When my wife departed from our evening of debauchery at Alex's house, my wife, Anne, had joked about getting together with Alex again in a few days, targeting the ensuing Thursday night. After returning home, my wife and I spent the remainder of the weekend preparing for a summer of camps for our boys, along with finalizing arrangements for our summer vacation in a couple of months.

When Thursday rolled around, it felt like a regular work day, with both of us getting in an early morning workout, before getting the boys out the door for their first day of summer camp. Later that night, one of our boys had a baseball game for his travel team. As we got ready to go, Anne began changing into her gym clothes and announced to the boys and me that she was heading straight to the gym after the game.

I gave Anne a quizzical look as the boys raced down to our car to drive over to the field. Anne started walking away from the front door, turning back towards me.

She laughed, and then said, "Ok, you caught me. Yeah, I'm not going to the gym after the boys' game. I'm getting together with Alex, remember? The gym clothes would just be part of my cover for leaving the field a little early."

"Ahh," I responded.

"I thought you two were joking the other night. Of course, I'm fine with it, assuming I get to have my fun afterward? And yeah, I can see how going a round or two with a big Greek cock is probably more fun than getting roped into helping clean up the snack stand after the game," I continued.

Anne giggled mischievously, and said, "Don't worry, you'll definitely get your fun. I'll make it very worth your while in exchange for convincing the boys and anyone else that I have a night-time personal training session."

I said, "Well, it is a workout..."

We both laughed and then headed down to the car to drive the boys over to the sports complex.

Anne and I sat with the other parents, she in her short gym shorts, running shows, and sports bra. I could tell that she was making many of the dads very happy with her choice of attire, and I could also tell that several of the moms were not exactly thrilled that said dads were noticing. And I could tell that Anne enjoyed every second or every stolen glance. At around seven-thirty, Anne got up and announced that she was running over to the gym. I knew where she was really going of course, but I played along.

After the baseball game was over, the boys and I returned home. Given that school was out of session, both boys were allowed to stay up later, which meant that Anne and I had to be a little more careful in our hotwife lifestyle activities. In this case, we had agreed that it would make sense for her to stay out a little later. We both figured that the boys would be so into whatever video game, or internet meme they were currently into, that they'd pay no attention to her gym session running absurdly long. This way, she could return home after they were both in bed.

At around nine-thirty, my wife texted me to let me know that she and Alex had gone out to a local diner for a quick bite to eat, and were then returning to his place, after which she would come home. This made sense since my wife had left her work and gone straight to the field earlier. I figured she would have gotten something to eat, most likely after a righteous pounding from Alex's studly cock. And I also assumed that she would probably have a second helping of Alex's skilled cocksmanship before returning home.

My wife returned home around eleven o'clock, having texted me once on her way home to let me know she was on her way. I greeted her at the front door and immediately could tell that she must have had quite an experience with Alex. She greeted me wearing an oversized tee shirt that I had never seen before; presumably his. Anne was still wearing her running shoes and shorts from earlier, but the sports bra/top was gone. She noticed me looking at her shirt, and her tousled hair. It was obvious that she had been fucked well, but I needed to hear the backstory on the shirt.

She noticed my stare and said, "Yeah, this is his shirt..."

I looked at Anne and said, "I assume there is a hot story coming?"

She laughed and said, "Just wait - I think you're gonna pop pretty hard tonight."

Then she put my hand in hers and led me up the stairs to our bedroom. Once there Anne said, "I need to see your cock - I want to watch you get hard as I fill you in on my night!"

Then she laughed and pushed me back onto the bed. Within seconds we were both naked, with me lying on my back, and my wife on her side next to me, lightly stroking my cock. My wife kissed my neck, and then said, "Ok, here goes."

With that, Anne initiated her role as a sensual storyteller, regaling me with the sordid details of her lust-filled night with Alex. Having arrived at his home a little after eight, she and Alex wasted little time and were engaged in heavy fourplay on his living room sofa in mere minutes. Anne said once they had both removed their lower body clothing, Alex stood up and basically pushed her to her knees. My wife eagerly complied and began sucking his long, slender cock, with the hope of getting to ride it in the next minute or so. However, Alex popped unexpectedly, shooting a glorious rope of cum into my wife's face, and then her chest, as she was pulling back from his cock to assume the missionary position when he erupted.

She said her athletic top was partially covered in cum, with both of them laughing at the realization that a wardrobe change was needed. Anne, who had not eaten since lunch, then asked the post-orgasmic Alex if he wanted to go out for some post-sex food or drink. It was then that she borrowed Alex's tee shirt, and accompanied him to a local bar.

As Anne continued, I moved closer to my own orgasm. The thought of other men, or some of our women friends, seeing my wife out with a boyfriend used to unnerve me, but now, it completely turned me on. After returning from the bar, to Alex's home, my wife and Alex proceeded to have a fabulous fuck session, with Anne riding Alex's cock to orgasm, followed by Alex depositing a healthy dose of cum in her wanting womb.

Anne was ready to leave after round two, but Alex convinced her to stay for one more round. She said they drank some wine and then proceeded to get busy on his living room couch one last time, for the night. Anne said this is where things diverged from the norm a bit. She casually described how Alex had mounted her from behind, thrusting vigorously, giving her deep pleasure. Incidentally, it was at moments like these that I still sometimes wondered how other men might react to such matter-of-fact descriptions of extreme infidelity. Anne went on to describe how she felt as Alex got closer to his third and final insemination of the night.

