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I awoke in a stupor.

It took me a long moment to remember exactly where I was, looking at my watch I noticed that it was nearly three in the morning. “Jesus” I thought “Jess is gonna kill me.”

I slowly gathered myself and arose from Fred’s couch. I was alone. I guess the party was over, and I couldn’t help but feel a touch of anger over the thought of no one waking me to let me know.

My name is Timothy Grant, I’m 35 and I’m a Regional Sales Rep for a national supplier of high end office goods and furniture. Fred Norris is our Purchasing Manager, and friendly with most everyone in the company. Every few months he hosts a little get together at his home. I typically attend these gatherings with my wife, Jessica – but tonight she was called into work.

I was pretty disoriented and having a hard time as I stumbled through Fred’s house. This was a rare, unfortunate moment. I wasn’t the guy who passed out at a party, nor was I the guy who couldn’t hold his liquor. I began reaching for my car keys on the table when I heard a loud noise from down the hall. I didn’t catch what it was at first, but then it happened again – it was the moaning of woman. I froze in place, unsure of how to react. Standing silently for a moment I soon heard the jostling of bed springs and more moaning. I was intrigued, but realized this was my cue to leave. I slowly began walking towards the door when suddenly, a cry “Oh! Fuck! Fuck me Fred!”

I froze again, this time in stunned amusement. Frank was single, and reserved, and polite – this was too curious. If that wasn’t enough I was sure i recognized the voice of the woman, I was just too groggy to place it. Inexplicably, and against my better judgement, I began walking down the hall – slowly, silently.

As I neared the bedroom doorway the moaning was reaching a fever pitch. It took all my courage, but I peeked inside. To say the sight was a shock would be a tremendous understatement.

A naked Fred was on the bed pounding a blonde white woman from behind. I quickly realized it was Cindy. Cindy was the wife of one of our co-workers, Karl – she was also pretty good friends with Jessica. My heart immediately sank for Karl, but my dick stirred at the sexual sight in front of me. I blinked once, and again – this didn’t make any sense. Fred was in his late 40’s but admittedly kept himself in great shape. He’s a former college athlete, a large black guy who despite his size most would consider unassuming. I suppose most women would find him handsome, but not in an overt and obvious way. He’s a great man, always willing to go the extra mile to help out at the office, and respected by most everyone at the company. Yet here he was, fucking a co-workers wife.

Despite my disappointment, I couldn’t help but notice how erotic the scene in front of me was. I had never seen interracial sex before and the contrast of Fred’s large black body against Cindy’s dainty white one was exciting to witness. Her head was tilted back with her lip bitten and her eyes closed, she was now trying to hold back the moans of pleasure. Her small breasts were shaking back and forth as the slapping noises of their joining sexes filled the room. Suddenly, I saw a phone screen light up from the corner. My second shock of the night was noticing Karl in the room. He was standing in the corner, nude, stroking himself while watching the erotic scene on the bed. My jaw dropped, my mind couldn’t process any of it, between the alcohol, the late hour, the absurd sight in front of me – I thought I was going insane. Just as I was finding the composure within me to turn and leave Fred and Cindy switched positions. As Fred was pulling Cindy off of him his cock fell out of her and into view. At first I thought it was a dildo, or that my mind was playing tricks on me. The thing was absolutely massive, probably close to a foot long and very thick. I quickly averted my eyes from it and right as I was moving to leave I felt a moment of terror. I wasn’t sure – but I thought Fred had seen me, as I was pulling away from the doorway I caught a glimpse of his face looking in my direction. I didn’t look back to double check, I moved quickly and quietly, scurrying out the front door and making sure to close it silently behind me.

The drive home was a blur, and not just because I was still recovering from the alcohol. How could Karl sit there and watch that? What led to that situation? Did he lose a bet? If so those were some seriously high stakes. It didn’t look like he was angry. If anything he was enjoying it – as evident by him jerking himself off. I shook my head in complete confusion, but also couldn’t get the image of Fred and Cindy out of my mind. All of a sudden my phone buzzed, it was a text. After glancing at the 5 missed calls from Jess my heart skipped a beat when I noticed this last notification was from Fred.

‘Would appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone about that. I’d like to talk on Monday so I can explain’

“Fuck.” I said it aloud, I was caught. I pondered for a second, and replied ‘You don’t owe me an explanation, I shouldn’t have wandered down the hall, won’t say a word’

A minute or so passed, and another reply.

