Debbie examined the shirt collar again with a disgusted
smirk on her face. She had enough of Scott’s crap. This
wasn’t the first time she found lipstick on his
clothing.

Scott had been coming home late ever other evening from
work and he expected her to stay home and wait and be
his servant. Wash his cloths, make his dinner, keep the
house clean. It was the same old thing day after day
and she was tired of Scott lying to her about his
affairs with these tramps he has been hanging with
after work.

Debbie knew that Scott always depended on her being
there when he got home. It didn’t matter to him that
she accused him of cheating on her, he would just deny
it.

They argued for a week when she found a phone number
stuck in pocket of his pants. When Debbie called the
number, a man answered who happened to be the husband
of the woman’s name on the note.

Scott yelled at her the next day for calling the number
and trying to start trouble. She just didn’t get it!
Scott gets to screw around and she is supposed to stay
at home like a dump housewife and take it.

Debbie threatened Scott so many times with divorce and
even told Scott she was going to find a man to screw.
Of course, he would never believe her. Scott knew
Debbie didn’t have the guts to go out and screw
someone.

Debbie knew that as well and she loved Scott but she
would like to give him something to think about. Maybe
if she just went out to a bar or club somewhere and
just had a couple drinks and maybe listened to music.

Debbie laughed to herself as she thought about coming
home and telling Scott she was out at a bar dancing
with other men. He’d be jealous and he might even be
mad but at least he would see that she wasn’t going to
stay here at home any more and act like a little
innocent housewife and turn her back to his infidelity.

**

The next morning Debbie was on her way to the mall to
shop for a new dress. Her mind was in deep thought. She
told Scott last night that she was going out to buy a
new dress. He was curious to know why she needed a new
dress.

She didn’t give him an answer but made herself
perfectly clear that she wasn’t going to stay home
while he messed around on her any longer. She heard the
typical story about how she was imagining these things.

Scott told her to go out and buy the new dress if it
made her happy. Scott even went as far as to tell her
she could go out if she wanted. Scott said he had to
work late this Friday and didn’t care if she went out
to “See a movie” as he said.

Yeah. Scott would never guess she would walk into a bar
or club on her own. If he was going to cheat on her
than at least she could go out and have a few drinks
and maybe dance with a few guys.

There were so many things missing in their marriage.
After six years, Debbie wanted to have children. Scott
allowed her to stop taking the pill two years ago but
nothing ever happened. Scott finally went to a doctor
and they told him he had a low sperm count.

The doctor told him it was possible to conceive a child
but he was never home long enough to practice. Debbie
tried everything with Scott, wearing sexy lingerie and
surprising him late at night when he came home.

Debbie wasn’t stupid. She was only turning a blind eye
on what was really going on. He was screwing other
women and she was in denial. He’d come home drunk and
smelling from perfume and liquor and wouldn’t have any
interest in having sex.

She was going to turn thirty this June and what did she
have to show for six years of marriage?
Scott was a cheating husband that didn’t seem to care
about her or her feelings.

Debbie found a dress in one of the specialty shops. It
was black halter styled dress which tied around the
neck. A plunging neckline allowed a peak at her
cleavage. It tied around the waist with a thin ribbon
and was asymmetrical around the hem, revealing her
right leg far above her knee.

She bought matching black heels and a nice black pair
of panties’. The material was thin but she couldn’t
wear a bra because of the plunging back. The black
dress contrasted with her long blonde hair.

Scott didn’t ask her anything about shopping for a new
dress that night, Debbie figured he must have forgot or
wasn’t interested. She assumed that he didn’t believe
her when she said she was going out Friday night.

At coffee Friday morning, Scott mentioned to Debbie not
to fix dinner because he was going to be late. She
didn’t bother reminding him that she was going out that
night.

Debbie showered and got dressed early that evening. She
was happy the way the dress looked and finished
applying her makeup. She used her favorite perfume and
when she was ready to go, she placed a note on the bed
for Scott letting him know she went out dancing.

Debbie drove along the busy street which was about a
mile outside Tampa. She finally saw one of the clubs
she had on her mind and pulled into the parking lot.
She was nervous as she got out of the car.

She already felt dirty walking toward the building
wearing the sexy black dress. It wasn’t that she had
anything on her mind like picking up a guy. She just
didn’t feel right tonight.

Debbie walked through the door, there were men starring
at her when she walked past them. She found an empty
seat at the bat and sat down and ordered a drink.

She looked around the club while sipping her drink
through the straw trying to see what kinds of people
were in the club. She saw a few couples dancing but it
seemed as if there were more singles lurking around.

