My name is George and my wife’s name is Dee. You have to understand that I grew up in Michigan and black and white was not uncommon however my wife grew up in Atlanta where proper white girls did not date black guys. Just a social taboo carried out from earlier generations. This story starts at a time when we had been married for 18 years and the company had recently transferred me to a plant located in the South as a supervisor. I had recently hired a handsome single young black man named Sid. He was a very black friendly guy who seemed to get along with everyone he met. The plant had a break and lunch room where employees took their lunch and coffee breaks. Of course there was always the typical talk and jokes while on break. Sid and I would often talk and the topic of women and sex was not alien to our conversations. Sometimes the lady employees would join in and sex would enter into the conversation as well. It was usually some rumor about who was cheating with whom etc. One day Beth, an older married white employee joined us and we were joking about who was getting it on with whom. Beth looked at Sid and said, "You would be surprised at how some of the gals wish they could melt your chocolate." Sid sort of looked startled then smiled as he replied, "There are some really foxy white ladies here that I wish would try to melt my chocolate." At that we all laughed. I jokingly said to Sid, "Sounds like a recipe for fun and danger to me. Some of these Red Neck husbands might not like the attention you would get from their white wives." I was pondering how many white wives would like to get it black. I wondered if my white wife ever thought of getting some black. I could tell that I was getting a strange erotic feeling from these thoughts. This subject occupied my mind the rest of the week as I began to have thoughts about how I would like to see my wife give a black man some of the best white honey in the world. I had a very sexy wife who loved sex and was not bashful in bed. I was having all kinds of thoughts and asking myself all kinds of questions. Would she do it? Would she like to try some black? Would I enjoy her doing it? How could I approach the subject with her? Hummmmmm now Sid was a good prospect and I think he would like my wife if he had a chance to give her a good look. I need to feel him out some more and plan some way to have Dee and Sid meet. One day at lunch I said to Sid, "I have heard that Black guys dream about getting a white man’s wife in bed," and chuckled as I asked, "Is that true"? Sid smiled and said that most of the black guys he knew always joked about it. He doubted that many succeeded. I pushed the point and asked if he had succeeded. He laughed and said that it was still a fantasy of his. He just had not been lucky enough to have done it. I continued, "I hear that a lot of white wives would like to try black but are afraid of getting caught. It is still sort of taboo here in the South you know." Sid nodded then casually asked if my wife was one of them. I laughed and informed him that she was a proper southern gal but I had never asked her and that I really did not know., and that perhaps she could be one of them. Now that I had planted the seed, I was thinking, I need to water it some and see if it will grow. I stopped at the adult video store and selected an adult movie of a black man and a white woman. It was about a husband bringing a black painter to his house to paint the house and he and the wife hit it off and spent some time grooming each other for a nice scene in the bedroom. About half way thought the movie, with my hand in Dee’s crotch feeling her now wet quivering honey pot, I remarked that we had a new black man at the factory that some of the white ladies were having sexual fantasies about. Dee said, "What!" "Yes dear, some of the white ladies flirt with him. I guess they want to try some black. One lady has referred to it as ‘Melting his chocolate’." Some time later, I asked Dee to cook me up some beans and cornbread and bring it to my work place for lunch and to include enough for Sid and he had said that he loved beans and cornbread. She agreed and a few days later we had lunch together in the lunchroom with Sid, He really bragged to my wife as how good it was and how he bet she could really cook good meals. She was very flattered and said that she would be glad to cook him a good meal soon. Now how much better could it turn out? Sid was looking her over good and I could see that his hormones were acting up. I noted that Dee was squeezing her thighs together now and then which is a sign I had learned is a good indicator that she is feeling some tingle in her crotch. I had previously noted that her eyes were dancing up and down his body as he first was introduced and she seemed to be fixated on his every word and move. When we finished lunch, Sid held her hand and said, "I am looking forward to checking out yourrrrrr cooking real soon." Dee responded, "And I am looking forward to pleasing your appetite real soon." I could tell by the way she said it that she had some evil thoughts or was not concentrating for some reason as she drug out the hand shake and