16 comments/ 105331 views/ 32 favorites Navy Wives-Erica By: HappyWife85 It was 8pm. Erica was sitting alone on a bench at the quiet suburban Fern Rock train station. She had just gotten off work and was waiting for the north-bound commuter train to take her towards home. This had been her routine for the past several weeks. In an effort to save money costs, her and her husband Robert had decided for her to use the train to get back and forth to work instead of using her car. Once she had gotten the hang of the schedule, she found it wasn't all that bad, in fact she quite enjoyed it. She still drove from their home far out in the country. It was a twenty minute drive to the nearest station in Ridge Valley. She would park her car and catch the south-bound train towards Philadelphia to the Fern Rock station. Then she would catch a bus the rest of the way to her work. She only worked part-time, three days a week from 11am-7pm, so the train wasn't that busy with commuters coming or going to work. The waiting time wasn't bad either, except for on the way home, she usually had to wait about a half hour at the Fern Rock station for the next train. But it was a pleasant time of the year, when winter was giving way to spring. It was still chilly in the evening, but not uncomfortably so, and the nights were peaceful in this quiet suburban station. Erica sat patiently and read a book as she waited. She was your average young woman, the perfect young wife who lived next door. At 25, she was a pleasant sight to anyone who happened upon her sitting at the train station. Long blonde hair tied back in a knot, black framed glasses over her green eyes intent on her book. Short and lithe, at 5'2" and 120lbs., she kept herself in good shape, and her figure showed it. Tonight she was wearing a professional black skirt that came down to just above her knees, which she had crossed with her book on her lab. She kept warm with her tan coat, although she had only two buttons fastened, showing plenty cleavage and milky white skin and a few faint beauty freckles on her upper chest. She looked up from her book as she heard approaching footsteps. A black guy walked towards her down the station platform. As he approached he looked down at her, smiled, and gave her a greeting nod, then continued past her to the next bench and sat down upon it. Erica looked at her watch. 7:45pm, another 15 minutes before the train was due to arrive. She turned back to her book, and she began wagging her dangling, dainty foot, to which her sandal lightly slapped her heel. In her peripheral vision she noticed movement from the black guy. She glanced slightly over at him. He was pulling what looked like a textbook from his backpack that he had with him. He appeared about her age. Must be a student at one of the universities in the area, she thought. He was well dressed and casual, athletic build and well groomed, she surmised. She exhaled, and flipped the page on her book. Soon the train arrived, and she boarded. The black guy also boarded. They were the only ones on the train. He chose the third seat down from her. About ten stops later, the train arrived at the Ridge Valley station. She gathered up her things and stood up. She looked up to find the black guy in the aisle in front of her. "After you ma'am", he said after he gave a hand gesture. "Thank you", she whispered as smiled shyly and quickly glanced at him then away again, and moved to exit the train. The station was just as deserted as all the others. She walked to her car in the empty parking lot. As she got in, she watched as the black guy continued walking on past, crossed the street and turned around a corner. Funny, she thought, she had never seen him on the train previously. Then she thought that spring semester had just started, so it would make sense if he was a student. She started up the car and went home. At home her husband Robert was already in bed but awake watching TV. They greeted and kissed, and she took off her clothes until she was naked, and she climbed in bed next to him. He turned off the TV and they talked for a short time about their day. Then they had sex and went fast asleep after that. They had been married for two years, but had been dating for four years before that. Robert was in the Navy, stationed at a base near Philadelphia. They had been there since he transferred about 6 months ago. Erica grew up in a small town in Northern California, where they had met when he was stationed out there. When he got orders to come to the East Coast she had married him. She loved being married to Robert. Their marriage was a strong and stable one, and her life with him in the Navy was an adventurous one by the standards that she had known growing up with her family in her small hometown. Her adjustment to urban life around the Philadelphia area was made easier due to her willingness to adapt in what she saw as a positive change of environment from her cloistered, small town life before she met Robert. Next day she went to work, and on her way home, she again saw the young black man at the train station. Again he smiled at her in greeting, and she smiled back at him. He sat down and opened one of his textbooks. She glanced over at him. She never had much interaction with black people. There were none in her hometown's high school, in fact, she couldn't remember ever seeing one at all in her entire town. She never heard anything positive from her parents about black folk, although she never considered them racist. Looking at this young man, she didn't see anything bad or wrong about him. She thought he was somewhat good-looking, for a black man, that is. He looked up and turned to look at her looking at him. It was then that Erica realized that she had been staring. He smiled at her. Embarrassed and flustered she quickly turned her attention down to her book. She hoped the train would hurry up. She arrived home without further incident. Four days later, on a Tuesday, she was once again on her way home from work, and as before the black man arrived at the station. She was reading her book as usual. She didn't look up this time. He stopped in front of her. "Excuse me, ma'am. I can't help but notice what you are reading. That is a very engaging book." She looked up at him, a little caught off guard. She cleared her throat. "Oh, um, yes I think so too. So you have read it?" "Oh yea, I actually did a report on it last semester. My instructor gave me good marks on it. Said I was quite insightful." "That's nice. So you go to college then?" "That's right. Uh, do you mind if I sit?" "Oh, yes, of course." Erica slid over and he sat down. "My name is Trevor, by the way. Or Tre for short. I actually prefer Tre." "Erica. Um...that is my name." She was really acting shyly. He smiled charmingly at her blush. "Nice to meet you, Erica. A pretty name that is. It suits you very well." "Thank you", she smiled. They soon struck up a conversation, about the book and his college studies. The train came and they boarded and continued the conversation as they sat across from each other. She found him to be very charming and intelligent, and soon she felt at ease. When they got off at their station they exited still engaged in conversation. "Well, Tre, it was nice talking to you. Um, do you need a ride anywhere? My car is just over there." "Oh, no that's ok. I just live next block over. But thank you, and maybe we can talk later." "Ok. Good night." "Good night, Erica." On her drive home, she replayed her encounter with Tre through her mind. She smiled at her shy behavior. For the remainder of the week, her and Tre talked more and more on their way home. They became quite friendly, and she found herself thinking more and more about him, and even looking forward to their encounters. She felt safer having someone to talk to, than being alone. At one point she mentioned her commuter friend to Robert, and he agreed that he felt her having a traveling partner was best for her safety. About a month later, Erica was sitting on the train station bench when Tre showed up at his usual time. Erica looked up and smiled broadly. "Hi Tre! How'd classes go today?" "Good. And you? Work hard?" "Ah, you know. Same old, same old?" In no time at all they were recounting their day, and Erica was telling him about a funny story that had happened to her concerning a customer. They both were laughing hard, so much that it brought tears to Tre's eyes. Suddenly, and without warning, during their laughing bout, Tre placed his hand on Erica's leg, just above her knee. The action was not lost on Erica, yet she tried not to embarrass Tre, by changing her demeanor in any way. Their laughing slowly died away. "Oh, Erica, that was hilarious!", Tre said. He did a small circular rub on her leg, then very lightly gave a squeeze before nonchalantly remove his hand. "Yes, I know," Erica said, still half laughing, but in her mind her thoughts were racing at what Tre had just done. She was trying hard to not make a show of it. Later, they walked slowly to her car in the parking lot while talking. They arrived at her car and talked for a short time. They were talking about their mutual interest in excersizing and keeping fit. She commented how she just usually jogs in her neighborhood, and he pointed to a gym across the street. "That is my gym. Hey, I have got an idea. My membership at my gym allows me to bring one guest with me to use the facility whenever I want. Why not join me on one of your days off. We could work out together. Maybe we could make it a weekly routine. What do you say?" "Yea, that sounds good. I would have to run it by my husband, but it shouldn't be a problem. He is not the jealous type, and he lets me do whatever I want." She didn't even realize it then what she said, and how it might possibly open the door to Tre to take future liberties with her. But after parting from Tre, she did think about it on the drive home. She thought about how he touched her leg and how she should be careful on what she says so she doesn't give him any wrong impressions. Then she thought it was just a harmless gesture, and how she shouldn't overreact into too much. After all, she considered him a friend and nice guy, and there was nothing wrong with friendly gestures. At some point soon thereafter they exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses, and so occasionally kept in contact through more ways than just companionship on the train. She had also asked her husband about Tre's invite to his gym, and he gave his permission, but also began to ask more about him, to which she answered all his questions about him. The next day her and Tre arranged to go to the gym together the following week. On a Wednesday in late April she met him at his place, the first time she had been there. He was outside on his front steps waiting for him. She parked in front of his place and they walked together around the block to the gym. She was wearing her black spandex biker shorts and white T-shirt with a sports bra underneath. Nothing fancy, just her usual workout clothes. He was wearing a sports jersey tank top with loose fitting shorts. They worked out for nearly two hours. She did the bike and treadmill while he did that next to her. He then suggested they move onto some weights. She told him that she never lifted weights. He asked her to spot him first, so she could see what it was like. She did as he instructed and watched him lift some impressively heavy weights. She actually found his bulging muscles a little attractive, despite herself. After he was finished he motioned for her to lay down on her back. She did so while he removed most of the weights. He gave her instructions on what to do before assuming a spotting position. He lifted the bar and assured that she was comfortable with the weight and grip. Erica then began with her presses. When she had done about a dozen of them, she began to falter. Tre stepped forward to grab the bar from her. Erica was straining to lift the bar. Tre was standing real close over and above her head. Erica glanced a little above her head, still straining. She caught a glance inside of his shorts. She involuntarily gasped at what she saw and would've dropped the bar across her chest had not Tre grabbed the bar from her. As he was lifting it up, Erica craned her head up to look further and get a better look. Her curiosity was such that she didn't even bother to hide the intent of her actions. This time she got a good look. Tre noticed her looking and moved to provide her a better view, without making it obvious. He then walked around and took her hand to sit her upright. She stared at him with her mouth slightly open, with a very slight look of lust in her eyes. "So how was it?" he asked. It took her a moment to realize what he meant by the question. She broke his gaze and looked down to his groin again, which was slightly less than face level in front of her. Her mind was in a fog as she confusingly considered his question. "Erica?" She inhaled sharply and gulped as she looked back up at him and shook her head, as if to clear the image of what she saw from her mind. "Uh, oh yea...good. It was good." She wiped the sweat from her brow with her forearm. Her heart was beating fast. She tried to regain her composure. "Oh, my goodness, I didn't notice the time. Well I guess time flies during a good workout, huh? I have to get going, Tre." "Ok, so next Wednesday then?" "Of course. I really enjoyed this workout. I can't wait to do it again." "Cool, well then see you tomorrow night at the station then." "You know I will be there. Bye now." She hurried out and waked to her car. She started up her car and turned on the A/C. Her pussy was on fire. She reached down and touched herself through the skin tight shorts. She shuddered and let out a barely audible moan. She couldn't believe her thoughts. His cock was magnificent. It was just so big and black. She couldn't stop picturing how it hung down, and how it was inches from her face. She just couldn't help it. When she got home, Robert asked her how the workout went. She grabbed him by the hand and rushed him off to the bedroom. She pushed him on the bed and attacked his clothes. "Erica, what has gotten into you?" "Nothing. I am just really horny for you. You would be amazed what a good workout can do to a girl's libido." She shed her clothes as fast as she could and jumped on top of him. She grabbed his cock and positioned for entry. In a flash she had it inside of her. She came instantly and immediately she bucked up and down on him. Try as she might she couldn't get Tre's cock out of her mind as she fucked her husband like crazy. Her husband was good in bed, with 7 ½ inches to please her. But she knew Tre's was larger, she judged it to be probably 2 inches over her husband. She tried to block it out of her mind, until finally she gave up and actually imagined that it was Tre that she was fucking. The second that thought entered her mind, an intense wave of pleasure shot up from her vagina and spread throughout her body. Her vagina twitched and her body convulsed as she gave out a long, loud moan of sheer orgasmic pleasure. She fell forward onto her husband's chest, and it wasn't long before her husband's orgasm flooded into her, but by them she was hovering just above exhausted unconsciousness. She heard Robert tell her how amazing sex was, and that he could come to love post-workout sex from now on. Then she was asleep. Next day, while on her way to work, she still had Tre on her mind. Obviously, sleep did nothing to erase it from her mind. She really had no desire to cheat on her husband. She thought back. She remembered her husband always got turned on during times when he talked during sex. He would fantasize about scenarios that led to her having sex with another guy. She would mostly get offended, and so he stopped talking about such things during sex. Despite her husband's fantasy, she tried to suppress her growing urges. She had to play it cool with Tre tonight. She knew he had caught her looking. Luckily for her, after work when her and Tre were on their way home, he gave no indication that anything was amiss. He was his usual self. In fact, he was quite gentleman-like, more so than usual. He even sat next to her on the train, which was something new. She began to wonder if he had even noticed that she had seen what she did. Perhaps she was all worked up for nothing. The other nights she went home with Tre happened the same, with no indication, just friendly chit-chat. The week that passed until the next Wednesday was like torture for Erica. At home, she began bringing up her husband's old fantasy while they had sex, to his delight. She was testing him. She wanted to lay a foundation to gauge his reaction to the idea of her having sex with another man, to see if it was just fantasy, or if he might be game to have his fantasy come true in reality. Each time they had sex, she would test the limits further and further. All indications led her to believe that it might be possible to get him to give her permission to have extramarital sexual relations. On Wednesday afternoon, she was at home taking a shower. When she got out and was towel drying her hair, she heard the phone ring. Her husband answered and she heard him ask who was calling. Then he came into the bathroom and handed her the phone. "It is for you. It is Tre." He was verifying that we were still on for our workout session. "Are you kidding? I have been looking forward to it all week. I am on my way now. Talk to you in a little bit." The workout session happened much the same as the last. After doing some stretches, she walked up to Tre. "I'm ready for some bench presses. Will you spot me?" "Of course." She got into position on the bench, and Tre into the spotting position. She glanced up, but didn't have a clear view. "Are you comfortable?" Will asked. "Bring the bar further out." Erica then scooted further along the bench as Tre took a step forward. She glanced up again. She saw his cock hanging down low in his shorts. She looked up at Tre and smiled big, then looked back up into his shorts. "That's better right there." She now made it obvious what she was looking at, and Tre knew as well. She finished her set. When Tre grabbed the bar to place it back on the brace, Erica lifted her hand up to innocently brush a strand of her blonde hair out of her face. When she moved it back down she let it brush across the outside of his shorts. She made sure it looked like an innocent accident, while at the same time she attempted to maximize the amount of feel she got. And she wasn't disappointed when her hand brushed along the entire length of his cock. Tre looked down at her. "Oh my god, Tre, I'm sorry. I did mean....", yet her smile betrayed her innocence. "That is ok, really." "Well, I guess I should be going." "Yea, I guess I should go too. Mind if I walk with you? "Ok." They walked to her car parked in front of Tre's house. "Oh damn, my water bottle is empty. Can I get some water from your house?" Erica asked. "Of course, come in, please." They walked into his house. "Have a seat, Erica, and I will fill this up for you." She sat down while Tre went into the kitchen. Erica made up her mind. He came back in and handed her the bottle of water, then sat down next to her. ************************************************** "What is wrong with me? What am I doing?", thought Erica, a short time later on her drive home. It was as if she had two minds that were conflicting and in competition with each other. One was driven by curiosity and lust, to experience what it would be like with a black man in general, and with Tre in particular. It was this that had set her on the course of actions today. The second mind is the one that gave her a reasonable sense of propriety, that what she was doing was wrong and improper as a married woman and it was this mind that eventually prevailed and caused her to leave before things went any further. Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 02 The next day was Sunday. Neither Erica nor Robert had plans for the day. Erica put on some tan shorts and a white halter top, along with her wide-brimmed straw hat and went in the back yard to tend to her small flower garden. Robert was inside watching some sports game on TV. After Erica finished with her flowers, she went onto the patio and slipped off her shorts, revealing the string bikini bottoms she had on underneath. Then she laid on the lounge chair to pass the afternoon away while she read a book. She must have closed her eyes, because next thing she knew, Robert was shaking her awake. "Honey, it is for you. It's Tre." He handed her the phone and walked back inside. Her and Tre talked for about an hour. It started off innocent enough, with talk about going to enroll in college tomorrow. Then it led to the events of last night's cookout, and inevitably that in turn led to what happened at Tre's house. Tre wanted to know if Erica was alright with what happened. She reassured him that everything was great, and that she had enjoyed the way things happened very much. Erica was careful about being too specific. She didn't want to seem eager. They finished their conversation by confirming their plans on going to the college tomorrow before she hung up the phone. Next morning, Robert left for work at his usual time while Erica slept in until about 9am. She called Tre to let him know that she was getting ready and would be by his place around 11. She showered, then decided on what to wear. Being 25, she knew she would probably be older than most of the students, so she wanted to dress young. She chose a blue jean mini skirt with a matching blue jean vest and white undershirt. After a little thought, she decided not to wear any panties. She wore her hair down, and straightened it out, then touched on a little makeup, before putting on her not-to-fancy heels, grabbing her purse and sunglasses, and walking out the door. Once at Tre's, she parked and they decided to take the train the rest of the way. They walked the two blocks to the train station, holding hands the whole way. She noticed a few long looks from passersby, which she discovered she actually enjoyed. They sat together on the train, but when a seat opened up across the aisle from them, she told Tre that she was going to move over there so she could have room to quickly paint her toenails. She sat with her back against the window, facing Tre across the aisle, then reached in her purse for her toenail polish. She brought up her right leg and rested her chin on her knee as she applied the polish to her toes. She then struck up some questions to Tre concerning the college. He glanced over at her to answer her question, but then did a double-take. He could see clear as day the view she was providing him. Erica's skirt was completely open to his view and he could see right up between her legs. He stopped in mid-sentence and began studdering over his words as he gazed at her smooth-shaved mound, and her very small cunt, with the most lightest pink labia. He also noticed she had a small mole right next to her clit, like a beauty mark. She stole a glance up at him and saw him staring directly between her legs. She thought, to her amusement, that he very well may start to drool. She tried to hide her smile. "What were you saying Tre?" He looked up at her and blinked his eyes dumbly, "Uhhhh....", was all he could get out. She smiled sexily at him and winked her eye. When he smiled broadly, she giggled, while she switched legs and started on her left toes. Tre turned and leaned his back against his window so he could enjoy the rest of the show. Erica casually took her time painting her toenails, even humming a tune to the effect. She could feel her pussy getting wet and wondered if Tre could notice. Tre was noticing, in fact he couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful sight of her pussy. He could see it begin to glisten with wetness, and how her labia began to open apart like a flower opening it petals to be inseminated. For his part, he made no effort to hide the tent that was rising in his pants, and this, too, was not unnoticed by Erica. She finally finished and extended both her legs towards Tre. She swiveled her small feet and wiggled her tiny toes as she sweetly asked Tre how do they look. "Stunning!", he replied as he looked directly at her. She took her seat back next to him, and they resumed their trip to the college. They got there a little after 1pm and Tre helped her with the process of enrollment. They finished around 3:30 and by 5pm they arrived back at the train station near Tre's house. As they exited the train, she got a text message from her husband on her cell phone, asking how much longer until she got home. She responded that she was just leaving the college now. "That was my husband, Tre. He wanted to know how long it will be until I get home. So?" "What?" "Well, how much longer will it take for you to help me? Isn't there some enrollment papers you still need to go over with me at your place?" Without a word, Tre grabbed Erica by the hand and they rushed back to his place. No sooner had Tre shut his door and turned around than Erica literally jumped onto him and kissed him, wrapping her arms and legs around him. He firmly held her up by grasping her ass under her skirt, each cheek fitting perfectly in the palm of his large hands. They kissed madly as he carried her like that into his bedroom. He sat down on the bed with her on his lap. She frantically lifted his shirt up and over his head, then he pushed her blue jean jacket off her shoulders. She shrugged it off and threw it across the room. He began to lift her white undershirt up and she raised her arms to help him take it off, and, it too, was thrown somewhere. Erica then reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting the straps slide off her shoulders. The bra slid down and they both brushed it out of their way and somewhere off across the room it went. He grasped both her breasts as they resumed their heavy kissing. She pushed on his chest, laying him down on his back on the bed, never once breaking their liplock. She grabbed his wrists, taking his hands off her breasts, and held them down over his head. She then broke the kiss and began gyrating her hips down into his groin, grinding and smashing her bare pussy into his pants. She could clearly feel his rock solid hard-on through his pants. She sat up and let go off his wrists, only to frantically undo the button and zipper of his pants. While she worked on freeing his cock, Tre raised up on his elbows and began sucking on her lusciously pert, milky white breasts, with her small pale pink nipples. After what seem like an eternity for Erica, she finally undid Tre's pants and reached inside. She grasped his cock with one hand while, with the other hand, she pushed his pants down. She pumped his cock for several seconds with her hand before guiding it down and positioning it along her wet slit. She then rocked back and forth, letting his cock slide from her clit to her vulva, then back down again. Erica did this several times, lubricating Tre's dick from her own pussy juices, all the while as Tre continued sucking her breasts. When Tre could no longer stand it, just when Erica had slid up to where the tip of his cock was pointed straight at her vaginal opening, he reached down and pushed his cock head inside with the tip of his finger. "OHHHH!", Erica moaned as she tossed her head back. She opened her eyes and looked down to watch as she tentatively pressed down her hips. Time seemed to slow down for her, and she watched with amazement Tre's cock as the first few inches disappeared into her. Wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body. She stopped pushing down at around 3 or 4 inches, to readjust her position, and to let her pussy conform to the width of Tre's invading cock. She lifted up until he was just barely in her, then pushed down again. She held her breath as she watched another 3 inches fill her. "Oh, my god, Tre! I have wanted your cock. It feels sooooo good!" "Oh, Erica! That's it baby, work your tight little pussy, it is so tight! Good girl! AHHHH, fuck yea!" Erica was gyrating her hips side to side now, trying to help her pussy adjust to his size. Again she lifted up. By now her pussy was gushing, leaving the part of Tre's dick that has already been in her pussy glistening wet. She pushed down a third time, and the waves of pleasure caused her to cry out. When she past the 7 inch boundary, his dick entered into virgin territory that no one had gone before. She felt a little pain mixed with her please. She bit her lip in pain, but she was loving every bit of it. She closed her eyes and she very slowly continued her downward slide. She was wondering if it would ever end when to her relief she bottomed out. She had already begun to perspire. She opened her eyes and looked down at Tre. She smiled down at him. "Are you ok, Erica?" "Uh-huh. I have always wondered what it would be like to fuck a black cock." "Do you like it?" "I fucking love it!" "I have always dreamed of fucking a white girl's pussy. You are making my dreams come true!" "Good. I hope I won't disappoint you." With that, Erica began rocking her hips up and down, slowly, as they began to fuck. They continued going at it slowly in this way until Erica felt that her pussy was now fully acclimatized to Tre's cock. After about 5 minutes, Tre placed his hands on Erica's hips, and began to help her slide up and down. Erica increased her speed. Tre laid back down on his back, pulling Erica forward with him. She braced herself with her arms, palms down on the bed, with her breasts directly over his face. He craned his neck up to suckle her breasts, while he began to replace Erica's downward thrusting with upward thrusts of his own. Erica's moaning turned into pleasured protracted whimpering as his powerful thrusts pounded her from below. She felt a force within her, accumulating from all parts of her body, building up, more and more. Her crescendo changed from whimpering to crying, to screeching, to screaming, the more that this force built within her. Then the force all gathered up between her legs, and she exploded in what was quite possibly the finest orgasm she had ever experienced. She thought she felt the whole house shake as she screamed out as loud as she could. The force of the orgasm shot out all over her body, and her body shook with the waves of pleasure. She became dizzy and thought she was about to pass out. Tre pulled out of her and rolled over. Erica collapsed down on the bed on her stomach. She was only dimly aware of what was going on as she tried to regain her senses. Within seconds, however, she felt Tre grab her hips and raised them up. He then proceeded to enter her from behind. Erica's half opened eyes suddenly flew open in surprise as he entered her slowly. But she was done being slow. She pushed back hard against him, taking him all inside in one movement. Tre got the hint. Holding onto her hips he began fucking her hard doggy style. Erica began panting as she tried to talk. "Tre..UH...don't forget..UH...to..UH...pull out..UH...ok? I'm..OH...not..OH...protected..AHHH YESS!" He continued pounding into her even harder. "OH MY GOD, TRE!", she screamed, "THAT'S IT, FUCK ME HARDER! I LOVE YOUR COCK! YOUR BIG, BLACK COCK! OHHH YESSSS! HARDER, HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER WITH YOUR BIG, BLACK COCK! OHHH FUCK, YEA!" Tre turned her over onto her back. He grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up in the air as he re-entered her and resumed his hard fucking. Erica threw back her head and grabbed handfuls of bedsheets. She opened her mouth in a silent scream as her whole body shook from Tre's thrusting. Tre let out a growl and announced he was close. With this, Erica screamed at the start of her own shattering orgasm. Tre's hips moved with dizzying speed as he pounded in and out of Erica's well fucked pussy. Erica wondered if he heard her earlier about pulling out, but at this point, she was in no position to deny him anything, nor had any desire to object. She was in such a sexually aroused state, that she would have gladly accepted his seed in her if he wished it so. As it turned out, she was lucky. He bellowed like an animal before pulling out. Like a flash, Erica moved up close to his cock with her mouth wide opened. He spurted his cream with such force. Erica tried catching most of it in her mouth. She then swallowed his cock down before he was yet done shooting. She sucked him clean, and swallowed it all down. She took him out of her mouth, and kissed his member lovingly. Then she slowly raised up, kissing him up his body till she reached his face. She grabbed him by the back of the head and kissed him open-mouthed. Then she backed off, cooed, then giggled. "That was sooo....awesome, Tre! That was the best sex I think I have ever had!" She continued giggling and kissing him. They laid down together and cuddled in post-coital bliss. "You were amazing too, Erica! I had never been with a white girl before. You definitely did not disappoint." "Hmmm...good, I'm glad." They lay together for a short time before Erica got ready to go home to her husband. ************************************************** Later, at her home, while eating dinner, her husband asked about how things went with the college enrollment. "Well, I am officially enrolled! My first day is in a month. I'm so excited!", Erica announced. "That's great baby! So Tre helped with everything then?" "Oh, yea, he was a great help. Oh, and speaking of which, tomorrow is work-out night with him at the gym, so I will be a little late coming home." "Seems like you and him have been getting along quite well, huh?" "I suppose, why do you ask?" "Oh, nothing. Just that you have been spending more and more time with him." "Is that a problem?" "No, not at all, in fact I'm glad you have found a good friend." Erica wondered what he was trying to get at, but the subject dropped. In bed that night, Erica and Robert were engaging in foreplay, with feeling, kissing, and heavy petting. He then went down on her and began eating her out. This was one of the things she loved about sex with her husband. He was so good at eating her out. He had just the right method. After he brought her to orgasm, he moved up between her legs. After he had entered her, he laid on top of her for a moment, then started to do something he hadn't done in a while. He began whispering in her ear. "Baby, can you be honest with me?" "Uh-huh." "Do you ever think of Tre in other ways besides being friends?" He began pumping into her. Erica could sense this subject was exciting him. "Sometimes", she breathed. "Do you ever think about doing things with him?" "Yes", she whispered. "Do you want to do things with him because he is black, or just because he is another man?" "Well, him being black has raised my curiosity a little." He began fucking her faster. "What would you think if I allowed you to have a little fun with him?" "I would like that, and I would love you more than ever for being such a wonderful husband. The best a girl could ask for." "What would you do to him?" "I would suck his dick." "Is that all?" "No, then I would let him fuck me however he wanted." "Oh, god, Erica, here I cum!" "Oh, YES, baby, me, too!" After they finished, Robert fell asleep. Erica laid awake for a bit, thinking. What a day, she thought. She had enrolled in college, something that she has been wanting. She had sex with a man other than her husband, and a black man at that, something she had always fantasized about. She had an open, loving, and sweet husband who understood and fulfilled all her needs and wants. Her husband had just confirmed her suspicions that he was open to her having sex with not just another man, but a black man. It was just as well, because she didn't think she could not continue to have sex with Tre, even if her husband wouldn't allow it. Sex with Tre had brought her to new heights of sexual bliss, and for her, it was now true that once she had enjoyed black, she wouldn't be able to turn back. She smiled to herself in the dark. She now had the best of both worlds. A loving, wonderful husband, and a phenomenal black lover. She had played her cards expertly, and everything had come together even better than she could have hoped for. She sighed happily and contentedly drifted off to sleep. ************************************************** Next morning, Erica awoke, showered, and put on her panties and a T-shirt, then went downstairs for a cup of coffee. After her usual morning routine, she decided to call up her younger sister Laura. "Hi sis, it's Erica." "Oh hi, Erica!" After catching up with usual chatter Erica asked Laura how her boyfriend was doing. "Can I ask you a somewhat personal question, Laura?" "Shoot." "How much do you enjoy sex with your boyfriend? Really?" "Are you kidding, Erica? He puts me in heaven each time we have sex. He is quite skilled in pleasuring me. Plus it doesn't hurt that he is packing a lot down there, if you know what I mean. Why do you ask?" "Laura, you must promise me you won't tell anyone." "Ok, I promise." "Well, I met this guy about two months ago. His name is Tre. He is black. We have gotten to be really good friends but I just had sex with him for the first time yesterday. Oh, my god, Laura, it was unbelievable! I can't stop thinking about it, and I really can't wait to jump on him in bed again." "Wow, Erica! I'm surprised at you! What about Robert?" "There is nothing wrong between me and Robert and he knows about Tre." She then went on to explain the short version of events that has progressed to now for her sister. "I can't believe Robert is actually ok with you and Tre. That is amazing. You have always had the best luck in everything. So, I am guessing you and Tre will continue having sex?" "Oh, of course," Erica laughed. "Well, about a month ago Byron and I began living together. We have sex almost every night." Laura and Erica went on and giggled as they talked about their sex with their black lovers. Laura, being the more experienced one on the subject, even gave Erica some pointers and advice on how to best please Tre sexually, and even suggestions for her on how to maximize her pleasure when making love to Tre. "Also, Erica, you need to be careful," Laura warned. "What for?" "Well, I figured you probably aren't on the pill, given Robert's condition and all. One thing about most black men in general is that they are very studly and virile. You might want to think about getting on the pill." "Oh, yea, I didn't really think about that, but that is a good idea." "Don't tell mom or dad anything about Byron, ok? They still don't know anything about him." "Like I would say anything, sis. I know how they are." "Isn't it so ironic? Three out of four of us sisters are having sex with black guys when our parents tried their hardest when we were growing up for us not to have anything to do with black guys." Erica laughed, "Yes, I know. Speaking of which, I am going let you go now. I'm gonna give mom a call." Erica hung up with Laura and called her mom. Her mom was happy to hear from her. When she told her mom that she was starting college soon, her mom was happy and excited for her. "I always knew that I raised a smart group of girls. Except for your older sister, Trisha, running off and fornicating with that black man as she did. And you too need to be careful, especially since you are starting college. I have never liked you living near Philadelphia. 'City of Brotherly Love'...hmmpf! It is definitely a city of 'brothers' all right." Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 02 "Come on, mom. There is nothing wrong with what Trisha is doing, and you shouldn't stereotype all black people just because there are a few bad ones. In fact, I have met a really nice young black man who has been helping me out a lot with college and other things." Erica, dear, now you stay away from those black folk. They will bring you nothing but trouble. Does Robert know you are cavorting around with that man?" Erica rolled her eyes. It was pointless arguing with her. They continued talking for a couple minutes before Erica made up an excuse that she had to go. She got dressed in some jogging pants, a white Nike T-shirt, put her hair in a ponytail then went downstairs. She put on her sunglasses, visor cap, and tennis shoes, then left to go do some shopping at the supermarket. Coming home, she put up the groceries, called Tre to let him know she was on her way over, and left again. When Tre and her walked into the gym, they were greeted by a white haired older black man at the counter. He was physical fit for his age, Erica thought. "Hey, Tre! How goes it there, young man?" "Doing, well, Mr. Williams." "You gonna sign in your guest, there?" "Oh, yeah." "And who is this beautiful young lady you have with you anyways?" "This is my girlfriend, Erica. Erica, this is Mr. Williams, the owner." "Girlfriend, hmmm?", he glanced down at the ring on her finger. He looked up at her and smiled broadly. "Well, it is a pleasure to meet you Erica. Tre, you one lucky dude to have such a beautiful young white lady as your girlfriend." Tre signed her in on the clipboard. Erica thought about Mr. Williams, wondering why he made of point of calling her a 'white lady.' Then she thought about what he must have seen in his life. He probably grew up during the Civil Rights Era. Seeing her and Tre together as they were must be something totally different than what he grew up through, with all the segregation during those times. She noticed he kept smiling while he looked at her. She thought he might be wondering what it is like, to be with a white girl. He could be envious of Tre. "Now, Tre, my man, you know my rules about guests. I have watched you and Ms. Erica coming in for the past couple of weeks. You must sign her in as a guest, otherwise, I will have to charge you double membership. But I'm gonna cut you a break Tre, only because your pretty girlfriend here is gracing my humble gym here with her beauty." He winked at her. "Now you kids enjoy yourself, you hear." "Ok, Mr. Williams, thanks." Erica smiled at Mr. Williams and said sweetly, "Thank you sir, and very nice to meet you." "Pleasure is all mine, Ms. Erica, and you keep that boy out of trouble, now." She laughed, "Ok, I will." As they walked off towards the treadmills, Erica caught up next to Tre and whispered to him, "So Tre, I let you have one awesome night of sex with me, and now all of a sudden you flaunt me around as your girlfriend?" She tilted her head, arched an eyebrow, and smiled seductively at him. "Whoever said anything about it being only one night!" She laughed out loud, and punched him playfully on his arm. ************************************************** An hour and a half later.... Erica's back slammed into Tre's living room wall. They were both naked and he was holding her up with his hands on her ass as she had her arms and legs wrapped around him. They were kissing madly as he began pounding his cock hard and deep into her pussy. Erica put her head back against the wall, with her eyes squeezed shut. She was panting hard. "OH, GOD! FUCK ME! FUCK ME, TRE! HARDER, OH YES, YESSSSS!" Later, the two of them lay naked on the couch together, totally spent. He stroked her hair, as she laid her head on his chest. After they had regained their strength, they showed together, washing each other's bodies thoroughly, before Erica made her way home. That night in bed with her husband, they engaged in their usual foreplay, and Robert began his whispering into her ear as he fingered her pussy. "Have you decided when you and Tre are gonna fuck?" "Yes" "Really, when?" Robert began breathing heavily. "Friday, maybe." "Oh my god, are you serious? When did you decide that, what made you decide on Friday?" "I decided it today, right after we fucked", she breathed huskily. "You and Tre fucked today?!" She nodded. He raised up and looked down at her pussy, then began kissing her frantically. "Oh my god, Erica! You are such a sexy woman!" Like a lightning bolt he shot down and began tenderly licking her slit up and down. "Oh, Robert, yes, that feels so fucking good. Eat my pussy, baby! Baby, Tre fucked me so good, I loved it. I really want more of his cock, and soon. I hope that is ok with you, is it? I don't want you mad at me or jealous, cause I really love you. You are the best husband. But he just has this huge, black cock, and I love it so much in my pussy. I actually came just watching the difference of the skin color between his black dick, and my white and pink pussy as he entered it." Robert had his face buried in his wife's pussy, sucking her clit as he frantically fingered her cunt. The more she talked the more frantic he fingered and sucked on her. She reached down with both hands and held his head