‘It’s important that you don’t Tim, I don’t want to hurt Karl and Cindy’s marriage with gossip – I know you’re a good guy who wouldn’t do that kind of thing, but being responsible I need to make sure. Please give me a few minutes on Monday so I can explain’

I suppose it was the least I could do after spying on them like some drunken pervert ‘No problem, we’ll talk then. Really sorry about catching that, I was drunk and stupid’

Frank, ever the understanding soul, replied ‘No worries, natural curiosity I’m sure – see you Monday’

I arrived home minutes later and Jessica was still awake, pacing around the living room in her nightgown, her large natural breasts bouncing and brunette hair in a mess.

“What the hell Tim! I tried calling you like 10 times!”

I immediately commenced with an apology, “I’m sorry babe, I don’t know what the hell happened but I passed out, just woke back up at 3 am – I guess all those hours in the office and on the road these last couple months must have caught up with me. I’m embarrassed as shit, sorry.”

Thankfully, she relented quickly, we had good trust established in our marriage and she had no reason to worry other than for my safety. Her reply was direct “You should be! I know you’ve been working hard Tim but that’s no excuse to pass out like some juvenile idiot. Try to pace yourself or come home earlier next time babe, I was worried sick!” she approached and gave me a relieved hug.

Jessica is 31. She’s a gorgeous woman by anyone’s standards and I’m absurdly lucky to have her. She’s an ER nurse at the local hospital and nearly ever patient under her care falls in love with her. Jess is a beautiful 5′-4″ brunette with large natural breasts, an hourglass figure, and a killer ass. She has pale skin and an angelic face with classically feminine features. She’s not only beautiful, but kind, quick witted, and assertive. She was looking up at me with her feisty hazel eyes and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of arousal. The sexual scene from earlier had left an impact on me, and my testosterone was high.

I grabbed her and kissed her passionately, moving my lips down her neck and clutching at her side. I got lucky, because she seemed to be willing and in the mood. Jess immediately reciprocated with kisses of her own and before long we were both nude on the couch. I was pumping my 6 inch dick into her as I leaned in and continued kissing her passionately. Even though I had developed a mild belly and wasn’t as energetic as I once was, I could often bring Jess to a satisfying orgasm – I was sure tonight would be a success in that department. She wrapped her beautiful legs around my lower back as I continued to thrust. My mind wandered back to the events from earlier, and for some reason I recalled the many times Fred had been flirtatious with Jess at those parties. Jessica enjoyed attending them, and even though she was always respectful, she did seem to get a kick out of flirting with Fred. For some reason I thought about Fred’s motivation and the possibility that maybe he had hoped to have Jess in Cindy’s position, pounding his massive black tube deep into my wife. All of a sudden I was erupting, luckily Jess was reciprocating with her own small orgasm. I bucked violently, and came to a rest breathing heavily.

Jess was also breathing rapidly, she kissed me again, and spoke “Try not to pass out at other peoples houses babe, we aren’t in college anymore – it’s not a good look” she chided – jokingly.

I smiled, nodding in agreement. I thought about telling her about earlier, but I had promised Fred not to talk about it. I tell Jessica everything and was confident I’d tell her this as well, but wanted Fred to at least have a chance to explain it before I did. Besides, I was too tired and it was too late to get into it just now. I needed some fucking sleep.

As I drove in on Monday I was a bit nervous about the upcoming chat with Fred, but as the day progressed I got so busy I nearly forgot about it. It was near 5 pm when I remembered and finally headed into his office.

I closed the door behind me, Fred was finishing up a call.

“Thanks for coming Tim.”

My nerves suddenly reappeared, and I stuttered, “Y-Yeah, sure thing.”

“Let me just cut to the chase. What you saw the other night is a pretty regular occurrence at my home. There are a few guys that like to share their wives with me. I wont tell you who else, but you stumbled upon Karl and Cindy.”

I was floored, and I think my face showed it. Fred continued, “Tim why don’t you take a seat, I assure you this isn’t as crazy as it sounds.”

I obliged, and sat.

“Look, one night a few years back myself and another couple had a few too many. I don’t remember exactly how or why but we ended up in my bedroom and we ended up in bed. During the act the husband noticed how big I was, and how much his wife was loving it, so he reserved himself to watch. Not much was said of it but the for the next few months they would come over, and he would watch me with her. A few months after that I was approached by another guy from the office, who had spoken with the previous husband, and then same sort of thing developed with this new couple. After that, Karl and Cindy, although the other night was my first time with them.” He paused, leaned back in his chair, and sighed “I’m not sure how else to put it.”

I struggled to find my voice, but managed “I uh, I… dunno Fred, that definitely sounds pretty crazy.”

