mike's room.  I tipped the pretty lady behind the bar and
smiled as I got off my stool.  Took the elevator back up to the third
floor. Walked down the hallway pulling the door card out standing outside
room 305.

   I took a deep breath then slid the card across the little thin slot and
saw the green light.  I gently jarred the door open a crack trying not to
make a lot of noise.  I took another deep breath wondering what I was going
to see as I slowly opened that heavy hotel door.

   ( What did John see when he opened that door?  Find out what happens in
Chapter 3.  This is an illustrated story in Karen Kay's Korner)

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