You basically know that your wife is cheating, but it's not really cheating since she barely tries to hide it and you don't complain.

So when she tells you she's visiting her good friend who moved one state over to be with her new boyfriend, you play along. You're pretty certain that she's going through the motions to protect the last vestiges of your pride and you're kinda turned on by the idea of her with another man overnight. Plus, this gives you privacy to raid her panty drawer, wear some of her lingerie while you jerk your tiny, barely erect pricklet all night to various kinds of depraved porn.

But what you don't know is that she's been in love with me, a black man, for nearly five years, that I've been fucking her bareback ever since meeting her at a sex party all those years ago.  You don't know that she's exclusive to me, except when I give her to my friends, and how much she enjoys watching when I fuck other women the same rough way she likes to take by huge cock...deep and rough in every hole.  You don't know that we'll spend the night together in my expensive hotel room after I finish my business meeting. You probably would never guess that I arrange for her to drink at the bar of the restuarant where I'm entertaining my client so that when I excuse myself for the restroom I can pull her into the back and slip my fingers into her wet pussy, make her taste it before sending her back to watch me get the waitress's phone number. She loves to watch me hunt and as a double bonus it impresses m male clientele.

You almost certainly have no idea that after parting with my client I start fucking your wife in the elevator on our way to the room and I parade her pantiless bottom all the way from the elevators to my room door, where I have her undress and suck me for a while until I have her undress me completely.  I think you'd be very impressed by the countless orgasms I give your wife, even force on her as she begs me to stop making her cum again and again, each one more intense than the next.  Maybe it's the fact that with each orgasm I rub her clit harder and harder as my cock stretches her pussy from every angle, until I'm basically smacking her pussy as my balls smack against her asshole. She makes such a mess when she squirts, I love it. Oh, you didn't know she squirts? You know, it's things like that which explain why she considers me to own her pussy like you never did. We seldom part ways without her having squirt a few times. It's not always, but tonight she's drenching the towel I put under her big white bottom before tilting her spread legs back and having her spread her shaved cunt lips wide for me.

After I eventually cum deep inside her, which is not before she's cum at least ten times (I generally count until I reach ten, then stop) and we take a small break. Do you know that I've trained her to cum immediately upon my orgasm deep inside her?  Yeah, the moment she feels my dick swell and certainly by the time she feels me flooding her, she obeys my command for her to cum and milk my cock of every last drop. Those are among her strongest orgasms. I think you can understand why.

I say we ony take a small break because she can't keep her hands to herself and her fingers are all over me, rubbing my balls, playing with my dick (she says "it's so rare to find me flaccid, it fascinates me")...what's that? No, she doesn't find your constatnly flaccid minidick fascinating. She's typically content to run her fingers up my thighs and lick my nipples until I get hard again, but tonight was special since it's Valentine's weekend. She gave me a full body massage with oil she brought. She knows how to treat her man properly. Such strong hands your wife has, I loved it, from heel to crown.

When she finishes I'm ready again to fuck her, but she likes to play a little game. She says I can't fuck her because she's still so messy from before. I don't know why this shred of theater arouses her, but I like to play along. I'll skip the details and get to the part where I pin her into laying face down, legs closed, but with my rock hard nine inch, super thick black cock raping her tight ass. Once I've fucked her enough that her ass gapes when I withdraw, I reach under her and rub her clit in time with each deep thrust. In moments she's wetting herself with orgasms. I cum in her ass and we fall asleep, her head on my chest.

I should tell you that in the morning I awoke to her sucking me, which eventually turned into her laying with her head hanging off the bed so I could properly fuck her mouth. Well, as properly as I can, considering that her throat is literally too narrow to take all my thick cock. Eventually, I fuck her pussy, but I come through with my promise to cum in her mouth.  She gets in the shower and prepares to go to work while I sleep more, but when she wakes me to say goodbye and I tell her how good she looks, she eventually stops fighting my attempts to mount her across the hotel armchair, provided I promise to not mess up her hair. I fuck her doggy style in front of the large hotel window. We're downtown, so it's nearly certain someone in the buildings across from us is watching the expressions on your wife's face.  It's a good thing she works an ninety minutes away from this city.

Since I don't want to ruin her work clothes and made her cum over twenty times last night I don't bother doing anything for her, I just want to use her body to get off one last time. A proper quickie, which you think you know something about, you one pump chump, but you really don't. So one thing I know she doesn't like is for me to stick my finger up her ass while I'm fucking her, for whatever reason.  Therefore whenever I want to casually exert domination over her, I simply let her know that her body is for my pleasure, not hers, by sticking a finger or two up her ass.  As usual, she clenches up when my finger slides inside her overly full crotch, and I get pleasure from torturing her. I say to her, do you love me and she says yes through her teeth then as I slide another finger up ass I ask her, do you know that I don't give a shit about you or what you want? The additional finger, when my cock is already stretching her, and the taboo of letting me use her like a slut, floods her pussy with juice, helping me cum in her.  
So, just so you know, when you see your wife tonight, she may or may not be wearing the same panties she put on this morning. She does keep extras in her car, just in case. But if they are the same ones, then she's been letting my cum soak into her all day at work, because she merely straightened her clothes before leaving.  She says the only thing better than how I leave her pussy sore, is when I also leave a load inside her. She likes to sit at her desk and rub herself the morning after seeing me. 

Gosh, there's so much you don't know. But I'll close with this. Those new earrings she's wearing? You bought those for her. You don't remember? Well, when your wife gave me the Christmas present of a $200 gift credit card, that was your money, you hard working, soft-dicked chump. Since I don't need the money I simply used it, ironically, to pay for her drinks at the bar, her Valentine's Day card and gift, and for parking at the hotel, which is wicked expensive, by the way. For all that you do, sharing your wife and paying for our date, thanks for being such a generous cuck.

Oh, one last thing I'm pretty sure you don't know: your wife knows you wear her underwear. Try to leave her lingerie drawer the way she likes it or she's not even going to let you eat her pussy in those rare moments she's horny enough to play with you. She thinks of me, of course, but that's natural, isn't it?