I don’t recall actually thinking about it. Maybe on some level I had, but not
something I was aware of. It never occurred to me that Kim, my wife, had considered it let
alone done it. If she had, it wasn’t mentioned to me. I’ll get back to my quandary in a
moment, but first some background
Kim and I have been married for just a bit over five years. My name is Joshua
Callie, but almost everyone calls me Josh. I met her while we both were attending the
state university. We dated on and off for two years before we became serious and settled
down into a committed relationship. We were married two weeks after we graduated. If you
are working on the math, I’ll tell you we both are twenty-eight years of age.
Kim and I both work and frankly, we are raking in the money. We live a conservative
life-style and we’ve managed to save a lot of our income. When I say conservative, I don’t
mean we don’t enjoy our lives because we do. We manage to take at least two weeks of
vacation together and travel.
We bought a nice house in a nice area of the suburbs. Our house is not as grand as
we could have, but without children it seemed foolish to both of us to buy a huge home.
We’re without children because Kim can’t conceive. That fact was a big disappointment to
us, but we managed to cope with it.
At twenty-eight, Kim is more beautiful than ever. She works hard to stay in good
shape by working out at least once a week. Kim thinks her breasts are too small, but I
love her beautiful petit boobies. I love sucking on her puffy nipples and they are very
sensitive. She often experiences an orgasm just from me playing with her tits.
They say good things come in small packages and Kim is a small package, just five
feet tall, but she is loaded with a lot of delicious curves. She is a natural blonde and
keeps her hair cut short. Not mannish, because there is nothing about Kim that is
masculine. She is all woman.
If there is anything about sex that Kim doesn’t like I have not discovered what it
could be. She loves oral sex, both giving and receiving. She can actually get off just
sucking my cock. Kim loves anal sex and often initiates it. I discovered that fact long
before we got married. In fact, if memory serves, it was on our third intimate date.
We had been to a movie and dinner and came back to my small apartment I. I rented
an apartment because I didn’t like living in the crowded and boisterous dormitory. To me
it was like trying to study at ground-zero. I was living in a garage apartment within
walking distance of the college campus.
The movie we saw was a steamy French import. It had been billed as an art film, but
it was mostly a sex film and it had both of us hot and ready for some fucking so we wasted
no time. Our coupling was fast and furious and I had barely enough time to get a condom
on.
After the first hot session and a brief rest stop, Kim was ready to go again. It
surprised me delightfully that she got on her knees and spread her butt cheeks.
“Do my butt, Josh,” she said. “Fuck my ass, please.” I used some of the cum that
dribbled out of her pussy for lube and shoved my cock in her ass. She came almost as soon
as I had it in her. She came twice more before I dumped a load up her ass. While I’m not a
huge fan of ass-fucking, anal sex became a part of our sexual activity from then on
because Kim likes it.
***
Now back to the thing that troubled me. One day I was looking in Kim’s dresser for
something and found a magazine. It was a sex magazine called Chockalott Delights and
featured black men with white women. I was shocked speechless and quickly put it back
where I found it.
One of our quirks, I suppose you could call it, was the fact that neither of us
talked much about the men and women we had known before we became a couple. I don’t know
why we didn’t, we just didn’t.
It was obvious to me that Kim wasn’t an innocent virgin when we got together and I
wasn’t either. We both had been around the block a few times. To me it was like there was
no time before there was “us” so there was no need to discuss anything that happened
before.
For two days and nights I wrestled with the problem of the magazine. I would
determine that I would ask Kim about it then I would decide not to mention it. I
vacillated back and forth until I got pissed at myself and just came out with it.
“Kim, honey, I have something to ask you…tell you actually,” I said. We were
getting ready for bed. I in my usual boxers and Kim in her over-sized tee shirt. She asked
me what. “I saw that magazine in your dresser drawer and I…ah…wondered about it.”
“What magazine, Josh?” she asked turning around to face me. I told her it was
Chockalott Delights. She looked puzzled for a moment then laughed. “Oh, that old thing. I
found it in an old box of stuff the other day. Some of that crap from the garage you
promised to throw away and haven’t.”
“Hey, you can’t blame that on me,” I said. “I never saw that magazine before.”
“No, that was in some of my things,” she said calmly. “It was mine from long ago
and far away. I’m not sure why I kept it. Did you look at it?”
“No, not really. Just enough to see what it was. Why did you have it?”
“Maybe you should look at it,” she replied opening the drawer, removing the
magazine, and tossing it to me. I was lying on the bed and noticed she had a peculiar look
on her face.
I opened the magazine and thumbed through the first few pages. Kim went into the
bathroom and closed the door. It was mostly a pictorial essay showing black men fucking
white women. I was near the center of the book when I saw it. My mouth suddenly went dry
and my heart gave a lurch. There in glorious color was my wife being soundly fucked by a
big black man.
There were a dozen photographs of the fucking and it was clear to me that Kim was
enjoying herself a lot. I stared at the pictures for a long time and started all over
again. Along with the fact that she was having a good time it dawned on me that Kim was
younger, but hadn’t changed all that much.
The bathroom door opened and Kim emerged. She watched me for a few moments then
hesitantly approached the bed.
“When did you do that?’ I asked her.
“My second year of college,” she answered. She was standing beside the bed as if
she were waiting for me to invite her to get on the bed. “I ran short on money and it paid
pretty well. It was before I met you, Josh.”
“How much did something like this pay?’ I asked.
“Two thousand dollars for the whole shoot,” she answered. “How pissed are you?”
