Since the next day was Saturday and we didn't have much planned, I woke up before Andrea and made her a nice breakfast and brought it to her in bed. When I arrived, she sat up and said, "What's all this about?"

I said, "Just wanted to remind you how much I love you."

She said, "Are you sure? I mean, I know I was pretty buzzed last night, but after what I did to Jesse, aren't you mad?"

I sat on the bed, took her hand and said, "Honey, I don't think I've been more excited about our sex life than I am right now. Yes, it is very different than anything either of us would have ever expected, but I also know that neither of us have ever experienced that kind of pleasure."

She said, "But, you can't actually think we should do something like that again?"

I said, "Why not?"

She said, "Because, it's wrong."

I said, "Babe, we've always done what was right. We raised our kids and sent them off to take on the world. We put aside our own needs for them for so long. I don't regret that, but I'm ready to start having our own kind of fun. And, while it's certainly not something that a lot of people would do, I'm not sure that makes it wrong. Plus, there's a big difference between letting a guy play with your feet and having sex, right?"

She said, "Well, I guess. But, are you really saying you want to do that again?"

I said, "Without question. That was the single sexiest thing I've ever witnessed. And, seeing and hearing you act so sexy made me want you more than at any point in our marriage. We aren't cheating or hurting each other. We are just exploring our sexuality together. That seems like the exact right thing for a married couple to do."

She said, "But, I'm not sure guys will be satisfied with just my feet."

I said, "Why do you say that?"

She said, "When you were taking Tiffany into the house last night Jesse asked if I would clean him up. I said I didn't have a towel or anything. Then he said I could use my tongue. I told him no, but he said it he thought I might like it."

I said, "But you didn't, right?"

She said, "Of course not. But, he definitely wanted me to."

I said, "Yeah, I'm sure he wanted even more. And Jerome wanted even more than that. But, in the end, you get to make the call how far you go. It's why I'll always be there with you. Not only does it turn me on, but I can protect you from guys who want to go further than you might want. It will be totally in your court, baby."

She said, "Did it bother you that he kissed me?"

I said, "I wasn't expecting that, but I was fine with it. Did you like it?"

She said, "I've only kissed three guys in my life before last night, and you are one of them. It was shocking. But, I guess kind of nice. I like kissing you more."

I said, "Ah, you're sweet. But, you did pull away from him. Why?"

She said, "He put his tongue in my mouth and his hand started to creep up my dress. I knew that he wanted more than a footjob for the second and third round."

I said, "See, you maintained control. That's how this can work."

She said, "Um, okay. But, I need to think about it a little more."

I said, "That's completely fair. No pressure from me babe. I just know that I love you and can't wait to continue this adventure with you."

The rest of the day was a typical Saturday; housework and all the boring items that must happen to maintain a home. That evening we watched and movie and fell asleep on the couch, with her head on my chest.

The next morning we woke up on the couch and continued working on home projects. However, I noticed that Andrea seemed distracted for some reason. She was using her phone a lot, texting and reading text messages. I wasn't sure what was going on, but figured she would tell me later, if I needed to know.

However, later that evening I saw her phone plugged into the charger. She was in the shower, so I got her phone to check out the text messages. Most of them were from a couple of her girlfriends who were dealing with things I could care less about. But, the text thread from Jerome caught my eye.

The first text from Jerome said, "Hey bitch, my black cock is hard. I need somethin to stroke it to. Send me some pictures of you."

Andrea responded with, "Yeah right, not a chance Jerome."

The next text said, "Alright, then call me an we can have some phone sex. I need ta here my bitch's voice talkin about this black cock."

She said, "I'm busy."

He said, "Busy playin games with your nigga. Call me. Now."

She said, "Don't say the n word, I don't like it."

He said, "You don't like the word nigga? Why not?"

She said, "Because it's derogatory and ugly. Black people should be treated with respect, like all people."

He said, "Alright, then call this black person and treat me with respect by tellin me how much ya want this big black cock in ya tight white pussy!"

She said, "You are too much, Jerome!"

He said, "You love it, baby. Tell me you ain't been rubbing ya pussy thinkin about this big black cock!"

She said, "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

He said, "I do like it, yes. It's fuckin hot knowin that your sexy ass wants this big black cock."

She said, "I never said that."

He said, "Ya don't have to. I could tell when I was rubbin up against you. And, now you ain't blockin me on your phone, so you must be at least curious. So, tell me, why haven't you blocked me?"

She replied, "Because you fascinate me. You are course and rude. You don't talk to me in a way that I like to be talked to. But you are so persistent."

He said, "I'm persistent when I need something."

She said, "Need something?"

He said, "Fuck yeah, I need to fuck you. And, you need me to fuck you. Admit it."

