“Well if you are with a couple for the first time and you are paying the wife some attention and the husband gets a stiffy then you know that he is ...up for it. He’s a cuckold.” Joe explained. Danny was feeling more uncomfortable now as he sensed Joe gazing down at his crotch. “So if the husband gets a stiffy in that situation then he must enjoy being cuckolded?” Claire asked him. Joe nodded. “Well put it this way. If that guy we just saw didn’t want it to happen he would be dragging him off. He grimaced and dropped the book on the table with a smack. “I don’t like crossword puzzles.”She smiled at his frustration. “When we get back you can do another word search.”He looked at her. “I did them all. The word jumbles too.”Stephanie blinked at him. The book had one hundred and fifty pages. Three kinds of puzzles with two puzzles per page. Even if he didn’t do the crosswords that was, what, two hundred puzzles? “You did them all?”He looked concerned. “I’m sorry. I should have left some. "What is it Mickey?" I said anxiously, "Mickey darling, please tell me, what's wrong?"It took five minutes for her to stop, five long minutes during which I imagined all sorts of things, during which she clung to me while long drawn out sobs wracked her body, but gradually her sobs subsided and she kissed me on my cheek."Thank you" she whispered, "I needed that"I was mystified though, the ways of women were still quite a mystery to me then, as they are even now,"Needed what Mickey?" You" Me?". Later, after he had fucked my wife three times with that 10-inch cock and was preparing to leave, Charles asked us if we were serious about the black guy thing. He said he knew someone who’d probably be very happy to fulfill our fantasy. Blondie balked, when she realized this was going beyond the fantasizing stage, but finally said she'd give it some thought. I gave Charles a very sexy picture of Blondie in heels, hose and garter belt, to show his black friend. Two weeks later Charles called to.