Anne And Tom And Dante Ch 03

Things had never been better between Anne and me, and then she excitedly informed me that she'd booked another trip to Florida to go to Dante's place.

WTH? I frowned. "You did what?"

She looked all happy. "There was a big sale on the airline tickets. Got the tickets dirt cheap."

I was still frowning, but it hadn't registered with Anne yet. "I wasn't aware we were going back there."

"What do you mean? I mentioned going back several times."

She had, but I'd never responded because I wasn't interested in seeing Dante again.

"We never discussed going back."

"I thought you wanted to."

"Not really. Besides, since when do you book a vacation without even asking me? What if I can't get off that week?"

"Come on, Tom, it's months away. And it's only for a week. You'll be able to get it off."

I was starting to get irritated. "That's not the point. You didn't even ask me."

My irritation finally registered with her.

"I'm sorry. I assumed you wanted to go back."

"You assumed wrong."

She finally looked contrite. "Sorry. But it's too late now. I've already paid for the tickets and the hotel, and the tickets are non-refundable because they were sale items."

I sighed.

"What's wrong? Why don't you want to go back? It's a nice place."

I knew exactly why I didn't want to go back. "Let me ask you a question, Anne. Why do you want to go back?"

"Because the weather was great. The lake was warm. The cabin was cozy. The setting was quiet and scenic. We were right on the lake. The food at the bar was good. The band was great. They played great music for dancing. And they had water skiing."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Are you sure there's no other reason why you want to return?"

"What do you mean?"

"Dante?"

Her mouth opened, but she didn't say anything.

"Were you planning on seeing Dante when we were there?"

She looked wary. "I'm sure we'd see him. He owns the place."

I was annoyed with the runaround.

"Give me a break. See him? Can you honestly tell me you're not going back to fuck Dante?"

My outbreak startled her, and she was standing there with her mouth hanging open. "Admit it. You want to fuck Dante again."

Silence.

"That's what I thought. Well, I have no desire to go back."

"Why?"

"First of all, I don't trust him. He deliberately started the boat fast to make me fall."

"That's ridiculous. He was very upset after it happened."

"You didn't think it was ridiculous at the time. You asked him what the hell he was doing. He was only upset when he saw how pissed off you were at him. Secondly, I still remember him bragging about you when I left."

She rolled her eyes. "And did any of that come true? "Did I cut you off sexually? No. Have I been giving you 'desperation' fucks? No. Have I expressed interest in having a black baby? No. Dante doesn't control me. He can't do anything I don't want him to."

"Why would I want to go down there so he can gloat over fucking you? He was very smug when I left. I can just imagine how he'd be this time. I'm not interested in twiddling my thumbs all week and sleeping alone while you fuck Dante."

"I would never do that to you!"

"Were you going to sleep with him?"

"Yes, but so what? I wasn't going to ignore you all week or sleep over at his place. You're the one that wanted me to sleep with black guys, and I have been. I love it and so do you. I sleep with Ray and Jerome all the time. I thought you'd want to see Dante fucking me. You love watching it on the clips."

"Ya, but I like Ray and Jerome. I like being around them. I'm not interested in being around Dante. I do like watching the clips of you and Dante, but that's because Dante isn't with us. If we were down there, he'd be gloating constantly as he fucked you. Nope! I'm not going. Even if you didn't sleep with Dante, he'd be all over you. It would ruin the trip."

She sighed. "I'm not going to throw away all that money. And I don't want to go by myself."

"Then go with Miranda or Sue."

"I don't want to go with them. I want to go with you."

"Sorry, I'm not going, and I don't think you should go either."

"Why? What is it you think is going to happen?"

"I don't know, but I don't trust him."

She sighed. "I'm sorry, Tom, but I'm not going to throw the tickets away. Miranda said she'd come with me if you didn't. I'll take her."

She held my hand and smiled. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. I'm a big girl."

Perhaps I was overreacting. It's not like Dante was a rapist. Unfortunately, I had a sinking feeling in my gut. Hopefully, I was wrong.

===

Months flew by.

Anne could finally take the largest butt plug up her ass. She was quite proud of herself. When you pulled it out, it left a gaping pink hole big enough to stick a baseball bat in, but it closed quickly.

We celebrated with a test DP. I stuck my cock up her ass and Ray stuck his cock in her pussy. Anne loved it. HUGE orgasms!