It didn’t take long before a few guys started to ask
her to dance and at first Debbie turned them down than
after awhile she started to accept their offers.

Debbie spent most of her time on the dance floor and
after four hours at the club, she must have danced with
more than twenty different men and had more than a
dozen drinks bought for her. Debbie laughed at herself,
as she thought that she could go out to a club like
this and never buy a drink.

Luckily she was able to talk with the bar tender and he
started to make her drinks really weak for her so she
wouldn’t get too drunk.

Debbie was sitting back at the bar listening to the
music when a man with a deep voice whispered into her
ear, “May I ask you to dance?”

Debbie turned her head and saw a tall black man
standing behind her so she nervously smiled at him and
didn’t want to be rude and accepted his offer to dance.

They danced a couple songs and the man introduced
himself as Jason as he followed her back to the bar.

Jason had to stand next to Debbie while they spoke, the
other stools were taken in the crowded club. Jason
seemed like a nice guy as he got acquainted with
Debbie.

Debbie learned that Jason was single and had just
returned form being in Iraq for a year. She told him
she was married and had just visited the club for the
very first time to have a few drinks and listen to the
music.

As they spoke, the club kept filling up with more
people. Jason suggested going to a bar across the
street that he knew that wouldn’t be so crowded. Debbie
was reluctant to go with him but she changed her mind
several minutes later.

The place was directly across the street so Debbie
decided to leave her car parked where it was.

Jason escorted her inside the small bar and easily
found an empty booth. They ordered drinks and sat
talking.

Debbie had drunk enough liquor that she began telling
Jason her problems about her husband. Under normal
conditions she wouldn’t have opened up as much as she
was to this strange black man but she really wanted to
talk about it to someone.

Debbie learned that Jason was single and had just
returned from a duty in Iraq. When he had returned
home, he found out his girlfriend ran off with another
man and got married.

Debbie never opened up to any man in her life other
than her husband and found Jason rather handsome and
extremely pleasant. The more they spoke and got
acquainted, the more relaxed she had become.

Debbie was doing most of the talking, telling Jason her
life story as they sat very close in the booth. Debbie
had never got to know a black man before tonight. She
had an opportunity to date someone in high school who
was black but never took him up on the offer.

Debbie reached out to touch Jason’s hand several times
as she sat there explaining what was going on with her
husband. Jason moved his hand to hold hers as she
continued to talk. Debbie was so busy talking she
didn’t realize they were holding hands.

Within a few minutes, Jason’s arm was around her
shoulder and they were sitting close together toward
the center of the booth. Jason made a bold move and
gently kissed Debbie on the lips.

She returned his kiss bringing her hand to his cheek
as their tongues mingled. They continued to kiss as
Jason moved his free hand down and began stroking her
upper thigh area. Debbie wasn’t wearing any stockings
so his hand moved freely until it reached the material
of her panties.

Debbie’s eyes were closed as they kissed and she waited
to feel Jason’s hand on her pussy but instead, brought
his hand up to her low cleavage and slipped his hand
under her dress and cupped her tit in his hand.

Debbie’s eyes were closed and she slowly opened her
mouth as she felt Jason begin to massage her soft skin.
He began moving his thumb on her nipple which was all
ready hard.

Jason kissed Debbie’s open mouth sending his tongue
inside as she moaned. Suddenly. Debbie thought about
the situation and broke their kiss saying, “Jason. I
don’t think I should be doing this.”

Jason only kissed her again as he continued massaging
her tit and playing with her nipple. She opened her
eyes and backed her head away a few inches and looked
into his eyes as he massaged her tit.

Debbie was turned on feeling his thumb playing with her
nipple and felt her pussy getting warm as she kissed
him again. Her mind was thinking about what she was
doing at that moment. She was kissing a black man, a
man that was a complete stranger a couple hours ago.

The fact that she was being kissed and touched by a
black man was exciting her. She was kissing him back
poking her own tongue into his mouth now. Jason was
moving his hand from one tit to the other leaving her
tits totally exposed.

The bar was very dark and nobody seemed to be looking
or even carried about them. If anyone walked to the
booth at that moment they would get an eye full of
Debbie’s huge tits as Jason played with them.

Debbie didn’t expect Jason to bend down and kiss them
but that’s exactly what he did as she wrapped her hand
around the back of his head pulling him tighter into
her tits.

Debbie kept pushing Jason’s face into her chest as he
licked her tits. She was stroking the back of his head
as she tightened her body and moved her free hand
around and held her tit to his mouth as he continued to
suck it.

Jason raised his head and kissed her again than said,
“Why don’t you and I go back to my place and we can
continue there.”

“I can’t… It wouldn’t be right… Jason… I just
can’t… You know I’m married.”

