Let me first tell you a few things about my wife, Dee. Dee and I have had a happy six years of marriage, our sex life was great or at least so I thought. Dee is 26 yrs old and I am 28. I am the manager for a local restaurant and Dee works the late shift as a manager of a warehouse downtown. Dee has blonde hair, she is 5′ 7″, weighs 110 lbs. and has c cup breasts. She has an ass to die for and no matter where she goes she is always turning heads.
About a month ago she asked me if she should start getting a ride back from work with one of the workers. I asked who it was and she said he was a black man who worked the same shift as she did and his name was Eric. I, thinking nothing of a black man, said “Sure What harm could come from it.”
Then two weeks ago she said, “Eric and three or four other guys from work and some of their girl friends get together and play cards all night and I was wondering if I could go.” Here I am trying not to be jealous, I considered that she had never strayed before and I would be asleep when she came in any way. So of course what did I say, “Darling that is perfectly fine with me just be careful.”
Friday night about two a.m. I heard my phone ring so I drug myself out of bed and answered it and Dee said,” Hey honey I am at Eric’s house and I’m a little drunk so I am going to wait till the morning to come home.” Thinking about my wife’s safety I said, “Okay honey I will see you in the morning.
Saturday morning around 11 a.m. she walked in the door hung over. She told me she was still tired and would fill me in later on. She woke up that afternoon and had lunch then she took a shower and shaved. After dinner we were lying in bed and I asked what happened. She said, “Well we all played cards and drank and then I called you and went to sleep on the couch..”
I said,” Is that all that happened.”