Changes in my wife.

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Changes in my wife.Note: This story was borrowed from: The_EdiTor (ASSTR Directory)I never thought I would be in this situation and sometimes I still wonderhow we reached this point. In truth, from my side at least, it felt like aslow migration without any defined lines being crossed although of courselooking back it seems these were many and frequent, I just didn’t recognisethem.Now I really need to put in a point or two of defence here so you don’tthink this firstly a fabrication, it is not, or secondly that I’m some sortof ten-stone wimp with an adequacy problem, I am not. I’m a normal guywith a decent job, nice house (not huge but in a good area of a small town)and reasonably fit having played sport actively for many years. My wifeand I were both thirty one with two smallish c***dren and a good set offriends.Libby, my wife, works for a small local company as an administrator. There are only twelve in the company and just nine who work out of theiroffice. I work in London for a large company so I commute every day.You of course know what is coming (or can make a pretty good guess) soit’s hard to write this without every occurrence seeming obvious and myactions (or lack thereof) foolish and naïve. I can assure you however thatwe had a very good relationship so I never thought anything would happenand when things began to I still thought we were too close for anything, nomatter how briefly sordid, to damage the strong roots we’d put down.I’m also not blessed with a perfect memory but much of what was said andhappened had such an impact that I’m able to recall it all although maybenot word perfect. Ok I’m getting a little trite but I hope you get thepicture; we were close and as they say love is blind.I suppose it began when Casey started in her office but apart from Libbymentioning a new guy joining I took little or no interest. Again withhindsight she did talk about him a little more than some others but thatwas fine. Anyway things seemed to continue much the same for a few monthsuntil she went out one Tuesday night.The office where she works did an evening once a month, always on aweekday as most have families so Fridays and weekends were not thought tobe the best time to arrange things for. That month it was bowling andLibby popped home to change before disappearing off for a few hours.Since these evenings were midweek, this was a Wednesday, while a lot offun she was never home late as they all had work the following day. Thisnight however, well after 1am having been in bed for a while, I woke tofind her still not home and became a little worried. I sent a text but gotno reply so sat fretting until finally nearly thirty minutes later she sentback; `sorry forgot the time, we’ve been chatting, will be home v. soon.’No problem I thought so fell back to sleep. I woke when she was in thebedroom and cracked an eye watching her as she removed her clothes andstuffed her knickers down into the laundry bin before grabbing hernightdress. I heard her washing and was almost asleep again when shereturned sliding into bed. As I put my arm about her she whispered `go tosleep’ and wriggled away from me.I’ll try not to repeat this too often but if you are looking for signsthen they were there already; the knickers didn’t have to be buried beneaththe other washing, she never washed before getting into bed (just a quickbrush of the teeth) and while we don’t always cuddle at night it wasexceedingly rare for us to push the other away. I wasn’t looking for signsso didn’t see them.Libby and I always agreed that if we wanted to see our own friends wewould do so on Fridays and following the appearance of the c***dren wealternated the weeks we were out not that we went out without the othervery often anyhow. It was her turn that Friday but she’d not mentionedanything so I assumed we’d be home together as usual.Thursday morning she was more than a little distracted but she’d beenhome late and since I was off out to work only half an hour after she’d gotup I didn’t think anything of it. Anyway it was that evening she let meknow she would be out on the Friday, not a problem as it was her turnalthough we’d chatted about getting a film to watch together.That Friday she looked really great and wore her black satin skirt anddark stockings which she’d only ever wore a couple of times out with me asshe thought it a little too short. When I mentioned it she said it wasabout time she wore it or it would be a waste. She also had on a blackshimmery top which, along with perhaps more makeup than usual made her lookreally sexy. I was actually proud of her then.She left around eight with a passing; `not sure when I’ll be home sodon’t wait up’ and she was gone. The c***dren were in bed by seven thirtyso I had hours to myself which I whiled away on some old action movieseither side of Friday night football. I went to bed just after twelve andonly woke when Libby returned.This time I was quite awake, she must have made a bit of a noise I guessas I usually sleep very heavily. That night after I watched her grab hernightclothes and head for the bathroom (another thing she never did before)I heard her washing again and thought it a little odd. She returned and Isaid hello then once she climbed in asked her about her evening.She was very no committal, again not the normal state of affairs asthere was usually some gossip she wanted to share then she again gentlypushed me aide when I went to spoon with her saying she was very tired. This was odd as it was only a sleeping position and something we did