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Tom managed to get the car safely into the drive. What he didn’t know was that by the time he had achieved this, his wife had been made to cream in her black silk panties and Marcus had fingered the gasping white wife close to orgasm on three occasions. As he parked the car, Mandy and Marcus straightened themselves up in the back and exited the car. “Lovely house Tom,” said Marcus. “Thank you, we like it don’t we Mandy?” replied Tom. “Lots of happy memories here for us,” he continued. “Well, I am sure we will have many happy more,” replied Marcus. Tom stopped and looked at Marcus. Had he said “we?” Marcus stood smiling at Tom and with a glint in his eye, stated “Shall we?” and waved Mandy forward in an exaggerated, chivalrous manner. Tom again felt the burning mix of anger and angst as already Marcus seemed to be completely in Ankara escort charge and at home, in his, their, home. He told himself not to be surprised at that. After all, he had invited him here for one reason, and one reason alone; to let him fuck his beautiful wife. Mandy unlocked the door and all three entered the hallway. “How about you fix us some drinks Tom? I would love a Merlot please. See what Marcus wants whilst I pop to the bathroom.” “Yes ma’am,” Tom thought to himself. Even Mandy was now treating him like some little waiter, almost as if she and Marcus were the couple and he was the outsider. Was this how it was going to feel all along? Chapter 2 Tom was organising drinks in the kitchen when he heard Mandy arrive back in the lounge. He heard talking but could not make out what was Ankara escort bayan actually being said, and soon music was playing and the lights in the lounge had been dimmed. Tom shouted through to ask Marcus what he wanted to drink. “How about a nice rum and coke?” came the reply. “Sure. I just need to fix some ice and then we are good to go,” replied Tom. He ran some cold water from the tap and quenched his own thirst before opening a bottle of Chilean Merlot and poured Mandy a large glass. As he was mixing the rum and coke for Marcus he thought that he too would have that to drink and so, mixed a couple. With the ice clinking the expensive crystal glasses he load the drinks on to a small silver tray and headed for the lounge. As Tom entered the dimly lit, plush lounge of their marital Escort Ankara home he stopped in his tracks at what he saw. In the centre of the room, barely five feet from Tom, stood Mandy and Marcus. Marcus was behind Mandy and she was leaning into him with her head tilted up. Her mouth was open and Tom could see Marcus’s tongue in his wife’s mouth. His large black hands cupped her breasts through her blouse and Mandy was swaying to the reggae music floating from the CD player. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly as Marcus massaged her tits and tongued her wet, open mouth. Marcus stared straight at Tom and smiled slowly. Tom’s breath caught in his throat and his chest compressed as he drank in the sight of his loving wife in the arms of her new found black, soon to be lover. “I…..I’ll just put these on the table,” stuttered Tom. Marcus just nodded. “Take a seat while you are at it Tom,” said Marcus. Mandy’s eyes opened on hearing Marcus speak. She saw her husband staring at them and watched as he hesitantly walked to the dining table with the tray of drinks. Tom’s eyes never left Mandy as he edged to the table.
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