42 comments/ 94636 views/ 43 favorites Never Bet with your Heart Ch. 01 By: monkeytail10103 My wife Jill and I moved from North Carolina to New York City after I got a promotion with the investment group I worked with. We hated to leave our home state but it was a good opportunity and since we were in our late 20's and didn't want to start a family for a few more years we thought it would be fun to live in the city for a couple years and hopefully we could return back to our roots in a few years. We did love the city but found very quickly that despite my promotion and increase in pay it didn't go far there. We opted for a small place in the city so we could be in the middle of the action. It was cramped but we managed. Things were going good and I was adjusting to the faster pace of the big city. My wife was getting bored during the days while I worked so she got a retail job just to occupy her time and to make a little money on the side. It was summer time so we often went to the park or caught a baseball game in one of the cheap seats as we were both big sports fans, my wife actually even more than me. At work my direct report was a good guy, about 10 years older than me I figured. His name was Ty, a black guy, about 6-2 and pretty-good looking from a male's perspective. I had heard rumblings from a few co-workers that they didn't think he had put in his dues to have his job but from what I had seen so far he fit the bill for what I would have expected, age aside. He was very polished, dressed immaculately and was a good communicator and clients loved him – exactly what team leads seemed to be these days. I was happy he seemed to take a liking to me as well as that could only help my future. Via some small talk one day he found out I had gone to North Carolina for college, as did my wife, and he informed me that he went to Duke where he played football. That was a strike against him for sure but we laughed about our mutual hatred for the other school. But he said he loved his time in North Carolina and spent most of his social hours on our campus instead of his. I knew why – Carolina girls were gorgeous and Duke was not known to have the hot co-eds – which he readily acknowledged. He asked how my wife and I were adjusting to the city and I said things were going okay but that we were finding it expensive to really get out and do anything. He agreed it could get pricey out there. A few weeks later Ty had several members of our team over to his place on a Saturday for a team-bonding type event. We were encouraged to bring spouses and kids and most people did. We dressed casual, me in a golf shirt and shorts and my wife in a nice sundress. She looked great I thought, and usually did. She was 5-2, 110 with mid-back length blonde hair and a very athletic figure. She usually drew her share of looks. When we got to Ty's we were immediately taken by it. He had an incredible apartment that was about 50 stories high and had wall-to-wall windows that overlooked the park and a patio that wasn't big but that allowed for a small group of people to hang outside as well. I introduced Ty to my wife and he was very gracious and welcomed her to his place and the city. We small talked for a bit and he made his way around making sure he talked to everyone. As I talked to other team members they all felt he was showing off his digs and life to everyone and rubbing it in their face. Apparently he came from some money and his father was a successful real estate owner in the city and that is how he had this apartment. Maybe it was because I was new but I never sensed anything about Ty that others did. I chalked it up to jealousy. My wife and I had made our way to the patio when Ty came out and said to my wife that he heard she was a big sports fan to which she nodded she was. She responded that I had told her he went to Duke and played football and she started to give him crap about it. He took it in stride as she teased him for Duke not winning many football games. He laughed and said that they definitely took their share of beatings, especially while he was there. The teasing was all good-natured and we shared several laughs. My wife was pretty competitive and she really hated Duke so I was impressed that she didn't let her true hatred shine through since this was my boss after all. When we were about to leave Ty called us over and said he had 2 tickets behind the plate for the Yankees game the next afternoon and that if we wanted them we were welcome to have them. We were thrilled and accepted as usually we sat in the nose bleeds. We thanked him and my wife gave him a hug and we headed home. We had a great time at the game and I sent Ty a picture of us from my phone with the game in the background saying thanks and that we really appreciated the tickets. On Monday I thanked him again and brought in some cookies that Jill baked for him as a thank you. He said he was glad we had a good time and seemed genuinely appreciative of how thankful we were. Over the next couple weeks I went to lunch with Ty a few times at his invite. He confided that he didn't think a lot of people on the team liked him that much and I told him I thought they were jealous of his success. He said maybe but that he had earned everything he had gotten at work. From what I had seen of his work to that point I agreed. From that point on we became pretty good friends and my wife and I would go out with him socially from time to time and we always enjoyed his company. Ty was single, never married, and when my wife finally got him to open up as to why he told her he had been engaged to someone and then it fell apart and he just hadn't felt like going through that again. He pulled out his phone and showed us a picture of her and she was stunning, looked like a slightly older version of my wife I thought just as my wife said out loud that she could pass as her sister. I guess the fact that she was white never even fazed us. As college football season heated up my wife and I liked to go to a pub or sports bar and have a few drinks and watch the games. Like I said, she loved sports, and it was also a way to get out of our cramped space for the day and not spend a fortune. Ty joined us a few Saturdays when he was available and he was always impressed with my wife's knowledge of the game. As we all sat and watched games my wife reminded him that the Carolina-Duke game was next week and that it wasn't going to be pretty. He laughed and said you never know and that is why they play the game and that he liked Duke's chances this year. My wife asked if he wanted to put a friendly wager on it and he said he wasn't a fool and that since Carolina was favored to win the odds were stacked against him. My wife had a quick solution. We'd make a bet on the football and then both of the two basketball games between the schools later in the year. Since basketball was much more even Ty agreed. As we tried to figure out a good bet nothing really seemed to work. For Ty, nothing monetary would work as he had all he needed. We decided we'd all think over the week and decide before the game started the next Saturday. All my wife and I could come up with was along the line of sports tickets that Ty seemed to have access to but baseball was now over, maybe he could get some good Knicks tickets or something. We decided we'd see if Ty came up with something. When we met up on Saturday we asked Ty if he had an idea. He said he did and we were all ears. He said if Carolina won he would call in a favor to someone he knew at the Park Hotel and get us a comped night in one of their suites that overlooked the park. My wife about jumped out of her seat with excitement. She said yes without even looking at me or waiting for his side of the bet. And if Duke wins I asked? He said if Duke wins, then he wanted to take pictures of Jill wearing various Duke attire and keep them as souvenirs. She laughed and said, "You mean like wearing a Duke shirt or something?" Ty replied, "Yes" but that he would order several things with Duke logos and enjoy making he wear them. My wife agreed and said, "That doesn't seem like an even bet but if that's what you want I can do that. Besides Carolina will win." So the bet was agreed to. Carolina led most of the game and my wife was enjoying and gloating a bit too much for my tastes as I knew games could turn on a dime. She kept saying how much fun the Park Hotel would be and that she wanted to get pampered and bounce around in the big bed. She had a smile a mile wide. Duke cut the lead to 6 late in the game and Carolina really only needed one first down to run out the clock. Of course they didn't get it and Duke got the ball with one last shot. And of course they scored to tie it with 11 seconds left. It was all up to the extra point and we needed overtime to have any chance. My wife hadn't opened her mouth at all in the last ten minutes other than to cuss. The kick was good and after a last ditch Hail Mary the game was over. Ty just smiled as I shook my head and Jill put her head in her hands. She hated to lose. And she hated to lose a bet even more. But she was a