Wife's interracial adventure - a true story o - Sex Stories

Wife's interracial adventure - a true story o

Introduction A quick note from Jo and Matt. For some time the two of us have been discussing sharing some of the recent events in our life with other people out there. Everything you read here is true and happened to us over a couple of days last summer. We have changed the name of the people here but otherwise we’ve tried to capture an honest account of the events and feelings at the time. We’ve also split the tale in two, so that you can see our slightly different perspectives on this series of events. This is also our first attempt at putting this stuff down on the page – so we’d love to hear comments and feedback. Hope you enjoy. PART 1 – MATT’S STORY A casual glance at a text message coming through to my wife’s phone started an unforgettable chain of events. “Hope u enjoyed wrapping your lips around my BBC, c u soon for the next workout! ” My wife, Jo, had gone upstairs to shower after her personal training session with her new coach, Ash. The phone had begun to beep as she’d left it on the side in the kitchen. I wasn’t really prepared to discover a message like that. We’d been married for almost 10 years, living in the South East of England. Jo, mid thirties now, had an amazing figure despite having had two k**s; a slim 5’4’’, bleached long blonde hair, a clear white English rose complexion, with natural 32C curves, a sexy radiance and a mischievous sparkle in her bright blue eyes. She did work hard on that physique though, running, swimming, a gym regular and now, ...

... more recently – and rather tellingly it seemed - hiring the services of a personal trainer to maintain that yummy-mummy look. We occasionally visited the gym together and I’d met Ash. He was very much your typical personal trainer, a fit black guy, British born with parents from Trinidad. He was probably mid 20’s, 6’ 2’’, a taut and muscular body, replete with six-pack and from what Jo had since told me about him, the confidence and swagger to match. From the sessions that they’d had so far, Jo had already mentioned that he’d flirted with her, apparently telling her that she looked at least 10-years younger than her age (true), had a cute ass (true) and was just the kind of experienced woman that young guys find hot (hmmm apparently true also). What surprised me even more though was my own reaction to the discovery of the text message. Instead of feeling shocked, upset or angry even, I found myself aroused, my heart pounding quickly in my chest and my cock twitching to life. I wasn’t sure why I was responding in this way. But I did know that I wanted to go with these feelings, that it felt immeasurably erotic, as if a new chapter was opening. Sure there had been signs before. I’m not exaggerating to say that my wife is a very hot woman and has always attracted a lot of attention from the opposite sex. Sometimes she ignored this attention but there were times when she used to seem to actively court it. In our twenties we’d often gone to clubs and music bars where Jo had ended up ...