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My wife is a pure and unadulterated slut. This however, does not bother me in the least. In fact it is good for me, as am a voyeur, that is I love watching people have sex, and I especially love watching my gorgeous wife, get her pussy rammed by some stud. I will now relate how this fantasy of mine came true. We had been married only a few months when things begin to take place, that made me think that she was seeing someone behind my back. Just about every weekend she would leave in the evening and return late at night. When she came back I would ask her where she had been, and her answer would always be that she had gone shopping. This was hard for to believe, as few stores stay opened that late, and the tight fitting skirts and low cut blouses she wore, indicated to me that she had something on her mind other than shopping, but the real telling sign was that on at least two occasions, she left her wedding ring at home, with the excuse that it was hurting her finger. I didn't really press her on any of this as i really wanted to catch her red handed. Now my wife is a beautiful woman, with long flowing blonde hair, long shapely legs, big tits, and a tight, round ass that is just made to squeeze. It had always been my secret wish to see my wife get fucked my another man. When I started seeing the changes come over her, and the tale tale signs that she could be cheating on me, rather almanbahis şikayet than being furious, as most any husband would be, I saw it as and opportunity to satisfy my voyeur desires. Eventually, my urge to see my wife have sex with another man, became more than just a passing interest, it became an obsession with me and I begin to think of and plan ways that I would be able to spy on her. I actually thought of hiding videos cams in different parts of the house, but my fear was that they would be discovered, as there are no really good places to conceal them. I actually hoped that when I returned from work that somehow I would discover her there with a lover. I begin to hang out at local bars thinking that she would come there to be picked up by some guy and i would go home and watch them. There is a particular bar on the east side of town where a lot of black men go to pick up white women. My reason for hanging out there was that my wife once told me that she liked black men. I never saw her there once, but I did see enough to make it worth my time. One evening while I was sitting at the bar, I saw a tall swarthy black man talking* to a blonde haired white woman. They were standing right behind me. As I sat there the black man started kissing thewhite women. I had a beer in my hand, and as I drinked it, I would occasionally glance at them, trying not to stare. He kept almanbahis canlı casino kissing her until she opened her mouth for his probing tongue. One of his hands gripped her neck, while the other wondered down along her back and started squeezing and caressing her ass. They just kept on kissing as peoplewalked by, but no one appeared to be paying them much attention. As they kissed, I watched his black fingers push the fabric of her skirt up over her lush thighs and dig into the crack of her ass as his tongue continued to invadeher mouth. They stood there kissing and fondling for several minute before they broke apart and headed for the door. My cock stood up erect as I saw them walk out with their arms around each other. I could imaginate his big black cock ramming her tight pink pussy as they fucked the night away in some bed. Later I found out the black man's name was Dustin, and that just about every week, he would be there trying to pick up some white whore to fuck. It was then that I finally came up with a brillant plan. Since the bartender seemed to know this Dustin quite well, I ask him if he could possibly arrange a date between this black man and a certain Heather Smith to meet at her house on a given time. I told him that I was only a friend of this woman and that I was doing hera favor as I knew she liked to date black men. I then gave him my wife's almanbahis casino cell phone number and told him to give it to Dustin so that he could call her and set up the date. I knew that this was a wild gamble and I did not even know if my wife would even accept and the other problem would be to find out the exact day they would be meeting. I got really lucky though. As I was sat in the bar the next evening, Dustin walked in and sat down at the other end of the bar from me. He was sitting there talking to the waiter and bragging about the date he had with a white woman. He said that someone had just given him her cell phone number and that he had called her and made a date for Thursday evening at 8:00 PM. I was over joyed. I couldn't believe my luck could ever be so good and my cock was already hardening at the idea of seeing this black stud fuck my wife, but it almost seemed like my luck might be too good. I had devised a plan. I would tell my wife that I would be working late that evening, when in fact,I would be at home, hiding in the closet and would be able to see all the action going on in the bedroom. My wife actually leaves for work an hour later than me, so that gave me time to clean out the closet and get everything ready. I didn't have to worry about being discovered, as they would be too preoccupied to worry about what was in the closer. I prepared for every eventually. I checked the door to* see how much of a crack was needed to give me the best view without me being seen. I even set a pot on the floor incase i needed to urinate, but sometimes the even best of plans can be flawed. I left work that evening at 6:00 PM.