into her pussy. "Please, baby, I'll do anything you want me to, if you just allow me to continue fucking Tre....OHHH, AHHHH...", she cried out as he brought her to orgasm. Robert crawled up between her legs, and quickly entered her. "Oh, Erica, you are such a beautiful and sexy woman. A sex goddess! I would never deny you anything, much less sexual pleasure. I want you to keep on fucking Tre, anytime you want....OH MY GOD, HERE I COME, ERICA!" He shot his load into her and collapsed onto her, kissing her face. "I love you so much, woman!" "I love you so much, my man! Thank you!" "No, thank you!" Soon, he was asleep, as usual. She felt relieved, like a weight had been taken off of her. She now had absolute freedom. She wondered how this might affect their lives, like how the dynamics of personal relationships between them and Tre might work. At least, for now, she had Robert's cooperation, which would make it easier for it all to work. ************************************************** The next day, she took her sister's advice and went to her doctor's office to get some contraceptive pills. The next two days went by quickly, she had to work, and saw Tre both times on the train home, and both times they went to his place to play before she went home. At home, both nights, she indulged her husband's fantasy in bed by telling him details of her encounter with Tre, and her plans for Friday with him. She didn't tell him that she had already begun to settle into a routine of frequent sexual activity with Tre. Robert told her he was happy that she would be having sex with Tre, but he began expressing a desire to want to watch. She felt unsure about this latest development from Robert. She didn't think she would have a problem with it, but she had a feeling that Tre might not approve. On Friday, after they left them gym and when they got to Tre's bedroom, Erica told Tre she wanted to take some pictures with her camera phone. She told him that a girlfriend of hers was intrigued about black dick. He agreed to it and she took a couple of photos, including one of Tre's dick disappearing into her pussy, one of her giving Tre a blowjob, and another of her riding him on top. She then sent it to her husband's phone, so he could see the action. She hoped this might satisfy his need to see. When she got home, he nearly attacked her in lust. He loved the pictures she sent him. Within moments he was eating her pussy like crazy. At one point he lifted up and asked if Tre had came inside of her. She told him no. She thought he looked a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything and resumed eating her pussy. After sex, Robert suggested they invite Tre over again next weekend, and Erica agreed. Over this weekend, she didn't see Tre, as her and Robert had plans of their own, but she talked to him over the phone both nights for an hour or two each night. While the whole 'girlfriend' thing at the gym earlier in the week may have been said in order to not pay for a double membership, all indications between Tre and Erica showed that their relationship had begun to ripen into a more recognizable boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, and Erica liked the direction it was going. On Monday, as Tre and Erica made their way to Tre's place after work and school, Erica passed along Robert's invitation to Tre, and he accepted. A short time later, they were fucking in his bed. They were going at it in the missionary position with her legs up in the air. His whole body blanketed her. If anyone was viewing them from the foot of the bed, all they would be able to see was a large black man hammering his hips down mercilessly, while small white legs flailed in the air, and a pair of white arms stretched out away from them over the bed. After 20 minutes and two of Erica's smashing orgasms, she could feel Tre's own mounting orgasm. She wailed out loudly, "OH TRE, THAT'S IT BABY, CUM INSIDE ME! PLEASE, I WANT YOU TO FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR CUM!" With that she reached her hands around and clutched his ass, pushing him down into her with each of his downward thrusts. Tre wasn't about to argue. He had been wanting to cum in her white pussy since day one, and had only held back at her request. Now she was begging him to fill her with his seed. Who was he to refuse? He grunted and grimaced, "HERE I CUM, BABY! JUST FOR YOU! ERRRRR, FUCK, YEA!", he bellowed. Like a volcano, he erupted, and his hot seed spewed into her. "OH YES, TRE! I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM IN ME! THERE YOU GO, MY STUD, I WANT IT ALL, EVERY LAST DROP! IT FEELS SO FUCKING HOT AND GOOD INSIDE ME, BABY! Tre slowed down pumping his hips, but continued. They both could feel him pumping more and more seed into her. Both of them could also feel and hear a sloshing noise as he continued pistoning his cock in and out of her flooded cunt. Only after he felt depleted did Tre stop and rolled off of her. Erica sat up and looked down at her pussy. It was so saturated that she could see a pool of his semen at her vaginal opening. She reached over and jingled his balls in her hand. "My goodness, Tre! These huge balls of your sure do hold quite a bit", she giggled. They began to kiss, and she felt some of his semen leaking out of her. "That felt so good, my lover. I think I want you to cum in me from now on." "What about you getting pregnant?" She giggled some more, "Don't worry silly, I talked to my sister, and she suggested that I get the pill, so I did." "That's wonderful, but, wait, your sister? So she knows about us then?" "There you go worrying again. Don't worry about her. She, too, likes black guys, and she thought it was cool that I had a black man, too. All my sisters have gone black except for one." She laughed. "What is so funny?" "I just had a funny thought. If all black guys are anything like you, then I can't see why all woman just don't go black." "Well, us black guys would certainly love that, although I think many women would have to learn to share, because there just ain't enough of us to go around." "Well, then, it would be up to us women to have lots of your babies, to make more men for the women, wouldn't it?" "I like the way you think!" The both laughed and cuddled up to each other. ************************************************** When she got home, she went upstairs to find her husband in bed watching TV. He greeted her as he switched the TV off and she walked over and kissed him hello. It was a little past 1am. She was beginning to fall into the habit of staying longer at Tre's and coming home later and later. But Robert was taking this all in stride. "Did you and Tre have a good time?" "Honey, it was fantastic", she said as she began to undress, "and I have a little surprise for you!" He watched as she undressed. He began to get an erection, as he had a clue to what the surprise was. When she began sliding her panties down, he noticed there was fresh semen staining them. She got in bed next to him, and without another word, he dove down and began licking her wet pussy. She closed her eyes to the sensation. "Oh Robert, yes! Does it taste good for you? I had Tre cum in me tonight, for the first time. It felt so good, I loved it. How does it taste?" All Robert could do was murmur in assent, as his face was completely muffled by her muff. He sucked and licked busily on her pussy, cleaning up all evidence of semen from it. "I did start myself on the pill, so you don't have to worry about him getting me pregnant. I can see you really like this. That is good, because I am going to have him cum in me from now on." He kept on until he brought her to orgasm. He then moved up to enter her, but noticed she was sleeping. He rolled over to her side. He brushed a lock of golden blonde hair from her face, and kissed her tenderly. "My poor Erica, you're so exhausted," he softly whispered to her, "You must have had a hard day. Just rest now, my goddess." ************************************************ The rest of the weekend followed a routine. Tuesday and Thursday was workout day with Tre, and Wednesday and Friday was school and work. Sex with Tre followed each of these activities everyday. Her husband ate her pussy out every night she came home, but she only had sex with him on Thursday. Many nights, Erica really was too tired, and the fact that she was having less and less sex with her husband in no way indicate that she was falling out of love with him, or that he wasn't good in bed, it was just that Tre was something new and different. Tre was better, she had to admit. She figured that, at some point, the thing with Tre would eventually run its course, and things would return to normal as they were before. However much she vaguely viewed things as eventually returning to normal, as if it should, somewhere in her mind she knew something about their marriage had changed fundamentally, and from that there would be no going back. Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 03 It was Saturday morning. Erica lay awake in bed. She heard activity downstairs. Robert had always been the early bird, even on his days off. The past week had been great for Erica and she was loving every bit of it. Sex with Tre had put her walking on clouds, and it showed. Two of her female co-workers had even commented about it, saying that she had a glow about her and that she was looking much happier than usual. They smiled knowingly at her, as if they knew, but she didn't let on as to the real reasons of her change. Tre was proving to be a very ardent and eager lover. He had brought Erica to higher levels of sexual pleasure and enjoyment, levels that she had previously not known existed. And for her part, she strove with an intensity to reciprocate those levels of sexual pleasure to Tre. She was delighted when he acknowledged sincerely how good she was in their trysts. But this morning her mind was roiling with thoughts and feelings of guilt, uncertainty, and above all, confusion. She felt guilty from her increasing desire of Tre at the expense of being with her husband. She was uncertain about where this desire might lead to, or even where she wanted it to go. She loved Robert without a doubt, and with Tre it was only about the sex, although the passion and desire was strong and intense. What was troubling was that her passion and desire was mounting with Tre, while at the same time it was proportionately decreasing with Robert. Then there was the confusion. It was Robert's acceptance, and even support, of her and Tre that brought it to this point. It even seemed like he was trying hard to get her and Tre closer together in their relationship. She didn't understand what led to her husband having such a fetish as this, or if there was a limit to it. The question foremost in her mind was where would this all lead to, and how would it end. To top it all off, she was feeling the discomfort that was always associated with the imminent arrival of "that time of the month." "Goddamit," she muttered to herself as she sat up in bed, pushed the blanket aside, and swung her legs off the side of the bed. She stood up and went into the bathroom. After turning on the shower, she went to the medicine cabinet to look for her Midol. ************************************************** Throughout the morning, Erica tried to be civil to Robert, but she was grumpy and annoyed at even the smallest of infractions that he did. Robert took it all with a grain of salt and just tried to maintain a little distance from her. He was no stranger to her cycles. She stayed on her phone mostly, so Robert was glad he didn't incur too much of her premenstrual wrath. He heard her talking to one of her sisters, but mostly she was on the phone with Tre. She was lounging on the couch, wearing only a T-shirt and panties, which was her usual morning wardrobe on her days off. She was watching TV as she talked with Tre. Robert watched her from the kitchen. She seemed to be in a happy mood talking with Tre, with plenty of laughing and giggling going on. Occasionally she would glance back at Robert and her conversation would decrease to whispering, punctuated here and there with schoolgirl giggling. He looked at her smooth, silky legs and could not help but think how incredibly sexy his wife was. Sex between them had lessened considerably recently, and she seemed to be growing more distant toward him, even as she was growing closer to Tre. He did feel some jealousy over it, what normal guy wouldn't? But he only had himself to blame. The jealousy he felt was offset by the extreme arousal he got from her relationship with Tre, and how it obviously was growing into something beyond just friendship. Even now, as his beautiful and sexy wife talked on the phone with her lover, he was aroused. He had allowed things to get this far between them already, but how much further would he allow things to go before he felt that enough was enough? He didn't want things to get out of hand, but Erica really seemed to be enjoying herself. He had confidence in Erica, that she would differentiate between lust and love, and that she would know when to end her fun with Tre. And so in this way, Robert ceded to Erica the decision making for the course of actions of her affair with Tre. "Robert, honey, do you need help with anything in there?", Erica called out. "No, sweety, just relax and enjoy your day. I have everything covered." "Ok, I love you." "I love you, too, beautiful." Erica resumed her phone conversation while Robert went about his routine around the house and yard. Later, around mid-afternoon, Robert was tinkering around in the garage, when Erica, adequately clothed by now, walked in. "Hi honey. Whatcha doing?", she asked rather bubbly. "Nothing, just doing a little bit of organizing." "I see." She walked up behind him and began giving him a shoulder rub. "Ahhh." Robert chuckled suddenly. "What's so funny", she asked, smiling. "I know what you are doing. You want something." "I don't want anything that I don't already have in you," she replied sweetly. "Uh-huh, sure." "I was just thinking. Why don't the three of us go out to eat tonight, instead of staying here and cooking. Just for something different. What do you think?" "Sounds like a good idea to me." "Great! Well, I'm off to get ready then. I will go pick up Tre and bring him here, then we will all leave together from here, ok?" She kissed him on the cheek and then trotted off to go get ready. ************************************************** They had chosen a nice, casual restaurant near their home. The hostess seated them in a booth, and they all ordered their drinks. After their waiter left with their orders, they comfortably settled down into easy and friendly conversation. Tre sat across from the married couple. He liked Robert and had gotten along quite well with him. He surely thought him a lucky guy to have a wife like Erica. Erica, he thought. Now what a woman she was. He did feel a little badly that he was getting along so well with Robert, while he was regularly screwing his wife. But Erica was one hot little white girl, who really knew how to please him, and he didn't intend on ending this anytime soon. "Poor Robert", he thought. "He has no clue. He can't even see how she is subtly flirting with me even right now, in front of his very eyes." He didn't want to hurt Robert in any way, yet, he was beginning to really like Erica, and he wanted her. Although he was patient and knew it would take time, he would have her be his woman. To Tre, making Erica his woman was a foregone conclusion, that it was going to happen and he would end up taking her from Robert, and Erica would happily and willingly allow herself to be taken away. What Tre was hoping for, was for all this to happen with the least amount of devastation to Robert. After they finished their dinner, they decided to go to a pub across the street. There was a live band playing and the place was quite crowded. They played some bar games, enjoyed the music, and kept the alcohol coming. In all too short of time, however, it was last call. The three of them had a great and fun night together. Erica was laughing and hanging off the both of them. They gathered up their things and made for the exit. They had all had quite a lot to drink. They decided to leave the car in the restaurant parking lot and walk the short distance back to the house. They stumbled and laughed the whole way. When they walked into the house, Robert took Tre to show him the guest room where he could sleep, then they gathered back in the living room and talked for about ten more minutes before Robert announced he was going to bed. "Are you coming dear?" he asked Erica. "Go ahead dear, I'll be right behind you shortly. I'm going to talk to Tre for a bit longer then I'll be up, ok?" She watched as Robert went up the stairs and waited until she heard the bedroom door close. She stood up and sauntered over to the couch where Tre was seated and sat closely next to him. She placed a hand on his leg and the other on his shoulder. "Now the real fun begins," she smiled at him seductively, as she slid her hand up his leg. "Erica, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, Robert..." "Shhh!" She put her finger to his lips. She looked him in the eyes and smiled, then reached down and began to rub the crotch of his pants. "With as much as he's had to drink, he will be lights out the second his head touches the pillow. And if he does come out, then he will just have to enjoy our show." They began kissing deeply. The house was silent except for the soft, wet, sound of their lips smacking together. She slowly unzipped his pants and slipped her hand inside. As she began to reverently caress his package, they locked their lips together and took turns sucking each other's tongues. She pulled his cock out and began slowly pumping it. After a moment, she let out a small moan into his mouth as she felt her pussy twitch in growing excitement. She broke their kiss to look down as she continued pumping him. "Oh, God, Tre!, she gasped, "I can't get over how much I love your cock!" She looked up into his eyes with raw lust. "It is so handsome," she whispered. "Good, baby, because it is all yours." "Tre, please fuck me! I need you to fuck me right now!" With that, she stood up in front of him and began quickly removing all her clothes. Tre pushed his pants down to his ankles. Within seconds, Erica stood fully naked in front of Tre, and she began helping Tre remove the rest of his clothes. As Tre stood, he let his eyes wander over her body, taking in all of her supple, beautifully soft, pale nakedness. "Damn girl! You are a goddess! Come here." Tre put his hands on Erica's waist, and sat down on the couch, pulling her towards him until her breasts were level and directly in front of his face. He began lightly kissing, then sucking on her nipples. Erica stood on her knees on the couch and shuffled forward closer to him. She looked down. Her pussy was directly over his cock, which was pointing straight up at it. The tip of his cock was less than an inch from touching her hot and wet vagina. She held her tit with her hand, feeding it to Tre's mouth as he continued to suckle on it. Meanwhile Tre reached down to hold his throbbing cock steady and guided it to her opening. It was literally aching to feel Erica's soft and warm insides. Erica noticed Tre holding his cock right at her vulva. Her state of sexual arousal was so intense that her labia and vagina had naturally spread out and opened up in a quivering wet, welcoming anticipation to Tre's imminent entry. Erica bent her knees and began to lower herself down. As Tre's big, black knob made first contact with Erica's soft pink petal, Erica cooed in delight. As the head entered, she began to feel the intoxicating ripples of primal pleasure that she had come to expect as it spread throughout her body in waves. She slid down further and watched as more of his shaft disappeared into her body. Her whole body shuddered and spasmed and she suddenly threw her head back and moaned out in orgasm. "Erica! Quiet!", Tre hissed. "Oh, but it feels so fucking good, Tre!" She pushed herself down hard until they were fully coupled together. She could feel him deeply inside her, and it was such a safe and secure feeling, that she felt nothing wrong or bad could ever happen to her as long as they were joined together. She reached behind and between her legs, feeling for his massive ball sac. She watched him intently for signs that she was pleasuring him as she rubbed both of his balls with her fingers. When he closed his eyes, laid his head back, and exhaled in pleasure, she smiled. "You like that?", she asked softly. "Mm-hmm." "Good." She continued to softly massage his balls for a moment. Then she took Tre's head in both of her hands and began kissing him as she slowly began sliding herself up and down his shaft. "Just stay still, relax, and enjoy it, baby. Let me do all the work," she whispered. She started going faster up and down as she started panting. She placed her hands down on Tre's legs below his knees, arched her back and thrust her chest out as her bouncing on Tre's lap reached a peak. Tre began to thrust up as Erica was thrusting down, and soon they were fucking in perfect synchronization. After nearly 15 minutes of their bodies moving in perfect unison, Erica reached a dizzying orgasm. She wasn't vocal, rather she was forcing herself to keep it inside her so they wouldn't wake Robert, but in reality she felt like she was going to explode. She threw herself forward to rest from her exertions. She rested her head on Tre's shoulder and wrapped her arms around his back. Tre now took over all the work, and began slamming fast and hard up between Erica's legs, so hard in fact that she had to hold tightly onto Tre for fear that he might buck her completely off his lap. Erica glanced up by chance, and suddenly, she barely made out a glimpse of Robert, watching them fuck from the shadows at the top of the stairs. She grinned devilishly as she continued to receive Tre's upward pounding. "If it's a show he wants," Erica thought to herself, "then a show he shall get!" Erica turned her mouth real close to Tre's ear and began lightly licking him on his neck just below his ear. She then whispered into his ear, "God, Tre! You are fucking me so very good, my stud! I need you to go faster...OH....harder!" Tre suddenly grabbed her, unexpectedly lifting her up and off of his