Elly Taes a Turn

Sorry for the long delay in chapters; lots going on. If you haven't read the previous two chapters I suggest doing so for context. Also, if you do not like interracial stories or cheating wives, you probably shouldn't read any further.

While feedback, including critical, is welcome, I will delete anything that is racist or just angry about the themes I listed above.

As usual, thank you to my wonderful editor Todger!

Hope you enjoy!

Dee

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Kelly felt her braless tits jiggle slightly as she drove, the movement causing her nipples to continually brush against her top and fanning the heat which she was trying to quell. The sensation made it very difficult to clear her thoughts of her experience with Tyrell and to bring her focus back to her husband. Further complicating things was her wandering mind as she glanced at the various other cars on the highway.

She couldn't help but wonder whether each black man she saw had a cock as impressive as Tyrell. Or if any of the white women had experienced the raw sexual pleasure to which she had been treated the last few days. She felt a bizarre sense of pride at the thought that probably none of those women had enjoyed anything remotely close. She had a hard time suppressing the smile forming on her lips.

Kelly was probably 30 minutes from home when she felt the weight of her infidelity begin to make its presence known. She debated whether David would notice anything different about her, as if she had some scarlet lettering upon her forehead declaring "I cheated on you!" She wondered if her own reaction upon seeing him was for her to blurt out those very words. Finally, after not being aware of the last few miles of road as she was lost in her thoughts, Kelly decided she needed to stop at the next rest stop to get herself together or risk driving off the road in a haze.

A few minutes later a blue highway sign appeared and she followed its lead and parked her car. Kelly sat for a bit to collect herself and then realized she needed to put a bra on before she arrived at home as her husband David would question this unusual twist in her manner of dress. She quickly retrieved one from her bag in the backseat and then made her way towards the building's restroom.

Just as she was about to enter the rest area building, a black man stepped out and held the door for her. Kelly offered a reflexive smile at his gesture and then felt her cheeks flush as she saw his eyes move to her hardened nipples which were rather prominently displayed without a bra. Kelly's smile broadened as the man glanced up at her eyes and nodded his head; an appreciative reaction to the sexual image she presented. Her smile was still fixed on her face as she stepped inside the building.

Kelly made her way to the bathroom and glanced at herself in the mirror. The image staring back at her was different than what she was used to. Part of it was no doubt the result of her nipples gently bulging under her top, but there was another element, a look in her eyes; a look which she found both exciting and of slight concern as she debated whether it would jump out to David in the same manner it seemed to be jumping out at her. She paused a moment and then reasoned she was imagining or embellishing things, then made her way to a stall to strip her shirt off in order to don her bra.

A few minutes later, armed now with a sweet tea to accompany her for the rest of the way, and her sensitive breasts supported by her bra, Kelly was back in her car and merging onto the highway.

When Kelly pulled into her driveway, her heart was pounding with anxiety. She sat in the car calming her breathing and then finally took the inevitable plunge which she knew she couldn't avoid. On slightly unsteady legs Kelly made her way to the door of her home. In an ironic twist reminiscent of her meeting with Tyrell, when Kelly pushed the door open, her husband David was immediately there to greet her.

The husband and now unfaithful wife hugged and when David pulled back to look at her, Kelly braced for him somehow realizing she had cheated. Instead of the accusation she feared, David just kissed her and said he was going to the car to get her bag. Kelly stood there frozen in place as she watched him step out the car oblivious to his wife's recent conduct.

She was still standing there as he made his way back inside and David jokingly said "You haven't been gone that long have you? You still know where everything is right."

Kelly's mind clicked at those words. While she offered a smile and little giggle at his joke, in reality she felt like she had been gone a long time. Those few glorious days with Tyrell had implanted themselves in her in a way which somehow expanded the timeline. Even David looked different to her. Kelly stood there smiling as David brought her bag to their bedroom, then she shook her head clear and followed him.

He had just set the bag down near the hamper and seemed intent on emptying it for her when she told him she could take care of it. She was anxious that her clothes might somehow declare her behavior to him.