pretty good sport about it and Ty never rubbed it in. Before we left he said he'd order some items and we could come over next weekend to take the photos. Jill told him to go easy on her and gave him a hug and kiss good-bye as I shook his hand and said see you on Monday. Jill complained all week about having to put a Duke outfit on and I was like it was no big deal it was just a logo. She agreed but said she hated Duke so much it seemed like a betrayal. The next Saturday we went over to Ty's place to pay up. He welcomed us in and we shot the breeze for awhile, had some snacks and a drink as we watched some football. Finally my wife said, "Ok, let's get this over with." Ty told her there were four outfits with instructions on his bed. She was to open one numbered box at a time and follow the instructions and come out and pose for us as he took a few of pictures of each outfit. She let out a groan and playfully sulked back to his bedroom. Ty looked over at me and I just shook my head. It serves her right I told him. A few minutes later my wife came out decked out in a Duke cheerleader outfit, skirt, top, striped socks and pom-poms. She did not look happy and I laughed as I saw her and that made her laugh. Ty said, "Finally I have seen a good looking Duke cheerleader" to which we all laughed as we knew that was true. And my wife did look great. Ty got up and got his camera and took a number of photos with my wife posing and cheering for Duke. I had to admit she was being a good sport. She went back for outfit #2 and returned with a low cut Duke t-shirt that really showed off her cleavage and tight little yoga pants. Again she looked hot and posed for her pictures and being a good sport. Outfit #3 had my eyes bugging out as she walked out of Ty's bedroom. She was wearing a Duke blue bikini that had the little devil logos on the triangles covering her boobs and a "D" in the middle of the bottoms. She also was wearing blue strapped high heels. Ty said, "Now we're talking," as Jill walked out and I just stared at her. She posed many times again and seemed to get into it. When she turned and looked back at us the look was so sexy my dick got hard and I realized almost her whole ass was exposed. Not a whole lot was said by any of us during these photos. Ty told her that was good and go back for the last box. He said that was the one she would like the most. When he said that I wondered what he could like more than that. Then I heard Jill say from the bedroom. "I can't come out like this." "A bet is a bet," replied Ty. My jaw hit the floor as Jill came into view. She was wearing an almost sheer blue teddy that had "Go Duke" screened into it and was still wearing the high heels. The words "Holy Shit" escaped my mouth and Jill smiled at me. She seemed a bit embarrassed and was less forth coming in getting into poses. Ty told her she had more clothes on now than with the bikini, which I guess was technically true. He reminded her that this was the last one and then she was all done. She sighed and then gave us some naughty looks as Ty snapped his pictures. I could see her erect nipples poking at the fabric and was losing my mind. "Lift the teddy," said Ty. My wife did and the tiny blue g-string again had that little blue devil barely covering her pussy. I was rock hard as Ty said "Perfect" and snapped a few more pictures. Ty then said, "Ok spin around and a few more pics and we're done." When she spun around we basically were looking right at her bare ass as the g-string was swallowed by her perfect ass. I heard the camera click away as I tried to contain my thoughts. Jill hurried back to the bedroom and changed back into her original outfit. She came out about ten minutes later looking a bit flushed over, no doubt from basically just exposing herself in front of us. We made some small talk and Ty said he would enjoy his souvenirs to which we all laughed. When my wife and I got home we absolutely devoured each other. We had sex for several hours and I'm not sure either of us had ever been like that. Afterwards she said that she got so turned on during the photos that when she went back the last time she got on Ty's bed, pushed the g-string to the side and fingered herself to an orgasm. She said she was so wet and couldn't wait to get home and needed some immediate relief. Everything was cool with Ty and us going forward and nothing was out of the norm. My wife wondered if he looked at the pictures and I assured her that he probably did and when she asked why I thought that I just said to trust me, they were hot. I said I am sure they help him you know what it and when the you know what dawned on her she covered her face and giggled and felt embarrassed. By then we had gotten into taking our own pictures now and I had quite a collection growing and it always led to great sex. I even put some of them up on a website called Adult Friend Finder just to show her off. Jill was working a lot of nights since it was the holidays and a big retail season so I talked to a lot of guys at night online who thought my wife looked incredible and they all wanted to fuck her. It turned me on to know I had such a hot wife but I never shared her face or told any of them that she would meet or was into it. But I got my rocks off showing her off. She definitely had a growing legion of fans always ready for the next set of photos and there was one guy in particular that I hit it off with pretty good and would chat with about her. He was the most normal and did talk about a few things other than fucking my wife. He was married too but his wife wasn't paying him much attention. Ty had found a girl he started dating, Ashley, and we all went out for dinner. She was very attractive and looked about like his fiancé did and similar to Jill. We had a good time and the two of them started dating seriously after that. Jill and I got home to North Carolina a couple times over the holidays. Work picked up heavy when January rolled around and college basketball was in full swing which was our favorite time of year. We didn't see Ty as much because of the new girlfriend but he'd join us to watch games here and there. The first North Carolina-Duke game was around the corner and my wife said she wanted that night at the Park Hotel so she hoped that would be Ty's offer again. Ty showed up about an hour before the big game was to start and it was obvious he was kind of bummed. My wife asked what was wrong and he said he and Ashley had broken up. We were bummed for him and Jill tried to comfort him. We told him he didn't have to stay for the game if he wasn't in the mood. He said no, we had a bet and he needed to be around friends. My wife asked if he would offer up the same bet for us at the Park Hotel and he agreed. We asked what he wanted in return to bet and he couldn't really come up with anything. He hummed and hawed and Jill just said to spit it out and if we didn't want to bet it we wouldn't. So he said that he had planned on taking Ashley to Durham for the second Carolina-Duke game and had already bought the plane tickets and game tickets but now they wouldn't be going. So he sheepishly said, "I need a date for that weekend." We looked at each other and then my wife looked at Ty and said, "So do you want us to find you a date or are you asking if I will be your date?" He replied, "I can get a date but don't just want any date. I'd rather you be my date and just go with me as a friend." Jill replied she wasn't sure and looked at me and we didn't know what to say. We didn't want to offend Ty as he was a good friend but weren't sure it was a good idea. It would be one thing for her to accompany him somewhere locally but his was an out of town thing. Ty said, "I have flights leaving on a Friday morning, planned on a nice dinner that night, staying at a nice hotel and then the game is on Saturday and fly back Sunday morning. I would happily get you a separate hotel room." Jill said we needed a few minutes to talk about it and Ty said he needed to go make a phone call. When he walked off she looked at me and said, "What do you think?" My biggest fear was that if we said no Ty would think we weren't trusting of him. And I didn't want to upset him that way even though this was a large request. We eventually decided that Ty was a great guy and we didn't want to upset him by thinking there was a particular reason why we declined his bet offer and besides, hopefully Carolina would win anyway. When Ty returned to the table Jill informed him we had a bet and we saw his first smile of the night. Some more beer and wings came to the table and we all settled in for what would surely be another fist fight on Tobacco Road. Never Bet with your Heart Ch. 02 We settled in as a tight first half had me nervous with Duke ahead by 2 on Carolina's home court. Ty was his usual calm self while my stomach was in knots, but just because of the game, the bet itself really wasn't in my mind. I wanted Carolina to win and so did my wife. Fortune was on our side and the Heels put together an incredible second half and ended up cruising to a double-digit victory. Jill and I were pumped