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Second Thoughts Pt. 01


Chapter 1

Jen slipped her hand inside her panties. She slightly parted her legs as her fingers reached her clit.

"Wow! Honey, you're going to have to let me read that book when you're finished!"

Jen flushed and pulled her hand from her panties. "I thought you were asleep?"

Michael laughed. "I was but you were shaking the bed." Michael turned onto his elbow and slipped his hand into his wife's lace panties and felt her wet pussy. She arched her hips against his hand as she turned and kissed his lips.

"Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?"

"It's about a married couple. They're been married for twenty years and the wife has an affair with a black man."

Michael laughed. "What happens, the wife ends up loving big black cock?"

Jen punched her husband in the ribs. "Honey, this is serous. It's actually based on a true story."

Michael kissed his wife. "Okay, go on."

"Well, the couple is having some problems. I mean, they still love each other, but it's almost turned into a platonic relationship. The wife is frustrated by this, and gets seduced by the black man."

"What happens next? Does she fall in love with the black guy, and leave her husband?"

"No, it's much more complicated than that. The husband gets jealous, and tries to win his wife back by becoming a better husband and lover."

"Does it work out?"

Jen's face brightened. "Actually, it does. They learn a lot about themselves which improves their marriage. They even end up becoming friends with the black man. It's much more complicated. You really have to read the book."

Michael rolled on top of his wife and kissed her. "So, are you planning on letting a black guy seduce you?"

Jen playfully pushed her hand against Michael's chest. "Hey, mister, are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"

Michael paused. In fact, their sex life hadn't been so great lately. With their busy work schedules, they hadn't had sex in weeks. But he didn't want to get into that, so he said, "No, I'm just wondering why the book turned you on so much."

Jen shyly looked away from her husband. "I'm not sure."

Michael grinned knowingly. "I think I know. Remember last summer when I caught you staring at that black guy at the beach?"

Jen flushed. "I wasn't staring."

"Well, you were burning a hole through his bathing suit!" Michael said, laughing.

"I was not!"

"Sure, sure. It turned you on so much you practically raped me when we got back to the room."

"Well, I remember you were pretty horny too." She reached down between them and cupped her husband's dick, which was hard. "I think you'd like to see a black guy seduce me," she teased.

"Maybe I would," Michael replied as threw off his briefs and positioned himself between his wife's legs. "Pretend like I'm a big black stud."

Jen giggled. "Yeah, fuck me with your big black cock," she playfully cooed.

Their lovemaking was more passionate than usual. As Jen neared her orgasm she clenched her eyes tightly closed. Michael imagined that she was probably fantasizing about what happened in the book, or maybe about the black guy from the beach.

Afterwards, Michael lay in the dark, thinking. Finally he asked, "Tell me the truth, that black guy last summer did turn you on, didn't he?" Jen didn't know how to answer, so she pretended to be asleep.

Jen left at daybreak the next morning for an early appointment. Michael showered and was drying off as he walked into the bedroom searching for clean underwear. He smiled when he saw the recent pictures of Jen on top of the dresser that were taken at a month ago their twentieth anniversary party.

He picked up the stack of photos and started looking through them. The

first one was of Jen and their daughter Mary. Michael smiled as he thought how people were right when they always mistook them for sisters rather than mother and daughter.

Jen was 38 and their daughter had just turned 19, but Jen could easily pass as Mary's sister. In fact they played that trick last year on someone when they dropped Mary off at college.

Michael stared at his wife in the picture. He always had a hard time taking his eyes off her, she was so pretty. Jen's appearance had barely changed since they had met 20 years ago. She still wore her blonde hair just past her shoulders, and took care of her body, working out on a daily basis. Michael put the photos down and opened the top drawer of Jen's dresser and smelled the aroma of her perfume.

He picked up a black bra and sniffed the aroma of Jen's favorite perfume. He glanced at the little tag on the bra which said "34C."

Jen was a petite five-three. Michael loved her long slim legs that seemed to go on forever and ever. Her sexy thin ankles and tiny feet always drove him crazy. Jen hated it when he tried to play around and kiss her feet and ankles but it turned him on.

Michael thought about the night before. Jen was right, he did get aroused thinking of her with a well hung black man. He had always had that fantasy, but had never had the courage to come out and admit it to her.

