Just another Friday Night
I hear a knock on the door and I hurry to answer it. As the door opens I see Marcus standing there looking very GQ as usual. I say hello and he responds with his normal �Hey boy� and walks past me into the house. He likes to call me boy, I guess it reinpowers his superiority, or maybe it�s his way of reminding me of my boy-like cock.
He starts to remove his jacket and I quickly shut the door and move to his side. He hands me his jacket and I carefully hang it in the closet. My wife comes out of the bedroom where she has been getting ready. He moves to her and they kiss deeply. I stand there and watch as they kiss and as his hands roam up and down my wife�s body. I can see her nipples as they harden, and I realize she is not wearing a bra.
They talk for several minutes and she giggles at every sly remark and joke that he makes. She asks if he likes what she is wearing and there is no doubt of the answer. My wife looks like a total tramp. Her skirt is so short; she is bound to show off her ass any time she leans over. Her top is extremely tight over her full round breasts and the neckline plunges so deep I fully expect her breasts to pop out at any second.
I hear her say she forgot her purse and I run to the bedroom to fetch it. When I return with the purse, I hear Marcus say �Well I guess we should get going� and I know that is my queue to get his jacket from the closet. I wait until he fixed his jacket and then hand him $100.00 for dinner. They are going to a very nice restaurant tonight. I move to the door and open it. As they depart, my wife kisses me on the cheek and tells me she loves me. I watch them walk to the car and see his hand slide firmly across her ass.
Several hours later, just as I am finishing up the Laundry, I hear the car pull into the driveway. I quickly finish folding the clothes and run up to answer the door. I can tell they have both had a great time, they are laughing and smiling and I can see my wife is still very excited. After I have hung their coats, I go and get the basin and fill it with warm water. The temperature is very important, he likes it just right and I would not want to make him angry. I grab the soft sponge and a little liquid soap.
I find them in the entertainment room. We love this room. I finished the basement just before my wife and I met Marcus. It�s so comfortable down here, and so private. As I reach the bottom of the steps he looks over at me and points to a chair in the corner of the room. I walk over and place the basin on the floor and then kneel down in front of the chair. He kisses my wife deeply and I see his hand caressing her left breast. He rises and standing in front of my wife removes his shirt and then his undershirt. We both stare at his muscled body. Oh how I wish I looked like that.
He walks over to me and hangs his shirt on the back of the chair and then lays his undershirt on top. He turns and faces me as if he was going to sit down, but he doesn�t, he stands there and looks down at me. I quickly move forward and unfasten his belt and then his pants. As I lower his trousers I can see the huge bulge being held back by his underwear. I fold his pants and set them on the shelf strategically locate next to me. I turn my attention back to him and slowly lower his briefs. Once free, his enormous cock springs forward and hits me in the face. They both laugh as I reach up to stop it from hitting me again. He slowly sits, while I am still holding him. I move the basin and begin my ritual of cleaning his incredible organ. He comments that the water feels nice and warm and I thank him. I can feel his cock start to enlarge as I stroke it with the soft sponge. I think he really enjoys when I do this for him. I pull back on his cock, stretching the foreskin and revealing the large pinkish colored head. I make sure I clean around this area very well. I hear him say �that�s good� and I stop my actions. I push the basin under the chair and then slowly lean forward and kiss his cock.
I rise and find my wife standing next to me. I turn to her and begin removing her clothing, being careful to hang or fold each article as necessary. He watches, enjoying every moment. Once my wife is naked I strip down to my t-shirt and underwear. My small cock is hard as rock. I see him look at me and snicker. I kneel back down as he stands and takes my wife in his arms. They begin to kiss and I look down to see his black cock sliding between my wife�s legs, only inches from my face. Her hand drops and takes a hold of his cock and she begins rubbing it against her pussy. I see her lips part and moisten as her body begins to react.
They move to the day bed and I sit there and watch as they make love. I am amazed that my wife is able to take his amazing member. I loose count of how many times he makes her orgasm and I realize that he has yet to come. He is truly an amazing lover. My wife�s moans are so loud I am fearful the neighbors will hear her even though we are down here and the neighbors house is hundreds of yards away. After what seems like an hour, I final hear him coming. He pumps deeply into my wife�s womb and then gently lays down on her.
I rise, pick up Marcus� clothes and head for the stairs. As I pass the daybed I can see his cock is still inside of her. I go to the guest bedroom, lay Marcus� clothes on the dresser and turn on the TV. A few minutes later I hear Marcus walking down the hallway. He enters the room and sits in the oversize chair, directly across from the TV. As he finishes watching the Sixers game, I move to the floor in front of him and gently begin cleaning his cock. This time there is no water and no sponge. I slide my lips over his huge member and I can taste my wife�s juices mixed with his cum. He reminds me to clean his balls and I do as he wishes. Sometimes he gets hard and he makes me suck him until he cums again, but tonight he stays soft and the basketball game is almost over. My jaw hurts so much from sucking on him as I hear the game come to an end. He pushes me away and tells me that�s enough. I get his clothes and he begins to dress.
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I ask him if he wants me to get my wife. He tells me no, and explains that she is tired and will need me to do my normal chores for her. I walk him to the door and as he leaves I say Thank You. He just chuckles. I close the door, turn out the lights and go to the basement. I see my wife lying there. She is so beautiful. I move to the end of the bed and begin to crawl up to her. I think to myself, �Just another Friday Night� as I begin to lick and suck on her well used pussy.
