Sally's gain, my loss

My Loss and Sally's Gain.

It was Friday, I was tired from a week at work but Sally seemed to have more energy that evening. We went to bed at about 10, and I just expected to roll over and *****, but Sally wanted more. Come on big boy (She'd had 3 glasses of red wine and was being playful).
Big boy ? I said ! since when ? Oh yeah, sorry you're not that big are you?, she laughed and rolled back onto her back. Well I didn't like the sound of that and started rubbing myself up against her side but she feigned boredom and grabbed my dick.
Three inches on a good day baby dick ? At least six I responded. Bull**** she said, always exaggerating as normal and chuckled to herself. My ego had been dented but she was right, I would struggle to say it was 4-5 inches on a good day.
I've seen bigger on the internet, she said. It was like being struck by lightning; my wife was looking at cocks on the internet whilst I was at work.
Sharon sent me some links. Sharon was Sally best friend and accomplice in what they did most days. Sally had obviously told Sharon, that I had a small dick.
Sharon ? I said.
Yes and all the girls in the facebook group too she giggled... Everyone thinks you are a bit of a loser to be honest and that I deserve more. The facebook group was a group chat for the friends from school and old work places, there was about 10 on the group. I knew a few personally when they would pop around for a coffee or a prosecco.
She rolled over to me and whispered in my ear, You want me to be happy don't you ? Her wine smelling breath making it that more sexy.
Well Yes, I want you to be happy but......
But what baby dick ? Can't imagine me with a big dick guy ? Or don't want to, or can't deal with it emotionally ?
I struggled with all these quickfire questions.
I, ummm, well, I just don't know.....
Relatively simple questions baby dick, Do you want me to be happy ?
Yes I do, I stated.
Good. I want a bigger dick than you have, so you will help me find it. Simple. My head spun with what she said. Find it ? What do you mean ?
Simple my baby dick, (clearly her new pet name for me), I need a replacement for your economy offering and you'll help me or I'll find it myself.
In the back of my mind, I wanted to be at least part of this, to control it from escalating too far.

Ok Ok, Whatever you want, I moaned, hoping this conversation would be forgotten tomorrow when she'd got over those 3 glasses of wine.
Good, Sally said, and gave my cock a playful squeeze, night night baby dick, and within 10 minutes she was fast asleep. My mind was racing and it took me 2 hours to fall asleep. What if she did get a guy to fuck her with his big dick, I'd have no chance in future to have that pussy. I was accomplished at oral, Sally always said I could lick her for hours, but I never satisfied her with my dick, it was true.
It hadn't gone away in the morning, I rushed around doing usual stuff, emptying bins and tidying up after last night, Sally stood in the kitchen , idly scrolled through her phone.
Anything interesting on there ? I said,or do I have to do everything, I remarked... Just a jibe or joke, but Sally took offense.
Well most men who are told they are being replaced in the bedroom might make more of an effort and trying to fuck their wives more often, but then I guess that's what you get in economy, she smirked, I had no reply to that and carried on tidying up.
Anyway, she remarked. How's the search coming on ?
Search I said?
Yeah, for my new stud? You said you'd help.......
I tried to put it to the back of my mind but Sally was like a terrier, never letting go.
Umm, well I thought maybe we could look on line later I feebly said.
No, I don't like the look of the internet, could be anyone. Closer to home I think, and this is a big town baby dick...
I wished she didn't call me that but it was becoming a habit for her...
Apparently the facebook group chat were being updated by Sally's conversations with me and her phone kept pinging with comments from the group.
I had the manufacturing business in High Wycombe and rented 2000 sq ft in an industrial block, it was cheap because it was an area where less well-off people lived. Descendants of the Windrush immigration of the 50's and Asian/Indian immigrants. It didn't make any difference to the business, but it wasn't an area you would walk around at night unless you lived there. Police seldom came down Upper Green Street. The pub on the corner, The Red Cross Knight was a den of inequity, Jamaican Rasta's hanging around by the door smoking weed and lounging about in the beer garden. We were on the second floor that looked over the pub and could see everything that happened there. My work colleagues also joked at how bad that pub was. I'd never been in there, but the locals were always smiling and waving at passers-by. Probably all that weed.
