“Sure honey…I will and I will pick something really sexy and elegant.” He kissed her and then left.
As she soaked herself in the warm bubbly water, Laura felt very uneasy that she had agreed to her indulge her husband’s kinky desires. But she liked making him happy and turning him on.
Warren soon came back with the wine glass and again kissed her before leaving her alone. He was feeling very excited thinking about watching his wife dance with Russell. Seeing his wife in the arms of the black teenager holding her.
He chose the mint colored, v-neck, fit and flare cocktail dress which he had bought last year for her to wear for their anniversary dinner. The dress ended four inches above her knees. The bodice of the dress was fitted and the dress flared at the hips.
For underwear he picked a sheer black bra and black lace thong. Finally he chose a strappy, open-toed heels for footwear.
After choosing her clothes, he went downstairs tried to watch TV, surf the net to keep his mind occupied. But he was feeling very antsy. So he went back up to check on his wife after twenty minutes.
“How you doing Laura? You feeling okay?” He asked.
“Warren!…honey!…I am kind of here freaking out thinking about dancing with that boy, letting him hold me intimately while you watch us.” She said with exasperation. “I need to relax…get myself mentally prepared…can you please leave me alone for a bit? I need to really calm myself down…seeing you so restless does not help me.”
“Sorry about that.” He said sheepishly. “I will leave you alone.”
“Before you leave me alone, please get me one more glass of wine?…I really need it today.”
“Right away.” Warren quickly got her another glass of wine.
He went down and watched TV. Flipping from one channel to another, looking at his watch while waiting for his wife to get out from the bathroom.
After about forty minutes Laura called him up. Entering the bedroom, he saw his wife standing naked in front of the clothes he had left on the bed for her.
“So this is what you want me to wear?” She turned and asked him.
“Yes…why? you don’t like it?” Warren asked.
“No…I like this dress…you bought this for me for our anniversary…kind of sexy.” She said nervously. “You sure you want me to wear this?”
“Yep…I want you to look hot and sexy.” He grinned at her. “Do you want me to help you get ready for Russell?” He asked hoarsely.
She could see it was turning on her husband and she played along. “Okay…help me get ready, look pretty for Russell.” She felt a thrill go through her body as she said that. “Get my body lotion and rub it on my body.” She smiled naughtily at him.
Warren lovingly applied the body lotion, taking his time to get every part of her body. When he applied the lotion on her pussy mound, he did not feel the stubble any more. It felt very smooth, just the way he liked it.
He got down on his knees applying the lotion on her legs. Laura enjoyed this personal attention by her husband. In fact she was finding it to be exciting and her pussy tingled.
“I don’t think I missed anywhere.” Warren chuckled nervously.
“No you did an excellent job, it felt really good…maybe I should make you put body lotion on me everyday.” She sounded quite nervous.
“Maybe you should dress for other men everyday.” He quipped.
She did not respond to her husband’s comment and put on the thong Warren had selected with Warren helping her with the bra, hooking it. When she put on the dress and smilingly said to her husband, “Zip up my dress baby.”
“You know I am actually enjoying you helping me dress up.” Laura remarked. “Okay you picked everything but no jewellery…do you want me to wear any earrings? bracelets?” She asked with a bit of excitement.
“Oh…I did not even think of that…yes some earrings but no bracelets.” He said as he ran his eyes over her. “But an anklet would be nice…will attract his attention to your long, sexy legs.”
“Okay pick what earrings you want me to wear and I have a couple of anklets.” She said rolling her eyes playfully.
Warren quickly chose a pair of dangling diamond earrings and a heart charm anklet.
“Put the anklet on while I put the earrings.” She said to him. Once he was done,she said to him, “Now put the heels on my feet.”
Warren got down on his knees and help her slip her feet into the heels. After doing that he kissed her smooth legs. He was incredibly aroused helping his wife dress up for Russell. He stood up and took her into his arms and kissed her hard. “Someone is really turned on?” She said playfully.
“Yeah I like this baby…it is hot getting you primped up for another man.” He said lustily. “I can’t wait to ravish you once Russell leaves.”
“We can just cancel the whole thing and go straight to you ravishing me baby.” She suggested. Hoping that he would agree and put an end to this madness. The whole thing was making her very nervous.
“I know…but I just want to watch you with him dancing…tease him a bit…tease me a little bit, get me all hot and bothered…you will like it.” Warren said. “You know what it does it me and how you reap the benefit.”
