Flashing In My Black Pantyhose At The Train Station
i had always fantasised about watching another guy fuck my wife.
she surprised me by telling me she wanted to be with 2 guys at once and that she had always wanted to have a black cock inside her. you would think then that we had many naughty sexy encounters where i got to watch my wife with other men. no nothing ever happened and despite talking dirty to her during sex and saying how much i would like it if she had a lover nothing happened. eventually our sex life dropped off and i was starting to despair. i started masturbating more and more thinking of her fucking other men.
one day she mentioned that there was a fit black guy she used to see at the train station who kept saying hello to her. this photo above shows her at the train station dressed to please him in her short skirt, no panties and black slutty pantyhose and high heels. then shestarted acting very strangely, 1st off she said was having a coffee after work with her work colleague and then going shopping on saturdays but coming back without having bought anything. then i noticed skimpier and skimpier knickers and then she started wearing sheer stockings and pantyhose more and more. i fantasised she was fucking this guy but never believed she was. one night she went to bed early and i was watching tv and i went to the toilet and saw her in bed playing with her phone. she said she was playing snakes. a while later i could hear muffled moans coming from the bedroom and i realised she was masturbating. i then realised she was having text sex with someone and i was turned on instantly.
i never mentioned it and i think this made her a little blasie about things and i gradully started to suspect more than just one fit black guy. she started asking about one of my friends who i told her had a habit of fucking his mates wifes. she said to me whats wrong with that?. we were driving somewhere and i jokingly mentioned having sex in the car somewhere and she said if she had known she would have worn a skirt as its easier to fuck with a skirt than in jeans. then i really started to run wild with my fantasies fuelled by the fact my wife had taken a lover on her terms and was doing it the old fashioned way behind my back. then that she had got such a kick out of that she took another lover more local and more risky upping the stakes by fucking my mate under my nose. one night i had gone to the pub and said i would be home at 1030. 1030 came and i was still in the pub and she rang but not to tell me off like usuall but just to see what time i was comming home and also saying she was trying her new phone. twice during this conversation she moaned like she was being fucked, like her lover had rubbed her clit unexpectedly or slid his cock right in taking her by surprised or maybe she was just so turned on at fucking her lover in our bed while talking to me on the phone. my mind was racing, my cock was rock hard, i wanted to go straight home despite getting a pass till midnight so i could catch them in the act so i could see if it was true.