He paused for a moment, and laughed – loudly “Yeah, I guess now that I heard myself say it like that – it does sound pretty wild.”

His laugh relaxed me a bit, so I inquired, “I don’t understand, what the hell do these guys get out of it? What do you get out of it?”

“It’s just a kink, Tim, and it’s more popular than you think. I don’t mean to brag but I’m very well endowed, much more so than Karl or any of the other guys that partake. Most husbands get off on seeing their wives pleasured.”

He continued “At first it was just weekend sex, but after awhile I started to get off on the power. It gives me a rush to take a wife in front of her man, knowing that i’m making her pop like he can’t. Sometimes I talk dirty to the woman, reminding her of how much better I am than her husband. That typically incites them into powerful orgasms – it sure did for Cindy.”

I guess my mouth was agape, or maybe I just looked dumbfounded in general because Fred commented on my reaction, laughing “Jesus Tim, lighten up – its just sex.”

I responded “No, no. I mean I’m not judging or anything, at all. It’s just… I’ve never heard of anything quite like this.”

Fred replied, casually “Man, its just cuckolding, it’s everywhere. I’m pretty sure its the most popular fetish among married couples. If more people could separate sex from love it would probably be happening in every marriage going.”

I was still having a hard time reconciling this information, but I had heard that term before. I thanked Fred for his time, not wanting to linger much longer in this awkward conversation “Alright man, we’ll I appreciate you clearing that up. You have my word that I won’t mention this to a soul. As I said, it’s really none of my business.” I stood to leave.

Fred stood and shook my hand “Good man. That’s great to hear – I’m really trying to avoid causing any problems at the office, and one word of this to pretty much anyone would cause big ones. Thanks Again.” Fred paused for a moment, and as I was getting ready to walk out he continued “Look, I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, and you shouldn’t – Because like I just got done saying, it’s just sex. But now seems as good a time as any to mention this…”

I stood waiting, fidgeting nervously, wondering where he was going with this – fearing.

“Basically Tim, if you and Jess ever found yourselves intrigued by this kind of thing – I would absolutely love to take her to bed. Shes a beautiful woman, and i firmly believe that it would be a thrill for her. You could watch, join in, whatever gets you off – but I’m confident you’d love it.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, I wanted to knock the guy out, but I restrained from throwing a punch. I tried telling myself that this was just how he looked at things, I also cross referenced my reaction here and now, against all the other times Fred has been an excellent coworker and an even better guy. I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and answered.

“Look, Fred, I’m not sure that’s an appropriate line of questioning…”

He cut me off “Say no more Tim, I’m sorry – with completely sincerity I meant no offense – I’m just looking at things differently these days, and trust me when I say your marriage only stands to gain from this kind of fun. But I respect your answer, and your position – and won’t mentioned it again.”

I was so confused, mostly by his carefree attitude towards the entire topic, but I nodded, and walked out.

Later that night I was sitting down on the couch watching TV with Jess. I had tried to eradicate the memory of the party and the subsequent conversation from my mind, but was having a hard time doing so.

We were sipping on some wine together, watching some re-run when Jess surprised me.

She spoke, with a ‘guess what i know’ look on her face “So. You won’t believe what Cindy told me.”

A cold chill went up my spine, knowing damn well what she was about to say. I tried to mask my concern, maybe it wasn’t what I had feared “Oh? What’s that?”

“You cannot tell a soul Tim, this is serious, and crazy!” She proceeded to explain most of what I had already seen and before she could get too far into her story – I interrupted her.

“Jess, I know.” I had to be honest with her.

“What do you mean, you know? How do you know?”

My face flushed red with embarrassment “When I was leaving the other night, as I was walking out the door I heard a ridiculous commotion from down the hall. I went and looked in on it and that’s when I saw Cindy and Fred… and Karl.”

She was shocked “What do you mean you saw them? What did you see?”

“I, uh, Jesus. I saw Fred with Cindy, and Karl watching.”

“You saw it!?”

“Only for a second, I turned to leave after I got over the initial shock.”

“Oh my god…” she covered her mouth in disbelief, “Did anyone see you?”

Again, my face flushed red “…Yeah, Fred saw me – we had a conversation about it today at work – he asked me not to tell a soul.”

Jessica jumped up, not knowing how to react to it all “This is crazy! What did he say? Why didn’t you tell me Tim!?”

“I was going too babe, I’ve just been trying to process all of it. He said probably what you already know, that he’s been having sex with a couple wives from the office, and that he just started with Karl and Cindy. He said it’s called cuckolding and that its very popular, and he – again – said its private and to not tell a single soul about it.”