cock. He stood up off the couch, cradling her like a baby in his strong, muscular arms. Then, turning, he laid her gently down on her back on the couch. It surprised her how suddenly he had reacted. She was totally at his mercy, and knowing he was powerful enough to do with her whatever he pleased, yet using that power gently, but with a manly force, served to once again bring her to the brink of orgasm. He stood on his knees on the couch, assuming the position at her feet. Erica's legs flew open instinctively, one leg going over the headrest of the couch, the other off of the couch and onto the floor. Tre scrambled forward between her legs and tackled her. As his cock slid back in on its own accord and without any guidance, Tre growled quietly, "You are my woman now Erica!" The orgasm that had been building up within Erica from Tre's display of raw, manly power suddenly exploded when she heard him say those words. He began pounding deeply into her like a jackhammer, and his balls began slamming against her ass like wrecking balls. Erica's whole body went limp as she completely submitted to him. "Yes, I am your woman, Tre!", she panted heavily, "Now FUCK me! FUCK your WOMAN, yes, yes....YESSSSS!" Erica could no longer hold back, and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she had her first ever back to back successive orgasms. Tre placed a hand over Erica's mouth to muffle her scream. Her scream was loud enough to have been heard anywhere in the house. He quickly glanced over his shoulder to the top of the stairs, but didn't see anything. As he held his hand over her mouth, he gave her a series of short, powerful thrusts, then squeezing his eyes tightly shut, he groaned. Erica felt him begin to shoot his cum inside of her. The initial powerful spurts that she felt hitting her cervix turned into an exquisite sensation of warmth inside her as his seed spread throughout and filled her womb. Like a car that had run out of gas, Tre's hips began to slow, until finally he came to a stop. They both looked at each other for a moment, breathing heavily. Erica smiled, "Wow! That was awesome!" She lifted her head up to kiss Tre deeply. She felt him still inside her, but softening now. "I can't believe we did this with your husband just upstairs," he grinned broadly. Erica giggled, "I know! Isn't this crazy?" "Come on, let's get dressed and call it a night before Robert really comes out and sees us like this." Tre quickly dressed, but Erica made no move to get her clothes on. Once Tre was dressed Erica led him by the hand, still naked, up the stairs, leaving her pile of clothes by the couch. She noticed Robert was no longer where he was hiding, but she didn't expect he would be. They tiptoed down the hall, past her bedroom door, to the guest room at the end of the hall. Erica reached in and flipped the light switch on. They faced each other in the doorway. Erica looked up at him with the biggest smile on her pretty, oval face. She placed a hand on his chest as she tiptoed up. They kissed, long and romantically. Breaking it, they looked at each other. "You are an amazing girl, Erica." "You think?" "I don't think, I know. See ya in the morning." "Ok. Good night." She slipped into her bedroom. It was dark, but she knew Robert was in bed. Suddenly, she felt exhaustion hit her like a ton of bricks. She could feel the semen oozing down the inside of her thighs. She went in the bathroom and cleaned herself up a little, then, returning to the bed, she climbed in. Robert rolled over and placed his arm over her. He cuddled close to her, gave her a kiss, and whispered that he loved her, but Erica was already asleep by that point. ************************************************** Erica's eyes blinked open. Bright sunlight filtered through the curtains into the room. She yawned and rubbed her eyes, then looked over to the clock on her nightstand. Almost noon. She stared up at the ceiling for a moment. Then she remembered last night with Tre. She felt giddy and smiled, then giggled to herself. She ran her hands over her breasts and down her stomach. Last night with Tre was different, and she felt it. She had already had sex with him about a dozen times now, but last night was different than all the rest. They didn't just have sex last night, they had made love. The difference that she felt was powerful. When they had sex, the feelings were for the moment, but now, even eight hours after it happened, she could still feel the effects from their lovemaking. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist that feeling. She hopped out of bed and quickly rinsed off in the shower. Putting on a shirt and panties, she quietly opened the bedroom door and peered down the hallway. The guest room door was closed. She stealthily padded down the hallway and looked downstairs. No signs of her husband anywhere. She went back down the hallway and quietly opened the guest room door. Tre was still asleep. His legs and midsection was covered with sheets, but his bare chest was exposed. She smiled and bit her lower lip as she sneaked in and shut the door without making a sound. Then she walked ninja-like next to the bed and quietly laid down next to him. She propped her head up on her elbow as she looked at him sleeping, then with her other hand began to softly rub his smooth bare chest. He opened his eyes and looked up at her smiling down at him. "Good morning, Tre." "Good morning," he said as he yawned and stretched. "Did you sleep ok last night?" "Like a baby." "Good. You can use the shower in our bedroom. While you shower I will go downstairs and make you a nice breakfast. Just come down when you're done." "Sounds good, Thanks." "You're welcome. But before we do all that, I believe something else must be taken care of first. "What is it?" She said nothing, just smiled at him and slid down the bed. He watched her go down, before clasping his hands together behind his head and closing his eyes as she began to give him what would turn out to be a great morning blowjob. ************************************************** Erica showed Tre where the shower was. She did everything for him. She asked how he liked his water temperature and ran the water accordingly. She went and got him a towel, then helped him undress and watched him get into the shower. And while she did all this for him, her smile never left her face. She wanted to bathe him as well, but she had to go downstairs and start on making Tre breakfast. Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 03 As she started making his breakfast she felt really giddy and excited. She kept on replaying over and over in her mind him saying "you are my woman now Erica!". Just thinking about it was turning her on immensely. She suddenly wondered where Robert was. She had not seen him at all this morning. She looked out the window at the driveway and noticed his truck was gone. They had left her car at the restaurant last night, so she wondered where he might have gone. She heard Tre coming down the stairs. She was still cooking the breakfast as he came and stood in the kitchen. "Feel better?", she asked. "Like a million bucks." He watched her cooking him his breakfast in just her shirt and panties. He started to get aroused. "Where is your husband?" "I don't know. His truck isn't here." "Your pile of clothes is still next to the couch, with your bra and panties on top. Don't you think he would've seen them and wondered?" "I've told him that I wanted to fuck you, and he didn't say anything about it. I think he allowed me to have sex with you, like it was erotic for him. I think I even saw him watching us, but I am not sure." "Really?" Tre stood silent for a moment, taking in this new information about Robert, and how it would play even better with his plans to make Erica his own. He felt he had made tremendous progress last night, and Erica seemed to becoming more and more his woman. His arousal grew more. She bent over to get a pan out of a cabinet. Her ass was pointing straight at him. He stepped forward and placed his hand on one of her buttocks and rubbed. She stood and turned around to face him, smiling ear to ear. He took a step forward and she stepped back into the counter. She placed her hands behind her on the countertop as he leaned into her. He had one hand on her hip, while the other hand was on her upper arm. They began kissing. She took her hands off the counter and draped her arms over his shoulders and behind his neck. Suddenly, they heard a truck door slamming. They quickly separated. Tre sat on a kitchen stool while Erica resumed her cooking. Erica glanced over her shoulder at Tre and smiled seductively at him as the front door opened and Robert walked in. "Good morning, honey," Erica said without looking at him. "Good morning." Robert smiled, glancing between the two of them. "It is good to see the two of you decided to join the world of the living. Did you get enough sleep Tre?" "Oh yes, the bed was very comfortable. Thanks for letting me stay over last night, and for the great time we had last night." He glanced nervously at Robert. As he was talking, Robert had leaned over and gathered up Erica's clothes by the couch, with her bra and panties on top. He was also nervous about being there with Erica dressed as she was. Her t-shirt was white and made of thin, transparent material. Tre could clearly see her breasts through them. Likewise, her panties were real skimpy, with only a small patch covering, and it, too, was white and transparent, giving him a clearly enticing view. None of this seemed to disturb either Robert or Erica in the least. They moved about quite normally. Robert walked to the laundry room adjacent to the kitchen and tossed the clothes in a hamper. "You are more than welcome. Erica, is there any coffee made?" Erica set out three coffee cups and filled them, giving one to Tre then another to Robert. "I was just making our guest something to eat, honey. Are you hungry, too?" "No thanks. I've already eaten. I've actually got some yard work to do, so I will be out back getting started on it." Robert walked out. Tre and Erica sat down and ate breakfast. They ate in mostly silence, but the looks they traded each other spoke louder than words. Later on, Erica poked her head out the back door to let Robert know that she was taking Tre back home and would be home later. She told him they would walk to the restaurant to get the car and leave from there. When they got to Tre's house she went inside with him. They decided to watch a movie together and she cuddled up with him on the couch as he wrapped his arm around her. After the movie they moved into his bedroom. For the next hour, they made love slowly and unhurriedly. It was nightfall when she left Tre's. She couldn't believe it. She was so happy. She thought she might be falling in love with Tre. But she was already a married woman. Her marriage to Robert was becoming more like an obstacle for her to overcome so that she could be with Tre. She hadn't fallen out of love with Robert, but she was becoming more indifferent to their marriage. This was a big change in her mind from just 24 hours ago. What was she going to do? As it turned out, Mother Nature decided to intervene. Not long after arriving back home, Erica period began. Robert didn't mention anything about last night, but she knew that he knew what they did. He himself grew more distant to her over the following week. She also kept herself apart from Tre as much as she could, although they rode home on the train on Erica's work nights. After getting off the train she turned down his invitations to stop by his place for a bit, and would just say good night and get in her car and leave. They also talked a little on the phone, but all in all, the following week was a week of silence between the three of them. The next weekend, Robert asked Erica if she would like to take a day drive to New York just to get away. They spent the day in Manhattan touring their favorite locales and generally had a good day together. Her period was over on that day, and that night when they returned home her and Robert had sex for the first time in almost 10 days. She had been horny enough to want it after a week without sex, but as they got into it, she realized that it just wasn't as enjoyable anymore with Robert. She needed Tre. Tre had been confused by Erica's behavior throughout that week. He didn't know the reasons behind why Erica was all of the sudden giving him the cold shoulder, but he figured that it was best to let her have her time and space to herself and not put any pressures on her, and that she would come back around, stronger than before, when she felt the time was right. On Sunday night, Tre was proven right. She called him and they ended up talking on and off throughout the day. They made plans for the coming week, and she was in an overall jubilant mood. Erica had requested from her boss that she work Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday, so that way it would fit in with Tre's school schedule, and her and Tre had planned for their usual work-out days on Monday and Wednesday. Monday and Tuesday came and went along with the agreed upon plan, including sex. On Wednesday, however, Tre called to ask Erica if she would like to go out to dinner, just the two of them, instead of working out, and she agreed. She went to find Robert downstairs. "Honey, don't worry about dinner tonight. I have a date tonight with Tre, ok?" "A date? So when exactly did we become roommates instead of husband and wife?" "Robert, dear, quit being silly. It is just dinner. I will be starting my classes on Monday, and we are going to talk about it over dinner. Why is that such a problem?" "It isn't a problem, just that you called it a date. Why can't you just invite him over to talk about school, or on the phone?" "You really shouldn't be acting so jealous, Robert. It doesn't suit you. I know Tre and I have been spending a lot of time with each other lately and I can see how you would be jealous, but there really is no need for it. Things will change after my classes start. We probably won't have any time at all to see each other. Now give me a kiss. I might be out a little late, I don't know. It depends on how dinner goes. You don't have to wait up, I'll be fine. See you when I get home." Before Robert could say anything else, she was out the door. They ended up going to a classy restaurant where Tre treated her to a wonderful dinner and some wine. Afterwards they went dancing at a nightclub. It had been ages since Robert and her had been dancing. The night was fabulous and Erica had the best time, so good in fact, and as impressed with Tre as she was, that when they arrived back at Tre's place around 12:30am, it wasn't long at all before Erica found herself flinging her legs open and Tre sliding into her. She got home around 3am. She didn't see her husband for the next two days, as he worked days, and she worked nights, but she saw plenty of Tre. She wouldn't see Robert until Saturday afternoon, for the first time since Wednesday afternoon. Sex with her husband throughout this week was non-existent, but with Tre it was daily. Erica could tell that Robert was beginning to have more and more problems with her seeing Tre, it was visible in his attitude recently. But he really hadn't spoke out against it yet. On Saturday he was grumbling and complaining about it a lot, but Erica was able to reassure him that she had everything in control. Somehow, he bought all her assurances, but even Erica was finding it hard to legitimately explain all her time with Tre. On Sunday, Tre called. He told Erica that he had decided to move out of his place by the end of the week. An opening at the campus dormitories was available to him, and he jumped on it. He explained how it would be a tremendous savings to his finances, and it would be easier for him to concentrate on his studies. On Monday, Erica began the first day of her classes. The day went well, and she discovered how much she was looking forward to her schooling. She seemed to fit right into the college atmosphere. This is awesome, she thought, this is right where I belong. By Wednesday, Erica told her husband that she was intending to put in her two weeks notice at her job. They really didn't need her to work anyways. Her income was more for a supplement, and they could still live well on just Robert's income. She explained that it was too much for her to both work and go to school, and besides, she wanted to become a full time student. Once she got Robert to agree to her quitting her job, she went upstairs and began to get ready to go out for the night. She dressed stunningly for a night out on the town. She went downstairs and stood before Robert. "How do I look?", she asked as she gave a little twirl. "Where do you think you are going?" "Did I not tell you? Oh, well, I am going out with Tre tonight. He is going to take me out to dinner, and we will probably go out dancing afterwards. We decided that Wednesday nights will be our night out together from now on. Oh, and by the way", she said, changing the subject, "did I tell you that Tre is moving back into the dormitories? Yea, he will be settled in by this weekend. It will help him out not paying for rent and all. So it doesn't look like I will be seeing him hardly at all anymore. Oh, my goodness! I'm running late, I have to get going. Our dinner reservations are for 6pm. I probably won't be in until late." She gave him a kiss and bolted out the door. Later, after a night of dinner and dancing, they once again went to Tre's place. His place was filled with packed boxes and a bed. Tonight, they tried something different. He laid down on his back on the bed, and she moved on top of him in a 69 position. The sensation of her blowing him while he ate her out was amazing, for both of him. The sex that followed was all the more pleasurable. Her screams shook the windows. Before she left, they both agreed that not only would Wednesday be a night out for them from now on, but it would also be a night when they would try new kinds of sexual acts and positions. On Friday, Tre finished moving out of his townhome and into the dorms. Erica went to work that night and put in her two weeks notice. Her first full week of her classes went by with flying colors. Things were great between her and Tre and were only getting better by the day. Erica was enjoying her new role as Tre's woman. Robert was another story. He realized he had let things get too far. How did it get to this point? He was losing Erica, he knew, whether she wanted to admit it to him or not. What had started out as his fetish to have her enjoy a black man had turned into his worst nightmare. It was all his fault. He would have to do something about it if he had any hopes of holding on to his wife, he just hoped it wasn't too little, too late. Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 04 Erica moaned out and grasped Tre's arms just above the elbows. They looked into each other's eyes as they slowly fucked in the missionary position. They were in his bed at his dormitory room. They had just finished their classes for the day. Outside, a thunderstorm was raging, with a hard steady rain, flashing lighting, and booming thunder. It was a perfect evening for staying under covers and making slow and luxurious love, and that was what they were doing. The summer semester had gone by so fast, and now Erica found herself in the last week of the semester with finals looming. It had been a stressful week with all the studying and cramming she had done with her school work. Tre had helped tremendously with her studying, and had helped relieved much of her stress, just as he was doing now. They were in bed together, making love, and she could feel the stress unwind from her body with each slow, downward thrust of his hips. A lot had occurred over the summer. She had quit her job and was now a full time student, and with Tre moving into the dorms, they no longer had their train rides together, as they had during the first few months when they had met. Despite that, they had found other ways to be with each other more and more, and they had grown much closer. They had continued with going out to dinner on Wednesday nights, and it had soon led to further outings together. They had reserved Friday nights to go out for dancing and drinks. Sex between them was now a daily thing, sometimes more than once a day if they had the time. Then there was Robert. What could she say? As things got better with Tre, they had worsened with Robert. In fact life with him had become steadily unbearable. They no longer had sex and hadn't had it in over two months now. The frequency with which he confronted her over her relationship with Tre had increased during the summer, and it always led to arguments. He wanted her to stop seeing Tre, while reminding her that she was his wife and he was her husband, and that her seeing Tre so much was totally inappropriate and unacceptable to him. She always responded calmly to his rants. She tried reasoning with him. She tried telling him that Tre was her friend and that she couldn't, and wouldn't, stop being friends with him. She never backed down from that point, and eventually Robert had to concede that to her. Then he would insist that she at least stop having sex with him. But she was unwilling to give that up either and stood her ground firmly on that as well. She would remind him that it was all his idea in the first place. She told him that she understood that all this had begun to satisfy his desire to see her with another man, but now it wasn't just about him anymore. She had feelings and desires that had to be considered and met too, and she wasn't able to so easily suppress them like he wanted her to. She pleaded for him to understand, and that if he really wanted to see her happy, as he always told her, then he would allow her relationship with Tre to continue until such time as she saw fit for it to end. She told him that it would just have to run its course naturally, and that there was nothing that he or she could do to stop it before that. This always seemed to work in settling the argument for the time being. She understood that Robert loved her, and that she was still his wife, but she just couldn't help it. She was Tre's woman now, and the sooner that she could make Robert understand that, then the better it would be for everybody. But she realized she just couldn't throw all that