My "Faithful" Wife, Sophia

I had the most faithful wife ever until the day she cheated on me. I partly blame myself for what happened because it was a series of bad decisions on my part which led up to me becoming a cuckold. I am writing this story as a warning to all the men out there who think their wives will always be faithful to them. The story I am about to tell is from my personal experience and a reenactment of events from what my wife told me before and after she confessed when she got caught cheating.

My name is Trace and I met my wife Sophia in college. All my friends said I married up because my wife is quite beautiful. Sophia is 5 foot 7, light-medium skin that tans easily, has long brown hair, soft generous lips, full breasts that compliment her slim figure and looks like a model. She just turned 28 but she looks more like she is 21. She says she now feels old since 28 is close to 30 and 30 is "over the hill" according to her.

Recently my wife joined a new fitness center that opened near us. She started taking morning Zumba classes and after the first week she excitedly told me she met some new friends. It was a group of four in their early 20's who all know each other from college. There was Matt, who happened to look like Matt Damon, my wife's favorite actor, and Reggie, an African American who was very fit and had a muscular build. There were also two girls in the group: Cheryl and Leslie who were attractive as well. My wife liked the fact that her new friends were younger than her and yet had accepted her into their group. It made her feel like she wasn't "over the hill" just yet.

After a few months, my wife noticed the guys and girls in the group would occasionally kiss each other hello and goodbye on the lips. One day my wife asked Reggie why they did this. Was it because they were once boyfriend and girlfriend? Reggie laughed and said that was not the case but it was something that they did in college with people who were good friends.

"Don't you think I'm a good friend? Nobody has kissed me!"

Sophia was concerned they were treating her differently and not truly accepting her into their group because she was too old. She could see the special connection the four of them had and she was feeling left out.

"It's not because we don't think you're a good friend, it's because you are married!"

Reggie laughed. "And besides, I don't think your husband would approve of Matt or me kissing you on the lips, even if it is platonic."

"Well you don't know my husband. He's not the jealous type and if it's just a friendly kiss, I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

"Oh, I would be willing to bet you $10 that your husband will disapprove. You know, I would bet you even more but I don't want to take all your money! Ha, ha!"

"OK you're on! I'll ask my husband tonight and Reggie, make sure you have the $10 on you the next time I see you!"

That night my wife told me the story of the bet she made and how she felt she wasn't truly being accepted into the group because she was too old. She knew I wouldn't mind since this was a platonic kiss on the lips and she wanted to shut Reggie up and win the bet.

She was right, I wasn't the jealous type because I trusted her, but I also didn't want her kissing some guy on the lips, especially Matt who looks like Matt Damon! I always try to let her have her way and that's one reason why we get along so well. I didn't want to tell her no, so I had to think fast.

"Honey, you're right and I do trust you. I don't mind if you give a guy friend a platonic kiss on the lips so you can feel like you are part of the group, but I don't think it's a good idea. You see if you are out in a public area such as the gym and a friend or a friend of a friend happens to see you kiss a guy on the lips, they might get the wrong impression and that is exactly how rumors start. You never know who might see you or who might come around the corner." I felt very proud of myself for my fast thinking but it was actually the first of several wrong decisions I would make and later regret.

The next time my wife saw Reggie she said, "Hey Reggie, do you have my $10? My husband said yes! Like I told you, he doesn't mind if my friends give me a platonic kiss on the lips. He's not the jealous type!"

"No way, I don't believe you!"

"Yes, believe it loser, but he said it wouldn't be a good idea if you are out in public because you never know who might see you and get the wrong impression. That's how rumors start."

"Ok, but I would call that a partial win, more like a draw. What do you think?"

"Oh it's ok, we can call it a draw if you want, but I still think I won!"

"Well, since you feel like you won, I'll give you the $10 but please no gloating!"

After class, as they were walking out of the gym, Reggie made it a point of kissing Cheryl and Leslie goodbye on the lips. "Hey Sophia, I parked near you on the side of the building. I'll walk you to your car." Reggie said.

My wife liked to park on the side of the gym because almost no one parked there and she didn't want her car to get dinged from someone's car door. With Reggie's big black truck parked where it was, no one from the front parking lot could even see my wife's car. When they got to her car, Reggie said goodbye, leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips.