parting words. A few days later I made up my mind that I wanted to really get things set so that it would increase the chance of a nice sexual evening between the two. I wanted it to happen. I told Sid that my wife was really enjoyed meeting him and that I thought that she had a suppressed interest in melting some black chocolate. Sid chuckled and asked, "So am I to assume that you are OK with her fulfilling her fantasy"? "Wellllll, Iuuuuuuuu, I guess if she wants to, it is her decision. I guess just one time would not wear it out", and we both laughed. Now I had to cultivate my wife. That evening I told Dee that Sid had asked me if she was as hot as she looked. I told her that I think Sid wants to get some of her white pussy. Dee tried to act shocked but I could tell that it had perked her interest. She asked if that upset me. I continued that I thought that he could have any of the wives in the factory and that his choosing mine was quite a compliment. I told her that she was my wife but I don’t own her and if she thought she wanted to show Sid what a hot wife I had that I considered that a privilege. "Honey I love you so much. You are so good to me. That movie that we saw the other night with the black man and white woman in it really got aroused, and when I met Sid, I knew that I wanted him. I don’t want to do anything to affect our marriage. Are you sure you are OK with this," she asked me. I took her into my arms and kissed her deeply and said, "It is ok my love, just don’t wear it out now," as we both laughed. This had taken awhile but now I had it all set up with both Sid and Dee thinking it was their idea and I am just going along with it. The date was set for Friday night after work; Sid would come over for some of Dee’s cooking and what ever else they decided to do. I sure wanted to be a witness to all the doings. I arranged the main windows with a couple of inches crack at the bottom so I could hear and raised the blinds a few inches so I could see into the house den and the bedroom, where most of the action should take place. I could look into both from the back patio. I checked Dee’s chest of drawers and found some new under clothes that she had bought: A black sheer lacy thigh length nightie and a new lacy half-cup bra and lacy black panties. I knew now that she had some plans to melt some chocolate. Friday, dinner was ready and set and Dee went to get dressed. I watched through the window as she put on her black lace sheer panties and bra and slowly felt herself though them in front of the morrow. She then slipped her black calf length evening dress over them. Put on her high heel black shoes and she was ready to play hostess to Sid. I quickly moved to the den and as she came in I complimented her on her looks and she sat next to me as we waited. The doorbell rang and I let Dee answer it. I could hear Sid muffled voice say, "Damn you sure look sexy." "Thanks Sid", Dee replied. I could hear her whisper, "You are one handsome black stud, yourself." As they greeted each other with a hug, I saw Sid’s hands briefly move to her nice round firm buttocks and pull her toward him as his black hands squeezed and she let out a soft, hummmmmm. (Although they were in the entry hall out of direct sight, little did they know I could see them in the hall mirror). He was hardly in the door and they had already started the little courting rituals. As they walked into the den and I greeted Sid, I could see that his male member was already bulging in the front of his designer white jogging suit. Damn, he was hot for my wife already. As we enjoyed the dinner Dee prepared, I could not help but see how Sid and Dee were constantly looking at each other and not to be ignored were Dee’s hard nipples pushing into the flimsy dress. I knew that they were thinking of how they were going to enjoy the evening. We moved into the den and Dee poured us some wine as we all three sat on the couch with Dee in the middle. Soon Sid asked Dee to dance and they danced and returned to the couch. Dee asked me if I wanted to dance and I replied that she knew I was not much on dancing and for her and Sid to enjoy dancing and I would watch. Now Dee loves wine and she seemed to be ahead of everyone in that department as she became loose and giggly. She was not making moves on Sid like holding him close and doing the pelvic rumba on him. I told them that I had decided to go to a movie and for them to enjoy dancing and I would return at midnight. With that I left and drove around the block, parked the car and went back to our patio to watch and see what would happen. Sid and Dee were now dancing as one rubbing and feeling up and down each other’s bodies. I watched as Sid started feeling of Dee’s breasts and slowly doing the grind with his now hard manhood. Their lips met passionately as they danced. Dee nibbled on Sid’s ear, which was a well-known sign that she was horny and ready for action. I could see Sid’s sweat break out on his forehead as he pulled Dee close. I was wondering what that black body would look like on top of white vanilla. I barely heard Dee whisper to Sid, "Sugar, I think we need to move to another room", as she led