At the company Christmas party, my wife, Louise, and I

shared a table with a white couple Bernie and his wife, Babs. It had to

be the lowest status table in the whole banquet hall. We

were in a dark corner, across the room from the executive

table. Louise and I sat facing the wall. Bernie and Babs

at least were facing the room and could see what was

going on. About the only good thing about the table was

that we were so far away from the band that we could

actually hold a conversation.

"Don't count on the Nova job," Bernie was saying. "Victor

has it locked up."

"Victor." Louise literally spat the word out. "I hate

that man."

I nudged her with my leg and caught her eye in a silent

warning. I was afraid she would make a racial comment.

Earlier when we found out our seating assignments, I had

warned her that Bernie was solidly in Victor's camp.

Anything we said that was out of line would be reported

to management. One mistake and any chance I had for the

Nova job would be gone. You can’t make mistakes like that

as the only black man in this company.

"Oh, Victor's not so bad," Babs said. "He got Bernie a

nice raise last year."

He should have, I thought. Bernie had taken the heat for

Victor's screw up on the Acme job -- a job I should have

had, and could have done right.

Bernie smiled at Babs remark. "Robert and Victor are old

rivals, Honey. Whoever gets the Nova job will be able to

push our software technology to a new level. And get a

nice promotion."

That was the problem -- technology. Victor was a

politician. All he wanted was the promotion. He couldn't

design, and his code sucked. If he got the job, there

wouldn't be any new technology, just a mess.

The light darkened even more as someone approached the

table. It was Victor. "Merry Christmas, Bernie," he said

as he shook Bernie's hand. "Babs, how nice to see you

again." But instead of shaking her hand, he brought it up

to his lips.

I would have felt corny doing something like that, but

Victor could get away with it. White guys always get away with things like that. He was a tall white man

that kept in good shape. And he was so immaculately

dressed in an expensive suit that he looked like an exec.

Probably that was why he was sitting near them.

But I wasn't fooled, when he bent over Babs' hand, I saw

him checking out her cleavage.

"Robert," he said as he extended his hand. "Having a good

time, I hope."

I smiled as we shook. "Yeah, good party. I don't think

you've met my wife. Louise this is Victor."

That was the thing. You had to be polite, even in the

lower levels of management. And especially when your

rival is kissing your wife's hand and making it obvious

that he is looking down her dress.

"A pleasure," he said to Louise then looked over to Babs.

"Bernie, you have to let me dance with Babs."

After he led her away, Louise leaned over and whispered

in my ear. "Did you see the way he looked at me. I

wondered for a moment if I was naked."

"He's just trying to get me mad so I'll do something

stupid."

She looked at me with an amused smile then nudged me then

and nodded over to Bernie. He was oblivious to us.

Instead he stared rather anxiously at the dance floor.

Well, I thought, I'd be worried too if Victor had my

wife.

A few minutes later Bernie's smile signaled the return of

Victor and Babs.

"Robert," Victor said, "I would love a dance with

Louise."

"Sure, just remember where you got her."

My turn to worry. But fortunately, Bernie took Babs for a

dance too, leaving me all alone so I was able to turn

around and watch without, I hoped, looking like a nervous

husband.

However, I should have stayed facing the wall. It was a

slow dance and Victor kept Louise at the edge of the

floor where I could see them. He did it deliberately too

because I saw him glance over at me, and when he saw me

watching, he tried to pull her close.

At first Louise resisted but as he turned her, she too

saw me watching. That was my big mistake because teasing

me is Louise's favorite game. She let him pull her close,

and on the next turn Victor smirked at me as his hand

drifted down onto Louise's firm brown ass. She lifted his hand back

up to her waist, but she was still smiling when he turned

her enough so that she could again look at me.

After that, the two of them really got into the game,

taking turns watching me and getting increasing bold with

every turn. On the next turn, Victor watched me as he put

his hand back on her ass. Louise left it there which

encouraged Victor to get even bolder. He moved her around

so they were dancing in a half open position, with one

boob against his chest and the other out a little way

from him. Since they were dancing almost side by side,

they both watched me on the next turn as Victor put his

paw on her breast.