allthe time.I suppose this type of thing continued for the next few weeks with Libbycoming home late from some of her Fridays out, not that I particularly keptstock at the time and it’s only in hindsight that I realised there was apattern: When she went out with the friends I knew she was chatty and keento talk about the gossip she’d heard but now she was mainly going out withher office mates and she didn’t really talk about them at all. There wasalso the difference in the time she returned; either around midnight ormuch, much later when it involved business friends but like I’ve saidalready it wasn’t something I noticed at the time.I was aware that she wore either her satin skirt or a new grey dress sheseemed to have acquired recently but given her decision to wear it or wasteit I didn’t really think about it much. The new dress was moderately shortbut flared at her thighs and looked, if anything, even more sexy than theblack one because as she moved it showed a lot of leg.Anyway this continued for quite a while until it was our weddinganniversary and I arranged for the c***dren to stay at my mothers so thatwe could go out for a romantic meal. Libby was surprisingly reluctant togo but I made the arrangements anyway however when she got home from workshe wasn’t pleased although I couldn’t work out why.Disappointingly although she dressed up for the evening and despite myrequest she wouldn’t wear the grey dress or the new heels she’d taken towearing with it although I have to say she still looked very nice in one ofher floral ones. The meal was pleasant although Libby was a little distantagain but things went very wrong once we were home and I tried to initiatesex with her for the third or forth time in this period.Libby once again refused me which was more than a little upsetting andunfortunately I got very angry which just made her cry and storm off tosleep in the spare room. After cooling down I knocked on the door but shetold me to go away.The next morning she was cold and monosyllabic, which was reallydepressing then after breakfast she was decidedly off with me as if I’ddone something terrible. This of course made matters worse as I suggestedshe was being a little melodramatic which caused us to row with her blamingme for being `sex obsessed’. I said she was being spiteful which made herclam up for a while until she told me in a flat voice that she was goingout to see a friend as she felt she needed `some air’.Since the c***dren were to be out all day, we were going over for anevening meal, I’d hoped we’d have a nice day together but this was not whatI’d expected. I tried to talk to her saying that it was not unreasonablefor me to have been interested sexually in my wife and while I shouldn’thave lost my temper this was still an overreaction. Of course she just gotmore upset and within minutes she’d gone out. I was left alone.When Libby finally returned several hours later she was quit different.Firstly she looked happier but more than this she was all business: She satme down and explained that she didn’t feel like making love to me for awhile, not after my aggressive and hurtful behaviour as she had been reallyfrightened as she thought I was about to assault her. I angrily rebukedthat saying that I’d never forced her in my life so to suggest that washurtful. She just simply said that was how she’d felt at the time.So I said sorry and she said ok but it was on a once only warning andshe would leave if she thought she was in danger. It was such anoverreaction to what was simply a heated row but I of course didn’t want itto blow up again so I agreed and she looked satisfied. Then she asked mefor a favour and implied I owed her.”Firstly since you’re not using this Friday can I take it instead?” Ofcourse I said yes immediately. “Secondly I’ve had an offer of a weekendaway with a couple of work friends in about a month or so, can I go?” Icould sense that she also expected me to agree to this as well so to avoidany issues and to also show I was caring I said `no problem’. She said athank you then gave me a quick peck on the cheek and that was that.Thinking back I’m aware that from that day I began to have occasionaldoubts about Libby but tried to ignore them and although we didn’t do alot, the day was fine and the evening pleasant.The following Friday as I said I didn’t have plans so Libby got to goout again. She surprised me both with another new dress, this time it wasreally short and very high up on the thigh but more than that she woreWhale-net tights for the first time in her life. The effect was bothstunning and overtly sexual especially with her black heels. When Iexpressed my concerns she gave me a really hurt look and asked me what typeof woman did I think she was?She then added bitterly that most husbands would be pleased that theirwife wanted to take pride in their appearance. Then she kicked off theheels and began to drag out a pair of leggings from the wardrobe making itplain she was going to change which of course made me backtrack fast. Iwas acutely aware I was already on slippery ground so I actually apologisedto her.After that she sat on the bed saying I’d ruined her evening as she feltlike a tart now which forced me to keep saying sorry and that she lookedgreat and shouldn’t worry about it but should go out as she was.Finally after several minutes she said “Are you really sure? I meanyou’re happy for me to dress like this and won’t suddenly get angry again?”I nodded. So with another questioning look she got up. “OK but youshouldn’t keep trying to pick fights with me, it’s not fair. All I want todo is look