“Yeah I know.” She felt a bit disappointment and a sinking feeling her stomach. “Do you want to help me with my makeup?” She asked.
“No…I think I will be of no help with that…you are on your own for that baby.”
“Okay go down and wait for me.”
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Warren went downstairs to wait for his wife to come down. It was almost two pm and Russell could come at any minute. Now Warren was also beginning to feel a little bit uneasy thinking about his sexily attired wife being in the arms of the teenage black boy.
Almost twenty minutes had passed while Warren waited for his wife to come down. He was again feeling antsy. Then the doorbell rang and he felt a pit form in the bottom of his stomach. Now that the time had come for what he imagined to become true, he was more apprehensive than ever. Watching his wife dance intimately with this punk, black kid now seemed a bad idea. But despite his misgivings, he did not want to stop.
He opened the door to let Russell in. “Hi Mr. Fritz…how are you?” Russell asked grinning.
“Hey Russell…I am pretty good…how are you?” Warren could not help but notice what Russell was wearing. Sagging basketball shorts with his dark colored FTL boxers showing and wearing a wife beater shirt.
Warren thought with dismay that this is the guy that he made his wife dress up for? His beautiful, elegant looking, sexy wife will be dancing with this punk black kid. Her svelte blonde wife will be in the arms of this stocky black kid with a flabby gut.
“Just chilling Mr. Fritz…glad I can practice some more formal dancing.” Russell seemed very cheerful.
“Yeah that should help you.” Warren said.
“So you would watch us today Mr. Fritz?” Russell asked.
“Oh yeah…this is like your final test and I will decide whether you passed or not.” Warren laughed uncomfortably.
“That is cool Mr. Fritz.”
As they stood making small talk, they heard Laura’s footsteps coming down the stairs. When Russell saw Laura, his eyes opened wide and his mouth fell open. “Wow Mrs. Fritz…you are looking really beautiful.” He said with awe.
Russell was unable to tear his eyes away from her as he kept staring at her and running his eyes over her body. Warren also stared at her with pride.
Seeing both of them stare at her with such intensity, Laura blushed. “Come on both of you stop staring at me…you are embarrassing me.”
“My bad Mrs. Fritz…you just look so pretty, kinda difficult not to look at ya.” Russell was still in awe.
“It is Warren’s idea…he thought it would be a good idea to give you a bit of experience of the formal dance…your date would be wearing a pretty dress and look even more prettier than I do…I am old, I cannot compete with the young girls.” She said plainly.
“Oh no Mrs. Fritz…you are very beautiful, no one even compares to you.” Russell said sincerely.
Laura just smiled at him and then said, “I am a bit disappointed Russell with you, this being your last session with me…I thought you would dress a bit more sharp.”
“My bad Mrs. Fritz…I did not think…I can go home, change into something nicer and be back.” Russell offered.
“Yeah…I think that would be good…I dressed up, you should too.” Laura said thoughtfully. She was feeling nervous and just was trying to delay. Warren saw through it right away.
Warren interjected. “Come on Laura…it is fine, don’t make the poor boy go home now…he is already here.”
“Okay fine…get ready for your final session Russell…I just need something to drink.” She needed a little bit more wine to prop up her courage. She went to the kitchen leaving the two men by the basement door.
Russell stared at Laura as she walked away. Her ass noticeably undulating under the dress and her heels making sexy clacking noise on the wood floor.
“Damn Mr. Fritz…she looks so fine…you sure have one fine woman.” Russell was still in awe. “Her legs looks so good in those heels…if she was my girl I would never let anyone near her, not even let anyone dance with her. ” He turned to look at Warren locking eyes with him. “But I think you like that.” He said boldly.
Warren just stared at Russell and did not say anything. His heart rate went up and he was filled with angst. He thought the boy knows, now it is unsafe, things can happen. Transgressions can happen which can never be undone. He was feeling so conflicted.
As they stared at each other awkwardly, Laura came back with a glass of wine. “Oh good, you are still here Warren…I need to talk to you.” She said. ” Russell why don’t you go on down wait for us…we will be there in a bit.” Russell just nodded and went down the stairs.
“Warren…honey…this is one final time I am asking…do you really want me to go through this? want to watch him hold me close…our bodies rubbing?” She asked nervously. “I am feeling very uneasy.”
