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“In the last episode, Erin had watched from the doorway as her mother, Eva, was mercilessly fucked in the ass by their handsome, Black, big-dicked (Tyree) neighbor as her mother’s beautiful friend, Bridget, joined them. ”

Chap. 1

Erin fell through the door, hearing her mother’s scream as she descended rather clumsily to the carpeted floor. After witnessing Tyree plunder the depths of her mother’s ass, Erin had fingered herself into a door bumping, floor-falling orgasm! Her mother stared at her, eyes big as saucers!

Bridget’s smiling face was smothered in the custard cream-like cum of her mom’s numerous orgasms. Her nipples were hard as rocks, too. Her pussy looked like it had taken on Lennox Lewis and had gotten its ass beat just like Tyson did! Her eyes were glazed with pleasure. Erin could understand why she was smiling. She had watched Tyree fuck Bridget (see Part 5) before sticking his dick in her mother’s ass.

Tyree continued to kneel behind her mother, Eva, with his thick, long, veiny, asscream and cum-covered dick waving back and forth as he gave her a smoldering look of control and dominance. Erin knew that he could feel her gazing upon his amazing, pussy-pleasing tool. What she didn’t know was that he had a perfect view of her exposed pussy, as her jeans and panties were down around her shins. Her pussy lips glistened in the glow of the candles.

“Erin! What the HELL are YOU doing?!” Eva finally gasped.

“I-I-I… ME?! What are you doing?! I came up to… I mean I had come to… Me?! Mom! You’re not even divorced yet and y-your up here with…with…!” Erin screamed as she rose to her feet, pulled her panties and pants up her thighs and began backing towards the doorway.

“Go home! Now! I will talk with you when I COME HOME!” Eva said sternly.

“Seems to me that you already CAME!” Erin said as she glanced at Tyree’s cum lathered dick and then into his eyes as she hastily exited the room and began sprinting down the hallway.

Tyree glanced at Bridget, who was still smiling slightly. She had seen the look on the young girl’s face as she stared at Tyree’s drenched dick. The look in her eyes was the SAME that had been in Bridget’s eyes the first time she had viewed Tyree’s dick. One of wonder, awe, and finally, longing. As Bridget continued to look and smile at Tyree, he nodded his head in assent to her keen observation. He knew, instinctually, that Erin had never laid eyes on a dick as large as his. What would she do?

Eva rolled off of the bed. Her asshole was STILL wide open from the fucking it had received minutes before. She could feel Tyree’s large deposit of cum inside of her ass begin to leak and dribble out of her stretched asshole and down the crack of her ass and onto her inner thighs. As she reached for her panties on the carpeted floor, Bridget asked her to stand still and not move.

Bridget nimbly got off the bed and moved behind Eva’s bent form and began kissing and licking Tyree’s cum off of her thighs, ass, and finally her raw, tender ass. She dipped her tongue repeatedly into Eva’s ass to scoop up Tyree’s cum. Eva moaned and wiggled her ass as Bridget’s tongue massaged the abused orifice. Finally, Bridget kissed her ass while simultaneously smacking her asscheek.

“Go home and be with your daughter. Be kind to her, Eva. She just witnessed something she could never have been prepared for,” Bridget said reassuringly.

“I know, I know. I don’t know what I’m going to say to her! She should not have been acting like a gott-damn voyeur! But at the same time, I know this shocked her. What am I going to do or say?” Eva said.

“Be honest with her. Tell her the truth. You’re a grown woman with needs. I satisfy them,” Tyree said evenly.

Eva and Bridget glanced at each other. They both knew he spoke the truth.

“You’re right, baby. I’ll just be honest with her,” Eva said as she smiled up at Tyree and finished getting her clothing back on.

“Thanks you two. I had a great time. I don’t plan on missing much time with the two of you because of this crazy scene. I want you to know that. I love what I’m doing with you and I won’t let anything stop what we have together,” Eva said as she glanced back and forth between Tyree’s dick and Bridget.

“Likewise,” both Tyree and Bridget said.

Eva went to the bed and gave Bridget a deep kiss. She then wrapped her arms around Tyree’s neck and kissed him as he grasped her asscheeks in his strong hands.

“Call me if you need me,” Tyree said.

“Sure thing,” Eva said as she disengaged with Tyree and headed for the open door of the bedroom.

“By the way, Bridget, you were right. Tyree’s dick felt magnificent pounding me in the ass,” Eva said over her shoulder as she turned and began walking down the hallway.

Chap. 2

Eva walked out of the side door of Tyree’s house and into the driveway. She stepped off of the driveway and onto her lawn and walked towards the front door. Her mind was rifled with thoughts. Her daughter had just witnessed her getting ass-fucked! Eva felt guilty about Erin witnessing that scene. But, it had felt good and it had been the first time she had had a man in her ass. And what a man to have! Her ass continued to tingle and throb from having been invaded earlier.

She approached the front door and turned the door handle. The livingroom was dark but there was a light on in the kitchen. Eva quietly walked through the livingroom and entered the kitchen. Erin was sitting in a kitchen chair drinking a soda. Her face was still flushed. She did not look up at Eva as she entered the kitchen. She sighed audibly, instead.

Eva walked towards the opposite end of the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down facing Erin.

“We have to talk,” Eva said quietly.

“What is there to talk about mom? I just saw you fucking another man…and woman! Dad would have a stroke if he heard about this!” Erin said heatedly as she looked at her mother, accusingly.

“I can’t change what you saw. But I do doubt your father would have a stroke, considering…,” Eva trailed off. She did not want to tell her daughter about the numerous occasions she had suffered through upon finding out about her husband’s infidelities over the years. He had broken the vows of their marriage VERY early on. She had always kept so much hidden from Erin’s knowledge. She did not want her to see her father in the same light as she did. Even though the silly, dishonest bastard deserved it.

“What? Considering what, mom?! Considering that less than fifteen minutes ago, you were getting buggered by a BLACK man?! How could you MOM?! And…and kissing and letting Bridget do those awful things to your body! What’s happened to you?!” said Erin as she continued staring at her mother.

“First off! Why the hell are you sneaking around in our neighbor’s private residence? I don’t recall hearing a door chime, hon! What you saw was three adults having adult fun…plain and simple. I’m enjoying my body for the first time in my life, Erin. I allowed my marriage to make me a stranger to my OWN needs…putting myself second. That’s the old Eva, I’m the new Eva. All my life I’ve sacrificed my needs for the needs of others. My father, your father. Always second or last. Well, I’ve turned over a new leaf! Life is too damn short to be wasted on being taken for granted! Plus, I want to set a good example for you, Erin. I’ve always been the quiet suffering, demure housewife. That’s never going to be me again, hon. I’m a woman with needs and so my dear are you,” Eva said smoothly while looking directly into her daughter’s eyes.

Erin’s mouth stood open as her mother finished. Her brain flashed back to one year ago when her mother had barely had enough courage to second-guess her father. Now, she was a completely different woman!

“Mom…what the fu-…I mean…what’s happ-…I don’t know where to…,” Erin said haltingly.

“Erin, I know that you are not a virgin,” Eva said suddenly.

Erin’s face immediately became crimson red. She could not hide the feeling of a ‘deer caught in the headlights’ that came over her. How long had her mother known?!

“Don’t worry, honey. I’m not mad or disappointed. I’m kind of surprised that you didn’t let me know. I could tell by the way you began to walk that you were sexually active. A mother always knows,” Eva said as she smiled at Erin to reassure her that she was not upset in any way.

“So, can we cut the act? I know that you know what sex is and how it feels. Can we cut the ‘I’m shocked that my mother would have sex with an attractive man’ thing? I want us to be like we were before your father moved out,” Eva said.

A tear trickled from Erin’s eye at the memory of how things had once been in their family. Mom was right. Ever since dad (Larry) had moved out, she had begun to emotionally distance and physically isolate herself from her mother. Her mother had been lonely. No wonder she succumbed to charms of their neighbor!

“I agree mom. I’m sorry for acting like a damn fool for the last few months. I don’t know what’s gotten into me. And I’m so sorry for embarrassing you like that tonight, Mom! I should have never climbed those st-,” Erin began before Eva began to speak.

“Honey…honey. Don’t worry about that. No one was embarrassed. We were all worried about you,” Eva said as she stood up from her chair, wincing noticeably.

Erin smiled to herself as she realized her mother was groaning and grimacing because of the pounding her asshole had just taken from their mammoth-dicked neighbor. God, how had she taken that entire dick?!

