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By Lucky Wife (address withheld by request)


Dale and his boss, Reggie (black handsome guy) were in the den planning their next hunting trip to the cabin for a week as I walked in and hubby asked if I wanted to go this year (he always had asked and I had always said, no.)I said, "I guess not." Reggie spoke up and said, "Why not? We would love to have you."

I saw that twinkle in his eye that I had seen before as he says things with double meanings and hubby never seems to catch on. I suspected that Reggie would like to have me all to himslef sometime, but was not sure. Dale had mentioned to me that Reggie was always remarking about how lucky he was to have me as his wife, and how attractive I was.

"Well, the cabin has only one room and one mattress on the floor, and I don't think you guys want a woman watching you and besides I dont like sleepint on the floor," I responded.

Reggie spoke up and said, "I will sleep on the floor, and you can have the bed with Dale."

"No, I don't think anyone should have to sleep on the floor," I replied.

Dale spoke up, "The mattress is king size and big enough for us three, we are grown ups and can wear out jogging suits at night, have some modesty and besides I dont take up much space."

"I Know," I said, "you can only sleep if you are on the outside edge of the bed and on your side facing toward the outside. That puts me in the middle, which is ok with me if you are ok with that."

"That is fine with me," Reggie smiled, I am sure we can all be comfortable that way unless you are against being in bed with a black guy," laughing.

"You know better than that Reggie!"

I walked into the kitchen and was thinking about going when Reggie walked in and put his arms around my waist and said, "Please go. It will be nice to have someone else there and besides I know you are a good cook and whatever," as he released me and went back into the den.

Well, now I could feel my panites as the wetness soaked them and knew that I was turned on by my hubbies black boss. Was it the color of black? I loved black gowns, bras, and panites as they made me feel sexy. Could it be the color of black was making me have these feelings?

I walked back into the den and announced, "You guys win. I am going this time to see what a week in the cabin is like. Perhaps I will be surprised at how good it is," and giggled. I could see the twinkle in Reggie's eyes as he surveyed my body and looked directly at my breast, down my front and to my legs. I could see that it was a look of desire. I wondered if he was planning anything that involved me?

I started planning for the cabin trip, and fantacising about Reggie and me in all kinds of situations... what can happen? will it happen? What will it feel like? A glossy wet black pole seeking relief in a white wife's wet swollen receptive channel of love. It seems that my days were occupied with such thoughts, just thoughts I was sure.

As we drove to the cabin, Dale informed me that the field manager's position in the company was open and he was being considered for promotion and hoped that somehow this trip could help his cause with his boss, Reggie. Maybe my Spanish omelets would help, as he chuckled and squeezed my hand. He said that he was sure I would be supportive and make this hunting trip an especially enjoyable one for the boss. I reassured him that I would do my best.

That evening as we prepared for bed in the cabin warmed by a wood fire, Reggie had put on some white loose legged basketball shorts and jersey, and I had my black jogging suit with nothing underneath. I remarked to Reggie, "You look sharp in that white outfit," noticing that he was very black against the white fabric. He replied, "Thanks, white is my favorite, and you look nice in your black outfit."

"Well, thanks, Reggie, I love black." I was wondering if he had a secret meaning in his statement, as mine was intended to deliver one. Of course, I was honest as many of my undies are black, and I feel so sexy in them.

Hubby was already in bed hugging the edge as always, laying on his side, as I crawled in and snuggled up to his back. Reggie was on the other side as we dozed off to sleep.

Later I was awakened to realize that Reggie was against my back and I could feel his black rod pushing gently on my bottom. Oh my gosh, what am I going to do? Is he awake or dreaming? He soon rolled back over and I got up and put some more wood on the fire, pondering what to do as I realized I was very turned on by the event, and my wetness was making the inside of my thighs slick.

I made up my mind and returned to bed, pulled my jogging pants down to my knees exposing my bare white bottom in case Reggie returned to his previous position against me. He soon rolled back to me and I could feel him pushing gently against my bottom again with his black joystick. I knew my Hubby would sleep through hell, explosions or whatever as he was a heavy sleeper. To wake him before his sleep was out was always a major undertaking so I had no worry about him knowing what was about to happen.

I moved my hand back and parted my cheeks and pushed back against the rigid rod and felt it slip into place and Reggie stated to slowly push in and out and then he became more intense driving his rod hard and fast as I acknowledged every stroke with a moan and motion of my own. He was now holding tightly around my waist as he pulled me to him.

I soon felt the eruption that triggered my own orgasm as I shuddered and then went stiff and then withered. I felt him slowly withdraw and without a word rolled over and went to sleep. I knew that I had pleased Dale's boss and was reflecting on how good I felt as I dozed off to sleep.

I awoke to find that Dale and Reggie had departed for the early morning hunt, and realizing they would soon return for coffee and breakfast, I got up and made coffee and prepared to cook omelets. I was in a dream state, knowing that I had captured the fancy of my hubby's boss, had pleased him and him me and hopefully had enhanced Dale's chance of receiving the promotion. I really love black, I thought, not only my undies but my new lover, and I love the contrast of black on my white body.

As the guys returned from the early morning hunt, Dale said, "Honey, Reggie really scored big on his fist day. He got a nice buck this morning." Reggie retorted, "Yes, my first day has been a real surprise," as he looked at me and smiled.

Upon finishing his second Spanish omelet, Reggie said, "These omelets are really great, thanks Martha. Dale is really lucky to have you as his wife."

I could hardly wait until we were all in bed that night as I wanted to show Reggie what a good wife I really was. After hubby went to sleep, snoring and on his edge of the bed, (thank goodness for his habits).

I moved over to Reggie and noticed that his black rod was already erect and waiting for my attention. I caressed it with my hands and looked at it in the moonlight shining through the window, kissing it and gently licking the head and he moaned under his breath.

H whispered to me that he wanted my white pussy to take him as I slid over to top of him and pushed down making his black cock disappear in my waiting woman's blanket, as I thrust up and down making his black rod massage my clit and explore all of canal, he was soon throbbing and pumping his black seed into his grateful white mistress.

I was on the edge and had an instant orgasm as we sank into each other's arms, where we stayed and caressed each other for a long time, then I took my wifely position to my husband's back, wanting to be in my usual place when he awoke.

Our week continued with me and Dale's boss exploring our sexual desires with reckless abandon as hubby slept only a few feet away dreaming of and hoping to be promoted. I was doing my part for sure.

I dreamed about Reggie and I being in the cabin alone, as my hubby attended to business in the field far away somewhere. I would remove my outer clothes as Reggie watched and reveal my black lacy undies contrasting my milky white body, for Reggie to remove and so he could play with his white mistress. Our every move being a contrast of black and white moving in a passionate embrace and ending with the greatest orgasm one could hope for.

Yes, black is sexy and black is great sex, and hubby has his promotion, I am sure.