Then we did a bigger test, literally. Ray stuck his cock up her ass and Jerome did her pussy. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it. It was a one-time event, though. She said she was too stretched to enjoy it and felt sore later.

Miranda and Anne had their foursome with Ray and Jerome, which was amazing to watch. Hours of black cock fucking on film for future viewing.

Eventually, the dreaded day came. It was time for Anne to leave for Florida. The pit in my stomach returned. I drove Anne and Miranda to the airport. Anne kissed me goodbye and said not to worry. She said she'd call me twice a day.

I was on pins and needles waiting for the first call, but she called when she said she would. The flight was fine, and they had a good night's sleep. She was going to show Miranda around.

Anne called me every day like she said she would, and my anxiety began to fade. We didn't talk about Dante, which suited me fine.

In no time at all, I was picking them up at the airport. They both looked great with nice tans, and I got a big hug from Anne.

Anne and I fucked like bunnies that night. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. We didn't even use the dildo. It was great to fall asleep snuggled together. I'd missed her.

Then the bad news started.

Anne looked upset. She missed her period. Then she took a pregnancy test, and it was positive. She took another one, and it was positive as well.

She was pregnant!

She was in shock, and so was I. It's possible the baby was mine but unlikely. We'd been having sex for years, and the birth control pills had never failed. Plus, the timing wasn't good, given her recent trip.

I wanted to hold back because Anne was shaken, but I couldn't.

"Did you sleep with Dante?"

"Yes," she said softly.

"When?"

"The first day."

"When did you sleep with him last?"

"The last day."

"Did you sleep with him every day?"

"Yes."

"How often?"

"Multiple times."

FUCK! That fucking bastard dumped so much sperm in her, the baby had to be his.

The next day, Ray calls me.

"Hey, Tom. I heard Anne is pregnant. I just heard something that might be related. There's a Bulls chat group I'm on. Dante's on it as well. He was bragging about recently breeding another black baby with a white woman. The timing matched when Anne was there. Some other guy asked how he does it. Dante can't resist bragging and says he has a pharmacist friend who helps out. Birth control pills come in blister packs, and you pop the pills out by day. Dante said his recent conquest stayed at his place. Dante located her pills and gave the blister pack to the pharmacist, who peeled the back off, replaced the next seven pills with plain sugar pills, and then pasted a fresh seal on the blister pack and punched holes in the days that had been used. The pharmacist did the whole procedure in a minute. Dante put the altered blister pack back in her purse. She had no idea it had been tampered with. Dante fucks her silly for seven days while she takes useless pills and becomes pregnant."

"Holy, fuck! I thought Dante was an asshole but didn't know how bad. Thanks, Ray."

"Ya, he's always been a bullshitter but I had no idea he was pulling shit like that. Sorry, man."

I asked Anne if she'd stayed at Dante's the whole time. She looked anxious. I told her I was going to yell at her. I just wanted to confirm something. She said yes. Then I told her what Ray said.

She looked stunned. She was barely breathing. And then she bolted to the washroom and tossed her cookies.

The next day, I got a text from Dante.

"Had a fabulous visit with Anne. So glad you asked me to black her. She's totally black owned now. I fucked her every night she was here. After the first night, she moved to my place and slept in my bed. We barely left the room for seven days. She's a total animal. The more she gets, the more she wants. You've done a great job with her. Love the bare pussy. She said you shave her. Good work, buddy! And love the QOS tattoo. She said she might get a permanent one. I was stunned she could take my dick up her ass. Very few women can. More kudos! Most importantly, I gave her a black baby. I told you she'd want one. I wanted to tell you in case she hasn't. Thanks so much, Tom! She's become quite the black cock whore!"

Unbelievable! The guy was a total asshole.

I cautiously showed Anne Dante's letter. She didn't get ill this time. She got mad. Furious. Beet red furious. She called and texted Dante for days to ream his ass out but he didn't answer. His conquest was complete, and he'd moved on.

Part of me wanted to say 'I told you so' for going down, but Anne was already stressed enough, so I didn't.

That left the problem of the baby. Anne was Catholic and would never have an abortion, but I wasn't interested in raising another man's baby, especially Dante's. So, I was ready when she said she wanted to talk.

'I'm sorry, Tom. I should have listened to you, but I had no idea Dante was capable of something like that. I know it's not your baby, but I can't have an abortion."

