My wife enjoys my masculine inadequacy

I turned 51 last month. And some time ago, I stopped satisfying my wife, Melony. She will soon be 49 years old. She retained all her feminine beauty and allure. Her hair was thick, her breasts large and soft, and her figure still appealed to men.

I watched her slowly move to the music that evening at our house. We had invited Caleb, a 29-year-old black man, to dinner. I had once interacted with him at work. And that’s when my wife noticed him.

He always exuded immense strength, was tall and confident. We spent time in the living room after dinner. Melony turned on some jazz and moved slowly near Caleb holding a glass. She smiled and literally glowed with sexuality and femininity. I watched from the sidelines trying to concentrate on reading the news. Caleb, meanwhile, was devouring my wife with his eyes. A sly smirk never left his face.

She moved sensually around him touching his shoulders. Then she heard one of her favorite songs and invited him to dance.

• Would your husband like to join you? – Caleb asked.
• Oh, he’s so tired from work! – my wife cooed. She took his hand and pulled it.

He stood up. Now they moved slowly together. Melony stroked his shoulders and arms. And he slid his hands over her waist and lower back. She laughed throwing her head back. I felt the sexual tension. They flirted openly. And then they whispered. Caleb’s gaze slid over me. It was the mocking look of a confident and strong man looking at a weak opponent.

I could only be a spectator. I understood I was powerless, and my wife wanted to enjoy it. They saw no resistance from me and enjoyed each other. Their movements became more revealing, and the evening grew hotter.

• You’re not in a hurry, are you, Caleb? – my wife asked.
• No.
• Honey, it’s very late. I’ll go get ready for bed.

Melony looked at me for a second and then turned back to Caleb. She decided to humiliate me in my own home! I froze in my chair, unable to move.

They headed down the hallway to the second floor. That’s where our bedroom was. I couldn’t believe my wife was going to have sex with another man right there in our bedroom! Then their voices faded. I still couldn’t move.

But then I got up and headed to the second floor. They were already in the bedroom. I could hear their voices from there. The hallway was semi-dark, and a dim light shone from the room. My wife had already undressed down to her underwear. And Caleb looked at her standing by the closet.

Then she walked up to him and began unbuttoning his shirt. He kissed her hungrily and hugged her body. She lifted her leg to his waist. Then he grabbed her by the ass and lifted her up continuing to kiss her.

He laid my wife on the bed. Then he began to undress in front of her. He slowly removed his clothes. When he reached his panties, my wife screamed. There was a hint of pleasure in his voice. His black cock spilled out of his underwear. It was a large black cock, many times longer and thicker than mine. His body was young, strong, and beautiful.

I felt helpless, my hands trembling. Meanwhile, he hovered over my wife. It was like a demonstration of strength and dominance. I felt powerless.

And then he entered my wife. I heard her moans of pleasure. Their bodies touched, and Melony’s legs were already resting on his ass. He drove his cock into my wife. And I watched, helpless. Caleb looked at me. He just watched and continued fucking my wife.

• Look, what a real man should do for his woman! – he said looking at me.
• Oh, yes, I’ve been waiting for this for so long! – my wife moaned under the black cock.

I felt humiliated and ashamed of my failure. Caleb continued to fuck my wife, and her moans echoed throughout our bedroom. Then I felt aroused.

• Do you like this? – he asked me.

I couldn’t answer. I took out my cock and began to jerk off. While the black man fucked my wife, I felt aroused by this shame. Melony screamed with pleasure. She really liked it. Caleb took possession of my wife. She came on his black cock. I came from shame and arousal.

• Now she belongs to the black cock. She really likes it. – he continued.

Caleb sped up and came right inside my wife. I was ready to fall to the floor. But I held on. Our bedroom smelled of sex and arousal. I leaned against the wall in the hallway and then ran to the guest bathroom. It feels like this isn’t my bedroom anymore.