"Oh, what was that for?" was my wife's surprised reaction.

"I thought you said it was ok to kiss you goodbye as long as we were out of the public view. No one can see us back here behind my truck."

"Oh, I guess you're probably right. I didn't really think about that."

"Well then, I guess I will see you later." said Reggie. And with that he leaned in again and kissed her a second time but this time he held the kiss a little longer. My wife had never been kissed by a black man before, so the kiss felt a little taboo and a bit exciting at the same time. Then Reggie handed her a ten dollar bill and walked away. In his mind it was ten dollars well spent!

When I got home after work, Sophia did not tell me about the kiss. She felt since I already said it was ok to kiss her friends on the lips and since it was out of the public eye, she really wasn't doing anything wrong. So for the next several months, my wife and Reggie kissed each other hello and goodbye at the side of the building. Each morning Reggie would be waiting in his truck for my wife to arrive and to greet her with a kiss. After awhile, they were getting so comfortable with kissing each other that one time when Sophia was sitting in her car listening to a song she liked, Reggie came over and knocked on her car window. When she lowered the window, Reggie leaned into the car and kissed her on the lips and held the kiss for a few seconds. If anyone had seen this, which they didn't, they would have thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend.

In my wife's confession to me, she said as time went on, that Reggie would press his lips against hers and then let them linger there for awhile. It was definitely a more intimate kiss and not so much platonic, but he never tried to do an open mouth kiss and never more than one kiss, so my wife reasoned everything was still above board and felt she wasn't doing anything wrong. She had to admit she did like the kissing because Reggie is black and it felt so forbidden, but she definitely wasn't going to take things any further. She also liked all the attention she was receiving from Reggie, which in her eyes meant she wasn't over the hill.

So after several months of my wife and Reggie giving each other so called "platonic" kisses, my wife came home one day and told me that this Friday night, her Zumba friends were going out dancing at a nightclub and would I like to go? They were going to celebrate Leslie's birthday. The nightclub that they chose was almost an hour's drive away. I thought about going, but in the end I declined. As my wife already knows, I really don't like dancing that much and two hours of driving did not seem that appealing. This was, as you probably already guessed, the second wrong decision I would make and would later regret.

So on Friday evening when I came home, Sophia was just about ready to leave. I have to say she looked absolutely gorgeous. She was wearing a new short black dress that showed off her long legs and toned body. She had blow dried and curled her long hair, had her nails done and was wearing makeup which she usually doesn't do. When she wears makeup she looks like a model. "How do I look sweetheart?" Right then I knew I made the wrong decision about staying home.

"Oh my God, Sophia, you look fantastic!" At that moment, I thought about going with her because I knew she would get alot of male attention but unfortunately it was already too late. I thought it was a good thing she was going with her friends. Hopefully they will keep her safe and out of trouble.

"I'm driving over to meet my friends and then we'll all go together in one car, with Matt being the designated driver." Sophia said.

"Alright dear, have a great time and don't drink too much." Sophia is a bit of a lightweight when it comes to drinking and gets a little too tipsy if she has one too many. I was glad they had a designated driver and that Sophia wouldn't be driving.

When Sophia arrived, her friends were already in the car waiting for her. Cheryl was a no show because she wasn't feeling well. Matt and Leslie were in the front seat and Sophia got into the back seat with Reggie, who casually gave her a kiss hello on the lips. The kiss seemed so natural and somewhat intimate that Matt asked, "Hey, you guys got something going on that we don't know about?"

"No, nothing is going on. It's just a friendly kiss that's all." said Reggie. "And what's going on with you two? How come you're holding hands?"

"Well, we weren't going to say anything but Leslie and I have been dating for the last month. Now with you two in the back seat, it almost feels like we're on a double date!"

"Hey enough with the jokes, I'm a happily married woman!" my wife chimed in.

