Dear Readers,
Thank you for clicking on my story. This series, as the genre and tags state, is about a cheating wife involved in interracial sex. If that doesn't appeal to you or if it offends you, you might not want to read further. However, if those topics are appealing, please give this story a shot.
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DP
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The morning after Kelly, Mr. Robinson and the other Black men had their fun at David's expense, and after she discovered David's apparent sexual desires, Kelly was counting on the combination that her husband's stress-filled evening and his normal heavy sleeping would make him slow to wake. She was right.
Kelly slipped softly from the bed, avoided the squeaky spots on the floor, and then quietly made her way out of the room. Once the door was closed and she was a few feet from it, she dashed to Tyrell's downstairs room and was greeted by him sitting naked on the bed. He was expecting her.
The lovers locked eyes for a moment as they shared the unspoken understanding that time was of the essence. The risk was high, but the reward was as well. For Tyrell, there was nothing like getting his cock sucked by a white wife while her husband lay unknowing and asleep upstairs. For Kelly, there was just nothing like sucking Black cock.
Kelly wasted no time in getting Tyrell off. She worked him with intensity and his cock reciprocated. His balls were soon emptying their load into her mouth. Kelly happily swallowed it all down.
David had no idea that when his wife woke him, she was kissing him goodbye with the same lips that had just finished sucking off Tyrell just a few minutes earlier.
Kelly then got herself ready for work and quickly thereafter, left her naïve husband, who was still in bed, and headed out the door. The fall air was still slightly cool as she walked to her car, her mind dancing with thoughts of the night before and what may lay ahead.
She wasn't sure if she was to report to the school building or the apartment Mr. Robinson had designated as her "classroom", but her unasked question was answered a moment later with a simple text from her boss, "My office."
Kelly's reply was equally simple, "On my way."
Kelly glided into the building feeling as if she was almost floating. She had on a sleeveless and collarless white top with black pinstripes, which highlighted her breasts and trim torso perfectly. She had her blonde hair in a loose ponytail which paired with her top's lack of collar to expose quite a bit of neck flesh. The black skirt she had on hugged her ass nicely and allowed just enough airflow underneath to remind her she had no panties over her freshly shaved and moist pussy.
She greeted Margaret, who was seated customarily in her secretary chair and staring at her computer screen, and Margaret motioned Kelly towards Mr. Robinson's office. Her boss was standing in front of his desk, leaning back against it as she entered his office. She felt her pulse and breathing pick up immediately.
Kelly closed the door and made her way to him. Mr. Robinson didn't move a muscle or say a word. He stood there, legs shoulder width apart, arms folded across his chest, as he watched her move towards him. The confident power he exuded with his posture found Kelly drooling as she went to her knees before him.
Neither said a word. There was no reason. Her purpose was to suck him off to start his day. When she had completed that task, he would let her know what was next. It was that simple. And it was exactly what she wanted.
Kelly moved with a focus of her own as she undid his belt and the zipper of his slacks. She briefly gestured with her eyes and Mr. Robinson understood what she meant. The two of them were having an unspoken conversation. A level of understanding that can only be reached with repetition in performing the same thing. He momentarily raised his butt from the desk, allowing Kelly to lower his slacks enough to free his cock for her mouth.
The saliva in Kelly's mouth was about to drool over her lower lip as his shaft sprang into view. She swallowed heavily, then pulled the swollen member to her mouth. She planted a warm, wet kiss on the head before running her tongue around the crown and then down the shaft. She took both of his full testicles into her mouth, one after the other, caressing them gently with her lips and tongue, and then pulled back to begin sucking him off.
The drool finally spilled out over her lip as the shaft squeezed out all available space within her mouth. The sensation was something Kelly had come to crave. She couldn't see it, but she imagined the long string of saliva hanging from her chin swaying back and forth with each bob of her head. As she dipped her head again to suck his balls, that string of saliva wrapped under her chin and on to the upper part of her neck. Kelly moaned in pleasure.
Kelly then began her oral tribute for their mutual pleasure. The slow push of his cock across her tongue, to the back of her mouth and into her throat. The gagging sensation as her throat adjusted to him. All of these things were feelings Kelly now craved.
Her right hand fondled his balls and her left, her wedding ring always visible, stroked his shaft. It didn't take long before his testicles were ready to release. His shaft throbbed as it pulsed his load into her mouth. Kelly relished the taste and the sensation before gulping his entire load down into her belly.
Kelly had sucked off two Black men already this morning and it was only just after 8am. Her pussy was now begging for attention, and she hoped Mr. Robinson had something planned to provide it. She looked up at her boss expectantly.
Mr. Robinson was still catching breath as he smiled down at Kelly who was licking her lips to capture any remaining spend she may have missed. He settled himself then said, "How'd your husband react after we left last night?"
