A Bet is a Bet
A Bet is a Bet
My name is Michael. So my wife and I were having a little argument about money. I know, it's the typical argument that couples have most of the time. She was complaining that I don't do well with money. I could barely defend myself. So, I made a bet with her...I told her that if I don't spend a dime on anything other than gas for the month of February, then she would have to go on a date with the man of my choice. She paused, but then agreed. I guess she thought I couldn't do it.
My wife Carrine, and I have been married for 26 years. We've done our best to keep in shape throughout the years. We've both gained some weight, but nothing drastic. She's, 51, 5'7", 160, 38DD, short brown hair. She has an unshaven pussy that absolutely tastes wonderful. I'm black, 48, 5'10", 185, 8", oral bottom. I've always wanted to see another guy inside of her. I fantasize about watching her getting drilled by a big cock. Those thoughts consume most of my days. Well the day has come. Today is March 1st, and I won the bet.
I finished work and headed to a local boutique to buy her an outfit to wear that night. I also picked up some flowers, and wine. I knew the day before, that I would win. She may have forgotten the bet, but I didn't. I contacted a friend I know named Steve. I met him at a Bisexual/Gay Men's Club here in town. I've been the recipient of his massive cock on a few occasions. I told him that I wanted him to go out on a date with my wife and to see how far he could go with her. I gave him our address and told him to meet her at our house around 9pm. I told Steve of all of the restaurants that she liked. I also told him that she gets warmed up real fast when she drinks wine.
I raced home from the boutique and placed the gifts on our bed. I left a note that read, "A bet is a bet." I poured a glass of wine and left it with the flowers on the night table. I picked the outfit that I thought she would love to wear after a couple glasses of wine and laid it out. She would be impressed.
It was around 8pm now, my wife would be home soon. She closed late at the bank and had some paperwork to work out. I went out to my car and moved it away from our house, down the street, out of sight. I went back into the house, locked the doors. I went up stairs and hid myself in my closet. It was great timing, she came home about 5 minutes later.
I heard her shuffling around downstairs until she began to make her way upstairs. I was nervous. I peeked through the door to see if I could see her. I watched her read the note, smile and take a sip of the wine. I grabbed my cell and sent her this text message. "Your date will be there to pick you up at 9pm. Please dress in the items that are on the bed." She received the text message and immediately headed to the shower.
I could hear her turn on the shower and step in. Several minutes later, I heard the shower door open and then close. I waited quietly in the closet. She spent the next 15 minutes or so applying lotions and doing her hair. When she came out of the bathroom naked, my cock sprung to its full length. Watching her tits sway when she walks, is a favorite of mine. She reached for the little black dress that I had purchased, and to my surprise, she only put on the stockings and not the matching panties. That's when I began to stoke my cock. I can just imagine the thought of her spreading her legs in public, exposing her hairy pussy to anyone that could see, and to Steve for that matter.
It was about 8:55pm when the doorbell rang. My wife reached into her closet for her black heals, and scurried downstairs. I exited the closet and headed towards to bedroom door. I peeked around the corner to listen to the conversation. They introduced themselves to each other and soon they were off. My heart was racing.
I looked out of the window in the front of the house to make sure they were gone. I went back upstairs to retrieve my cell phone and sent this message to her.
Me: "Hey Babe...let me know when your date is over. Take your time and have fun! I'll be at the bowling alley hanging with some friends."
I then sent this message to Steve.
Me: "Steve buddy, have fun tonight. As for me, anything goes. And btw, she's not wearing any panties."
Now, I began to contemplate my voyeuristic adventure. I would need a few things to set up my plan. I grabbed our camcorders. I setup one of them in a basket of blankets next to the fireplace. I angled it so that the entire sofa was in view. I d****d a blanket over the camera and took a folding chair from the garage and went back to our bedroom. I placed the other camcorder in the closet where I would be hiding. I attached a tripod to it and covered the power button with a piece of tape. I left one side of the closet door open about two inches. Perfect for the camera view. I then grabbed a towel and a bottle of jack off lube. I went downstairs and got a bottle of Grand Marnier and a bottle of wine. I left the bottle of wine in a bucket of ice on the kitchen counter and took the GM upstairs with me.