My day at work passed uneventfully, and Sally had been out with her friends for lunch, all right for some. I was greeted with lots of laundry she'd piled in front of the washing machine. I'm getting rid of some clothes, but they need washing first baby dick, so can you sort that for me. Least you can do. I smarted at being ordered around but she was quite good at it.
Did you make any progress today ? I hadn't a clue what she meant. About your replacement ? I quickly realised she wasn't joking. I shook my head.
Do I have to do everything for you ? My friends were right, you are a loser. Baby dicked loser, who can't do simple things for his wife like making her happy in the bedroom. The words stung and verbally wounded as I was, my little cock gave a twitch.
I promise I'll do it tomorrow Sally, I said. Good, she said, then I can start to have some fun, she beamed.
I was about to offer my wife up to bigger dicked guys and she had never looked happier in her life. I think you'll get used to it baby dick, she commented, and then spent 30 minutes on her phone to the group chat.

Sally came with me the next day to drop me off at work. She spotted the men hanging around the pub door even though it was 08:30. There were rooms above the pub so I assumed these guys rented rooms. She smiled at them as were turned up and they waved back, nice to have a blonde woman smile at you at 08:30. She was clearly out of her league but it didn't stop one of the guys idlying scratching his pants lewdly.
Oh my god , this is such a dive Sally said, I know, I replied, that's why I've never been in there.

Did you see the way they looked at me ? I nodded, Not too many ladies come down this way, I said, they are just chillin out, shooting da breeze, I mocked in a fake Jamaican accent.
Sally giggled. Did you see the way they looked at me ?
I avoided answering but we were soon in the company car park, so Sally dropped me off. On her way out the traffic was heavy and she was held at the T junction for a while, looking left and right, Sally couldn't help staring at the lewd Rasta who was scratching his slacks a few minutes ago, still perched on the step to the pub. He smiled broadly and waved. Sally waved back a little and then she had a gap and drove off. I saw the whole scene from up in my office, overlooking the pub.
I thought nothing of it, but realised at the end of the day, I'd done nothing to change the situation at home so dreaded going back. Sally had a friend around and was laughing and giggling with her, obviously the Prosecco had been opened and it was only 6pm...
Hey baby dick she called, I died on the spot when I knew Samantha was there too, I mumbled that was just a pet name for me, but I knew Samantha knew otherwise.
Do anything constructive today ? I knew what she meant, I was getting around to it, I said, but things got busy.....
Well, too late, I think I've found a suitable guy...... I froze on the spot, this was actually happening. You've got to speak to him and arrange a meeting. Samantha giggled in her prosecco.
Who is he ? I stared at her with big eyes disbelievingly.
That guy at the pub, he seemed very pleasant, a bit rough and scraggy but but I don't need a oil painting do I, baby dick ? Another snigger from Samantha.
Have a word with him tomorrow baby dick, see what he says.....
I nodded and went to grab a beer, Sally and Samantha were giggling again in the living room.
I'd basically agreed to introduce that Jamaican guy to Sally so he could fuck her, which I am sure he would at the drop of a hat. I felt like a right twat.
I had nowhere to hide in this situation and the following day, it played on me until at lunchtime, I left the building and went to the pub. I hoped no-one from work had seen me. That guy was there, of course he was, the pub was dimly lit, and stank of beer, weed and chip fat. Delightful, Not.
The guy was propped up in a corner, beer glass almost empty, I closed in on his table and sat down. Waas up brother ? He said, Umm, well this is going to sound a bit weird, but were you the guy outside yesterday who waved at my wife.
Maybe, maybe not, that blonde chick ?
Umm, yes the blonde chick I agreed.
Fine piece of ass that lady, he draw down on his pint again, almost finishing it.
Well yes it's about that, errr, would you like to see her again ? I mumbled and shook with nerves.
She wanna see me ? he chuckled,
I think she does, I blurted.
Ol Tyrus ?