Eva came over to Erin and wiped her fingers across her wet cheeks, wiping her tears away. She then hugged her daughter to her bosom.

“Erin, I want you to know that I am in no way in any harm. I am enjoying myself. Don’t you think it’s about time?” Eva asked.

“Yeah, mom. You deserve to be happy. I don’t have the right to judge you. I know you’ve made a lot of sacrifices for me,” Erin said as she looked up at her mother.

“I love you, honey” Eva said.

“I love you, too, mom,” Erin said as she thought of Tyree’s dick plowing through her mother’s backside. Did all Black guys have dicks that big?

Chap. 3

Erin got up the next morning and showered. She had dreamed about the scene she had witnessed the previous evening. Her mind could think of nothing else! She had gone into her mother’s room to borrow a hairpin when she saw that her mother was still sleeping. The cover had come down around her nude mother’s sleeping form. Her mother slept on her stomach. Erin walked towards the bed to adjust the sheet back up around her mother’s body. She noticed her mother’s STILL gaping and red asshole. “Damn, what a dick!” Erin thought as she pulled the sheet up.

In school that day, Erin had on a pair of tight jeans that accentuated her round, heart-shaped ass to perfection. She had a low round ass, sorta like J-Lo’s. She wore a loose fitting camisole-like blouse to top it off. It did nothing to hide the sway of her 36C’s. As she walked out of class and down the stairs to her locker, she passed a group of young, Black students leaning on the railings of the steps. They were talking and cracking jokes as she passed by. As she swung her curvy thighs from side to side, she heard: “Damn that white girl got body like a sista, yo!”

A chorus of approval was the response from the other boys. Erin continued on her way acting as if she had not heard the young man’s remark. Secretly, she knew that she turned Black guys on. Black men had started complimenting her over the last year or so. At first, she didn’t know what to make of it. She had been offended that ‘THEY’ were making comments about HER! But after hearing their repeated comments about her ass being like a Black woman’s, she began to comprehend their meaning. Black women were voluptuous is a goddess-like way. No other nationality of women could match up to a thick-thighed, river-hipped sista. She knew this instinctually from having attended school with Blacks for four years.

Erin’s body was bootylicious and she knew it! Exquisite, full breasts, which were, capped off with ever-erect pink nipples…flat stomach…full, rounded hips…nice, onion-like ass and supple yet thick thighs. She could give any stripper a run for their money. Her body exuded sexuality in a major way. The male teachers in school had a private ogling club dedicated to her sensuous face and body. Many of them flirted with the daydream that they would be able to get a piece of what had to be the tightest, unspoiled pussy in the hemisphere and get away with it.

As Erin sauntered over towards her locker, she wondered if Tyree found her body sexy. She had been sitting in class all morning long thinking about the sight of Tyree’s dick plowing through her mother’s stretched ass lips, again and again. She remembered the look on her mother’s face when he hit bottomed out in her ass. She could still her mother’s screams of passion as Tyree pounded her ass and Bridget ate her pussy from underneath. What that must have felt like, Erin thought to herself. Her pussy seemed to clinch everytime the image of them fucking came to her mind.

Erin closed her locker and turned around. Standing directly in front of her was a smiling Tyree! How long had he been standing there staring at her ass? Oh well, if he had been, she hoped he had gotten a good, long look! “What the hell is happening to me?” she thought before saying…

“Hello…Mr. Tyree,” Erin said nervously.

“Please, you know we’re neighbors. Call me Tyree, okay? How are you doing this afternoon?” he asked.

“Fine. I was heading to class right now. Some speaker is coming to talk to the class or something. Hey, what are you doing here?” Erin asked.

“I’m the speaker! Your principal is an old friend of mine and asked if I would come and speak to you guys about a couple of things,” Tyree said as he continued to look into Erin’s eyes.

“Oh…cool! Would you like to walk me to class, Tyree,” Erin said dramatically as she smiled at him.

“Yeah, I would,” Tyree said.

As they walked down the hallway, Tyree could help to notice the fullness of Erin’s ass. Her breasts swayed to and fro as she carried her books in the crook of her arm. He could make out the indentations of her nipples through her halter-top. She was a senior. In fact, she was already eighteen years old and due to graduate in a month or two. She was ripe! He had to careful. No reason to bring a rape charge on a brotha. She was after all, the daughter of the woman he was fucking into submission every other night. He knew her pussy had to be twice as tight and wet as her mother’s, though. He wondered what thoughts were going through her mind as she walked next to the man she had caught fucking her mother the night before!

Erin’s pussy fluttered as she became very wet walking next to Tyree. He was giving off some very powerful vibes. He exuded a commanding presence and it was affecting Erin! Her nipples were protruding through her bra and top. She knew he noticed because she had caught him gazing at her nipples, at least twice.

When they reached the classroom, Mr. Washington, her guidance counselor introduced Tyree as a friend of his who was there to speak with them about the importance of education. Mr. Washington also noticed the erect nipples of Erin. He took a quick seat behind his desk to hide his almost instantaneous erection. “Chalk one up for the club,” he thought happily.

Tyree walked in and introduced himself to the class. As he looked around, he remembered sitting in a high school classroom just like this one. Young, Black, and gifted…and confused. He remembered how it seemed that everyone he knew had post-high school plans except him. He had the ability to succeed in college, but his parent’s funds were on empty. He had never taken a liking to the streets but what other choices were there?

Tyree started talking about his past. He had been through a lot and still had made it to college. Tyree stressed believing in yourself, discipline, and sacrifice as the cornerstones of effective goal attainment. He talked about racism and discrimination and how it had affected him and motivated him to find ways to limit its impact in your life. He talked about drugs and the toll it takes on one’s life and family. He also talked about responsibility and relationships. After finishing to a rousing ovation from the class, Tyree had gone and shaken every student’s hand. The bell rung signaling the end of class and of the school day. Tyree walked out of the classroom with Mr. Washington. They headed off towards the parking lot.

Chap. 4

As Erin came out of school, her mind was flooded with thoughts about Tyree. She had not known that he was so intelligent, well spoken, and worldly…yet very down to earth and honest. Watching him talk and gesture, Erin could not help think of the body that lie beneath his well-tailored suit. She had repeatedly found herself staring at the bulge of his pants as he talked. The size of his dick was imprinted on her eyes and mind from memory. She knew she had viewed something that was rare. As she turned the corner to begin her five block walk home, she heard a car beeping. She turned around and saw that it was Tyree, driving his black, 420 SEL Mercedes Benz.

“Need a ride?” he asked as he slowed and guided his car along the curb.

“Yeah, why not?” Erin replied as she hopped off the curb and opened the door to his car. She hoped that he didn’t notice how nervous yet excited she was.

As she closed the door, Tyree pulled away from the curb. They came to a stoplight. Erin could feel Tyree’s gaze upon her shapely legs.

“I hope that you don’t think ill of me after last night, Erin. You weren’t supposed to see that,” Tyree said.

“I already talked to my mom about it. It’s cool. You guys are adults and I’m not,” Erin said.

“Technically, from what your mother has told me, you are an adult. And as an adult, you should know and understand that sex is pleasurable when it’s consensual. Nothing that happened last night was forced. Everyone got what they wanted and everyone was satisfied,” Tyree said as he turned to look into Erin’s eyes. He held her eyes for a moment. He wondered if she knew what he was getting at.

Erin saw the teasing look in Tyree’s eyes. She recognized it because she was giving him the same look. She crossed her legs, sexily. Her pussy was starting to pulse slightly. It was a good thing she had on jeans or her wet spot would be visible to him. She could not remember her loins ever reacting this intensely. Her pussy had been wet for over an hour now!

Tyree pulled off from the light and noticed that every time his tires hit a rough spot in the road, Erin’s bountiful titties bounced and warbled ever so lightly. He could plainly see her pencil eraser sized nipples through her blouse and bra. It was a sight to see! Plus, babygirl had thighs! The curve of her hips and legs was breathtaking. “This young girl got body out of this world!” he thought to himself.

“You’re right. I guess I did bring this out in you. I’ll let you finish up.”

“I’m not in the mood any more.”

She stood and looked at her for a moment, then walked out of the room and smiled. She went into her own bedroom, locked the door and stripped for a long session.

“Bill this is Andre, I was just talking to your lovely wife down by the pool and decided to give you a call.”

“Yeah, how can I help you Andre.” I asked, a little upset that he was talking to Susan again and a little puzzled why he would call me.

“I was talking to Brenda, you remember her from the party. Latin girl pretty drunk. Anyway she was telling me what happened the other day in the apartment and.”

