I had been married for seven years when, not surprisingly, I got the itch. Sure, I'd notice other men over the years and quietly lusted after them as all women do, but nothing serious ever came of it. I loved my husband but something was missing. That something became clear when I joined a local gym and one morning in walked Trevor. He was a large, beautiful black man and I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was a little older than me and in great shape. I knew the moment I saw him that I had to have him. Over the next few weeks we became friendly and would chat while working out. Sometimes I would just watch him, hoping he wouldn't notice. There was a time when I got so hot thinking about him that I had to go back to the change room and go into a stall and masturbate. I had to feel him inside me. I had to be fucked by that black stud. I became obsessed.
Trevor was married so that was a problem. He didn't talk about his wife much, but I didn't know if he would be willing to go behind her back. Of course I was married too, but I had already made the decision that I would wrap myself around this hunk of man in a moment. All he had to do was ask.
Finally he asked me to go out for lunch after a particular day of training. I jumped at the offer and we went to a quiet place not far from the gym. I was hoping he would begin to get personal and show some interest in taking things further. On the first "date" however, I was disappointed. He made small talk about his job and life in general and that's where it ended. I realized I would have to take the lead if I was to bed this man.
A couple of weeks later we went to lunch again and this time I decided to turn up the heat a little and see what he was really thinking. I figured I had nothing to loose so I asked him if he found me attractive. I think it caught him a little off guard. He paused and then said that he did. I asked him if he ever thought about the two of us together and again he said he did, but that we were both married. I told him I wouldn't tell if he didn't. I think my remark flustered him a bit, but he quickly regained his footing.
"Are you asking me if I want to go to bed with you?" he asked quietly, looking around to make sure no one was listening.
"I guess I am," I replied. "Do you?"
"Well, uh, yes I do," he said. "I would like that a lot."
"Me too," I smiled. "I would like that a lot too."
I tried to act calm on the outside, but inside my excitement was spinning out of control. I was so close to having my fantasy come true. I just had to seal the deal.
We decided to meet the following afternoon in a lounge of a hotel we both knew. Trevor would arrive early and get a room. We would meet in the lounge and then decide if we wanted to follow through. I leaned over the table and gave him a kiss on the lips, then got up and left. I was so hot by the time I got home, I had to finger myself in the shower to relieve the pent up stress. When my husband came home that night I nearly had to avoid conversation with him for fear he would somehow know what I was planning.
The next day, with my husband at work, I took over an hour getting ready for my rendezvous with Trevor. I wore my sexiest underwear and applied just the right amount of make up, then dressed and left to meet him. I was so nervous and excited I could barely drive. When I got to the hotel Trevor was waiting in the lounge as planned. He looked great. I sat down and he asked me if I wanted a ******* or something, but all I wanted was his big cock inside me.
"No baby, let's just go to the room," I practically pleaded, "I need this badly."
Minutes later we were inside the room. He locked the door and turned to face me. I practically leapt into his arms and we kissed passionately. Clothes started coming off and soon we were down to underwear. His mouth was all over me, kissing me everywhere, my lips, my neck, my breasts. I pulled by bra off so he could suck my nipples. My hands roamed over his muscular body and then I grasped his bulging manhood. His cock was enormous and I had to suck it. I knelt and pulled his boxers down. His cock strung out and up. It was huge. I took it in my mouth and began sucking him. everything was just as I imagined it would be. Trevor pulled me to my feet and lifted me up and carried me to the bed. We could n't wait. No time for foreplay. We didn't need a build up. He pushed my legs apart and his cock slid deep inside my wet, aching hole. I nearly ******* from the sensation of being filled so completely. His cock stretched into places that had never felt another man before and then he began fucking me with deep hard thrusts! It was so intense I came within seconds of being entered. My cries must have filled the hallways. I came over and over and then with a deep thrust so did he filling me with his juices. Exhausted we lay back trying to get our breath back. It was the most magnificent sex I had ever had. With our initial desires tended to, we made love several more times that afternoon before finally getting dressed to go home.