Yes Tyrus, she asked me yesterday.
Well I got a room upstairs if she wants to see me, but you bring her here, cos I ain't got no wheels bro.
OK Thanks.
Oh, get me a beer to show me you is serious, and all my buddies too, I looked around the dingy pub , there were 6 or 7 layabouts, so I ended up paying for 8 beers that lunchtime.
I went to leave the pub to go back to work, Tyrus called over to me with his fresh pint. and said, make sure she's looking pretty for me, and smiled a big Jamaican smile.
The afternoons work went by quickly and I kept looking over at the pub and its rooms. Tyrus had a room there. I could just imagine how shabby that was..
Sally was texting again when I got home, usual situation, various packages had been delivered from Next and other clothes shops.
Sit down baby dick she said, I want to show what I bought. Probably more than 7 dresses and skimpy tops, and lacy underwear. I'm going to try them all on, and I want your feedback.
She spent the next 30 minutes trying on dresses that were way too revealing and skimpy lace panties that she wouldn't normally wear. I sat on the sofa and said Yes to every one of them and realised these clothes weren't for me to admire, it was going to be Tyrus or one of his mates.
Good,, I shan't be sending things back, so I hope it does the trick. Does the trick I thought, if she parades around in this gear at the pub, she'll be shagged senseless in a few minutes.
So did you meet him ?, she asked. Straight to the point as usual.
Yes I did Sally, I puffed up my chest proudly, I met the guy you waved at, His name is Tyrus and he says he'd love to meet you... Sally beamed. Well done baby dick, I knew you could do it.
I've got to take you there as he doesn't have a car.
That's ok, you can wait outside or get a cab back as it's only a couple of miles from here. I mulled it over, and said I think I'll just wait whilst you meet him.
When's the big day then ? she asked with enthusiasm.
Oh ,I think most days would be OK, he didn't say, spends most of his time in the pub, rents a room there I gather. I wanted to postpone this as much as possible, but I knew it was inevitable.
Oh wait, Sally said, it's our anniversary in a couple of days, so we could do it then.
We, I thought, She wanted to get with a cock-sure geezer from down the town on our anniversary? And there was me thinking we could out for a nice meal....?
I grunted Yes, and realised this was going to happen despite my best efforts.
Sally said after a while of texting, Actually I think this would be the best anniversary present ever, it's been 10 years now and you should be so proud of yourself, the chat group thinks this a great idea.
****** chat group , knowing all our business. ☹
A couple of days later, I popped over to the pub at lunchtime to see if Tyrus was there, of course he was, my heart sank. He smiled and acknowledged me, probably wanted another pint.
I bought him a pint, and asked if tomorrow was ok for me to bring Sally down for a meeting. He was cool with it, Yeah bring down your lady and like I say, I wants her looking sexy for me. I nodded my head and said Yes Tyrus. Tyrus wagged his finger at me, and beckoned me closer. He whispered, You call me Sir, white boi, you got that ? I was shocked with his tone, but stuttered, Yes Sir quietly to him.
Good, now go get your lady ready for me.
I felt such a loser, I'd just arranged a meeting with some down and out Jamaican guy from the grotty pub by my workplace, with my wife of 10 years, blonde and beautiful, because I was inadequate in bed. But it was making sense. Karma is a strange thing.
I went to Tesco on the way home, bought an anniversary card but it seemed pointless, except Sally would be pissed if I didn't.
I went home and said that everything was arranged, I pretty much stared at the floor the whole time but Sally was radiant. This going to be so much fun, at last I get a good fucking, That's what you wanted wasn't it ? baby dick ? I nodded again.
He wants you looking sexy Sally, that's what he told me. Sally flushed and said, I'm going to look real sexy for him!!!
Tomorrow came too quickly. I slept badly thinking of work and what would happen to Sally. She was on her phone all night, obviously letting all the chat group what she was in for the next day. **** she exclaimed, I don't even know his name, she laughed, imagine being fucked by a guy I don't know what his name is...!!!!!! How rude is that.
I was about to tell her, but she didn't want to know, I think it added a level of mystery to her impending infidelity.