“Hold it, hold it, Andre is Susan there.”

“No Bill I wouldn’t bring that up in front of Susan. No she’s down by the pool, I’m in the apartment making us some Margaritas. Anyway Brenda told me what happened and I take it by your response that Susan doesn’t know about your little tryst with Brenda. Didn’t tell her about watching James and Amy doing the deed either I bet.”

“Where are you going with this Andre.” The man’s tone was condescending almost like he was laughing at me.”

“Nowhere buddy, just that you like to watch according to Brenda, even if your a little quick on the draw, and well I was wondering if you’d like to see your wife, say having sex with me. Cause if that thought appeals to you then I’m your man.”

“What the fuck are you talking about man, first, I don’t like your tone, second, I know Susan and she would never let a guy like you near her.”

“Listen Billy, don’t be talking to me like that or the next time I see you will be the last time I see you. I take threats real serious, so don’t be talking shit.” Andre’s voice was calm, but menacing.

“Look I’m just asking if you would like to watch me with your wife, you obviously liked watching the other day. I heard a lot of white dudes get into that sort of thing. As for Susan, hell man she’s got curious written all over her face, since the first time we met. Now I don’t want to say anything to her about Brenda, so like I said, just calm down.”

With no way to get a hold of Susan, I needed time to think things through. I didn’t know how Susan would react if she found out about Brenda, but I was sure it would be very, very serious.

“Andre I apologize, just don’t say anything about what happened.” Man I hated having to say that to Andre, but he had me over a barrel.

“That’s better Billy, Now Brenda is down there with Susan and she knows she’s not to say anything, so don’t worry. One more thing man, I’m not a bad guy, hell I’ll keep your secret, I just thought you wanted to have some fun, you know a repeat performance like the other day only with me and the wife. But like you said, she would never let me near her, so you got nothing to worry about right.

“Yeah I guess so.”

“Good so we understand each other, then let me ask you this, your not going to mind me dancing with her tonight at the club are you.”

“Dancing no I don’t mind, but we might not be able to go tonight.”

“Now I thought we had an understanding Billy.”

“What do you mean by that Andre.”

“Your wife said you two were going, see this is what I mean, no mutual trust. What are you afraid of man that the wife might like something different.”

“Alright we’ll go but I can’t stay late.”

The phone clicked and I knew Andre had hung up on me. I cleared my desk and took off for home early. When I got home, I went by the pool first but no one was there, so I went back to the apartment. Entering I heard the shower running. I started getting out of my suit, when Susan came out in her towel. The last few days in the sun had left her with a dark golden tan. her white tan lines were very prominent and sexy.

“What a nice surprise, your home early.”

Susan was using the towel to dry off and had lifted a foot on to the bed as she padded her leg with the towel. I had an unobstructed view of her neatly trimmed patch and her prominent vulva. Susan’s dark nipples chilled by the air condition were thick and dark, contrasting against her tan lines. I felt myself getting excited just watching her dry off. I still hadn’t decided what to do, but I knew at that moment I couldn’t tell Susan what had happened.

“So cat got your tongue Billy.”

“No just day dreaming is all.”

“We’re still on for tonight right, it’s been so long since we went dancing, I’m looking forward to it a lot. I saw Andre by the pool again, talk about a good job, nightclub at night, pool by day. That girl from the other day, Brenda was here too, strange but nice.”

“Yeah I guess, what time did you want to go?”

“I guess about nine if that’s okay, you know that girl Brenda. I thought she was Andre’s girlfriend at first, but it turns out she bartends at the club. Evidently she goes out with one of Andre’s friends. Talk about sex crazy, all she wanted to talk about was how good her black boyfriend is in bed. God I couldn’t get her to change the subject.”

The last thing I wanted to talk about with Susan was Brenda or Andre. The topic making me nervous. Susan dropped the towel on the bed and walked over to me, so that she was standing very close, the scent of her shampoo, clean, tropical, filling my head.

“All that talk with Brenda made me a little horny Billy. You know she’s there telling me that her boyfriends cock is this big.” Susan using her hands indicated Brenda’s boyfriend had a cock that was a good ten inches long. “According to Brenda he know how to use it too.”

“Dam you girls sure got graphic.”

“Like I said, that’s all she wanted to talk about, and it made me horny, so could I interest you in some afternoon delight.” Susan slipped her hand in my jockey’s and smiled.

“See you like my dick, even though it’s not big and black.” I was always surprised at how fast Susan could make me hard.

“Well it might not be big and black, but it’s all mine, right.” Susan pulled my hard dick out of my underwear. I wasn’t sure if that was a complement, but Susan was through talking.

Susan and I entered the club around nine-thirty, the band was warming up and there were already a few couples dancing. The first thing I noticed was that all the male employee’s were black. there were several black women waiting on tables, but most of the women employees were white. Then I realized the same was true for the customers. Most of the men were black. Brenda spotted us first and called us to the bar.

“Susan glad you could make it and this is Billy right.” Brenda extended her hand.

Brenda told us it was early and that in an hour the place would be so crowded we would be unable to walk in the place. Brenda made us a couple of Martini’s and we sipped them while we people watched. Business did pick up rather quickly and by the time we finished our first round, people were two deep at the bar. The crowd with the exception of a few white women was predominately black. Brenda brought us another round and pointed at Andre on the stage talking to a guy in dreadlocks.

“Andre said this round is on him and that he will be right down.” Brenda said placing two drinks before us. I wasn’t to thrilled, but what could I do.

“Hey glad you could make it, what do you think of the place.”

“Nice,” I lied.

“Andre the band is really good, you were right. I love this kind of music,”Susan answered with enthusiasm. Susan always did like to dance, which unfortunately was never my bag, nor was the urban shit the band was playing.

“Good I’m glad you like them, lets dance, I’m sure Billy won’t mind,” Andre said with out a glance in my direction. Susan who was sipping her drink looked in my direction for approval. I contemplated hitting Andre with my glass, but thought better of the idea. Shrugging my shoulders, I let Susan know it was her choice. Susan finished off her second drink and set the glass on the bar as she stepped off the stool.

Funny I really hadn’t noticed how Susan was dressed until right then. Black slacks which set off her legs and ass perfectly, heels, and a silk cream colored blouse, unbuttoned just enough show a hint of cleavage. Conservative but very sexy. Through the smoked colored mirror behind the bar I watched Susan and Andre disappear into the crowd on the dance floor. Turning in my chair I watched the crowd of dancers. Occasionally I would see Andre and Susan dancing. Susan was having fun.

Sitting there by myself, I had time to contemplate the situation. I realized that while I truly despised Andre as a person, I wasn’t completely repulsed by the idea of another man seducing my wife. Maybe it was the liquor but I found this whole game that Andre was playing exciting to an alarming degree. Every time I wondered if he was right about being able to seduce Susan I would picture Susan riding a big black cock like the blonde from Andre’s apartment. Inevitably this led to a hard on, just like the one I was getting watching Andre dance with Susan.

Susan came back to the bar with a big smile on her face and took the stool next to me. Brenda had brought us another fresh round of drinks, I was now one drink up as I started my fourth drink. Glancing over at Susan I noticed the button on her blouse had come undone. Susan’s tanned breast’s seemed to spill out of the contrasting white laced bra she was wearing. I wondered if the unbuttoning was an accident or something Susan had done.

“God that was fun, the music is great here, I wished you liked to dance Billy.”

“Hey I’d rather drink,” I shouted over the music trying to sound happy. I knew we were treading dangerous ground. The place was really crowded now as Andre squeezed himself between Susan and the next stool to her left. I wondered just how much of Andre and his horse cock was pressed up against my wife. Susan made no effort to move away, if anything she seemed to be leaning over to talk to him every chance she got. I wondered just how much of this was my fault.

I recalled several times over the past few years, instances were I had encouraged Susan to show a little more skin, wear a sexy swim suit, unbutton a button, dance with a guy, even lead that guy on. I told Susan it turned me. Now Susan seemed to be doing those very same things on her own, so how could I be angry with her now.

Andre leaned over and whispered something in Susan’s ear and in response she laughed. Susan then slid off the stool, her body pressing up against Andre as they made there way to the dance floor. They were gone long enough for me to down another drink. Brenda was making them pretty strong and I knew I was at my limit. When Andre and Susan returned I told Susan it was getting late and that we needed to get going. Susan was clearly disappointed, but started to gather her things without objection.

“You don’t have to leave yet do you.” This was Andre, with a bit of a warning for me laced into the question.