She said, "I'm not going to admit it."

He replied, "So, you're going to keep hiding it. Fine, I'll just keep working on ya until you are riding this black cock."

The next text came about an hour later. Jerome said, "I really need a picture of ya. Go send me a selfie of your tits."

The next message was a picture, but not of her tits. She took a selfie of her face, sticking her tongue out at him.

His reply was, "I'd rather see your tits, but this will help. I'll just think of that sexy tongue on this black cock. Thanks, baby!"

And that was the last message.

My cock was hard. Very hard. So, I slipped into the bathroom and saw that Andrea was still in the shower. I took my clothes off and got into the shower with her. We'd never been able to figure out sex in the shower before, but I was so horny that we managed to at least give each other an orgasm.

After the shower she said, "What was that all about?"

I lied and said, "Oh, just thinking about Friday."

She giggled and said, "You're a horn-dog."

I had a super busy week, as it was finals week, so I had to put in a bunch of extra hours in the office. Not only did we have testing, but I needed to gear up for the summer term and prep for the fall term, which typically came much faster than I would have wanted. So, my week was filled with early mornings and late nights in my office and classroom. It sucked, especially with all the fun Andrea and I were having, but work has to be the priority sometimes.

Throughout the week I was pretty exhausted when I came home. Andrea, knowing it was a busy week, didn't make too many demands on me. However, I knew she hated my busy times. But, by Thursday things slowed down enough that I texted Andrea around noon and asked if she wanted to go out tonight.

It didn't take her too long to text back, "For sure!"

When I got home, I found Andrea dressed for a night out. She was wearing a black top that showed a little cleavage (but not too much) a mid-thigh skirt that was red with white and black flowers, her black heels, and tan hose! I said, "Wow, you look hot!"

She smiled and said, "Thanks! So, where do you want to go?"

I said, "I was thinking dinner. But maybe you want to hit a bar instead?"

"Um, I don't know. Maybe." she replied.

I said, "Maybe we should drive down south and try and find your man, Jerome!"

She blushed a little and said, "I'm not sure that would be wise."

I said, "Why not?"

She said, "I don't think Jerome is looking for a footjob in the backseat."

I said, "Yeah, you're probably right there." Then I followed up with, "Want to go back to the place from last week and see if Jesse is there for round two?"

She said, "Would you like that?"

I hugged her and said, "Tonight is your night baby. If you want to play with Jesse, we can go try to see if he's there." Then I leaned down to kiss her.

She said, "Alright."

I headed to our room to change and freshen up. As I did, I heard her phone vibrate. I picked it up and saw a text message from Jerome. It said, "Did you get it?"

I wondered what "it" was. So, I went into her text messages, but didn't find anything from him. However, I did notice that she had received a phone call from him a few hours earlier. But, unlike before, she answered this one. The call log said they talked for twelve minutes and my mind raced as to what they talked about.

However, I put it out of my mind momentarily and finished getting ready to leave on our date.

We stopped by the bar, but it was still early, so we saw no signs of Jesse or Tiffany. We were both pretty hungry, so we decided to head over to the restaurant from the week before to have dinner. We had a nice dinner and talked about this thing and that.

Andrea received and replied to a few text messages. Of course, I was dying to know what she had said to Jerome, but I wasn't exactly going to admit to spying on her. So, I figured I would just have to wait in anticipation.

After dinner we headed back over to the bar. Tonight, there was a different band playing. The music was more hip-hop stuff, which almost cause me to leave immediately. However, Andrea said, "Let's just wait a bit and have a drink."

We both had a drink and people watched. The crowd was still fairly young but was different than the people from the week before. A little more of the hip-hop culture, but since there aren't many African Americans in our community, it was mainly young white people who dressed like they were part of the hip hop culture. I really wasn't enjoying the music or the crowd, but I still was holding out that we would have a repeat of last weekend.

When the waitress came to our booth, I noticed that it was the woman from last week. She said, "Oh, you're back. Nice to see you again."

Andrea said, "Same to you."

I smiled and said, "Say, you wouldn't know if Jesse and Tiffany were coming tonight, would you?"

She looked at my wife, then at me and smiled. She said, "Sorry, they usually only come on the weekends."

I realized then that I hadn't considered that when we made plans. We didn't have children at home, so our schedule most more flexible. But it probably wasn't so much for them.

We thanked her and told her we wouldn't need anything else.

I looked at Andrea and said, "Well, sorry babe, better luck next time."

She said, "It's fine."

Then I joked, "It's still not too late to drive down south to the city?"

She said, "No, I'm not interested in being in the car that long."

I said, "So, if it wasn't for that, you'd be all in?"

She smiled and touched my leg, then she said, "You'd like that, huh baby?"

