I was home in front of the TV when Leslie came home. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost eight-thirty. She was all smiles and I said, “You obviously had more than a couple of drinks. What did he do? Ply you with drinks and then have his way with you?”
She laughed and said, “No silly. A couple of other people that we knew joined us and we got to talking and lost track of time. Tony was very nice and I think I can learn to like him. I still think he is a little too arrogant, but so what? I have a surprise for you.”
I asked her what and she told me that the couple sitting next to them thought that their table cloth was covering them and the woman was stroking the man’s cock under the table. “I got so hot watching them that I’m soaking wet and ready to fuck” and she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the chair. She headed for the bedroom, shedding clothes on the way and I followed along wondering how it was going to play out. I always ate her before I fucked her and I wondered if she was going to let me go down on her while she still had Tony’s cum in her. I undressed and got on the bed – moment of truth time – and I lowered my face toward her pussy, but she grabbed me and pulled me on top of her.
“No foreplay baby, I’m hot enough already. Just fuck me, okay? Make love to me.”
Considering how many times I’d watched Tony fuck her that night I was surprised that she didn’t feel any different from when I followed myself into her on nights we did it more than once. But mentally it was something else. I couldn’t forget that it was that black cock that I’d seen driving into her that was responsible for that sloppy feeling. As I fucked Leslie (I wasn’t making love to her that night) I wondered what was going on in her head. Last night, when we’d gotten home from the party, she could have said (as she usually did) that she’d had too much to drink and didn’t want to make love. Instead she had been a sex maniac and fucked me almost as much in one night as she usually did in a week. The same thing this night. Since we had been so active the previous night she could have gotten by with passing tonight, but she was just as horny as she had been following the Christmas party. Did fucking Tony make her hornier, or was she getting a charge out of knowing that I was soaking my cock in another man’s cum? I had to admit that I wasn’t really sure that I cared. She was hotter than a two-dollar pistol and I loved it. I just hoped that after the afternoon I’d spent with Sylvia that I would be able to stay with her. Luckily, because of the time spent with Sylvia I was a long time in cumming and it seemed like the once was going to be enough for Leslie.
Next morning Leslie woke me up with a blowjob. “I don’t know what’s come over me. I just can’t seem to get enough of you lately. You don’t mind, do you?”
The truth was I didn’t know if I minded or not. Since the Christmas party Leslie had turned into a nympho and that part I didn’t mind. But what had turned her into a nympho was another mans cock and in my mind that was cheating and I should mind that. Hell, I didn’t know what to think. Over breakfast Leslie told me she might have to work late that night, but she would call me at work and let me know for sure. The day was a fucked up one for me because I could not get the picture of that black cock sliding into Leslie out of my mind. Leslie hardly ever worked late so I was almost certain that Tony was going to be fucking her again tonight. Around one Leslie called me and told me that she would indeed be working late. I told her not to worry, that I had some work that would keep me late also and that she might even beat me home. “Well, if I beat you home you will find me waiting for you with my legs spread.”
“Egad woman, what has gotten into you lately!”
She chuckled, “You baby. I haven’t stopped thinking of your cock since I left the house.”
I stared at the phone for a minute after Leslie hung up and then I picked it back up and dialed a number I had recently memorized. When Sylvia answered I asked, “Would you be willing to let me watch tonight’s program on the big screen if I spent a little time before hand licking your pussy?” I heard her squeal, “Sugar, you sure know how to sweet talk a girl. We will have to be in our seats by six to catch the first show.”
That night I was in place and watched Tony fuck Leslie three times. I spent some quality time with Sylvia, but left long before Tony and Leslie finished. If I’d have waited until Tony and Leslie finished I might have run into one of them on my way out of Sylvia’s room. I waited down the street until Leslie got home and then I went home. She was in the bedroom undressing when I got there and she gave me a big smile, “Just in time lover, I need to be fucked.”
That night though I was curious to see if she would fight to keep my mouth off her pussy so I went right for it.
“No baby, no foreplay, I’m hot enough already. Just fuck me baby, just put it in.” I kept going and drug my tongue along the length of her slit and she moaned, “Oh god baby, you know I love it when you do that, but just fuck me tonight, please baby?”
I climbed over her and once again I sank into Tony’s soup. Leslie had to “work late” the next two nights, but I didn’t call Sylvia to see if I could come watch. Not because I didn’t want to, but because between Leslie and Sylvia I was fast wearing out. Each night Leslie would come home hot to be fucked and I did my best to give her as much as she wanted. I was still torn between the two poles tugging at me, cheating bitch on the one side and sexual dynamo on the other, but I couldn’t figure what to do about it. I loved her and from her actions when she was around me I believed that she still loved me. If I confronted her would I lose her? Confrontation would definitely alter our relationship in some way, wouldn’t it? Did I want to take the chance? I didn’t think so. I decided to leave well enough alone and see what would happen.
Sylvia called me at work and asked me to meet her for lunch. As soon as the waiter was gone she said, “What’s the matter sugar? Tired of your little black baby already?”
I smiled and told her not in the least, but that I had to back off before she and Leslie put me in the hospital. She gave me a quizzical look and I had to explain that she and Leslie were fucking me to death.
“You mean to tell me that after Tony does her three or four times she comes home and does you two or three times?” I nodded my head yes. “Damn! I guess I’ll have to give her a little more respect.”