Since they got to the nightclub early, they were able to snag a booth near the dance floor. Matt ordered a round of drinks for everyone, with him having a soda since he was driving. Later, Reggie ordered another round of drinks as well. By this time, my wife was already catching a good buzz since she is not a big drinker. Later, on her way back from the restroom, a guy stopped to talked with her for awhile and bought her a drink. He later asked her to dance but she declined and said she was married. He asked if her husband was here and she said yes he's over there and pointed at Reggie. "He's that 6 foot tall muscular black guy over there. He doesn't like it when I dance with other guys. Sorry about that." When she got back to the table, another drink was waiting for her. By this time she was getting pretty wasted..

By 10 pm, the nightclub had gotten crowded. Sophia noticed Reggie was acting a little weird, like he'd just seen a ghost. "What's the matter Reggie?" Sophia asked.

"Oh nothing, I just saw my ex girlfriend over there."

"You mean the one you broke up with about four months ago?" asked Matt.

"No, she actually broke up with me. She dumped me for another guy."

"Oh, I'm sorry Reggie. You're such a nice guy--I don't know why she would do something like that." Sophia said.

" I don't see her with her boyfriend, so maybe she's no longer with him. I would really like to make her jealous and show her I've moved on." Reggie said.

"Maybe Sophia can pretend to be your girlfriend. I'm sure that would make your ex very jealous!" Leslie said.

"Would you do that for me, Sophia? You're so young and beautiful. I know you would make her jealous big time!" Knowing that my wife is hung up on age, using that word "young" was very clever.

"Well, I don't really know if I should. I'm married!"

"Hey, didn't you say you took some acting lessons in school?" Matt asked. "Acting is just make believe and also no one knows who you are. You're far away from home. I bet you're a pretty good actress, Sophia."

"Oh, I don't know... well, yes, I did do some acting.... Oh ok, I guess I can do it."

"You will! Oh, thanks so much Sophia!" Reggie said.

And with that, Reggie and my wife went out onto the dance floor and started dancing. My wife had taken off her wedding ring because after all, she was Reggie's girlfriend now. They made a very attractive couple out there and you couldn't help but notice them on the dance floor. After a few dances, a slow song came on and they held each other close. Then Reggie tilted his head to the side and gave her a tender kiss on the lips. This felt very comfortable to them since they both had been practicing this for the last few months. Then he gave her another kiss and then another and pretty soon they were making out. These weren't platonic kisses either, but open mouth boyfriend and girlfriend kisses. These were the kisses they probably wanted to do all along but held back on. When they returned to the booth, the kissing didn't stop. If the ex girlfriend wasn't jealous by now, at least every guy in the place was. The two of them were holding hands and looking like they were in love. Matt and Leslie didn't know if this was great acting or if this was the real thing.

After the nightclub shut down, they returned to the car and began the drive home. They continued their kissing in the back seat for a good ten minutes until my wife said "Wait a minute, your ex can no longer see us in here. I think we should stop." As you can see, my wife is a little ditzy when she is drunk.

"You're right." Reggie said. "And thank you so much, Sophia, it felt so good to get back at my ex. I just wish I could have seen the look on her face!"

When they got back home, Matt dropped Reggie and my wife off at Reggie's apartment complex where my wife had parked her car. Matt and Leslie soon sped off, probably anxious for some private time together. Reggie walked my wife to her car and gave her a kiss goodbye, but this time just a quick kiss on the lips. My wife pulled out her phone and pressed on this app she had bought to help her record things. The last time she used it was when she was stop by the police for speeding and she recorded the interaction. This time she decided to start the recording now, at the beginning of her trip home just in case she were to be stopped for drunk driving.

This is where the recording began. "Wait, Sophia, you don't look too steady. You shouldn't be driving at all! You've had way too much to drink!"

"Yes, you're probably right, I should call my husband to pick me up."

"Yes, you can call him but it's pretty late. He'll have to drive here, take you home and then you two will have to drive back the next day to pick up your car. I'll tell you what, if you want, you can crash on my couch and you can drive back home in the morning when you're sober."

" I'm not sure if my husband is going to agree with me staying over."

"Well, you can just text him saying you had too much to drink and you're going to stay at your friend's place."

"OK I'll do that."

I then received a text saying, 'Hi honey, I think I had too much to drink. I'm going to crash at my friend's place and I'll see you in the morning. Luv you.'