on Robert all at once. She had to take small steps to achieve that goal. At first, it was true; it had been just about the sex. But very quickly she had developed feelings for Tre that went beyond just friendship or sex. Of course, she had thought she had felt the same way with Robert, but she had been sheltered and much younger then. Now, with Tre, the sex was only just the icing on the cake, and she was a woman determined to have her cake and eat it too. She had been keeping in close contact with her younger sister out in Berkeley, and through her, her older sister had found out about her relationship with Tre. For Erica, it was good to have them to talk to about this, since she couldn't talk to anyone else about it. They understood what she was going through and supported her continuing her relationship with Tre. They even encouraged her to begin deepening her relationship with Tre, especially in light of what she told them about Robert's worsening behavior towards her. She appreciated and valued their encouragement and agreed with it. She especially valued their occasional pointers and advice on how to please Tre sexually. She wholeheartedly put these pointers to practice, and to her delight, saw that Tre really did enjoy her ministrations. During the semester she had also become really good friends with a fellow classmate. She was an art major from France studying here on a student visa. Her name was Cherie. They had so much in common and had become fast friends. Her English was ok, but it naturally had a thick French accent. She was slightly taller than Erica, and slender, and she had to admit that she had a great body, the kind that all guys drool over. She was pale skinned like Erica, but she had a long, luxurious mane of light red hair that shined and flowed over her shoulders. She had light beauty freckles, also like Erica, on her cheeks and her shoulders. Her ice-blue eyes were piercing. She was 25, same age as Erica, and married. Her husband stayed behind in Bordeaux while she attended several semesters here to finish her degree. Erica was amazed at Cherie's seemingly steadfast commitment to her marriage. She had been here for a year now, and Erica didn't think that she herself would be able to last that long without sex, especially given the fact that so many handsome college guys were always trying to flirt with her. But Cherie always turned down their advances. The three of them, her, Cherie, and Tre, studied together, and frequently hung out on their off time, whether in their dorms, or going out. Cherie knew of the situation of Erica being married, yet having relations with Tre. She told Erica that she envied her for being able to experience other men outside of her marriage. She said she could only hope to be so lucky to have experiences such as Erica's outside of her marriage. Whenever the conversation was brought up, Cherie would always ask her questions about what it is like to be with a black man. Erica could see that Cherie was very curious, and quite possibly interested in experiencing sex with a black man. Erica was always eager to satisfy Cherie's questions and inquisitive mind on the subject, and laughingly would tell her she really should try it sometime, and that if she was really interested in fucking a black guy, then she would help set her up with one. She always made Cherie blush and smile embarrassingly when she suggested that, then she would change the subject. But she noticeably never declined the offer. Erica could feel Tre picking up the pace. His huge, low hanging balls began audibly slapping against her butt. She moaned loudly as she felt his shaft begin to swell. "You like this Erica? You like my cock inside of you?" "Oh, yes!" "It feels so good, doesn't it, baby? So much better than your husband?" "Oh, god, yes! So much fucking better! Go faster, harder!" She wrapped her arms and legs around him and he picked her up as he stood upright on his knees. The both began frantically thrusting their hips towards each other with increasing speed, thereby bringing their common goal of wanted his seed to enter her womb closer and closer. The wait wasn't a long one. Tre gave one final hard thrust into her, and they both fell forward with him on top of her, as the first shot entered deep inside of her. The thunder and lightning was reaching a crescendo outside. Tre continued pumping his hips as stream after stream of his semen continued filling Erica. As has happened many times before, the amount of cum expended by Tre was too much for Erica to take in, and it began to gush out even before Tre stopped his pumping. Both of their genital regions became soaked and smeared by their combined sex juices. Tre collapsed on top of Erica, both of their bodies covered with sweat. Erica exhaled with a whoosh, then smiled and giggled as she stroked his back. He lifted his head up off of her chest and they kissed in post-coital bliss. She could feel that he was still semi-hard inside of her. "You are so awesome!", she gushed as she rubbed his smooth shaven head. They both took a moment to catch their breath. Erica looked over at the clock. She sighed in disappointment as she brushed her sweat-dampened hair out of her face. "It is getting late. I guess I need to start thinking about going home." "Are you kidding me? Erica, look at the storm outside. No, I'm sorry, but I can't let you drive home all that way in weather like this." "Yea, I guess you are right. It should pass in a little while, then I will go." "No, by the time it passes it will be too late at night. I think the safest thing to do is to just stay the night here, with me." "Erica giggled. "And what will I tell my husband? Something tells me that he won't like the idea of me staying the night with you." "Who cares what he likes, it is for your safety. What do you want to do?" "I want to stay the night with you." "Ok, then, what you want is more important than what he wants. He's got to learn not to be so selfish. If you want, just tell him you are staying at Cherie's room." Interesting, thought Erica. How come I never thought of that excuse? "Ok." She began to text Robert that she was staying the night with Cherie because of the weather. Tre leaned down and began kissing her neck as she was doing this. Robert had met Cherie a few times when she brought her over to their house to study, so Robert knew of Cherie. Robert texted back: "So when will you be home?" Erica: "Idk, probably tomorrow night." Robert: "Well, have fun with ur bf. BYE!" Erica showed the texts to Tre. "How much longer are you going to put up with him?" "I don't know. He is still my husband. I do feel bad about hurting him. He was always a good husband. And if it wasn't for him, then we probably would've never gotten together, so be nice." "But you are my woman now, Erica. And you know that means you will have to leave him." "Yes, I know. Just gotta give it time, baby. I'll make him understand and come around to the idea. It isn't easy for a man to accept losing his woman to another man, you know? I don't want to drop it on him all at once. I think it will be easier for him to accept that I am your woman now if I do it gradually. I think he is beginning to realize it, though." Tre smiled and changed the subject as he swirled circles with his finger around her breasts and down to her navel. "I have told my family about you and they want to meet you. Especially my mother. She is so glad that I have finally found a woman, at least that is what she says. What do you say that instead of going out to eat on Wednesday, we go introduce you to my mom?" She smiled, "I would love that." "You will have to take off your wedding ring, of course." Tre watched as she took it off right then and there. They both smiled at each other as she dropped it on the side table. Tre leaned down and began kissing her chest. Then he grabbed both of her breasts with his strong hands and gently squeezed. He paused and looked up at her. "You know, I guess one thing you should be glad about is that Robert was never able to give you any children." Erica arched an eyebrow. "You mean, like how you can?" They began to kiss again and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. She felt his cock, still inside of her, stir and come to life. It grew and grew and she felt it grow until it was fully erect again inside of her. She smiled as they slowly began to fuck again. The next evening, Erica arrived at home. She walked in the front door, set down her purse, and kicked off her shoes. Robert was in the living room watching TV. "Oh, hi, Erica, nice to see you. It is good to see that you remembered where your home is. What has it been now? Almost three days since you've been home?" "Robert, don't start, please. I have had a long day. You know this is the week of finals. I have been very busy with my school work. Did you make anything to eat?" "I ordered some pizza, it is in the kitchen." She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a slice. Robert walked in after her. "Erica, how much longer are we going to live like this? It is apparent to me that you prefer Tre over me. If that is the case than why are we still married? I still love you, but I can't continue like this." "Ok, Robert. Maybe I haven't been the wife of the year to you lately, and maybe I haven't been entirely good with being open and communicating with you. But the truth is that I do have feelings for Tre. I can't help that, or change that, and I don't want to. But that doesn't mean that you have done anything wrong, and I don't want you to think that you did. You are a wonderful husband, and I will always love you for that. I just need for you to understand. I am trying to find that happy place for me. It is all very confusing to me right now and I just need time to sort it all out. Can't you do that for me? Didn't you always want what makes me happy?" "Yes, Erica, I have always wanted the best for you. But I am not sure how much time I can give you, or how much understanding I can afford at the expense of myself. You need to figure it out soon, because I can't go along with this very much longer. How can I be married to a wife who is never intimate with me, and yet goes out and fucks another man every night? You have been fucking him, haven't you?" "Is that what is bothering you? No sex? Come here, Robert. I'm sorry. I have just been so busy lately. Please understand." She hugged him. That night she had sex with her husband. It was very quick and she didn't get off to it. She felt it was necessary to give Robert this little reassurance, but afterwards she felt like she had cheated on Tre, and it made her feel guilty. She didn't want to feel that way again. If she didn't realize it before, than it was then that she knew that she didn't want to be with Robert anymore and that she was entirely Tre's woman now. She wasn't going to mention this to Tre. Finals came and went. Erica, Tre, and Cherie made it through ok and they looked forward to the fall semester. Cherie flew back home to France to spend time with her husband for awhile before the new semester began. The following week, Tre took Erica to his mother's house. Tre had told Erica that his family knew that he had a white girlfriend, so she had no need to worry or feel out of place. When they arrived and he introduced her to all his family, it was like a celebratory gathering. Erica figured it was because of his successes at college, but she sensed that it also had a little to do with her being with him as well. They were very nice to her, but she also felt that her being white and blonde haired was something of a novelty to them, especially judging by the looks she got from the male members of the family. Tre's mother took to her really well. Apparently, Tre had said much about her to his mother, and she treated Erica like she was already a part of the family. Overall, she had a good impression of his family, and she herself left a good impression on them. Tre confirmed as much after they left. For the next several weeks up until classes resumed, Erica found that she had no real valid excuses for staying away from home as she did before. She couldn't tell Robert that she was studying late, or that she was staying with Cherie, and so she had to decrease the time her and Tre were together, to her dismay. It made her look forward and cherish the times that they were together all the more. They continued their Wednesday dinner nights and Friday dance nights, which, thankfully, Robert had never spoken out against. It was on one Friday night, after they had danced until 2am that Tre drove her home. After they had pulled into her driveway, Erica pleaded with Tre to come in. She had quite a bit to drink and was extremely horny from all the close and dirty dancing that they had done. Also, she wasn't looking forward to a weekend without him. She finally convinced him and she literally dragged him inside. The house was dark and she pulled him up the stairs, laughing and stumbling the whole way and making quite a racket. They made their way past the bedroom Robert was sleeping in, and into the guest bedroom, where they tumbled down onto the bed. She started tearing at his clothes. They ended up having sex. As drunk as she was, Erica made no effort to keep her pleasuring silent, despite Tre's effort to keep her quiet. The next day was a fiasco. When her and Tre woke up, they showered together, and, after dressing, went downstairs. Robert was down there and watched them come down together holding hands. Immediately Robert began confronting Tre, asking him if he liked taking away another man's woman and things such as that. Erica thought they were going to start fighting, and so she got in the middle of them to push them apart, and she berated Robert for starting it. Robert began to yell at Erica with things like how could she be his wife when she was fucking another man in his own house. This angered Tre more and Erica had to push Tre towards the front door. Erica told Tre to go wait in the car. She glared at Robert and stomped up the stairs. She gathered up some clothes and personal effects, tossed it all into a bag and went back downstairs. "You can be such an asshole sometimes, Robert! Why are you doing this?" "I'm the asshole?! Why, because I don't want to stand by and do nothing as I am losing my wife?" "I have already explained that to you, but I can see that talking to you doesn't seem to be working." "Where are you going?" "I'm going with Tre, and I will stay with Tre until you learn how to be more decent." "Well go then, go live with your lover. Get the hell out!" With that she left and slammed the door. They went back to Tre's dorm room. Tre's roommate was away for a few days so she stayed with him. Later that night Robert texted her to say he was sorry. She accepted his apology but told him that her and Tre were still upset at his outburst and she was going to need to spend a few nights with him to get over it. She also told him that his behavior was unacceptable and that he needed to control his temper like an adult next time. He promised that he would. The 'next time' happened a few days later. Tre's roommate returned, and Erica and Tre went out to watch a movie at the theatre. Afterwards they drove back to her house. She convinced Tre to come in again, saying that she wanted him to stay with her tonight. Tre was reluctant and unsure if it was a good idea, but she told him not to worry, that Robert was sorry for what he had done and would not get angry like he did before. They went up to the guest bedroom where they had sex and fell asleep together. Next morning, she gave him a morning blowjob, then they showered and went downstairs. Robert was watching TV. He glanced at them once again coming down holding hands. Erica walked Tre to the door where they kissed goodbye and she told him to call her later. She walked over to the armchair, grabbed a magazine, and plopped down to read. She glanced at her husband. He was watching her with a stoic look on his face. She flashed a brief smile at him, folded her legs under her in the chair, then lifted her chin up as she flipped through the magazine. Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 04 "You let him take your car?" "Yes. He will be coming back later tonight to pick me up. We're going to go out to dinner." Robert turned back to watching the TV in silence. Erica glanced at him again from the corner of her eye, and smiled again to herself. She could see he didn't like it, but it seemed that she had finally gotten him to accept reality. Tre and her were going to have sex whenever and wherever they pleased and that was going to make things so much easier for her from now on. It meant no more excuses or sneaking around. Later in the day, she was talking with Tre on the phone. When she hung up with him, she bounded up the stairs to get ready for the evening. She soon came back down and grabbed her purse. "Robert, dear, I'm leaving. Tre is here to pick me up. I think I might just sleep at his place tonight. I'm not sure. Shall I text you if I decide that I will?" "Sure," he mumbled without looking at her. "Ok, have a good night," she said sweetly as she walked out and shut the door. And so with this precedent that Erica had established, it paved the way for her to make a routine out of being with Tre every night, either at her place or his. Robert no longer spoke against it, although he did much grumbling under his breath at times. Eventually, however, Robert became used to it, even to the point of him telling her to have a good night whenever she was about to leave with Tre. He began going out as well, with friends to bars and poker games. He seemed to be getting her out of his mind and moving on. Soon the fall semester began. Her friend Cherie had returned from France, and long with her and Tre, they resumed their classes. Erica applied to be Cherie's tutor, to help her get along with being in an American college. As such, the college approved for her to be Cherie's dorm-mate. She still lived at her house, but she stayed most nights in her dorm room with Cherie. It was a common habit for Tre to come to their room to study with the two girls, and they stayed up many a late nights pouring over textbooks, eating pizza, laughing and talking. They went to the college parties together. The three of them soon became virtually inseparable. Erica was enjoying her life for the first time since high school. She had come a long way from being a predictable, bored and boring housewife, as her marriage with Robert had her being, to a fun-loving, partying, college student that she had since become. She felt so young and alive. She also loved being Tre's girlfriend. Their worlds rotated equally around each other. The life she was living was all due to Tre. She really felt like she had hit the jackpot with him as her boyfriend. One day, in the first week of November, Erica told Tre that she was going to go home after her classes to see Robert and get a few things to bring back to her dorm. She said she would see him the following day in class. She went home and found that Robert wasn't home. She didn't feel like staying alone in an empty house, so she grabbed up her things and made the hour-long drive back to the college. She got to the door of her and Cherie's room and inserted her keycard. When she entered the room, she was totally unprepared for what she saw. Tre and Cherie were in the room, and as always textbooks and papers were all over the desk and floor. However, they weren't busy with the school work. Tre was sitting on the bed, without his pants, and Cherie was kneeling in front of him between his legs, and she was topless. Erica's mouth dropped open, and Tre and Cherie looked like a pair of deer caught in the headlights. Erica dropped the knapsack she was holding, and both Tre and Cherie began to sputter off excuses. Erica closed her open mouth and blinked her eyes. She took in the sight of Tre's big and hard black member, with Cherie's hand still wrapped around it. Then she looked upon Cherie, with her shock of soft, light red hair, flowing over her smooth milky skin. She could see the side profile of her left breast. Her breasts were larger than Erica's. Erica's breasts were a soft and supple swell from her chest that came to a point at her nipples, whereas Cherie's were round, full and firm. Cherie's were the type that guys would cup with their hands on the undersides, while Erica's was the type that the guys might like to grasp in their entirety to rub and massage. Cherie's nipples were rosy pink and Erica's were of the lightest shade of pink. Erica was small and petite, and Cherie was tall and slender. This sight that Erica beheld, coupled with Cherie's fumbling excuses alternating between French and English words in a highly erotic French accent had a strangely arousing effect on Erica, and she felt it in the tingling sensation between her legs. The effect was noticeable to both Tre and Cherie as they both stopped speaking and watched Erica. They could see the look in her eyes turn from shock, to a desirous lustfulness. It was their turn to be shocked as she slowly walked towards them. She stopped next to Cherie, standing over her. Then she slowly knelt down, and with a seductive smile she looked into Cherie's eyes. She lightly placed her hand on Cherie's bare shoulder. She then looked up at Tre, still smiling, and placed her other hand on his upper thigh, before slowly sliding it over to his cock. She placed her hand over Cherie's that was still firmly grasping Tre's member. She then looked back at Cherie and gave her a little nod. Cherie looked up at Tre, then, smiling, lowered her head back down and took Tre into her mouth. Erica stood up and began undressing. After sliding her panties down, she was completely naked. She leaned in to kiss Tre, then helped him take off his shirt, leaving him now naked. Tre reached down and cupped Erica's pussy with his hand, sliding a finger up and down her slit, feeling the existing wetness while causing her to become even more wet. He slipped his middle finger into her while using his thumb to massage her little clit. Cherie saw this as her head was bobbing up and down between Tre's legs. She stopped for the moment, stood up, and slid her blue jeans and panties down her legs, and stepped free of them. She squatted back down to resume giving Tre head, while she put her hand between her legs to rub her own clit. Tre leaned forward to suck on one of Erica's breasts. The