Dear readers. Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter posted. It was a real bitch to write. I worked on it as much as I could and hope you enjoy it. It is a long one.
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Ken quickly showered and made his self presentable. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and drank his coffee hoping to clear the fog of sleep from his mind. Something about last night troubled him though he couldn't remember what it was. The coffee didn't help. He got to his feet and headed for the kitchen.
"Good morning sleepyhead!" Jane jumped up and threw her arms around Ken's neck then kissed his lips as if she was greeting her husband.
As Jane released Ken, Mary got up and said, "I could use a kiss like that too." She grasped Ken's cock through the cloth of his shorts as she kissed his lips. "Mmm, he's waking up."
Jane sat down on Jim's lap directly over his cock. She reached between her legs and rubbed it. "Mmm, feels like you're waking up too."
The door chimes rang.
Jim shoved Jane off his lap and said, "Come on Mary, we've got company. Ken, Jane would you please come out to the foyer after we've had a chance to greet them so we can properly introduce you."
When Ken and Jane arrived, Jim introduced them. "Henry and Laura Bates, may I present Ken Rogers, and Jane Hansen? They are students at the University."
Henry was a dark black man about 6 feet tall with a stocky build, about 220 lbs.. He was dressed in a grey suit with a bright yellow polo shirt open at the neck. Laura was lighter in color than her husband but definitely a black woman. She stood about 5 feet 8 inches tall had about 40 D breasts about a 36 waist, and a high nicely rounded ass. She was dressed in a tan suit with brown wedge shoes
and a white silk blouse with a green silk scarf.
Henry grinned and took Jane's hand kissing the back of it graciously. "It's my pleasure to meet you Miss Hansen. You may call me Henry. You might have seen my face on TV once or twice. I'm a United States Congressman."
Ken, please call me Henry. Henry offered his hand. Ken was impressed with his firm but gentle grip.
Laura greeted Jane warmly with a handshake and a left hand shoulder hug. "You're very attractive Jane. I hope we can really get to know each other."
Jim said, "Harold, would you please show Mr. and Mrs. Bates to their suite. So they can get comfortable?" Henry, when you and Laura are comfortable, Harold will show you to the pool where we have a nice brunch ready. If you'd like a drink before you come down, Harold will be happy to fix one and bring it to you. Won't you Harold?"
"Yes sir Master James. Will that be all sir?"
"Yes, Harold. Thank you."
Harold picked up the bags. "Right this way, please, Master and Mistress Bates."
After the guests were out of hearing, and they were walking back into the house Jim said, "We might as well go to the lounge and mix up some Bloody Mary's. Events are unplanned but I do know for sure that Henry and Louise are swingers. I want them both to leave here fully sated and happy. Both Mary and I will do whatever we can to make that happen, and I'm sure that both of you will too. At this point the best I can suggest is to flirt and let the chips fall where they may. "Jim walked behind the bar and began mixing a pitcher of Bloody Mary's. "Jane I don't know what you thought of Henry, but I do know that he has what it takes to make you happy. Ken, I saw you checking Laura's ass as she walked away. You can believe I was checking it too. She could want either or both of us.
Be ready for anything."
"That Bloody Mary tastes real good, Jim." Ken said, "You're nervous, but you needn't be. Neither Jane nor I will let you down. Just relax and enjoy. It will all play out just fine.
Harold came in. "Your guests are comfortable in the guest suite sir. They're going to shower and change clothes. They wanted me to tell you how pleased and grateful they are for your hospitality. They wanted a drink to relax after the trip. I suggested Bloody Mary's since it's still early in the day. Besides, I already had the fresh celery and lemon slices ready."
"Thank you, Harold."
Mary broke the silence. "We might as well watch a DVD while we're waiting. I want to watch Jane fuck her first black man."
The TV screen showed Jane and Mark entering Mark's room with Jane asking Mark if he was sure that Ken had left the apartment.
Mary looked at Jane and said, Oh my God, Jane, you are one hot little bitch aren't you? So, are you and Ken still lovers?
"Yes, we are," Jane replied.
Ken cleared his throat. "Obviously not like we were. I guess you could call us roommates and friends with privileges now. I have to admit that I love watching her fuck, but I'd never be a cuckold for her. We're both free to do as we please. We live one day at a time. The guy she's with is my friend and business partner Mark. You might say that we share everything even our women."
"Why wouldn't you be her cuckold, Ken?" Mary asked with a smirk.
"Because I am a man, Mary. My pride and self respect are important to me. I won't trade them for anyone or anything. You black folks should know all about that. You're still struggling to get yours back after the slaver owners whip beat them out of you."
"Are you sure it's not because you are repulsed at the thought of eating another man's cum out of your wife's cunt, Ken?" Mary smirked again.
"Wouldn't you consider that degrading, Mary? Wouldn't a wife who would cause a man to do that be taking away her husband's pride and self respect to bolster that of her lover? Taste wise it could be no worse than eating my own cum or a live grub worm and I've done both. Health wise it's no worse than fucking her after she's had another man and cleaned herself, and I've done that too. It took me a little while to figure out what I thought was a dream but the little trick you played on me last night failed to produce the result you wanted. Now, unless you want to discuss this in front of your guests, I'd suggest that you change the subject."
"Jane, I already know you for what you are. I should have expected that from you. Whatever you thought to accomplish didn't work. I'd strongly advise you to treat me with respect. If you don't want to, there are plenty of women who do."
Ken looked straight into Jim's eyes with his head held high "Jim, I sincerely apologize for this little scene. I won't bring it up again."
Jim met Ken's eyes with his gaze "No apology necessary, Ken. As a black man, I understand what pride and self respect mean to a man. I also know some of the devious and dirty little schemes Mary is capable of. There are times when I'm ashamed of her. I want you to know that, man to man, you have my respect as a man and for the way you handled this incident."
"Now if you bitches are not embarrassed by your actions, you damn well should be. Go get yourselves straightened out and ready to join our guests."
Jane was in tears as she left the room. Mary looked totally embarrassed and put down.
"Well, Ken, we might as well take a fresh drink and head out to the pool. Our guests should be along any minute. I'd offer you a cigar, but I stopped using them a few years ago."
"That's fine Jim I don't use tobacco either. Personally I can't stand the stink from it. So what do you do when you're not working?"
"I'm always working, Ken. When you start out as a black kid in the ghetto who wants to become wealthy, you have to dedicate yourself to making money. It becomes a way of life. Now I can afford to spend a little. This place though is a tool to make more money. So is my wife, Mary. Once in a while I fuck her just to keep her happy. When I'm too busy making more money I send her over to Lou's place to find someone else fuck her. Why not? I don't love her, and sometimes like this morning I don't even like her. I seriously doubt that she has the ability to love anyone but herself. I think you might be a lot like me, Ken. You're in school but you fuck for money, It doesn't seem to bother you that Jane does too. You are into the surveillance camera business to make money. You were quick to see the porn side opportunity to make more money. You probably already know how I can use a camera set up in my business. I'll bet that you already know how Henry can use a system too."
"I never thought about it, but I guess you're right. I do love money. What the hell!
It's far more faithful than a woman. Oh Wow! Check that!"
Harold showed Henry and Laura Bates out onto the pool deck as Jim and Ken both stood to greet them. Laura was wearing white short shorts and a red brief bikini bra with a pair of wedge sandals. Henry wore Khaki bathing trunks and a red golf shirt with leather sandals.