nice for a change.””I’m sorry you look halkalı escort great.” I replied trying to keep her happy.”Well if you’re really ok with me dressing like this then I will.” Shestated and put the heels back on then went downstairs to wait for her taxi.As she left that night I wondered why she felt the need to dress quite sosexily but like I’ve said many times now, I loved her and therefore decidedshe was probably simply dressing the way her friends did.She was again very late home but I woke when she slipped under the duvetand instinctively I cuddled her. She actually stiffened when I did thisthen un-peeled my arm and said in a low voice. “No chance buster!” I wastoo tired to argue that a cuddle was different from sex so turned away andwent to sleep.That night I woke around five and visited the bathroom then went toreturn to bed only in the light spilling in from the hall I spotted one ofthe legs of Libby’s new tights almost buried in the laundry basket. Ilooked closer and saw it had been pushed down into the rest of the washingand given that I remembered spotting this a few weeks back I was a littleuncertain what it meant (if anything) so quietly fished them out.They surfaced wrapped around a pair of knickers which I’d never seenbefore, not that I looked at her underwear much, only these were black andshiny and certainly something I’d have noticed if I’d seen them on. As Ilooked at them I saw something that made my heart beat faster namely adeposit all over the crotch of the knickers which were darkly stained.It wasn’t totally clear what this meant but with my mind now jumping toall sorts of conclusions I nearly yelled for Libby to wake up and explainimmediately. I felt for the first time that something might be going onbut was concerned both at the possible reason behind the mark but also howshe might react if it wasn’t what I thought it was. She would probablynever forgive me if I accused her wrongly. In the end I agonised over thisfor maybe thirty minutes before leaving them in the basket and climbingback into bed.Despite being agitated I did finally fall asleep again to be woken byLibby with a cup of tea. She looked a little worried and sat of the bedthen asked me in a concerned voice why I’d been `playing’ with her knickersin the night. I looked at her dumbly then finally told her that she neededto explain to me why they were as they were. I didn’t feel able to comestraight out and say it so we looked at each other for several momentsuntil finally she asked me what I meant.I paused then informed her that I’d found the wet stain on them andwaited to see her reaction. She looked at me as if I was mad for a secondthen with the crease of the brow she asked if I was talking about herfeminine discharge. I said that they were very wet (I couldn’t even saysoiled for some reason) to which she shrugged and said she’d been dancingand it wasn’t unusual for her to leak a little since the birth of thec***dren.She then fixed me with a hard stare and asked me had I been sniffingthem to which I said of course not but she shook her head and then gave mea kiss on the forehead and said she `understood’ as if she knew I had. With that Libby got up and walked away leaving me embarrassed and feelingundeservedly guilty at what she’d implied.During that day she actually made quite a few sly comments about herknickers as if I might be searching for her used pairs then to make mattersa lot worse that night she actually asked me directly if I’d worn them. When I said no she added that it was ok because she liked the way they feltas well and understood why I might prefer them to my own. It was as if shewas trying to understand me even when she was making it clear she thoughtthe activity strange.When I challenge her on this and stated that it really wasn’t somethingI’d do she shrugged and said ok. She then added that she was a bit upsetbecause I was becoming a bit weird. When I rose to that as well shequietly explained that fooling about with her knickers, drooling over herwhen she dressed to go out with friends then calling her a tart wasn’texactly nice behaviour.I was shocked at this and told her it wasn’t like that but couldn’tbring myself to say what I was actually worried about as it would just makeit a whole lot worse. So I just apologised once again. Libby said it wasok and left it although for the rest of the weekend I was careful not togive her any cause for concern.Now I’m not stupid but I loved Libby and my family very deeply so triedto convince myself that perhaps she was telling the truth and if so mybehaviour might well appear odd.The next week was a works darts evening from which she came home earlyand we went up to bed together her chatting about nothing at all whichactually pleased me as it was more normal behaviour. I did try to give hera kiss and a cuddle but she told me I was still `on probation’ so I gaveup.Over the next few weeks she was out once or twice as was I. Now Ishould say at this point work was really busy and I was tired most of thetime and Libby was now being very sweet although when I think back therehadn’t been any intimacy for nearly four months despite her dressing reallysexily when she went out.Anyway one Friday it was her turn to go out (which she now did everytime) and when I asked if I could swap she simply refused but told me if Ihad to go out I should arrange for the c***dren to visit my mothers again,which I did as I wanted to meet some old friends in town.On Friday Libby wore a lacy top that showed her breasts just a littleand an ultra short skirt over a pair of really shiny cut-off leggings ofcourse with tall heels. She