Amber's head spun as she woke the next day, she was slightly hung over but had a clear recollection of the night before. She was disappointed and disgusted with herself noticing a large pool of Henry's dried cum on the couch beneath her, as she stood up more seeped from her aching pussy. After cleaning herself up she messaged her husband telling him she had been with someone, they were always honest with each other which is why she was hoping he wouldn't ask about who it was.
"Did you have a good time?"
Amber couldn't deny that she did, she felt so sore and used up.
"Yes"
"Where did you meet him?"
She paused trying to figure out what to say but couldn't lie,
"It was Henry." She felt so embarrassed sending the message.
There were several minutes of anxious waiting before the phone wrung in her hand,
"Hello?"
"You let that old black man fuck you?" His voice hushed but she could hear his excitement.
"Yes, I was kinda drunk."
"I've wanted to see you with a black man for a long time now."
"Really, I thought you might be upset."
"No of course not, I just didn't know how to bring it up since we never really watched stuff like that together."
"I didn't really like the idea but I was drunk and horny he kept making me laugh the next thing I knew we were talking about sex and I couldn't stop staring at his crotch."
"Was he big?"
"He has the biggest cock I've ever seen." Amber started rubbing her mound.
"I would love to see you play with it, are you going to let him have you again?"
Amber's finger's curled inside her slick pussy,
"I don't know if that's a good idea, since he lives next door."
She could smell traces of cum in the air as freed her two fingers, the taste was unmistakable.
"What's wrong with that?"
"What if he starts coming over expecting me to do things for him?"
"Maybe you should do them," He said casually still unaware she they didn't use protection.
"He's just a lonely old man, you should be neighborly."
"This is really turning you on, isn't it?"
"Yes!"
"So what do YOU want me to do?"
"I want you to fuck him."
"I know that, should I do anything special?"
"You do whatever he wants."
"Anything?"
"Yes, I want you to let him use you up before I get home."
"Ok" Amber giggled." I'll be real neighborly."
After saying their goodbyes they both started making plans. Kyle's distance from his wife left him to wallow in his lust sending his thoughts to very depraved places. Amber glanced out her window checking to see if Henry was home but she didn't see his car. She got dressed for the day found her spare keys, and went out to pick some things up. Her first stop was lingerie and a new dress, her smile was uncontainable a she paid for her items. The sales girl knew Amber was going to get fucked but she would never guess it was an old black man she was trying to please. After that she went to the pharmacy her slutty smile beaming as she picked up extra-large condoms and a morning after pill. She had one more stop to pick up a case of the beer Henry liked before heading home. When she got home she noticed her dropped keys on the curb.
Inside she got her things ready laying out her new underwear and dress, chilling the beer, she put the condoms on the coffee table, and opened the pill. She went to the kitchen to get a glass and noticed Henry's car pulling in, she felt her pussy throb as she watched him. He spotted her giving the usual wave as he headed in. Amber felt a little upset that he barely acknowledged her but knew it was for the best, in public sight at least. Forgetting about the pill she went to get ready, she showered, shaved her legs, and decided to shave her pussy. She rubbed baby oil over her bare skin letting it seep in before getting dressed. She chose a matching set of lacy white bustier, panties, garter, thigh highs, and a light blue summer dress that covered it all perfectly. She curled the ends of her silky blonde hair. When she was finished it was getting dark, Amber took two of the beers and went next door.