Later that day on the way home from work, Michael stopped at a video store. He went into the adult section and picked out an X-rated movie about interracial sex. It took him awhile but he finally found one where the girl resembled Jen.

"I have a surprise for you," Michael said later that night after they had gotten into bed. Michael put the movie into the DVD player and then got back into bed and kissed his wife. Jen snuggled up next to Michael as the movie started.

Michael wrapped his arm around Jen's shoulder, and she rested her hand on his thigh near his cock. The blonde came on the screen, and she was petite like Jen, with long slim legs and smallish, perky tits. She wore her blonde hair just like Jen, about shoulder length, and even her eyes were the same color as Jen's.

The movie didn't have much of a plot. The husband encouraged his wife, the blonde, to let a black guy pick her up. In the next scene the husband and wife were in a bar, and the pretty blonde wife was approached by one guy after another, almost all black. Then the married couple went to their hotel room accompanied by one of the black guys from the bar.

The black guy was wearing pants and a tee shirt and raised his arms to take off the tee shirt revealing his muscular chest. The guy took off his pants to reveal a huge thick black cock. Michael could feel Jen gasp as she watched the black man's cock get even bigger as the blonde began to stroke him.

"Jen, that guy's cock is huge!" Michael said encouragingly as he carefully watched his wife's face for a reaction. Jen nodded but didn't say anything. She was intently watching what was happening on the TV. Michael saw that her breathing was getting heavier.

Michael slipped his hand inside Jen's panties as they watched the black man suck on the blonde's nipples. Jen parted her legs, but didn't take her eyes off the screen where the blonde wife kept stroking the black man's cock. He seemed to get even bigger, and the big head glistened with pre-cum. The blonde lowered her head and took the black cock in her mouth, and Michael saw Jen's lips slightly part, like she was imagining that she was sucking the black man's cock.

The blonde could only get the tip of the black man's cock in her mouth, he was so big. The man pulled away and then got between the blonde's legs. He pushed his cock into her, but it took a few minutes before he was all the way in. Then the black man started to furiously fuck the wife.

Jen pulled Michael on top of her, her eyes remaining fixed on the movie. "Honey, I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel you inside me."

Michael quickly got on his knees and positioned himself between Jen's legs and easily drove himself inside her wet pussy in one long push. Jen wrapped her shapely legs around her husband's ass feeling his stiff cock inside her.

"That's it, Michael. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you deep inside me."

"You're so wet. You got really excited watching that big black cock, didn't you?"

"Yes, it turned me on! Please fuck me hard."

Michael hadn't seen his wife so excited in years. He sensed she was close to cumming.

"Oh god Michael! Fuck me! Oh god... I'm cumming!"

Michael could feel Jen's pussy grasping his cock. She was tight the way he liked it and very skilled with using her pussy muscles.

"That's it. Pretend I'm that black man inside you right now. Do you want me to cum inside you?"

"Oh god yes! You're so hard! You feel so good! I want you to cum inside me."

Jen and Michael were still watching the movie. The black man was now taking long strokes, pulling almost out of the blonde wife, and then thrusting back into her.

"Man, he's big, isn't he, baby?"

"Oh god yes! He's huge!"

"Imagine it's him fucking you. Fucking you with his big black cock."

Michael could feel Jen's pussy tightening around him. Shit, she was going to cum again! She hadn't cum again so quickly in years. He was about to cum, too. Seeing his wife so turned on from the movie was so exciting.

Michael kept pounding into Jen's pussy as hard as he could, causing her to moan with each thrust until he finally hollered, "I'm going to cum!"

Jen tightened her legs around her husband as she felt the first blast of cum entering her pussy. It caused her to have an orgasm at the same time. Michael's body flexed a few more times into his wife, and then he turned over and lay down next to Jen. They were silent as they caught their breath.

"That really turned you on, didn't it?" Michael finally asked.

Jen blushed. "Well -- a little."

Michael laughed. "Yeah, right. I haven't seen you so excited in years."

Jen playfully nudged an elbow into her husband's side. "What about you? I never knew my husband had such a kinky side, getting turned on watching a blonde with a black man."

Michael didn't answer for long moments as he considered what he should say. Finally, with a gleam in his eye, he said, "Well, not any blonde."