"I had no idea Dante was that bad either, but I'm not going to raise another man's baby, especially his. What about giving up the baby for adoption?"

"I'm not going to give my baby up for adoption. So where does that leave us?"

"It means that I'm going to stick around until the baby is born. I'll help as much as possible. I'll be in the labor room with you. But if the baby's black, I'm gone. Sorry."

There was no crying. Just an awkward silence. She wasn't going to have an abortion, and I wasn't going to raise Dante's baby. Maybe there would be a miracle and the baby would be mine.

===

What would you do if the world were ending? Would you sink inward in depression or party hearty until the end came?

Anne surprised me. She wanted to party hearty until the baby came. She wanted to continue to fuck Ray and Jerome and me. They were more than happy to help, especially when she began to show. They'd never fucked a pregnant white woman before and found it a turn on.

Anne said her baby hormones must have kicked in because she was hornier than ever.

The more the baby showed, though, the less interested I was in being intimate with her. Her growing bump was a constant reminder that she was carrying another man's baby. An asshole that I couldn't stand.

I lost my lust for eating her pussy because I thought of all the jizz Dante dumped in her. I didn't feel like swapping tongues with her because I thought of Dante's tongue in her mouth. I didn't want to fuck her ass. It was always messy, but I didn't care when I was lusted crazed for her, but I wasn't anymore. And I always had to fuck her hard to make her cum because her pussy was used to larger dicks. I couldn't be bothered anymore.

It happened gradually, so she didn't notice at first, but eventually, she did.

"What's wrong?"

I told her. There was no reaction at first, but then she looked irritated.

"None of this would ever have happened if you hadn't gone behind my back with Dante! You wanted a black cock whore wife and you got it, cuck boy!"

"And none of this would have happened if you'd listened to me about Dante. I practically begged you not to go to Florida. I told you I had a bad feeling about him. But did you listen? No! You were fucking him the first night and all week! Where's Dante now? Is he coming up to take care of his baby? Of course not! That's the problem with these black studs. Great fucks but shitty fathers!"

Anne's face was beet red in anger, and her nostrils were flaring.

"FUCK YOU!"

She was seven months pregnant then. I slept on the couch after that. There was no more kissing or touching or sex. Relations were cool.

Miranda and Sue were both experienced with childbirth, so she turned to them for support. I cleared out when they came over.

The big night came. Anne's water broke. I took her to the hospital. I was in the delivery room. I let Miranda and Sue know. They came to the waiting room.

The baby was eventually born after a lot of screaming and grunting and pushing.

Anne held him. He was definitely black, although he had blue eyes like Anne. She asked if I wanted to hold him.

"No, he's not mine."

The nurses looked at me in surprise.

I let Miranda and Sue know the baby was not mine and left.

===

I moved into a small studio apartment. It was only two blocks away from the old apartment.

I didn't see Anne for a while, but one day, I saw her at the grocery store with Nathan. She looked tired but much better than when I saw her in the delivery room.

Nathan's cheeks had fattened up from breastfeeding. He looked cute.

I asked her how she was. I still cared about her. I just didn't want to raise Dante's kid. She asked me how I was.

I saw her about twice a month after that at the grocery store or walking. She looked healthier each time.

One day, we crossed paths and walked for quite a while before our paths diverged. She filled me in on everyone. Nathan was getting quite large and her boobs looked huge. She caught me staring and smiled.

The next day, she called me at work. She didn't sound good.

"Tom, something is wrong. My side hurts, and it's been getting worse all day. It hurts really bad now. I called Miranda and Sue, but they're not picking up."

I asked her where it hurt. I had my appendix out before I met her, and it sounded similar. It would be bad if it burst.

"I'll be right over."

She showed me where it hurt when I got there. I touched it, and she yelped. Yup! Appendix.

I bundled Nathan up, and we left for the hospital.

Unfortunately, we didn't make it in time. It burst before someone saw her. They operated, but it would be days before the poison cleared up.

I called my boss and said I had a family emergency, which I did. Anne was still my wife.

I eventually got a hold of Miranda and told her what happened. Anne was going to be asleep for the night. I took Nathan back to her place and slept there. Miranda said she'd watch him in the morning so I could see Anne.

I was there when Anne woke up. She was groggy but immediately asked about Nathan.