Kelly began to empty the bag as David dutifully inquired about her father, his house, the car ride, and so on. As they talked, Kelly kept glancing at the mirror waiting for the "Unfaithful" bubble to appear over her head like in some silly video. Kelly made sure to make no mention of Tyrell in order to not give David any reason to question anything.

The couple left the bedroom and sat on the couch together, David picking up with the show he had been watching and Kelly sitting next to him. Immediately she drew a comparison between her husband and Tyrell and internally scolded herself for doing do. Still, the thoughts continued and she envisioned Tyrell pulling her face down to his cock as he sat there watching TV. A grin formed on her lips when she glanced at David and thought to herself, "That's something you'll never do."

Around dinner time David asked Kelly if she felt like going out to eat. She readily agreed as it might offer some welcome distraction from her meandering thoughts about still being with Tyrell. A half hour later their car was pulling up to a restaurant and Kelly's mind was once again struck with fear. Could anyone there have seen her out with Tyrell the other day? Had anyone also visited a patient at her father's hospital and recognize her?

Again Kelly scolded herself for being so foolish to think like that, and the stream of thoughts ended with her finally concluding, "Stop it. None of these people have any clue I am fucking Tyrell." That thought caused her to giggle out loud and when David asked what she was laughing at, she just shook her head saying it was nothing.

Once seated, Kelly began to gain comfort her secret was secure. All those people around her, her husband directly across from her, and none of them knew that earlier that morning she had sucked off her black lover. None of them knew her pussy had been filled with his seed. None of them knew he had taken her anal virginity. None of them knew any of it. Throughout their dinner, all of this combined to serve as a measure of freedom for her, and only increased the feeling of naughtiness she was beginning to enjoy. It also continued to chip away at her intentions to return to respecting her marital vows.

After dinner as the evening wore on towards bed time, Kelly again had a wave of anxiety hit her as she wondered what she should do if David initiated sex. She was fearful he might notice something was different about her after fucking Tyrell so frequently over the last few days.

In the end, it was guilt more than desire which prompted Kelly to welcome David's advances. But she felt a strange desire the moment they kissed and their tongues touched. She thought back to her tongue receiving Tyrell's cum just hours earlier. Though she knew there was no way there could be anything remaining, the thought excited her tremendously. It served to spawn her desire to actually continue their sex.

Kelly was actually a bit amused as her husband went through his normal ritual of his sexual routine. A period of time kissing. A period of time squeezing her breasts and sucking her nipples, and then slipping inside her and cumming rather quickly. It was markedly different from what she experienced with Tyrell.

Tyrell 'gave' by taking her. Tyrell laid out expectations which she sought to achieve. Tyrell generated lust in her by his look or his touch. David inspired none of that.

Kelly had never thought of it before and probably never would have, had she not had her recent experience, but it was probably why until a few days ago, she didn't really think of sex in such a powerful way. She went through the motions with her husband. She fucked Tyrell.

She was barely through this string of thoughts when she felt David tense up and begin to cum. She wondered if she had even made a sound during this brief little exchange and made a conscious effort to express a moan of enjoyment to avoid hurting her husband's feelings.

Unlike her time with Tyrell, Kelly made no effort to clean her husband's penis with her mouth. She instead handed him the box of tissues after removing one for herself to clean her pussy. She couldn't help but giggle at the comparison between the two men when David got up to throw his tissue away and Kelly handed him hers.

David was soon fast asleep as Kelly lay next to him. Her husband's penis did nothing to get her off, but it did rekindle the fire for an actual fucking and she had no desire to sleep. As if on autopilot, Kelly picked up her phone and pulled up the recent string of texts she exchanged with Tyrell. There she found what she was looking for, the picture of his hard black cock which he had sent her at the hospital.

Kelly lay next to her clueless husband as she gazed at the picture of her desire. She rubbed her clit to two wonderful orgasms but it did not quench the need to have a cock, a real cock, inside her pussy. Grudgingly, she put the phone down and resolved to get some sleep, telling herself she would need to confine her lust for Tyrell to these little solo masturbation sessions.