Jen looked at her husband questioningly. "What?"

Michael looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "You're right, I am kinky. I get turned on thinking about you getting fucked by a well hung black man."

Jen's eyes grew wide. "You're kidding right?"

Michael pulled Jen's hand to his crotch. "What do you think?" he asked, smiling mischievously.

Jen couldn't believe it, Michael was already hard again. She couldn't remember the last time Michael had gotten excited again so soon after cumming. "My god, you're serious," she said as she began to stroke her husband. One part of her was alarmed that she could have been married to this man for so long, and not know he had this fantasy. Another part of her was intrigued.

"So, what do you fantasize about? I mean, when you fantasize about me and a black man?"

"I think about you flirting with that black guy from the beach. You let him seduce you and then he takes you behind the rocks, and fucks you with his big cock."

"And what are you doing? Are you watching?"

"Oh yeah, I'm hiding behind the rocks. I watch as he pulls off your top and sucks on your tits. And then he makes you go down on him, and his cock gets even bigger. Then he rips off your bikini bottoms, and throws you onto the sand. He fucks you doggie style, and when he cums he shoots his cum inside you."

Jen was amazed at the story her husband was telling her. She was also amazed at his cock. It was harder than it had been for months, and literally throbbing in her hand. Michael's story was also making her hot. She straddled him and guided his cock inside her.

"Have you ever been fucked by a black man?" Michael asked. He knew Jen had had a few lovers before they met.

Jen shook her head. "But in college, one of my sorority sisters had a black boyfriend. One time, I walked into the bathroom as he was getting out of the shower. I saw him naked."

Michael's cock pulsed as he heard this story. "Did he have a big cock?"

Jen nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I only saw it for a second, because I ran out of the room. But, yeah, he was big." Jen hesitated, and then continued. "That night, we had a party at the sorority house. He hit on me. He invited me over to his apartment."

Michael's heart was thundering in his chest. He had never been so excited. "Did you let him fuck you?"

Jen shook her head, her silky blonde hair swirling across her pretty face. "No, he was going out with my friend."

"But you wanted to, didn't you?"

"God yes!"

This was too much for Michael to take. He lunged into his wife and came. Jen was close too, and furiously grinded her pussy against her husband, pushing her over the edge.

Michael rolled off his wife. "I love you," Michael said, and then he spooned his wife. "I love you, too," Jen said, kissing her husband's arm. Michael soon drifted off to sleep. But Jen couldn't fall asleep. She stared into the darkness, thinking about what she had learned about her husband.

Chapter 2

"What was that guy's name?"

Jen turned away from the TV. "What guy?"

"That black guy that hit on you back in college."

Jen giggled. "Are you still thinking of that?"

"I'm just asking for his name," Michael said, feigning innocence.

Jen thought about it for a minute. "Gerard something ... Powers, Gerard Powers, I think."

Michael turned back to his computer and started typing.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm Googling him."


"Wow, look at that. There's a ton of stuff on this guy."

Jen's disbelief of what her husband was doing was replaced by curiosity as she began reading all the hits. Gerard was a very successful business man, and owned substantial interests all over the world.

There were a number of pictures of Gerard, and Michael noticed that Jen lingered over those. Gerard Powers was a tall, handsome black man. Recent photos showed that he still kept in shape.

"So does he look as good now as he did in college?"

Still not taking her eyes off the screen, Jen nodded. Then realizing what she had just revealed, she turned away from the computer and playfully punched her husband. "What are you getting at?"

Michael was still searching on the Internet. "Wait a minute, look. He listed himself on a dating website." Jen looked over her husband's shoulder. Michael read further. "Hey, this is a web site for black guys looking for white women."

Gerard's page had a few pictures of him at the beach. He had muscular arms and legs, and his chest was sculpted. He wore Speedos that didn't leave much to the imagination. Michael looked over at his wife, who was intently studying the photos. "He keeps himself in shape, doesn't he?" Michael asked. Jen nodded, her eyes locked on the screen. Michael felt a twinge of jealousy. He was about to navigate away from Gerard's page when the IM flag appeared. Without thinking, Michael said, "Hey, Gerard's online right now. Click on that and you can chat with him."

"Michael, no. I don't want to let him know it's me."