looked really hot and to be frank that worriedme but after the last time I’d mentioned her clothes I was keen not to sayanything. Anyway she actually asked me if I liked her in her new outfitwhich of course, to avoid any arguments, I said yes. She left in the taxibeaming while I felt a little depressed.Now two things happened that night, firstly I got really drunk and wasactually ill the second was that Libby didn’t appear at all but I had atext around 1am saying she was staying at a friend’s house. AnywaySaturday morning I was feeling really sorry for myself when she appearedlooking like a wet dream still and I couldn’t help but stare at my wife whoin the past few months or so had changed so much.In daylight I could see the top was really quite see-through and herbreasts and nipples were slightly visible without being completely blatant.The cut-offs under the tiny skirt were really tight and stretchy and as Iwatched her peel them of I realised she wore nothing under them. Shelooked at me and smiled then went to take a shower.I sat rather stunned at how she had chosen to dress contemplating what Icould say to her before finally going to the bathroom where I sat silentlyuntil she came out of the shower. I looked at Libby naked for the firsttime in ages and noticed that her sex was completely bald. She spottedwhere I was looking and said that that was part of the reason she wasleaking so much because she’d trimmed it off as she was getting a rash.I couldn’t think of anything to say so simple returned to the bedroomwhere I spent the rest of the day sulking.That weekend was pleasant after that as we visited friends althoughLibby seemed again a little distant at times. Anyway we carried on untilthe end of the next week the day before Libby was going away for her longweekend. She’d refused to allow me to arrange for the c***dren to staywith my parents (Libby didn’t work on a Friday so we had no c***dcarearranged for them) saying she felt that since I’d been so busy for the pastweeks the c***dren needed to be with their father.In the end I came home early on the Thursday and had taken the Fridayand Monday off. I went to find my wife but she was locked in the bathroomalthough she said she was nearly ready. I made tea for both of us andstood sipping from my mug when she came into the kitchen.Libby had been to the hairdresser and her straight shoulder length brownhair was replaced by heavily curled ginger/red locks that made her looklike a completely different person. To add to this she wore a tightlong-sleeved round-neck jumper, which was white and tight, the materialstretching over her breasts and hinting at the lack of a bra. She alsowore leggings which were black and again while not indecent they alsosuggested she had nothing else beneath. She had on a pair of low heels andwith her makeup she looked very sexy but yet in a classy French way.”Like it?” She said doing a twirl. I said `wow’ and she smiled thenwent off to finish her packing. Once she’d done this and I’d put theluggage in the car she gave me a quick cheek peck and she was off. I triednot to dwell on Libby or what she or her friends might get up to but anywaysomehow I got through the weekend and soon it was Monday and I waited toher to return as I played games with the c***dren. When she did arrivehome she gave them a big kiss each then fished into the bag she carried andpresented them with a gift each. After more kisses they went off to playwith them and she turned to me.”Hi.” She said and asked me to get the bag and meet her in the bedroom.I did as asked and arrived to find Libby holding up a couple of DVDs. “Apresent for you.” She said but when I went to take it she said “Not yet!”and put them away for later. Later that night after the c***dren were inbed my wife quietly went upstairs to check their bedrooms to make sure theywere asleep before she reappearing dressed in the Whale-tights, the skirtshe usually wore over her leggings and a lacy top that was so loose herbreasts were completely accessible. She really did look like a tart as shelocked the door behind her.She set the DVD, turned off all the lights then sat next to me in thedark and pulled out my cock. Considering I’d had no sexual contact withher for several months this was both a shock and also had an immediateeffect on me. I went to play with her but she slapped me away so with ashrug I sat back watching what turned out to be a sex video. Basically itwas a film of a married woman with another man shot by her husband: Shestarts off kissing on the sofa before beginning serious foreplay,undressing her lover and herself as she progresses. We watched it unfoldfor about ten minutes until Libby’s assault on my cock was too much and Icame. My wife slipped away and returned with a towel and some more beersthen cleaned me up before she started the DVD again. After a couple ofminutes she began to play with me again while still refusing to let metouch or kiss her so once again I sat back and watched.This time we saw the woman go down on the man for a while before she wasplaced on her back and the guy then guided his large cock into her. Atthis point the camera man was heard urging them on asking the woman if sheliked the other mans cock to which she replied an emphatic yes he thenasked her if she wanted her lover to cum inside her to which she saidplease and he got faster until finally with a grunt he obliged. Libbybegan kissing my ear and neck during all of this then taksim escort when the man came shewhispered that it was the hottest thing watching a married woman having sexand that she (the woman on the screen) was