up but also tried to be good sports since Ty was with us. He proved to be as gracious a loser as he was a winner and said he'd make the arrangements to pay off his end of the bet. I did not see Ty at work the next day but that night at home I got an email from him saying that he could not get us a room at the Park Hotel but that he hoped we would accept his alternative arrangements he had made at the Plaza Hotel instead. Needless to say Jill was stunned and more than eager to accept that pay off as a replacement. We replied that would be great and Ty sent back and email saying everything was all set for Saturday night for us and the reservation was attached. He said we'd be well taken care of and that he hoped we had a great time and he'd catch up with us early the next week as he had gone away for business for a couple days. The Plaza Hotel was beyond what Jill had imagined and more. We were given a suite with a view of Central Park and proceeded to have a great time. The first thing we did was take advantage of that big comfortable bed and had some of the best sex of our lives. For some reason it just feels different in a hotel, let alone an elegant one. After we showered up and hung out in the cushy bath robes for awhile we got dressed for the night and there was a knock at the door. Ty had arranged for some fancy room service for us with some appetizers, snacks and a couple bottles of champagne and a note that said, "Enjoy... Go Duke!" We laughed and then got a bit buzzed over the next hour as we enjoyed the evening. We had a comped meal in the restaurant that was extravagant and delicious and while on a carriage ride in the park we decided that afterwards we should head back to the hotel to take advantage of our one night instead of enjoying the city. We snuggled tight in the blanket that was given to us as it was a bit chilly out and then Jill looked up to me with those gorgeous eyes and I just stared back at her. She said, "Am I everything you want?" "Of course," I replied. "You are everything I want and more than I deserve." "Then let's make tonight memorable," she answered. "Tell me something you've never told me that would make you happy." I was kind of taken back and not sure how to reply. Nothing came to my mind. "You already make me happy," I said. "Is there any fantasy or anything you've ever had that you want? Because tonight has been mine and now I want to make sure you get yours too," Jill said. I tried to think of something and thought about the pictures I had been showing people of my wife and of the conversations I had with people online about her. I had not told her about any of that and was afraid at that moment that if I shared with her how much I enjoyed that she would be upset. At the same time there may never be a better time to tell her so I decided to go for it. "I love showing you off," I said. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." She looked up at me a bit surprised with a puzzled look. "What do you mean?" she said. "I mean I love showing you off. Ever since that night we took pictures at Ty's and then started taking our own I can't get enough of that. I hope you won't be mad but I've shared them with people online and they all think you are amazing. It's all anonymous and I've never shared your face with anyone, but them seeing your body in your outfits and sexy lingerie drives them as crazy as it does me for sharing them." Jill sat up all the way in the carriage. "Why didn't you tell me this before?" "I don't know, it kind of came out of nowhere and even surprised me how much I liked it and then I wasn't sure how to bring it up to you," I replied. "Are you upset?" She smiled before answering. "No. It's sweet and a compliment. As long as no one knows who I am I guess it is harmless." I smiled a bit relieved. Jill started to talk again, "So do you want to show me off tonight?" "Yes," came my quick reply. "How do we do this?" said Jill. "I just have to set up my computer and get us online and people will come to us," I answered. Jill leaned over and gave me a deep kiss and settled back against me as our carriage ride finished up. It let off across the street from the hotel and it wasn't long before we were back in the room. "I have a new surprise for you," said Jill. "So go ahead and set up what you need and let me freshen up and I will be back out in a few." My cock turned into a rock. I got my computer out and started it up, logged on to the website with our profile and was kind of shaking the whole time. A few minutes later I heard my wife come out of the bathroom and turned to see her standing there. If a man could cum from a singular vision, that would have been it. My wife stood there in some of the most intoxicating black lingerie I had ever seen, lacy at points, sheer in others. Her tits were propped together and looked incredible and I as scanned down I saw the garters and panties and a pair of bright red heels that matched her lipstick and nails and whatever blood was not in my cock at that point was fighting to get in there. Jill sauntered towards me slowly, letting me take all of her in as my eyes continued to bug out. She stopped in front of me and said, "How do I look? Do you think your friends will approve?" I couldn't answer her verbally and just kind of nodded as she approached and kissed me. She reached down and felt my cock and giggled a bit as we kissed. "I guess I have my answer," she said. For the next 10-15 minutes I showed her the website and our profile and how everything worked. She read all the comments people had left her about her pictures and I could tell she was very flattered and a bit turned on. Every once in awhile she would ask to see the profile of the person who left a comment and I began to pick up on a pattern that it was when the small image of the profiler had a nice looking body. I guess I couldn't blame her. She made a few comments here and there in response to some. "He's hot!" "God that is huge!" "Is that even real?" Each comment sent shivers up my spine and turned me on more and more. Finally my wife asked me how I was going to show her off and I told her I could turn on the web cam. She could dance, strip, do whatever she wanted. "I'll dance first," she said. I turned on some music and told her where to stand so that her body could be seen but not her face and then turned on the webcam. It did not take long for us to have an audience and the incoming beeps and messages were overwhelming as people watched my beautiful wife dance seductively just feet away from me. I would try to read the comments to her as they came in and they were both complimentary and vulgar which only turned us both on even more. Everyone wanted her to strip so she asked me what I wanted and I told her it was up to her. She told me this was my fantasy so it was up to me but I had to tell her. "Do you want your friends to see more of your wife?" she said with a smile. "Yes," was all I could muster. She approached me and closer to the computer and turned her ass to the camera and shook it as she reached down and rubbed my cock and told me to lose all my clothes. I did not have to be asked twice. I stripped down and she asked me to stand up and she would dance around me as she stripped. My head was spinning as I heard the beeps start exploding from the computer as more and more people were watching and sending comments. My wife started dancing for me and stripping slowly starting with her bra. First her tits were on display for everyone as she had me fondle them as she faced the camera with me positioned behind her. She reached back to tug on my cock and I was doing everything I could not to cum. We both were watching the computer screen the whole time and my wife moved towards it and I heard her moan a bit under her breath. She clicked on a message and a video cam popped up with a man on the other end of it who had his own cam going. My wife just purred as she saw him in all his glory. He was a pretty built white guy with a pretty big dick, but like us, not showing his face. She stared at the screen as she backed back up to me watching him jerk off to her. She leaned her head back into me and whispered over her shoulder, "Rub my pussy for him baby." I did as I was told and rubbed her pussy over her sheer panties and they were soaked. My wife moaned as I kept up my work on her. A few moments later we watched as the man on the other end erupted, his cum shooting out of his cock with force. He shut down his cam moments after. "God that was hot," my wife said. She went back to the computer and clicked on another one. This time it was a black guy with another great body and another huge dick which was limp as he lay on his bed. If that was what it looked like limp who knew what it was going to look like after getting revved up. I had to admit his body looked like a damn Adonis. His volume was up and we could hear his voice and he was telling my wife how great she looked which was turning her on by the second. He finally told her he wanted to see that pussy of hers. My wife leaned to me again and said, "Show him my pussy baby." So I unhooked the garter