"Zandria Titus Whyte, this is the cure for the Down Low Brother Syndrome," said Dr. Theodore Morrison as he showed her around the vast hall. Located in downtown Hartford, Connecticut, Maison Noir had long been a staple of African American life in New England. When black men and black women from places like Massachusetts, Rhode Island, New Hampshire and Connecticut organized for racial equality and social justice, they gathered at the historic mansion.
Maison Noir was built in downtown Hartford, Connecticut, by Jean-Louis Philemon, a Haitian-born entrepreneur who left the island of Haiti and moved to the United States of America in the summer of 1897. Black folks from all over New England gathered there to discuss business, and politics. They plotted against Jim Crow Laws and organized Civil Rights protests there. In the twenty-first century, Maison Noir is considered sacred ground by African Americans. Well, clearly the place had other uses...
Schoolteacher Zandria Titus Whyte stood next to her husband Darnell Whyte, and marveled at the scenarios unfolding before the two of them. When Dr. Theodore Morrison invited the two of them to a couples retreat, they thought it was another last ditch effort to save their ailing marriage. They did not expect to walk into a full-on orgy, that's for damn sure. There were men and women around, engaged in sexual congress, and all of them were black. This was eerie and most unexpected, to be sure...
"Oh my," said Zandria, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, long-haired and dark-skinned African American schoolteacher, wife and mother looked at her hubby Darnell, then shook her head. Right in front of them, a burly black man who looked like a professional athlete was eating a black woman's pussy while another black man fucked him up the ass. Nearby, a chubby black woman fucked a skinny black man with a strap-on dildo. This was the kind of stuff Zandria imagined freaky white folks did, not black people...
"I am amazed," Darnell said, and the tall, lean and athletic preacher, recently outed as bisexual when he got caught in a hotel with a male escort, quietly whistled. Darnell was stunned by what he was beholding. He looked at his wife Zandria and at Dr. Theodore Morrison, their marriage counselor. What the fuck was going on here?
Darnell Whyte, born in the environs of Bradford, New Hampshire, to a Jamaican immigrant father, Arthur Whyte, and a Peruvian mother, Monica Gonzales. Educated at Northeastern University in the City of Boston, Darnell Whyte became a successful businessman before he had a spiritual awakening and decided to become a preacher. He had his fun with women and men long before he married his beloved Zandria, but he had no idea that there were establishments like this one. Even a switch-hitter like Darnell had his limits...
When Darnell Whyte got exposed as a bisexual man, his wife Zandria Titus Whyte threatened divorce, lest he change his ways. Desperate to hang onto his life and marriage, Darnell sought out Dr. Theodore Morrison, a noted psychiatrist who'd authored the best-selling book "Black Male Sexualities" and been on CNN, Oprah and even Fox News. If anyone could help Zandria and Darnell out, it was Dr. Theodore Morrison. The man was something of a miracle worker...
"My friends, my wife Eloise and I made this place for the benefit of bisexual black men and their wives and girlfriends, a place where the taboo can be explored safely, without fear or hate, and without lies," Dr. Theodore Morrison said firmly. The tall, dark-skinned, Harvard-educated psychiatrist and marriage counselor stroked his silvery goatee, and smiled at Darnell and Zandria. Clearly the two of them couldn't believe what they were seeing. This was going to be fun...
"All of these black men are bisexual and their wives and girlfriends are not only okay with it, but they participate in freaky stuff with them?" Zandria demanded, eyes filled with wonder. Dr. Theodore Morrison smiled and nodded. He gently patted Zandria's arm, and winked at Darnell. The middle-aged black couple exchanged a look. Clearly, they were stunned by what was unfolding before them, but they also seemed a bit turned on. Nothing wrong with that.
"Zandria Titus Whyte, you are a strong black woman, the fact that your husband Darnell is bisexual doesn't mean he doesn't love you, and nor does it have to end your marriage, you two should stick around," Dr. Theodore Morrison said firmly. The good doctor smiled at the couple, and then walked deeper into the hall. He took off his suit and tie, and then stripped down to his neon-blue boxers. As the good doctor undressed, a comely older black woman walked up to him.
"Welcome home, Theo," said Eloise Jefferson-Morrison, former corporate lawyer turned Hartford Supreme Court Judge, and the wife of one Theodore Morrison. The five-foot-six, curvy and sexy, busty and big-bottomed, caramel-hued and sharp-featured Eloise looked more like a former porn star than a Supreme Court Judge in her pink bra and matching panties. Dr. Theodore Morrison pulled his wife Eloise into his arms and kissed her quite passionately.
"Hello my love," Theo said as he embraced Eloise, his wife, the mother of his two adult sons, and the love of his life. When Theodore met Eloise Jefferson, the biracial daughter of an African American/Asian couple, he was smitten with her. There weren't that many black folks or mixed folks at Harvard University in their day, and Theo and Eloise became allies of necessity, then friends and lovers.
Fast forward three decades, and Theodore Morrison is perhaps the most famous psychiatrist in America this side of Dr. Phil, and his wife Eloise is largely responsible for his success and happiness. They have two sons, Wilford and Kenneth, who attend Howard University and Morehouse College, respectively. Eloise has known about Theodore's bisexuality for ages, and together, they created this secret society at Maison Noir. A place where bisexual black men and their wives and girlfriends can have fun, without jealousy, hate, treachery, or STDs. Everyone is screened and carefully recruited.
"Hey Doc," said a tall, handsome young black man whom both Darnell and Zandria recognized as Boston-born Rap sensation Mathias "M-Cee" Cranston. As Zandria and Darnell watched, Mathias kissed Eloise on the lips, and then kissed Dr. Theodore Morrison as well. This was something of a surprise. Mathias is something of a ladies man, and has been linked to several popular Hollywood actresses and female artists. To see Mathias in an establishment catering to bisexual black men and their women was surprising, to say the least...
"My friends, have fun, follow my lead," Dr. Theodore Morrison said, and Zandria and Darnell watched as he, Eloise and Mathias began doing their thing. Theodore went to sit at a comfortable couch, and Eloise got on her knees and sucked her husband's long and thick dark dick. Meanwhile, Theodore smiled and caressed his wife Eloise head as she fellated him, but kept his gaze focused on Mathias, who undressed, revealing a buff, muscular body.
"I missed this," Mathias said, and Theo grabbed his dick and began sucking him off. Eloise looked up and smiled at her husband Theo as he sucked Mathias dick. There was no jealousy, no insecurity, no hatred, no Down Low bullshit. Just honest bisexual black men having fun with their wives, their girlfriends and their male lovers...at the same damn time. The kind of fun previously thought to be the sole domain of white folks has always been available to black women and black men. They simply needed to get over their jealousy, their insecurity and their bullshit.
"Alright, I've seen enough," Zandria said, and Darnell sighed, thinking that his wife was going to drive back to their home in the suburbs. Darnell was turned on by all the bisexual activity happening all around himself but he did not want to jeopardize his marriage. Darnell likes being a husband and a father. He also loves being the preacher of the largest black church in the State of Connecticut. If Darnell could be openly bisexual and keep his wife and his church, he'd become a legend...