so lucky to have such anunderstanding husband. With that she sped up her wrist movements so I camehard and this time she milked me until I wilted completely before shefinally wiped me down.The DVD went on pause and we sat drinking beer for a few moments thenshe asked in a sexy voice if I’d `liked what I’d seen. I said yes and shethen repeated that it was the best and she loved it that the woman had letanother man cum inside her in front of her husband. After that we went tobed. Now of course there were alarms going off all over at this point butI ignored them focussing o the fact that we’d just had a sexual encounteralbeit only for my pleasure. Libby disappeared into the bathroom for sometime and although I didn’t think it at the time, I was already dozing, Isuspect she played with herself. Libby was back at work the following dayand things were fairly normal until the Thursday evening when once again wesat down to watch the other DVD. Libby dressed in the tights once moreonly this time she wore a tiny top and heels and was simple exposed to mecompletely. However when I made to kiss her she said `probation’ and Ishrugged and sat back as the show began.This DVD was again an amateur wife with another man only this time theman was very big and very black. In fact he was so much larger than thewoman when they stood facing each other she had to go on tip-toes to kisshim even when he bent his head. She spent a long time trying to suck hiscock but it was too big to get it in her mouth so after doing her best shelay on her back and the guy placed the head against her wet sex then turnedto the camera and said he was about to ruin her for good. With that hethen proceeded to work it into her over the next ten minutes (which franklygiven she was an amateur was surprisingly quick) before they had sex forthe next twenty. The woman was almost hysterical at times yet despitebeing small she took all of the man’s erection inside her.That evening Libby again insisted on playing with me only but when Isaid I really wanted to have sex with she refused and said she still wasn’tready to go that far again, whatever that meant. Anyway she brought me offtwice as before this time fairly quickly as she was again whispering in myear which she knew was a big turn on for me. I was a little disappointedwhen Libby informed me she was out that Friday since she’d been away butshe pointed out it was actually her turn so reluctantly I conceded. Thatevening she came down and stood in front of me looking at me waiting for myreaction. She was simply dressed just like the woman on the DVD: I’dnoticed the woman had red/ginger coloured hair and had a passingresemblance to Libby (if a little shorter) but now my wife wore anidentical short pleated tartan skirt with a white blouse and whitestockings with red heels. She even had a red ribbon in her hair and whitechocker.I looked at her and gaped.”Like it?” She smiled and waited.It was excessive and although not slutty was very, very sexy and quitedisturbing in its way yet what could I do? After all that had gone onbefore I just nodded trying to think of what to say without ending in afight. She gave a big grin and said `thanks’ then trotted off to finishher makeup. She disappeared until the taxi arrived then she returned putin the DVD and turned off the lights. She leaned over and kissed my cheek.”Watch the DVD and pretend it’s me.” She then left.I was now in front of the video which was continuing from where it hadstopped the night before with a woman looking so, so like Libby now lying,still partially clothed, under the huge black man as he pounded away untilwith a yell he came inside her before pulling away so the cameraman zoomedin on her gaping hole with the man’s cum beginning to pool inside heropening. I should have turned the DVD off immediately but I hadn’t so Isat stunned by this (sporting an erection) as the camera pulled back andthe Libby-like woman smiled and said “Big and black is best”. I tried toremind myself that it wasn’t Libby I’d just seen and my wife was justteasing me. However I was completely thrown by both it and Libby’sappearance so went to bed several hours later still shaken. . Anyway mywife came home late but this time I didn’t wake until the morning so had noidea what time. Libby was really keen to sit and watch the DVD again thefollowing night and once again she dressed as the woman on the screen. Asshe played with me she whispered; “I seem to be enjoying his big black cockin me, are you enjoying watching it fuck me.” I didn’t answer so shepressed me by saying “It’s hot isn’t it?” three or four times until I saidyes. She then repeated the previous statement and added. “You like seeinghis cock buried in my pussy don’t you?” Again I was silent but she simplyworked on my cock harder. “Look at it go into me, you love seeing megetting fucked by a black cock don’t you?” Finally I was erupting and shesaid “don’t you!?” and I said yes.Libby cleaned me up with a grin then called me a pervert but we did thesame the next night and once more she kept on and on about how she wasbeing fucked and how I loved watching it. I agreed fairly quickly thistime and in fact she was talking about how good it was for me to watch mywife with a foot of black snake in her snatch when I came as I was saying `yes it was great’. This time after a clean up she started again and whenit was in full swing she asked if I’d like to see her in another movie. Ilooked at her and she said she had one that we could watch the followingnight. So we were in the dark room again the following night only thistime Libby wore a black dress