You asked how it came to the point that Danny found out that James and I were lovers. He did not find out. I confronted and told him. After that night of fantastic sex that I was telling you about, I went home that morning to Danny as he was waiting to leave. Danny had made a point to even have his clubs in the car ready to go. My driver dropped me off and Danny gave me a quick kiss and left, he said the kids were fed and watching cartoons. He didn’t even ask why I was gone all night. I was a ball of emotions. I played with the twins and then I had to make a trip to the bedroom at least once to change my panties. So much of James's cum kept dripping out of me. I was sore but a good sore, that ache that you don’t mind having. I fixed them lunch and then took them to the park. While I was at the park watching them play I realized I was transfixed on this interracial couple and their child. The husband was a nice-looking black man, not a hunk like James but nice, the wife was a white woman and a tiny little thing. My mind went wow James would hurt you girl, I wonder if your husband is as big. I looked at their child and how beautiful he was and I thought about Jan.
I had to talk with Jan more in-depth about this dominatrix that Danny was seeing, Not that I cared about the lack of sex. I didn’t because now I knew what sex was supposed to be like. Moreover, he is the father of my children and we are married. It was that ball of emotions I had all morning, I loved Danny, I do, it's that something had started to change in me. I deserved more. I was getting it. A lot.
Jan was to leave for New York as soon as she felt I was ready to take over all the responsibilities so the faster I learned the faster she could move on. So we buckled down, I am a fast learner and I found myself taking charge. As the weeks passed and we talked I got access to all that Jan had. I was handling all the duties while she co-signed off on everything. She showed me how she knew all about Danny and even gave me the folder on the Dom. She was a classy lady and ran a good living from her home. James and I would have a quick fuck about once a week. Nothing like we had been. He was very busy and extremely happy with my progress. After four weeks Jan felt I was ready to take over and James agreed. As a little celebration, they threw me a little party and there were some employees and some of the clients I had come to know. It was a send-off for Jan as well and it was a tad bittersweet, she had become a fantastic friend and I could not thank her enough. She had given me the husband (if not in the real sense in the bedroom) and a job that not only paid VERY well but also was extremely important.
After the party, James and I retired to my office bedroom, have I told you how much I love kissing this man? James was a bit more aggressive fucking me that night, I think that Jan taking her last day he still had a twinge of letting go, They hadn’t had sex once she became pregnant, however, I knew there was a special place for her in his life. I was not at all jealous about it, how could I be? As James fucked me harder than he ever had I was reaping the benefits. After James came and we were resting he was playing with my dripping pussy and he asked me if I was like Jan and would want another child. I had to admit that I was turned on by the idea but not anytime soon. I told him about the couple I saw in the park. I also pointed out that there would be no way to hide that from Danny when the baby was black. I told him I wanted to tell Danny and not cheat anymore. James asked how I was thinking of doing it.
I wanted to confront Danny with the knowledge of the dominatrix, to come at it from that angle. James kissed me, You are so right for me. What if I told you that I can put you in the same room, she is a strong woman but I think if she were called to THIS building and summoned to talk with you here that would put you in the driver's seat. I liked that a lot. James told me to follow up with Stanley who is the head of our security and he would handle everything. I did just that and it was set for this Friday.
That Friday morning I was on point, and the employees were doing well. I had just helped James close an acquisition in Australia and that meant a week-long trip would be required. The Dominatrix (Chloe), was to arrive at 3 pm and I would be speaking with her in our conference room, the one between mine and James' office.
Chloe arrived and I had Gerald greet her at the elevator and escort her to the conference room. He waited on her getting her refreshments etc. and I made her wait. I arrived at 3:35 which was just enough to make sure she knew I was in charge. When I entered I had changed into one of James's favorite outfits made for me by Versace. This dress cost as much as Danny made in a month and Chloe knew it. She began to speak and I cut her off. I told her that I knew that she was playing mommy for my husband and I wanted to know everything, that I was not her enemy, yet.
Chloe proceeded to explain that I did not all appear as she had pictured me from Danny’s description. I had been described as a conservative,
frumpy housewife and that he had a lot of pressure at work and he needed to be a boy for mommy. There was no sex. She would catch him masturbating and she would make him complete it. This is his dream to be forced to enjoy sex and they had not done anything to that level yet. I wanted to control the situation with Chloe and with Danny. I told her we could arrange something mutually beneficial, I would find her some high-end clients and she would start to shape him into a cuckold. She agreed though I think she wondered who I was cuckolding him for. That is MY business and she caught that from my tone immediately.
I allowed Chloe time to start preparing Danny to be my little cuck. I covered her expenses so she could increase, “Therapy”. I was surprised when he increased the time at the “golf course”. With my newfound self-determination, I was seeing a new me in the mirror. James and I were to leave for Australia in a few days and the training for Danny had been 3 weeks now so I decided now was a good time to tell him. The plan was for him to arrive for an appointment and I would drop in and lay it out for him.