He said I had to get you ready for him.
Sally said, Well I'm quite capable to do that myself but I don't mind if you want to trim my pussy for him, that's ok by me.
I'll have a shower in the morning, and you can do it then baby dick.
I nodded again in defeat.
Sally was clearly going to go over the top with a sexy dress, perfume and make-up for Tyrus.
I swallowed my pride and said that I was sure she would look her best.
The next day was June 15th, our anniversary, and warm and sunny too, so Sally dressed accordingly , a short pastel coloured dress with a plunging neckline, to show off her breasts. I'd spent 30 minutes after her shower to trim her pussy down to almost non existence until she was happy. I gave her the card but she just looked at it for a second and put it on the sideboard.
I got ready for work and Sally spent several minutes taking selfies of her outfit for the group chat, her phone rang in reply several times, obviously the other girls approved. I aimed to get into work late that day, so about 11:45 we pulled into the car park. Sally looked amazing and smelt amazing too, that Chanel perfume suited her perfectly. We walked down the 50 yds to the pub door, which as usual was framed by black guys smoking, staring at us.
My eyes accustomed themselves to the darkness within a minute or two, but all the conversation had dried up a soon as Sally walked in. Hell yeah, one guy said and gulped on his beer, mmmm grunted another as they took in her attire, the dress was well above the knee and her white heels of 4" gave her a great look. Absolutely fuckable I thought to myself.. realising I was about to be cuckolded soon on my anniversary. I only had my small dick and arrogance to blame.
The barman called over, and asked what I was ********, Sally intervened and said he's driving so just a coke for him. The guys in the bar all fell about with laughter as they were all ******** beer or shots. Sally looked over at them and smiled and ordered herself a rum on the rocks. The barman said, More rum, More fun lady, and laughed to himself! I supped my coke feeling awkward as hell in this bar with these dudes.
I hadn't got Tyrus's number from him so I had to ask the barman, whilst Sally picked the cleanest table she could find next to the window, lots of faces staring at her legs as she sat down, her skirt just a few inches from her panties.
5 awkward minutes passed, the door from upstairs swung open and Tyrus walked in. Of course he couldn't be bothered to smarten up, he was here to check out my wife, he recognised me and sat down without invite or comment, in his tracksuit bottoms and smelly T shirt.
So you back lady, and needing company? he asked. Sally was very nervous and stuttered, um yes, it was nice to meet you a few days ago. I stuttered, Hi Sir, this is Sally my wife.
Yeah yeah, likewise. So waasup? Hubby here driving you down to meet me, what can I do for you. ?
I shifted uncomfortably at their stilted conversation, clearly Sally wanted to see his cock, and he wanted to fuck her, so this was all beating around the bush.......
Sally took a deep breath, whilst I sat there like a loser.
My husband says it's OK for me to see other guys, since he doesn't measure up in the trouser department and frankly the last 10 years has been quite disappointing, She gushed, and today is our anniversary so I wanted to help him remember it... Sally beamed.
Tyrus smiled back with a full set of white teeth and chuckled at her, looked at me and contemptuously ignored me. Well, let's see what we can do about that shall we? Let's go upstairs and you can get rid of those fine clothes for me.
Sally squirmed, I squirmed and waited for him to get up, he already had a large lump in his joggers and Sally noticed it too.
Come this way Tyrus nodded to the door, Sally got up and smoothed down her dressed much to everyone's amusement in the bar, several wolf whistles filled the room. I flushed with redness at the embarrassment.
Tyrus opened door and ushered Sally in but was going to stop me following. Sally quickly said, I think it's good if he comes, good for his education. Tyrus grinned and let me in to the bottom of the stairs. Sally went up the stairs, Tyrus staring at her ass as she went, Tyrus turned round to me and said she has a fine ass, little man. I thanked him with a firm Thank you Sir.
I'm in room 10, first floor Tyrus said, Sally picked her way through various things left on the stairs and landing until she found room 10, it was open, and Sally pushed the door open to his room, it was grubby and smelt of weed but he had a double bed and pictures of the Caribbean on the walls. Obviously, a fan of Bob Marley as well.