and dark stockings with her hair up whichwhile she looked really attractive wasn’t particularly sexy. Of coursewhen the film began the woman wore virtually identical clothes and couldhave been her except she had darker hair.The video was much like the last one with a thirty something marriedwoman having sex with a large black guy. This time however the guy was abit rougher with the woman although she was clearly happy with what he didto her. The other difference was she was then joined by another man partway through and we saw two men on the one woman at once. Libby again saidthings about it being hot to have had two men and then added that I couldsee she was cuming on the big cock in her. She kept this up all the timeand once I’d cum she switched the DVD off then asked me if I wanted to seeher star in another production to which after a pause I said yes.That Friday Libby arranged for the c***dren to be looked after as shetold me we were having a night in, which of course meant another DVD. Athalf past eight she came down dressed in a basque stockings and heelsclutching a digital cameral and after putting on all the lights in the roomasked me to film her. I was surprised but happy to do so and watched withmy cock aching as she sat on the sofa and started to tell the camera whoshe was, that she was married and how she loved cock in her pussy. Shethen played with herself for a while before we took a beer break.It was just after this she told me to stop shooting and she jumped upand said, “at last!” then left the room. My heart was going fast as Iheard the front door go and my life crashed. I had genuinely thought wewere just about to have sex but now Libby walked in with the biggest blackman I’d ever met in the flesh. He was over six-eight and dwarfed my wifewho was of course still only in the basque and stockings. Finally thepenny dropped – far, far too late – she’d been setting me up for this forsome considerable time.”This is Casey.” She introduced the man who just looked at me with asneer then turned to Libby and she turned and kissed him his huge handspulling her close for a few seconds. Then she sat with Casey, facing me.”You’ve know I had a lover for some time, well since you found my cumstained knickers.” She explained. “Once you gave me the green light todress up for him everything’s been great only I guess we both knew you’dhave to meet him eventually. Casey thinks I need a little more freedom sosuggested once you warmed to the idea of watching us we’d do it in front ofyou and them we could really move on.””Is that thing on?” Casey interrupted in a deep voice.”Err… no” I replied.”Switch it on then man.” He said and gave me a hard stare. Libby wassmiling at me nodding so with a trembling hand I turned it on and began tofilm my wife with this brute of a man. They kissed before she sank to herknees and undid his trousers. She fished about before pulling hismonstrous cock out then looking at me she said; “This is why we don’t havesex.” She turned and began to suck on it but unlike the video we’d watched,somehow Libby managed to get the massive head into her mouth.I watched in horror as it got hard then finally my wife lay on the sofaand turning to me she added. “Get the penetration, he’s huge yet it stillall goes in.” the guy looked at me and said coldly. “You know everyone inthe office knows your wife is my slut.” He grinned as he continued to workhis cock over my wife’s slit. “I was glad you were cool about us goingaway together the other weekend, Libby said you’d let her and that you’d beplaying with yourself thinking of us fucking.”With that he penetrated her and his huge cock slid far too easilyinside. She groaned and looking at me she bit her lip and said she wasabout to cum. She then had a very obvious and noisy climax. I don’t knowwhy I did it but I filmed them as they had sex for over an hour culminatingin Casey putting my wife’s legs over his shoulders so he could get deeper.Then with a roar he had his climax and I could see his balls actuallyconstricting as he pumped his seed deep inside Libby. My wife was babblingas this happened before going over the top into yet another climax of herown. I went stop the camera but Casey barked at me not to and with a grinfrom ear to ear Libby then showered kisses on him before she allowed him toget off. I was ordered to get close and I could see that just like the DVDthere was a large amount of cum pooled inside her very open hole.”You’re wife loves my cock in her pussy.” He said as I sat pointing thecamera at Libby’s huge gaping cavity. “No other cock’s been in her since Icame along.” I looked up at him then thought back, he was right. Caseylaughed at me as he disappeared from the room. Libby put her feet down andlooked at me. I’d turned off the camera as Casey was going to the toilet.”I’m proud you’ve been so understanding about my affair. I told Caseyabout you finding out a few months ago and he thought you’d get upset but Itold him you’d allow it to continue.””This is how I see it.” She continued lowering her voice. “Casey likesthe idea of occasionally coming over and doing me while you watch, whichgiven your hard on should be good for you too but most of the time I’ll beat his place.” He was coming back into the room so she sat back again.”Now tomorrow Libby will come over to şişli escort my house at twelve dressed in anew little outfit we bought last week. I want you there as well becauseit’s going to be her sort of rights of passage. Now fuck off because I’mgoing to fuck your wife again and I want you somewhere else!”After that I sat in the spare room listening to the