I arranged for the nanny to watch the kids that Saturday so Danny could go golfing and not wait for me to return from working so late. James and I started to kiss and wind down our usual Friday fun. I had a little plan. I kept James edging and I would lick and suck his beautiful cock, I would make him throb and get so much bigger, drops of precum only then bringing him back down. I licked his delicious balls gently sucking and little nibbles. I was making love with his cock in a way I never had before. Finally, he had enough he flipped the script and he would tease my hole with just the tip, Then take it out, just enough back and forth then slide it almost in and I was wanting to cum so bad. I told James to wait to cum in me in the morning so I would be full of his cum as much as possible when I confronted Danny boy.
James fucked me so well that I was almost exhausted when I arrived at Chloe’s. She had Danny prepared with a blindfold telling him he was about to lick his wife’s pussy full of cum. He thought he was finally going to be licking her. As he was lying prone on the bed I squatted over his face and he began to lick and suck as best as he could. It was soothing and exciting. Danny was licking my pussy clean of Jame’s cum. The first time he and I had had any kind of sex in a year now and he was getting the taste of a real man's pussy. James owned my pussy now. I started to finally cum from the perverse act. Chloe told him to do a good job and did he like the taste of used pussy? He said he did, the best-tasting pussy ever. She removed his blindfold and he was dumbfounded. Before he could speak I laid it all out. That I had just closed a deal that netted us more money than he made in a year. That I was taking a week-long trip to Australia and that James now is the only lover that will ever fuck me again. That as a good little boy he was to take care of the household and mommy’s pussy when she was sore from all the fantastic sex I was having with James.
Danny began to cry at first. I had a twinge of guilt but it passed when I told him to be a good little boy and not cry and he said yes mommy. I knew this was best for us both.
I had to talk with Jan more in-depth about this dominatrix that Danny was seeing, Not that I cared about the lack of sex. I didn’t because now I knew what sex was supposed to be like. Moreover, he is the father of my children and we are married. It was that ball of emotions I had all morning, I loved Danny, I do, it's that something had started to change in me. I deserved more. I was getting it. A lot.
Jan was to leave for New York as soon as she felt I was ready to take over all the responsibilities so the faster I learned the faster she could move on. So we buckled down, I am a fast learner and I found myself taking charge. As the weeks passed and we talked I got access to all that Jan had. I was handling all the duties while she co-signed off on everything. She showed me how she knew all about Danny and even gave me the folder on the Dom. She was a classy lady and ran a good living from her home. James and I would have a quick fuck about once a week. Nothing like we had been. He was very busy and extremely happy with my progress. After four weeks Jan felt I was ready to take over and James agreed. As a little celebration, they threw me a little party and there were some employees and some of the clients I had come to know. It was a send-off for Jan as well and it was a tad bittersweet, she had become a fantastic friend and I could not thank her enough. She had given me the husband (if not in the real sense in the bedroom) and a job that not only paid VERY well but also was extremely important.
After the party, James and I retired to my office bedroom, have I told you how much I love kissing this man? James was a bit more aggressive fucking me that night, I think that Jan taking her last day he still had a twinge of letting go, They hadn’t had sex once she became pregnant, however, I knew there was a special place for her in his life. I was not at all jealous about it, how could I be? As James fucked me harder than he ever had I was reaping the benefits. After James came and we were resting he was playing with my dripping pussy and he asked me if I was like Jan and would want another child. I had to admit that I was turned on by the idea but not anytime soon. I told him about the couple I saw in the park. I also pointed out that there would be no way to hide that from Danny when the baby was black. I told him I wanted to tell Danny and not cheat anymore. James asked how I was thinking of doing it.
I wanted to confront Danny with the knowledge of the dominatrix, to come at it from that angle. James kissed me, You are so right for me. What if I told you that I can put you in the same room, she is a strong woman but I think if she were called to THIS building and summoned to talk with you here that would put you in the driver's seat. I liked that a lot. James told me to follow up with Stanley who is the head of our security and he would handle everything. I did just that and it was set for this Friday.
That Friday morning I was on point, and the employees were doing well. I had just helped James close an acquisition in Australia and that meant a week-long trip would be required. The Dominatrix (Chloe), was to arrive at 3 pm and I would be speaking with her in our conference room, the one between mine and James' office.
Chloe arrived and I had Gerald greet her at the elevator and escort her to the conference room. He waited on her getting her refreshments etc. and I made her wait. I arrived at 3:35 which was just enough to make sure she knew I was in charge. When I entered I had changed into one of James's favorite outfits made for me by Versace. This dress cost as much as Danny made in a month and Chloe knew it. She began to speak and I cut her off. I told her that I knew that she was playing mommy for my husband and I wanted to know everything, that I was not her enemy, yet.
Chloe proceeded to explain that I did not all appear as she had pictured me from Danny’s description. I had been described as a conservative,
frumpy housewife and that he had a lot of pressure at work and he needed to be a boy for mommy. There was no sex. She would catch him masturbating and she would make him complete it. This is his dream to be forced to enjoy sex and they had not done anything to that level yet. I wanted to control the situation with Chloe and with Danny. I told her we could arrange something mutually beneficial, I would find her some high-end clients and she would start to shape him into a cuckold. She agreed though I think she wondered who I was cuckolding him for. That is MY business and she caught that from my tone immediately.
I allowed Chloe time to start preparing Danny to be my little cuck. I covered her expenses so she could increase, “Therapy”. I was surprised when he increased the time at the “golf course”. With my newfound self-determination, I was seeing a new me in the mirror. James and I were to leave for Australia in a few days and the training for Danny had been 3 weeks now so I decided now was a good time to tell him. The plan was for him to arrive for an appointment and I would drop in and lay it out for him.