OK lady let see you dance for me before I sample your goods, Tyrus closed the door behind him and locked it. He picked up his phone and selected his sonos speaker to play some tunes, all of which were Marley or similar. He turned the volume up. Sally swayed to the beat, it was infectious, I liked Bob Marley myself, but never expected to see Sally being fucked on our 10th wedding anniversary to it. I'd never disassociate the two things ever again.
He laid back on his bed and watched her moves, I stood next to the door awkwardly as there were no chairs in the room, he stroked his cock in its trackies as she did so, Sally really got into the music and Tyrus soon said to lose the dress, I want to see her tits. He turned to me and repeated himself, making it sure he wanted to do it, so I had to move up behind her while she was still dancing and grab her dress to lift it over her. Her little white panties and bra did little to hide her great figure, Tyrus sucked in his breath and nodded his head in approval.
Fine piece of ass little man he repeated to me, after I folded her dress neatly onto the dressed. Now let's get this movin, lead your woman over here and she can start to get friendly with my dick, he laid back more on the bed almost horizonal, I took ally by the hand to the end of the bed and she grasped his tracksuit bottoms. Tyrus helped her efforts by lifted his ass off the bed, and she slid his joggers off, his cock sprang out and slapped his stomach, all 9 inches of it, 3 times my size. Sally gasped, mesmerised. I was shocked as well.

He sat back up and rested against the headboard of the bed, Sally had to crawl over to the bed to get closer to his cock, OK lets see whether you like sucking dick Sally Tyrus said. Your dick is huge she said, well Jamaican men are made like this you little slut,so get busy with this dick, and you, pointing to me to me, dick weed, start taking photos, I'm sure your little slut wants copies for your anniversary. I felt slapped in the face by that comment but fished out my phone none the less and started taking photos of Sally in this grubby room about to suck Black dick in front of me.
Sally snaked he way up the bed between his fat thighs, and grasped his cock, her hand barely reaching around it, by contrast she only need 3 fingers to hold my little dick.
She slowly worked her hand up and down his shaft, staring at his 9" of hardness all the time. I snapped away and captured lots of shots.
OK, enough Tyrus said, it's dick sucking time, so you get ready to take my dick you hear. Sally nodded silently and steadied herself to have her mouth stretched by his big cock.
Now look at me Sally when you suck my dick, I want to see your eyes when you suck me, Sally gazed up at him and she lowered her mouth over his big cock. I knew it would be a struggle but she got about half of his cock in her mouth before she gagged.
It was a dream to watch, Sally still had her bra and panties on, ass in the air and she was working his cock like a professional, she had never done this with me before, moving her hair over so he could get a better look, up and down his shaft making it wetter and wetter.
Tyrus groaned and enjoyed the show. He looked at me as I watched the show. She's loving this, little man, I reddened and nodded and simply said Yes Sir.
Of course, the show was going to get better, Tyrus would soon have his Jamaican cock buried in Sally's pussy with her screaming for more, it was inevitable, but it had already been 20 minutes and Tyrus's cock was still rock hard. Knowing it was our 10th anniversary, I'm sure he notched it up a bit.....
He pulled her head off his cock and told her to stand up. OK Sally, husband here is going to take off your panties and bra and give them to me as a gift, when he does, I want you on all fours on this bed in your heels, facing the window and I'm going to fuck you. Not like a little virgin, but a married woman celebrating her 10-year anniversary. Understand? Sally nodded. I felt my little cock bursting in my jeans at him being so dominant. I rubbed my pants a few times which didn't get missed by Tyrus, Look, even hubby thinks it's a good idea.
Sally had hardly said a word since she came upstairs for this experience. She just did as she was told. Her phone pinged off several times which was probably the group wanting updates on what she was doing. Well, I had plenty of photos.
Tyrus pointed to me to take her bra and panties off, he was propped up again on the pillows of the bed, his cock long and proud from Sally's attention. I moved behind Sally and unhooked the bra, her breasts swung free and her nipples hard. Tyrus's cock twitched with approval. Next were the matching panties, I slid them down slowly for effect and again he grinned his approval of her trimmed bush. I undressed my wife for this guy to enjoy.
