The Affair pt 2 - Sex Stories

The Affair pt 2

PART TWO Julie had been away on a business trip for a few days. We chatted briefly every evening around supper time while she was out of town. It sounded like she was having a good trip. She told me that the meetings were rather involved and that they were wearing her down. When she got home, everything got back into its usual rhythm. We would make love once a week in our usual manner. Yes, I was experiencing some guilt for having slept with Diane but I did everything I could to hide that fact. A few weeks after Julie's trip, we were in bed snuggling like we do every night. She had seem quieter than usual that day. I knew that she often did this, thinking about the budget and such, so I thought nothing of it. "I have a confession to make," she said. "Oh?" I replied. "I don't know how to say this but I wasn't a good girl when I was away," Julie revealed. "What do you mean you weren't a good girl? Did you go out to a strip club or something?" I asked. "Or something," was her shy response. I was intrigued. "Go on." Julie looked at me and calmly stated, "I fucked a black man." "Wow!" I thought. I didn't know what else to think or say. Part of me was sick and sorta jealous of this revelation. Another part of me was excited as this was a bit of a fantasy of mine. Mind you, my fantasy involved me watching. At no time was there any thought of my dalliance with Diane. Julie continued, "Several of us girls went down to the hotel bar one night," she continued. "We were just going to ...

... have a few drinks and talk about anything but work. After a few rounds, we were not feeling any pain. "The next thing we know, a round of drinks show up at our table. We asked the server where these came from as none of us had ordered them. The server told us that the guys at the bar had sent them over. We looked over and there was a group of four guys standing there. A couple of white guys and a couple of black guys. "When we saw them, they started to walk over. When they got to our table, they introduced themselves. Because they bought a round, we invited them to join us. After yet another round, the guys asked us, there were six of us, if we wanted to get out of the hotel bar and go to a club. Because we were well on the way to d***k, we said why not. "So we went down the street to a dance club where we found a couple of booths near the back to sit at. We needed two booths because, after all, there were ten of us." By now, even though there was no sex in the story yet, I was hard as a rock because Julie had reached down and started to stroke my cock. "We hadn't been there long when one of the black guys asked me if I wanted to dance. I said yes and up to the dance floor we went. Derrick was about 6'1" tall and a pretty good dancer. We danced to a couple of fast songs before a slow song came up. "He asked me to dance the slow one with him, and I figured why not. He pulled me close and wrapped his arms around me. As we danced, his one hand went lower down my back and pulled me ...