I arranged for the nanny to watch the kids that Saturday so Danny could go golfing and not wait for me to return from working so late. James and I started to kiss and wind down our usual Friday fun. I had a little plan. I kept James edging and I would lick and suck his beautiful cock, I would make him throb and get so much bigger, drops of precum only then bringing him back down. I licked his delicious balls gently sucking and little nibbles. I was making love with his cock in a way I never had before. Finally, he had enough he flipped the script and he would tease my hole with just the tip, Then take it out, just enough back and forth then slide it almost in and I was wanting to cum so bad. I told James to wait to cum in me in the morning so I would be full of his cum as much as possible when I confronted Danny boy.
James fucked me so well that I was almost exhausted when I arrived at Chloe’s. She had Danny prepared with a blindfold telling him he was about to lick his wife’s pussy full of cum. He thought he was finally going to be licking her. As he was lying prone on the bed I squatted over his face and he began to lick and suck as best as he could. It was soothing and exciting. Danny was licking my pussy clean of Jame’s cum. The first time he and I had had any kind of sex in a year now and he was getting the taste of a real man's pussy. James owned my pussy now. I started to finally cum from the perverse act. Chloe told him to do a good job and did he like the taste of used pussy? He said he did, the best-tasting pussy ever. She removed his blindfold and he was dumbfounded. Before he could speak I laid it all out. That I had just closed a deal that netted us more money than he made in a year. That I was taking a week-long trip to Australia and that James now is the only lover that will ever fuck me again. That as a good little boy he was to take care of the household and mommy’s pussy when she was sore from all the fantastic sex I was having with James.
Danny began to cry at first. I had a twinge of guilt but it passed when I told him to be a good little boy and not cry and he said yes mommy. I knew this was best for us both.
My Turn
“I fucking can’t believe it.” I said this to my co-worker/friend five weeks ago while on a smoke break. “Mike wants me to fuck another guy, and he wants to watch. And not just any guy, he has to be hung and black” I poured my heart out in the few minutes we had before having to go back into the office.
You see, Mike and I married 5 years ago and we had a decent sex life. Neither of us were virgins when we married and we are both fairly attractive and in good shape. Mike isn’t overly large in the equipment department but he satisfied me. Mike and I turn 30 this year and the dirty thirty comments were batted about. So when we were goofing on what we wanted to do special for each other, Mike mumbled something and I chided, “Out with it.” I was sure it was a sports car or something else we could never afford. No. It was, he wanted me to put out for some other guy. I was certain it was so he could fuck someone else, but he assured me it wasn’t.
So here I was telling Suzy my friend at work and she just quietly listened to me. Right before we head back in she looks around so no one will hear what she says, though no one is around, “you should talk to Julie, the head of accounting, it is not as unusual as you might think.” Then she just walked back into the building. Well shit what does that mean. I had to wait till the end of the day before I could talk to Suzy about what she meant, because I wasn’t just going to walk up to Julie and ask.
So after work I cornered Suzy, I asked what she meant by asking Julie. I said “She has a hunky black husband, is that it?” Suzy, “Dear, that isn’t her husband.” I corrected myself, “well her boyfriend that she has kids with.” Suzy thought for a moment and then said, “Lori, Bill, the milky white guy you see her with now and again? That is her husband. The hunky black guy, as you put it, is Josh, her boyfriend, lover, baby daddy.” Oh my god.
So I went home to Mike and I was very quiet, we had dinner and we avoided the elephant in the room. We went to bed, no sex and I made sure he knew there wasn’t going to be any. I thought long about what Suzy had said, how was I going to approach a woman I barely knew and talk about this? I called off work and didn’t tell Mike, and I stayed home and did some research online. All my looking led me to websites about cuckolding, black guys with white women, married wives, BBC, and hot wives. The videos and some forum discussions and photos, I was immediately getting damp, I was not into porn but this was different somehow. I was getting very turned on, on the forums there were so many couples at so many different levels. The black men and their bodies and the faces of the white wives as they had sex. I was not damp, I was flowing, I masterbated to so many climaxes. I was exhausted by the time that Mike returned home. I jumped him for the real thing. In the back of my mind I was seeing the black lover taking me and then there was a part of me slightly disappointed in Mike's size and skill set. However Mike was overjoyed and said whatever it was that had my motor going he was all for more. I, however, was a tad letdown with the sex. What happened, I was ok with it just last week.
I kept going back to the websites over the next few weeks and I have to say the more I looked the more I got hooked. I even chatted with a few wives through those sites and asked how and why and explained my reluctance and my feelings about it all. While I was now looking at my own body differently, was I going to turn on a stunning black god to even want to have sex with me? I was assured I was and then several black guys through the sites were reaching out to me and sending me private messages. I was beginning to look at having sex with these men but without Mike. One god sent me a vid of him and a white wife fucking, I would say making love but this was straight up fucking. She was shaking and cumming so hard she was saying things like she was his now, that he owned her. Then a wife sent me a link to a video of a wife explaining the benefits of sex with a well endowed black man, she talked about it matter of factly in a way that I got it. I could see myself with these men. What was happening with my marriage?