him to the bedroom. I moved to look into the bedroom as they entered hand in hand. Dee had placed lighted candles around the room and I could see her pull her dress over her head and toss it aside and turn to Sid in her sheer black gown and undies. "I hope you like black on white, Honey. If you want to, you can change the black I have on and replace it with that handsome black body of yours." Sid pulled the shortie off, then the bra as he kissed and fondled her white breast and suckled them like a baby starved for his mother’s milk. As he suckled, Dee unzipped his jogging top and discarded it revealing a muscular jet-black upper torso. He stood still as Dee felt his chest and nibbled his manly nipples. Sid then knelt down and removed her black panties as he parted her hairy white honey pot and gently licked her now free flowing nectar. I realized that this scene had made me hard, damn I am watching my wife get laid by a black stud and I am getting horny, it is crazy, I thought. It was Dee’s turn now as she pulled Sid’s jogging pants off to reveal a nice hard long black pole standing ready for her inspection. Dee caressed the black manhood and moved her hands to cup and feel of his bull like balls. I was thinking of how they looked like a black bull’s balls dangling in their sack. They were huge and I could tell that Dee was very aroused by them as she played with them and kissed them endlessly before she moved to his erect black pole to worship it with her kisses and her mouth, slipping her tongue around the head several times as Sid started slowly thrusting into her mouth. She soon stood and the two naked bodies became one as they held each other and kissed long and hard. Sid broke and said, "Baby, yo done got me so hot I can’t wait any longer to get your white ass.’ Dee giggled, and said, "I want my black stud to have me now. I need your black ass on my white ass." They melted into the bed still embraced as they rolled with Sid coming up on top as Dee opened her legs to receive her black lover. I could see Sid moving into position to run his long cock deep inside my wife’s white pussy. I saw the head as it parted the hairy lips and entered, both experiencing something new for the first time. I heard Dee moan and saw her push toward Sid as he moved his rod deep inside, his hands under her white ass pulling her to him. Dee was raised on a farm and often made reference to farm animals during sex. It did not surprise me when I heard her blurt out to Sid, "Breed me you fucking young black bull while the old herd bull is not watching.. Fuck your old cow." Sid was now driving hard and deep as Dee met every thrust with a thrust of her own. Sid was groaning and moaning as he sweated and pounded his white momma cow. I could see his black balls as they bounced off Dee’s wet white buttocks; her joy juices were now flowing freely and covering her white ass. Dee looked like a bowl of vanilla ice cream covered with hot chocolate. Dee was not moaning deeply, a sure sign she was ready to orgasm as I noticed that Sid was now making short thrusts and grunting loudly. I unzipped my pants and grabbed my now hot cock, as I knew it was ready to explode. I had watched this whole scene never touching myself and now my balls were ready to unload. I saw Dee stiffen as she clung to Sid as he thrust deeply into her and held on as Dee shook and shivered then they both went limp. I knew that they had both reached the peak and Sid had just unloaded his black balls into my white wife’s waiting womb. I pulled on my cock as it shot my load somewhere into the night air and undoubtedly onto the patio. The two lovers were now locked in a speechless embrace knowing that they had both had some great sex, and I thought that perhaps it was likely the best they had ever had. I lay back on the patio and relaxed after my spontaneous orgasm. What king of a man gets his nuts off watching his wife get laid by another man and especially a black man? It was very quite then after some time, I heard Sid say, "Honey, you sure busted my balls." Dee laughed and said, "I sure hope so. Of course you made me do it!!! You made me so hot I was crazy for you.. You really drove me crazy when you emptied your black balls in my white womb. If cocks are handsome, you sure have one, sugar. You can breed me anytime." "Well what is the old bull going to think of this young black bull getting his prize cow? I am spoiled now that I have had her and will want to plant my seed in her again." "Hummmm, that is a good question. Let me work on that. We better get dressed as the old bull will be back from the movies soon. It might upset him to see us like this." After a while I heard Sid leave and drive off. I waited a few minutes and entered the house to find my wife in her gown in bed and asleep. I quietly lay down and soon was sleeping myself. The next morning, Dee remarked that Sid was a great dancer and hoped that we could have him over again sometime to dance some more. I did not let on that I watched and listened to all knew that they were planning another episode. Oh well, I had a spectacular view and enjoyed the night and looked forward to another spontaneous orgasm.