My name is Windle Lawrence, and I am a bona-fide cuckold.

It is a quarter after ten right now and I am not in bed, or anywhere close to it. I am seated in a night club nursing a glass of scotch while my wife Gina is out on the dance floor, cutting a rug with her boyfriend Eddie.

I can’t make them out from where I’m sitting — there’s plenty of people around, kicking their feet and bumping their hips to the music. Often I can spot them in the crowd. They have been seeing each other going on three weeks now; in a way, I can’t be any happier. To tell the truth, I have never been as relaxed and content as I am since Gina made known her feelings to me.

This goes back to several weeks prior to Gina hooking up with Eddie. She sat me down in the living room while the kids played outside to talk seriously about my being away from home too much. The problem with my job is how frequent it takes me out of the country; it has been a contentious issue between us since.

“I’m not saying I’m not happy that you’re working,” she said. “But I’m not saying I like it with you being away much of the time either. The truth is I love you. I’ve always loved you and I still do. But I’m not going to sit back and let your work drive a wedge between us. We’re either going to work things out right now or leave things the way they are, and who knows what might happen if we do.”

She certainly had a point. As much benefits and prospects that came from my job, I didn’t ever want to lose her. Gina and I have been married twelve years with two kids to show for it — not something you want to see pour down the drain simply because you’re away most times from home.

“Is there anything I can — we can do to make things work?” I asked after she’d spoken her mind.

“Yes, there is,” she said with that cute smile of hers that often gets me. “I’d like for you to get me a boyfriend. Preferable a black boyfriend.”

She stressed on the word ‘Black’ like she was worried I’d mistake her wanting a black boyfriend for wanting to paint the house black — pardon my humour. Was I surprise to know this was what she’d desired all this time? You bet . . . but really it was a great relief for me knowing she wasn’t opting on cheating without me knowing. If her having a black boyfriend would keep her happy, then I was going to move mountains to find one for her.

But she’d already begun searching for a suitable someone before we even had our talk. She led me to the computer and showed me a blog profile she had created on Tumblr where she had numerous guys already liking her page. I was stunned out of my head. I’d never known Gina as the provocative type — she could be shy and withdrawn sometimes when it came to us making love; this was a side of her I’d never known before until now. I can only imagine the crazy stuff she had been filling her head with this whole time I’d been away from home.

A week after we had our talk, she hooked up with Eddie online, and ever since, things just haven’t been the same again.

This is their third outing with each other; I wasn’t been around to see how they got along during the other two — Gina did however keep me posted on how things have progressed between both of them — this one I decided especially to stick around and see with my own eyes. They haven’t had sex yet — she told me that — but tonight, something sure is going to go down. I can feel it even as I sip my drink, tapping my feet to the beat of the music.

I have just ordered my second drink when they return to the table. Gina is looking flushed with excitement, her arm dangling off Eddie’s; I order dinks for both of them as well. He’s such an amiable guy and I can’t help not liking him from the first day he came to our home.

“Was it hot out there on the dance floor, Eddie?” I yell the question at him so he can hear me over the din of music.

“Oh yeah, way too hot. Everybody’s bumping and grinding; you ought to have joined us.”

“I wish.” I turn my attention to Gina. She looks fucking hot and gorgeous in a halter top and jean shorts. “How you feeling, honey?”

“Excited to the max,” she says and then throws her head back and laughs.

Our drinks arrive and we toast to each other’s health. Eddie’s got his hand resting on Gina’s thigh; she returns the favour and places hers over his crotch. They look at each other smiling and I can tell the night is going to burn wild. I can’t wait to see it. We make small talk as we sip our drinks. Gina starts giving me the look that says we ought to be leaving soon. We finish our drinks and I settle the bill and then we leave.

Minutes later we’re heading for home with me behind the wheel of the SUV while Gina and Eddie lounge in the back seat starting off with some foreplay. Gina has this fantasy she’s told me about once about being inside in a limousine and fucking a stranger in the back seat while the driver watches through the rear view mirror; she told me she’d watched a scene like that in an 80s movie. It’s too bad we can’t afford to rent a limo right now; but at least the SUV will do. We’re even in luck that I’ve got the windows tinted so nobody can guess what’s going on inside besides me. My eyes keep switching from the road ahead to viewing in the mirror the slow-rolling action happening behind me.

Gina and Eddie are grabbing and kissing each other hard. The sound of their lips is so sweet to my ears; I’m growing hard inside my jeans already. He pushes her backwards and then unbutton her jeans shorts. My eyes keep switching to the road and back at them with frantic excitement. I watch him dip his hand inside her shorts, rummaging inside her panties like he’s searching for a lost quarter. Gina, too, gets busy grabbing at his crotch. Eddie unzips his fly for her and she sticks her hand inside and whips out his cock. His cock is so big her hand barely wraps around it.

I drive onto a major highway and head towards the scenic route that is the beach. I concentrate on my driving for a while, but then I look up when I hear sucking noise and see Gina has maneuverer herself on the backseat and is bopping her head down her lover’s cock. Eddie runs his hand over her rump, cupping her butt in his palm. My hard-on is alive and begging to be let free in my jeans as I listen to Gina sucking Eddie with relish.

We arrived at the beach. There is a full moon high above lighting the way as I drove onto the white sand toward the ocean. I come to a stop near a sand dune and turn on the interior lights and adjust myself in my seat to watch them better. I’m gasping as I stroke my cock to the sight and pleasure of watching them.

Eddie helps my wife take off her shorts and spreads his thighs for her to get on top of him. He’s got his meat in his hand and guides Gina to lower herself on top of it. She gives a cry when that happens. I stroke my cock and stare without blinking as his cock slips inside her till her butt falls on his lap. He grabs her ass and gets busy rocking her on that huge cock of his. The sight is incredible. I soak in the sight of watching my wife’s ass ride his cock. It goes up, then slams back down harder and more aggressive each time with Gina flinging her head back and forth and moaning like crazy. The SUV is pretty much rocking from their combined action. Eddie paws her ass and smacks each cheek, making it glow pink. Gina bucks harder against him. As for me, I’m jerking my penis so fucking hard I can barely think of anything else.

Gina rides him for a long time then slides off his cock and cleans him off, then turns around and sits on top of him again. She leans forward holding onto my seat’s headrest. We make eye contact but it’s obvious she barely sees me. Not when she’s sitting on a thick black rod and her man is punishing her like he really wants to hurt her. The vehicle continues to rock from their fucking.

“Hey, it’s kind of hot in here,” Eddie says after a while. “How about we take things outside and get us some air.”

Gina opens the door and leads him outside. I curse myself as I managed to tuck my penis back into my jeans then follow suit. We are parked far from the road and even then there was hardly any interlopers in sight — we possibly have this part of the beach to ourselves.

Eddie leads her to the front of the SUV and gets her to lean forward. I whip my penis out and resume jerking off to the sound of Eddie fucking my wife from behind. Gina screams into an orgasm soon after just as Eddie pulls his cum-stained cock out of her, spurns her around and makes her fall to her knees before him. It’s at this moment something strange and perplexing happens to me. For some reason I want to feel what Gina’s feeling.

I rush to my knees before him, bumping against Gina; Eddie says nothing, like he does not seen to mind. We wait with eager mouths open as he jerks his cock and out shots thick wad of semen over our face. Gina and I share his cum together; our tongues lick over each other’s face, savouring the sweet, juicy taste, happy for the experience.