“Well buddy I have to work and if I have another drink I’ll feel like piss tomorrow.” The buddy was thrown in there with my own sarcasm attached.

“I tell you what, if you don’t mind I’ll drive Susan home later.”

I knew that was coming, so I put it on Susan. “That’s up to Susan,” I said, knowing she would refuse the lift from Andre, but Andre didn’t give her a chance.

“Good then it’s settled, Susan come on lets dance.” Taking Susan’s purse Andre shouted at Brenda to put it behind the bar.

“Wait, wait, you sure this is okay with you Billy,” Susan shouted over the music as Andre pulled her to the dance floor. I hesitated, then with another nudge she was gone. I remember walking out to the car, kicking myself for trying to force the issue. I had tried to show Andre that he had no chance with Susan, but the plan backfired.

“That worked real fucking good asshole,” I said to myself out loud. There I was trying to be the macho guy, and all it got me was my wife alone with the dude. I had no choice but to drive home and wait.

Three hours and a bottle of wine later, I heard keys in the front door. Between the drinks at the club and the wine I had had while waiting on Susan I was pretty drunk. I had purposely left all the lights out and was standing by our bedroom door which I left slightly cracked open. From my vantage point I could see the foyer and front door. The door opened and there was Susan fumbling with the keys. Andre was right behind her. Susan was swaying a bit and I could tell she was pretty loaded. Andre had both hands on her waist as if to steady her.

“Shhhhh I don’t want to wake Billy, he has to work tomorrow,” Susan slurred, as she turned to face Andre. The two of them were silhouetted by the light from the parking lot. Andre towered over Susan a good foot. Without warning, Andre took Susan in his arm’s and kissed her. Susan arms were at her side, then came up to Andre’s arm’s as if fending him off. My dick stirred as I watched, Andre hands moving up and down Susan’s back and ass, his kiss lingering. In the low light I saw Susan’s hands grip Andre’s shoulder’s as if pulling him down, then she broke the kiss, her chest heaving against Andre’s.

“Andre I told you in the car, please, I can’t do this, besides Billy is right in there asleep.”

“How can you tell me that after what happened in the car Susan, how can you tease me then tell me no.” Andre closed the door and flipped on the small over head light in the foyer.

Tease him, now I wondered what had already the fuck happened. Susan glanced towards me and I ducked behind the door. Funny I wasn’t jealous, not a bit, probably because I didn’t consider Andre a threat. After all, I was a successful man, happily married to a wife who wanted to have my children.

“Andre I don’t know what came over me in the car, I’ve never done that before, I’m not trying to lead you on, I’m sorry.”

“Never done what before Susan, had a man cum in your mouth, or having a black man cum in your mouth. You told me no in the car and then the next thing I know your swallowing my cum like so much of a tease.” Andre was still holding Susan close, the slight grin on his face evidencing how much he was enjoying himself. I waited for a denial from Susan, but it didn’t come.

“I’m married Andre, is what I mean and yes like I told you, I’ve never been with a black man.”

“You liked it when I came in your mouth didn’t you. What did you tell me, you’ve never seen a cock that big, seen so much cum, you said that didn’t you.”

“Yes I couldn’t help it I was so excited.”

“You had an orgasm just sucking my cock didn’t you Susan. that’s what you told me. You didn’t make that up Susan, did you?.” Andre’s hands were cupping Susan’s ass pulling her into his cock. Leaning over he nibbled on Susan’s neck. I couldn’t believe it actually excited me to watch Susan lean her head over giving him easier access to her neck.

“Yes, yes,” Susan moaned, “I’ve never met anyone like you before, god I can’t believe I’m doing this,” my wife whispered as Andre’s hands moved up to cup her breast. Then they were kissing again and Susan’s hand dropped to the front of Andre’s pants as she fumbled with his belt. I couldn’t believe my eye’s, my wife was in lust over the guy right there in our apartment. Suddenly Susan broke the kiss and started walking towards our room.

“I need to check on Billy,” Susan whispered as she made her way to the bedroom. I literally lunged into the bed throwing the sheet over me and managed to bury my head in the pillow as the door opened.

“Billy, Billy honey, you awake.” I tried to control my breathing when I heard Andre speak in a fairly loud voice.

“It seems Billy boy did a little drinking when he got home. I don’t think he’s going to wake up, are you Billy.” There it was, my moment of truth, my chance, all I had to do was stir, get up, say something, instead I didn’t move a muscle. I heard the door close and waited for what seemed like an eternity before moving. No way I could risk opening the door so I walked out on to the balcony which the bedroom shared with the living room.

The sliding glass door was open and with the curtain partially open I could see Susan and Andre clearly. They were facing each other and Susan had her hands on Andre’s chest as if to ward him off.

“Andre this is crazy, my husband is in the next room, you really need to go. Please don’t make this any harder for me. What happened before, it can’t happen again.”

“Oh you mean how you teased me. Now your telling me that what happened in the car, didn’t mean anything to you. I can’t believe that.” Andre was slick alright, I had to admit that much. The way he turned things around, making Susan feel guilty. At the same time Andre stroked Susan’s waist his hands moving up her sides his thumbs brushing over her breast’s.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me, but really I can’t do this.” Susan never finished her sentence as Andre smothered her with another kiss. My dick was so hard it hurt. I watched Susan try to fend off the advances of the big black man. Susan broke the kiss trying to catch her breath like a person drowning. Turning, it appeared Susan was trying to walk away, but Andre’s powerful arms encircled her. One of his huge black hands grabbed a handful of her breast and began unbuttoning her blouse, the other went between her legs.

“Andre wait, oh god what are you doing to me.” Andre had once again leaned over covering her neck with kisses. Andre’s hot breath and busy hand’s were clearly overwhelming Susan’s obligations of fidelity. I watched, helpless, seduced by the erotic scene unfolding before me. Andre partially unbuttoned Susan’s blouse and with one swift practiced motion unclasped Susan’s bra. An audible sigh escaped Susan’s lips as Andre’s black hand roughly squeezed her full breast.

“Undo your pant’s Susan,”Andre commanded as he pinched Susan’s nipple again. I could no longer contain myself as my own hand slipped into my jockey shorts. Susan’s hand deftly unbuttoned her slacks as Andre wasting little time, slid his hand into her panties. Susan arched her back as Andre’s fingers found their way to her clit and began rubbing it. Susan no longer in control reached behind her and grabbed Andre’s cock.

“Do you want me to stop now, Susan or do you want to feel what it’s like to have a real man, a real cock, a black cock in that sweet pussy of yours. That’s what you want isn’t it?”

Susan with eye’s smoldering turned to face Andre, her hand’s unzipping and pulling his pants down, in answer to his question. Andre was busy with Susan’s cloths and in moments they were standing in my living room nude. Locked in a kiss with Susan, Andre had his back to me, her white hands were caressing his ass pulling him to her. Breaking the kiss. Andre led Susan to the couch and took a seat, his cock fully erect appeared large even from my vantage point. A good eight or nine inches long, Andre’s cock was really remarkable for it’s girth. Andre’s cock was not only longer than mine it was easily twice as thick. Pre-cum oozed from the massive cock head as he squeezed his cock in anticipation of fucking my wife.

“Come here baby, look what I have for you, look how hard you’ve got this big black cock,” Andre said stroking his shaft. “That white pussy of your’s looks so good, come here and squat down on this thing. Get over here my ho.”

I never talked like that with Susan, yet there was no mistaking the effect on her. Susan knelt down on the couch, straddling Andre’s cock and with her right hand guided the massive cock head into her slit. It was Susan who suddenly stopped and got off of Andre.

“Hey what’s up.” Susan went to the drawer of the end table and pulled out the remaining condoms from the other night.

“My god I was so excited I almost forgot, the last thing I need is to get pregnant” Susan purred.

“You mean your not on the pill or something.”

“No not right now,” Susan said kneeling down at Andre’s feet as she placed the condom on Andre’s cock. Susan labored to get the condom to slid over Andre cock head.

“Your so big I can’t believe it. Your cock is beautiful.”

“You keep saying that,” Andre said gloating, “after what I saw the other night, or should I say what little I saw I wondered why you married the guy. He dosen’t last to long either does he.”

“Andre your terrible. Please, I feel bad enough about this, don’t say things like that.” Susan looked up at Andre, the latex of the rubber stretched impossibly thin over the thick black cock. Reaching a little over half way down Andre’s cock the rubber made the difference in our cock sizes readily apparent. Certainly it was impossible for Susan not to notice.

“Get up here girl, I’m sorry, I truly am, but only for the fact you’ve never had a real man.”