Jess’s face was flush “I don’t get it – why would the husbands let Fred fuck their wives?”

“Apparently, it turns them on.”

She shook her head “That’s so bizarre, but that’s what Cindy said as well.”

“What exactly, did Cindy say about it?” It was my turn to go on the offense.

Now she was the one blushing “Umm.” she paused “She said she heard about Fred from a friend, but she wouldn’t say who for reasons of privacy.”

“What do you mean heard about Fred, she’s known Fred for years – what about him?”

Jess stuttered a bit “Uh, that he’s… very big – down there. Huge even. That he’s willing to do this sort of thing.”

I tried to hold my poker face, but I guess I failed.

She continued, “You didn’t see his… thing, did you?”

I didn’t want to dwell, so I just admitted it “Yeah, it’s big.”

I could tell my answer excited Jess to some degree, and that worried me a bit, but for some reason it also amused me.

Jessica, face flushed, continued “Wow, so Cindy wasn’t lying… She was telling me that Karl and her have been in a rut, sexually. She was tipped off to this by her friend, and as coincidence would have it, Karl had already heard the same from the other husband. I guess they got drunk and admitted it excited them, and then got drunk again and took the plunge. She said they love it, and that she’s never had orgasms in her life like she has with Fred.”

I pressed on “But how does Karl deal with it? I mean what the fuck, man.”

Jess replied “Cindy says he loves it – I know, I don’t get it either. She said it turns him on like nothing else to see Fred pound his huge meat into her.” I couldn’t help but feel my dick stir at my wife’s lingo.

“What else did she say?”

“That’s it really…” Jessica stopped, but it was clear that she was withholding something.

I continued “Jess… What else babe? I can tell that’s not all she said.”

She blushed heavily “She said I had to try it.” her voice cracked as the words escaped her mouth, and she caught herself “But I told her to fuck off, I’m married.”

That pissed me off “That slut! I thought we were friendly and she goes and recommends that you cheat on me with Fred – what the fuck man, wow. I’m gonna ream her a new one next time I see her – that bitch!”

Jess tried to calm me down “Tim you can’t say anything, it’s too messy. And in the interest of full disclosure, she didn’t tell me to do it behind your back, she said to tell you about it and talk you into watching. That you’d love it.”

I laughed, loudly “Oh that’s rich – The nerve of that woman.”

Jess took another sip of wine, and continued “This whole thing is so strange, who knew this kind thing was happening, let alone within our group of friends.”

I took a few sips, shaking my head in confusion. Jessica asked “Did Fred say anything else to you?”

I don’t know why I admitted it, I guess I just wanted everything out in the open – I didn’t want to turn this ordeal into anything secretive and perpetuate it – so I just told her.

“… Yeah actually – much like Cindy, Fred pissed me off at the end of our little talk.”

Jess remained, silent – listening.

“Fred basically said to me, that if we were interested in any of this – that… That he would love to take you to bed.”

Jess nearly choked on her wine, sitting up “W-What!?”

I shrugged “Took everything I had not to knock him out – It’s just so strange because Fred’s been such a good dude for so many years – and now this.”

She was wide eyed and her face was flushed “I-I can’t believe he would say that.”

I continued in a sarcastic tone “Yeah, he was basically – Hey Tim, I think Jessica is beautiful and I would love to fuck her with my huge cock while you watched – I think you guys would love it.” I burst out laughing at my absurdity.

Jessica took another large gulp of wine as her phone sounded with a text notification, she picked it up. She looked at it for a second and gasped “Oh my God!” she averted her eyes, and then looked again.

“What is it?” I leaned in to look and nearly fainted.

It was a picture that Karl had taken, it was a shot of Fred and Cindy in the midst of their romp. You could clearly make out Fred’s mammoth organ partially inside of her, a good 8 inches or so left exposed. Adjoined to his sex was a huge black pouch of testicles, looking to be nearly the size of a tennis ball. Cindy’s head was titled back in pleasure, eyes closed and bitten lip, her hands were clawing into the bed sheets as her sex was penetrated from behind. I hadn’t noticed the other night, but she was still wearing her heels, and nothing else. I hated to admit it, but Fred was in damn great shape for someone in his late 40’s, he probably had 7 inches on me, and 40 extra pounds of muscle mass. His muscles were rippling in the flash of the photograph. I looked below the picture and saw the accompanying message from Cindy, ‘Look what you’re missing girl! Delete this picture after you look at it!”. I cant explain it, but it made my dick hard almost immediately.

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