For over two decades, Janice Collier-Rhone faithfully shared a house and a marriage bed with her husband Jay Rhone. When they met in college, Janice was five feet eleven inches tall, blonde-haired, alabaster-skinned and slender, the picture of American beauty. Jay Rhone, the tall, burly and handsome African-American college football player, was drawn to her like a magnet is drawn to metal. When they began dating, pretty much everyone on their college campus talked about it.
This was the 1980s, and even though the United States of America was no longer legally segregated, many people frowned upon interracial relationships. Janice and Jay didn't let that stop them, though. They got married shortly after graduating from Florida State University. Janice Collier-Rhone earned herself a bachelor's degree in accounting and Jay Rhone got himself a bachelor's degree in criminal justice. He later went on to study law at the prestigious Florida Coastal School of Law, and became a criminal defense lawyer.
Jay Rhone and Janice Collier-Rhone settled down in the City of Miami, bought a nice duplex and got ready to start a family. They got hitched in a nice chapel in Tallahassee, right by the river. For their honeymoon, Jay and Janice went to Tijuana, Mexico. Their marriage had its ups and downs, like any relationship. Janice Collier-Rhone gave birth to a son, Selwyn, and a daughter, Stephanie. Growing up mixed-race in largely conservative Florida wasn't easy for Selwyn and Stephanie Rhone, but they did their parents proud.
At the age of eighteen, Selwyn Rhone left sunny Florida for the bright lights of California and went on to study civil engineering at San Diego State University. The eldest heir of the Rhone household wanted to see the world and nothing his parents said or did could stop him from moving out of Florida in pursuit of his higher education goals. Selwyn's example was followed by his sister Stephanie moved to the City of Atlanta, Georgia, and enrolled at the famous, historically black and all-female school known as Spelman College.
Janice Collier-Rhone, the matriarch of this little clan, was fiercely proud of her family. When she was out and about with her husband Jay and their son and daughter, lots of people stared. Even in sunny and racially diverse Miami where they lived, interracial couples got stared at a lot. Especially when the interracial couple in question involves a black man and a white woman. Miami might be liberal and diverse, the rest of Florida is button-down and staunchly conservative. One of the most ironic things about the Sunshine State.
Jay Rhone and Janice Collier-Rhone had done well for themselves, by all counts. Their nice duplex in the south side of Miami was all paid for, and they recently added a nice pool in the vast backyard. Their son and daughter were away at their respective colleges, and taking life by the horns. Jay and Janice were proud of their brood, but to be honest, they were having some problems. At first, Janice attributed the changes in her and Jay's relationship to empty nest syndrome, which affected many middle-aged couples whose sons and daughters left the house for college.
If Janice Collier-Rhone were truly honest with herself, she'd have to admit that the passion had fizzled out of her marriage. Jay simply didn't pay attention to her anymore. Janice felt bad about it because, well, having birthing a son and a daughter and raising a family, her body wasn't what it once was. In college, Janice was a 5'11, 130-pound gal with model-like good looks. Two decades later, Janice was a 220-pound, busty and big-bottomed, decidedly mature and full-figured woman with a few gray strands in her blonde hair. Perhaps her husband Jay no longer wanted her.
Indeed, the last time Janice had sex with her husband Jay, the New England Patriots were still crawling about on their way to the Super Bowl and everyone thought that the defending champions, the seemingly invincible Seattle Seahawks would be the repeat champions. In other words, it had truly been a while since husband fucked wife, and Janice was not liking this one bit. Indeed, Janice was beginning to wonder if Jay had completely lost any interest in her.
One day, while wandering around the public library, Janice came across a BDSM novel written from the viewpoint of a female submissive enamored of a younger male dominant. This novel sparked Janice's curiosity about the world of BDSM, and she began researching it online. Janice soon spoke to other people from her area who were also in the BDSM lifestyle. Thus, Janice began going to BDSM functions held in Miami, and met local people who shared her interests. Most of them were mundane, a few were creepy, but one of them definitely stood out from the rest.