I made an effort to go up to accounting and see Julie. I had an excuse to drop off some paperwork from purchasing as a pretext to see her. I knocked on her door and I was nervous as the day I interviewed for the job in the first place. This was dangerous territory as I could get into trouble over this conversation if it did not go well. The owner of our company is a gorgeous black man and powerful with a white woman who is his right hand of god and I am sure that what I was about to do could cost me my job.
Julie told me to come in and I was immediately struck by her beauty and all the photos of her kids around her office. I placed the paperwork on her desk and introduced myself and that I was dropping off for purchasing. Julie said she knew who I was and was glad to meet me personally. I blushed a bit, this beautiful woman in her 40s with what seemed like everything together knew who I was. I looked at her son and ********* photo, with the man I now knew was their ***, I commented. “You have a beautiful ******.” She said, “I appreciate that, I do indeed and I would not want my life any other way.” Bingo I had an opening. “I find that an outstanding statement and if I can be so bold to ask how to do that as my husband and I seem to want the same.”
There was a pregnant pause in the air, I mean the tension was real. Julie just looked at me hard, not mean but judging. “Lori, please close the door.” I went over and shut the door and as soon as it was closed all the way. “What have you heard and what are you toying with?” I was literally shaking, “Julie I may have been misinformed and I apologize if I am out of line, however my husband brought something up and I was at a loss.” “My best friend mentioned that you had that type of relationship and I should ask you for advice on how to make it work.” As I said this I started to point at all the photos in her office. “From the looks of things you have that and after what I have read online, I want that too.”
Julie just sat there for a moment and under her breath, “what is it at this company?” I asked, “What do you mean?” “Oh nothing dear if you do not know you do not need to know.” Now let’s set aside some time when we can have a more personal discussion, does that sound good?” She wrote down her number on the back of her business card and handed it to me. “I have lunch with Josh at The Palms on Saturdays, however I can adjust our time. He and I will eat lunch and if you could arrive about 12: 30, that will allow some time for us to talk and I still get my alone time with Josh.” So if for some reason you can not make it let me know, otherwise I am setting this time aside for you.” I got the impression that this might be my only chance so I jumped at it and said yes.
This was a Thursday and when I got home from work I told Mike we had to have a talk. There was this dead silence. Mike responded, “I knew something was up, we were having sex more frequently and you did not seem to be enjoying it as much.” “Are you having an affair?” Over the next two hours I poured out where my head was and what I had been reading and the websites and everything. EVERYTHING. I told him I was having lunch with Julie and I was going to ask how she made it work to have a lover and to keep her marriage. I looked Mike straight in the eye and I said, “You wanted me to have sex with a hung black man and I am now seeing that I want that as well, and I want it so much that I am not sure where you fit in that scenario anymore.” Mike was stunned. We went to sleep and for the next day and half we didn’t talk.
Saturday arrived and I went to The Palm, a nice upscale restaurant that I had never been to. When I entered at 12:25 and stepped up to the hostess, a stunning black woman. When I say stunning I mean breathtaking. I am not bi, well maybe, but she made me horny as hell. Just then an athletic built black gentleman stepped from behind her and asked if I was Lori and I said yes. He offered his arm and we walked towards the back of the restaurant where there was a private alcove table and chairs. Candles were lit and two place settings. He offered me a chair and as I sat he introduced himself as Thomas and that he would be my server. Julie would be joining soon but she and the owner had some business to take care of. I asked if the owner was Josh and Thomas said, “Yes, do you know him?” “No we had never met but Julie and I worked for the same company.” I was staring at Thomas and I found myself undressing him in my mind. He had chiseled features and I could tell by the slacks that he was, shall we say endowed. I must have blushed and he was polite to ask if I needed anything, water etc to drink. I asked for a white wine, my nerves were on edge, and anything else he could recommend. I was flirting with him and I even surprised myself. He said that he was available to take care of me and he would get the wine. He returned with my glass of wine and as he sat it down I was gazing at him again as Julie walked up. Thomas excused himself and pulled the chair out for her then departed.
Julie said, “oh honey I know that look.” “Thomas is a nice specimen of a man, more a boy, but you could do a lot worse for your first fling, if that is what you are after?” I grabbed the glass of wine and downed half of it. “Whowa girl, let's have a slow conversation. I am sorry if I made you nervous.” “Julie this whole thing has me confused and my hormones are running rampant.” “Really, I couldn’t tell” and then she laughed, and so did I. Ice is now broken. Julie told me to start at the beginning and I did, I told her everything. “So, Lori, as I see it you have two clear choices. One you get a black lover or lovers and your husband is not involved and your marriage does or does not stay intact. Two, your marriage dynamic changes and your husband is involved in some way. Either way you are ending up with a black lover. I must have had a complete dumbfounded look. “Lori, you came at this as a matter of curiosity as to why your husband would want you to have sex with another man.” “Who cares, right now I can tell you want to, and you want it to be a black man.” “So do it.”
“I started out as a receptionist on the top floor, did you know that?” “Jan, who was before your time, took me under her wing because of her I got my accounting degree, and my taste for black men.” She used to be James' right hand woman then.” “I will follow that legacy and help you out. You notice there are two place settings here, one for you the other is not for me.” Julie stood “and here she is.” Just then our boss, Heather (James’s right hand, his companion) walked in. I stammered, I stood up, I almost spilled what was left of my wine.
