"The Good Wife"

      by Big Bird

Margo and I were married in 79. We'd both graduated from college and embarking as a married couple in our future together, was something we both wanted badly. Margo's father, a minister presided over the wedding and everything was perfect; or at least that is what I assumed. Approximately 16 years had elapsed and we both had reached our goals, as far as our careers were concerned. I was an executive accountant with a major firm and Margo was working as a social worker at a nearby hospital. The only thing missing (I thought) was a child, but unfortunately, my wife could not conceive; although, this affected her, I really did not mind. I was too preoccupied with succeeding along my career path and thought that children would only bring contention and hindrance. Earlier, before she was diagnosed with her condition, we routinely had sex. Both for pleasure and conceiving a child. The sex was good, or at least I thought for both of us. But, when she found out she couldn't have a baby, she became depressed for over a year; during that time, sex was almost non-existent. But, she seemed to have gotten over that and everything seemed to go back to normal; except for the sex. After her "condition" she rarely wanted sex and seemed exceptionally disinterested. Also, during this same period I was beginning my executive rise in my firm; this unfortunately, meant working almost 60 to 80 hour weeks, or more.

Needless to say I was exhausted for most of that time period, which lasted over 5 years. I'm not sure if it was due to the work load or just ambivalence or exhaustion, but I failed to note that Margo too was coming home at midnight or later. It wasn't until, by chance I saw her near a hotel around 9 pm, near the airport that I realized what was going on.

I'd just dropped off a client at the airport, when I noticed her car (I immediately recognized her vanity plates) pull into the parking lot of the hotel. Unfortunately, I could not make a left turn at this point and had to go a couple of miles to make a uturn. By the time I entered the parking lot and found her car, she was nowhere in sight; until, I saw a couple going into a room just out to my left. I couldn't be 100% sure it was her, but the blue blouse looked just like the one I saw her wear earlier in the morning, before leaving for work. Well, by this time all kinds of images was going through my head. I was kind of left stupefied and confused. I was initially going to go to the front desk, but I wasn't sure she even registered. I decided to go to the room, but when I got there I decided to go around to see if there was a window, since they were in the end unit. Luckily, there was; to my surprise the curtains were left open just enough to see almost the entire room, which contained a large bed right in the middle of the room. To my shock, a very dark skinned overweight black man, was laying there naked, stroking the largest cock I had ever seen. The whole girth of the damn thing must have been thick as my wrist, with the beet red head looking even thicker! And the length must have been at least 14 inches. I saw some porn with John Holmes and he must looked every bit equal in girth and length, if not more than his. I didn't see Margo and for a moment, I thought, to my delight, that I must have gotten the wrong room, but then I saw her come out of the bathroom naked. She immediately went over to the guy and without and without missing a beat, she started sucking the head of that monster cock. It looked as she was straining to get just that tip in her mouth. After a while she had about a quarter of the thing in and was attempting to put more in as she started with each new bob of her head.

I could hear the guy moaning as he forced her head down in each stroke. For a moment she gaged so hard and loud I thought she was going to choke and pass out; she had teared up profusely as she tried to stuff more and more into that mouth. She eventually managed to get over half of that cock down her throat; I could actually see her throat expand with every down-stroke! I'm not sure I long I stood outside that window, but realized I was actually stroking myself while watching my wife; my wife of over 16 years; daughter to a Baptist minister get mouth-rapped by the biggest, oiliest, and blackest cock I'd ever seen. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not little by most standards - I've measured my cock (yeah, like you haven't) and it is over 8 inches long when erect. But, shit compared to this monster, I looked more like a Vienna sausage. Without even thinking about it, I'd pulled my cock and was jerking off. I heard the guy grunt and moan, grabbing Margo by the back of the head as he pumped his jizz; fucking thing was pouring out of her mouth like a broken dike, falling down to the sheets and onto his thighs. As soon as he let go, she immediately lapped what had leaked out of her mouth like a crazy dog; a fucking slut bitch; my Margo, was a freak like a slut crazy whore you only see in porn. After about a minute she went back to his cock, which was huge, even when flaccid and got it back to full glory. He then, picked her up (he was even fatter than I thought) and slammed her down on the bed, on her back. He then mounted her and slammed that huge sausage into her; you could hear her scream; she immediately shoved the pillow into her mouth to muffle it. He rapped and pounded petite Margo's pussy like I've never seen before. He did this for what must have been over 15 or 20 minutes. He then abruptly pulled out of her pussy and grabbing both of her ankles with one hand lifted her to expose her ass. He then proceeded to tag that ass for what seemed like an eternity until he pulled out and shot into a bowel. At first this perplexed me, but after he had fucked her 3 more times; each time jizzing into the bowel; with the last semen floating in the bowel, he made her get on her hands and knees and lap the entire cum soup, until it was all gone; throwing down the last of it like a hungry whore. He then made her stand up, asking her, "Who that cunt belong to?" she answered back, "you baby".

I guess she answered too late for his taste, cause he back-handed the whore; my wife Margo. Tearfully, she replied back with the same answer.

Well, that was 3 months ago. I haven't mentioned anything and not really sure how I feel about it. On one hand my masculinity has been hurt, but at the same time, it was the most intense, erotic, and kinky thing I've ever felt. So, what to do?

- The End -

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