I hid into my studio, knowing Ana would not go there. One hour later the doorbell sounded and Anita went to open.I stood quiet in my studio, giving th...m some time; but soon I got curious and decided to go closer to our bedroom.From the alleyway I could hear my sensual wife, moaning and pleading to be fucked like the good married white slut she was…Seconds later she squealed as she was being fucked. So I got curious and went outside, to look through the bedroom’s window.Ana was there on all. I adjusted myself so now I could feel her hot breath on my throbbing cock. I carefully answered her question. You must be very hungry too please eat something she said i have not eaten for years. Feast then I said feast on what is aching in front of you. She did not wait for anymore. Her hot breath had made my cock twitch in anticipation and when she opened my pant she saw my 8 inches of manhood standing tall and proud reacting to each hot breath of hers. She gasped I never eaten such big meat,. What I left unsaid was me wondering how my cock measured up to theirs."Honey, you know that the attitudes about mixed race couples has not always been as tolerant as they are now especially with me being from the South, my family would have been mortified if they had known I had even made love to a black man. I cannot imagine what they would have done if I had married one. You might not understand coming from New England. I just thought it would make my life way too complicated to stay with. It cost us frightening amount of money and as always we split the cost, but it was still very expensive.I spent the week at work re-organising my diary and working late to complete the work and meetings which would not wait until I returned. Zena insisted she would field any urgent work that might come up.When I arrived home on Wednesday, quite late on, I knew someone had been in the flat. Nothing seemed to have been touched or moved around, but I had that feeling. I ranged round the flat and.