The next morning, Kelly woke up and intended to block Tyrell from her mind. During the day she stayed active by shopping or just running errands. She and David discussed options on what to do with her father and she also spoke with her brother. David had tried to talk Kelly into getting her brother to fly out and take a turn at her father's place so the burden was not all on her, but she rejected his ideas citing the agreement she and her brother had made based on where they lived. These things all served to keep her mind at bay.

At night however, when things began to slow down, Tyrell once again emerged into her thoughts. It usually began when she started the process of getting ready for bed. She couldn't help but reflect on how her marital bed was essentially for sleeping, while Tyrell's was for fucking. The end result was her falling asleep with thoughts of Tyrell either fucking her or her riding him.

She had tried to initiate sex with David on the second night but was concerned how he might respond to this suddenly forward behavior. Would he question what got into her? Would she somehow reveal some new skills which would expose her infidelity? Or worse, would he not respond to her advances and only confirm her growing belief that her sex life with her husband was forever inadequate. She opted to avoid all the issues and decided she would give it some time before pushing things any further.

Right after Kelly made her decision to let some time pass, her phone buzzed. It was a text message from Tyrell: "Missing me?"

She wanted to be angry at his arrogance in asking that question. She wanted to say no; that she was happy to be home with her husband. But she couldn't type the words. It wasn't just that she couldn't make her fingers do it, it was also the moisture she felt in her pussy at the thoughts Tyrell's text had generated.

Kelly tried to take the innocent route in her response, "Tyrell, you can't text me like this. David is right next to me."

Tyrell provided a playful mocking answer to her dilemma, "Awww. You wishing it was me laying there?"

"Tyrell, please!" Kelly pleaded.

"Girl, get your ass to a place where you ain't gotta worry about him!"

As Kelly read Tyrell's commanding reply, David rolled over and asked if everything was ok. Kelly seized the opportunity to get out of bed and continue the chat with Tyrell. "Everything's ok David. One of my friends is texting. I'm going to go to the living room so you can get to sleep." With that, she leaned over and gave her unsuspecting husband a kiss before getting out of bed to chat with her lover.

She gently closed the bedroom door behind herself and then nearly hopped into the living room in an almost teenage excitement. Kelly plopped herself on the couch then quickly replied to Tyrell, "I'm up and in the living room. He was asking what was going on!"

Tyrell replied with a simple smiling emoji, and then sent a second reply, "Call me"

Kelly's left hand slipped below the waistband of her pajama shorts as she read that command a few times. Then she clicked the call button.

Tyrell answered in that deep voice which she had come to adore, "Whatcha doing girl?"

Kelly could not believe the excitement she was feeling at the moment. She tried to think back to a first date in high school or some other event which had given her the same butterfly sensation she was currently experiencing. She replied in a sexy whispered purr she didn't even intend, "I was just getting in bed. David was lying next to me."

She didn't know why she felt the need to add that last line, and whether it was for her or Tyrell's benefit. Probably both.

Tyrell continued in his bedroom voice, "Mmmmm...I like the sound of you getting in bed. Of course if I was there it wouldn't be to go to sleep."

Kelly unknowingly let out a low moan as her fingers gently stroked her clit to thoughts Tyrell's words spawned in her mind. Her finger gently circled her clit as Tyrell continued, "You touching yourself girl?"

"Mmmhmmm..." Kelly moaned in response.

"Keep it going babe. Cum for me, girl...cum for me."

And that was all it took. Kelly's pussy climaxed in response to the arousal she was feeling and Tyrell's command. Her breasts arched towards the ceiling as she humped her pelvis to meet her pleasuring finger. All the while she held the phone to her ear and listened to Tyrell's alternating breathing or moaning. The sounds were heavenly.

As Kelly settled down, Tyrell asked, "I like the sound of that girl. But you need a cock to really get you off. Ain't that right?"