When Louise starts a game, she plays hard. For the rest

of the dance, she let Victor openly fondle her brown boob and

rub her ass while they both laughed at me.

I didn't know what to think. It was humiliating, yet my

cock was hard as a rock. I couldn't remember ever being

so excited.

The only thing that saved us from a major scandal was

that Victor seemed to have enough sense to only make his

moves on the part of the turns where I was the only one

who could see. Nonetheless, I was relieved when the dance

ended and they returned to the table. Eventually someone

had to notice.

"I'll get the next round," Victor announced as he seated

Louise. "What's everyone drinking?"

However, Bernie and Babs excused themselves, saying that

it was late and that they had to get the baby-sitter

home. So after Victor left to fetch the drinks, Louise

and I were left sitting alone.

Louise slipped her hand under the table and felt my

dick. She laughed at finding me hard. "Oh, what's this?

Did hubby get a little excited?"

"Damn, Louise," I said. "How do you expect me to compete

with a man that's had his hands all over my wife?"

She gave me a quick kiss. "Relax. We've done more than

this with your friends. Just think about how much fun

you'll have later when you fuck me. Besides, it’s exciting

having a white man feel me up. We’ve never been with a white

couple before and I can tell you’re liking it!" She massaged my

dick under the table and gave me a wink.

She had me there.

***

It had all started one night when we had my friend Andy

over for dinner. After steaks we sat in the den and

worked on our second bottle of wine. Louise sat next to

Andy on the couch while I relaxed in the recliner. As we

were laughing at some of his jokes, I became aware that

Louise was sitting unusually close to Andy. She had her

legs folded up on the couch and was leaning an arm on his

shoulder.

I think she was waiting for me to notice because when I

did, she eyed me for a moment then turned and gave Andy a

brief kiss on the lips. Andy returned the kiss, but the

way his eyes widened, I knew he was as surprised as me.

Louise laughed at our expressions and asked, "Robert,

would it be all right if I necked a bit with Andy? Just a

bit?"

"Well... yeah... I guess so..." I knew that it wasn't

manly to let her neck with Andy, but she always made it a

point to greet my friends with a hug and a kiss. I would

have felt foolish making a fuss over a few extra kisses.

Actually nothing much happened. Just some open mouth

kissing with an occasional flicker of tongue. The most

interesting part was the way she kept glancing over at me

between kisses. I suppose she enjoyed the kissing, but

the excitement seemed to come from doing it in front of me.

As for me, I discovered that watching them made my cock

hard. And that was significant. I had problem with

getting fully erect. Fortunately, Louise was

understanding about it and we had worked out a system for

love making. Out typical session consisted of using lots

of oil so I could slip my half-hard cock into her. It

wasn't enough to get either of us off, but we had

discovered that she could cum if I went down on her

afterwards. And once she was satisfied, she would keep me

company while I jacked myself off to a climax.

After Andy left that night, we were both really hot and

had great sex. The best part was that I stayed fully

erect. We must have fucked for an hour. It did turn out

that neither of us could cum from the fucking, but it

felt great and we both got off in our usual way

afterwards. All-in-all a great night.

So thereafter, necking with my friends became a regular

part of our social life -- and a necessary prelude to our

sex life. She did it with Leo at his apartment, Mike at a

movie, and with all three of them while I drove us to and

from Vegas one weekend. We always had great sex

afterwards.

At first it was just kissing, but before long she began

letting the guys fondle her breasts. And of course, they

soon progressed to stripping her to the waist. One night

she invited all three of them over to dinner and served

it while wearing nothing but thong panties. And just the

weekend before the Christmas party, she had let Andy take

off her panties and finger fuck her black pussy.

***

"Here we go." Victor's return interrupted our

conversation. He sat the drinks down and pulled Bernie's

chair around so he could sit next to my wife. Immediately

one arm went around her, and as he leaned forward to

speak to me, he used his free hand to start fondling her

breast again. "So Robert, nice wife you have. I like these

boobs."

The white bastard. And Louise didn't make it any easier

-- under the table, she tightened her hand around my

cock. It sent a thrill through me as I stared at his

hand. It was cupped around her boob while he rubbed at

her nipple with his thumb.

