First time wife set-up with a another man (and a b
I've been fantasizing about my 59-year old hot MILF white wife with a black man for a while, so I finally decided to put thought into action. Especially after a few good glasses of wine, "Patty" tends to get very flirty and can become a bit of an exhibitionist, allowing me to either remove her bra or nipple covers under her sheer lace top. You'll see what I mean if you look at my galleries...
We have properties in both Chicago and San Francisco, so I placed an ad in SF ********** seeking interested guys and was overwhelmed with responses. Post screening, I tried two meetings at the Four Seasons' bar in SF, but one fellow was too young and overly aggressive (even with coaching from me...) and the other fellow, an Indian chap, took to ******* Patty's ass while we were all at the bar. Clearly, way too aggressive. One of my first responses, though, came from "Gerald", who told me that he was black, younger (38), hung (8"+) and ready to have some fun. It turned out with schedules that we first arranged to meet in Chicago just about a month ago...
Gerald and I connected via email and a phone call or two and laid the plan. We would meet him "randomly" first at one of my favorite pick-up bars in Chicago, Gibson's, which is a favorite late-nite place for my wife and I to enjoy dinner and/or late nights around the piano bar. Gerald and I were texting throughout the early evening, so he was already waiting for us when we walked in around 9:30 from our earlier dinner. I had told Patty over dinner that I had met him the night before, found out that we had common business interests, and that he "might" be back that night. Sure enough, the bar was packed, but Gerald had grabbed a table, and I waved to him as we walked in. I had made a point to remove Patty's nipple covers while at dinner, and also made a point to seat Patty next to him (he to her left; me to her right). I could tell that there was immediate chemistry, as their fingers touched (and lingered...) and there were numerous "high-fives" exchanged while wine was served. After about an hour, I excused myself to go upstairs to the restroom, making sure that I was gone long enough for Gerald to become a bit more forward. Gerald filled me in via text the next day, but as soon as I left, Patty asked Gerald how many miles he road his bike during the day, and when we told her, she looked him up and down and told him how "fit" he was. Per Gerald, it was at that point that he started to rub her right leg continuously, making sure that he brushed his pinky up against her pussy a few times. She never once pushed him away, nor said anything to me...
We left that night, and Patty's only comment to me was that she thought Gerald was a nice fellow and a gentleman. She even went to far as to invite him to join us for dinner the next night at Chicago Cut, another one of our favorite spots. I teased her the next day when Gerald sent me a thank you text that Gerald told me how fortunate a man I was to have such an attractive wife - she just giggled, never once letting me know about his hand on her leg/thigh. We met the next night, and again had a nice dinner, where I left intentionally to go to the restroom. Per Gerald, he was able to make the same moves up her thigh in my absence, and this night I could tell that she was flustered because when I returned, her face was flushed and she made a point of grabbing my hand when I sat down. We drove Gerald back to his hotel that night, and I made a point of suggesting that I "chauffer" the two of them in the back seat of my Mercedes. He tried to rub her tits, but my presence made that a "no go". When he left the car, he made a point of kissing her goodnight, and she leaned in for a lingering kiss on the lips...
That was three weekends ago...subsequently, I sent a group text to Gerald so that he had Patty's cell number, and they've begun a modest 1-1 dialogue (which Patty has yet to tell me about...). Gerald shares everything with me, so we're now planning our next rendezvous in SF for next weekend. We'll do brunch as a threesome, and I'll make certain that I strategically place Gerald in the middle of us, and get up to the restroom several times...We refer to this as "Operation Deep Penetration (ODP)", and the goal here is to "tempt" her to the point of (in my absence and with enough wine...) going as far as possible. My sense is that once she's been "blacked", she'll want more...
Stay tuned...
We have properties in both Chicago and San Francisco, so I placed an ad in SF ********** seeking interested guys and was overwhelmed with responses. Post screening, I tried two meetings at the Four Seasons' bar in SF, but one fellow was too young and overly aggressive (even with coaching from me...) and the other fellow, an Indian chap, took to ******* Patty's ass while we were all at the bar. Clearly, way too aggressive. One of my first responses, though, came from "Gerald", who told me that he was black, younger (38), hung (8"+) and ready to have some fun. It turned out with schedules that we first arranged to meet in Chicago just about a month ago...
Gerald and I connected via email and a phone call or two and laid the plan. We would meet him "randomly" first at one of my favorite pick-up bars in Chicago, Gibson's, which is a favorite late-nite place for my wife and I to enjoy dinner and/or late nights around the piano bar. Gerald and I were texting throughout the early evening, so he was already waiting for us when we walked in around 9:30 from our earlier dinner. I had told Patty over dinner that I had met him the night before, found out that we had common business interests, and that he "might" be back that night. Sure enough, the bar was packed, but Gerald had grabbed a table, and I waved to him as we walked in. I had made a point to remove Patty's nipple covers while at dinner, and also made a point to seat Patty next to him (he to her left; me to her right). I could tell that there was immediate chemistry, as their fingers touched (and lingered...) and there were numerous "high-fives" exchanged while wine was served. After about an hour, I excused myself to go upstairs to the restroom, making sure that I was gone long enough for Gerald to become a bit more forward. Gerald filled me in via text the next day, but as soon as I left, Patty asked Gerald how many miles he road his bike during the day, and when we told her, she looked him up and down and told him how "fit" he was. Per Gerald, it was at that point that he started to rub her right leg continuously, making sure that he brushed his pinky up against her pussy a few times. She never once pushed him away, nor said anything to me...
We left that night, and Patty's only comment to me was that she thought Gerald was a nice fellow and a gentleman. She even went to far as to invite him to join us for dinner the next night at Chicago Cut, another one of our favorite spots. I teased her the next day when Gerald sent me a thank you text that Gerald told me how fortunate a man I was to have such an attractive wife - she just giggled, never once letting me know about his hand on her leg/thigh. We met the next night, and again had a nice dinner, where I left intentionally to go to the restroom. Per Gerald, he was able to make the same moves up her thigh in my absence, and this night I could tell that she was flustered because when I returned, her face was flushed and she made a point of grabbing my hand when I sat down. We drove Gerald back to his hotel that night, and I made a point of suggesting that I "chauffer" the two of them in the back seat of my Mercedes. He tried to rub her tits, but my presence made that a "no go". When he left the car, he made a point of kissing her goodnight, and she leaned in for a lingering kiss on the lips...
That was three weekends ago...subsequently, I sent a group text to Gerald so that he had Patty's cell number, and they've begun a modest 1-1 dialogue (which Patty has yet to tell me about...). Gerald shares everything with me, so we're now planning our next rendezvous in SF for next weekend. We'll do brunch as a threesome, and I'll make certain that I strategically place Gerald in the middle of us, and get up to the restroom several times...We refer to this as "Operation Deep Penetration (ODP)", and the goal here is to "tempt" her to the point of (in my absence and with enough wine...) going as far as possible. My sense is that once she's been "blacked", she'll want more...
Stay tuned...
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