belts and then hooked my thumbs into her panties and started to slowly slide them down her gorgeous legs. I had to give an extra tug to pull them away as they were caught up a bit in her glorious triangle. My wife was dripping wet and I could smell her sex taking over the room. It was enough to make me dizzy with lust. The man on the other end approved. "That is a beautiful pussy baby," he said. "Look what it is doing to my cock." We both stared as we watched his cock start to grow to an obscene size. My wife was stunned. He told us to come closer to the screen and so we did. "You think you could handle this cock baby?" he asked my wife. I didn't know if we were supposed to answer or not, it seemed kind of rhetorical. But the man continued. "Lean down and tell me," he said. And Jill did just that. She leaned in towards the cam and I could see that the bottom part of her face was now on the screen and her pussy and tits were showing and the beeps were going off like firecrackers on the fourth of July. I was brought back to the present when I heard my wife talk. "It's beautiful but I don't think I could handle it," she said. "Why not baby?" came a quick response. "It's so big and I've never been with a cock that big," she said. Jill had been stroking my cock slowly as she chatted by reaching her hand back around and I was having serious trouble holding back. "Your man must love to show you off baby and I don't blame him, you are gorgeous and the best looking thing on here," said the man. "Please thank him for all of us." My wife giggled as she continued to stroke me and it was less than a minute and I knew it was all over and I tried so hard not to cum but there was no holding back and I splashed my load onto the floor in front of me. "Well it looks like someone is out of commission for a few minutes so why don't you pull up a chair and play with that pussy of yours for me as you watch me stroke my cock and pretend I am there giving you the fucking of your life. I think we all would like that." Jill grabbed a chair and wasted no time as she started to furiously finger herself and did whatever the man on the other end of the screen told her to do. I sat and watched in amazement, looking at her and looking at him. My wife was lost mentally, I could tell, she was just in a trance as she masturbated and watched the scene on the screen. All told it had been about 10 minutes when I heard my wife start to make strange noises. I knew she was close and so did her new friend. "Here it comes baby. This is for you," he said. Then we watched as his cum erupted from his cock, stream after stream of thick white cum landing on his chiseled black body, at least 6-7 huge spurts. This sent my wife over the edge and her orgasm wracked her entire body as she thrashed about on the chair. It was nothing like I had ever seen before. When she came to it was like she had seen a ghost. "See you soon baby," came the voice before the screen went dark. The beeps and messages were still flooding us as everyone watching had just seen my wife have an incredible orgasm through her vigorous masturbation. If they only knew what set her off I thought to myself. The sounds of the beeps must have jolted my wife to realize what had just happened as she snapped her head and looked at me. "Turn it off, please," she said. I jumped up and turned off the camera and logged us off. I looked back at her, totally spent, still sitting on the chair, her juices soaked all down her legs, on the chair and her pussy looking totally spent. "Are you okay," I asked. "I don't know," she replied. "Are you upset we did that?" I asked with concern. She didn't answer. "I'm sorry sweetie. I should never have asked you to do that. I guess I got carried away," I told her. "It's not that. I've never had an orgasm like that in my life. It was exciting to show off for you and make your fantasy come true. I was having fun. I got into it because it was anonymous and no one knew me and I didn't know them," said Jill. "Okay so what's wrong then?" I asked. "I think a line got crossed at the end," she said. "What do you mean?" I questioned. "You had a great orgasm and I got to watch it and it was amazing to see how beautiful you looked and so what if some other random guy got to watch and was the reason for it. Sometimes other people can enhance the fantasy." "Sweetie," my wife started. "I don't think that was some random guy that just watched me." "Huh? " I asked. "I think we both know who that last man was. The question is does he know that was us." "What are you saying babe?" I replied. "Don't freak out, but I am almost 100% positive that was Ty," she said. My eyes got big as saucers and I instantly felt my head spin as I considered what my wife said. It hadn't dawned on me at all and I was trying to run it all back in my head. "There's no way it was Ty," I finally said. "What are the odds of that? That would be nearly impossible." "Sweetie," my wife paused. "That was him. I just know it." I went back to the computer and opened up the website again. "What are you doing?" my wife asked. "Well I am going to see if I can find that profile. I remember the screen name and we'll see if you might be right," I said. I entered the name in the search and the profile popped up. The main profile picture had no face so that was no help. My wife joined me as we looked over the details. The profile said the person lived in New York City, the physical description was pretty accurate for Ty as well and I started to get nervous. We clicked on the pictures and started to go through them one by one. They were all various body shots, of which we had seen the real thing and they each had some description -- chest, abs, cock -- etc. and then the last picture we clicked on made both of our hearts stop. It was a picture of a woman in a tiny blue g-string with a Duke logo over her pussy and the caption to the picture said -- "My dream woman... too bad she's taken." Well we didn't need to wonder any longer as we both stared at the picture of Jill on the screen. The question was now answered. My wife had just put on a show for Ty. We looked at each other with somewhat blank expressions. The only question that remained was did he know that his dream woman had just put on a show for him. Never Bet with your Heart Ch. 03 I shut down the computer and Jill and I silently went about picking up our clothes scattered on the floor. She went to the bathroom and I plopped down on the couch in the suite after putting my boxers back on. I sat in a daze until my wife walked out of the bathroom. She just had a t-shirt on and her panties -- god was there anything that she didn't look amazing in I wondered. She came over to the couch and I patted on my knees and she sat down on them. "So what are you thinking?" she asked. "I'm not sure really," I replied. "My mind is kind of swimming right now." "Yeah mine too," said Jill. "Do you think he knows?" "I don't know," I said. "Part of me says no way and then again part of me thinks how could he not? I really don't know. All I know is we know it was him that was watching. And that he thinks of you as his dream woman." "How does that make you feel, knowing that?" Jill asked. "Well he didn't get this far in life by being a dumb guy," I said as I smiled. "What's not to love about you? I can't blame him that is for sure." "What are we going to do? Do we act like nothing happened?" Jill asked. "That is probably best for right now. Let's just act normal around him and see if he brings it up. That is probably the best thing to do." Jill agreed and said that her fantasy night had been wonderful but that it was still missing one thing. I didn't need another hint and took her to bed and we had sex again. I couldn't get the image of her and Ty masturbating to each other out of my head and even though I had just shot my load less than 30 minutes earlier I had a hard time holding on. Jill was as wet as ever and I felt like her mind was on what she saw earlier too as we really pawed at each other and it was more animalistic sex than our normal variety. After kissing each other for a while she rolled over and nodded off pretty quick as the evening's events went back through my mind. I couldn't sleep and after about an hour I got up and went back to the computer. I logged onto the website and saw we literally had hundreds of messages. They were all from the time we had been doing our cam show and most were just a few words or one liners about how hot Jill was. My erection returned as I continued reading and deleting the messages as I went. As I got to the last message I recognized the small picture form the profile as the picture from Ty's profile. His message had come in well after the show ended and I read it with my heart pounding. The message read -- Thank you for a wonderful experience. You are simply gorgeous and I can only imagine how great you must be in person. I know the opportunity to experience you in person does not exist since you are married but please know how gorgeous you are and let your husband know just how lucky he is. XOXO. I wasn't sure what was throbbing more, my cock