Our first time – interracial sex story

I had to go out of town on business and took my wife Jane with me. We were in a small midwest town and stayed at the only motel in town that had a bar. We decided to go for dinner and since we were out of town Jand decided to dress a little sexy. Nothing obscene but something more than she would wear to chuch on Sunday. She wore a moderately short black skirt, black thigh highs, high heals and a thin (but not see thru) black top. She left her panties and bra in the suitcase.

We had a plesant dinner. Jane is a very beautiful woman with an excellent body. I have always liked the way people would look at her when we go out. At the restaurant all eyes were on her when we arrived and we turned each other on over dinner discussing how she could pick up any man in the place. At the time it was only a fantasy.

After dinner, we returned to the motel. The bar was fairly crowded and we could only find one seat at the bar next to black guy playing vidio game. He was a salesman having a drink and merely passing the time in another town. Jane and the salesman struck up a conversation and she started playing the video game with him. After a couple of drinks she had scooted her chair next to his so that the length of her thigh was next to him. She looked at me and look in her said said she wanted to fuck him. I merely nodded, she knew I was thinking the same thing. I was kind of hanging around in the background and after awhile I notice she had her arm over his shoulder so that her braless breast was rubbing against his arm. Her skirt had also risen so that he could clearly see the tops of her stockings. A few minutes later I looked back at them and she was rubbing her hands through is hair and her legs were slightly parted so he could see her shaved pussy. The bar tender announced last call at the same time Jane got up to use the restroom. She came over to me and wispered into my ear that we should invite him up to our room for a drink. I walked over to him and he quickly agreed. Even though he was a little dumbfounded. After all she was a married woman and I was her husband. Jane walked back into the bar and I told her he agreed.. I thought she was going to jump for joy. The three of us left the bar and strolled to the elevator. We were all very quiet. After all he did not know his role and was little nervous. Once the elevator door closed, Jane slid her body next to his tried to run her tongue down his throat. Once we got to the room, he sat on the bed and Jane got on her knees and unzipped his pants. She took hold of his cock and put it in his mouth. He just kind of looked at me and I told him to enjoy, which he did for the next hour or so. Jane just about fucked the guy to death. We did not even know his name nor did he know ours. Jane and I both laughed for weeks afterwards trying to imagine what he was telling the guys back in his home town about what he did on his last business trip