I told her fine we could fight about tonight when I got home from work, I told her on your way out shut and lock the damn door, and I went out to the ...arage opened the garage door started my car pulled out closed the door and was down the street.Later on that evening I got home expecting miss attitude to be at my door again, but what I found when I got inside was my house was spotless along with a note saying she had not been that taken care of by anyone before and she was very much liking it,. As I crept down those stairs I heard more and more, I heard a deep voice proclaiming "you ride that black dick you white whore." My mind raced as to what the hell must have been going on as I peeked around the corner, and what I saw dropped me dead in my tracks. There was my lovely white bride of ten years straddling a black man whom was sitting on chair. Her panties were on the floor, her skirt was bunched up around her waste, and she was naked from the waste up. She was bouncing up and down. They undressed in their bedroom, and we all met nude in their indoor tub.The wife led the way, reaching out to touch my arm, then sliding her hand down to hold my hardening cock. Her husband was still a little hesitant, but under her coaxing he moved closer and replaced her hand with his own. I moved close to them, one hand caressing her marvelous tits, and reached out to take hold of his cock with the other. We sat that way for a few minutes, exploring each other's bodies. I sucked on one of. Sara kissed Brad, searching for his twirling tongue, giving him a rougher, more insistent kiss. Then she pulled Cindy down with her as the two women began licking the length of Brad's body, one on each of his hard little man nipples, sucking them into excited erection, one in his sunken belly button, one on each thigh, one sliding under his tightening balls, their tongues meeting again poised over his throbbing cock. Then Sara opened her mouth in a tight 'O' and dive bombed straight onto Brad's.