room was dead quiet except for the sounds of Cherie's slurping, Tre's sucking, and Erica's heavy breathing. After about ten minutes of this three-way pleasuring of each other, Erica raised Cherie off of Tre's cock and gently pushed her down on her back on the floor. She got on top of her and groped her breasts as she began kissing her. Cherie responded by reaching her hand between their bodies and felt Erica's clit and pussy. Tre got down behind them and buried his face into Erica's ass, licking her pussy, while he rubbed on Cherie's vagina below. Erica raised up her head and moaned, then went down to suck on Cherie's breast. Erica began moving her hips, accentuating the feeling of Tre's tongue up her slit. She then pressed down, mashing her clit against Cherie's. She continued with this, up to Tre's tongue, down to Cherie's clit. It wasn't long before both Cherie and Erica out in unison in ecstasy. Erica flipped over, positioning her pussy directly above Cherie's face. Cherie lifted up her head, and her tongue began lapping at Erica's vagina. Meanwhile, both Tre and Erica had buried their heads between Cherie's spread open legs, and were busy at work with the prize that lay between them. Erica loved the thin strip of soft red pubic hair that was brushing against her chin and cheek. Likewise, Cherie liked the so-blonde, almost invisible, no-need-to-shave pubic mound that belonged to Erica. And Tre, well he was considering himself as probably the luckiest guy on Earth at that moment, about to fuck the two pussies that belong to these two incredibly hot, white, women. Tre had always had a thing for white women, and the fact that both of them were married somehow made it all the more better to Tre. Perhaps it was the conquest of something that belonged to another, something that was sacred and off-limits. He couldn't explain the reason, nor was he interesting in explaining them. Sure, he knew it was wrong, but that wasn't going to stop him from fucking their pussies. Besides, when it came to Erica, her marriage had become a mere technicality. Her pussy belonged to him now anyways. Cherie took her face out of Erica's crotch just long enough to let out a moan as Tre and Erica busily pleasured her with their tongues. "Oui! I love that! It feels so good!", she moaned. Cherie resumed eating Erica's pussy. Seconds later it was Erica's turn to lift her head up, and she giggled out of sexual pleasure as Cherie held onto her thighs to hold her hips still. "Tre, darling?", Erica breathed huskily. Tre looked up at Erica. She softly caressed his cheek as she gave him a kiss. She broke from him and looked at him with glazed eyes. "Fuck her. She needs you to fuck her now!" Tre needed no other encouragement. He brought himself upright and shuffled into position. Erica took hold of Tre rigid and ready to go shaft, and pulling him closer, lined him up for entry. With her other hand, she used her fingers to spread Cherie's labia open. With her face less than an inch from Cherie's pussy, Erica could see her vaginal hole. Erica extended her tongue to lick at her opening. Cherie, with her face still pressed firmly between Erica's legs, was not aware that she was about to be penetrated. As Erica brought the head of Tre's cock to Cherie's opening, she flickered and swirled her tongue over and around his big, black knob. As his black flesh made contact with Cherie's soft pink flesh, her hips jumped in surprise. Tre quickly pushed forward, pushing the head inside of her. "Mmmmmm." She brought her legs up and bent them at the knees. Erica helped her by spreading her legs further open. She then proceeded to lick her clit, letting her tongue travel downward, then up along Tre's shaft as it ever so slowly disappeared further into Cherie. Erica swung her leg over and climbed off from on top of Cherie. She laid next to her, fondling her breasts and whispering reassurances into her ear as Tre continued to penetrate her. Cherie turned her head to face Erica and they began to deeply kiss each other. The deeper than Tre went the more that Cherie moaned into Erica mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, Tre was finally buried into her up to his balls. He slowly pulled his whole length out, then pressed forward. He did this slowly another five times until Cherie's pussy had comfortably conformed to his length and circumference. At that point, there was no stopping Tre. He grabbed Cherie's legs and positioned them on his shoulders. He then proceeded to fuck her steadily and in earnest. "OUI! MY GOD! I have never felt a dick as good as yours! DON'T STOP!" Tre began hammering hard into her. It was hard to tell how many orgasms Cherie had. Her legs were flailing in the air, with the bottom of her feet facing skyward. Erica knew the look on Tre's face only too well. He was getting close. "Ohhhh, shit! HERE IT COMES!", Tre growled. Cherie began screaming loudly. Erica quickly shot down to where the action was. She watched closely at Tre's cock where it was going into Cherie's pussy. His shaft was coated in white from Cherie's cum. Within seconds Tre's thick white semen began shooting out of the sides of her pussy as Tre continued pumping. He was filling her with copious amounts of his seed, and the pistoning action, together with the suction caused by the tight friction of their joined bodies, was causing Tre's cum to not just leak out, but to squirt out. Tre slowed down his pumping. He pulled out, with a thick strand of his semen extending from his cock down to her hole, which was over-filled. Still more thick globs of semen pulsed out. Erica took him in her mouth to take in the last bit. He was still rock hard, with no indication of softening. Erica knew he would be ready to go again very soon. That amazed her about him. She had never known a man with such sexual vigor that could expend so much cum, and be ready to go again with five minutes. He had done this to her on several occasions. He truly was a stud made for maximum breeding. This was partly why she was not angry with Tre and why she initiated this threesome. His sexual fortitude was geared toward this, and women are naturally and biologically drawn to men such as him. When Cherie was able to compose herself and still her quivering thighs, she got up and joined Erica in front of Tre. She looked at Tre with twinkling eyes and a big dreamy smile of pleasured contentment. Together they licked his cock and balls clean, then raised up and kissed him as they ran their hands over his chest while fondling his love tool. So overcome with lust and desire as they were, that they were all over him with a primal reverence and adoration for his manly sexual prowess, not to mention the tool he was wielding. Not more than five minutes after he shot his load in Cherie, Erica sat back and laid down on the floor in front of Tre. She spread her legs wide open, inviting, even begging, Tre to climb between them. He held her by her love handles and eased forward, sliding into an extremely wet and willing pussy. Erica watched as Cherie sat back and watched while rubbing her own clit. Erica looked down at Cherie's pussy to see Tre's sperm slowly oozing out of her vaginal opening. Tre began a good rhythm, bringing Erica to orgasm within a few minutes. She propped herself up on her elbows and lifted her knees almost up to her chest. She looked down and watched in delightful amazement his cock plowing in and out of her. They fucked in this position for at least ten minutes before Erica pulled away, turned around, and arched her back, causing her butt to stick up and out in the air. Tre pulled her back onto him. He quickly hammered her, sending shock waves of pleasure through her body. She turned back to look at him, smiling, before crying out in ecstasy. Each thrust he gave into her pushed her body forward, but he held tightly onto her hips so he would stayed coupled to her. He pulled out, and with quickness she turned around and gently pressed him lying down on his back. She climbed on top of him until she was positioned just over his groin, then she eased down onto him, sliding down his cock until she felt him fully inside her once again. She placed her hands flat against his chest and began rocking her hips in an up and down movement. She gradually picked up speed until, before long, she was bouncing up and down on him. It was enough to have her breasts bouncing as well, and Tre, who had always loved Erica's breasts since he first gazed upon them, couldn't help to reach out with to grasp them with both of his hands. He alternated by rubbing and squeezing them firmly. Erica tossed her head back and moaned loudly. "OH, Erica, baby, get ready! It's cumming! OH, FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM!" He began thrusting up fast and hard, nearly bucking Erica off of him in the process. She leaned forward, laying on his chest, and embraced him, letting him do the work. In this position, Tre's cock curved upward and back as he thrust up, allowing him to penetrate Erica even further. His hips became a veritable blur as his cock tensed and swelled with imminent release. Erica grabbed Tre's head in both of her hands and smashed her open lips into his. The first blast of seed erupted into her like a launching rocket, going deep inside of her. Erica could feel his cock swell with each successive wave ejaculating into her. She felt his warm essence fill her completely, and still his cock shot more and more. As with Cherie, she began to feel it coming out forcefully from the sides of her cunt around his cock. She tightened her vaginal muscles around his cock, trying to create a seal to prevent the escape of any more of his semen and to keep as much of it inside her as she could. She felt his warmth spread, and it felt fuzzy and slightly ticklish as the walls of her uterus became coated in Tre's baby making sperm. Erica thought, although not for the first time, about how it might not be a bad thing to stop taking her birth control pills. She gave a little smile as she thought of doing it. It's not a bad idea at all, she thought giddily. The idea of Tre impregnating her and fathering a child through her gave her heart a nice flutter in her chest. She almost laughed out loud as she then thought about how her husband might not approve of it, although it did seem to her quite selfish of him to begrudge her getting pregnant by Tre, since he would never be able to get her pregnant himself. It is her choice after all. It shouldn't matter whether he approves of it or not. She would think more of it later and eventually talk it over with Tre as well. But already her mind was set. She wanted to get pregnant by Tre, and she wanted his baby. She felt the last drops of seed transfer from him into her. His pumping slowed to a stop. She gave a little jump as she felt hands on both her ass cheeks and someone licking her pussy from behind. She almost had forgotten Cherie was there. Tre had fucked her so good that it left her a little senseless and forgetful of her surroundings. Erica and Tre remained still, embracing and joined at the hips for a moment with her head resting on his shoulder. She lifted herself up and off of him. His worn out member slipped out of her and plopped onto his stomach. Cherie took him in her hand to lick him clean. Both women now sat back with big smiles and dreamy contented looks in their eyes. Both were over-filled with Tre's seed, and some of it began leaking out and running down their thighs. They sat around and talked about how wonderful the sex was between the three of them for several moments, before cleaning themselves up. Tre then suggested they walk down to the all night diner across from the college for a bite to eat and some coffee. The three of them walked across the campus happily content from the evening's events. They sat for about an hour at the dinner as they ate and drank some coffee, laughing and talking like friends do. Nobody who looked at them would think they were anything other than friends. But for them, after tonight, their relationship would move beyond just friendship. They got back to Erica and Cherie's room a little past midnight. They spread out all the blankets and pillows from both beds onto the floor. It wasn't long before all three of them were naked once again, playfully tickling and wrestling with each other on the floor. And not much longer after that, their playful romping around would lead to the three of them intertwined, once again, in various sexual positions. Finally, around sunrise, the two girls fell asleep with Tre, on either side of him, all naked, all exhausted and sexually spent, satiated, and satisfied. The next day, while on a break between classes, Cherie and Erica sat together on a bench in the campus green. They hadn't gotten much sleep, but they were all smiles and giggles when they looked at each other and shared thoughts from last night. "What happened to you, Cherie? I mean, I could tell that you were always interested in the thought of having sex with a black guy, but you were also so committed to your husband. You were always pushing guys away from you at all the parties back during the summer. What happen to change you?" "I don't know. My husband and I argued a lot when I visited home. I don't think he can handle the strain of a long-distance marriage. It is starting to show in his behavior. Erica, I just wanted to tell you on sorry I did that, it just happened, you know, unexpectedly." "No, no, no, Cherie! It's ok. I really had fun last night. I have never been with a girl, in fact I never really even thought of it seriously. As for Tre, well I couldn't ask for anyone better to share him with than my best friend. I trust you." Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 04 "But there is something else, Erica, which I am afraid of. I am not on the pill." "Really? When is your period due?" "I think in two weeks. Oh, Erica! I am really so sorry. I just hope I don't get pregnant." Erica laughed, to Cherie's astonishment and confusion. "Cherie, strangely enough the thought of you being pregnant from Tre doesn't bother me. I wouldn't mind if you are. I think you should worry more about your husband. I think he might be pissed." "Ah, oui, but honestly, I don't think we will be husband and wife for too much longer, and this could turn out to be the raison d'etre." "Oh, so what will you do if you are pregnant? Would you mind having a child by Tre?" "Oh, oui, I wouldn't dislike it. I will love the baby very much. Many women in France have child from black man. Black man in France love many white women. It is common and not seen as a bad thing like here in America. It is just my hope that I finish my studies and find good job first." "But you will graduate after next spring right?" "Oui." "So if you are pregnant then that would mean you wouldn't have the baby until after graduation. So it will be good." "Oui, I hope so." Erica told Cherie that she was thinking about getting pregnant by Tre also. They talked a short time about that before it was time to return to their classes. As it turned out, Cherie did not get pregnant. Although she had breathed a sigh of relief, after her period was over, she enthusiastically joined Erica in having ardent and frequent sex with Tre. Most of the time it was the three of them together, but Erica reassured Cherie that she approved of Cherie having sex with Tre alone if she wasn't around, which they did on several occasions. Erica had also had a talk with Tre shortly after their first threesome with Cherie. She assured Tre that while she wasn't mad at him for initiating sex with Cherie that first night when he thought Erica wouldn't be there, she did lay down some rules for him. She told him that it was only natural for a man like him to want and have other women, and for other women to desire him, but first and foremost she was his woman, and he should never do anything behind her back again. If he wanted another woman, all he had to do was ask her. She also told him that Cherie was her best friend, and that he was free to have sex with her whenever he wanted, free of worry. She told him that Cherie was more than up for it as well. Although not as frequent, Erica and Cherie had sex together as well. This was something new that Erica had come to enjoy. That was another thing that she had been raised to believe was bad. Her parents had just as strongly disapproved of same sex sexual relations as they did also with interracial relationships. Oh, to think what her parents would say if they knew what she had been up to. She was doing everything the opposite of how they raised her. She didn't see or hear from Robert very much at all anymore. She had gradually moved all her belongings into her dorm room over time. Whenever she did go home, she always had Tre with her and they would sleep together and have sex in the guest room. Despite Robert's acquiescence of this, her and Tre still gave discretion and respect for Robert most of the time by trying not to be too loud while having sex, as difficult as that could be for Erica. Most of the time she couldn't help but scream out loud as Tre came inside of her, and she knew it must have awoken Robert, if he hadn't already been awake. She had even spent Thanksgiving with Tre and his family at his mom's house. She was already considered as one of the family. She was delighted when she would hear them refer to her as Tre's woman. She had texted Robert to see what his plans for Thanksgiving were, but he never had responded back. One day in the first week of December, Robert called Erica to ask her to meet him. He told her that they had an ultimatum to discuss. Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 05 *I would like to give a special thanks to an awesome person (you know who you are) for help in collaborating and brainstorming this story together. The story wouldn't be half as good without your help. And a big thanks goes out to all my readers and commentators who motivate and inspire me, even the negative ones, who I love to piss off. Your negativity inspires me all the more. I just hope that after you read my story entirely through, oh vitriolic anonymous ones, you have the presence of mind to grab a towel and clean yourselves off before getting to work typing out your descriptive, outraged, negativity and moral indignation!* A few days later, Erica finished her classes for the day and drove to the bistro where Robert had arranged to meet with her. On the way there, Erica wondered what Robert was going to say to her. Well, she did have a clue, but an ultimatum! What was that all about? It sounded so serious and foreboding. She hadn't seen or spoken with her husband in several weeks now, although she hadn't done so with hurtful intent towards him. It was just that with her studies, she hadn't had much free time, and what little free time she did have was reserved for her and Tre. Besides, her house was an hour drive away from her dorm, much too far away. So, she knew this ultimatum of Robert's was something important involving their marriage. She was a little nervous, but she had known that it might come to this. For the past two months Robert had seemed to finally come to accept her relationship with Tre, but during this time she never really knew how he felt about it. Was he resentful, indifferent, or unhappy? She had no way of knowing. He had hidden his emotions from her in the few times that they had communicated, and he always appeared so stoic. Did he want to meet with her to announce and arrange a divorce? She really hoped not. For while she had developed a strong, intense, and deep love relationship with Tre, she could honestly say that she had not fallen out of love with her husband. However, it was a love that needed a little redefining. This, she decided, would be the basis of her counterpoint to whatever Robert had to say to her today. She had worked hard at redefining her love to him, slowly and subtly over time, since the beginning of her relationship with Tre. But today, she figured, may be the day of make or break for their marriage, and she was at least prepared for that outcome, as much as she hoped it would not come to that. She arrived at the bistro and walked in. She looked around and spotted Robert sitting alone at a small table for two. Gracefully, she walked over to him with her chin up, full of confidence. "Hi Robert," she said, smiling pleasantly. "Hello Erica," he replied sullenly as Erica took her seat opposite of him. He looked haggard and unkept. They looked at each other in silence for a short time, which began to grow uncomfortably awkward until the waiter approached. Erica noticed Robert was nursing a glass of beer. "I'll take a beer as well," she told the waiter. "How's school been going for you?" Robert asked. "Oh, it has been lots of hard work, but I am getting it done. I have tried calling you." "Yeah." "Yeah, I just wanted to see if you're ok." "I needed time to myself. I have had a lot on my mind lately and I have been sorting it all out." He took down a gulp of beer as the waiter returned with Erica's glass. She took a small sip. "So, your thoughts are sorted, I presume, which is why you asked me to come here." "I've volunteered for an assignment to Germany. I leave in three days. All my things are packed and in order. I will be gone for six months," he said bluntly without emotion. "Oh!" Robert searched her face for a reaction. Erica was caught off guard by his unexpected announcement, and her surprise showed. "Our house is paid for until I return and it's available for you stay in if you want. If you decide not to stay there, all I ask is that you go there from time to time to check on it." "Yes, of course." "I want you to do something else for me. I took this assignment with the hope that it might help us decide how to best proceed with our lives. While I am gone I want you to think about us and when I return I want to know if you still wish to be my wife." Erica could only nod her assent. She didn't know what else to say. Robert took another gulp of his beer, then the waiter returned and they placed their orders. As Robert looked at her, he thought of how much he loved her. She looked so beautiful and professional, with her blond hair done up in a bun, with her black rimmed glasses on, a white sleeveless shirt which bared her lightly freckled shoulders. Her collarbone showed how femininely she was built, yet her small frame accommodated breasts that might be considered average on a woman of