sounds of my wifeurging her man to fuck her and then to cum in her which actually made mecry. I found it really hard to order my thoughts; Libby made it sound asif we’d actually discussed my fears about her activities but we hadn’t andyet now she seemed to simply expect me to accept it without question. Theywere not up until nine the following day and after a quick shower Caseyleft reminding us that we needed to be over before mid-day. Libby seemedvery happy and when I finally asked about her outfit she produced a set ofclothes then asked me to help her in them. I guess I had this singleopportunity to at least voice my distress but I didn’t I was too stunned.The trousers were stretch fabric that looked like they were liquid itwas really shiny, the top that was cropped and sat just below her nipplesshowing the underside of her pert breasts. She had on heels of simplyenormous height and a chocker. We drove to the house then just before wewent in Libby opened her legs wide and pointed at the gap in the materialgiving access to her sex. Once at his house we were greeted by a boy ofaround fifteen who was also black. For the first time Libby looked alittle uncertain but we went in to find another three teenagers all blackand all watching Libby like starved a****ls. Casey came in from anotherroom and introduced us:”This is Libby my slut girlfriend and this is her husband. Now becauseyesterday Libby told me she would do anything to please me, to prove thatshe means what she’s promised she’s going to entertain you all afternoonwhile her husband watches.” The boys made high fives and whooped then Ilooked at Libby who gave a nervous smile back. That was the green lightand within moments my wife was on her knees sucking a black cock whileanother went to her rear and finding the opening proceeded to push his ownerection into her without any difficulty. I watched as they took her untilboth of them had cum then the third and forth boys took over and so it wenton. The whole event lasted about an hour before Libby was left sittingbesides the boys as Casey put on the recording from the night before and wewitnessed my wife having sex with Casey. She had been a little embarrassedat first but once she’d given herself to the first pair she’d just let ithappen and now she simply smiled as she watched herself being taken by herlover.Watching it on the screen I was struck just how easily she took hismonster cock and just how many times she appeared to climax as they madelove. Finally when the boys were excited enough they switched off the TVand started on Libby again. This time she removed the trousers so she wasnow naked and I watched her small lithe body thrash around as one by onethe mounted her and she wound her legs and arms about them. Finally afterthey’d taken her again she sucked one of the boys erect again and theystarted over. It was several hours and many, many climaxes later that shefinally dressed and we left.In the car Libby turned to me and asked me if I had enjoyed myself. Isaid no but she patted my trousers and felt my cock which had been hard forhours and told me she’d seen the tent in my trousers so she understood. Before I could say anything in my defence she added that she’d been readinglots of stories about this type of thing and said that I was officially aninterracial cuckold and the fact that I got excited seeing my wife beingpleased by bigger, better men was normal. She then told me that to ensurewe both gained the most from our new open relationship she’d let me watchher whenever she could and wouldn’t hide anything from me `no matter hownasty’. With this statement I fell silent as I was too depressed andbeaten to respond.Libby removed her now very soiled trousers and the skimpy top once wegot home then asked me to choose the one item she was going to wear to myparents. I was forced to delve about until I produced a dress which Ihoped would cover her without looking too formal. She approved and withoutwashing the cum that coated her body she slipped it on and said she wasready. We left for my mothers but once in the car I realised she nowsmelled really strongly of sex and sweat plus her hair was still damp fromher own perspiration. Despite me pointing this out Libby just said thatwas fine and so off we went as she fixed her face a little. It was a veryembarrassing visit as my wife looked more than a little used and she smeltheavily of semen. When we were finally home Libby made tea for the littleones and then after a short play the c***dren were bathed and put to bed.That night I was forced to watch the recording of my wife with Caseyagain this time she sucked my cock until I’d cum twice. All the waythrough it she kept talking about how big he was and how deep he got. Shealso told me that Casey had been talking about her having a weekendthreesome sometime although I had no doubt that wouldn’t include me. Practically every Friday after that Libby dressed up and went out withCasey. She dressed in some really blatant gear including a tiny dress andthong that she particularly liked as the dress is so tight it shows justabout everything. A few times in those months I watched Casey take Libbyin front of me but thankfully he doesn’t particularly like me watching andalso likes to wake alone so she rarely stays over.My wife insisted on playing with me the morning after and telling me ingraphic detail how she was driven to ecstasy by her lover and how wonderfulit is to feel a big black cock erupting inside her sex. She added shewould blow me from time to time but would never have sex with me. Howeverthings moved on and by far the worst