Jason had a disappointed expression on his face as
Debbie covered her tits with the thin material of the
dress.

She glanced at her watch saying, “I better leave for
home, its getting late.”

Jason pulled out an ink pen and wrote his phone number
on a napkin and gave it to Debbie saying, “I want you
to call me, I’m really interested in seeing you again.”

Debbie smiled at Jason giving him another kiss than
began sliding across the seat and stood up holding onto
the table saying, “Oh. I don’t think I can stand up
right now.”

Jason reached out to help steady her from falling
saying, “I’ll walk you to your car.”

Jason walked Debbie across the street holding her from
falling several times and when they reached the parking
lot, Jason said. “I don’t think its safe for you to
drive, let me drive you home in my car.”

“I can’t let you drive me home, my husband might see
your car and wonder who drove me home.”

“Fine. We’ll take your car and I’ll call a cab once we
get to your place to bring me back here.”

Debbie reluctantly gave Jason her car keys knowing she
couldn’t drive herself. It took almost an hour until
they pulled into Debbie’s driveway, Scott’s car was in
front of the garage.

Debbie took the car keys back from Jason saying, “Wait
outside while I go in the house and see if my husband
is asleep and call you a cab.”

Jason got out of the car and stood near the garage door
as Debbie went into the house. Debbie unlocked the
front door and entered the dark house and gently closed
the door behind her not wanting to wake Scott.

Debbie walked toward the back of the house and heard
something coming from their room. She walked down the
hallway and saw a dim light in their bedroom. Debbie
carefully peered around the doorway and gasped when she
saw a woman sitting on top of Scott with his cock fully
impaled inside her pussy.

Debbie just stood in the doorway in shock as she
watched the blonde woman holding the palm of her hands
on Scott’s chest to balance herself as she sat on his
cock.

The woman was chanting. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

Debbie’s heart sank and she wanted to scream and run in
the room and pull that woman off her husband by her
hair. She stood there for a few moments longer and
began to cry.

Debbie ran down the hall and walked out the front door
into Jason’s arms as she cried as hard as she could.
Jason wondered what was wrong but held her tight until
she was finally able to speak.

“My husband has a woman in our bedroom and he’s fucking
the bitch right now.”

Debbie continued to cry as Jason held her tight
allowing her to cry on his shoulder. She cried for
several minutes until she finally wiped her eyes and
looked into Jason’s eyes saying, “Maybe I should go in
there and let them know I saw them. Why don’t you come
into the house with me in case I need your help?”

She took Jason’s hand and walked into the house and
told Jason to wait in the living room while she
confronted her husband in the bedroom.

Debbie walked back to the room and looked inside and
saw her husband on top of the woman fucking her. She
got there just as he began groaning and watched Scott’s
ass twitching and knew he was filling her pussy with
his seed.

Debbie flipped the light switch on and Scott and the
blonde woman starred at the doorway looking at Debbie.
Scott yelled out. “Debbie.”

Scott started to climb off the woman and walk toward
the doorway but Debbie backed away and ran down the
hall into the living room and into Jason’s arms.

Scot was running behind her and caught up to her in the
living room and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw
his wife standing in the center of the room being held
by a tall black man.

“What the hell is this?”

Scott started to walk toward them as Debbie yelled,
“Stop it. Go back and fuck that whore you brought into
our house and leave me alone.”

“Who is this man? What were you doing tonight out
picking up men at the bar? You had to go out and pick
up a nigger?”

“Don’t you ever call him that? You have no right to
call anyone that nasty word. Leave me alone and get
that woman out of my house.”

Scott was walking forward again as Debbie reached out
and slapped his face saying, “How dare you come out
here and talk to someone like that after finding you
screwing a woman on our bed in our bedroom. How dare
you?”

Jason stood behind Debbie watching them argue but
making sure that nobody got hurt. Scott pointed his
finger at Jason saying, “I want you to get out of my
house right now and don’t ever come back.”

Jason didn’t want to cause any more problems and began
to turn around to walk out the door when Debbie
replied, “Wait. I don’t want you to leave as long as he
has his whore with him he can have her. You’re my
friend and I want you to stay here with me tonight.”

The other woman walked out into the living room to see
what was going on, she had wrapped one of Debbie’s
towels around her body and was standing behind Scott.

Debbie reached out and grabbed the towel away from her
saying, “Bring your own towel if you want to fuck my
husband from now on. You go right ahead and enjoy
yourself with him, you can have him.”

Debbie and Scoot argued for another twenty minutes
until Jason threatened to call the police before
somebody got hurt. Scott finally gave in and asked
Debbie if he could speak to her along.