or my heart. I read the note again, trying to see if there was anything that would give away whether Ty knew it was my Jill he was talking to. It was hard to tell. My heart told me he did not know but my gut said he did. Either way he certainly wasn't pursuing anything with his message. I should have deleted it so Jill could never see it, but I didn't. Instead, I flipped through his pictures, one by one again and started stroking my cock to them. It exploded for the third time that night the moment I saw the picture of my wife on his profile and his words about her being his dream woman. We woke up that morning and had a quickee and then played some more in the shower. We didn't want to check out until we had to. We didn't talk about the night before but I wondered if it was still in her mind as much as it was in mine. That night back at home my wife said we should do something nice for Ty for going above and beyond his betting requirement. My heart skipped as I wondered what she meant and my cock started to grow. She noticed my freeze and smiled and came over to me and kissed me and felt for my dick and giggled. "No, not that honey," she said. "I was thinking cookies. I'll be back in a few." With that she got up, grabbed her purse and was out the door. She returned about 20 minutes later with bags from the store. She had dinner for us and spent the next few hours baking cookies for Ty. She put them in some Tupperware and wrote a note to put on top. It said -- "We had a great time, thanks to you... Go Heels!" There was some double meaning in those words I knew, but felt the note was in good-natured fun. I took the cookies to work the next day and put them on Ty's desk. He wasn't in that day but did come in on Tuesday morning. I tried to talk to him but he was moving a mile and minute. He did thank me for the cookies and said to thank Jill for him and that he'd catch up with me later. When I got home Jill asked how it went and if he gave any indication that he knew. I told her not really and that I felt kind of brushed off by him but maybe he was just busy from being out of the office. We were both dying to know if he knew but unless we flat out asked him we were probably never going to find out. We really hoped things would be like normal as we both really liked Ty and enjoyed hanging out with him. Ty did act a bit strange the rest of the week and we finally grabbed some lunch on Friday and nothing was mentioned and things seemed pretty normal. I asked if everything was ok and he said it was, just a lot of work stuff was going on. I told him he should meet us on Saturday to watch some games but he said he couldn't. He was heading out of town to visit family. In the meantime Jill and I were fucking like rabbits every night. And it was pure sex, no talking, not love and it was hard and fast. I knew what was in my mind the whole time but never had the nerve to ask Jill what was in hers. I decided not to ask. The next week Ty declined a mid-week offer to join us for an after work beer and the next day I told him that Jill was beginning to think he was avoiding us. He laughed and said that wasn't true. So I told him to meet us Saturday night for drinks and dinner since Carolina and Duke were going to be on TV at the same time and we could watch both games. He agreed to meet us. I told Jill that night that Ty was going to meet us on Saturday. She wondered how it would go. After all she had not seen him since she had her fingers buried in her pussy and was watching him stroke his towering cock. I asked her if she was going to be okay and she said yes she would be fine. We met Ty that Saturday night at our usual place. I had wondered if Jill was going to get specially dressed up for him but she did not. She really did act as if she was not nervous at all. Maybe it was just me. I thought hings settled in pretty quickly between all of us like nothing unusual had happened since the last time we had all been together. It was definitely in the back of my mind and I knew it was in Jill's too. The only question that still remained was whether Ty knew and was it on his mind as well. When Ty got up to use the restroom I looked over at Jill and without saying anything to her she answered me. "He knows," she said. "How do you know?" I asked. "I just do. He won't look me in the eye. He's a bit nervous. He's trying to be himself but it is not natural," she replied. "Are you going to say something?" I asked her. "Yes, we need to get it out in the open sooner than later," she replied. Ty returned and we all chit-chatted again watching the games. When it came to halftime we all focused on each other instead of the TV's. Finally, my wife stopped the conversation and looked right at Ty. "Ty," she started. "I need to ask you something that is a bit awkward but I think you know what I am going to ask." Ty sunk his head down. I now knew for sure that he did know. "When did you know?" Jill asked. Ty continued to look down as he took a few deep breaths. Finally he looked up at her and then at me. "I've known for awhile," he said. "The moment I saw the first picture you posted on the website I knew it was you. I recognized the birthmark on your butt immediately because I had my own pictures of it. And I checked every day to see if more pictures were up and loved every time they were. And then that night when you guys got on the cam and I just..." Ty stopped and no one said a word. "I'm so sorry Jill," he finally said. Then he looked at me. "I'm so sorry. As your friend I should never have done that." No one said a word for almost a minute before Jill spoke up. "Ty, it's okay. You're still our friend. We think the world of you and we don't want this to change anything," she said. "And you should definitely not feel bad about it. We were in an open forum, and it happened." Ty looked at her and said, "When did you know?" Jill looked over at me, looked a bit ashamed and then looked back at Ty. "The moment I heard your voice," she said. That caught me off guard as I looked at her and she saw me and had a sad look on her face. I knew she had an idea after we were done and knew for sure once we saw her picture on his profile but now she was saying she knew before it ever got out of hand. She looked over at me and said, "Sorry." "Why didn't you stop it then?" said Ty. "Why didn't you?" Jill responded. "I just couldn't," he replied. "I never wanted you to know. I never sent you guys a message. But when I saw you on cam that night I just couldn't stop myself from telling you what I thought. I had sent at least ten comments before you answered and clicked on me. I never thought you'd click on me so I was telling you all the things that I knew I could never say to your face." We were both floored. Ty continued, "And once you replied I didn't know what to do. I tried to act cool and confident but I was shaking inside. I couldn't resist my one chance with you, even if it was happening in this way. I am so sorry and as much as it was the most incredible thing I've ever seen I really wish now it had never happened." He paused before finishing, "I can go if you guys want me to." "No, don't do that," I replied before my own dramatic pause. "But I do have one question for you. The message you sent to us later that night. Was that for Jill and did you want her to know?" Now it was Jill's turn to look at me puzzled. "What message?" she asked. "Ty sent a note to us later that night. I never deleted it so it is still there. I just didn't tell you about it." I looked at Ty for a response. "I just wanted her to know what I felt about her but didn't want to her to know it was me. I wanted to say what I wanted to say and then go on knowing I had told her how beautiful and amazing I thought she was, well, I mean is." Jill was turning pretty flushed and I thought my heartbeat was probably loud enough for the whole bar to hear. Ty looked flustered too but finally spoke again looking at Jill. "So you never answered. If you knew it was me, why did you continue? You could have clicked away once you realized and it would never have happened." Jill thought about her answer for a moment. "Because I didn't want to stop either, " Jill confirmed. "I was in the middle of fulfilling a fantasy for my husband and was very caught up in it and when I realized it was you it added a spark that I had never felt. It was so taboo and at that point. And I didn't think you knew it was me so I didn't think it was going to be a big deal. Ever since the night you saw me in my panties I've had all these things running through my head. I couldn't look away from you. After my orgasm I realized it was a mistake." If I had even shifted in my seat and my cock had rubbed my boxers a smidge it would have been all she wrote so I sat as still as a statue. Ty was again the one to break the ice. "Look, I love you two. I mean it. Both of you. Jill you are beautiful and funny and I love being around you and," he stopped, a bit choked up as he looked at me. "And you're as good a friend as I have. For whatever reason I don't have many and maybe it is because of things like this, but I think the world of