I glanced up to see them both grinning at me, waiting to

see what I would do. I had to speak up. "That's my wife

you've got your hands on."

"Yes, but we all know you're not going to make a scene.

Are you?"

"Well no... But take it easy. Neither of us can afford a

scandal."

"You worry too much. Let's have some fun." He leaned

Louise forward to unzip her dress and unhooked her bra.

Then he sat her back and slipped the dress and bra straps

over her shoulder and made her slip her arms from the

sleeves. As the material fell to her lap, he pulled her

face to his. Their contrasting complexion was exciting as they kissed while his hand roamed over the bare flesh of her big brown boobs.

Damn. He had my wife half naked in public. I kept glancing around, making sure nobody was looking our way. But we were

okay. I continually glanced around the room and saw that no

one was staring at us. And Louise's body was shielded

from view by her coat draped over the back of her chair.

But this was dangerous as hell. If anyone bothered to

look they would see them kissing. And if anyone came

over, we were dead.

"Damn, Victor, you're going to get us fired."

He broke of the kiss to look at me as he thought it over. He leaned foreword toward me “Hey, calm down, if you haven’t noticed already nobody cares about this area of the room. You’re black ass is barely tolerated in the company as it is. The only reason you still have a job here is because I stuck up for you after that ACME screw up. They wanted a scapegoat and they were gonna fire YOU! So I asked Bernie to take the blame and tell everyone I screwed up to cover for keeping

management from canning the nigger.”

“Hey you don’t need to use that language around me and my...” He leaned back in his chair, “Didn’t you hear that I saved your ass. All you heard was NIGGER. I saved you from being fired. Maybe you’re starting to think you some kind of uppity nigger. You owe me! The least you can do is shut up and let me enjoy this prime piece of dark meat your wife

has to offer. It’s better than anything you can do for me.

I sat there taken back. Louise lifted her hand up and turned Victors face toward hers. She leaned in and started tonguing him. He reached his hand back up and started massaging her brown tittie. She removed her hand from my dick and placed it on his. God, if I wasn’t so excited

I’d be pissed. She really knew how to get me going. Victor broke off the kiss, "Hey, let's take her up to my room."

"No way." Playing around was one thing, but if he got her

up to his room, he would try to fuck her.

"Up to you," he said. He pushed her dress, panties, and

panty hose down off her hips and past her knees, then

helped her extract her feet. The clothing went into my

lap to deal with as he leaned her back into the seat.

Except for her shoes and jewelry, Louise was completely

naked.

This time as they kissed, he spread her out, putting one

leg across mine and the other across his. I could see his

white hand snake down to her black pussy. I could feel her stiffen as he slipped a finger into her.

I was torn between fear of getting caught and fear of

what would happen in his room. Fear of getting caught won

out. "Okay," I said. "You win. Let's take her to your

room."

"All right," he said. "Be a good boy and I'll let you

watch me fuck this pretty nigger wife of yours."

"No way you're going to do that," I said. But when I

looked at Louise, her head was slightly back, her mouth

half open with passion. Damn, I thought, she might

actually let him do it. But I would have to deal with

that later. For now, I had to get her out of here.

"Come on," I said. "You can have plenty of fun without

fucking her. Let's get her clothes on."

Victor overruled me. "I want her naked. We'll just put

her coat on."

At least he had agreed to move. So while he helped Louise

get her arms into the coat sleeves, I folded up her

clothes. Then they stood up and walked out with their

arms around each other while I tailed along behind them.

The coat was too short. It barely covered her ass. And it

didn't help that Victor pulled it up a little with the

arm he had around her waist. I could see several of the

guys, some that I knew, staring at her exposed brown ass cheeks

as we left. Damn, we were toast.

In the elevator, Victor stood behind Louise, opened her

coat, and cupped her boobs with both hands. Then he

pulled the coat down over her shoulders and let it drop

down her arms. She let it fall to the floor and stood

there naked before me with Victor behind her, one hand

playing with her tits, the other rubbing her pussy. But

they didn't kiss -- they were too busy grinning at me as

I watched them.

