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Crossing the color barrier

Many years ago my wife and I had moved to New York City from a large city in the South. We had been married for seven years and my wife had never had another man. She got a job modeling bras,panties and negligees on the runway of a large wholesaler.. She was gorgeous and attracted a lot of attention. One man, a Jewish merchant in the garment district, ,who was in his 40's was particularly after her. She rebuffed him and told him she was married. One afternoon he came by my office and he told me straight up that he wanted to have sex with my wife. He asked if I would consider wife swapping. He showed me a nude photo of his beautiful wife I was very startled but after a few minutes I said I would agree to a swap. He lived in Connecticut but said he would get a suite at the St Regis Hotel in mid town Manhattan that Saturday night. When I got home that evening I told her we would have dinner with a friend and his wife that weekend. I didn't tell her what I planned. That Saturday night when we got to the hotel I told her what I wanted to do. She got angry ad said she wouldn't do it. Finally I persuaded her we would go up and just say hello. The man, Hal and his wife Jane were very understanding and suggested we go to a near by night club and listen to Louie Armstrong. We did so and Hal danced with my wife and I danced with his. My wife had a couple of Southern Conforts. When we got back to the hotel the four of us jumped into the King sized bed and we swapped.. Great night A couple of weeks latter my employer transferred me to England. Once in England we wife swapped about once a month. Wife swapping was very open in England. Because I had a beautiful wife I could pick and choose from the available wives. I corresponded with a black guy who was a US Air Force pilot stationed at a US Air Force base in England. He had a really gorgeous wife and I very much wanted to swap with them. However, my wife wouldn't agree because she had a typical Southern view of black men. A big taboo to her. I had communicated with a black guy who was a Sergeant in the British Army. He liked the photos I had sent him of my wife. My wife had a habit on Saturday nights of taking a long bubble bath after which she would come out and we would have sex. She was usually in the tub at least an hour. I arranged to meet the black guy at a nearby pub one Saturday night after my wife started her bath. I brought him back to our bedroom and we both stripped naked. When my wife came out after her bath she was wrapped in a big white towel. When she saw him standing their with a big erection she dropped her towel. He picked her up, spread her out on the bed and really gave it to her. She moaned and groaned all the way through and I could see she was enjoying him. After that we swung with the black pilot and his wife several times. Great sex. After five years in England I took a job in Washington, DC. By this time I realized I enjoyed watching my wife with black men. I corresponded with a black man who worked at the Kenyan Embassy and I arranged to meet him at the Watergate Hotel one Saturday night. We checked in before we were to meet him and my wife went into to take a hot bath. She liked to do this before sex because it made her skin more sensitive. The black guy came up to our room while my wife was still in the tub. I told him she would come out wrapped in a towel. We both stripped naked. I was amazed at what I saw. He had the biggest dick I had ever seen. He was built like a horse. This made me worry that he might hurt my wife because of his size. When my wife came out he spread her out on the bed and worked her over with his tongue. He put a little lubricant on the head of his dick and got in her. After a few strokes he was able to get it in all the way and she took it all without any pain. In the years after that we continued to be swingers and I often shared my wife with black men and I got to enjoy many beautiful black women. It all went back to that one night with that black Sergeant from te British army. In our old age my wife and I still talk about that night.

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