Even though he was feeling very uneasy also but his desire to watch his wife dancing with Russell was just too strong. “Yes…I want you to go through it.” He said huskily.
“Alright Warren if this is what you want…but remember you can never blame me if you start regretting this…or have a bad case of buyer’s remorse.” She told him softly. The feelings that were going through her body was a mixture of fear and excitement.
Warren did not say anything but took her hand in his hand and led her downstairs.
Russell was waiting patiently for the loving couple to come down. He watched as Warren led his wife towards him. Then Warren stepped back and watched as Russell took Laura’s one hand in his hand and put his other hand on her waist.
Laura looked up to Russell and smiled nervously.
“Okay honey turn on the music…let us know if Russell is ready for the formal dance.” She said to her husband nervously.
Warren’s heart skipped a beat as he put in the CD of slow songs into the stereo..
As soon as the music started, Russell pulled Laura close to him while grinning. She smiled at him and pressed her body onto his. They moved gracefully together in rhythm. Smoothly Russell led her around the floor. Warren marvelled how well they were moving as one.
To Warren now the contrast between them was even more glaring. This elegantly attired, porcelain skinned, beautiful woman in the arms of this eighteen-year-old black kid who was wearing sagging shorts and a wife beater shirt.
Laura soon felt Russell’s hardness on her abdomen. She glanced at her husband and awkwardly smiled. Warren looked completely mesmerized watching them dance.
When the song ended, they separated and Laura went to her husband. “So how was it?” She asked playfully.
“Very nice…you two danced very well together…Russell your date will be impressed, you got some nice moves.”
“Thanks Mr. Fritz…Mrs. Fritz has been a really awesome teacher, I credit her.” He responded slyly.
“Yeah I agree…she is one heck of a teacher Laura” Warren responded.
“Oh thank you my kind sir…but how about a dance with you?” She reached for his hand. Another song had already started.
Laura put her arms around Warren’s neck and started swaying to the music. “Come on baby dance.”
Warren put his arms around her waist and glanced at Russell. Immediately he noticed that the teenage boy was intensely watching Laura and there was a bulge at the front of his shorts. He pulled his wife closer rubbing his body on her. Smiling she looked up and Warren immediately lowered his face to kiss her. He gently, lovingly kissed her.
“I thought you were going to dance with him like you do with me…just like this.” He whispered.
Her eyes opened wide and she shook her head in alarm. “Not like this baby…not like this.” She protested.
As they continued swaying to the music she felt her husband’s hardness pressing into her abdomen. Then Warren shocked her by moving his hands lower on her back to the upper swell of her ass. “Don’t!…behave yourself, he is watching.” She whispered fiercely and tried to remove her husband’s hands.
Warren just grinned at her and cupped her ass cheeks. Squeezing them gratuitously. Then he looked at Russell over her shoulder. “You are up Russell…show me the other moves you have learned…dipping, turning.” Saying that he separated from Laura. Her face was crimson with embarrassment and her heart beat erratically. She simply stared at her husband with a stunned look.
Immediately Russell moved forward and wrapped his arms around Laura’s waist from behind. Gently he pulled her away from her husband. As her rear pressed into Russell’s crotch, she felt his hardness on the upper swell of her ass. A tingle went up her spine and her sharp intake of breath was heard loudly in the confines of the basement.
Russell then turned her around to face him. Both of them started moving to the music, their bodies touching and moving against each other. The hem of her dress swirled around her creamy thighs showing more of her creamy skin. Russell held their clasped hands to her hips as they moved in rhythm to the music. He twirled her holding her right hand in his left. Her dress billowed out exposing the entire length of her smooth, creamy, long legs. Flashing the bottom of her ass cheeks and her crotch.
A thrill went through her body knowing how much she was being exposed. Russell hungrily stared at her legs as he glimpsed the bottom of her ass cheeks and panty covered crotch. He pulled her back and she ended up with her back against him. Now facing her husband their eyes locked. Her face was flushed.
Russell’s nose was nestled in her soft, silky blonde hair above her ear with his arms wrapped around her waist. His hands were just below her breasts touching them. Feeling the heat of his breath, she gently bit her lower lip. Her husband kept staring at her and then adjusted the bulge in the front of his pants.
