With My Husband’s Permission

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When we had the drapes and curtains up I went into the bathroom to wash up. When I came out Earl was standing at the door. Without a word he picked me up and carried me into the living room. He had spread the new blanket on the rug, and he gently placed me on it. He stood over me and quickly began removing his clothes. When he was down to his underwear he looked at me and said, “I have to go in and wash a little. You can get undressed and I’ll be right out. Okay?” He knelt quickly, gave me a kiss and said, “We had a light lunch, so I am going to eat you for dessert.” Another kiss and he was gone. I removed my outer clothing and waited for him.

Earl returned in a few minutes carrying his underwear. I had mentally undressed him a hundred times, and he was just as handsome as I had pictured him. What a beautiful specimen of masculinity. Still staring at his wonderful body, I removed my bra. I was sitting there with my face almost touching his penis. What a beautiful sight! “Lay down,” he ordered. “Let me remove your panties.” I had worn my sheerest, briefest panty just for what I had hoped would happen.

After he had my panty removed he kissed me there before hugging me wordlessly in a tight embrace, only kissing and hugging before he moved down and began suckling on my nipple. I played with his slightly kinky hair and felt his smooth backside. It felt so good.

I wanted to feel his sex organ, but he remained in position where I could not reach him down there. He soon moved down and kissed my vulva and ran his tongue over it. I did not expect him to do that. I had been sweating all day, and I don’t think that part of me smelled – or tasted – very nice. He had me so aroused and eager, that I wanted him to enter me. I had never been more eager for sex since before I was married to Hugh. I wanted him to fondle my genitals, especially my clitoris a lot more, but I did not get that.

Suddenly Earl stood and said, ” Oh boy, I almost forgot.” He rushed out to the kitchen and returned with the drugstore sack. He pulled out a packet of condoms. “I remember you telling me that you thought women who have sex with strangers should always use condoms, so I will,” he smiled. He tore off the wrapper and proceeded to put it on his penis. It was fascinating to watch. I had never seen a man put on a condom, and I had never had sex with a man using one. It had a nipple on the end, and I realized that it was there to hold the semen. It did look so funny sticking out like that.

I don’t think Earl wanted me to help him find the spot, but he was jabbing around me so much that I took his organ and guided it to the right place. He was very gentle, and he kept all his body except his thighs off me. He felt so good. I felt like a virgin having sex for the first time.

Earl had his climax much sooner than I liked. Just like my husband. He told me that he was sorry, but that he had not had any sex for almost a year. I guess that would be hard on a man accustomed to having sex a couple times a week. I sure did not complain. His penis felt very good inside me, and he did stay inside me much longer than Hugh ever did.

Earl had promised my husband that we would be home by six o’clock, so we had to hurry. We did arrive on time, and my husband had prepared a nice meal. He likes to cook sometimes. I managed to change my very wet panties before we ate. I could not look my husband in the face. The feelings of guilt were getting the better of me. Was he aware of my perfidy?

After dinner I cleaned up while the men played cribbage. My husband was glad to find someone who played that game, and I was happy to be alone with my thoughts.

As soon as Earl drove away I had expected a barrage of questions from my husband. Thankfully they did not materialize. Somehow I had the impression that he knew I had sex with Earl that afternoon. I really don’t know how I would have answered any intimate questions. I would have had to tell the truth.

Although he did not ask any questions I was certain my husband would check me for sighs of sex activity. I deliberately did not shower before I went to bed. I had already discovered that Hugh had looked at my panties, because they were no longer in the exact position I had placed them. And I knew he would feel inside me. He did, too. He never said anything, but he did not have to. He did surprise me by having sex with me that evening. It was real good sex, too. I think he had a firmer erection than I had lt in a long time. I guess jealousy can have some positive qualities.

One Monday morning a couple weeks later Earl returned from his regular Monday meeting with his boss to tell me some great news. Every year Hugh and the general manager attended the trade show in Las Vegas. That morning The boss had said that he could not go with Earl because of his wife’s illness. His wife always went, too. The general manager had approved Hugh’s suggestion that I be allowed to go to assist him. Two people were needed at our booth, and Earl had convinced his boss that it would be beneficial to have a woman with him, since so many of our clients were women. I called my husband immediately and told him, and I asked for his permission to attend. He wanted to talk with Earl first. Earl went into his office and he and Hugh talked for a long time. Later Hugh called me and told me it was alright with him.

One of my jobs was to make travel arrangements for our employees, so I was familiar with the trip. I canceled the suite reservation for the general manager, but there were no other rooms available at that hotel. I was told to check with them upon arrival to see if they could find another room. That was fine with me, and Earl was glad to share his room with me if a room was still unavailable.

My husband posed a lot of questions that evening about the forthcoming trip. “You talk so much about Earl that I think you are in love with him,” he said. “I’ll bet you are looking forward to having sex with him, aren’t you?”

I did not answer his question until he repeated it. “Well, he might not want to have sex with me.” I countered.

“You didn’t answer my question.”

After another long pause I replied, “I think in the right circumstances I would like to try it – if he was eager for it. Most of us women are curious about black men’s sexual prowess.” That led to more questions.

“Would you make him use condoms?”

“I would sure want him to. I don’t want to take any chances with disease. … I don’t think he could get me pregnant. You couldn’t do it in all these years. I don’t think any man can.”

“If he refuses to use a condom, will you refuse him?”

Another long pause before I replied. “I just don’t know. … I guess I would probably have sex with him anyway. I think my curiosity would overcome any trepidations I may have.”

“Well, I am glad you are honest about it. Since there isn’t much I can do about it, go ahead and enjoy yourself.”

The next night we again talked about my trip, and I sensed that Hugh actually wanted me to have sex with Earl. “I want you to have a good time, and I can’t blame you if you want to have Earl play in your garden. just don’t take off your panties for anyone else.”

On the plane trip Earl told me some startling news that gave me chills and also angered me. Earl told me that he was anxious to get me in a bed and not do it on a rug like the last time. “I am not using any condoms on this trip, either unless you really insist,” he said, squeezing my hand. “Last time I did it on your husband’s insistence, but no deals this time.”

When I asked him to explain he told me that after he told my husband why he wanted my help with those drapes and curtains Hugh asked a lot of questions. “Your husband asked me openly whether I had ever played with your pussy. I was really startled, but I answered truthfully that I never had touched you down there. Then he asked me if I wold if I could. I told him I sure would, but I would never try something like that. Well, your husband said you had hinted many times that you would like to have sex with me, and that he didn’t mind if I ‘screwed’ you, but that I must use a condom or he would see that I got fired. Well, I decided to be a gentleman, so I bought those damn condoms. I hadn’t used one since I was a teenager.”

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