Barb stretched like a cat, still half asleep. As reality took hold, a pang of guilt knotted her stomach. Last night she had been unfaithful to her husband. Opening her eye's she took in her surroundings, then glanced over to her sleeping lover. Drew was still asleep. A sheet partially covered the thigh of one leg and his cock. Barb gently peeled the sheet back revealing his flaccid cock. Drew's cock although soft was easily twice as big as my cock. Barb smiled to herself thinking about last night. Drew had told Barb sex would never be the same for her. Drew had made her a believer. Getting up Barb went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Barb certainly didn't feel like working today, but she had no choice. Looking in the mirror Barb recalled the events from the previous night. Barb had cum more times in one evening with drew than in the previous eleven years of her marriage. Sex was so open with Drew. Drew put her at ease with her sexuality. She had loved watching themselves make love in the mirror. Drew's big black cock moving in and out of her hungry cunt. The contrast of their skin color heightening her lust for him. Barb noted the large hickey on her breast and made a mental note to make sure her husband didn't see it. God she thought of how Drew had actually got her to masturbate for him.
Barb let her hand drift between her legs. Barb had felt the moisture there when she first got up. Now her fingers confirmed she was wet. Probing, she found her pussy awash in sperm. Closing her eyes Barb's body shuddered with pleasure as she used the cum to massage her swollen clit. Drew had made love to her three times the previous night. Each time he had cum like a bull. Like a bitch in heat, it had excited her beyond belief. Of course if she was pregnant, that would lead to incredible problems, but not if Drew loved her. Barb could not believe she was thinking like this. She hardly knew Drew and now she was hoping he was in love with her. Just then she was interrupted from her day dream by Drew.
"Hey what are you doing in there? Come here I have something for you."
Barb walked out of the bedroom to find Drew lying on his back stroking his magnificent cock.
"I'm not through spoiling you for black cock yet."
"Is that so, well I'm going to be late for work if I don't hurry."
"Just call in, one morning won't hurt."
Barb couldn't say no and called the office to let them know she would be late. Hanging up she slid into bed with Drew, who wasted little time running his fingers up and down her slit. Finding her sensitive clit Drew masterfully brought Barb off. Then while she was in the throws of that orgasm moved over on top of her and guided his cock into position. Forcefully, Drew rammed his cock into Barb's vagina.
"Oh, take it easy baby, I'm a little raw down there from last night," Barb exclaimed in pain.
Drew disregarded Barb's complaint and continued pummeling her cunt with his rock hard shaft. Soon Drew felt the tenseness leave Barb's body as she started responding to his forceful fucking. Drew's ball's were now slapping Barb's ass as her well lubricated pussy offered less and less resistance.
"I thought you said it hurt."
"Not any more, it feels so good, just fuck me with your cock," Barb moaned.
Barb had rapped her legs around Drew, so he took the opportunity to slip his hand behind her legs to her ass. Then trailing his middle finger up and down her crotch he found the small bud of her rectum and began inserting his finger.
To Barb it was like a jolt of electricity. She didn't know what to do. Barb couldn't decide whether it felt good or not. Then it felt good, real good, as Drew forced his long finger all the way up her ass. slowly he began rotating his finger all the while relentlessly, pounding her pussy.
"Yes oh yes, god that feels so good," Barb cried as she had yet another orgasm. Taking this as an invitation Drew forced his index finger into her ass. Again Barb responded with another orgasm.
Drew now had two fingers working Barb's tight little ass. Drew expertly manipulated his fingers in deep penetrating strokes. The effect on Barb was predictable, as her sphincter muscles relaxed her cunt muscles would contract around his cock. Drew thought about fucking her in the ass but that wasn't part of the plan. Instead Drew had to content himself with teasing the bitch. As Barb squirmed under his touching it never ceased to amaze Drew how easy it was to provoke the animal instinct in white women. Barb like many other white women was clearly inexperienced at sex. Now that she had broke the taboo of interracial sex, the flood gates to Barb's sexual awaking had opened. Drew knew Barb would do just about anything for him. All Drew had to do now was be patient and guide her.
"Oh Drew, what are you doing, it feels so good. I don't believe this, I never thought sex could be so fucking good."
"I told you baby I'd spoil you, just wait, you haven't seen anything yet." Drew felt his cum boiling in his balls as the first jets once again flooded Barb's eager pussy. She was hot Drew thought as he emptied his balls in Barb. Drew's orgasm was very strong and his body coursed with pleasure. Drew found himself attracted to Barb even though that wasn't suppose to happen. Drew slipped his fingers out of Barb's ass and gazed down at her. Barb's eye's were closed and she had a beautiful look of contentment on her face. The woman was clearly trouble, he thought, bright and beautiful to boot.
Barb didn't move for a good five minutes just luxuriating in the contentment only good sex can bring. There was simply no limit to what this man could do to her, and she loved it. Fingering her ass had been an incredible turn on, a first among many. Barb reveled in her sexuality. Slowly her mind turned to work and of course her husband. Laying there she fainted sleep, thinking about what she had done. Clearly she loved her husband and yet she had repeatedly cheated on him. The more she thought about it the worse she felt. How did she let this happen, she had risked everything and for what, sex. With steely resolve she pulled herself out of bed and walked back into the bathroom.
Drew admired Barb's body as she got up and walked into the bath room. Undoubtedly she was feeling guilty now, Drew could sense it. Drew felt there was a certain innocence to Barb even though she was being unfaithful to her husband. Drew in a strange way felt infidelity was the worst sin. Drew's mother was a single mom who was never satisfied with one man. Drew had bounced threw most of his child hood from one of his mother's relationships to another. Every time, he thought they would settle down in one place, his mother would turn up with some other loser. One day Drew came home from school at the age of sixteen to find his mother and her cloths gone. Drew never heard from her again. From that day forward Drew was on his own. Drew had made his way doing lots of things, mostly illegal until he had met his rich benefactor.
A powerful man with some seriously kinky ideas of what constituted sex. Drew was that man's tool. Drew took no particular pleasure in destroying a persons life. At the same time Drew had no problem assisting the man with women who were unfaithful. After all they got what they deserved. That's why this sudden attraction to Barb was troubling. Don't be stupid Drew a whore is a whore, he thought to himself. Barb was no different than the rest, the man would surely remind him of that. No Drew knew what he had to do and love wasn't part of the equation.
Barb showered quickly, dressed and tried to leave as quickly as possible. Drew didn't mention anything about calling and she was glad for that. A light kiss and she was on her way back to the apartment were she would change cloths and head to work.
Once at the office she admired the flowers Drew had previously sent. Guilt setting in, Barb called me at work.
''How are you, I missed you last night. I can't wait to get home and sleep in my bed."
I could sense something wrong and asked Barb if every thing was all right. All she said was she was tired and really wanted this out of town assignment to end. I gave her some encouragement and told her it wouldn't last much longer and to keep her chin up. I also mentioned that I called the apartment that morning and her work but couldn't reach her. I asked her were she was and Barb told me she had run to the store. In hindsight, I should have asked more questions. Barb's answer satisfied me at the time simply because it was inconceivable that my wife had been unfaithful. Little did I know what was about to happen.
Barb had no sooner hung up, when her assistant Rosie appeared at the door with another dozen white roses." Again, you must be making someone awful happy. Does your husband know?"