She smiled as he spoke, but before she could answer she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. It was David. "Everything ok honey?" he asked.

Kelly heard Tyrell chuckle on the phone and felt a slight sense of embarrassment which evolved into irritation that David was there. In a very real way he was intruding on her time with her lover. She looked back at David, who was standing in the kitchen looking at her in the living room through the nook, and said, "Everything's fine David. I'll be in bed in a few minutes. Go back to sleep."

David somewhat sheepishly nodded and then stepped away towards the bedroom as Kelly and Tyrell, like a teenager busted by her parents, giggled at the situation. After a moment, Kelly told Tyrell she needed to go to avoid any issues. Tyrell agreed and they said their goodnights.

The next few nights found Kelly and Tyrell engaging once again in sexual texts or phone calls, though these were done with more discretion and away from David.

On her fourth day home, Kelly's phone buzzed a bit earlier than normal and she quickly grabbed in anticipation of more sexy playtime with Tyrell. That quickly fizzled out when realized it was the hospital calling to say they decided home hospice was the only option for her father and they wanted to transport him to his house no later than the next afternoon while they worked on longer term hospice plans.

The rapid turnaround in emotions from what she thought that call was, coupled with this short timeline was overwhelming. While the hospital was going to coordinate transport and help set up the necessary care, they were not going to make her father's house ready for what was to come. She needed to get there and rearrange whatever was required in preparation for his arrival.

She broke the news to David about having to leave for the hospital while gathering her clothes at the same time. Kelly's mind was racing as she packed and she was only partially listening to David as he expressed his concerns. It was only when there was an extended period of silence did she realize he was waiting for an answer.

Kelly turned to David and said "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

David stepped up to her and put his hands on each of her shoulders saying, "Would you like me to go with you?"

Kelly took a few moments to comprehend his words as the hands being on her shoulders brought her thoughts back to Tyrell and the gentle pressure he would apply when he wanted her on her knees before him.

She quickly got herself back on track and told David, "No honey. I will have enough to manage and don't want to have to worry about you getting back for work. I don't have to worry about anything until school starts getting closer."

David nodded his understanding and told Kelly he was going to take her car to fill up the gas tank. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek in gratitude and then watched as he left the room. Once hearing the car back out of the driveway, Kelly sat down heavily on her bed.

Her heart was pounding with the potential of what was to come. She was almost embarrassed at the reaction she was having. She had just received a phone call about her father's deteriorating health, yet she was aroused because the situation was going to put her back with Tyrell. The dampness in her pussy told her she was looking forward to doing just that.

With David gone, Kelly grabbed her phone and stared at it a few moments. She needed to contact Tyrell to let him know, but wanted to try and hide the arousal she was feeling. She keyed in Tyrell's contact information and felt her nipples rise and pussy flush when she heard his voice. She could tell from the sound that he was still in bed. And she immediately mentally transported herself to being there beside him. Or on top of him. Or beneath him.

As excited as she was, Kelly needed to get to the point of the actual visit before the conversation went anywhere else, "Hi Tyrell. My father is being sent home from the hospital tomorrow. I am coming up this afternoon to get things ready."

Tyrell responded, "Girl, you can 'come' here any you want."

Kelly gave a nervous, laughing reply, "Tyrell, stop that. This is serious."

"Don't worry about me girl. I'll be just how you want me."

Kelly was struck by the double meaning of his last statement and was unsure how to respond. She chose the innocent route, "Thank you."

She sat back again and could not escape the arousal she was now feeling at returning to Tyrell. Her body was involuntarily responding in anticipation. She briefly debated going into the bathroom to get herself off before finishing packing, but didn't want David to return home midway through. Instead, she picked out some of her sexier clothes and put them in the bottom of her bag, then quickly covered them with clothing David was more familiar with. She convinced herself that it was best if she do so 'just in case'. Shortly after she finished packing, Kelly heard the car pull up and then a moment later David was in the house. After a brief discussion where she provided her plans, Kelly and David exchanged a hug and a kiss and then she was pulling out of the driveway.