I replied, 'Ok I'll see you tomorrow. I don't want you driving if you've been drinking. Luv you too!' Once I pressed send on the text, I didn't know it at the time, but I just sealed my fate. This was my third and biggest mistake I would make. I can't believe I didn't ask which friend she was staying with. I just assumed it was a girlfriend and not the guy she was kissing all night.

The recording app that she pressed, continued to record until the following morning because she never pressed stop. I accidentally came across the recording months later when I decided to get the same app for my phone. I wanted to check it out on my wife's phone first before I got it. Sophia wasn't around when I came across her incriminating recording which she didn't even know existed.

Now I could hear them walking up the outdoor stairs to Reggies penthouse apartment which was located above a garage in the complex. "What's the matter, Sophia, it looks like you hurt yourself. "

"Yes, I guess I did. On our last dance when you dipped me backwards, I felt some pain in my lower back. Now it's starting to hurt a lot when I move a certain way."

"Oh, I'm so sorry you're in pain. You shouldn't sleep on the couch then. I'll sleep there and you can sleep on my bed which has a firm mattress."

"Oh thank you, Reggie, that is so nice of you. I like a firm mattress."

When they got inside I heard Reggie say, "You know when I was in college, I took some massage therapy courses. At one time I had thought about becoming an athletic trainer. If you want, I can give you a back massage and I know you'll feel a lot better."

"Oh, if you think it will help that would be nice. It does hurt a lot."

"I'll tell you what, for the massage, you'll first need to take off anything with elastic that can be constricting on your body such as your bra and underwear. You can put on one of my T-shirts which should come down close to your knees. Here's a new toothbrush you can use and go ahead and change in the bathroom."

Awhile later, I heard Sophia come out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She evidently was wearing Reggie's T-shirt with nothing underneath.

"Oh, the flickering candles look so nice with the lights off." Sophia said.

"I thought you might like them. It provides a soothing atmosphere for the massage." He put on some soft music as well. "Go ahead and lay down on the bed on your stomach. I'm first going to start on your upper body, your neck, then your arms and shoulders and I'll work my way down to your lower back. You're going to get a full body massage. Just close your eyes now and relax your body and don't tense up."

After a little while, I could hear Sophia making some faint moaning sounds. "Mmm that feels so good Reggie."

"I'm glad you like it, but when I get to your lower back it will be somewhat painful. As they say, 'no pain, no gain'. Now I'm going to press down fairly hard on both sides of your spine with my thumbs and I'll work my way down. I want you to close your eyes, relax and keep breathing."

When he got down to her lower back, Sophia started to feel some pain. "Oh, oh, oh that hurts!"

"I know, just keep your eyes closed and relax your lower body. It's going to hurt at first but then it will feel a lot better."

" Oh, oh, oh still hurts, still hurts!.... Ok, ok it's starting to feel a little better..... Oh, that's it, it's feeling a little better now. Thank you, Reggie."

At this point, you need to know my wife can get pretty scatterbrained when she is drunk and she was pretty drunk. I honestly don't think she could fully comprehend what was happening.

"Ok, now I need to approach your lower back from the other side. I want you to roll over onto your back, keep your eyes closed and just relax your lower legs. Just like before, you're going to feel a little pressure, which may hurt at first, but give it some time and it will feel a lot better."

This is when Reggie pulls out of his shorts his 8 1/2 inch, black "internal massage tool" that was hard, lubricated and ready to go. His "tool" is almost twice the size of mine and much thicker. "Like I said, you'll feel a little pressure but relax, keep your eyes closed and take deep breaths. Inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth." Slowly, Reggie was going to work his way in with short little strokes to start.

"Oh, oh it hurts, it hurts!" as the head of Reggie's cock was making its way in.

"It's ok Sophia, just relax your lower body. You're doing good, we have a little more to go."

"Still hurts, it hurts!" Little by little, Reggie was stretching her pussy and then he slowly started to get into a rhythm. I could hear a light thump as the bed hit the wall and then awhile later, another thump and then another."

"Oh Reggie, it's starting to feel a little better... yes that feels much better."

