Lexie smiled at me, gave me a wink and said, “You’re in for a real surprise.” With that she turned to leave the room to answer the door. She never stopped to pick up a robe of towel from the bathroom. She would greet this visitor in nothing more than her lingerie, heels and bare skin!
She left the upstairs bedroom door open so I could clearly hear her heels click their way down the stairs to the front door. I heard the door open. Then, moments of silence, as the visitor apparently overcame the shock of her state of dress. Greetings were exchanged and a ‘thanks for coming over’ with the reply of a deep baritone voice of ‘my pleasure’. Her heels on the stairs again, this time followed by another, heavier set of footfalls. Silence, and eternity of silence it seemed (though it must have only been moments), and then soft giggles and hushed moans. At last the footsteps resumed their course up the stairs, accompanied by more giggles and murmuring. Our visitor apparently enjoying Lexie’s sweet little ass as she climbed the stairs.
I could tell that they had reached the top of the stairs. Moments later Lexie appeared in the door way, followed by a tall, athletic looking, well dressed 22 year old Black Man. I had seen him, briefly, at the Club as he always had a group of women around him. From his expression at noticing me, still nude, aroused and bound to the chair, I could tell that he was taken aback too. Lexie had surprised him too. “Don’t worry” she says, in a casual voice.“ ”He can’t bother us. My dear husband is just so tied up in his work.” At this, she laughs a hearty, yet wicked, laugh as an evil grin spreads across her freshly painted lips.
She approached me. With her legs set shoulder width apart, her beautiful feminine form just inches from me, that exquisite lingerie ensemble barely offering any shielding of her feminine places, she says, “This is Anthony, from the Club. I checked, he’s ‘Clean’. He’ll be my partner tonight. Be good and enjoy it all from that chair. If you’re good, I’ll save you a treat. I’m feeling very frisky tonight” I nodded. A husband must allow his wife to find her happiness.
Cuckold to a Black Stud. Shivers of sexual excitement at this taboo about to take place raced down my spine.
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