It was around 10:45pm when I received a text message from Steve.
Steve: "Dude! Your wife is so hot! We danced and drank and she kept grabbing my crotch under the table all night. I want her so bad! We're on our way back to your place. Should be there in 5 minutes." My heart began to race.
I was standing at the bedroom window when I saw headlights coming down the street. I quickly ran downstairs to turn on the camcorder and to grab my laptop. I have a wireless feed from the camera to my laptop.
I was halfway up the stairs when I heard them enter. I hurried to get the laptop setup in the closet before they got comfortable. Just as I logged in and accessed the camera, I saw my wife pouring glasses of wine as they sat on the sofa. They toasted, took a swallow and in seconds, Steve was all over her. I zoomed the camera in to see Steve's fingers feeling her hairy bush. My wife spread her legs for easier access. With his other hand, he pulled her dress top down and let her left boob fall out. He really wanted my wife like he said. After a few minutes of this, Steve stood up and unzipped his pants. His thick, eight inch cock flopped out in front of my wife's face. Her eyes were glued to it as she reached out and pulled it to her mouth. As I was watching in the closet upstairs, I could also hear the slurping sounds and moans travel up into the bedroom.
I fumbled to find the bottle of lube and smeared some all over my cock and balls. I stroked my cock as Steve enjoyed the pleasure from my beautiful bride. I was loving every second of this adventure. I was enjoying it so much that within a few minutes, I was blowing my load all over the closet walls. My cum was all over the place. It was on my hands, the walls, and I could feel it on the floor. I struggled in the dark to clean up.
As I was cleaning up, I noticed that Carrine and Steve weren't in view anymore. Oh no! They were coming up. I turned the other camera on just as they were stumbling into the bedroom. Through cameras lens, I watched how they couldn't keep their hands off of each other as they fell into the bedroom and onto the bed. My wife was on her back when Steve reached for the bottle of wine and poured it into her mouth. As it spilled out of the corners of her mouth, Steve met each spill with his mouth. I became hard again. I watched them and reached for my swollen cock. They were groping, kissing and licking like there was no tomorrow.
Steve lifted my wife to her feet and slowly lifted off her dress. My wife's beautiful hanging breasts were swaying as she moved. She was beautiful. Steve then removed his clothes. He must have been super excited, because his cock had grown bigger than I've ever seen before. I focused the camera on the head of his cock and I could see pre-cum dripping from the tip. I wanted it, and I know Carrine wanted it. I rotated the camera towards her and she was licking her lips. She dropped to her knees and engulfed his cock. She was having the time of her life and I was enjoying it.
Steve pulled her up and gently lowered her onto her back. In a second, he dove face first into her pussy. From the sounds of it, she was really wet. Just the way I like it. He lapped at her pussy feverishly. She was about to cum when Steve stopped and slid his meat into her. A small gasp left my breath. I almost shot my load again. Carrine began to moan as Steve pumped his big cock deeper and deeper into her soaked pussy. Within a few minutes of pounding, Carrine wrapped her legs and arms around his body and let go of one the biggest orgasms she's ever had.
They switched position into a 69. Carrine's head was facing me and she was deep throating Steve's cock. I know the she could taste her own tasty flavor. I felt a little jealousy in my gut. Her mouth worked his cock and I could see him tightening his ass cheeks. Just when I knew his was about to spew his hot salty cum into her mouth, she released his cock from her mouth's grip, raised her head and looked right into the camera and said, "Michael, come out baby."
I was a little shocked, but didn't hesitate to come out. I dropped to the bed and covered Steve's cock with my mouth. I only sucked him for about 15 seconds when he erupted a huge load. I swallow as much as I could. When I knew he was finished filling my mouth with his seed, I turned toward Carrine and gave her the biggest kiss she ever had.
When the night finally ended and everyone had showered, we poured a few glasses of wine and relaxed on the bed. I asked my wife, "How did you know?" She said, you left your shoes downstairs. I knew there was only one place you would hide." We all laughed. We spent the next couple of hours watching the movies that I recorded. I do good work I thought. We got worked up again and all three of us went at it. Steve didn't leave without dropping a load deep into my ass.
Steve will be back this weekend. Tell me if you would like me to write again.