At that moment I almost said something, but Andre pulled Susan to her feet and had her straddle his cock again. Then Susan slid Andre’s cock up and down her slit again as she pressed down with her full weight. Little by little Andre’s cock penetrated my wife’s pussy. My heart was pounding with the excitement of the moment. There I was, watching my wife fuck another man not more than fifteen feet away, on the very couch, that just a few nights before we had used.

“Your cock is so so big,” Susan said trying to catch her breath. “It feels so good. Oh my god I’m cuming already. Fuck your cock is so good. Andre make love to me.”

“Good, I’m glad you like it girl, you know your not going to be the same after this right.” Andre held Susan by the waist and was sliding her up and down his cock. With each thrust, more of his cock slid into my wife’s pussy. Susan’s cunt lips seemed stretched to their limit as she took the full thickness of Andre’s massive cock. Andre leaned forward and took Susan’s thick nipple into his mouth and biting down caused her to whimper with pleasure. Releasing her tit he turned his attention to her other breast leaving angry red welts on that breast as well.

“Oh my god, fuck me Andre, I never, oh god, fuck,” Susan cried, as she appeared to experience her second orgasm. Andre’s cock was only half way in with the base of the rubber still visible. Then Andre reached between their legs and began rubbing Susan’s clit.

“That’s it girl, now you know what it means to be black fucked don’t you. I bet you wish you could feel me cum in you, feel me shoot my load in you. Feel me make a baby in you.”

“Yessssss, oh jesus that feels soooo good Andre.” Susan was so loud now I realized she had thrown caution to the wind. Between the liquor and Andre, Susan was beyond rational behavior. Hell for that matter so was I, as I lost control and shot my sperm all over the porch.

Andre was not done though, bit by bit the black shaft penetrated the deepest reaches of Susan’s pussy. Places that I grudgingly had to admit to myself I had never touched in Susan’s womb. Susan had experienced several orgasms and it was then that I began feeling jealous. I knew my wife and in our many times together I had never seen her so excited. Susan was pumping up and down on Andre hard cock in a deliberate and slow paced manner. Sometimes she would bury Andre’s cock to the hilt and then grind her hips back and forth, as if to get more penetration. It was on one of these slow grinds that Andre announced he was going to cum.

“Now it’s my turn girl, oh I feel that, I’m going to cum baby, I’m going to fill you up,” I heard Andre exclaim. Andre arched his back and easily lifted his hips and Susan into the air. Susan stopped pumping and just continued grinding her cunt down on Andre’s engorged cock. Susan’s cunt enveloped the whole of Andre massive cock, the fit just perfect.

“Cum baby, oh Andre cum for me I want you to feel as good as you made me feel,” Susan wailed, her body covered in sweat from the effort she put into fucking Andre. Andre bucked several times, each time thrusting his cock as deep as possible into my wife’s pussy. Finally Andre stopped his thrusting and Susan collapsed on top of him, breathing very hard.

After what seemed like several minutes Andre spoke. “Susan you were incredible I’ve never cum like that before. Girl we were made for each other.”

“Jesus Andre what have I done, i’ve gone crazy.” I could tell Susan was on the verge of tears.

“Hey stop that, neither one of us could help this, it was meant to be Susan.”

“Andre you don’t understand, I’m sorry it’s just I have never been with someone like you. I shouldn’t have let this happen. Billy is right there, my god what if he walks in here. I’m sorry but maybe you should go. Susan made an effort to get up, but Andre held her firmly in place.

“Hold on girl I’m not done, You need to quit talking this guilt bull shit. You know no one’s ever pleased you like me and before the night is over you’re going to know it.” With one swift motion he picked Susan up and rolled her over onto her back, his cock still embedded in her pussy.

“I’m going to make you forget about all this guilt shit. When I’m done with you your going to forget about Billy boy.” Andre slowly started moving his hips back and forth. Andre and Susan were less than fifteen feet away from my vantage point, giving me a close up view of his cock’s penetration of Susan’s pussy’s.

“Andre god I don’t believe you, your hard again, so soon.”

“I told you Susan, you really excite me, god girl you’re driving me crazy. I can’t leave now.” What bull shit I thought, at the same time noting it’s effects on Susan. Susan had started to respond to Andre’s fucking by slowly spreading her legs more and more to assist Andre.

“But I told you, Billy, oh dam that feels so good, you make me so wet.” Susan’s comment drew my attention to Andre’s pistoning cock. Susan’s cunt lips still clung to Andre’s fat cock, but now Susan’s pussy seemed to be oozing cum with each thrust of Andre’s cock. At first I thought I was mistaken, but at one point Andre pulled his cock out till just the tip of his cock head was poised before my wife’s gaping slit. The rubber was gone.

Andre pulled his cock out again but this time he lifted his body off of Susan’s so he could admire his handy work. That’s when Susan noticed the condom was gone.

“Andre, Andre, the rubber is gone, oh jesus what happened.” Andre continued fucking Susan, only his pace seemed to quicken.

“I don’t know baby, those things always seem to come off me, that’s why your so wet, look at all my cum.”

Andre again lifted up and pulled his cock out, leaving just the tip embedded in Susan’s cunt. The black cock was shinny with milky strands of his thick cum. Susan’s cunt was gapping open, sperm oozing out. Susan in disbelief moved her hand between her legs, her fingers dipping into her wet slit.

“Andre I can’t believe this, god there’s so much sperm. I’ll get pregnant.” Andre pushed his cock back into Susan’s gaping slit.

“To late to worry about that now girl. Can’t make any diffrence now.Dam girl you are fine, you have some fine pussy here. I want this pussy for myself and this pussy is going to be mine now baby. So don’t worry about getting pregnant, don’t you worry about nothing.”

Andre’s cock seemed to slide in and out of Susan’s cunt effortlessly. Now that Susan was filled with his cum, she no longer seemed to care what happened. Andre still held himself up so that Susan could watch his cock plowing into her fertile slit. Mesmerized, Susan seemed more excited now than ever that Andre was fucking her bare back. Perhaps his twisted logic made sense to Susan, after all there was little Susan could do now. My wife’s pussy was awash with the black man’s seed. Looking on, I realized the damage was done and another load of his potent cum would mean nothing, hell for all I knew Susan was already pregnant.

My dick which had turned hard, now seemed to go limp with the thought of Susan baring a black baby. I watched as Susan’s legs rose high in the air, allowing Andre to penetrate her fully. Andre’s big balls were making loud slapping noises against Susan’s cum soaked ass. Susan’s nails dug deep into Andre’s back as she was rocked with body numbing orgasm.

“Your cock is in so deep, it feels so good.”

“I’m getting close now, do you feel it girl, you feel it growing. I’m going to fill you up with my cum and you want me too, don’t you.”

“God yes, oh fuck me, fuck me Andre, cum baby, cum for me, cum hard, cum, cum, yes cum.” I couldn’t believe it my wife had thrown all caution to the wind. Susan acted as if she were in heat.

“Fuck woman here it comes, god dam you have one sweet pussy. This pussy belongs to me now,”Andre said matter of fact. I had been witnessing Susan experience orgasm after orgasm at the hands of this man and I couldn’t help but wonder if his statement weren’t true.

Andre’s ass muscles clinched as he drove his cock hard into Susan’s womb. Jet after jet of his hot cum flooded Susan’s pussy. Andre kept pumping hard, forcing his cum deeper into my wife’s womb.

“Oh god your cum is so hot, I feel you Andre, I feel you cuming in me. I’ve never felt anything like that, oh please cum, cum harder yes.”

Stroke after stroke the seduction continued. Andre came for what seemed like an eternity. I could only watch with a sinking feeling, knowing that Andre had been right. Susan had been an easy fuck for him. Dejected, I quickly returned to the bedroom knowing that Andre would soon be leaving. I was wrong and fifteen minutes later when I peered into the living room again, there was Susan on top of Andre again. I watched for sometime but after what seemed like an impossibly long time I tired and returned.

I could hear voices for a while, then the door closed and Susan came into the room. Susan walk into the bathroom and the shower came on. After what seemed like an eternity Susan finally came out, she quietly crawled into bed. Laying there, I could hardly sleep the rest of the night.

The next morning when I got up to go to work it was apparent that Susan hadn’t slept. Susan’s eye’s were swollen and red, it was obvious she’d been crying all night. When I asked her what was a matter she broke down and confessed everything. I tried to act as understanding as possible. The fact of the matter was I felt just as guilty for letting it happen. Of course Susan was surprised by my mild response to her infidelity and questioned me about my feelings.

