Amy is a small cute blonde. She is 26 years old. She works as a paralegal at a very successful law firm. She is just five feet tall. She had nice pert B cup breasts, a narrow waist and just the right width to her ass. She is just petite. She doesn't have any children. The decided to wait and they just never got around to it. She can't take the pill so she and her husband use condoms.
She is happily married to John. He is the General Manager of a large department store. He is 30 years old. He works long hours and often comes home late in the evening. He is usually mentally exhausted when he gets home. He just wants to eat, sit in front of the TV and enjoy a couple of beers. As a result of this their sex life has dropped off considerably. They try to have sex once a week, but lately it's down to once or twice a month. She never thinks of cheating on him. She loves him very much. He is the only man she ever slept with.
Donald is a large black man. He is 6 ft 2 in tall and weighs 210. He stays fit. He works at a supermarket as the produce manager. He makes enough to live pretty well on. His favorite pastime is fucking married white woman. He is especially attracted to small blondes.
Every Friday night is girls night out. Amy and three of her friends at work go to their favorite night club and have a couple of drinks. The dance a few dances and go home. A different one each time is designated driver.
Friday night rolls around and the girls are excited to be going out again. The girls all go home and the designated driver goes around and picks them all up. The go to their favorite night club and take a table. Donald is sitting off to the side watching the door. He sees them walk in and he spots Amy. His cock stirs.
'There's a hot looking one. I'll see what I can do with her.'
He waits till they finish their first drink. The cocktail waitress brings them a second round and he makes his move. He walks up to their table and looks at Amy.
"Good evening, ladies. They're playing my favorite song and I don't have a dance partner. May I have this dance?"
He holds his hand out to Amy. She smiles and takes his hand. They move to the dance floor. The chat and dance. He feeds her his usual bullshit story and she believes every word. Later he asks her to dance again. She accepts.
"Why don't you sit at my table. We can chat better. No one will interrupt us there. She doesn't see any reason not to. She can see her girlfriends from it. He orders drinks for both of them. They dance a few times and have a couple of drinks.
"Please forgive me for asking you this. I mean no disrespect, but have you ever been with a black man."
She is shocked. She looks at him for a minute.
"Oh my. What a question. I'll be truthful with you. The only man I've slept with is my husband."
"The reason I asked is I hear about a lot of women want to have their husbands watch them with a black man."
"Really? I can't imagine why they would want to do that."
"I think it's the forbidden fruit thing. They know they shouldn't but they can't resist the temptation."
"Have you ever thought about it. I don't mean having you husband watch. I mean just having sex."
"Maybe once or twice. When I see a white woman with a black man I envision them together."
"I'd like to introduce you to that. I'll bet you would like it once you tried it. The thrill of seeing your white skin on some black skin."
"I don't know. That would be cheating on my husband. I don't want to hurt him. He is a good man."
"I understand. I wouldn't like to break up your marriage. It's just something to try one time. Just for the fun of it."
"I don't know. It sounds like a bad idea."
"I see you and your friends in here every Friday. Think about it this week and we can talk next time."
"OK. I'll think about it but I can't make any promises. It's very flattering to know someone wants you. That always makes a girl feel good.
They dance a few more time and she goes back and sits with her friends.
"Amy, you going to get blacked? I think that guy likes you. Did you get his number?"
"Don't be silly. We just talked and danced. He was a perfect gentleman all the time."
"Too bad. I hear they have big cocks and once you go black you never go back."
"That's probably just a myth. I don't think someone took a survey."
They finish their drinks and get up and leave. She is thinking about what Donald and her talked about.
"Hi honey. I'm home."
"Did you girls have a good time?"
"Yep. We always have a good time. Sometimes I wish you could dance. I'd like to take you there."
"I wish I could too. I have been blessed with with two left feet. It must be some genetic thing."
"I'm going to shower and change. I'll be right back."
She gets in the shower and lathers up. Donald pops into her mind. She wonders what it would be like if his hands were washing her right now. She closes her eyes and imagines his hands washing her body. She feels a little tingle in her pussy. Her hand moves down and she touches her clit. She stops herself.
'What am I doing. I can't be thinking like this. I can't have sex with another man. I love John."
She quickly rinses off and drys herself. She puts on her t shirt and panties and goes to join John. They watch TV for a while and go to bed.
She wakes the next morning. She hears the TV in the living room. She stretches and yawns. John has left the TV in the bedroom on. She sees a man and woman on a news channel. He is black and she is white. She is a beautiful blonde. Donald pops into her mind. She wonders if the two on TV are having sex. She closes her eyes and imagines them naked. She sees her on top, riding him. He pussy tingles. She moves her hand down and touches her clit. She gently rubs it. She imagines it's Donald's finger touching her. Her pussy gets wet and she starts breathing hard. She spreads her legs wide and works faster.
'Yes. Yes, Donald. Make me cum. Rub my pussy. Make me cum on your finger. Yes. Yes."
She cries out and cums. It's way more intense then her usual.
'Oh god. What have I done. I just came thinking about him. What is wrong with me. I have to stop this. It's so wrong.'
She goes in the bathroom and dries off her pussy and legs. She can't believe how wet she got. She gets dressed and goes to the living room.
"Good morning, honey. Want some breakfast?"
"Sure, how about some bacon and eggs."
"You got it. Coming right up."
She serves him on a TV tray and goes to clean the kitchen. John's phone rings. It's his buddy Gary.
"Hey, babe. Gary invited me to come over and watch the game. I think I'll go. I'll be a two or three hours."
"OK, honey. That will give me time to clean house without you being in the way. Have fun."
She finishes cleaning. It will be another hour and a half before John comes home. She has been thinking of Donald every now and then. She decides to check what's out there on the internet. She turns on her laptop and enters interracial sex in her search engine. She is amazed at how many sites pop up. She clicks on the first one. Ten pages of videos are on this site. She looks at the thumbnails and picks one. She watches as the woman sucks on a huge cock. She wonders how she gets it all in her mouth. The girls gets on the guy and rides him. It finishes with him cumming on her face. She didn't realize but her hand is in her pants and she is wet.
'Oh god. She took that huge cock in her mouth and her pussy. It didn't seem to hurt her."
She watches a few others. They are all pretty much the same. She deletes her browser history and closes her laptop.
'I have to stop thinking about this. If I don't I'm going to fuck Donald. I can't get it out of my mind.'
