My wife Elaine and I have had an open marriage for our entire 12 year marriage, we have decided to share our adventures with you, the reader.My wife Elaine and I have had an open marriage for our entire 12 year marriage, we have decided to share our adventures with you, the reader. Our first experiences are documented in OPEN-01.TXT and OPEN-02.TXT etc. This is the forth in our series of experiences. Our stories are in no particular order and are certainly not in the order that we experienced them. They are except for name changes our actual true life experiences. Elaine's current fantasy was to meet a black man to make love to. She confided to me that she often fantasized about fucking a black man because Joyce, a friend of hers from modeling was having an affair with a black man and had told her about her lovers size and stamina. Elaine asked if I would help her meet the right Mr. 'BLACK'. Several times Elaine and I had discussed how to find the perfect black man for her. First and foremost he would have to be very clean. She also wanted a man that was very well endowed and very black in color. We had tried going out to several lounges but failed to find Mr. Right. Then one Friday night returning on a 1:30 AM flight from a business trip I stumbled upon Elaine's Mr. Right. Snow was beginning to fall as the plane touched down. Elaine was not at the gate to meet me as I deplaned. I decided to go ahead and claim my baggage and stopped by the men's room on the way. There standing at the next urinal was a man about 6'1" tall. Very well dressed and very black. Thinking of Elaine I glanced at his member as he took it from his trousers. This had to be Mr. Right. His cock was at least 8 or 9 inches and very thick. And this was in it's soft state. I thought to myself that this man were to fuck my wife he would surely stretch it to the limits. As we stood there I tried to think of a way to introduce myself and someway to get him to meet Elaine. "Terrible night isn't it". the black man said. "Sure is. I hope my wife doesn't have trouble getting here" I said. "I know what you mean. I hope I can get a cab this late in this weather". Here was the opportunity I searched for. "Be glad to give you a lift". I offered. "Thanks, but I wouldn't want to put you out". |