My Wife And The Black Gardeners

"Oh sorry sir, but we forgot some tools and had to leave and come (he emphasized cum) back. Its hard to do the job when you don't have the right tool," he said. "By the way sir, we did some extra work around the pool for your wife and she said you'd give us a bonus."

I pulled an extra fifty out of the wallet and handed it to Mark. They thanked me and drove off laughing. I had given them a bonus for fucking my wife and making me a cuckold.

I went home and found my wife asleep. She had cleaned herself up and was sleeping contentedly with a big grin on her face. I woke her and she prepared my anniversary dinner of cold leftovers. She was silent through most of the meal.

"I was thinking about what you said about Mark and Jerome last week and I will replace them with another company," I told her.

"No way honey, I changed my mind about them," she replied. "They're the only real men around here with the right equipment." she added, "for the lawn that is."

I threw the Viagra away before dejectedly heading to bed that night. When I turned out the lights, Jenny sat up and said, "By the way, honey, I think that this time of year the grass is growing so fast we should get it cut twice a week."

"Anything you want dear," I cried into my pillow.

The End