a different build. Yet, the form-fitting shirt she was wearing perfectly outlined them, and they looked quite larger on her small frame. Her long and lithe legs were smooth and flawless and she sat with them crossed at her knees, just under the hemline of a black short skirt. Her feet (oh, how he loved her small delicate feet!) were clad in black high heels and her toe nails were painted a light pink, her favorite color. Truly, she is a wife that needed to be loved and adored as a goddess. He couldn't stand the thought of losing her, despite the fact that they were no longer intimate and that she had been unabashedly giving herself to another man for many months now. Erica was disturbingly quiet as they ate, and so Robert had no way of knowing what she felt. Robert continued on in a business-like tone. "While I'm gone, you don't have to worry about anything, the bills are also taken care of. All you need to worry about is your school, groceries, and gas for your car. If you need some money, I opened a separate account for that. I will put money into it twice a month. Here is the card, and if you run into any problems where you need more money, just let me know. Even though we will be apart, I hope you will contact me from time to time, just so I know you're ok." "I will Robert, and thank you," she said quietly, still surprised by all of this to the point where her level of confidence had plummeted. He reached out across the table and placed his hand on hers. "Erica, I have missed you so much and I have never once stopped loving you. Please consider us while I'm gone." "I will Robert, I promise. And I have never once stopped loving you." The glimmer of hope shone in Robert's face. "But, I do love Tre as well." Robert's face fell just as quickly, and Erica regained her confidence. She withdrew her hand from his. "Just as I have promised to consider us while you are gone, I need you to consider the love Tre and I have for each other. Can you do that?" "But Erica, how can you love two men at the same time, and how can I love you when you also love another?" "Robert, dear, a marriage is not about what you should expect out of your spouse. To believe that is selfish. Each partner should be strong and open-minded enough to know what the other's wants and needs are. And each partner should be secure enough in their love for the other to be prepared to provide that for them, whatever it may be. Stop looking at our marriage just through your eyes only. It is obvious we both still have feelings for each other. I never changed in that. It was you who changed when you began refusing to acknowledge and accept what I want and need. Only then did I reciprocate in kind. The love I have for you is different and exclusive to the love I have with Tre. I have always loved you as my husband and for the husband you have been for me, but there are just some things that Tre offers that I need. Just the same goes for you. My marriage and love for you offer me things that I need and which Tre can't provide." Robert slowly shook his head. "But what about our marriage vows?" "What about them, Robert? I vowed to be faithful, and I always have and always will be. I have never done anything behind your back and as long as my needs are met, I will never have any reason to. I have vowed to love you in sickness and in health, till death do us part, right? I have never considered myself doing otherwise, nor have I faltered in that. I have honored all of our vows, but nowhere does it say that I can't also love another man as well. I really don't see why a woman must resign herself to loving just one man, if she chooses to love another as well." "So what about me? By that logic you should be willing to accept that I can love another woman outside of our marriage, just as you love another man." "As a woman, have I not satisfied and met all your needs?" "Well of course you have." "Then no, I don't agree. I don't accept you to love another woman other than me because you have no reason or basis for doing so. That would be unfaithful to me and against our vows. Now, while you are over there in Germany, you need to think about what I've said. If you're willing to accept that I'm in love with Tre, as well as you, and if you're willing to accept me continuing to be with Tre, then you will show the proof of your love to me and the level of your commitment to me. Are you willing to think about what I've said?" Robert said nothing, just stared at her with an odd look on his face. "I really must be going. Thank you for lunch." They both stood up. Erica walked around the table to him and reached for both of his hands. "I really hope you do consider the things I have said. Would you like me to see you off when you leave?" "No, you don't have to. But please keep in contact with me as much as you can." "I will, don't worry. And you be careful over there, ok?" With that, they embraced and she kissed him on the cheek. Then she parted from him, walking out of the bistro as gracefully as she did walking in. Three days later, Robert left for Germany. ****************************** Erica relayed to Tre everything that was discussed between her and Robert at the bistro. After a little discussion and the weighing of pros and cons, Erica and Tre decided to move into she and Robert's vacated house. The distance between the house and their college was rather far, but the conveniences, greater space, and complete privacy was enough to sway them. Within a few days of Robert leaving, they had left their dorm rooms and moved all their belongings into the house, settling in comfortably. They quickly adapted nicely to living together. They would commute together back and forth to school. They cooked, cleaned, and ate together. In the evenings they would relax and cuddle on the couch together. Once or twice a week they would go out for dinner, drinks, dancing, or a movie. They would shower together. They would sleep together, in the same bed that she had previously shared with her husband. For Erica, it was initially strange and weird sharing her marital bed with Tre, but she grew accustomed to it, and it didn't take very long until she considered it as a part of normalcy in her day to day life. The best part of all this new arrangement, for both of them, was their frequent and highly intense and passionate lovemaking. Now that they had the luxury and security of private surroundings, they had free reign to bring the sexual enjoyment of each other's bodies to a virtual and veritable art. They did so with wild abandon, yet unhurriedly with no sense of rush, never tiring of finding new ways of bringing each other to orgasmic highs. The possibilities seemed endless, yet always explosively orgasmic. Now that they had their privacy, Tre was free to shake the house by force of his thrusting and bellowing, while Erica was free to rattle all the glass in the house with her screams of ecstasy, some nights lasting all night long. It went way beyond what either of them had ever experienced before. They explored every inch of each other's bodies. They worshipped each other as a respective god and goddess of sexuality, and paid homage to each other with new and ever exciting ways of pleasure and sensuality. Erica took pride in her skills at pleasing her lover, especially orally. Her slow and methodical ministrations always gave great pleasure to Tre, which delighted Erica immensely. Only by properly pleasing him in this way would Erica feel her own body prepare itself to be taken by Tre, at which point she would fully surrender herself by spreading her legs widely open to him. She loved to look down and watch Tre penetrate her. With glazed, lustful eyes, she would gaze in amazed wonder over her tiny blond, barely-there, patch of soft and fine pubic hair, to between her thighs, where she would witness Tre's large and thick black cock slowly disappear within the soft, lightest shade of pink folds of her small vagina. The sight of this almost always brought her to an instant, shuddering, orgasm. Tre was a very ardent and attentive lover, relishing the sight of her long blond hair and creamy, pale white, skin. As his hands would glide over her exquisitely smooth and soft curves, he couldn't help but want to lift her small and lightweight body up in his arms. Enveloping her, he would then fill her fully with his manhood. Thus joined, he would hold her to him, gently, yet powerfully, until the combination of his love and his seed would flow and stay inside of her, to take root and grow. They would live together in this way for the whole six months that Robert was away. Erica and her husband kept in contact as they had agreed to do, communicating by phone or email a couple times a month. It was mostly just pleasant and casual chatter. Erica told Robert that Tre had moved in with her and although she didn't go into detail about her and Tre's interactions and living arrangements, enough was implied to where Robert assumed that they were sleeping together and with Tre basically assuming the role as Erica's live-in boyfriend. ****************************** All too soon, Robert's time in Europe was over. He was looking forward to returning home and seeing Erica again. He had carried the hope of their marriage with him the whole time, and Erica's attitude during the times he had talked to her had bolstered this hope. In their last conversation, a week ago, she had expressed that she too was looking forward to his homecoming and told him that she would meet him at the airport. Robert knew that his decision to spend some time away from his wife in Europe had been a good and sound one, for it seemed that the intended effect to draw them closer together had succeeded. He had come to realize that his love and need for her was too strong and he couldn't bear the thought of being without her. She seemed she felt the same way. While Robert didn't know what the relationship dynamics between her and Tre would be like once he returned, he was determined to adopt the policy of open-mindedness, just as she had wanted him to do before he left. All he wanted really was to be with her and to see her happy. Beyond that nothing else really mattered. As he exited the plane and walked through the terminal, he could barely contain his excitement at being reunited with Erica. Finally he came to a large area where a large crowd had gathered to greet the arriving travelers. He easily spotted his wife among the crowd. She was holding a sign that read "Welcome Home Robert!". When she spotted him she smiled and waved. Robert broke out into a big, happy smile as he made his way to her. She was every much the beauty that he had carried in his mind for the past six months, even more so actually. Even from a distance her skin possessed a glowing, radiant sheen. She was dazzlingly dressed in a flowing white summer dress. They moved to give each other a welcoming embrace. "How was your flight dear?" Erica asked. "Very long...ummm." Robert shifted his body within their embrace. He immediately sensed something was not quite right and was thrown of kilter as he tried to figure out why their embrace was awkward. Confusedly he looked down. "Wha...what is that?" Erica grinned big as she looked at his confused expression. She reached down and smoothed her loose fitting dress tightly against her abdomen, revealing a slightly swollen bulge in her belly. "That," Erica announced proudly, "is going to be little Tre jr. Well, really, I haven't yet decided on the name, but that is who that is going to be." "Oh....wow!" Robert said weakly. He felt his knees grow weak and his head felt like it was spinning. He barely heard Erica continuing to talk and was having a hard time registering what she was saying. "I'm almost five months along now," she was saying happily. "I can already begin to feel him making little fluttering movements inside of me. The feeling is indescribable, sort of like butterflies in my stomach. I love how it feels. Oh, I'm so excited! Of course, Tre is very happy, too. Oh, Robert, what am I thinking? You must want to get home and relax after your long flight. You look exhausted. Let's go get your luggage. We can talk more about this on the drive home." All Robert could do was nod and follow his wife to the luggage pick-up area. ****************************** On the drive home, Robert sat quietly in the passenger seat. He barely spoke the whole way. He just sat dumbly as he listened to the love of his life blissfully recount the story of how she became pregnant by another man. She was seemingly unaware or unconcerned of the effect this all was having on Robert. In fact, she seemed happier than he ever had remembered. She was smiling all the while she was talking. "So one day, oh, maybe about two or three weeks after you had left, I think, Tre and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. We were watching some program, you know, the ones about pregnancies and babies. Well, that is how we got started on the subject. At first, I thought he was just joking, talking about it just so we could go to bed and start fooling around. But when I laughed it off, he looked at me and said he was serious. He said he would really like to have a baby with me. It really surprised me. I was like 'Oh, wow! Really?' So we began seriously discussing it and after a while we found that the timing was really perfect. We were both enjoying living together, we were really enjoying being together, and our schooling was going along perfectly. So we just decided it was the perfect time to have a baby, you know?" "So that same night I went off of my birth control pills and tossed them out, knowing I wouldn't need them anymore. We hopped in bed and got to business right away. Oh my goodness," she giggled. "Honey, let me tell you. You should've seen Tre! He was so eager! That first night we must have tried four or five times. But I'm fairly certain that it was on the third day that we conceived. It's hard to explain, but as I lay on the bed after we had finished, I swear I could feel a difference from all the other times. It was such a warm feeling and I just knew that one of his little swimmers had found its mark." "Why didn't you mention this to me? Don't you think you should've said something?" "Oh, well, honey, I thought it would've been better to surprise you with it. I didn't know how you would take it at first and I didn't want you to have any distractions while you worked over there. I wanted you to focus on thinking about us, and if you knew that I was pregnant, then I knew you would have a hard time understanding it by yourself, so I wanted to wait till you got home to explain it to you personally. But really, I think me having a baby will be good for us. I mean, you are going to be a father! Tre will be the biological father, but you are my husband, and you will be the one to take care of it and raise it. Aren't you excited? We will finally have the baby that I have always wanted and you could never have." Navy Wives-Erica Ch. 05 Robert sat in thought, his mind a roiling storm of confusing and conflicting emotions. But as he sat there watching his wife rambling and gesturing on quite happily, with her swollen belly, he could not deny the fact that, inexplicably, he had a painfully hard erection, despite the knot he felt in his gut. Admittedly, Robert had frequently pleasured himself alone with thoughts of his wife sleeping alone with Tre every night in their house, and how casual and normal Erica made it all seem to be. And now here she was, very happily growing Tre's child within her womb. To Robert, she looked even more beautiful and sexy than ever before. "Well, it really pleases me to see you so happy and glowing, Erica. And I promise to love your baby as much as I love you." She looked over at her husband with a look of loving happiness and acceptance. Her eyes moistened with the onset of tears. "Really, Robert, you mean that? Oh, I can't tell you how happy it makes me to hear you say those words. I love you!" "I love you, too." "I was really worried on how you might take this, but to be honest with you, I always had faith that you would come to accept it eventually. You really are a great husband to me!" When they arrived home, they walked in and Robert set down his luggage inside the front door. He glanced around the inside of the house. "Ah, home, sweet home! The house looks real good." "Yeah, well I did straighten it up before I left to pick you up." Robert turned to look at her and smiled. "Oh, how I've really missed you," he said huskily as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. "I've looked forward to this moment for so long." He bent forward to kiss her. After several seconds of kissing, his hand slid up over her breast. Erica gave a short chuckle into his mouth and began to gently push him away. "Robert! Robert, hold on dear. Calm down." "What's the matter?" "Tre left earlier to visit with his family down in the city. He might be here soon." "So?" "So, Robert, you have to understand. Tre and I have been alone together for quite a while now. He is pretty possessive, you know? He is not the sharing type like you are. He wouldn't like it if he came through the door and found us being intimate." Robert looked really upset and Erica felt bad. "Tell you what. I'll have a talk with Tre about it. And I guess I can sneak in a little welcome home surprise for you that I know you will like before Tre gets home. Go ahead and unpack your things and let me know when you are done, ok?" Erica went into the kitchen as Robert picked up his luggage and made his way up the stairs toward the bedroom. He opened the door to their master bedroom and entered. Immediately he noticed all of Tre's personal effects occupying the place where his would need to go. He called out for Erica to come up the stairs. "All of Tre's things are in here. Where am I supposed to put my stuff?" he said to her once she entered the room. She looked at him apologetically. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. Tre just hasn't had the time to move his things yet. I guess you can just put all your stuff in the guest bedroom for now. I will have to remind Tre to make room when I get the chance. Don't worry." "Well, alright, I guess," he grumbled, moving into the guest room. Erica said she was going to change into something a little more comfortable and closed her bedroom door. After a moment she came into the guest room, wearing some maternity shorts and a short shirt that exposed her belly. She sat down on the single-sized bed and watched him as he unpacked. Once he had finished his unpacking, Erica motioned for him to sit on the bed next to her. "Come sit down, sweetheart." As he sat, she stood up and moved in front of him. She lifted her shirt up, but not off, just enough to bare her breasts. She leaned forward and positioned one of her breasts to her husband's face. He quickly began to suck on it. While he did that she reached down and unzipped his pants. Her hand reached in, feeling and trying to find his penis. She grasped it and pulled it out, slowly beginning to pump him. As erect and rigid as it was, it was still comparatively small and slender compared to Tre's. She couldn't help comparing it. Poor, little Robert, she thought to herself with a faint smile as he continued sucking like a baby on her breast. Not only could he never father a child of his own, but he also just wasn't built to please a woman the way a real man should. She loved her husband dearly, but it was going to be hard to imagine herself deriving any pleasure from what he has after being with Tre for so long. She reached down to fondle his testicles for a moment. Just one of Tre's testicles was larger than her husband's entire scrotum, she noted. "It's all about redefining our love for each other", she thought. "With Robert, it will be solely about how I can pleasure him now. But there will be other ways in which he can perform for me and he will learn to enjoy those ways, I am sure of it." She continued pumping him. It amazed her how she had been able to content herself with her husband's cock all those years before she had met Tre and how she had been completely unaware in the dramatic differences of quantity amongst men. Robert was so excited and had been so pent up after many months of no sexual release other than what he had done with himself. It didn't take long for Erica to get him off. Even the difference in quantity and quality in his ejaculation was dramatic. He expended only two short and small bursts which really just dribbled, rather than shot out. Erica loved how Tre ejaculated. He would shoot thick globs with such force as to probably go halfway across the room, and he would shoot stream after stream after stream like that. His was also very thick, white and creamy, and it was so good and rich to swallow down. Her husband's looked quite runny and off-white. She never had tasted his, and really had no desire to either. She kissed him. "How was that baby? "Wonderful, thank you." "Hmmm, you welcome my sweet husband," she smiled. She lowered her shirt down then walked to the bathroom to wash off her hands. She then invited Robert down to the kitchen to help her start on dinner. It wasn't too much longer before Tre walked in the front door. He came into the kitchen and welcomed Robert back home in a friendly and jovial manner, asking him how his flight home was. Robert watched as he then walked over to Erica. "Hey baby," he said to her, "and how is the little one doing today?" "Wonderful," she smiled up to him. She stood facing him, placing her hands on the backside of her hips, arching her back and thrusting her gently swollen belly towards him. She tilted her head up and puckered her lips. Tre leaned down to give her a kiss while placing his hand on her stomach. They kissed tenderly for a few seconds in front of Robert as he looked on. "Hmmm...dinner smells great. I can't wait to eat, I'm starving," Tre said after breaking from Erica. He looked over at Robert and smiled, "And I bet you too can go for one of Erica's great dinners after your long flight, huh Robert?" The three of them sat down and enjoyed their dinner, amicably discussing Robert's stay in Europe. Robert was inwardly smarting a little, although he was hiding his emotions well. He hadn't imagined his homecoming turning out like this. He felt more like a houseguest to Erica and Tre, and Tre seemed quite comfortable behaving as if he were the man of the house. What was worse was that Erica