It's been two months since our wedding and my husband Roger and I are just settling in our new apartment. It is a one bedroom apartment on the outskirts of town. We decided to live in an apartment for a year, so we could save up money get a house of our own.
We only been here a couple days and my husbands work is sending him off on a business trip for four days. I didn't want him to go, but he promised me it would help get him that raise if he did this trip. Roger worked for a marketing firm that required him to travel a lot, so I was kind of used to him leaving. I was currently unemployed, so I was going to be really bored with my husband gone.
I took Roger to the airport in the morning and came back home to finish unpacking. It was around noon when I decided to go to the store to get some groceries. As I was leaving the apartment I noticed the building maintenance guy staring at me as I walked down the hall towards him. He was on a ladder changing a light bulb. As I approached, he came off the ladder and reached out his hand for me to shake. I was not expecting this, but I didn't want to be rude, so I extended my hand to his.
"Hello young lady, my name is Leroy, Welcome to my building."
"Hello, my name is Sarah, my husband and I just moved in to apartment 302."
He was a massive man, at least six foot four 200 plus pounds and he was black as coal.
"Well if there anything you need, you just let Leroy here know."
Just as he said that, he gave me a wink and released my hand. That was definitely awkward I thought to myself as I walked on down the hall.
When I got back home from the store I unpacked the groceries and got dressed in my gym outfit to go down to test out the fitness room that was in the building. After my workout I passed by Leroy again. This time he gave me a quick smile as he passed by. When I got back up to my apartment, I was about to hop in the shower, when I heard someone knocking at my door. I quickly threw on a t-shirt and sweat short shorts on, and answered the door. It was Leroy standing there.
"Sorry to bother you ma'am, I just need to change out the air filter in your furnace."
"Sure come on in."
I could feel him staring at me in my loose fitting t-shirt. He followed me in and I knew he was checking my ass out in my short sweat shorts. He opened up the utility closet and had to lay down on the floor to change out the filter. I was about to walk away when he called me back over to him.
"Let me show you how to open this thing up to change out the filter," He said.
I walked back over to him were he was lying on the floor. He turned to look up at me and had a perfect view of my crotch. I tried to stand away from him as much as I could but the closet was small. He was showing me how to change out the air filter. The whole time he was staring up my ass standing over top him. I started to feel very awkward and tried to rush him to finish up and get out. But he was taking his sweet time. How long does this take, to change out a damn filter, I thought.
That's when I noticed a huge bulge in his pants. That couldn't be what I think it is. It looked like it went down to his knee.
"You like what you see," He said.
I was so embarrassed he caught me looking.
"What are you talking about," I said. Pretending like I didn't know.
"You ever seen a big black dick before?"
"What," I was so shocked he said that to me. Maybe I misheard him.
"What did you just say to me?"
"I said, You ever seen a big black dick."
He stood up and started to unzip his pants.
"Get out now," I screamed at him. "I'm a happily married woman and would never cheat on my husband."
I backed my way out of the closet before he could stand up. He walked around the corner and into the room where I was standing. I was starting to get scared. I didn't know what he was going to do to me. He then proceeded to slowly pull his cock out his pants. Holy shit, there is no way that thing could be real. That was the first cock other than my husbands that I've ever seen before. I couldn't believe my eyes. It had to be at least ten inches long and as thick around as a can of soda at the base. I tried to hold back any expression of shock on my face. But my eyes were wide open and locked onto his dick. I tried my hardest to look away.
"You need to leave now," I said.
He slowly walked towards me. My knees were shaking, I was so scared.
"Please leave now, my husband will be home any minute."
"You gotta touch my cock before I leave," He said.
"WHAT", I said to him.
I didn't know what to do, I just wanted this all to end.
"If I touch it, will you promise to leave."
"Yes," he said with an evil grin.
So my hand slowly reached out and grabbed the head of his cock. My hand was shaking, I was so nervous.
"That's it girl, pull on it a little bit."
I did what he said. I could feel it getting larger in my hand. My body was getting so hot, I couldn't believe what I was doing. I've never felt another mans cock before. It had to be at least four times bigger than my husbands. He looked down at me as I was stroking on his massive manhood.
"You know you want it, girl. That's a real mans dick there. I'll tear your hot little pussy up with this dick."
The more he talked dirty the hotter my body was getting. He had my blood boiling and my heart was racing.
"Alright, I've touched your dick long enough, you gotta leave now."
Surprisingly, he stuffed his dick back in his pants and started heading for the door. Before he left, he turned to me and said, "You know were to find me. You can't say no this." He left me his phone number and walked out.
I locked the door behind him and went and sat on the couch before I passed out. What did I just do? I've only been married for two months and here I was stroking another mans dick. That's when I realized my pussy was so wet. Why was I acting like such a slut to him? Why did I get so fucking horny?
I headed straight for the shower to clean up. I just couldn't get the image of his cock out of my head. It was just so big and hot with big veins running down it. I started to get really wet again thinking about Leroy's cock. I couldn't control myself. After I got out of the shower, I lay in bed and tried to think of my loving husband. But my mind kept picturing stroking on Leroy's massive dick. I started rubbing my wet pussy. For some reason I wanted to taste his cock so bad. I felt so naughty thinking of another man. But it made my pussy feel so good. I fingered my self to an amazing orgasm while thinking about sucking on his dick.