Michael nudged her shoulder. "Go ahead. It's all anonymous, he won't know it's you. Click on it and let's see what he has to say." Michael reached out and clicked the flag as she playfully tried to stop him. They were both laughing as Michael typed, "Hi there!" and hit the send button.

"Michael, you're going to be in trouble if Gerard answers back."

A couple seconds later Gerard answered back and said, "Hi."

"Michael, see what you did? Now what do I do?"

"Go ahead, write him back, say something."

Jen was nervous as she took a deep breath and held her fingers above the keys. "What should I say? Quick, think of something."

"Tell him you liked his pictures."

Jen starred at Michael. "Go ahead. He won't know it's you."

Jen shrugged and began typing. "I really liked the photos you posted. You're really handsome."

"Thank you. My name's Gerard. Tell me about yourself. What's your name?"

Jen hesitated. "I better not tell him anything."

"No, go ahead. He lives in New York, and this is all anonymous. He'll never find out it's you."

Jen began typing. "My name is Jen and I'm blonde and petite." Jen looked over at her husband. "What else should I say?"

"Tell him your measurements." Jen scowled at her husband, and he laughed. "Go ahead, he's way up in New York, he won't bite."

"I'm about 34-24-34." Jen was about to hit send when Michael said, "Tell him you have great legs." Jen scowled at her husband again, but then typed, "My husband says I have nice legs."

Gerard's reply came on the screen a few seconds later.

"You sound beautiful. I'd love to see a picture of you. What color are your eyes?"

Jen typed back. "I have green eyes." She turned back to Michael. "What should I do, he wants to see a picture of me. Should I tell him I don't have any? "

"No, wait!" Michael clicked on a folder and found a picture of Jen in a short black dress. Her slim legs were crossed and she was showing a lot of thigh. Michael went into Photoshop and blacked out her eyes. Before Jen could object, he attached the photo and hit send.

"Michael, I don't like sending pictures of me!"

"I'm only having a little fun." Michael kissed her cheek as a message appeared on the screen.

"You're very attractive. I love your blonde hair, and I agree with your husband, you have wonderful legs. Can I see more of you? I'd love to see your face, I can tell you're very pretty."

Before Jen could say anything Michael found another picture, this time Jen in a sexy bra and panty set that Michael had bought her last Valentine's day. "Michael, no! I let you take that picture for just you to see!"

"It's okay, honey, this is all anonymous." Before Jen could act, he typed, "Here's another picture, but I don't feel comfortable showing you my face yet." He attached the picture with Jen's face blacked out, and hit send.

Despite being annoyed with Michael, Jen eagerly awaited Gerard's reply, which came just a moment later. "You have a wonderful body, and I completely understand about not showing me your face yet. May I ask, are you looking to date a black man or just curious?"

"What should I tell him?"

"Tell him you're interested in dating."

"Michael! You're going to get me in a lot of trouble! I can't tell him that!"

Michael reassuringly rubbed her shoulders. "Honey, he lives in New York. We're just having a little fun here."

Jen sighed as she typed in her response. "Curious, but maybe interested in dating too."

A few moments later Gerard's reply appeared on the screen. "Tell me what you

like sexually."

Jen hesitated, and looked at Michael. He nodded encouragingly. Jen thought for a moment, and then typed, "I like men who are really confident and secure, but not arrogant. I like a man who is romantic, but who likes to take control. I like tall strong men, who care about how they look and work out."

Michael nudged his wife. "I didn't know all that!"

They were on the edge of their seats as they waited for Gerard's reply, which came a few seconds later. "I like a woman who is a bit shy but not afraid to explore her inner thoughts and feelings. She must be passionate and caring and love to kiss. Pretty, petite

blondes with great legs are a big plus for me."

Jen was speechless, her heart pounding in her chest. Gerard's description fit her to a tee! Michael noticed too. He felt a little jealous, but aroused too.

"What should I write now?" Jen finally asked.

"Tell him he sounds interesting and you'd love to meet him someday."

"Michael, we shouldn't be leading him on this way!"

"Go ahead. It happens all the time on the Internet."

Jen sighed and typed in what Michael told her to write and waited for Gerard's response.

"I'd love to meet you too. I noticed you were wearing a wedding ring. Does your husband like to watch you with other men?"

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