Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Wife's Trainer 2

Within a minute or so another guy came sauntering up to her and began to dance with her. She gave me a look as if she was requesting my permission. I nodded my consent. I think she was going to sit down but then the other song came on and she continued to dance, a bit more self-assured this time.

When the song was over she came back to me at the table feeling again a bit self-conscious. We went home together she was horny but I summoned up all my will power not to touch her pretending to go to sleep. After she went to sleep frustrated I got up and jerked off in the bathroom, all the while guiltily thinking of her with her black lover to be.

"It must be working," Vincent said, "I have never seen her work out so hard. She must be really frustrated. Are you still sure about this?"

As I glanced at my wife's tight ass doing calisthenics I told him I was.

"Well you know I could stop by tonight under some bullshit pretense and fuck her in front of you. Or I could take the time and totally turn her out. You would not be able to watch the first few times, though I could tape it for you to watch later. It is up to you."

As I watched my wife I wondered what I should do. I was close to my goal. But the thought of her being totally corrupted, to become a thorough slave to her black lover excited me even more. I told him I would do it the second way. He knew from past conversations that I was going out of town on business. He said that would be the time.

Despite our apparent lack of a sex life my wife kissed me goodbye at the airport.

A day or so later I got an email from Vincent telling me he was meeting my wife for dinner. Part of me could not wait to see what was going to happen, while the more rational part thought I should get on the next plane and come home and stop it.

I did not hear anything for the next day or so, then an express package was left at the front desk. I saw Vincent's name on the box and knew to open it upstairs. In my room with trembling hands I ripped the express envelop open, in the package was a DVD and a black lacy pair of crotchless panties. I recognized it as one of the new sexy ones my wife bought when we were out. They were stiff and then I realized to my horror and delight she had been fucked wearing them. I had a meeting to go to but my mind kept lapsing back to the DVD in the room. I could not get it out of my mind. Finally late at night I went back to the room and after texting my wife goodnight I placed the DVD in the player. After some static I saw Vincent, "Hi! Look she is coming over in a few minutes, I am going to cut out some of the boring shit! Just remember this is what you wanted."

My wife in the next scene was in the living room. She said she felt funny being over at another man's house by herself. He laughed saying that he was not just another man, he was her trainer. They both laughed. He said that they had to wait a moment as he was expecting an important call and offered her a glass of wine.

later as they

not know what was up with me, that all of sudden I

her the new body, clothes, the new attitude might have intimidated me. "Some men are like that, they get afraid, sometimes they grow out

long I can hold out!" my wife blurted

that was okay, then

moving closer to her. I could swear I saw her nipples harden. She got nervous and looked like

wife was pressing against him now.

told me your husband has not been living up to his part of the

She nodded.

he said as he took her hand and put it on top of his enormous bulge. He held it there for a moment then her hand squeezed his cock as a look of lust washed

at his huge cock. "Its

down. I stopped the DVD to undress. I could not

took her panties and wrapped them around my cock as I jerked off watching my

down and slid it off over her head revealing her tight little body, the body I had paid him to help her gain. He kissed her deeply as his hands reached in back and undid her bra, he removed it letting her tits bounce free. His hands

and then continued to jerk him off marveling at

cut her off my kissing her, pulling her in close to him so her tits pressed against his chest. Her hands darted

long since my husband..." she tried to say to rationalize to herself what

that separated my wife from that big monster cock of his were the red panties she wore. I watched as he slid those down also and started to finger her pussy making her moan. I could hear the wet

forward and she was on her knees in front of him obediently sucking on his massive cock, her lips wrapped around it in nearly an airtight seal. His hands were squeezing her tits as she serviced him. But that was not enough for him, he told her to rub her pussy while she sucked his cock. My wife can sometimes be a bit shy in bed,