Just as Anne was expecting Alex to cum in her pussy from behind, Alex sprang up into a crouch and attempted to shove his cock into my wife's ass. Anne reacted with surprise, and withdrew, telling Alex she wasn't ready, as Alex then proceeded to regain his fervor, and finished balls deep in my hotwife's naughty cunt.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed.

"Were you upset?" I continued.

Anne responded, "No, it was all good. I honestly wasn't even sure if it was an accident or not. But we talked after and...well, I think I might want to try it with him. There are things you need to do to prepare...and, I kind of wanted to make sure it was ok with you."

Anne was still pumping my cock, and after she finished speaking, she moved her head down to give my fully erect cock a nice lick and a thorough suck.

"Fuck yeah," I said, gasping for air while trying not to cum just yet.

"You can take it up the ass, babe. But yeah, I'm glad you asked. And if you want, it can be something you do with your um, side dudes. I'm cool as long as I get taken care of."

Anne just groaned, and then said, "Good. And baby I have one more surprise for you tonight. You know how Alex filled me up more than once? Well, he just stating coming back out of me and I thought you might get off on this before I let you fuck my dirty pussy."

Before I could respond, I heard my wife's pussy make a sloshing sound, and then I felt a glob of Alex's warm semen land on my belly. My wife groaned, and then with one of her hands, she scooped up a dollop of the cum and began using it as lube to stroke my throbbing cock. As I moaned my pleasure, I realized how turned on my and I both were, at the sheer nastiness of the moment. My wife put my cock back into her slutty mouth, and then slowly and sexily moved her head up and down, teasing me while also bringing me closer to orgasm.

She then pulled her mouth off of my cock, and leaned up and kissed me. I could smell the faint scent of cum on her breath, but I was too turned on to care. We kissed deeply, and while still feeling my wife's tongue in my mouth, I felt her free hand guide my cock into her wet pussy.

"Oh God," I moaned.

Anne moved her hips rhythmically, and I tried my best not to cum too quickly. But everything that evening had been too hot for me to last much longer. Between granting my wife permission to explore anal with Alex, and her lubing me with her lover's cum, it had been another realization of some of my raunchiest fantasies. With one final animalistic grunt, I thrust my hips up, driving my cock deep into my wife's womb, and began spurting my own cum, for what seemed like an eternity. Afterward, we both slept the sleep of the sexually satisfied.

The following day, Anne and I talked on the way to pick up the boys from camp. We agreed that since we wanted the next week's session with George to be as hot as possible, we would refrain from any orgasm-inducing behavior over the following week. We knew it would be hard as we were both already anticipating our first threesome with a Black man, but we also wanted to be truly wanting in the moment, no matter how it played out.

As that Late June Friday approached, we discussed what my wife would wear, and where we could comfortably go as a threesome, for food or drinks between sessions. My wife had run into George while training at the gym, and after speaking to him, she confirmed that we were good for Friday night. She also let me know that she would be getting her finger and toenails done in a pattern suggested by George and that he had given her some input on what to wear. Hearing her explain this made me slightly jealous, but hot and bothered at the same time.

When I asked which dress and shoes she was planning on wearing, Anne replied, "The silver satin mini dress, with the straps. And my matching heels. It'll be hot - I'm sure you approve too, no?"

"Of course!" I answered.

Then I added, "You'll probably want to bring something else, depending on how the night progresses."

Anne agreed as we assumed we would probably end up going out somewhere with George, based on the assumption that there would be multiple "fun sessions" with a break in between. In the end, she decided to wear short shorts, a tight-fitting shirt, and flats to George's apartment, with the goal of changing into the silver slinky dress when things got going.

When the day arrived, my wife returned home from work and began readying herself, while I whisked the boys away to their grandparents' house. Once reunited with my wife, we set out for George's, knowing that a new and intense experience awaited us.

We soon arrived at George's apartment, my wife texting him as we approached. George responded to her, indicating that his door was unlocked. When my wife opened the door she giggled, and started running over across the entryway. As I poked my head into George's apartment, I realized why she was excited. George's entryway went straight into his living room. As we arrived, George had been sitting there, wearing only loose-fitting workout shorts. Just as my wife entered he stood up, muscles popping from his arms, chest, and legs. But my wife's eyes had clearly been drawn to his massive erection, barely contained by his thin-knit attire. I closed the door and gulped.

George looked at me, then at Anne, and said, "Hey sorry, lost track of time, but thought I'd let you guys in anyway."

My wife had already crossed the living room and was now slowly walking up to George, with a mischievous look in her eyes. George looked down at his erection and said, "Hey babe - I swear this came from thinking about coming over tonight..."

Anne laughed, and I felt a little jealous. However, I also felt myself getting hard at the same time.

George looked at both of us and said, "Well go on now - let's get comfortable. We got a long night ahead of us!"

And with that, he laughed, and then scooped Anne up into his arms and began carrying her toward the back of his apartment. At that moment, Anne and I realized that another of our dirtiest fantasies was about to unfold in real time...