She was very upset and Scott tried to take her hold of
her arm as they walked toward the kitchen but she
pushed him away. Debbie crossed her arms together as
she asked. “Is that the woman you have been seeing for
the past several months?”

Scott reluctantly replied and told Debbie, he had been
seeing her and she worked at his office. Her name was
Stacy and she was married. Scott apologized and said he
was sorry for what he had done but Debbie wasn’t buying
any of it.

She stood listening to his excuses and his pleading for
her forgiveness but Debbie stood firm telling him she
would have a lot to think about.

Scott said something to Debbie that shocked her and
caught her completely off guard. “Honey. Stacy lives
about twenty-five miles from here and her husband is
out of town for the weekend. Would it be all right if
she spent the night in the guest room?”

Debbie was very angry but she kept her cool as she
calmly replied, “No. I don’t want her to stay in the
guest room. Why don’t you just let her sleep in our
bedroom tonight with us and we can have a threesome
together?”

Scott must have had a lot to drink himself because
Debbie was being a smart ass and he thought she was
serious and quickly replied to her statement, “Honey. I
never thought you’d want to have sex with another
woman. That’s a great idea, I’ll go tell Stacy what you
would like her to do and tell that black guy he can
leave now.”

“No wait! Let me go out and tell Stacy she can stay
with us tonight.”

If only Scott knew how angry he had made his wife to
become but he was about to find out as he followed her
back into the living room where Jason and Stacy were
waiting.

Debbie gave the towel back to Stacy and smiled saying,
“Scott asked me to tell you it was all right to spend
the night with us and I told him it was fine. You can
go back into the bedroom and wait for Scott, he’ll be
joining you in a moment.”

Stacy just starred at Debbie knowing that something
wasn’t right about the woman’s smirk but backed away
and walked toward the bedroom. Scott had a relieved
expression on his face as he walked over to Jason and
shook his hand saying, “Well. It was nice meeting you.
Thank you for bringing my wife home.”

Scott was showing him the door until Debbie interrupted
him. “Scott. Wait. You go find out what Stacy is doing
and if you want, you can get started without me. I’ll
be in shortly.”

Scott smiled at Debbie figuring that she wanted to walk
Jason out the door and went into the bedroom. Debbie
waited until the bedroom door closed and walked over to
Jason and put her arms around him and kissed his lips.

“I want you to spend the night with me.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea. Your husband was
very angry and I know you would like to kill that
woman. Maybe it would be best if I left.”

“No. My husband told me he wanted Stacy to stay here
tonight and I finally gave in and told him it would be
fine. Now let me show you the guest room.”

Debbie walked Jason to the guest room and held him as
she kissed him again once they were standing in the
room. Debbie was holding him as she whispered, “Get
undressed and I’ll be in here shortly.”

She unbuttoned his shirt before she walked out of the
room and looked back toward Jason before leaving and
said, “Be ready for me, I’ll be right back.”

Debbie entered their bedroom and saw Stacy sucking
Scott’s cock as she walked to the dresser and took out
a black baby doll from the drawer.

She walked into the attached bathroom and took her
dress off and hung it behind the door. She slipped her
panties off next and decided to leave the heels on as
she pulled the teddy over her head and fluffed out her
hair over the material.

She squirted a dab of perfume around her tits and
another neat her pussy and applied a fresh coat of red
lipstick and smacked her lips together.

Debbie walked out into the bedroom and stood next to
the bed watching her husband getting his cock sucked by
Stacy who was laying on her side between his legs.

Debbie smiled at him as he said, “Honey. She’s so good
giving head. Watch how deep she can take my cock into
her throat.”

Debbie stood watching Stacy swallow her husband’s cock
listening to the sound of her throat as the head
reached the back of her mouth. Scott reached out and
began rubbing Debbie’s pussy mound while his other hand
stroked Stacy’s hair.

“Yes, she quite a little cock sucker isn’t she?”

Debbie leaned down and kissed her husband on top of his
head and gently backed away until he couldn’t reach her
pussy any longer.

“Honey. I’m a little tired right now and think I’ll go
lay down for a while in the guests’ bedroom. I’ll let
you have a little fun with Stacy while I get a couple
hours of sleep and than I’ll come back and join you
two.”

“But… Debbie… Are you sure its all right… I
mean… Don’t you want to join us?”

“I promise… I’ll be back in a couple hours and check
up on you two.”

Debbie walked out of the bedroom but not before turning
one more time and looking at Stacy’s mouth filled with
her husband’s cock.

She knew what she was going to do. She didn’t want to
keep Jason waiting any longer and walked down the hall.

To be continued?