“Good afternoon ladies.” Then Heather hugged Julie and then turned to shake my hand. I felt like I needed to curtsey or something. “Lori, right?”
“Yes Mam” I fumbled.
“I think we can dispense with the formalities, particularly with our chosen topic of discussion today.”
Oh my god my mind was a blur.
You see, Mike and I married 5 years ago and we had a decent sex life. Neither of us were virgins when we married and we are both fairly attractive and in good shape. Mike isn’t overly large in the equipment department but he satisfied me. Mike and I turn 30 this year and the dirty thirty comments were batted about. So when we were goofing on what we wanted to do special for each other, Mike mumbled something and I chided, “Out with it.” I was sure it was a sports car or something else we could never afford. No. It was, he wanted me to put out for some other guy. I was certain it was so he could fuck someone else, but he assured me it wasn’t.
So here I was telling Suzy my friend at work and she just quietly listened to me. Right before we head back in she looks around so no one will hear what she says, though no one is around, “you should talk to Julie, the head of accounting, it is not as unusual as you might think.” Then she just walked back into the building. Well shit what does that mean. I had to wait till the end of the day before I could talk to Suzy about what she meant, because I wasn’t just going to walk up to Julie and ask.
So after work I cornered Suzy, I asked what she meant by asking Julie. I said “She has a hunky black husband, is that it?” Suzy, “Dear, that isn’t her husband.” I corrected myself, “well her boyfriend that she has kids with.” Suzy thought for a moment and then said, “Lori, Bill, the milky white guy you see her with now and again? That is her husband. The hunky black guy, as you put it, is Josh, her boyfriend, lover, baby daddy.” Oh my god.
So I went home to Mike and I was very quiet, we had dinner and we avoided the elephant in the room. We went to bed, no sex and I made sure he knew there wasn’t going to be any. I thought long about what Suzy had said, how was I going to approach a woman I barely knew and talk about this? I called off work and didn’t tell Mike, and I stayed home and did some research online. All my looking led me to websites about cuckolding, black guys with white women, married wives, BBC, and hot wives. The videos and some forum discussions and photos, I was immediately getting damp, I was not into porn but this was different somehow. I was getting very turned on, on the forums there were so many couples at so many different levels. The black men and their bodies and the faces of the white wives as they had sex. I was not damp, I was flowing, I masterbated to so many climaxes. I was exhausted by the time that Mike returned home. I jumped him for the real thing. In the back of my mind I was seeing the black lover taking me and then there was a part of me slightly disappointed in Mike's size and skill set. However Mike was overjoyed and said whatever it was that had my motor going he was all for more. I, however, was a tad letdown with the sex. What happened, I was ok with it just last week.
I kept going back to the websites over the next few weeks and I have to say the more I looked the more I got hooked. I even chatted with a few wives through those sites and asked how and why and explained my reluctance and my feelings about it all. While I was now looking at my own body differently, was I going to turn on a stunning black god to even want to have sex with me? I was assured I was and then several black guys through the sites were reaching out to me and sending me private messages. I was beginning to look at having sex with these men but without Mike. One god sent me a vid of him and a white wife fucking, I would say making love but this was straight up fucking. She was shaking and cumming so hard she was saying things like she was his now, that he owned her. Then a wife sent me a link to a video of a wife explaining the benefits of sex with a well endowed black man, she talked about it matter of factly in a way that I got it. I could see myself with these men. What was happening with my marriage?
I made an effort to go up to accounting and see Julie. I had an excuse to drop off some paperwork from purchasing as a pretext to see her. I knocked on her door and I was nervous as the day I interviewed for the job in the first place. This was dangerous territory as I could get into trouble over this conversation if it did not go well. The owner of our company is a gorgeous black man and powerful with a white woman who is his right hand of god and I am sure that what I was about to do could cost me my job.
Julie told me to come in and I was immediately struck by her beauty and all the photos of her kids around her office. I placed the paperwork on her desk and introduced myself and that I was dropping off for purchasing. Julie said she knew who I was and was glad to meet me personally. I blushed a bit, this beautiful woman in her 40s with what seemed like everything together knew who I was. I looked at her son and ********* photo, with the man I now knew was their ***, I commented. “You have a beautiful ******.” She said, “I appreciate that, I do indeed and I would not want my life any other way.” Bingo I had an opening. “I find that an outstanding statement and if I can be so bold to ask how to do that as my husband and I seem to want the same.”
There was a pregnant pause in the air, I mean the tension was real. Julie just looked at me hard, not mean but judging. “Lori, please close the door.” I went over and shut the door and as soon as it was closed all the way. “What have you heard and what are you toying with?” I was literally shaking, “Julie I may have been misinformed and I apologize if I am out of line, however my husband brought something up and I was at a loss.” “My best friend mentioned that you had that type of relationship and I should ask you for advice on how to make it work.” As I said this I started to point at all the photos in her office. “From the looks of things you have that and after what I have read online, I want that too.”
