Claire had packed some things into suitcases. She would shop for her new life and leave most everything behind. Her kids were with her Mom. Was it really going to end this way? She wouldn't be the only one to ever give it all up for black cock. Not that she would marry one, but that she wanted to be able to fuck a black man and have no restrictions. As many times or as many men as she could desire.
She knew it was hard for her husband. The black fucking and the good old boys at the poker game. $6400 in one night just for fucking ten rowdy men. She had lied to her husband about getting fucked twenty times by ten men. She had sucked off that many. The gangbang probably totaled twice that. Maybe even fifty. She liked being the whore. The $6400 was a lie, too. She took in more than nine grand from what were upper class men with money.
She remember how the troubles started, showing off naked and then fucking the neighbor for another $500 not so long ago because they needed money.
Claire dragged her suitcases to the car. The car she had bought from the other whore money she made by commissions on sales for her boss. All obtained by fucking her customers in exchange for orders. She took all of her cash and put it on the kitchen table. Maybe a new start for a soon divorced husband and her kids. Her kids were better off with her Mom or even her sister. If her sister wasn't married to such a loser maybe she and Claire's husband could raise both sets of kids together. Claire had seen the glances they made at each other that caused her to be jealous of her sister.
With her stuff now in the car Claire walked around the house they shared. If her Dad hadn't insisted on helping them move to the neighborhood would she have ever cheated? Would her husband had sat there and watched? Her Mom was going to be crushed to have a divorce in the family. She walked into each child's room as if to say goodbye knowing she could never have another. Her fixation on black cock couldn't bring her more children.
She was going to have to write the note. What would she say to him? It had been rough while she cheated on him with so many and then ventured into fucking black guys. She loved her children, but sex was a priority now. The marriage had been good. If only the world hadn't crashed and only if they hadn't needed the money Ralph gave them to see her naked. Fucking him for more money just seemed like a natural procession.
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Dear Sweetheart,
As things have not gone well for us lately I have decided to leave you with the children. Any money that I have is here on the table.
I have everything from the house that I want.
I know that the black cock thing was what troubled you, yet that is the very thing I need right now.
I have always loved you.
Claire
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She left her wedding rings with the note.
Sitting in the car Claire cried before turning the keys in the ignition. No one knew about a local black guy that Claire had been fucking. He had better be ready when she showed up because Claire was in bad need of some black cum splashing up against her cervix. A phone call would bring a couple of his friends. She knew what she wanted and where she belonged.
Driving down her street for the last time seemed strange. She wondered how soon divorce papers would be filed. The light dampness between her legs was turning into a flood as her panties soaked with her own fluids. A fresh start and all the black cock she wanted was just a few miles ahead for her.
At the first traffic light she stopped by a Mormon family. She could see the dumbass cut out stickers for Dad, Mom, six kids, a dog and a cat on the back window. The truth was more inside, playful kids, a fucking black lab that took up way too much room, a smiling husband driving and a wife looking like she needed a way out. Maybe is she knew black cock like Claire knew black cock there would be a smile on her face as well.
Why did every light change so that they would still be beside her? That had been her life. It didn't seem that bad. At the next light Claire turned left into a grocery store parking light and cried some more.
Maybe she needed to back off rather than expect her husband to put up with even more of her whoring around. She'd probably miss the kids after the first month. Her husband wasn't going to fuck her again. Maybe she could keep at least part of the cheating intact with his approval. He seemed to like it when she was fucking Ralph. When Ralph got to be a little much maybe she should have taken a break, then starting screwing another guy in the neighborhood.
There was still a half hour before her husband should be home. She called his number.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Honey. Are you on your way home?"
"Almost, what's wrong? You have someone there?"
"No, I was just wondering if you were picking up the kids, or if I should run out after them."
"I'll get them. Kind of strange that you called. Are you sure you don't need a little extra time to get inseminated?"
"That's kind of cruel."
"Yeah, I tend to get a little sarcastic lately. If you need more time I can visit with your Mom."
"No. That's fine. I'll be here waiting for you."
Claire didn't know how things would work out. She needed to get home and take the good-bye note and the money off the kitchen table. It was kind of frightening laying there. How would it have affected him and the kids had they found it?
"Mommy left a note and a whole pile of money. Daddy cried when he read the note. Mommy isn't coming home any more" Probably something like that.
She scooped up the cash and hid it in her dresser. The note went through the shredder. She put her wedding rings back on and looked at the sunlight sparkle through the diamonds. When she needed black cock she could slip out to the locals. She dabbed at her cunt and put on fresh panties so there wouldn't be a wet spot when the kids came through the door. Her husband gave her a suspicious look. She gave him a hug and whispered.
"There wasn't any one here. I wasn't fucking anyone when I called. But, we do need to talk after the kids are in bed."
The kids were a little happier to have her play with them. Claire felt sad about her choices. Not guilty or remorseful, but a little sad.
Claire showered before bed. She wanted to be fresh. She knew her husband wouldn't fuck her. All the blacks had left her with a huge cunt compared to what he had married.
Her husband came to be in sleep shorts with no shirt.
"What did you want to talk about?"
Claire leaned into his chest, firmly planting one boob, her thigh touched his. He really didn't want to kiss her.
"I'm out of control. I know that. I fuck too many people for our marriage to work. I shouldn't have starting fucking black guys without getting it okayed by you first. I'm not sure how you felt about the parties in Idaho even though it brought in a lot of cash. The sales trips with Ben seem a little creepy to go in a guy's office to try to get him to fuck me to make a sale. Our first mistake was letting Ralph fuck me even though you approved. That's where I learned how much I need more cock than just from our marriage."
"What kind of adjustment are you considering making?"
"I really can't live without the blacks fucking me. The huge cock, all that black seed makes me cum so hard. The parties in Idaho let me be a whore. I get gangbanged and get paid to fuck the rich bastards. I do want to quit being on the road with Ben so I can be home more often with you and my kids."
