Mel and I are 38 and 36 years old. We’ve been together for 14 years. The first few years were very passionate, like all couples, but then habit set in. By 35, I knew her body better than my own. I knew how she cums from slow licks, knew how she likes it when I entered her from behind and held her hair. But I also knew that was no longer enough for her.
She didn’t cheat on me. And I was too mired in work to seek sexual pleasures elsewhere. I understood we still loved each other, but my wife was bored in our marriage. Then Mel came to me and told me point-blank that she wanted to feel weak, desired, taken hard, roughly, and for a long time. She frankly said that she’d tried fantasizing about it with me. It didn’t work. And she needed other men, big and dark.
Then I thought that she was probably into interracial porn, of which there was a lot. I didn’t make a scene of jealousy; I thought, so be it, if it makes my wife happy. Then I simply asked: «Can I watch?» I remember her crying with relief.
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