Julie just sat there for a moment and under her breath, “what is it at this company?” I asked, “What do you mean?” “Oh nothing dear if you do not know you do not need to know.” Now let’s set aside some time when we can have a more personal discussion, does that sound good?” She wrote down her number on the back of her business card and handed it to me. “I have lunch with Josh at The Palms on Saturdays, however I can adjust our time. He and I will eat lunch and if you could arrive about 12: 30, that will allow some time for us to talk and I still get my alone time with Josh.” So if for some reason you can not make it let me know, otherwise I am setting this time aside for you.” I got the impression that this might be my only chance so I jumped at it and said yes.
This was a Thursday and when I got home from work I told Mike we had to have a talk. There was this dead silence. Mike responded, “I knew something was up, we were having sex more frequently and you did not seem to be enjoying it as much.” “Are you having an affair?” Over the next two hours I poured out where my head was and what I had been reading and the websites and everything. EVERYTHING. I told him I was having lunch with Julie and I was going to ask how she made it work to have a lover and to keep her marriage. I looked Mike straight in the eye and I said, “You wanted me to have sex with a hung black man and I am now seeing that I want that as well, and I want it so much that I am not sure where you fit in that scenario anymore.” Mike was stunned. We went to sleep and for the next day and half we didn’t talk.
Saturday arrived and I went to The Palm, a nice upscale restaurant that I had never been to. When I entered at 12:25 and stepped up to the hostess, a stunning black woman. When I say stunning I mean breathtaking. I am not bi, well maybe, but she made me horny as hell. Just then an athletic built black gentleman stepped from behind her and asked if I was Lori and I said yes. He offered his arm and we walked towards the back of the restaurant where there was a private alcove table and chairs. Candles were lit and two place settings. He offered me a chair and as I sat he introduced himself as Thomas and that he would be my server. Julie would be joining soon but she and the owner had some business to take care of. I asked if the owner was Josh and Thomas said, “Yes, do you know him?” “No we had never met but Julie and I worked for the same company.” I was staring at Thomas and I found myself undressing him in my mind. He had chiseled features and I could tell by the slacks that he was, shall we say endowed. I must have blushed and he was polite to ask if I needed anything, water etc to drink. I asked for a white wine, my nerves were on edge, and anything else he could recommend. I was flirting with him and I even surprised myself. He said that he was available to take care of me and he would get the wine. He returned with my glass of wine and as he sat it down I was gazing at him again as Julie walked up. Thomas excused himself and pulled the chair out for her then departed.
Julie said, “oh honey I know that look.” “Thomas is a nice specimen of a man, more a boy, but you could do a lot worse for your first fling, if that is what you are after?” I grabbed the glass of wine and downed half of it. “Whowa girl, let's have a slow conversation. I am sorry if I made you nervous.” “Julie this whole thing has me confused and my hormones are running rampant.” “Really, I couldn’t tell” and then she laughed, and so did I. Ice is now broken. Julie told me to start at the beginning and I did, I told her everything. “So, Lori, as I see it you have two clear choices. One you get a black lover or lovers and your husband is not involved and your marriage does or does not stay intact. Two, your marriage dynamic changes and your husband is involved in some way. Either way you are ending up with a black lover. I must have had a complete dumbfounded look. “Lori, you came at this as a matter of curiosity as to why your husband would want you to have sex with another man.” “Who cares, right now I can tell you want to, and you want it to be a black man.” “So do it.”
“I started out as a receptionist on the top floor, did you know that?” “Jan, who was before your time, took me under her wing because of her I got my accounting degree, and my taste for black men.” She used to be James' right hand woman then.” “I will follow that legacy and help you out. You notice there are two place settings here, one for you the other is not for me.” Julie stood “and here she is.” Just then our boss, Heather (James’s right hand, his companion) walked in. I stammered, I stood up, I almost spilled what was left of my wine.
“Good afternoon ladies.” Then Heather hugged Julie and then turned to shake my hand. I felt like I needed to curtsey or something. “Lori, right?”
“Yes Mam” I fumbled.
“I think we can dispense with the formalities, particularly with our chosen topic of discussion today.”
Oh my god my mind was a blur.
Heather Takes Charge
I stood there in amazement, my boss's boss’s boss’s boss, she was shaking my hand and we were about to talk about my desire for a black lover and maybe saving my marriage. To say it seemed surreal would have been an understatement. We sat and Julie stood there for a moment and the man I had seen in Julie’s photos in her office walked over with a bottle of wine and two glasses, placed the glasses on the table and then showed the bottle to Heather. She nodded and he uncorked the bottle and sat it on the table. He and Heather exchanged pleasantries. He seemed almost as in awe as I felt sitting there. He introduced himself to me and he was even more amazing in person.
“Eyes back in your head.” Julie laughed
I had to laugh a little, was I that obvious? Julie and Josh walked away and I was left sitting with the one woman whom I was both envious and terrified of.
“I took the liberty of ordering lunch already. I would like to eat first if you don’t mind, I am famished.” “Spring salad, mahi-mahi, oven roasted carrots and red skinned potatoes, correct?”
My jaw must have been on the floor, “Yes thank you, how did you..”
“Do you like working at $009&& and Associates?”
Now I was shaking. “Yes Mam”
“Please call me Heather.” “I never walk into a meeting without having all the possible information ahead of time.” “I looked into you in detail, does that surprise you?”