"I told you it was going to feel good!" said Reggie as he started to pick up the pace.

"Mmm feels good...... Oh yes, it feels really good!"

Reggie's big cock had stretched my wife's pussy and now he was moving the entire length of his cock in and out. Her pussy never felt so full and he was reaching deep into areas never touched before.

"Oh fuuuuck yes!... Oh God,... oh my God!" The thumping of the bed starts to pick up some speed. 'Thump... thump... thump!' My wife was feeling waves of sensations totally new to her and it was exhilarating. She was getting the fuck of her life and was getting close to the point of no return. Then at that moment, she opens her eyes. "Oh my God, Reggie!... Reggie, what are we doing?.... I can't!"

"It's ok if you want me to stop, but I promise, it's going to feel really good." Reggie said as he slowed down his pace but continued to fuck. "Do you want me to stop?.... Sophia, do you want me to stop?"

"No... no... NO!"

"No, stop--or no, don't stop?". At that moment, she was too close to an orgasm and too far along to change course.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... fuck me, Reggie... FUCK ME!!!"

At this point Reggie's thrusts became stronger as the bed banged the wall a little harder. He was now in complete control.

"Sophia, did you like kissing me all night at the club?"

"Yes, yes I loved kissing you Reggie..... It felt good!!"

"Did you like being my girlfriend?"

"Yes baby, I loved being your girlfriend!"

"Do you like my big black cock?... Tell me!"

"YES, I LOVE IT! I love your big black cock!"

You could hear Reggie pick up some speed. "Thump,... thump,... thump!"

"Do you like it when I FUCK you?"

"Oh yes, yes fuck me Reggie,... FUCK ME!!... Please fuck me!"

My wife was completely lost in the moment. She had never felt such intense pleasure before and then it all came to a climax.

"Oh FUUUCK... Reggie... I'm going to CUUUMMM!"

And then my wife started moaning and then screaming! It was one of the loudest orgasms that just kept going and going. The orgasms she had with me, were never very loud or long.... I felt sick. I knew I was screwed.

If things weren't bad enough, Sophia and Reggie came at the same time as he deposited load after load of cum deep into her married pussy. I think he wanted to get her pregnant. You could then hear them kissing each other in the afterglow of their orgasms and eventually they fell asleep in each other's arms.

"You were incredible, I love you Reggie."

"I love you too!" and then all was quiet.

For the next six hours, I could hear them sleeping and I fast forwarded the tape. Then in the morning, Sophia woke up.

"Reggie... Reggie, did we really do what I think we did?"

"Yes, we sure did. How was it for you? Did you like it?"

"Yes, I loved it! You were amazing!"

"How's your back feeling?"

"Much, much better thanks to you!"

"Well, you're going to need some follow up massages. I want to make you feel really good, just like the last one you had. At least once a day and the sooner we start the better!"

My wife grew silent.

"Oh Reggie, I don't know. I don't think it's the right thing to do right now. I'm happily married and everything is happening so fast."

"I thought you said you wanted to be my girlfriend."

"Yes I do. I like being with you and I would love to be your girlfriend and of course, we would have to be discreet, but I'm just not so sure about the so called 'massages'. I know we made love last night and it was wonderful, but I think we got caught up in the moment. I want to take things more slowly. Massages are ok, but no sex for now if you know what I mean."

"Well, I like to give my girlfriend a kiss, I should be able to kiss you shouldn't I?"

"Yes, of course, you're my boyfriend now. I love kissing you!"

"Like we did last night?"

"Yes, like we did last night."

And soon, you could hear them kissing and since kissing was ok, Reggie started kissing her lips, her face, her neck and then he started kissing her breasts. Sophia has sensitive breasts and I could hear a quiet moan escaped from her lips.

Reggie whispered, "Sophia, do you like my big black cock?"

"Yes, you know I love it!"

"Do you want to taste it?"

"Yes, can I?" Then I could hear some rustling of the bed sheets. "You're so fucking big!" And then she started to suck on his cock. "Mmm so good, I love sucking on your cock!" This was something she rarely did for me and now she seemed to be enjoying herself. My wife spent a good 5 minutes licking, sucking and kissing his bbc.