“I’m not pissed at all,” I answered her. “It was before me and you, Kim. Anything
that happened before that doesn’t matter. Why are you standing there? Get in bed and suck
my cock while I look at your photos again.”
She was on my cock in an instant. I was as hard as a rock and it didn’t take long
before I shot-off in her hot mouth. As she always did, she swallowed my cum. Kim didn’t
give me a chance to recover. She swung her leg over me and mounted my cock. She rode me
like a horse until we both climaxed.
I’m usually good for two cums a night, but seeing the pictures of her being slammed
by a big black cock had me in rare form. After a few minutes recharge time, I was up and
ready to go again.
“That got your motor running didn’t it?’ Kim said after we settled into out
cuddling position. “I don’t think I’ve seen you so randy.”
“Yeah, who was the black stud?”
“I think his name is Yates. Maybe Chuck Yates, but I’m not sure after all this
time.”
“Just the one time?’ I inquired sleepily.
“With him, yes,” she answered with a yawn. Soon we were fast asleep.
***
I had trouble concentrating on my work all that day. It was about noon before her
answer to my question soaked in and created more questions. She had said, “With him,
yes” giving me an indication there had been others. No matter what I was supposed to be
thinking about my mind went back to that magazine and the graphic photos of Kim. It was
disturbing, but not as much as I thought, it should be. It was actually more arousing than
disturbing.
I am one of five editors for a publishing company. Our main thrust is technical
books. We publish books on military, aviation, and related subjects. There have been
rumors that we are going to branch out into fiction, but no word has come down from on
high yet. As a rule, I don’t get erections at work, but I certainly did that day. Hard and
almost painful hard-ons. I almost yielded to the temptation to go to the men’s room and
relieve myself. The thought that I would soon be home and Kim would provide a better
remedy to my problem.
“Hey, Josh,” My fellow editor, Arnold Billings said coming into my office. “I
finished my book and sent it to final copy. How are you doing on that piece of junk you’re
working on?” Arnie was our resident stud about town. A confirmed bachelor and proud of
it.
“I’m about finished, Arnie,” I answered “I’m having a bit of trouble with the last
part. Can’t get my brain in gear today for some reason.”
“I have days like that,” he said sitting in my visitor’s chair. “Rumors are flying
again. I heard this morning that the company is going to open a brand new division and
specialize in erotica. What do you think of that?”
“I hadn’t heard that one yet,” I said. “The new owner is free to go in any
direction he wants to go, I guess. I hear there’s a market for that sort of shit.”
“Oh hell yes,” Arnie said. “There is a huge market for smut. I hope I get to
transfer if it’s true. More interesting than this crap. I just spent the last two weeks
trying to make a book on old army rifles sound interesting. I failed miserably. Have you
met the new owner?”
“Yeah, at the reception last month,” I answered. “Aaron Harper seems like a nice
guy, but who knows.”
“I did some checking,” Arnie said. “He played football in college. He elected to
not go pro and went into the movie business and made a pile of money. I heard they called
him Pecker-head in school.”
“Yeah? I don’t think I’ll address him as that,” I said laughing.
“Good to see a brother get ahead, ain’t it?” Arnie said. Arnie was the only black
editor on staff.
“I think making a couple hundred million is more than just ‘getting ahead’,” I
said. I suddenly made a decision. “Fuck it! I’m going to call it a day and get a fresh
start on this crap tomorrow.”
“In a hurry to get home to the little woman, huh? Can’t say I blame you for that.
If I had a woman like Kim, I’d be in a hurry, too.”
“You mean you would forfeit your wild and wanton ways?” I teased putting some
papers in my briefcase.
“For a woman like Kim I would,” he answered. “Do you even realize how hot your wife
is?”
Since I assumed his question was rhetorical, I didn’t bother to answer him. I was
beginning to realize just how hot Kim had been.
Arnie left the office and I was going out the door when my phone rang. I almost
didn’t answer it, but I stepped back inside and answered. It was Aaron Harper’s secretary
and she informed me that Mister Harper would like me to come to his office and of course,
I did. When the man summons, you go.
“Josh, come on in and have a seat,” Harper said shaking my hand and almost sent me
to my knees. His handshake was a bit more than firm. “How about a drink? The sun has to be
over the yardarm somewhere in the world, doesn’t it?” I agreed and he made us a whiskey on
the rocks.
“I suppose you have heard some of the rumors that have been flying about,” Harper
said. “I can tell you that some of them are true. One is that we are going to branch out
into other types of publishing. I plan on opening one division for mainstream fiction and
one for erotica. I would like for you to head up the erotica division. Before you answer
me, I want you to know there is a significant promotion in it for you. Senior vice
president and a nice bump in salary. You may now tell me you accept.”
“Okay, I accept,” I said. “However I should mention I know mostly nothing about
erotica.”
“No problem,” he said. “You can learn. Because of the nature of the product, we
will publish erotica under a different name and logo. We, and by we, I mean you and I will
have to put our heads together and find a good trade name. You will be publishing novels,
short stories, photo books, magazines, and video. I would like for you to start
investigating outlets for our products. Obviously adult bookstores and the like would be
a major source for distribution. I understand it will take some time to get going because
we are starting at square one.”
“Have you considered buying some small adult book publishing company?” I asked.
“That way we would have something to sell fairly soon.”
“Now that exactly why I chose you for the job,” he said with a booming laugh.
“That’s a great idea, Josh. Find us one to buy and let’s get going with it.”
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