"He's fine. I watched him last night. Miranda is with him now. The doc says you should be able to leave in three days."

"THREE DAYS!"

"It can often be longer. They have to treat the poison from your ruptured appendix with antibiotics, but in your case, you should be okay after three days."

"Who's watching, Nathan?"

"I took the week off. Between Miranda and Sue and me, he'll be covered."

Anne looked surprised. "You took the week off?"

"Yup. You're still my wife. I still love you."

She started to tear up a bit. I held her hand.

"Thanks, Tom."

Anne was home in three days, but she was in no shape to take care of Nathan. He was a heavy bugger to lift. I didn't want Anne ripping her stitches. I'd moved in while she was in the hospital and was comfortable caring for Nathan. Miranda and Sue popped in regularly to spot me. Anne slept for most of the time.

After about three days, she started to feel better and was able to lift Nathan.

After two more days, she said I could go and thanked me profusely. I got a big hug with her big milk laden boobs against my chest. It felt great.

The next week, I got an invitation to dinner from Anne. I accepted.

Caring for her made me realize how much I missed her. And caring for Nathan made me realize I didn't hate him. He wasn't Dante. He was just a little baby. He had fat chubby cheeks and the stinkiest poops ever but he smiled like an Angel when I picked him up. It wasn't his fault his dad was an asshole.

Plus, he had piercing blue eyes like Anne. It was just a small thing, but it disarmed me. His eyes reminded me of Anne, not Dante.

I couldn't raise Dante's kid, but maybe I could raise Anne's kid even if he wasn't mine. I was willing to try things out. Ease back in gently. See how it felt to be out with him in public. She how it felt to be with him with Anne. See how we got along. He seemed to like me.

===

"Oh, ya! Fuck me! Your big nigger dick feels so good! I love black cock! Don't stop fucking me! I'm going to cum! Keep going! AWWWW!"

You're probably wondering what on earth was happening.

Well, I showed up for dinner, and Anne greeted me, looking like a sex bomb.

Her hair was done up. She was wearing makeup and looked glamorous. Had on her black miniskirt, strappy high heels, an anklet with a QOS pendant, and her sheer sleeveless white blouse with no bra. Her boobs looked gigantic and her nipples were clearly visible through the sheer blouse. My cock instantly got hard.

"Hi Tom!" She hugged me. "Thanks for coming!"

Dinner smelled delicious. Nathan was sitting in his high chair, making a mess of his food like usual. He smiled when he saw me. He was a manipulator, just like his dad!

I couldn't stop looking at Anne. She looked hot and knew it. She smiled seductively every time she caught me ogling her.

Dinner was tasty. We cleaned Nathan up and put him in his playpen. It was full of toys, and he entertained himself well, which I noticed.

Anne and I did the dishes. She washed, and I dried. She was standing

close to me. I kept looking down at her big tits. My dick was hard as a rock.

We finished around eight, and Nathan had nodded off in his playpen.

"He usually goes to sleep around eight and doesn't wake up until five."

Another good trait.

I picked him up and carried him to his crib. He didn't wake up.

"Once he's out, he's out like a rock!"

Another good trait. He seemed like a good kid.

We sat down on the couch, and Anne shuffled over until our legs touched and smiled seductively at me.

"I'm just going to come right out and say it. I haven't had sex in over five months and I'm super horny and it melted my heart when you took care of me when my appendix burst so I'd like to have sex if you're interested." She smiled seductively and placed her hand on my crotch. "Are you?"

"Yes!"

Our lips were locked in seconds. She was wearing some glossy peach lipstick that tasted yummy. I pulled her down on the couch and was caressing her big tits in seconds while she undid my jeans and fished my cock out and stroked it.

"Has this guy missed being in my cunt?"

"Yes!"

"Does he want to be in it now?"

"Yes!"

"Who gets in my cunt first, a black cock or your white dick?"

It was just like I'd never left! She was saying all the cuck buzz words that turned me on.

"A black cock!"

"Why?"

"Because you're a dirty black cock whore and like black dicks better!"

"Exactly! So get your black cock on and fuck my black whore cunt!"

I ran into the bedroom and grabbed the dildo in seconds. It was just where I'd left it. I had it strapped on in less than a minute.

Anne was lying on the couch with her legs splayed like a whore. Her dress was hiked up displaying a bald pussy and her QOS tattoo. She grinned at me.