Was I a cuckold for a long time?

I work as a college professor, and my wife, Grace, worked in a beauty salon. We’re both 45 years old. Recently, my wife confessed to me that she wanted sex with a black guy. The thing is, military personnel often come to our city for vacation, and there are a lot of young men who wouldn’t mind having sex with any woman if she expressed a desire.

Grace told me that some of her clients shared passionate stories about sex with young men, especially black men, who were having their first experience with such guys. Recently, the beauty salon where my wife worked was closed for renovations, and she sometimes received regular clients at home. She had a lot of free time. And these fantasies took over.

After these thoughts, I began to wonder if my wife could have been cheating on me while I was away at conferences for a couple of days, sometimes a week. But we never discussed it, we left room for freedom in our marriage, and it’s been strong for 25 years now. So I told my wife I was fine with her fulfilling her sexual fantasy. I didn’t want to be an observer or learn details from her. It was important to me that she would be safe when it happened. So we decided that the meeting would take place in our house.

Then Grace told me she’d met a suitable guy at a local club where she went with an old client. They arranged a date for Saturday. I said okay, I was just about to start working at college. They had the whole house to themselves. I waited until this guy came to our house, and then I left.

I couldn’t get to work because I couldn’t get over the thought of my wife having sex with a young black guy right in our house. So I turned around and drove back. I parked a distance away and snuck up to our house. I knew I could watch unnoticed through our bedroom window from the bushes in our yard.

My wife was already lying naked on our bed, and a black guy was climbing on top of her. His black cock was already hard, huge, and wet. My wife had obviously already sucked this giant to get it hard. He lowered himself onto my wife and began kneading and licking her boobs and nipples, while his hard black cock rubbed against her pussy and stomach.

Then he lifted her legs slightly and began slowly entering my wife’s pussy. He moved fucking my wife’s pussy, and I could see how much she enjoyed it. She stroked his shoulders and arms, and her lips moved saying something.

Then he began to speed up and was practically lying on my wife’s body. They kissed. My wife moaned beneath him. And then she came. I heard her scream loudly: «I’m cumming, I’m cumming!» And soon this guy, too, apparently came inside my wife. After that, they lay on top of each other.

It looked like two lovers making love for a long time. My dick was hard, and I squeezed it in my pants, afraid to cum. Only when they finished I was able to relax and come in my underwear. After that, I went to my car. I couldn’t shake the thought that this wasn’t the first time my wife had been fucking other men. I don’t know where it happened, maybe even at our house.

It excited me so much. I didn’t want to question my wife about it. But I really enjoyed knowing about it and watching it. I figured I wouldn’t mind if she did it again.