“Billy I love you so much, I was so afraid you would leave me, I promise this will never happen again. I don’t know what came over me last night, but it won’t happen again. Can you still love me, after this. What will we do if I’m pregnant. You know how I feel about abortion, but if I’m pregnant I’ll do what has to be done. God I can’t believe I let him do that to me, I’m such a fool.”

“First we don’t know if your pregnant Susan and if you are, will cross that bridge when we come to it. Anyone can make a mistake Susan, I couldn’t bare to leave you, no matter what you’ve done.”

Susan came to me and sobbing put her arms around me, holding me tight. “God I’m so lucky to have you, your so understanding. I know I could never be that understanding or forgiving if the shoe were on the other foot.”

I felt a chill run through my body. Even though Susan, had fallen victim to Andre’s charm, I didn’t believe for a moment she would be as understanding about my indiscretion.

I left for work with the good feeling that Susan wouldn’t take Andre’s calls or see him. Susan was of course cool with that idea. Andre as expected did call and even went by the apartment several times, but each time Susan was either gone or refused to take his call. When the eight day had pasted, I felt the worst was behind us.

On the Wednesday before Labor Day, Dede, Susan’s friend, came into my office and closed the door behind her. I could tell something was wrong the moment she spoke.

“I just got off the phone with Susan, Billy. I don’t know how to tell you. You know that guy at the complex Andre,” I nodded yes, bracing for bad news. “Billy she gone off with him and she told me to tell you not to call her, that she doesn’t want to see or talk to you again.”

I sat there taking in the situation, trying to remain calm. “What exactly did she tell you Dede?”

“Not much Billy, only that she was going out of town with Andre and that she didn’t know when she would be back. I hate to say this, but I knew you were in for trouble.”

“Anything else, I mean, you sure she said she was going with Andre.” I picked up the phone and called home. My mind was racing with the things I would say to her.

“Billy she’s not home, she called from her cell.” the answering machine at home came on and I hung up. I tried Susan’s cell, it was turned off.

“Shit I can’t believe this, I have to talk to her.”

“She has jungle fever bad Billy, she doesn’t deserve you. The first time she told me about this guy I knew there would be trouble.” I didn’t think Dede knew about Brenda. I wasn’t sure what happened, all I figured was that Andre had somehow got that information to Susan and that’s why she was pissed. What puzzled me is that Susan had told Dede about fucking Andre.

“Jungle fever, it wasn’t like that Dede, that’s not it.”

“Don’t be naive Billy, she probably has been fucking him since you moved in.” Were Dede came up with that one was weird, I was sure the other night had been the first time.

“Jesus Dede what are you saying?”

“I’m saying she told me she wanted to fuck him the first time she laid eye’s on him. Remember the day at the pool, that was the first day she met him, you were there right. Well the next day she fucked him. You deserve a lot better than that, she’s a slut Billy.”

“Dede don’t say that, that can’t be right.” Dede walked over to were I was standing and took my hand. My mind reeled with this information, my wife had been fucking the guy the whole time. I knew Dede was wrong, that she wasn’t telling me the truth, but I was to anxious over Susan, to get to the bottom of Dede’s story. I couldn’t work anymore, so I went home that day and waited. I tried Susan’s cell about a thousand times, but no luck.

On Friday afternoon Dede walked into my office and told me she’d spoken with Susan. Susan told Dede they were staying near a place called Spanish Harbor. I never heard of the place so I turned to the computer and typed in Spanish Harbor.

“What else did she tell you Dede.”

“You don’t want to know Billy.”

“Yes I do, I need to know.”

“She said leaving you was for the best, Billy she told me she was late.”

“She could be wrong, she could get an abortion.”

“Billy I asked about protection. Susan’s not using any Billy, if you ask me, she’s fallen in love with him. You should face that possibility Billy. she’s fucking him and dosen’t care if he makes her pregnant. Even if she isn’t pregnant yet, billy she wants his child.”

“I need to talk to her Dede, I just need to talk to her.”

The drive to Key Largo takes a good hour and half when traffic is light, but traffic is never light in South Florida on a Friday afternoon. Spanish Harbor was located in the Keys, not really a place, as much as an area. Close to Summerland Key and Bahia Honda State Park I really didn’t know were I would begin my search. Three hours later and looking over at Dede I wondered if bringing her down was such a good idea. We still had a ways to go and I was tired.

Dede had insisted on joining me, telling me that she would keep me from doing something stupid. The stupid part was hard to disagree with, I was pissed. The other useful thing was that Susan might take Dede’s call and tell us were she was, so I agreed.

“Maybe we should get a room Billy, there may not be a hotel down there,” Dede said as she stretched, with her arms back it was difficult not to notice her full breast’s. Dede had her bare feet on the dash, her long tanned legs flexing. Dam here I was searching for my wife and her friend is distracting me. I tried to focus on the road, it was getting late and daylight was waning.

“There’s a place,” I said, pointing to one of those old cheap motels that seem to be vanishing from the Keys daily. Parking the car, Dede told me to wait, that she would get the rooms.

“Guess what Billy, only one room left, but it’s a king, it’s okay with me. Okay with you.”

I was drained and really didn’t care. We ordered pizza in and sipped a couple of cold one’s. I was asleep by eleven. The next morning I woke at the crack of dawn the the sound of the shower running in the tiny bathroom. The door to the bathroom was completely open and I had an unobstructed view of the shower. Suddenly the water was turned off and Dede pulled open the curtain. Dede stood there drying herself off for a moment, I couldn’t help but admire her body. Nice tits, great legs. During my marriage here had been a few occasions when I had felt Dede was flirting with me, but I had always thought it was harmless fun up till now. Dede moved up her body with the towel, then she looked up and and slowly closed the door.

“Oh my god I’m so embarrassed, I thought you were asleep Billy,” Dede shouted through the door

“It’s okay,” I yelled back, thinking thirty years and I don’t see shit, and now every time I turn around, naked people and sex. Great body, I said to myself, laying there, wondering if Dede intentionally left the door open. I smiled to myself, well if she wanted to get my attention, Dede had succeeded.

Late spring in the Key’s can bring hot weather, but a late season cold front had blown through during the night. The morning sky was gin clear, the air crisp with the smell of the tropical Atlantic.

Dede climbed into the car wearing a bikini top and short shorts. The top did little to hide the perfect store bought tit’s she was sporting. Nipples poking through the knitted material, left little to the imagination. Hell after what I had seen that morning I didn’t need my imagination.

“It’s such a nice day, can we put the top down Billy.” An S2000 is a small car, and I could smell her perfume real good. Putting the top down sounded like a good idea, maybe it would help take my mind off Dede or so I figured. This was turning out to be more of a vacation, than a search for my wife.

The drive down didn’t take long. The Key’s get pretty quite in late April. We had lunch and spent the day driving around Big Pine and Summerland Key. I knew Andre drove a black Hummer, with big wheels and tires. We actually spotted two of those trucks, but one was from out of state, the other belonged to a short white guy. Nothing turned up, and with no hotels around, we headed down to Key West.

That night we ended up getting a room in Key West. Dede suggested the same arrangements in order to save money. I wasn’t completely opposed to another morning show, so I said why the hell not.That night we went walking along Duval street. The bars were fairly subdued for a Saturday night, but most of the spring tourist were gone. The day had been frustrating to say the least. I figured it wouldn’t be that hard to find a black Hummer this time of year in Key West. Hell I figured spotting Andre and Susan walking around wouldn’t be that hard either, big black guy beautiful white girl, but by mid-night my feet were sore. I had to admit Dede had been a trooper. The two of us walked into every restaurant and bar along Duval, some of them twice, that night.

Late that Saturday night we gave up and took a seat in Captain Tony’s and proceeded to get hammered. I was frustrated and hurt. Sure I knew what happened with Brenda was wrong. I knew not fessing up to Susan and allowing Andre his way with her was wrong too. At the same time Susan hadn’t put up much resistance to Andre’s advances the night that I watched. Then there was Dede’s story, according to her, Susan had fucked Andre more than once. This didn’t jive with what I knew, but I knew of no reason why Dede would make something like that up.

Dede and I talked and drank till the wee hours. I really don’t remember walking home or for that matter what happened that night. In the morning I woke up staring at the ceiling, with a killer hangover and a faint recollection of wild sex.

“Your up, I took the liberty of ordering breakfast,” Dede said, as she wheeled a table next to the bed. “Here this will help with the headache.” Dede handed me an ice cold Bud and two Advil, then without so much as a howdy due she took off her robe and let it drop to the floor. The girl was nude and even as hung over as I felt, she looked dam good.