events have been in the past sixmonths: The first one was when we were invited to Libby’s sister’s wedding.After a quiet talk to Wendy, Casey was invited as well and sat to one sideof my wife with me the other. Wendy seemed to think he was an old friendof mine who I’d insisted on bringing along. She actually lectured me onnot considering my lovely wife enough and that I needed to attend to herneeds more.Libby wore a light pearl coloured dress as maid-of -honour only what hersister didn’t know as the fact that her sex had been well used by Casey asher bare hole was leaking cum throughout the service and meal after. Oncemy wife changed at the reception she wore a short green dress which lookedreally classy only her stockings were the only other item she had on andshe flashed her pouting sex at me several times that night. After Wendyand most of the other relatives had left the reception Libby seemed tothink it ok to dance with Casey in front of those remaining and of coursethat meant kissing as well. I didn’t know where to turn as people went bylooking at me knowing that my wife was in the arms of a black man on thedance floor.To finish the evening off Libby came up to me and said that since theroom was only booked for two I’d best get a cab home. Then she marched meto reception and with Casey’s arm still about her waist she ordered a taxifor her husband. Every eye was on the three of us as we stood there thenwent back to the functions room to wait. A few minutes later a teenagegirl, prompted by Libby, came up to us and said with a grin that a taxi hadarrived to take her husband home. I was then marched out to the lobby andwith a peck on the cheek Libby said goodbye to me in front of probably adozen people then turned to Casey and said “One more dance before I let youfuck me.” I raced away and sat crying quietly all the way home.The second and worse change came one Friday; Libby actually dressed as ahooker; stockings below the hem line of her tiny skirt. Semi transparenttop, heels, hair in tight curls and more make-up than I’d ever seen. Before she waddled out to Casey’s car she confessed that she was reallygoing to prostitute herself that night, if she kept her nerve, as it wasone of her recurring fantasies. She was gone until late Saturday when shereturned in a taxi looking like a complete tramp (which I guess she was).That night she told me that she’d actually stood on a street corner for afew hours and sold her body to several guys for money. She then, for thefirst time in eight months said she wanted me in her very open pussyhowever once I was about to enter her she insisted on a condom and thenadded that it would cost me £40. I didn’t answer but she pulled me intoher and we did it although she said when I tried that she didn’t kissclients.She then added that none of her `other’ clients had been remotelyattractive but she’d cum every time just thinking about what she was doingwith them. She then let me cum inside her for the first time in almost ayear, inside the condom that was.Stupidly I still love her as she is the mother of my c***dren despitethe fact that she has become a complete slut for Casey and is now happy(and actually more excited by this than anything else) to prostituteherself for the guy. After the first time she sat me down and told me thatshe didn’t consider us as lovers anymore but if I was willing to pay likeher `other men’ I could have sex with her when she was `working’. StupidlyI guess I felt this was better than nothing especially as she still sharedmy bed however these sessions are bizarre because they only occur at theend of an evening when she’s already been with other men and she dressesand acts like a pro.Casey insisted I go out with them to witness Libby at work. It washorrific to see my wife barely dressed chatting to really unattractive menthen disappearing with then either in their cars or down a side street to amotel that she uses.A few months ago she came home looking a little concerned and when Iasked her why she confessed that she’d had sex with one of our friends. When I quizzed her further she told me he’d only recognised her once theywere in the hotel but had happily carried on and bought her for an hour. Iwas very upset but she explained that it was ok as he’d have to keep hismouth shut or she’d tell his wife, not that I thought that an adequatedeterrent. The Casey infatuation was well into a third year but he seemedvery happy to use and abuse Libby and she was still more than willing tofuck him and anyone else he wanted. She had admitted that she got morepleasure from being a prostitute than any other sex she’d ever experiencedAs far as I knew her daytime employer and work colleagues had no ideashe had this double life at the time and I’m not even sure they knew she’dstill been seeing Casey but a month ago Libby sat me down and told me shewas becoming a full-time pro rather than the current `hobby’. She thenexplained that regrettably it meant she would be seeing a lot more menmostly at out house and that her prices were going up. I could still payfor her but she wanted something in return which was my help when sheentertained clients. So for the past few weeks men turn up at our house tofuck my wife while I serve drinks, offer condoms and take the money. Ofcourse Casey appears from time to time and they disappear together and healone shoots his seed into her and of course gets it for nothing.The c***dren are surprisingly comfortable about it all seeing mummy withlots of friends and Uncle Casey. I just want to cry all the time.

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