My mind constantly replayed the scenario that I had witnessed in the bedroom and it invoked a dreadful insecurity from within. I began to convince mys...lf that the entire situation had been initiated due to my own sexual inadequacy. I had never been able to make love to my wife in such a way that I could consider that she had actually enjoyed it. Watching her in bed with those unknown strangers portrayed her as someone who I did not know at all. I could never have competed sexually with those. My wife and I have played some dress up in our day and I was noticing some of the things I had bought her in the past. A red teddy with crotch-less panties caught my eye and I thought about putting it back in my wife's dresser. A slinky navy blue summer dress was next. I can remember quite a few afternoons when Cindy was at school and I would come home from lunch only to find my wife in pair of heels and the dress. When I explored further, I found her bra and pantiless and would bend her over. " My heart started racing. She found me out. "You weren't checking out your tree, you were checking out me." she said with a smirk. “We black women have a built in white guy radar." she said jokingly. "We know when y'all are checking us out and we love it. So since your here, Ive got something that you can do." she said as she grabbed a bottle of body oil. Was she really asking me to do this. "You want me to oil you?" I asked. "And then some." she said with a devilish grin. I was happy to. Never being a person who went to clubs and bars I turned to a couple of adult "dating" sites but wasn't having any real luck in getting things to transition to in-person. One late afternoon, in a fit of arousal fueled lust, I ended up responding to a guy's post, since guy's posts are always more plentiful than the few real female posts.He was in a long term relationship but his girlfriend was on an extended work assignment. He stated that he was looking for someone to watch porn and masturbate.