you. And I love your marriage, and I love the two of you together and watching you together. And I am so jealous of what you two have. I would never forgive myself if I was the cause of something that hurt what you two have. I'm not even sure what else to say now." It looked as if a tear was welling up in his eye as he finished talking. I wish I knew at that moment what was going on in Jill's mind but I wanted to make sure Ty knew everything would be okay so I reached out my hand to him. "Don't worry about it," I said. "We're cool." He smiled as he reached out and shook my hand. Jill also seemed to have a tear in her eye but she got up and walked to the other side of the table to Ty. She leaned down and put her hands on each side of his face. "I'm totally flattered by everything you said to me," she said. "And I think you are an incredible guy." She leaned in further and gave him a kiss on the lips that took him, and me, by surprise. After the kiss she smiled at him and walked over to me and put her arms out. I scooted my chair out and she got in my lap and hugged me and kissed me even longer. "And you are even more incredible," she whispered in my ear. Then I could tell she could feel my hard on and she smirked at me before whispering back into my ear. "Try to hold off and I'll make it worth your while later." Jill remained on my lap and flagged down the waitress and she came over and Jill ordered three shots as we started to pay attention to the basketball again. Both games were well into the second half by now, our attention having been elsewhere. The shots arrived and Jill gave one to each of us before offering a toast. "I am such a lucky woman to have a husband like you," she started as she kissed my cheek. "And a great friend like you," as she stood up and kissed Ty's cheek before returning to my lap. "So let's drink to a great friendship, a crazy night of nakedness and to getting things back to normal." Jill raised her shot and we all did the same and slammed them down. Ty started to laugh and Jill asked him what was so funny. "Well, since all this is out in the open, I feel like I can tell you why Ashley and I broke up now," he said. "We were having sex one night and we were really going after it and I was fucking her as hard as I could and was about to cum and as I started to cum I said 'Oh yes Jill' to her. I've never seen a woman get so mad in my life. She tossed me aside and said she knew it and stormed out." Jill had been wiggling her ass a bit on me the whole time Ty was telling his story and she started to laugh when he finished and the thought of Ty thinking about fucking my wife as he was with his girlfriend was too much for my throbbing cock and my wife's wiggling and I started cumming. After a few spurts I could tell that Jill knew. She cracked a small smile out of the corner of her mouth before leaning back to whisper to me. "Don't worry baby. I thought the story was hot too." Never Bet with your Heart Ch. 04 From the second we got home both of our clothes started coming off and we never made it to the bedroom. I had Jill pinned up against the wall and we were devouring each other with our mouths and hands. I was so turned on and she was too. I finally picked her up and took her to the couch. We skipped the foreplay and went straight to fucking. I wanted to make sure that she came before me so it was a good thing in retrospect that I had lost my first load of the night at the bar. I could tell she was close as her eyes shut and she started to pull me in tighter. "Oh yes, make me cum Ty," she said. At that I lost it and started pumping her full of cum as her body shook with an orgasm. After I came down from my high I looked in her eyes wondering if she knew what she just said. She smiled at me and wrapped her legs tighter around me before speaking up. "I had a feeling that would put you over the edge," she said. "So are you saying you did that just to mess with me or was that what you were thinking about?" I replied. "Maybe some of both," was her quick reply. "Now let me up so I can go get clean you big pervert." The rest of the week felt like a fuck fest between us. We'd never had more sex together in our lives. We went from a couple times a week to a couple times a day. Our sex life had definitely been energized by our recent activities. Jill would often say things to me while we were fucking about showing her off and every once in awhile Ty's name would be brought up. Whatever it was it worked for both of us. We had seen Ty one more night for a Happy Hour of sorts and everything did seem back to normal. Nothing was said about that night or about our conversation and nothing was unusual at work for us either. Ty met us out again the next Wednesday night for a drink and quick bite. Duke was playing on TV and we all kind of had our eye on the game. Then the TV showed a graphic of Duke's next game, which of course was against Carolina. You wait all year for them to play and then they play twice in the span of less than a month. I know we all saw it and yet it didn't seem like anyone wanted to say anything about it until Jill started laughing. "Maybe we shouldn't bet on this one," she giggled and we all smiled and nodded in agreement. The Duke game ended and they had won again, beating Clemson pretty handily. They were interviewing the coach and he was talking about the upcoming Carolina game and said they would need the crowd to be as great as ever if they were to win. With that Jill looked over at Ty. "Are you still going to the game?" she asked. "I'm not sure," he replied. "How come?" she continued. "I just never found anyone else to ask and I've got a lot of stuff to do around here," said Ty. "I'm sure I can sell the tickets to someone down there. I don't really have to decide for sure until Friday." I can't really explain what happened next. It was one of those times when your mouth starts talking before your brain can process what it is saying. I looked at Jill and it was like the words were coming out of someone else's mouth. "You should go," I said. She looked at me like I was crazy and Ty was expressionless as he looked at us. "Well I mean if you want to," I said as I tried to cover myself. "Ty's got the tickets and it would be a shame to waste them." I was in deep and I knew it. Every word now dug me in deeper. My thoughts had been pure when I said it and it was harmless. But the moment the words came out so did the undercurrents of everything that had taken place between the three of us and between Jill and I and I couldn't get the words back. I felt screwed. How would I get out of this? "I'm not sure that is such a good idea," said Jill. That certainly confirmed that I wasn't the only one who recognized the sexual tension that now existed for all of us. "I appreciate you saying that but perhaps this isn't the right time," said Ty. "Yeah ok," I said. "I was just looking for a solution for you. I hadn't really thought it out. I shouldn't have put you two in that position and assumed you wanted to go." "It's not that I wouldn't want to go," said Jill. "I've always wanted to go to the Carolina/Duke game at Cameron. I just, well, you know." Crap I thought. I was out of it and then I kept talking and now it was still hanging out there in the open. I could tell Jill was looking at me like 'shut up dumb ass'. Ty got up and said, "Well early morning you two. It's been a pleasure as usual." We both got up and all headed out and said our good-byes. Thank god Ty had gotten me out of my own mess by not letting that conversation gain any more traction than it already had. On our walk home Jill started into me. "What were you thinking saying that?" she said. "I'm sorry," I replied. "It came out of my mouth before I had thought it through and then I tried damage control." We got home and started to get ready for bed. I was standing in my boxers watching Jill at the sink brushing her teeth in her t-shirt and panties. Damn I was lucky was all I could think about. She saw me staring at her and kind of rolled her eyes at me. When she finished up she passed me and grabbed my hand and said to follow. She led me to the couch and told me to sit down and take off my boxers. So I did and she pulled up a barstool and sat on it right in front of me, her t-shirt hiked up her thighs showing just a bit of her white cotton panties underneath. "I'm going to ask you a couple questions and I want you to tell me the truth, okay," she said. I was nervous now but answered, "Okay. Do I have to be naked for this?" "Yes," came her quick reply. After a pause she continued. "So now that you have had some time to think about it, about all of it, do you want me to go with Ty to the game?" I wasn't sure how to respond. "Why, do you want to go?" I asked. "That's not what I asked you," she said. " Give me an honest answer." I tried to answer but I couldn't form any words. I felt my cock start to get hard and really wished it wouldn't. I saw Jill peek down at it. "You have to know what might happen," she continued. "Don't you?" I stalled as long as I could before answering. "I trust you," I said. "That's it?" Jill said. "So