"Are we going to do this again," Trevor asked.
"God, I hope so," I said as I kissed him.
That was two years ago. We are both still married and both attend the same gym. And two or three times a week we get together and fuck each other's brains out.
Trevor was married so that was a problem. He didn't talk about his wife much, but I didn't know if he would be willing to go behind her back. Of course I was married too, but I had already made the decision that I would wrap myself around this hunk of man in a moment. All he had to do was ask.
Finally he asked me to go out for lunch after a particular day of training. I jumped at the offer and we went to a quiet place not far from the gym. I was hoping he would begin to get personal and show some interest in taking things further. On the first "date" however, I was disappointed. He made small talk about his job and life in general and that's where it ended. I realized I would have to take the lead if I was to bed this man.
A couple of weeks later we went to lunch again and this time I decided to turn up the heat a little and see what he was really thinking. I figured I had nothing to loose so I asked him if he found me attractive. I think it caught him a little off guard. He paused and then said that he did. I asked him if he ever thought about the two of us together and again he said he did, but that we were both married. I told him I wouldn't tell if he didn't. I think my remark flustered him a bit, but he quickly regained his footing.
"Are you asking me if I want to go to bed with you?" he asked quietly, looking around to make sure no one was listening.
"I guess I am," I replied. "Do you?"
"Well, uh, yes I do," he said. "I would like that a lot."
"Me too," I smiled. "I would like that a lot too."
I tried to act calm on the outside, but inside my excitement was spinning out of control. I was so close to having my fantasy come true. I just had to seal the deal.
We decided to meet the following afternoon in a lounge of a hotel we both knew. Trevor would arrive early and get a room. We would meet in the lounge and then decide if we wanted to follow through. I leaned over the table and gave him a kiss on the lips, then got up and left. I was so hot by the time I got home, I had to finger myself in the shower to relieve the pent up stress. When my husband came home that night I nearly had to avoid conversation with him for fear he would somehow know what I was planning.
The next day, with my husband at work, I took over an hour getting ready for my rendezvous with Trevor. I wore my sexiest underwear and applied just the right amount of make up, then dressed and left to meet him. I was so nervous and excited I could barely drive. When I got to the hotel Trevor was waiting in the lounge as planned. He looked great. I sat down and he asked me if I wanted a ******* or something, but all I wanted was his big cock inside me.
"No baby, let's just go to the room," I practically pleaded, "I need this badly."
Minutes later we were inside the room. He locked the door and turned to face me. I practically leapt into his arms and we kissed passionately. Clothes started coming off and soon we were down to underwear. His mouth was all over me, kissing me everywhere, my lips, my neck, my breasts. I pulled by bra off so he could suck my nipples. My hands roamed over his muscular body and then I grasped his bulging manhood. His cock was enormous and I had to suck it. I knelt and pulled his boxers down. His cock strung out and up. It was huge. I took it in my mouth and began sucking him. everything was just as I imagined it would be. Trevor pulled me to my feet and lifted me up and carried me to the bed. We could n't wait. No time for foreplay. We didn't need a build up. He pushed my legs apart and his cock slid deep inside my wet, aching hole. I nearly ******* from the sensation of being filled so completely. His cock stretched into places that had never felt another man before and then he began fucking me with deep hard thrusts! It was so intense I came within seconds of being entered. My cries must have filled the hallways. I came over and over and then with a deep thrust so did he filling me with his juices. Exhausted we lay back trying to get our breath back. It was the most magnificent sex I had ever had. With our initial desires tended to, we made love several more times that afternoon before finally getting dressed to go home.
"Are we going to do this again," Trevor asked.
"God, I hope so," I said as I kissed him.
That was two years ago. We are both still married and both attend the same gym. And two or three times a week we get together and fuck each other's brains out.
