Chapter 6

Vicky was puzzled by James reaction, or lack of reaction. She would have expected him to be furious, yet he only sat there with a strange look on his face. James took a deep breath and said, "So he agreed not bring you up on charges if you ... if you had sex with him?" "Yes. At least that was how it started." She decided that she was going to tell him everything. There was no sense coating it. If there marriage were over, at least she would have this off her chest. "The truth is, James, while I did it to save myself, I have to admit that ... that, oh hell, James I enjoyed it." She paused and waited for his reaction again. "You enjoyed it?" He said it in a quiet voice, almost like a statement instead of a question. "Yes. I'm ashamed of myself, but he fucked me to so many climaxes that I lost count. And ... and, he must have had a ten inch cock." She didn't say that he was a black man. The timing just didn't seem right. James's eyes opened wide. His mouth was also open and he seemed to be breathing heavier than before. The only word he could muster was, "Wow." Then he added, "Ten inches?" "Huh?" Vicky muttered. She was almost overwhelmed by James's reaction. He was more interested in the fact that the guy had a ten-inch cock then the fact that he fucked his wife. This was the last thing she expected. She decided that now was as good as any to talk about their sex life. This had been building for a long time. Their problem wasn't about the size of James's sex organ. James wasn't a slouch in that department because he had at least seven inches. But length didn't matter. He could have five inches if the sex was good. Unfortunately, James had always climaxed far too quickly, and many times she had to get off in the bathroom afterward. It had become intolerable. Now, because of James's almost tacit reaction she decided to have the talk they had been avoiding for so long. With a deep breath she said, "You know we have not been exactly setting the world on fire lately —uh sexually speaking. I don't know what's wrong, but the truth is we have not connected on a sexual level for a long time;" but quickly added, "I'm not saying that makes what I did right. Or even that our sexual problems are your fault. However, if things were different between us, maybe it wouldn't have happened." Now that it was out in the open she felt great relief. She waited to see how James was going to react. James turned and looked out the window, staring into the darkness. When he turned back he said almost in a whisper, "You're right." The shock showed on Vicky's face. "Really?" "Yes, we have a problem, and I admit I have not been doing my part. I know I should be angry that you fu— uh had sex with another man, but I have to admit culpability here," James said, and paused. "It has been eating at me for months, but I didn't know what to do. I've been afraid that you are going to have an affair. And—and I wouldn't have blamed you." Vicky was dumfounded and couldn't think of a thing to say. His confession had left her totally unprepared. But what he said next surprised her even more. He had a strange look on his face when he said, "Tell me more about what happened. Uh—I mean, did he fuck you on the cot in the cell." "Uh— yes he did. But, he wanted me to suck him off first." Vicky wondered what the details had to do with their current situation. "You sucked his cock?" James said with a gasp and then he paused, waiting for more. It was obvious that James wanted to hear the details. While Vicky didn't want to discuss it at that level, she wasn't sure what else she could say. James's reaction to her infidelity was far better than she could have imagined. She didn't want to spoil everything by becoming coy and risk making him angry. "Yes. He made me get naked and then onto my knees. He still had on his clothes." She paused. "Are you sure you want to hear this?" she asked. "Yes, go on." All right, she thought, if that's what he wants. "His cock was so big, though, I could barely get it into my mouth. And, when he came ..." "He came in your mouth?" James said loudly. Vicky's face turned red and she nodded her head. "Did you swallow it," he asked with eyes wide. She had never swallowed his sperm. "Uh— well, it came out so fast, I had to, and besides he was holding my head. There was so much that a lot of it came back out of my mouth though." Vicky paused again and looked at James curiously. She saw something familiar in his eyes. It took a moment to register with her. Oh my God, she thought, he's excited. "You're getting excited by this, aren't you?" she blurted. Her tone was closer to amusement then accusation.