you are putting all of this on me?" "No, that's not what I meant," I stammered. "Forget about what was in your mind earlier," she said. "Right now, with what we both know and what we've both seen, and what we know Ty thinks of me... do you want me to go to the game with him?" I couldn't answer her. The truth was I didn't have an answer. I didn't want to say 'Yes' and I didn't want to say 'No". I was truly torn. I didn't want her to go because I knew what would probably happen and I wanted her to go because I knew what would probably happen. She could see the anguish in my mind but my cock certainly had no such doubts. "Well I think I have my answer for now," said Jill. "One answer would have been easy to say, the other a lot harder. I'll let you think about it longer to see if you change your mind. I'm going to bed." She kissed me and told me she loved me and then I stayed sitting on the couch, in the same naked state, as my mind started to wander in all directions. Jill went to the bedroom and I just watched her walk away. What was happening to me? Were these innocent desires I started having about showing off my wife going to lead her into the arms of another man? And was that what I wanted? Was that where this was headed from the beginning or was it more the unlikely circumstances that we found ourselves in with Ty? I had started stroking my cock without even realizing it but once I did the image in my head was clear. It was of Ty passionately fucking my Jill. The images that ran through my head had them in every position I could imagine. My cock felt so good at these taboo thoughts and as I imagined Ty cumming deep inside my wife I shot a load all over myself. I came to with some regret. What was wrong with me? The orgasm had been intense, as had all the thoughts that came with it, but I had to draw the line. I couldn't risk my marriage. I got up and quietly walked to the bedroom. I heard some soft moans as I got near the door and without making a peep I peaked my head around the door. There was Jill, laid out in the bed, furiously working her clit with her fingers as her other hand roamed her body and pinched her nipples. Her eyes were shut and she was in utter bliss. I watched for another few minutes until her pace quickened, her legs started to shiver and she arched her back and ass off the bed and groaned through a thunderous orgasm. If I had to guess the images that brought her off I would say they were the same that had just been in my mind. I waited until she rolled over and fell asleep before entering the room and getting in bed next to her. I just stared at her as she slept. God she was beautiful. I loved her more than I could ever imagine. The next night during dinner we didn't talk too much. After cleaning the dishes we got on the couch to watch some TV. I felt like I was playing the famous Carolina basketball strategy of 'Four Corners' -- I had the lead and was trying to run out the clock. At 9pm Jill took the remote control and hit the mute button and looked over at me. Oh crap I thought. The other team just stole the ball on me. "So," she started. "Did you change your mind?" Here it was, the moment of truth. I had the ball at the free throw line and all I had to do was make one shot and the game was over. Instead I froze. It felt like the neurotransmitters in my body that went from my brain to my voice box were disabled. My brain was screaming to my mouth that yes, I had changed my mind. I did not want her to go. But I couldn't get out the words. Jill just looked at me. What did she want me to say? In my heart I knew, at least I thought I did. She wanted me to say I had changed my mind and that I didn't want her to go. I knew I was right when she got up expressionless as if I had let her down. She grabbed my cell phone and started going through it. She hit a few buttons and put it up to her ear as I listened motionless to the only side of the conversation I could hear. "No, it's Jill," she said. "I am using his phone." "So what time is our flight?" "No. I am serious." "Yes. He wants me to go." "Okay. That sounds good. I will meet you there." "Yeah I think we will have a great time too." "Good night Ty." Jill hung up the phone and put it back down on the table and looked over at me. I still hadn't moved or said a word. It was the most awkward moment of my life. She was literally begging me with her eyes to say something to her and I couldn't. "Well I guess I better go pack," she said as she walked to the bedroom. Never Bet with your Heart Ch. 05 Needless to say I had trouble sleeping that night and stayed out on the couch most of the night. I had heard my wife packing her stuff from the other room. I didn't have the heart to walk in and stop her. Nor did I want to see what she was packing for him. That didn't stop me from wondering though. Did she pack nice things or casual things; hot lingerie or did she not even plan on wearing panties for him at all. I finally saw the light to our room go out and heard her get in bed. I stayed motionless for some time on that couch, my stomach in knots, my heart beating way too fast, my mind wandering and my cock straining so badly that I twice had to take care of it. The images in my mind were the same as they had been for the past two weeks – Ty fucking my wife. Around 5AM I kind of snapped to it. Realizing I had to meet someone at 7AM for a cup of coffee to discuss business I went back to the bedroom. I saw my wife's bag packed and placed by her dresser. I thought about opening it but didn't. She was still sound asleep. I went and showered for what felt like forever, letting the hot water try to rejuvenate me. It wasn't working. After I got dressed and ready I went to my wife's side. I had forgotten to tell her I had to leave early and didn't want to wake her but didn't want her to go. I felt like too much had been left unsaid – all of it my fault. As I looked at her sleep a million memories and images flashed before my eyes. The covers were only covering half her body so I stared at her right side as she lay on her stomach. He gorgeous legs and that perfect butt in her panties seemed to stare back. I could see the small of her back before the t-shirt that had ridden up blocked the rest of my view. Her gentle breaths brought her body up and down. I did the only thing I could think of. I leaned down, kissed her cheek and told her I loved her. My meeting was brutal. It ran long and I don't think I heard a word. My mind was elsewhere – wondering what was wrong with me for letting my wife go on a weekend trip with Ty where I knew she would fuck him and probably spend most of the weekend doing so. By the time my meeting ended and I scooted across town to get to the office I had to be in another meeting. I had gotten there just in time and did not have time to call Jill like I wanted. I should have at least left a note I thought to myself. This meeting was equally brutal and midway through it I had a moment of clarity. I did not want my wife to go. I did not want her to spend the weekend with Ty. I did not want her to fuck Ty. I kept staring at my watch waiting for this meeting to end so I could call her and race home to her. It finally ended a little after 11AM. As soon as I got clear of everyone I pulled out my cell phone and called my wife. It went straight to voice mail. She never turns her phone off and then it hit me, she was already on the plane. I went to the receptionist desk and tried to innocently ask if Ty was in. Betty, our secretary, said that he had called in this morning to say he wouldn't be in today and that he did not want to be disturbed. I asked her where he went and she said she didn't know but that he never sounded happier. I left the office immediately and raced home hoping I wasn't too late. I was. Jill was gone and her bags were gone too. I tried calling again and got the same response – straight to voice mail. There was a note on the refrigerator that said the following: "I'll text you later when I get a chance. I hope you have a good weekend. Love, Jill" That was it? She would text me later if she got a chance. Had my status fallen that quickly that my own wife would text me later if she could. Not call me. Not make time for me, but text me if she could. I pretty much collapsed on the kitchen floor leaning back against the fridge. What had I done? I finally got off the floor and went to the bedroom. I could smell her perfume still in the air. It made my heart ache. Then I saw an image that made me cry. Jill had left her wedding ring on the dresser. I was distraught and had no one to blame. It was me that drove her to this. I went to the couch, flush with emotions. I tried her phone one more time, but no such luck. What would she do now anyway I thought? She was already there with Ty. I had waited too long. She gave me opportunities to stop her. But when I left for work this morning I had sealed my fate. I woke up hours later. I guess after a night of no sleep and being as emotional as I was I was tired. It was 5PM. I gathered myself and reached for my phone. No missed calls and no texts. I took a deep breath and dialed Jill