I sat there for a moment, I was both shocked and impressed. Putting on my best game face I looked directly at her, “No Heather, I would do the same if I was in your position and had the ability.”
“Interesting, I hoped you would say something like that.” “Here is our food.”
Thomas brings over a spread of food and picks up the bottle of wine and pours the glasses. Quite possibly the best glass of wine I had ever had and I said so.
“DAGUENEAU ASTEROIDE 2019, a good year, the year my youngest son was born.”
“It’s delicious. I should get a bottle for the house.”
“I can make sure one is set aside for you, you will not find this in your liquor store.” “It is about $1,800 a bottle.”
I nearly choked on my salad, the bottle cost as much as a month's rent on our modest one bedroom apartment.
We ate and chatted about silly stuff, busy talk as I call it but it loosened me up. That and the wine, oh damn the wine!
As we finished our meal Heather looked at me, almost as if I was a specimen for study.
“Julie called me directly after your impromptu bomb drop at the office this week.” I was feeling vulnerable, she continued. “I was both upset you would risk that conversation and impressed.” “May I ask why you felt compelled to approach Julie with such a question?”
I am not sure if it was, the comfortable conversation or the wine, probably the wine. “Heather, I want a black lover to take me, to own me, to ravage me and adore me.”
Heather laughed, “you know exactly what you want, I will give you that.” “Do you have someone in mind?” “What about your husband, Mike?”
“Mike wanted me to do this for him, now I want it for me.” “I am no longer happy with the sex with him.” Then the damn burst and I just started to blab. “I see black men now and my mouth waters, I undress the waiter with my eyes every time he enters the room. I picture him taking me right here on this table.” “I don’t have anyone in mind but I am ready.” “My concern is, I still love Mike, not sure about ‘in love’ anymore.” “I see him in a different light now, but I don’t want to divorce him, I do enjoy his company and his humor, it's just..”
“You aren’t sure if you respect him the way you once did.” That a passion has been unleashed inside you and it’s YOUR passion.”
“YES!”
“Let me tell you a little something that is not common knowledge.” “When I embarked on my interracial cuckolding of my husband I had already been cheating on him.” “I discovered a kink or two that he had that allowed me to make him bend to my will.” “My first trip to Australia upon the McIntosh merger, I made him the housewife.” He watched the kids, and did all the household chores.” “And if I may be so bold he did an excellent job of cleaning and soothing my pussy after my lover filled me with his seed.” “Back then to James I was his companion, his partner in the business world, behind closed doors I was his bitch in heat.”
“James had already had a child with Jan, his former companion and my dear dear friend.” “He swore he never wanted a wife or a traditional marriage.” “Our passion was so hot and my business acumen was such that James fell in love with me, and I him.” “I still remain married to my husband but for me he is an extension of my household and no longer am I “In Love” as you put it.” “He is my cuckold mommy’s sissy boy.”
I was drenched. My panties had long stopped doing a good job of retaining my pussy juices as Heather told me more and more I wanted it more and more.
“I see you are enjoying this conversation immensely, in fact I can smell your heat from here.” Heather giggled. I was changed, she was so human, so not what I had imagined.
“I am going to do something, I have been doing some thinking and maybe this is kismet.” Under her breath “Kind of like my timing with Jan.” (I didn’t know what that meant) “I am going to transfer you out of purchasing.”
I was floored, I loved my job. I had worked hard to get to my level and I was hurt and it must have shown.
“No dear, this may look like a demotion on the surface but believe me it is not.” “My valet, my confidant, is retiring and I need someone to replace him.” “He has been a loyal and trusted friend for eight years and I want you to replace him.” “I believe with some tutoring you can excel, maybe even surprise yourself.” “It would come with a pay raise and of course some extensive fringe benefits.” “Such as.” Heather motioned over towards the front part of the restaurant and a gorgeous, and I mean gorgeous man walked over and he looked familiar.
“I believe you know Jerome, though you may not have really remembered his face.” “You spoke with him through one of the cuckold websites and you both seemed to hit it off.” I did but he lived two states over and I never thought I would actually ever meet him. “If I am out of line, then I apologize but I am usually an excellent judge of character.” You have a room at the hotel across the street all paid for, Mike has been contacted that the luncheon will last the rest of the day.” “You have the option of making it an all night thing and my man will call Mike and take care of it.” “Go have fun.”
I stood and Jerome took my hand. He was easily a head taller than me and I had to reach up and he leaned down and we kissed. And we kissed and we kissed. Heather handed me the hotel key card and told me the room number. Jerome and I almost sprinted across the street. We were like two newlyweds. The hotel was very upscale and the room was a penthouse with a view of the city. It was perfect. We were all over each other, clothes were off and I was being held by a stranger and I loved it. His cock was even more massive in person. He was going to go down on me but I was already so wet I didn’t need it. I looked at the bedside table and there was a bowl of condoms, magnum size of course. Heather thought of everything: bottles of water, towels, and condoms.
“Eyes back in your head.” Julie laughed
I had to laugh a little, was I that obvious? Julie and Josh walked away and I was left sitting with the one woman whom I was both envious and terrified of.
“I took the liberty of ordering lunch already. I would like to eat first if you don’t mind, I am famished.” “Spring salad, mahi-mahi, oven roasted carrots and red skinned potatoes, correct?”