Looking over Laura’s shoulder, Russell noticed Warren’s action and pushed his crotch into Laura’s posterior. She gasped softly which made Warren look at Russell. The black teen just grinned at him. The air was thick with sexual tension.
Russell twirled Laura two more times. But his time he was more bold and fondled both of her breasts one by one. When he dipped her the final time, he positioned his thigh between her thighs. Her crotch pressed tightly against his thigh.
Her pussy pulsed and she could feel her panties get damp. When Russell brought her back up again. But he kept his upper thigh pressed into her crotch. Her dress stayed bunched up around her upper thighs, showing off her creamy thighs. She was very wet and very turned on.
With her face flushed and her breathing ragged, she looked up at Russell, “Okay Russell…you are all good now…this is enough dance for me today.”
“You are so hot Mrs. Fritz.” Russell’s voice was filled with desire. He then surprised Laura by suddenly lowering his face to kiss her. She quickly stepped back but his black lips brushed her pink lips.
Her heart beating erratically she turned to face her husband. Warren’s face was a mask of lust. She stepped up to her husband and said with ragged breath. “Let’s stop this madness honey before we do something that we regret.”
In response her husband just lowered his face capturing her lips with his. Despite her reluctance she opened her lips for her husband. Kissed him back lustily. She was just too turned on. Her body had a mind of its own which wanted to be kissed, touched, caressed, ravished.
Lost in passion the husband and wife wantonly kissed each other. Open mouth, sucking on each other’s tongue, exchanging saliva. As she kissed her husband, Laura felt hands on her hips and lips on her neck. Her pussy throbbed at the wantonness of her being sandwiched between two lusty men. One of them just a teenager, almost half her age. A black boy.
She stopped kissing her husband and removed her arms from around her husband’s neck. When she tried to reach back to stop Russell, her husband grabbed her hands.
Warren just shook his head holding her hands. Feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement, Laura said. “This is so wrong Warren…we need to stop.” Her voice trembled.
Russell kissed her neck, her shoulders, her cheeks, sucked on her earlobe. “You are so sexy…so beautiful Mrs. Fritz.” He said hoarsely.
“Oh my god!…this is so wrong…this should not be happening.” She groaned while panting hard. Russell had pulled up her dress above her ass. Her legs trembled.
With one hand he held up the dress and with the other he kneaded her luscious, creamy ass cheeks. “You got such a fine booty…this is one hot white ass.” Russell was mesmerized with her pert round ass. “Hot panties…looks so good on you.”
Warren stepped back from his wife wanting to give space to the young black boy. The action was immediately noticed by Russell he enveloped Laura in his muscular arms. He pulled her tight against himself. Pressing his flabby belly onto her back and his hard cock on the upper swell of her ass. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them over her dress. Making Laura moan.
Warren watched in awe his beautiful and elegant wife in the arms of this stocky black teenage boy. His cock twitching while leaking precum.
Russell turned Laura’s face sideways and tried to kiss her. But she thwarted him by turning her face away. He forcefully turned her around to face him. Holding her face in hands he planted his big, thick black lips on her soft pink lips. Warren’s heart skipped a beat seeing the teenager manhandle his wife.
Laura tried to keep her lips closed but Russell was just too forceful. She slightly opened her lips and his tongue snaked inside her mouth. She capitulated and opened her mouth for him. His thick tongue probed every nook and crevice of her mouth. His tongue sought out her tongue, doing a sensual dance with hers. Lost in the heat of the moment Laura started sucking on his thick tongue. Her hands moved over Russell’s back, down to his ass. She grabbed his ass while continuing to wantonly kiss him.
Warren was filled with jealousy and arousal watching his loving wife lustily kiss the black teenager. It had turned into a sloppy, wet kiss. The kind he and his wife shared when they are extremely aroused. Mouth open, sucking on lips and tongue, exchanging saliva, licking each other’s tongue.
Again Russell had her dress pulled up and was kneading her naked, creamy ass cheeks, pulling apart her ass cheeks. Warren’s cock leaked copious amounts of precum watching his svelte, beautiful, blonde wife in the arms of the heavyset, charcoal black teenager. Kissing each other lustily. Such a taboo sight.
Both of them kissed for almost five minutes before Russell stopped. She turned her head and nervously looked at her husband, breathing hard. They just stared at each other awkwardly not knowing how to react. What to express, everything was so confusing. Only the carnal, lusty desires were crystal clear. The whole thing was so surreal.