again. It was ringing... and kept ringing. She did not answer. I couldn't decide if I wanted to leave a message or just keep calling till she answered. And what should I say on the message? Should I say I fucked up? Should I say please don't do it? Should I act normal and try to tough it out? I had no idea what to do. When I heard the beep it brought me back to and all I could say was, "call me". Time stood still as the minutes and hours ticked by. I tried another call and didn't get an answer again. Finally at 9PM I got a text. It said, "Are you home?" I replied, "Yes. Can you call me?" Jill replied, "No. Just wait for my next text." Why couldn't she call me I wondered? Thirty minutes later I got another text. It read, "Go to your computer and log onto the website and click on Ty's profile. Text me back when you have." So I did so without thinking much about it. I was kind of working on auto-pilot. The computer booted up and I logged onto the website and found Ty's profile. It had been "hotlisted", and not by me, so it was easy to find. I texted my wife back saying I was on. Her quick reply said, "Click on his webcam. Text me when it's up." My heart eased for a moment. She wanted to talk and see me I thought. I told her it was up and I could see the hotel room. It looked like a nice room. There was a big bed in the distance and the computer was obviously on the room's desk. The next text came... "Keep watching until you get another text from me." So I did, now a bit uncertain. The next thing I saw was a black man, obviously Ty, walking into the screen. I could see him from the shoulders down. Then he took off his clothes facing away from the screen and towards the bed. Then he turned around and walked straight towards the camera. His huge cock hanging down. My god it was even bigger than I remembered. He came all the way to the screen, seemed to adjust the camera a bit and then walked off screen. It hit me like a ton of bricks. My wife was going to make me watch. She was going to fuck Ty on camera and wanted me to see it. Not only that anyone else online could watch them. I guess that is why Ty adjusted the screen, to make sure their faces were not visible. My eyes were frozen on the screen. Moments later I saw Ty escorting my wife to the bed. I couldn't get a good look at her as he was blocking most of her. I could tell she had on a Duke cheerleader outfit. How ironic I thought that we were back to the original crime. He positioned Jill so she was sitting on the edge of the bed facing him, while all I could see was his toned black ass and back. But it didn't take a rocket scientist to see what she was doing. I could see parts of her blue and white outfit from around Ty's body and then her white hands came around and grabbed Ty's ass cheeks. Her white hands and bright red nails contrasting erotically with his dark skin. One of his hands left his hips and was obviously now positioned behind her head, feeding my wife his massive cock down her throat. This went on for about 10 minutes as my wife hands massaged his ass and back of his thighs as he groaned and told her how great it felt. My heart, on the other hand, was beating hard and erratically. Then I heard Ty grunt, saw his ass cheeks clutch and Jill's hands squeeze tightly and I knew he had just shot his load of cum down her throat. She never swallowed me but she never moved off Ty's cock the whole time so I knew she had taken him into her mouth. Ty pulled her up and next thing I know I saw that cheerleader outfit coming off and getting tossed over his shoulder to the floor. Once he had her undressed he pushed her back onto the bed and all I saw were two white legs go flying up in the air in "V" formation. Ty wasted no time working on that pussy with his mouth. I heard moans and cries as her legs wrapped onto his back. I was in a different world; it felt surreal, like I was watching something that couldn't possibly be happening. Then I heard her cum like she was hit by a freight train. I felt like I was getting dizzy as I saw Ty rise up and obviously grab his cock and aim it at my Jill's married pussy. The moan that came from her mouth as he started to sink into her was so guttural and lusting that I knew at that moment my life would never be the same. My eyes were on the screen but I'm not sure I was watching. It felt like I was looking through the screen. Yes I could see this black man absolutely fucking the brains out of this white woman but I was mentally separating myself from it despite watching the kind of fucking on my screen I could never imagine. The kind of fucking that I could not give my wife. My wife's legs were being held up wide by Ty's strong hands as he continued his assault on what was previously mine. She either came several times or just had one long continuous orgasm throughout. It didn't matter anymore. Then I heard Ty start to cry out, his ass clenched yet again, his thrusts had purpose and my wife took his second helping of cum. This time it was into her bare pussy, my bare pussy, and based on how many thrusts and pumps he gave her, there was no telling how much seed he had left deep inside her. It took a bit for them to come off their sexual high. Eventually Ty pulled out of my wife, pivoted towards the camera and walked to it. I could see his massive conquering cock move like a pendulum in slow motion as he approached. It was coated with juices, Jill's juices, my wife's juices. Ty had just fucked his dream woman with unbelievable success. The woman who had been my dream woman since the day I met her. His cock lingered in a close up on the screen for like 10 seconds, perhaps teasing me, perhaps taunting me and most likely reminding me that my wife had a new lover. Then the screen went black. About a minute later I got a text from Jill. It read, "Did you watch all of it?" I replied, "Yes." Her quick response followed, "Tell me how you feel right now. And you better be 100% honest." I knew how I wanted to respond but I also knew that I had pushed her and if I told her now she could get angry. After all, I didn't stop her and to tell her now could push her to Ty even more. Maybe I could save whatever was left. But in the end I finally decided to say what I had to say. "I'm heart broken," was my response. Her reply was, "Good. I was hoping you would say that." What was she saying? Did she want to humiliate me? I didn't know what to say or how to respond. Did she not even love me anymore? There was a knock at the door. That's fucking great was all I could think. I didn't answer and then the knock returned. My face looked like shit, flush red from my tears and anguish. Hell I looked like shit in general. But the knock continued so I went to the door and answered it. Standing in front of me with bag in hand was Jill. To say I had a puzzled look on my face would be an understatement. She just stared at me lovingly as I tried to figure out what in the world was going on. As I looked at her I started to talk, "but..." "It wasn't me," she said. "But I had to know and that was the only way." I moved to the side of the door so Jill could come in. She set down her bags and gave me a big kiss as I shut the door. "I don't understand," I replied. "It was never more than a fantasy for me, fucking Ty," said Jill. "I love the fantasy but never wanted to act on it. I had to be sure what you felt and even though you couldn't say it I knew deep down you didn't want that either. But until you were faced with it you were never going to know for sure whether it was fantasy or reality." "But what did I just watch," I asked her. "You watched Ty fuck the hell out of one of his former girlfriends that looks like me," she said. "I talked to Ty about all this, several days ago. He knew what was going on and felt terrible about it. I told him I had to know how you felt and that more importantly you had to know how you felt. So I told him I had to make you think it was happening to see what was in your heart. And that was what we came up with. So he called up an ex that he knew would do whatever." "She certainly did," I said. "Yes, I know. I watched too," she said with a wry smile. "And they are just at a hotel in the city somewhere." I smiled at her and embraced her. "So are we good?" said Jill. "Yes and I'm so sorry. I waited too long to try to stop you," I replied. "It's okay baby," she said. "We need to embrace our fantasies and share them and I think that is healthy. But for now I think it best we act them out on each other, don't you?" I just smiled and hugged her tighter. We went to our bedroom and just held each other. We slept all night and into the next morning. When we woke up Jill rolled over and kissed me. "You know what today is don't you?" she said. "Saturday?" came my lame reply. "Yes," said Jill. "But it is also Carolina vs. Duke. And we're meeting Ty tonight to watch the game and it's our treat for him helping us out last night." "Our treat?" I said. "He fucked the hell out of his dream woman look-a-like, maybe he should treat us." "Well you never know what tonight's bet might be," Jill replied. Oh shit I thought to myself. Here we go again.