I said, "I like to see you happy baby. If that made you happy, then I'm game for whatever."

She said, "You're crazy. I'm not going to go have sex with some black dude."

I said, "You sure?"

She said, "What's that supposed to mean?"

I said, "Are you seriously trying to claim that there isn't something about Jerome you find fascinating?"

I knew it was risky to use similar word to what she was using with her secret text messages to Jerome, but I figured I would be able to tell if she was trying to hide something from me that way.

She slowly said, "I guess, in a way."

I pressed, "In what way?"

She said, "I don't know. I'm just not used to someone being as blunt and course as he is."

I said, "Does it bother you?"

She said, "I guess at first it did, but there's something about the whole thing that seems oddly arousing about it."

I said, "So, playing with him on the phone arouses you?"

She looked me in the eye and said, "I'm sorry, I guess yes."

I said, "Damn baby, you are the perfect wife!"

She said, "What?!?!"

"You know just the right things to get my juices flowing! Let me go take a leak, then we can go home and see if we can have a little fun!" I said as I was getting up to use the toilet.

When I finished, I headed back to the table, but found that Andrea was not alone. Sitting in the booth, across from my wife was this young-looking Mexican guy. He couldn't have been much over 26. He was wearing a very loud colored shirt and had his hair slicked back. He was a good-looking guy, without question. The typical Latin lover type.

I walked up to the booth and said, "Oh, sorry, am I interrupting?"

He looked up and said, "Yeah homie, I was just getting to know this lovely lady. Go find your own booth."

I said, "Actually, this was my booth before I went to the bathroom. And that lovely lady is my wife."

He jumped up and said, "Ah, shit man, sorry about that!"

He was significantly shorter than me and wasn't built to put up much of a fight. Little did he know there was no chance of me trying to fight him, or anyone else for that matter!

I said, "You're fine, don't worry."

He looked over to Andrea and said, "Hey, no disrespect intended, beautiful. I didn't know you were married."

Then he picked up his drink and walked away from our booth.

I sat down and said, "Well, that didn't take long."

She said, "Oh, he was a big flirt."

I said, "Really, what did he say to you?"

Andrea said, "He just sat down and asked if he could buy me a drink. I said no thanks, then he asked if I wanted to skip the drinks and go back to his place."

I was surprised he was so forward. I asked her, "Okay, what did you say."

She giggled, "I said thanks, but I like to get to know a guy before I just run off to his place."

I asked, "What did he have to say to that?"

She continued, "He said, 'My name is Pablo. What's yours?' I told my name and he said, 'Great, now we know each other, let's get out of her. My place or yours?'"

I said, "Wow, he doesn't waste time."

She smirked and said, "No kidding. After that you showed up and that was that."

"Well, maybe I should have waited, huh?" I asked.

She said, "There wasn't much more to talk about. I either was going to turn him down, or head home with him."

I said, "So, heading home with him was an option?"

She slapped my arm, "Of course not. We came her because we know Jesse is into footjobs."

I said, "I bet Pablo would be into them also."

She said, "What makes you think that?"

I said, "I'm just guessing. Let's find out."

She said, "How?"

I said, "We will order him a drink. I'm sure he'll at least thank us from across the room. I'll have him come over and while we talk, play footsies with him."

Andrea said, "Are you serious?"

I said, "Totally. It will be fun. And sexy as hell."

Andrea said, "You better give me at least two orgasms tonight!"

I motioned over our waitress and we ordered drinks then I asked her to give another drink to Pablo, pointing at him from across the room. She said, "No problem."

After a few minutes I saw her bring the drink to Pablo. They talked for a few moments, then he looked our way. He nodded his head towards me, as if to say thanks. Then I motioned for him to come back to our booth. He didn't hesitate.

When he arrived, I welcomed him to sit down where he had been earlier. I scooted closer to Andrea and we all sat for a moment.

I said, "I didn't mean to scare you off. In fact, I'm honored that you think my wife is sexy."

He looked at me and said, "For real?"

I smiled and said, "Yep. No problem."

He smiled and said, "Cool. If my woman looked like her, I'd probably beat someone's ass for hitting on her."

I said, "I tend to take a gentler approach."

At that point Andrea must have started playing footsies with Pablo, because he suddenly blurted out, "Ah, damn, cool!" but behind his voice there was an excitement. He looked at Andrea and smiled, and she smiled back.

Then he said, "So, are you guys swingers or something?"

I replied, "Not in the traditionally sense."

He said, "Please explain." He didn't stop starring at Andrea as he spoke.

I said, "I get off watching Andrea give other guys footjobs."

He said, "Only footjobs?"

I said, "Yes. She doesn't fuck around. But, when we find guys who are like-minded about her legs and feet, I let her give them footjobs while I watch."