“Billy last night was so, so nice. Susan is an idiot. I know you don’t want to hear this, but after last night I’m glad she’s out of your life. Like I told you last night, I’ve had a crush on you for a long time.”

Susan out of my life, I wondered if that was true. Dede is Cuban and looked mighty good against those white sheets. I popped the two Advil and chugged half the beer. Dede took a short pull from her beer and set it down on the night table. Leaning over Dede drew back the sheet that covered me, took hold of my balls and began sucking on dick. Now that time with Brenda had caught me off guard, but even with a headache, a man having a morning beer will find a sun burnt Cuban girl that looks like Dede, flat irresistible. In moments my headache was gone. I came so hard that Dede made me forget our quest to find Susan.

Dede and I knocked off a couple more beers that morning and made love two more times. Athletic, she was a wonderful and caring lover. One thing for sure there’s something about making love to another woman that eases the pain of a broken heart. Dede had been telling me for days to forget about Susan, how Susan wasn’t worthy, and I was beginning to believe it.

About one in the afternoon Dede suggested we hit a small hotel called the Atlantic Shores. According to the local’s the place served killer Pena Collada’s by the pool( they float Meyer’s Rum on top, ) and clothing was optional.

When Dede and I arrived at the Atlantic it was hopping. Dede and I secured the last two lounge chairs by the pool, and ordered drinks. People watching seemed to be the thing to do. The crowd was a great mix of the uninhibited, gay straight, married and single. Dede never the shy one removed her top with my blessing. I was in the process of rubbing oil on Dede’s bare back when I saw Andre.

Andre was on the opposite side of the pool, facing a woman who’s back was to me. I did a double take, because I didn’t recognize the woman at first. the woman was extremely dark from the sun and was wearing a tiny thong bottom, no top. The twin orbs of the woman’s perfectly shaped ass contrasted perfectly against the white string of the thong. The woman’s hair was brown with blonde streaks, and plaited with beads woven in the hair. I really didn’t think it was Susan at first, though the ass looked familiar. Andre then turned to talk to another black guy and put his arm around the woman’s waste. Something was said and the woman appeared to laugh and in that instant I knew it was Susan. I stood up and started to make my way around the pool.

“Hey were are you going Billy.” I turned to Dede and pointed in Andre’s direction. Dede saw who I was pointing at and sat up. I continued walking toward Susan all the while weaving through the crowd. Turning the corner of the pool I saw her face. Susan was very dark and by all indications had spent the last five days catching lots of sun. I had never seen Susan look so good, I took a few more steps and she spotted me. Susan reached up and touched Andre’s arm and motioned towards me. Then leaving Andre she walked over towards me. Susan was topless, her breast’s were with out the once prominent tan lines, now they were dark and evenly tanned. As my eye’s trailed over her body I saw she had acquired nipple rings on each nipple. The heavy silver ring pierced her thick nipple’s and as she got closer I realized that connecting the ring was a round black onyx stone with the silver initial A on it.

“Billy what are you doing here, I don’t want to talk to you, so please don’t make a scene.”

“Susan I’m your husband,” I said, trying not to stare at her tits, “what do you want me to do. At least give me a chance to explain. Please just a minute, no more, I promise I won’t make a scene. Jesus what are those,” I said indicating her nipple rings.

Ignoring my question, Susan looked over her shoulder at Andre who was talking to his friends and then back at me.

“Okay Billy, tell me about Brenda.” so it was the Brenda thing, in a way I was relieved. At least she wasn’t in love with Andre, or so I thought.

“It was a one time thing, it happened so fast, I mean I know I should of told you. it was nothing though. What about you an Andre, I forgave you Susan.” I tried to act rational, but between the booze and everything going on around me I wasn’t explaining myself very well.

“What about all the times you called her. What about leaving me at the club to meet up with her. You pushed me to be with Andre, Billy. If you would have taken me home that night nothing would have happened.”

“Hold on who told you I called Brenda, Andre, he’s a fucking liar Susan. Susan he black mailed me into letting him take you home.”

“Billy don’t blame Andre, he never said one bad thing about you. It was Brenda who told me everything. She called the house last Wednesday morning. Brenda told me she was sorry, that she was drunk that day at the pool party when you cornered her in the bedroom. Afterwards she told me that she told you she didn’t want to go out with you because you were married. Jesus Billy, you told Brenda we had an open relationship, how could you Billy. Then that night at the club you left me there to go out with that waitress. Then you wonder why I went to bed with Andre. Billy we’re through.”

“Susan that’s all a lie. Look at me Susan, I’m your husband, I love you more than life. Your my soul mate, this is all wrong. None of what they told you is true. Think about it, Brenda works for Andre, then out of the clear blue sky she calls you to confess. That’s bull shit!” I could see the wheels turning in Susan’s mind, for the first time I felt she believed me. Then disaster struck, Dede walked up and put her hand on my shoulder, her bare tit’s pressed against my arm.

“Nice jewelry Susan, nipple rings huh, is that A short for black cock. Very classy where did you get that, Sack’s.” Susan didn’t blink an eye or raise her voice. Susan’s eye’s darkened as she gave Dede the once over.

“Have a nice life Billy, I can see from the company you keep your standards have dropped precipitously, oh and Billy I believe Brenda was a better choice.” Susan turned around and joined Andre and their friends. Glancing over his shoulder at me, Andre grinned and slipped his hand around Susan’s waist

“Who’s Brenda and what did that puta mean by that!” Dede was a little buzzed and that puta word turned a few heads. I took Dede by the arm and led her back to our seat. When we got back to our chairs I saw that Susan had slipped on her bikini top and a rap. Looking over at us, Susan gathered the rest of her things and walked out with Andre.

Needless to say things couldn’t have turned out worst, my trip to get my wife back had ended up a complete failure. Dede and I stayed through Labor Day and returned home Tuesday. Sure I was angry with Dede, but what had happened between Susan and I wasn’t her fault. To be honest I needed someone to comfort me and Dede was there.

On Wednesday I returned to work, got home late and sat in the living room with the lights out and a bottle of scotch. I had hoped that Susan and Andre would have returned from where ever they were staying, after a week. On Thursday I went to work with a hangover, wondering if I would ever have the chance to talk to Susan again. That evening I worked late and got home around seven.

The moment I walked into the apartment I knew Susan had been there. On the dinner table were divorce papers. I rushed into the bedroom and found Susan’s cloths and personal belongings gone. On the bed was a hand written note.

Billy,

The lawyer said if you sigh the papers the divorce can be final in a month. I don’t want anything extra, just what belongs to me. There is no point in arguing anymore, clearly if you had been sincere about wanting to get back together, you wouldn’t have fucked my friend. What were you thinking. I was a little surprised that my friend Dede was such a back stabber. Did she tell you how she encouraged me to go out with Andre. I can only imagine what she told you, you deserve each other. Susan

Looking over at Andre’s apartment, the curtains were shut and the lights were out. I grabbed the phone and called Susan’s cell, the announcement indicated it was no longer a working number. Sitting on the couch I read the note and the divorce papers over and over. The fact that Susan and I were splitting up just wouldn’t sink in.

Susan was staying with Andre, I knew this because her car was in the parking lot. It was a good ten days before I saw Susan again, it happened on a Saturday. I had gone into the office that morning and upon returning to the apartment changed into a swimsuit and decided to check out the pool. Andre was having one of his get together’s and Susan was there.

Susan still deeply tanned was wearing a white bikini, that was minuscule. Upon seeing me she said something to Andre and walked over to were I had taken a seat.

“Hello Billy, have you signed the papers.”

“No Susan I haven’t.” I tried not to stare at Susan tits but it was impossible. The material to the Bikini top was so thin, the outline of her nipples and the rings piercing them was prominently visible. Andre had marked Susan his for every one to see.

“Why not?”

“Why not, because I still love you Susan. This is a mistake Susan. Look you know this guy for how long. You met him lets see, not quite three weeks ago and now your living with him. You don’t even know him.”

“Billy don’t raise your voice or this conversation is over. I just thought it would be better to agree to a divorce, than pay lawyers. Billy we need to get this divorce concluded and quickly.”

“Jesus Susan didn’t you hear one word I just said.”

‘Billy what will it take for you to understand we are finished. I love Andre and he loves me. So sign the papers, please, the sooner the better.” I felt as if I’d been kicked in the stomach. Susan turned and walked away, leaving me standing there. I wanted to run up and punch Andre, but knew that would accomplish nothing, especially with his friends present. I gathered my towel and returned to the apartment.

