Joe Tate considered himself one of the luckiest men alive.
He was a millionaire at the age of 30. Tall, good looking, with a boyish charm and a wow with the ladies. He lived in his boyhood home, Home Farm estate near the Yorkshire village of Emmerdale.
He felt doubly lucky this particular morning as he awoke with his fiancé Debbie Dingle laying beside him in their king size bed.
It had been love at first sight with Debbie, though the relationship had had some very turbulent times, including acrimonious break ups, she had finally given into his persistence and agreed to marry him.
The slept in the nude. Joe, gently lifted the light duvet and gazed at Debbie's breasts. Though she had two children, her body was still very desirable and he just loved all aspects it.
They had made love the previous evening, long, slow and very pleasing sex. Joe was off to Manchester for a business meeting and would be gone overnight, so he wanted a quickie with Debbie, before his first meeting of the day.
He leaned over a gently kissed her. Debbie stirred and slowly woke. The smile she gave Joe was heartwarming and sincere, god he loved this woman.
Joe lay on top of Debbie and they began to kiss, no words were necessary, they both knew the others bodies and the response was completely in tune.
He entered her and began a slow and steady rhythm. Joe felt Debbie approaching her climax and with immaculate timing he deposited his sperm deep inside her.
They lay in each other's arms for a while before climbing out of bed and into the walk in shower in the large en-suite bathroom.
They soaped each other bodies and a as Debbie's hand rubbed the suds on his penis, the organ filled with blood and he became erect almost at once.
"Joe Tate, don't you ever tire of sex? Just look at this, it's only ten minutes since you came, and you're ready again" she said, with a smile.
He replied, "sorry babe, but you have that effect on me."
She dropped to her knees and said, "better do something about it then," and took him in her mouth.
Debbie had always loved giving blow jobs, but with Joe it was something different, this was someone she really loved and to give him the ultimate loving was a pleasure for her.
Her skilful mouth, lips and tongue played with the engorged organ and Joe was transported to another place as the love of his life caused him to produce another load of his sticky white cum, this time into his lovers mouth.
Debbie, still on her knees, stuck out her tongue to show Joe the cum in her mouth, then swallowed the whole deposit.
Joe lifted her up and with her legs wrapped around him, carried her back to the bedroom, the two of them exchanging kisses as he walked.
They dressed and went down for breakfast.
Despite his love for Debbie, Joe was a red blooded man and when sex was offered, as it often was for a good looking millionaire, he found it hard to resist.
His latest indiscretion involving his PA Priya Kocheta and a would be business associate in a very intense threesome.
Priya he rewarded with a raise, the American lady was promised the contract, but he reneged and gave it to another company. She left only with some great memories of some incredible lesbian sex with the beautiful Indian girl.
Joe was determined to try to stay faithful to Debbie, and resolved to turn down the next sexual advance he received, no matter how gorgeous or sexy the lady might be.
As he climbed into his Bentley for the trip to Manchester, he waved goodbye to Debbie and wanted to get out, rip off her panties and quite literally, fuck her brains out.
Meanwhile in Weatherfield, a district of Manchester, Angie Appleton was looking forward to her first client visit since joining a large firm of Charted Accountants in Manchester.
Angie was tall, black and very beautiful.
Born in Manchester she had emigrated to South Africa with her husband Jude. Their son George was born there and it was where Angie had qualified as an accountant.
She was reluctant to return to Britain when Jude found his birth mother, but did so out of love for her husband, a love that had gradually grown sour, in no small part to the interference of his mother Mary.
The marriage was all but over and Angie at 32, was ready to move on to new opportunities in both her work and personal life.
She had settled in well at the new company, and when one of the senior partners asked if she would like to sit in on a client meeting with a millionaire businessman, she jumped at the chance.
The meeting was to be held in the businessman's hotel in the city centre. Angie wanted to make an impression with both the client and her boss, so she took herself off to the Trafford Centre and splashed more cash than she could really afford, on a new outfit and some really glamorous and downright sexy lingerie.
She climbed out of the bed she still shared with Jude. Sex had been out of the question for months now. While a part of her still loved him, she didn't want to give him false hope, so any advances, as much as she needed a physical release, were not on the agenda.
She removed her really unsexy pyjamas and after a shower dressed for the meeting.
Angie had shaved her pubic hair to a narrow strip, her pussy lips, pronounced and very black.
Very minuscule red panties barely covered her genital region, were first. Then the matching bra, her breasts were firm and very sensitive, she was proud of the way they had regained their previous texture, so soon after giving birth to George.
She had decided on hold up stockings, instead of suspenders and stockings, she hated pantyhose.
A business suit in cream, highlighting the blackness of her skin, cream stilettos completed the outfit .
She looked and felt stunning.
"I wonder what he's like?" She said to herself, as she climbed into the taxi, taking her to the meeting. She was visualising a short, fat, bald man, 50ish , with a roving eye, and hands to match.
Oh boy was she wrong.
The client was a real hunk, tall, good looking and most of all, so fuckable, thought Angie as she shook hands with Joe Tate.
"Pleased to meet you Mrs Appleton," said Joe
Angie responded with, "Pleased to meet you too, Mr Tate," his hand holding onto hers a little longer than was necessary, which sent a small tingle through the touch.
The meeting was to discuss the possibility of Joe's company investing in a big city centre development and the figures being discussed were well into many millions.
Joe had noticed the striking black woman in the foyer, and was delighted when she was part of the accountants party. Though he was trying to stay faithful to Debbie, his strength of will was being tried to its limit.
