Sounds very similar to the experience I went through with my wife, Pam, with exceptions of course! Pam and I had been married for approximately nine (9) years before she got lucky and got to enjoy her first BBC! Prior to that it was a common fantasy of mine to see her get screwed by a black guy, especially when we were making out, although even that had its moments of regress! I recall her initial shock that I’d even think of such a thing, let alone share my fantasy with her, albeit she eventually learned to share in my fantasy delights! The actual affair actually occurred when we were on a combined vacation/convention trip. The night prior to the convention we were attending a get-to-know-you cocktail party where, amazingly, I met up with an old university friend and roommate of mine, Edwin! We had lost contact with each other some twelve (12) years ago and a year or so after graduation. We were both surprised to meet up again after all this time, he never married, and he an Pam struck it off like something I hadn’t seen with her previously! We spent almost that entire evening, just the three of us with just a few interruptions, just talking about where we’ve been/doing, etc., etc. We ended the evening by agreeing to go out to dinner the following evening and perhaps doing a little club hopping. Later, back in our own suite and in bed, Pam was feeling a little amorous, an opportunity that I wasn’t willing to let go by unanswered, and we began to make out! This is when my little fantasy was always most active so, naturally, I popped the question, with a minor twist I might add, “Would you like to try a BIG BLACK ONE while we’re here?” I honestly wasn’t thinking of anyone or anything at that moment other than sharing my long held fantasy! Pam responded with just one simple comment: “EDWIN?!” I immediately blew my load and the visions of its possibility deprived me of a good nights sleep and, honestly, I never thought it had a snowballs chance in hell of happening! Now fast forward to the following evening.
We did enjoy a fantastic dinner, visited a few clubs, had perhaps a few drinks too many, Pam and Edwin did some dancing, which I felt assured they both enjoyed as they did little to hide their feelings. I didn’t interject because I’m no dancer and, after-all, Edwin is my friend and Pam is my wife, there was nothing to fear. The night was getting late so we thought we’d walk back to our hotel and enjoy the clear night air. We were just small talking along the way and as we were nearing the hotel entrance, Pam asked Edwin if he’d care to join us in our room for a night cap! I wasn’t given a nanosecond to interject when Edwin replied, Quote: “I’d love to!”, at that point I wasn’t about to say anything that would cause an argument with my wife, let alone Edwin! Back in our suite, without malice or forethought, I turned on the TV and put it on a music channel, then poured three drinks, one for each of us! Shortly thereafter Pam excused herself and went into our bedroom to change, shortly thereafter we heard the shower running! Edwin’s immediate concern was “Is she calling it a night?” I assured him that this was most unlikely, although I was truly unsure! About half an hour later Pam came back into the room dressed for bed but wearing a hotel house coat! She immediately apologized for taking so long and promptly asked Edwin if he’d like to use the bathroom to freshen up a little, Edwin gave me a quick look and promptly accepted her suggestion. He was gone only a few minutes when, again, the shower came on. Pam looked at me and simply smiled with an attitude of “What did you expect?” She did say, again I quote: “Well we did dance all evening while you just sat there!”