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Back when my wife Amanda and I were going to the black clubs, we met this older black man sitting at the bar by himself. Amanda struck up a casual conversation with him; he liked Amanda flirting with him and before long their conversation got personal. To my surprise Amanda started talking about our open relationship. After that he started talking about himself; he said he was 65 and a married man. That didn’t stop Amanda from flirting or him from liking it. A couple minutes later, he said his wife was 63 and had no interest in sex. He said that they sleep in separate bedrooms and the last time they had sex was at least 5 years ago. They way the night was going it was a no brainer that odds were damn good that they were going to hook up.

After some hot phone calls, that happened one weekend at a Red Roof Inn Motel. Amanda spent hours getting ready for their date; picking out her clothes, soaking in a bubble bath, doing her hair, her make up and her nails. She looked absolutely stunning from head to toe. We drove to the motel; went to our room and waited. He showed up and by his looks, he spent some time getting ready for this date, too. At first, things were awkward with me being in the room. But, that all changed when Amanda started taking her clothes off. My wife has got it and she knows damn well how to use it. Wasn’t long, before she’s down to her bra and panties and he’s sitting there with a bulge in his boxers. When they moved up on the bed, the rest of their clothes came right off. He kissed her, stroked her hair and started feeling her tits. Amanda’s not shy she put her hand right down on his cock and started stroking it. For a 65 year old man, the dude had no problem getting a big, hard erection. From the look on his face, I could tell it was a long since a woman even touched his cock. He moved his hand down between Amanda’s legs and started fingering her. It must have turned her on because she stopped stroking him and spread her legs open.

Being there when another man puts his cock in my wife is one of my cuckold fetishes, I love seeing it. I couldn’t see everything but I did see it when it was inside her vagina. The sight of his black balls pressed up against my wife’s crotch was a mental picture I won’t forget. He fucked her like she was the best fuck he ever had; he didn’t just fuck her, he made love to her, kissing her neck and touching her all over. He made her orgasm and shot his load in her while she was still cumming. The sight and sounds of my 35 year old wife and a 65 year old black man cumming together was beyond hot! It was so intimate and so intense! I knew this was the beginning of a relationship.

And it was, meeting him at a motel or hotel became a regular weekend thing. It was a win, win and win relationship. Amanda really liked role playing his young hot mistress and he was totally into her. He even bought her a couple sexy outfits to wear. And me, I loved everything about seeing them all over each other in bed. The dude was a master at giving her oral he licked her from head to toe and ate her pussy like it was cherry pie. Amanda loved getting and giving oral too. I saw her orgasm more than once while they were giving each other oral. She got so horny, it was crazy.

Then one night, we were at the Red Roof Inn doing our thing. Amanda was in bed with him, she was up on top of him riding his cock. I went to take a video for future use but my phone battery was almost dead. My charger was out in the car, so I needed to get it. I walked outside and closed the door. I heard them in there going at it. I walked to my car; got the charger and started walking back. On my way back, I saw an older black woman walking towards our motel room door. She stopped at our door and stood there for awhile and then moved over in front of the window. The drapes were closed tight so I guessed she couldn’t see in the room, but, I’m sure she could hear them. She held something up to the window I think it was a cell phone then she turned and walked back to her car. I went back to my car and called Amanda. It went to voice mail. I left a message about the woman outside. I didn’t have his number so I couldn’t call him. I waited a couple minutes and then texted Amanda.

About 20 minutes later, Amanda called me and asked “What’s going on?” I told her about the woman and she told him. It was after midnight when I saw her car’s headlights come on. She slowly drove around the parking lot and then drove away. I called Amanda and told her that she was gone. He waited awhile; then came out and left. When I went back into the room Amanda was dressed. She wanted to go home, so I checked out and we drove home. Amanda was upset and worried about what could happen. I did my best to reassure her that if anything was going to go down it would have already happened.

The next couple days were tense, but all was quiet. Then one day he called her and told her that his wife found out about him going to the motel and was threatening to divorce him. He didn’t want a divorce; he definitely didn’t want his family to find out and he didn’t want Amanda drug into his problems. So that was that, it was over. I can’t speak for Amanda but it looked like the whole thing really messed with her head. For me, I thought it sucked because we had a good thing going on.