was all smiles throughout it all, as if she was enjoying very much this new arrangement and reversal of roles. After they had finished their dinner, they all moved into the living room to watch TV. Robert sat alone on his recliner, while Tre and Erica settled together on the couch. She laid long ways, placing her legs over Tre's lap. Robert watched them out of the corner of his eye. They were both engrossed in the television program, while Tre absently rubbed her belly. Erica was looking very content. Occasionally, he heard them whispering to each other and whatever they were saying at times would elicit a giggle from Erica, although Robert had no idea what could be so funny to make her laugh. Finally, through some unspoken signal, Tre got up and headed up the stairs towards the bedroom. Erica also got up and walked over to Robert. She leaned down and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Dear, Tre and I are tired so we are going to bed now. I'll see you in the morning, ok? And you should get some sleep as well. No doubt you must be tired from your trip. Good night, Robert." She turned and followed up the stairs. Robert sat as he heard their bedroom door close shut. He sat there for a moment, staring into nothing. After yawning, realizing that he was in fact very tired, he got up and turned off the TV, then walked up the stairs. He paused at the door to the master bedroom. He heard sounds of movement, but nothing else. Then he walked into the guest bedroom and closed the door. He undressed and laid down on the bed after turning out the lights. The quiet of the house was deafening, and despite his exhaustion he wasn't able to sleep. He just had too much on his mind. Suddenly, he detected a faint noise. Straining to hear, he realized the faint noise was Erica softly moaning in tandem with creaking noises from their bed. Robert laid there listening as gradually both Erica's moans and the bed creaking grew louder and louder and more frequent. Robert looked over at the clock by his bed. It was 10:28. Robert let out a long sigh. After a while, even if Robert wanted to sleep he found he couldn't. The sounds from the next room where by now much too loud. Finally, Erica let out a long, loud wail at the same time Tre announced his orgasm with a deep bellow. Robert glanced at the clock again. It was now 11:42. After a few short giggles from Erica, the house grew deafeningly quiet again. Robert eventually fell asleep. The sun shining through the blinds is what woke Robert. He sat up, trying to shake his sleep off. He then remembered where he was and why he was there. He got up and dressed, then walked downstairs. He smelled fresh brewed coffee. "Good morning, Robert! Rise and shine," she said cheerfully. "How did you sleep last night?" "Good." "Well, let me fix you a cup of coffee." Tre was sitting at the dining table reading a newspaper in just his boxers. Erica was moving about the kitchen, wearing a small white cotton T-shirt and panties. Once again her pregnant belly was in gloriously full view and her taut nipples and the discoloration of her areoles were prominently visible through the thin white fabric of her shirt. "Good morning, Tre," Robert said. Tre looked up from his paper, "Good morning, Robert," he said before turning back to his reading. Robert joined Erica in the kitchen where she handed him a cup of coffee, just how he liked it. She gave him a morning kiss on the cheek, and then giggled for no apparent reason as she continued moving through the kitchen. Tre walked in to refill his cup of coffee. It was impossible for Robert to not notice the enormous outline of his manhood through his skin hugging boxer briefs. After refilling his cup, he leaned to briefly kiss Erica. At that moment, Robert's vision took in both Erica's growing belly and the very large outline of Tre's manhood. He was obviously soft; yet even soft he was much larger than Robert while erect. Erica had looked very happy since Robert returned home. Watching them kiss and smile at each other, with her big belly and his big manhood, Robert had an epiphany. Tre broke from his kiss with Erica. He glanced over at Robert watching them, smiled at Robert then turned to go back to the dining room table. Erica also turned to Robert and smiled sweetly before returning to her chores. He loved his wife, even more so when he saw her happy, and he had never seen her happier than now. He knew now he would have to maintain her happiness. Erica and Tre were used to being together, and loving each other. That wasn't going to change. Robert knew it was him that was going to have to change. He was going to have to get used to making his wife happy. Navy Wives-Erica Her and Tre had began making out on the couch. It started with him rubbing her leg. Then they began to kiss, lightly at first. God, how good his lips had felt on hers! When Tre moved his hand up to her breast, the kissing became more intense, and his other hand held the back of her head into him. Soon their tongues were intertwined as they deeply French kissed. Tre was the first to pull away. He took off his work-out jersey, revealing his smooth, muscular chest. Erica smiled and murmured approvingly as she brushed her hand over his bare chest. She then glanced down to see something visibly growing in his shorts, almost peeking out from the left leg of his shorts. His shorts were loose fitting, so, with her lust mounting, both in her thoughts, and in the damp and tingling feeling between her legs, she pushed the fabric of his shorts up his leg. She stopped breathing as she exposed his male member to her view. She didn't know what to expect, but her first thought was how wondrously black it was, and gloriously huge. As she gazed upon it she felt Tre's lips on her neck as he began lightly kissing her there. When he began nibbling on her earlobe, she closed her eyes and her body shuddered. She looked down again and ran her fingertips along his cock, as if she were reading Braille. Then she encircled her fingers and encased his cock in the palm of her hand. The contrast of color between her pale, milky white, dainty hand with his big and black cock couldn't have been more different, and, she thought, quite erotic. Then everything stopped. Her gaze suddenly focused to her wedding band on her finger, which was still wrapped around Tre's cock. It was an expensive ring that Robert had taken a loan out to buy for her. She remembered how he told her that no cost was too much when it came to her. She began to feel guilty. Strangely, she then thought about her parents and how they would react if they knew what she was up to at this exact moment. They were so disapproving of black people. When she was a young girl growing up, she fondly remembered one of her favorite TV shows, 'Family Matters', and how funny the character 'Erkel' was. But her parents would always make disparaging remarks concerning black people and make her change the channel. She could never understand, then or now, why her parents had such a problem with black people. But she did have a clue of what they might do if they found out. Her and Robert had a dream wedding ceremony, the kind she had always wanted, and her father had footed the expenses. She had two older sisters, and one younger than her. The oldest, Trisha, had married a black man and started a family. They lived near San Francisco, but her parents never gave their blessing to her marriage and have since broken off all contact with her. And her younger sister, Laura, who attends UC Berkeley, is quite close with Erica, and they talk often on the phone. Laura recently told her that she has been dating a black man from her school for the past six months now. She doesn't want her parents to find out, and that explains why she had made excuses not to visit them during the holiday season. She was brought out of her reverie when she felt Will's hand make it's way up between her legs. She pushed his hand away and sat up. She looked apologetically at Will. "I'm sorry Tre." He exhaled, shook his head, and smiled. "It's ok Erica, I understand." "It's just that I am married, and I should probably be going now." "Well, I don't want to ruin our friendship..." "Oh, no, not at all", Erica quickly interrupted, "I mean, I do like you. Just that, well, I don't know..." "You don't have to explain. You have to go, I know. Tell you what, why don't you call me later, when you feel like talking. No pressure, ok? Just take your time." She smiled, relieved that he was understanding. "Ok, thanks Tre." "Anytime baby." He leaned forward and gave her a slow and affectionate goodbye kiss. She kissed him back. He walked her to the door and watched her get in her car before he closed the door. ************************************************** Robert was cooking dinner when he heard Erica come in the front door. "Hi honey!", he called out. "Hi baby," she said as she walking into the kitchen. They embraced and kissed. "Dinner smells good. I'm starving. How much longer till it's done?" "About twenty minutes." "Ok. I'm gonna go upstairs and take a quick shower." "Go ahead babe. I'll set the table and have a plate ready for you when you come down." "You're the best hubby." She turned to go upstairs, and Robert gave her a pat on the butt. Later, while they were eating at the table, Robert watched his wife. He could see she wasn't her usual self. Although Robert wasn't the jealous kind, and always gave Erica the benefit of the doubt, he wasn't stupid. It had been almost two months since she mentioned this guy Trevor. He didn't know much about him, not because she kept secrets from him, in fact she had always been quite in the open with him. Rather, it was because he didn't pry into her privacy. He loved her, and that meant he had confidence and trust in her, and he was prepared to allow her to be friends with whoever she chose, male or female. "So, how was your workout with Trevor?" She looked up, as if she was brought out of deep thoughts. "It was good. Nothing different, really. Treadmill, bike, and weight lifting." "You know, this weekend the weather is gonna be outstanding. I was thinking about firing up the pit, throwing some meat on, and knocking back a few cold ones. Why don't you invite Trevor over?" Erica thought about it, and decided it would be a great idea to have her husband meet Tre. She was a little apprehensive, but didn't see any harm in it. Later that night, Tre was surprised when he got a call from Erica. He half expected that he had scared her off, at worst, and at best thought she would stay away for a time. But he was even more surprised when she invited him over to her place on Saturday to meet her husband and have dinner with them. When he accepted the invitation, she could barely contain her excitement. She told him that she would be over around 6pm to pick him up. When she hung the phone up she smiled and bit her lower lip as she thought about how she would like events to unfold on Saturday, then she jumped off the bed and went downstairs to tell her husband that Tre would come. ************************************************** On Saturday afternoon, Robert was on the back patio preparing for tonight, getting the meat and grill ready. Erica was upstairs, also preparing for tonight. Robert had barely seen her all afternoon, and he wondered what she could possibly be doing. When she did finally come out, his mouth nearly dropped open. She was gorgeous. She had her blonde hair down, and had curled the ends of her hair in luxurious curly locks. She was dressed revealingly in a white, flowery, short, sun dress with tiny shoulder straps. Obviously, no bra was required, and her cleavage was voluminous. When Robert looked really closely, he thought he could see her pale pink nipples and areola through the white fabric of her dress. "How do I look?" Erica said as she spun around, cause the hem of the dress to fan out, giving her a brief, fleeting glance of her panties. "I'm speechless to your beauty, honey, but this is just a cookout, you know." He grinned. He knew now that she had a thing for Tre, and she was dressed up to impress him. He felt a stirring in his groin, knowing how beautiful she was and how she was trying to impress another man. This was Robert's fantasy and weakness, to have another man lust after his wife, while his wife does what she does to provoke that lust. He couldn't wait to see how tonight progressed. "Well, I know Robert, but it is just such a nice day, and we are having company after all." She went inside to put on her sandals and grabbed her purse and sunglasses, then walked back out to the patio. "I'm off to go pick up Tre. Do me a favor darling, and have some Margaritas mixed up and ready for us when we get back." She kissed him good-bye and was off. On the drive to Tre's place, Erica was nervous. She now had some idea that her husband might be open to the idea of her flirting with another man, but she was still walking on eggshells here without clear, concrete proof. It was still a fantasy of his, but she didn't know how much, if at all, he wanted his fantasy as a reality. Then there was the fact that she wasn't necessarily going about this to fulfill his fantasy, but to fulfill her own longings. It just so happened that Robert's fantasy played into her means to an end. On top of it all she had never mentioned anything to him about Tre being black. She didn't know how he would react to it when she introduced Tre to him. So she was going about this all on unspoken assumptions. It could very well back-fire on her. But she had to try, at least. All of her strategic planning could result in what she hoped to be a positive goal. She felt her panties dampen. She couldn't wait to see Tre. When she pulled up in front of his townhome, he was waiting for her on his stoop. He, too, was dressed up nicely, and, she thought, was very handsome. She was all smiles as he got in the car. "Hey", Erica said sweetly. "Hey, girl. You look unbelievably beautiful," Tre said emphatically, as he let his eyes wander over her body. Erica's smile grew. "Thanks!" They made small talk on the drive to her house. For Tre's part, he felt he should play cautiously after what happened on Thursday. He didn't want to come on to her to heavy again, so he would just let her make any moves that she felt comfortable with. They finally pulled into the driveway. Erica led Tre to the front door. Tre was in the process of saying how nice her house was, when suddenly, Erica, spun around on her tippy-toes, and mashed her lips into his in a forceful kiss. Tre was caught off guard, but quickly regaining his senses, he returned the kiss. She broke it off from him. "Wow," said Tre. She giggled. "Before we go in to meet my husband, I just wanted you to know that I like you, and I hope we all have a good time tonight." Before Tre could say anything, Erica took him by the hand and led him into the house, and out to the patio to where Robert was. "Robert, dear, we are here! Tre, meet my husband, Robert. Honey, this is Tre, as you know, my friend and personal trainer, as well as the gentleman who keeps me company on my way home from work." They shook hands, and Erica watched her husband closely for any indication of disapproval. Unfortunately, Robert, was an expert at having a poker face, and betrayed none of what he was thinking as he shook hands with Tre. "Nice to meet you Tre and welcome to our house. I believe I owe you a debt of gratitude for keeping my wife safe on her way home on the trains, and also for helping my wife maintain her firm body at the gym." He placed his arm around Erica's shoulder and brought her close to him. "If you can see what I am seeing, I think you can see that my wife has one helluva body, doesn't she?" "Umm..well, yes, your wife is very beautiful. You must be very proud of her," Tre said uncertainly. "Rob, stop it, you are making me blush!" Erica said. Robert threw his head back and laughed heartily. "I never thought I would hear the wife of a sailor say that!" Erica looked at Tre and smiled then rolled her eyes. "Tre, are you thirsty? Honey, did you make those 'Ritas? "Yes sweetheart, I'll get them for you, and how bout a beer for you, Tre?" "That sounds great, thank you." The three of them settled down comfortably with their drinks and talked while Robert grilled. Erica thought the two of them were getting along quite well, and they found they had much in common. She was happy to see them laughing and at ease with each other. She watched both of them interact. Beyond skin color they really looked similar, she thought. Both stood nearly a foot taller than her, and were quite big framed, although Tre's weight was more muscular than her husband. Her eyes wondered down to their midsection. Her husband had been the first and only man she had ever been with. She considered herself lucky, as she had always considered him well endowed at 7 ½". He was also a quite attentive and passionate lover and she had never wanted more out of their sex life, with the exception of perhaps conceiving a child, which was impossible since Robert would never be able to get her pregnant. They tried many times, until they saw a doctor about it and discovered the reason why. She looked at Tre. She knew now that he was much more well-endowed than her husband. She wondered what sort of lover he was. She felt that tingle between her legs again. Soon they sat down at the table to enjoy their dinner. By this time the guys had knocked back a few cold ones and Erica was on her third margarita. As they ate, Robert asked Tre about his schooling and career goals. "Erica was wanting to enroll into college, aren't you honey?" Robert said. "Ya, just never have had the time." "Well, correct me if I'm wrong Robert, but isn't Erica eligible to take advantage of school costs from you being in the military?" Tre asked. "That's right, Tre." "Erica, why don't you enroll into my college? You still have time to register for the summer semester, and I can help you with the process, not to mention familiarization of the campus and your studies." "That sounds like a good idea, dear. You should probably take him up on his offer." Well, sure, I think I would like to go to school. Especially if I had a friend to help me along." Erica smiled demurely to herself as she brought her glass to her lips. Was it in her mind, or was her husband facilitating the process of getting her closer to Tre. Everything Robert has been doing and saying up to this point has seemed to indicate it. Her plans were going along exceptionally well, especially since her husband was helping her, if unwittingly. "Great! Well, if it is ok, we can go down to the college on Monday." Tre said to Erica. "Sure." Erica was feeling the alcohol, and her mind wasn't anywhere on school. After dinner they retired back out to the patio. It was a nice night as they lounged in their patio chairs and enjoyed their drinks. Soon, the night was over, and Tre asked if Erica could take him home. "Well, ok, if you must go," Erica said in mock disappointment. Will and Robert parted amicably, with Robert insisting that they should do this again. When Erica pulled up in front of Tre's house they looked at each other and smiled. "Thanks for coming over. So what did you think of my husband?" "I think he is a great guy. He seems like he is a great husband to you, so that is good. You deserve to be treated like that." She nodded, but continued to look at him with smiling eyes. "You know, ah, would you like to come in for a little bit?" Erica laughed. "For what?" "Coffee." "I was hoping you would ask. I would love to." She turned off the car and got out. He put his arm around her waist as they walked up the steps to his door. ************************************************** Fifteen minutes later, Erica was in Tre's living room. He was seated on the couch, while Erica was kneeling on the floor in front of him. Her head bobbed up and down as she slowly sucked on his cock. She would go down until she felt like she would gag, then lift up until her lips brushed over his tip, then back down again. She picked up speed with every turn. She reached her hand to take his balls. Gently she rubbed and tugged on them. They were huge to Erica's delight, probably golf ball sized. She brought his cock out of her mouth, and began softly kissing it as she looked up at him. She could see that she was pleasuring him well. Good, she thought. She began pumping him as she moved down to suckle on his balls. He began to moan, and she pumped his cock faster as she sucked harder on his scrotum. She wanted to bring him close, but not too far, and when she judged that he was at that point, she took him back in her mouth and began sucking him hard and fast, making loud slurping sounds. Within moments she felt him tense in her mouth and he grunted. Seconds later she felt the first forceful spurt of his hot, thick and rich cream hit the back of her throat. She felt his member jerk with each successive spurt, and she counted about 5 or 6 spurts of cream into her mouth. She was still sucking on him, but her mouth was full and she felt some run out of her mouth and down the length of his cock. She raised up and swallowed but some ran down to her chin. She looked down at his cock and saw more cum spurting out and running down his cock. She quickly shot down and licked up all the cum until his cock was clean. She reached over to the sidetable and got some tissue to wipe her face clean. He exhaled and smiled. "Oh, Erica, that was awesome!" "Yes it was", she said as she reached out and rubbed his now softening cock, "but as much as I liked it, and want more, I best be going, before my husband gets worried." She stood up to go, and Tre stood up and pulled up his pants. "Can I call you tomorrow?", Tre asked. "I would like that." He leaned down and they kissed slowly and deeply before she left. ************************************************** She climbed naked into bed next to her husband and gave him a kiss. "I had a great night tonight, dear. What did you think of Tre?" "I liked him, he seems like a great kid. You failed to tell me he was black. But, I could tell he really likes you as well. Perhaps we should have him over more often. Would you like that?" Erica paused for a moment, trying to decipher what her husband was saying. "Yes, I would like that, a lot. Thank you, baby." Soon, Robert was softly snoring next to her, but Erica laid awake, thinking. Did her husband just give her the green light to have sex with Tre?