Jim and I go back a long way. We were friends for a long time and then we became closer and became lovers. It was hard because we were both married and both had very jealous spouses. I had a spouse who was abusive both mentally and physically and he had one that ignored his little wants and needs and also his sexual needs too.
My husband was very abusive to me. He would hit me if I didn't have all the laundry done or the dishes washed and put away. He hit me once because I questioned a "friendship" he had with a girl and he told me she was just a friend and nothing more and I know that that was bull shit and he hating me for catching on. He was also degrading me in front of his friends and mine always picking on me and making fun of my weight and other things.
Jim's wife told him he was a big baby and a child because he played with video games and liked to read porno magazines and watch it on the computer. He also tried hard to be romantic to her by bringing her gifts, not expensive ones but something "just because". The one time he bought her a nice new pair of earrings, she asked him if he was having a "fling" with someone and was trying to cover it up by the gift. We weren't seeing each other yet, and he wasn't fooling around with anyone.
Jim is a black man with a white wife, 5 children, 1 is her son from her first marriage, their other son was adopted when he sister died in childbirth giving birth to him and he quit college in his senior year to get a job and take care of him as his own, a daughter from a one-night stand many years ago with a black girl who some of his buddies told him she was an easy lay and he was all about scoring big with the women because he was captain of the football team and a hell of a player. He was signed by one of the Big Ten colleges and was awarded a full 4-year scholarship. Any chances he had to make it to the NFL came crumbling down early his senor year when he shattered both knees and dislocated his shoulder. Then his sister passing away and he wanting full custody of the baby because his sister's boyfriend was a no good drug addict.
Joan on the other hand was white and brought up in a Catholic household and her parents and most of her relations were so racist. Joan never mentioned black people in her house because she would never hear nothing but bad things about them but she always had a deep craving for the black man. She married white to make them happy and she was for a while until he because a class "A" asshole and fucking idiot.
Jim and Joan were working at this great place that manufactured kitchen cabinets and all bathroom items including the hot tubs and sinks. They hit it off right away and would spend a great deal of their lunch hours together and talking and going out to eat once or twice a week and started to talk about their home lives. They covered their lives before they were married and even shared with each other some problems they were both faces in their marriages.
Joan suffered the loss of her dad and took it really bad and Jim was a comfort to her. While in his arms she looked at him and he at her and they kissed and actually started to explore each other like never before. Their lunch times became time to steal away kisses and making out and oral sex and eventually lead to having intercourse at his mother's vacant house. He lost his mom to breast cancer and he was in charge of her house.