He said, "Damn. You guys are freaky."

I said, "Well, if you aren't interested that's fine. Have a good night."

Pablo said, "Naw, I didn't say that. I just have never had a footjob."

I said, "Does it interest you?"

He said, "Fuck, I'd do anything she wants. If that's my only option, then I'd love to get a footjob."

I said, "Andrea, what do you think? Would you like to give Pablo a footjob?"

She said, "Sure, sounds fun!"

Pablo said, "I live in the apartment complex down the street. We could just walk there if you want?"

I said, "Led the way."

We left the bar and headed towards Pablo's apartment complex. Was we walked, Pablo said, "You sure you guys ain't fuckin with me or something?"

I said, "Of course not. Why would you think that?"

He said, "Your wife is hot as fuck. A sexy ass MILF. I just can't believe you are going to let me fuck her feet."

She said, "He's a very giving guy."

When we got to his apartment it was a bit of a mess. Clearly, he was a single guy and didn't focus too much on keeping things looking nice. There was also a strong smell of marijuana throughout the apartment, plus a bong sitting out."

Pablo said, "Excuse the mess. I didn't expect to bring a classy lady home."

She said, "It's fine." Now, I think this was probably a lie, since Andrea was pretty uncomfortable in a messy place.

Pablo then said, "I need to take a quick leak, I'll be right back."

I looked at Andrea and said, "Are you okay with this, or do you want to leave?"

She said, "I don't know. Are you horny?"

I said, "Oh yes, super horny. But you don't have to go through with this. It's be an incredible fantasy so far. How are you doing in that area?"

She said, "It's hard to say. He's attractive, but I'm really nervous. I guess it was just different with Jesse."

I took her in my arms and said, "Remember, you are in charge. Stop when you want to stop." Then I hugged her tightly to myself.

Suddenly Pablo said, "So, you giving those out too?"

Andrea looked over and said, "Excuse me?"

He said, "I'd take one of those too."

She smiled and said, "Sure." Then she moved from me to Pablo and wrapped her arms around him and they hugged. But as she started to let go, Pablo reached down and grabbed her ass with both hands.

She said, "Wow, you are forward, aren't you?"

Pablo said, "You got a nice thick ass baby. Just like I like."

She moved her hips a bit and said, "Well, I guess you do like it! I can feel how much you like it."

He kept a hold of her and said, "Yeah, you've had my cock hard since I felt those sexy feet on my leg."

She said, "Well, should we get started then?"

He said, "Yeah!" Then he pulled her closer and started kissing her neck. She allowed it for a minute or two, then she said, "Um, this isn't a footjob."

He said, "I know. Just trying to get things heated up a bit." He started squeezing Andrea's ass as he continued kissing her neck. Then, as he continued kneading her ass and kissing her neck, he guided her to the couch and the both sat down.

He then moved his right hand off of her ass and put in on her leg and started rubbing her hose-covered leg. He said, "Fuck baby, these legs are so fucking sexy. You wearing stockings or pantyhose?"
She said, "Pantyhose."

He said, "Crotchless?"

She said, "No."

He said, "You should. Makes things easier.' Then he started to push her skirt up. Andrea then pushed his hand back down and said, "Pablo, that's not part of the deal."

He said, "I know baby. You just got my cock so hard, I needed to try. A footjob will be nice, but I'm much rather do other things with you."

"Just a footjob," she insisted.

He said, "All right."

Then he pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his big Latin cock.

Andrea said, "Oh, nice!"

He said, "Sure you don't want to get it wet first?"

She laid back and put her feet around his cock and began stroking him. Pablo said, "Holy fuck, that feels nice baby."

She continued stroking his cock with her feet for a few minutes, and Pablo continued to encourage her. Then he placed his hand under her left thigh and started rubbing her hose-covered thigh.

He said, "You like this cock, baby?"

She said, "It looks sexy between my feet."

He said, "Yeah it does, baby. I think you'd find that it looks sexy in a lot of your places."

I said, "Is everything okay, honey?"

She said, "Uh huh."

Pablo suddenly said, "Ah, baby, here it comes..." With that, Pablo exploded a huge load of cum all over my wife's feet.

Then he said, "Oh, shit baby, that was incredible!"

She took her feet off of his cock and put them on the floor as she sat up.

At this point we weren't quite sure what to say to each other. Andrea said, "I guess we should get going then?"

Pablo sat up and said, "I'd be cool if you wanted to stay longer. I have some stuff we could smoke?"

I said, "Thanks, but we don't smoke. We should get going."

We said goodbye, then quickly headed out the door and down the street to our car. I think I broke every traffic law as I rushed home.

That night we both came a couple of times. Just like Andrea ordered!