My jaw must have been on the floor, “Yes thank you, how did you..”
“Do you like working at $009&& and Associates?”
Now I was shaking. “Yes Mam”
“Please call me Heather.” “I never walk into a meeting without having all the possible information ahead of time.” “I looked into you in detail, does that surprise you?”
I sat there for a moment, I was both shocked and impressed. Putting on my best game face I looked directly at her, “No Heather, I would do the same if I was in your position and had the ability.”
“Interesting, I hoped you would say something like that.” “Here is our food.”
Thomas brings over a spread of food and picks up the bottle of wine and pours the glasses. Quite possibly the best glass of wine I had ever had and I said so.
“DAGUENEAU ASTEROIDE 2019, a good year, the year my youngest son was born.”
“It’s delicious. I should get a bottle for the house.”
“I can make sure one is set aside for you, you will not find this in your liquor store.” “It is about $1,800 a bottle.”
I nearly choked on my salad, the bottle cost as much as a month's rent on our modest one bedroom apartment.
We ate and chatted about silly stuff, busy talk as I call it but it loosened me up. That and the wine, oh damn the wine!
As we finished our meal Heather looked at me, almost as if I was a specimen for study.
“Julie called me directly after your impromptu bomb drop at the office this week.” I was feeling vulnerable, she continued. “I was both upset you would risk that conversation and impressed.” “May I ask why you felt compelled to approach Julie with such a question?”
I am not sure if it was, the comfortable conversation or the wine, probably the wine. “Heather, I want a black lover to take me, to own me, to ravage me and adore me.”
Heather laughed, “you know exactly what you want, I will give you that.” “Do you have someone in mind?” “What about your husband, Mike?”
“Mike wanted me to do this for him, now I want it for me.” “I am no longer happy with the sex with him.” Then the damn burst and I just started to blab. “I see black men now and my mouth waters, I undress the waiter with my eyes every time he enters the room. I picture him taking me right here on this table.” “I don’t have anyone in mind but I am ready.” “My concern is, I still love Mike, not sure about ‘in love’ anymore.” “I see him in a different light now, but I don’t want to divorce him, I do enjoy his company and his humor, it's just..”
“You aren’t sure if you respect him the way you once did.” That a passion has been unleashed inside you and it’s YOUR passion.”
“YES!”
“Let me tell you a little something that is not common knowledge.” “When I embarked on my interracial cuckolding of my husband I had already been cheating on him.” “I discovered a kink or two that he had that allowed me to make him bend to my will.” “My first trip to Australia upon the McIntosh merger, I made him the housewife.” He watched the kids, and did all the household chores.” “And if I may be so bold he did an excellent job of cleaning and soothing my pussy after my lover filled me with his seed.” “Back then to James I was his companion, his partner in the business world, behind closed doors I was his bitch in heat.”
“James had already had a child with Jan, his former companion and my dear dear friend.” “He swore he never wanted a wife or a traditional marriage.” “Our passion was so hot and my business acumen was such that James fell in love with me, and I him.” “I still remain married to my husband but for me he is an extension of my household and no longer am I “In Love” as you put it.” “He is my cuckold mommy’s sissy boy.”
I was drenched. My panties had long stopped doing a good job of retaining my pussy juices as Heather told me more and more I wanted it more and more.
“I see you are enjoying this conversation immensely, in fact I can smell your heat from here.” Heather giggled. I was changed, she was so human, so not what I had imagined.
“I am going to do something, I have been doing some thinking and maybe this is kismet.” Under her breath “Kind of like my timing with Jan.” (I didn’t know what that meant) “I am going to transfer you out of purchasing.”
I was floored, I loved my job. I had worked hard to get to my level and I was hurt and it must have shown.
“No dear, this may look like a demotion on the surface but believe me it is not.” “My valet, my confidant, is retiring and I need someone to replace him.” “He has been a loyal and trusted friend for eight years and I want you to replace him.” “I believe with some tutoring you can excel, maybe even surprise yourself.” “It would come with a pay raise and of course some extensive fringe benefits.” “Such as.” Heather motioned over towards the front part of the restaurant and a gorgeous, and I mean gorgeous man walked over and he looked familiar.
“I believe you know Jerome, though you may not have really remembered his face.” “You spoke with him through one of the cuckold websites and you both seemed to hit it off.” I did but he lived two states over and I never thought I would actually ever meet him. “If I am out of line, then I apologize but I am usually an excellent judge of character.” You have a room at the hotel across the street all paid for, Mike has been contacted that the luncheon will last the rest of the day.” “You have the option of making it an all night thing and my man will call Mike and take care of it.” “Go have fun.”
I stood and Jerome took my hand. He was easily a head taller than me and I had to reach up and he leaned down and we kissed. And we kissed and we kissed. Heather handed me the hotel key card and told me the room number. Jerome and I almost sprinted across the street. We were like two newlyweds. The hotel was very upscale and the room was a penthouse with a view of the city. It was perfect. We were all over each other, clothes were off and I was being held by a stranger and I loved it. His cock was even more massive in person. He was going to go down on me but I was already so wet I didn’t need it. I looked at the bedside table and there was a bowl of condoms, magnum size of course. Heather thought of everything: bottles of water, towels, and condoms.
