True story of how we got started, before we started...

[bltn1966]

My wife Marie and I met when we were station overseas in the Military.  I'm black and Marie is Latina.  A good friend of mine name Karl had big crush on the her. Karl was a big, white, buck tooth country boy and Marie was this beautiful, petite, sexy Latina. I didn't see what she saw in him, but I was happy for Karl. Karl and Marie would always hangout together, so I thought the feeling was mutual. There was this one night in particular that Karl spent the night in his room. The next morning Karl told me that he had sex with her. So when Karl went back to the states on vacation he asked me to keep an eye on his girl.  As far as I was concern they were boyfriend and girlfriend. When Karl left on vacation Marie and I started spending a lot of time together. The more time we spent together the more I felt myself falling or her. She flirted with me a lot, but I wouldn't dare cross my friend.

Marie is drop dead beautiful with her long jet black hair. We had a lot of girls in out barracks but Marie was the one that had all the guys attention. A lot of our friends thought Marie and Karl was an item. They could also see the mutual attraction between Marie and I. Some of our friends told us we would make a great couple.  So it was a big surprise to everybody when Marie told us she going to have a male friend visit her the upcoming weekend. Marie said her friend would be staying with her in her room too. I knew what that meant. I overheard Marie telling a female friend that her she never had sex with her male friend but they had come close to it when they were station together back in the states. She said her male friend just happen to get station in Korea too. To say I was hurt and shocked would be an understatement. I guess Marie got tired of flirting with me and nothing happening.  I also was wondering how she could brazenly cheat on Karl in front of everybody. I felt like she was cheating on both of us. How could she deny the attraction between us? I barely spoked to Marie for the rest of the week. 
 
  A few minutes before Marie male friend was to visit I got up enough nerves to ask her how she could do this to Karl. Karl had told everybody know that the hot petite latina girl is his girlfriend. Apparently he let everybody know but Marie.  Marie was visibly mad and shaken that anybody would think she was his girlfriend. She said they were friends and thats it. I asked her about the night he stayed in her room. She said he was drunk and passed out on her couch. She didn't stay in her room that night because she didn't want him to try anything. She stayed in another girls room until Karl left the next morning. She said the thought of even kissing him made her sick. Marie was in tears as she realized that a lot of our friends thought she had something going on with Karl. She even got mad at me for thinking such a thing. I could see ib her eyes that she figured out why I was not responding to all her flirting. Marie knew what I was thinking.  She said it was to late to tell her friend not to visit.  He would be there in a few more minutes. They had the whole weekend planned out. I tried to play it off as if it didn't bother me, but it did. The girl I had fallen in love with was about to spend the weekend in the arms of another man.
 
   Later on that night as me and a few friends sat in my room Marie came in to introduce her male friend name Justin.  He was tall light skin black guy.  He dressed very sharp and look like he kept himself in tiptop shape.  Some of the girls gave Marie a nod of approval or hight five as they ogled Justin. I immediately got a mental picture of Justin having sex with Marie. I knew he didn't come to visit Marie for her witty banter.
 
 Me and my friends were making plans to go to a nightclub that night.  Marie asked me if I mind if her and Justin caught a ride with me to the club. I tried to act as if it didn't bother me but deep down I was dying.
 
   When we got to the club Justin stayed glued to Marie side. I wanted to run over and tell her how I felt about her but loverboy was working his magic on her the whole night. I was very jealous.  The more Marie and Justin drink the more the kissed and groped each other. The more I drinked, the more I wanted to bash Justin head. When we left the club Marie and Justin jumped into the backseat of my car.  A plutonic female friend of ours sat in the front seat as I drove. Every now and then I would look in the rear view mirror and see Marie and Justin passionately kissing. I could see his fingers making their way under her dress.  The girl in the front seat jokingly told Marie and Justin to wait till they get to the room before they have sex. When we got back to our barracks I watched in horror as Marie led Justin into her room.
 
   I didn't sleep a wink that whole night.  All I could thinks about is what Justin was doing to Marie.  I wondered if she really knew how I felt about her. I wonder if they really were doing anything. Strangely I found myself getting aroused thinking about Justin and Marie. I wonder what position and how he was fucking her. Was she enjoting it. My stomach was in knots, but my dick was hard the whole night.
 
   The next morning Marie knocked on my door and asked if I could let Justin use the shower in my room.  I had one of the few rooms in the barracks that had a shower in it. Mostly everybody else had to use a community shower in the barracks. When Marie left to go back to her room, Justin started bragging to me about fucking Marie.  Up until now Justin was a man of few words. Now that Marie is not around the real Justin emerged. He couldn't stop talking about all the things he did to her. He called her a freak and said how good she sucked his dick.  As much as it hurt me, I wanted to hear more. So I acted as if I was really interested in his childish behaviour. He said he had her screaming the whole night. He told me as soon as he finish taking a shower he's going to go fuck her again. He said he's been waiting for over a year to fuck her and he was going to make the most of it.

A few minutes later Marie came back to my room to pick up Justin. A female friend of hers followed her into the room. Her friend lived in the room across the hall from Marie's room. Marie friend completely ignored me and introduced herself to Justin. She eyed Justin up and down and said she wanted to meet the guy who kept her up all last night. She said Marie and Justin made a lot of noise all night long. It was either the noise of the bed banging against the wall or Marie screaming. She said she got so horny she had to leave her room and go fuck her boyfriend. Marie was completely red with embarrassment from all the ribbing. I was completely fuming, hurt and broken hearted. But I also had the biggest hard on. I wondered what the fuck was wrong with me. Part of wanted me wanted to let everybody know how hurt I was. Another part of me wanted to hear more about Justin and Marie fucking each other brains out.

When they left my room I wondered how I was going to make it through the weekend. That weekend all I kept thinking about is what is Justin doing to the girl I love. Justin was hers for the weekend and there was nothing I could do but wonder.

[Morgan]

Great first post.
Please continue.

[Samanthasman]

Wow - I've gotta hear the rest!!!

[WannaBcuckagain]

I second the "wow" - just wow!

[Anns_boyfriend]

Great start, hope this will be continued soon