Well, I couldn't have felt less of a man after I practically undressed my wife on our anniversary for a complete stranger who was Black and unemployed, to use her and ***** her, but here I was. In my hometown, yards from work, 2 miles from home and awkwardly waiting for the next chapter.
Turn around Sally, let's see the whole package, Tyrus ordered, I need to see that ass, great tits by the way and a juicy pussy too, I'll have fun with that. Sally blushed and did a turn so Tyrus could see her every shape and curve.
Tyrus looked at his watch. Right, I need a fuck but I have to be somewhere in 30 minutes, so lets get this goin. Sally, get up here and get your ass in the air, face down over the bottom of the bed.
Sally obliged quickly, she didn't want to upset him in case he tired of her, and she desperately wanted that marvellous cock. Face on the edge of the bed, ass in the air, and with Tyrus standing behind her on the bed, she was ripe for the picking, Tyrus stroked his cock a few more times, adding hardness back into it. He still wanted to see how she would react, nudging his cock head against her pussy, Tyrus played with her mind and gestured to me to take more photos. I went better than that and started to video.
So Sally, do you want my dick?
Yes I want your dick please said Sally very meekly.
How much ?, said Tyrus grinning to me, Do you want to be my bitch ?
Yes please make me your bitch, Sally cried over the end of the bed. It was incredibly erotic.
Now I'll fuck you but you have to make a promise..
OK OK what promise....?
That you'll never fuck your husband again........ He's had 10 years of fun with you, now it's time to share...
OK OK I agree......Sally begged
Tyrus wedged in a couple of inches into her wet slit, as I stood in awe, the guys dick was so big, but she was taking it.
Serious ? He mocked.
Sally was so in the zone, she almost shouted that she'd never have sex with me again......
No more white guys Sally..........
No more white guys,,, ever,, she panted, he slid in 2 more inches and pulled her ass cheeks back. I watched in amazement as he slowfucked her. He impaled my wife with his Big Black Dick time and time again.
I'd forgotten I was still videoing this scene.
And anytime you need a fuck you come to me or my buddies here, make sure your wear those fine clothes, you understand ?
Yes, Yes, whatever you say,
Tyrus, wedged yet more cock into her and soon had 9" in her pussy, She was in a dream, panting with the eroticism of the act, taking his hard cock for what seemed ages but was only 20 minutes.
Tyrus started to power fuck her, slamming his length in until she was literally crying tears of joy onto the bed sheets as he quickened his pace and grunted, he was cumming. He grabbed her hair back in his hand and made her arch her back more and gasp.
On my face, on my face, please Sally cried. I'd never thought that was a thing for her, certainly not in the last 10 years had she asked for that from me. Tyrus quickly slipped out and barging me aside, started jerking his slimy cock over her upturned face at the end of the bed. He grunted and his hips jerked as he began to cum, long heavy splashes of cum landed on her face and hair, still it kept cumming for several seconds, until her face was a mess. He pushed his dick into her willing mouth for another time and face fucked her for a minute before saying he had to go.
He slipped his joggers on and pretty much left us to get dressed and leave ourselves. I thought Sally was still in a bit of a trance, maybe it was the strong smell of weed in his room or the pure sexual tension.
I couldn't give Sally back her bra and panties as Tyrus had claimed them as a gift, so she had to wear her dress as it was, and the walk down the stairs and through the bar was no less embarrassing with wolf whistles, Sally's make up all smudged and hair messed up.
The drive home was silent save for Sally's occasion sigh of pleasure from her afternoon's fun.
Sally never did find out his name, and I never told her, but it didn't stop her from going back to the Red Cross Knight for an afternoon of pleasure, even when I was at work and looking down of the window of Flat 10. She later said Tyrus had her fuck all of his mates at the pub one day in a marathon session and this had been posted to the facebook group.
It became a regular thing, and she was true about her word. She never fucked me again.