About eight that night the party shifted to Andre’s apartment. There were several couples and they were watching some game. Around eleven o’clock the last couple left and I could see Susan cleaning up in the kitchen. I was sitting in my living room with the lights out, just watching. Andre walked out onto the balcony and stared in my direction for a few seconds. I guess he was trying to decide if I was watching. then he turned around walked to the couch and called Susan to come over. They were to far away for me to hear them, but I could see into there living room clearly.

They spoke for a while and then Susan glanced in my direction, Andre said something to her and she sat down on the couch next to him. Wanting to get a better view, I retrieved my camera and it’s 200mm lens. Taking the lens cap off, I walked to the bedroom window moved the curtain aside and peered through the lens at the two lovers. With the camera lens it was like being in the room them. Susan had removed her t-shirt and was in the process of taking off her bikini top. Then Susan stood up and kicked off the bottoms. Zooming in I could clearly see the thick nipple rings piercing my wife’s nipples. Andre had his shorts off and was stroking his black cock with his right hand. Susan then kneeled down on the couch and took Andre’s cock into her hands. With both hands clutching his cock Susan began licking Andre’s cock head. Susan would lick then suck on Andre’s cock her eye’s often focused on Andre’s face.

Right up until then I thought I would get Susan back. I guess it was the look in Susan’s eye’s that changed my mind. Susan had this look of complete dedication and devotion to Andre. There was Susan trying her best to please this man and she didn’t care if I watched. Hell, I figured the show was for my benefit. Another man might have run over to Andre’s and banged on the door or got a gun and shoot the son of a bitch. Me, I figured right then it was over so I might as well enjoy the show.

Susan licked and sucked on Andre’s cock for a few minute’s. Then Susan picked up a tube of something off the coffee table and smeared a jell all over Andre’s cock. Andre then stood up and with Susan on her hands and knees, positioned his cock over her tight anus.

I couldn’t believe it, Susan my conservative little wife into anal sex, but it was clear Andre had done this with her before. Andre slowly worked his stiff cock into my wife’s anus. Inch by inch Andre’s cock penetrated Susan’s ass with resistance. I couldn’t believe my eye’s. Andre pumped his cock in and out of Susan’s ass until he had all ten inches buried to the hilt. Then just before he came he pulled his cock out of her ass and buried it in Susan’s cunt. Andre bucked several times as he emptied his thick load of seed in Susan’s pussy.

For the first time in a while I wondered if Susan had taken any steps at birth control. I had to hand it to Andre his not so subtle message was clear, Susan’s pussy and ass belonged to him now. Looking back on that night it was kind of funny how I went from a broken hearted husband to a voyeur. I jerked off as if I were watching two strangers fucking. I guess I didn’t know Susan any more.

Over the next two weeks Andre and Susan put on several shows. I took pictures one night which I would look at from time to time on my computer. Living at the apartment became uncomfortable to say the least. I moved out three weeks later. The divorce became final a month after that.

Initially I had stopped seeing Dede after the trip to the keys Once I moved out of the apartment Dede and I started seeing each other on a regular bases. While I cared for Dede quite a bit, I thought about Susan often.

About four month’s later I saw Susan and Andre at the mall and she appeared pregnant. I don’t think she saw me and I didn’t approach her. Seeing Susan woke up a lot of old feelings that day. About a year later I ran into Susan at the grocery store. Susan looked fantastic, she was wearing tight faded jeans and a cropped shirt. Susan was pushing a carriage and I got my first glimpse of Andre’s son. The boy was very dark like his father. We chatted and she told me she and Andre had broken up. I don’t know why but I asked if I could see her again. Susan seemed skeptical, but agreed.

On our second date Susan asked me to stay over. Susan had changed quite a bit in the fifteen months we were apart. Physically she seemed harder more assertive. Susan spoke with more slang and her general accent definitely had a street quality to it.

Susan’s apartment was sparsely furnished, according to Susan, Andre was helping very little with child support. Susan and I kissed and then with very little foreplay she led me into the bedroom and started undressing. Susan still had the nipple rings with Andre’s initials.

“That A stand for Andre.”

“Yes, I’ve been meaning to change them, but Andre junior has kept me so busy. Plus I’m not working right now. Come here Billy it’s been so long.”

Susan stood before me in a black thong. I took her in my arms and kissed her trembling with lust, it had been a long time. Magically I felt my trousers fall to the ground, then my shorts were pulled down as Susan knelt before me. Susan gently took my dick in her hand and licked the head as she looked up.

“Like that.”

“Oh yeah,” I mumbled, as I closed my eye’s. I could feel Susan’s tongue licking at the slit of my cock head, the feeling like an electric charge coursing threw my body. Susan’s hand was wrapped around my dick as she nibbled on the head.

“Do you want to cum in my mouth,” Susan said as my dick pulsed in her hand. The question caught me off guard, mostly because Susan never asked me something like that before. When I didn’t respond right away she went back to stroking my penis as she sucked on the head. Watching Susan suck my dick really excited me. The way she stroked my dick and sucked on my cock head felt so good that I was on the verge of coming. Susan sensing the nearness of my orgasm stopped and smiling up at me said, “I forgot how easy it is to excite you, your ready to cum aren’t you?’

“Oh yeah,” I responded feeling the cum boiling in my balls. The next thing I knew Susan returned to sucking and I exploded in her mouth. Susan stroked my penis rapidly milking me completely. Then smiling up at me dabbed a drop of cum from the corner of her mouth and licked it off her finger. Standing up, Susan wrapped her arms around me and gave me a deep tongue kiss. My dick deflated started to thicken, Then Susan took me by the hand and pulled me into bed.

I removed her panties and then with a nudge from Susan moved down between her legs. Susan’s cunt was shaved completely. When we were married Susan had always maintained a small trimmed patch, that had changed. The other thing I noticed immediately was the another ring like those on her nipple’s which pierced her clitoral hood. A small but prominent silver A on a black onyx bead. It seemed like everything about Susan had changed so much in such a short time. Susan took my head in her hands and guided my mouth to her cunt.

“Oh that’s it Billy lick my cunt baby, that’s right. Now take the ring in your mouth and pull on it. Gently, gently, oh that’s good, I like that. Oh your making me wet Billy. Now take your fingers and fuck my pussy with your hand Billy. Keep sucking on my clit, oh Billy that’s good. Now put in another finger, deeper Billy.” I was completely and totally in love, in an instant all the old feelings washed over me as I ate Susan’s pussy.

Finally unable to contain myself, I moved up Susan’s body and mounted her. Susan’s pussy was wet and felt so wonderful. My body trembled with desire as I piston in and out of her. Susan was bucking back hard and fast.

“Oh god I need this so bad, it’s been so long Billy, fuck me, fuck me Billy, deeper, fuck me deeper, harder Billy I’m getting close.” Susan moved her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit hard. “Fuck Billy, fuck me with your cock, harder, harder, cum now, let me feel your cum.”

I shot my sperm into Susan, as I came harder than any other time in my life. My body convulsed with the intensity of the orgasm. Exhausted I cuddled and kissed Susan for a while, then Susan went down on me again. When I was good and hard Susan took out a tube of KY jell and smeared it on my dick. Three times was like a record for me, but Susan seemed insatiable.

“Do my ass Billy, I really love that,” Susan said as she turned over on her stomach and offered me her ass. That night was the first time I ever participated in anal sex. Susan’s anus felt tighter than her pussy, but I had no problem burying my dick to the hilt in her ass. As I fucked Susan, the image of Andre doing the same thing kept flashing in my minds eye. The experience was new and very exciting and I didn’t last long before I came again. This time I sensed a little disappointment in Susan, but not because of anything she said, it was more in the way she got up when we finshed and disappeared into the bathroom without a word. I wondered if Susan acted like this when Andre fucked her, in the back of my mind I knew the answer.

I began seeing Susan everyday after that second date. I avoided Dede for the first week, by not going to work or taking her calls. That plan ended when Dede cornered me that first day back on the job.

“Your seeing Susan again.”

“Yes,” I answered, “We’re getting back together Dede, I’m sorry.”

“Your sorry, Billy how can you be so stupid, your going to give me up for that slut. Me, did you forget I was there when you needed some one, your sorry, I can’t believe this, for that puta.”

“Dede please don’t call her that, it’s not like that at all. You know you weren’t exactly honest with me at first either. Look I’m sorry I’ve hurt you. That’s all I can say.”