After years of exposing my wife and leaving videos open on the computer of white wives being a slut for black cocks, she finally has chosen to get a black boy friend. She told me when she agreed to try it just to shut me up. One night she dressed in her sexiest dress with garter belt, stockings and 4 inch heels with a thin white blouse with a slinky dress that just reached mid thigh. When she'd sit on a bar stool you could see about an inch of bare skin above her lace top stockings. She didn't want to go out where anyone would know us. So we drove to the city an hour away. I researched and found a mostly black night club.

 

I sent her in 10 minutes a head of me I waited outside till it was time for me to enter and find  a seat where I could watch my wife who was sitting across the bar from me. She already had downed her first drink  when a black middle aged man approach her and offer to buy her a drink. She accepted it as her pulled a stool closer to hers. I couldn't hear everything they were saying but I caught enough to get an idea of the conversation. My wife drinks vodka on the rocks. She was on her fourth one and was opening up, nicely.

 

by the end of her forth drink the black guy was leaning in close to her and whispered in her ear. I could tell by his arm movements that his hand must have been on her thigh.the music had started, so I couldn't hear them anymore. As I watched her reacting to what he was saying all seemed good. She got up to go to the ladies room, so after a minute I followed and waited for her to come out. 

She told me he was nice and he had already found out she wasn't wearing panties. And as they danced closely she could feel his hard 

cock as he pressed it against her hot pussy. She tod him she was supposed to meet me there two hours ago, but I called and told her I'd be a couple of hours. I had been sitting in a darker place on my side of the bar, so I could act like I could shore up, finally.

 

I left the bar to retrieve my sort jacket and approached them. As I approached I could see his hand n her thigh, well above her stocking tops. She had our eyes closed as her played with her pussy. I walked up and startled him a bit as I said "well it looks like you two are getting along fine. My wife opened her eyes, smiled and introduced me to Terry. We shook hands. Terry offered to buy another round, but I asked if he knew of a quieter and dimmer place we could go to. He smiled and said he did. So he payed ad we left.        

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