When the elevator door opened, Victor and Louise just

stepped out, leaving the coat on the floor. I quickly

bent over to pick it up and hurried after them. On the

way out, I bumped into a fat guy backing into the

elevator door. I don't think he even noticed me. He was

too focused on watching Victor's hand caress Louise's

naked brown ass as they walked down the hall.

When we stepped into Victor's room, Louise began laughing.

"Did you see that guy's eyes. I always thought that bit

about them popping out of someone's head was just and

expression."

I laughed too. "You should have seen me trying to get out

of the elevator. I think he was glued to the floor."

"There is some bourbon and ice on the table, Robert,"

Victor said. "Fix us a drink."

"Yes sir. Coming right up."

That caught Louise's attention. She laughed again -- at

me this time -- and turned to Victor. "What about me,

boss man? What do you want me to do?"

"You can entertain me," Victor said as he hung up his

coat. He turned to face her and began undoing his tie.

"Jump up and down and let me see your tits bounce."

“Yes sir” Louise said and did as she was told. She kicked off her shoes and stood naked in the middle of the floor bouncing up and

down for Victor. Her D cup brown boobs were too firm to flop around

much but they did have a nice jiggle to them. And I

especially liked the way she watched me the whole time.

This was turning out to be the best tease she’s ever

done.

Victor was having fun too. When I offered him his drink

he took it from me and said, "Enjoy the show

Robert." Victor undressed, revealing his massive white dick. Then he sat down naked in a chair and told Louise, "Come here. Bend over and shake your big nigger titties from

side to side for daddy."

As Louise leaned over, her boobs hung down so that she

could shake them for Victor. She started off slow,

letting them swing from side to side, then built up speed

until they were really shaking. This time, though, she

wasn't watching me. She was too busy checking out

Victor's big white cock as it stretched half hard across

his leg. He had me beat there.

"You like what you see?" Victor asked her.

"It's enormous." And it was. Even half hard it was much

longer and thicker than my cock ever got.

"You can kiss it," he told her.

"No way," I objected.

"So you're going to renege?" Victor asked. "You did say I

could have fun as long as I didn't fuck her. Didn't you?"

Damn. I couldn't remember exactly what I had said, so I

had to concede the point. "Okay. A deal's a deal."

"So the rules are," Louise asked as she bent over and got down on her knees in front of victor, "he gets to do anything

he wants with your me, except fuck me. Is that right?"

I nodded. "Right."

"Okay." She laughed again and reached for Victor's cock.

But he stopped her. "No hands. Just your lips and

tongue."

That's another thing about Louise -- she likes a good

challenge. She put her hands on her hips and leaned

forward until her lips met Victor's cock. She kissed it a

few times then ran her tongue down its length. Then she

moved back to its head and tried to get it into her

mouth. That was a challenge. The big bulb at the end of

his cock seemed too big for her mouth. But she kept at

it, using her tongue to position it against his leg and

stretching her lips over it.

Finally she sucked it in and searched for me with a look

of triumph. When she found me naked on my knees next to

them, she let her eyes scan down my body to my crotch

where my hand was busy stroking my cock. It must be hard

to giggle with a cock in your mouth, but she did.

I guess the sight of me getting off on watching her suck

a big white cock spurred her on because she kept watching

me out of the corner of her eyes as she slowly started

working Victor's cock deeper into her mouth. It didn't

help her that his cock was growing as it hardened. But

the way she was bent over at the waist with her head up

served to straighten out her throat. Several times she

gagged, but she would just pull out a little then go at

it again. Eventually she worked her lips all the way down

to his blond pubic hair.

Once she had gotten it all the way in, she slowly pulled

away until it was almost out of her mouth, then began

sliding it back into her. She did this several times and

I could actually see her throat expanding and contracting

with the bulk of his cock as she slid it in and out.

"On your knees," Victor ordered her as he stood up.

Louise started using her hands to

stroke his cock as she sucked on its head. My position on

my knees next to her gave me a great view of the action.

