This all began
on Dec. 31, 1997. My creampie ebony wife, Denise, and I decided to
spend a quiet New Year's Eve at home. We had had a
rocky period in our 10-year marriage and we decided to
talk about ways to improve it for 1998.
After a couple of bottles of champaign, Denise
was pretty bombed and suggested to me that my New
Year's resolution for 1998 should be to have sex with
another woman. She insisted that if it was sex only, that
it would re-energize me and give me the "edge" back
that I had lost. She claimed this would boost my ego
and self-confidence in ways she could never do.
Needless to say, I was stunned. This was like Al Gore
suggesting that maybe you should vote for a Republican. Then
I started to wonder how my creampie ebony would know so much
about this...
After a few more drinks, my creampie ebony wife finally admitted
that she knew this idea would work because she had
done it herself with great success. At this point, I
felt like I had taken an Ali punch to the gut. Denise
insisted that it was nothing I should worry about and an
all around great experience. I had to admit that my creampie ebony
was happier lately and certainly more sexual, but I
did not feel too good about this. Under intense
cross-examination, she confessed to fucking a casual friend while
out-of-town for business. I knew this guy, Walter, and was
concerned. He is single, very good looking and makes all the
ladies swoon over him at parties. This had always been
harmless flirtation before, but this was truly threatening
to me. I could not get any details out of her and
she finally passed out.
When we awoke on 1/1/98, it was apparent my wife
did not remember telling me that my creampie ebony had been fucked
by another man. I did not push it because I still
did not know how to handle it.