"Sophia, do you like sucking on my cock?" Reggie asked.

"Yes, baby, I do."

"Any time I want?"

"Yes, I'll suck your cock anytime you want me to. I'm your girlfriend now."

"I would love that!" Reggie said as his cock stiffened. "Ok, you got me nice and hard, let's start with your follow up massage." My wife didn't say yes, but she also didn't say no. Her willpower had weakened and she was too worked up to refuse. Then for the next half hour, Reggie directed her and fucked her in numerous sex positions.

In the end, my wife had another huge, loud orgasm and Reggie deposited yet another load of cum deep into her pussy. It was one heck of a massage. They moved beyond just kissing--being intimate and having sex was now feeling quite natural. A lot had changed in less than a day.

Since Reggie slept with the windows open, I'm sure all of his neighbors got a real earful. I was praying no one would recognized my wife when she walked down the outdoor stairs where everyone would see her wearing that tight little black dress from the night before and then see her black stud boyfriend following close behind.

"Baby, it's getting late, I'm afraid I have to leave. I'm going to miss you! I really want to stay with you longer, but my husband is going to wonder where I am and I can't tell him I'm with my boyfriend."

"Do you love your boyfriend?" asked Reggie.

"Of course I do, Reggie! I've fallen for you. Who knew that after our first kiss I would become your girlfriend and now your lover too! Since you're my man, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you. I'll suck your cock anytime you want and you can fuck me anytime you want. I can't believe this is happening!" Then you could hear them kissing again and then mercifully the recording shuts off.

I often wonder how it all happened. My wife left the house the day before as a faithful, happily married woman and then returned the next day as a cheating, crazed, cock sucking girlfriend of her black lover. I believe it all started as the forbidden thrill of kissing a black man, who is not her husband, over the period of several months and then getting so comfortable with him as if he already was her boyfriend. Mix in alot of alcohol with the illicit excitement of making out with her pretend black boyfriend in front of a lot of people. Then getting seduced and having two mind-blowing orgasms that so stimulated the pleasure center of her brain, that like an addictive drug, she craved for more. And then I guess you throw in the three ill-advised decisions I made that created the whole situation.

It was about 10:30 in the morning when Sophia walked in through the side door and into our kitchen where I was reading the newspaper. Sophia was definitely a different woman than when she left the night before but I didn't notice the change.

"Hi Sophia, how did everything go last night. Did you have a good time?"

"Yes, I had a very good time. Much better than expected. I'm very tired though and I feel dirty. I'm going to take a shower."

"Ok sweetie, I'll see you shortly." Ever since I saw her last night, all dressed up and looking very sexy, I was anxiously waiting for her to come home so we could have sex. After she got out of the shower, she came into the bedroom where I was on the bed wearing only my boxers. I grabbed her around her waist and pulled her onto the bed with me and started kissing her. At the time, I didn't know I was kissing the same lips that about an hour ago were sliding up and down her boyfriend's big black cock.

"Oh no, no I can't. I hurt my back last night when I was dancing and it still hurts."

"Oh bummer, I'm so sorry, let me give you a freebie." I then took off her towel, spread her legs open and started to lick her pussy.

"Oh honey, you really don't have to."

I didn't listen and kept licking. After awhile I started to taste something different. "You know what, you taste a little salty. I wonder why?"

"Oh, I think it was all the salty pretzels I had at the nightclub." She lied. The nightclub didn't serve pretzels.

"Well I sorta like the way you taste.... Yes, you taste good!" Little did I know I was having my first cream pie. Here I was licking up her lover's sperm and telling my wife it tastes good. I remember my wife smiling after I said that. Maybe she thought it was funny that her husband would be swallowing her boyfriend's sperm first, before she did and on top of that, liking it.

In the end, I did give her an orgasm which could have been fake for all I know. It was a soft climax, more like a whisper, compared to the last two she had. After that, she rolled over and fell asleep. In that quiet moment, as I watched my wife sleep, I thought to myself, "What a lucky guy I am!"

**** There is more to this story but I'm not sure if I can tell it. It is quite painful and parts of it are embarrassing, so we'll see.