Victor pulled Louise to her feet and pushed her onto her

back on the bed. Then he knelt on the floor, pulled her

towards him until her brown ass was on the edge of the bed, and

began rubbing his white cock on her pussy.

"Hey," I complained. "No fucking, remember."

"I remember," he said. "But it's not really fucking if I

just slip my dick into her."

"Yes, fucking calm down and shut up!" Louise said. She was getting too hot to smile, but

I could tell that she was still teasing me. "Let him do

it. I want to feel what's like to have a really big, hard

white cock in me."

"Okay, but you can't fuck her."

He pushed the head of his cock into her and began pumping

away, trying to force his cock deeper into her black cunt.

"Damn," I protested. "You're not supposed to fuck her."

"Relax. It'll hurt her if I just push in with one

stroke."

He was pushing his cock a little ways into her then

pulling almost all the way out before pushing in again.

With each stroke his cock did go a little deeper, but I

could tell that he was holding back, moving real slow and

not pushing as hard as he could so that he could prolong

the action.

It was hard to take my eyes off the sight of a big white

cock working its way into my wife's black pussy, but did glance

up once to see Louise watching me. "God, it's big," she

said. "It feels so fucking good."

I looked back down to see that Victor had bottomed out.

He was still using long strokes to pull nearly out then

sliding in until their pelvic bones met.

"Hey. Stop," I said. "We had a deal that you wouldn't

fuck my wife. It's enough that I let you put your cock in

her."

"Take it easy," Victor said. "It isn't a real fuck unless

I cum in her."

I looked at Louise, but she was out of it. Her head was

back, mouth open, and eyes glazed over as she reveled in

the feel of a really big cock fucking her.

I gave in. "Okay. You can do anything you want to my

wife. Just don't cum in her. We don't use protection and

this is her fertile time."

"Shit," Victor said.

I wasn't sure what he meant, but I let it go so that I

could concentrate on watching him fuck my wife. Gradually

his strokes got shorter and faster, and his breathing

became more labored. Louise began bucking back at him,

trying to help him fuck her. And her eyes were now

focused on me, but she was too gone with passion to grin

at me. This was no longer a tease -- it was a fuck.

"This is your lucky day, Robert," Victor said between

gasps for breath. He was fucking furiously now. "Not only

do you get to watch me fuck your wife, you get to watch

me knock her up."

Shit. But too late. Victor bucked and groaned as he shot

his sperm into my wife's unprotected pussy. I could see

his ass cheeks clinching and his body jerking as he

unloaded shot after shot into her.

Finally he stopped moving as he knelt there, with his cock

still in my wife, he worked to catch his breath as his white cum leaked out from around his dick and down the crack of her black ass.

After a few moments he looked around to see me on my

knees next to him stroking my fully erect cock. "Okay,

man," he said as he moved away. "Your turn."

But as I moved to position myself between her legs,

Louise reached down with a hand to keep me away. "No. Not

that."

"No," she said. "Come here

and lay down beside me. You too, Victor."

We lay down on either side of her and she rolled over to

face Victor and began kissing him. "Hey, what about me?"

I asked.

She rolled over on top of Victor and buried her tounge in his mouth again

before looking at me. She was still breathing heavy, but

I could see her smile start to return as she said, "I

want to watch you jack off while I neck with Victor."

So I laid there beside them and resumed stroking myself.

After a while, she sat up straddling Victor so that he

could fondle her tits while she watched me.

Victor, who had been silent while he rested, spoke up.

"So you like getting fucked in front of your husband," he

asked.

"Yes," she said then added. "You asshole, you probably

knocked me up."

"So?"

"Well," my wife said as she grinned at me and sunk her black pussy back onto Victors already hard dick. "I do want a

family. And Robert can't cum in me. So, you’re going to have to fuck me from now on!"

That did it. I shot my load into the air.

***

Actually things worked out pretty good for us. I got the

Nova job and now Victor, Andy, Leo, and Mike all work with

me. I think they like it. The work is good, and after

all, it's not every day a guy lets his co-worker fuck his

wife. Louise is about to deliver Victors first baby and she already wants more. As long as she doesn’t leave me she can have whatever she wants.

THE END