Chapter 6: Peter finds out
Jenny was excited to think about the adventures ahead while Peter didn't realize that he was missing out on something that was happening right in front of him. As the weeks went by, Jenny became braver and started bringing men over to the house. She invited them into the living room while Peter was in the bathroom. Once Peter caught a glimpse of a man leaving the house, he assumed that the man was a repairman or something similar. Peter wasn't curious enough to ask more questions and was happy that his wife was making friends in the neighborhood.
One day Marcus knocked on the door and asked if he could come in. Jenny greeted him with a huge smile and led him to the living room. Peter was at work so they knew they had plenty of time to themselves. As they sat talking, Jenny noticed Marcus eyeing her curves intently. She was wearing a tight dress that accentuated her large breasts and wide hips. She couldn't help but preen when she saw Marcus looking at her like that.
Jenny and Marcus started kissing. She couldn't wait to get him hard. She tugged at his shorts and got to his cock quickly. She sucked on it, pumping the shaft with her hand. Marcus, rested his hand lightly on the back of her head and watched her as she worked.
His dick throbbed in response to her ministrations. As she sucked him off, Marcus' heart raced with excitement. Jenny was a pro! He thought about how lucky he was to have such a slutty white woman like Jenny in his life. Soon, Jenny was riding his cock on the couch. They didn't have time to react when Peter walked in saying, "I forgot some papers. Hey, what's going on?"
Jenny looked flustered and embarrassed as she tried to smooth her dress down. Marcus had jumped up from the couch and was trying to fasten his shorts. Peter glanced from one to the other, confusion on his face. "What...what are you guys doing?!" he exclaimed.
"Nothing, I just....never mind," Jenny stammered, turning around and walking back towards the hallway.
Marcus said, "Hey, man, I gotta go. Catch you later." and pushed past Peter and out the door. Jenny looked back and watched him go, her heart racing with anxiety. How could she explain herself to Peter?
Her thoughts were spinning frantically. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had always fantasized about being caught in the act by her husband, but this was not how she imagined it.
Marcus had grabbed his clothes and bolted out the door without even looking back. Jenny felt a wave of sadness wash over her as she realized how foolish she had been. She had let her desires take control of her actions, without considering the consequences. Now she would have to face her husband and try to make sense of what had just happened.
Her cheeks burned with shame as she heard Peter's footsteps coming closer. She steeled herself for the confrontation that was bound to happen. But as he entered the room, she was taken aback by the look on his face. There was no anger or disappointment - only curiosity.
"Well, well, well," he said, taking in the sight of his wife's disheveled appearance. "Looks like you've been busy."
Jenny blushed even harder at his casual tone.
She was grateful that he seemed to be accepting of her behavior, but she also felt guilty for deceiving him. She had promised to be honest with him, yet here she was hiding her extramarital affairs from him.
"So, tell me everything," Peter said, sitting down beside her. "What were you and Marcus doing? And most importantly, why did he leave in such a hurry?"
Jenny took a deep breath before beginning her explanation. "We were just, you know, fooling around. You've been so busy at work and I've been left alone all day. So, you know, there's that. Marcus left in a hurry because he likes you and didn't want to cause any problems."
Peter listened to her and started piecing things together. He felt a bit of jealousy, but more than anything he felt sexually aroused at the thought of his timid small town wife being sexual with a black man. His suit pants tented in front of him as his erection gave him away. "I see", he said. "So is this the first time you and Marcus have... um... fooled around?"
Jenny shifted on her feet and said, "No it's sort been a thing for several months now." She noticed the tent in Peter's pants and exclaimed, "Oh my god, are you hard right now?"
Peter looked embarrassed. "Well, yeah, you know. Interracial porn is popular for a reason. So let me get this straight, you've been naked with Marcus?"
Jenny smiled warmly at her husband, feeling relief that he was taking it so well. "Yes, and some others too. It's just something I wanted to explore since we moved here. This neighborhood has given me a newfound confidence." She added furtively, "You know Jamal said that it's the new normal. White wives with black men isn't really cheating, it's to be expected."
Peter nodded thoughtfully, his gaze lingering on Jenny's figure. "Well, I guess I can understand. But I wished you'd told me about it sooner and I didn't have to walk in on you to find out." He paused, "Look, I've got to get back to work with these papers. Can we talk about this in more detail when I get home tonight?"
Jenny laughed. "Of course, sweetheart. Thank you for not being angry." She gave him a peck on the cheek and Peter turned and left.
When Peter came home from work later, it was as if nothing had happened. He talked about work and they had dinner in a relaxed and casual way.
When they climbed into bed, Peter finally broached the subject. "So tell me about what you have been up to."
Jenny nuzzled up to him and said, "Well... I've been rather naughty, but don't worry it's only been with young black men that pose no threat to our marriage. They just think of me as a bit of a slut."
Peter made a tent under the blanket with his throbbing penis. "Oh my, this is worse than I thought... tell me more." As she spoke his hand moved to his erection and he started tugging.
Jenny had her mouth right next to his ear and was nearly whispering the details to him. "The first time was with Jamal. He was so flirty that it was hard to stop him. He had me suck on his cock and it was so big and black that I was shocked." Peter sped up his tugging. "We ended up fucking at his apartment. I must have cum five times."
Peter let out a gasp and clearly ejaculated all over himself. "Oh fuck, that's so naughty."
Jenny was silent for a bit. "Should I keep going?" She meant explaining her affairs, but Peter missed her meaning.
"Oh, yes... if you'll tell me about what you are doing, you can keep fucking as many black men as you like." Peter said. "I didn't expect anything like this, but it clearly turns me on."
"OK, dear. Whatever you want." Jenny said with a smirk on her face. She couldn't believe her luck. As they drifted off to sleep she made plans to do even more dirty things than she had before.
The next morning over coffee, Jenny asked, "Did you enjoy hearing about my escapades with those young black men?"
Peter chuckled and replied, "It certainly turned me on. I never expected my wife to be so wild."
Jenny giggled and playfully slapped his arm. "Wild is exactly what I am, my love. I feel like I'm finally living life to the fullest after moving here."
Peter couldn't help but agree. He had always found Jenny to be a bit boring and complacent, but ever since they moved to this diverse neighborhood, she had become a completely different person.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement whenever she spoke about her adventures with the young black men who lived nearby. She had become fearless, almost obsessed with exploring her newfound sexuality.
Peter went off to work looking forward to hearing more when he returned home.
The idea of his wife being sexually active with other men excited him in ways he hadn't experienced in years. When he got home, he immediately asked Jenny for more details. She readily obliged, telling him all about her encounters with Marcus and other young black men in the neighborhood.
As she spoke, Peter became increasingly aroused. He couldn't believe how much this turned him on. Here was his vanilla wife, telling him about all the dirty things she had been doing behind his back. He loved the idea of her being a secret slut, enjoying herself with men of color.
It made him feel less bad about not being able to satisfy her needs. It was clear that he wasn't enough for her anymore. And as she spoke, he could feel his penis grow hard once again. He knew that he needed to be a part of this new lifestyle, even if it meant sharing her with other men.
Over the weeks, they continued to experiment with this new arrangement. Jenny would come home late at night, smelling of sweat and sex. She would kiss him passionately and then tell him about her latest conquest. Often she would help him fall asleep by telling Peter about one of her sexual encounters while he jacked off. She even helped out by squeezing the head of his penis when it was clear that he was about to cum. Peter seemed small in comparison to her other lovers, but he was her husband so she was happy to help him relieve his tension. He would fall asleep quickly after he came. They spooned in marital bliss. This was their new routine... their new life and they both loved it.