"Kelvin Whyte, you've been approved as the Purveyor of Bisexual BWC in Atlanta," said Madame Crystal Jane Benoit. The tall, curvy and dark-skinned black woman looked at the young white man and smiled. Born in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, to a wealthy family of Foundational Black Americans, Madame Crystal Jane Benoit is a product of Spelman College and Georgia State University School of Law. When she isn't presiding over the Georgia Supreme Court, Madame Crystal Benoit is an adjudicator for the High Court of Multicultural Affairs. The lady takes both jobs very seriously.
A heavy silence reigned over the Atlanta division of the High Court of Multicultural Affairs after Madame Crystal Jane Benoit's verdict. Kelvin Whyte swallowed hard and tried not to show his happiness. The tall, red-haired and green-eyed young man had been looking for such a position for a very long time and finally, he got himself the most coveted spot in the continental United States. Every bisexual BWC wants to be in a minority-majority city, and they don't get any hotter than Atlanta.
"Thank you ma'am," Kelvin Whyte replied with the appropriate humility. Kelvin nodded gracefully and then smiled at the rest of the court. The High Court of Multicultural Affairs or HCMA is the main power behind the Bi BWC program. Across the U.S. and Canada, well-endowed bisexual white males are deployed into minority communities to fuck both women and men, to foment acceptance of male bisexuality and forge multicultural and interracial bonds. It is very rewarding work for those who can handle it...
"My husband Tyrone Jabber and I are having a dinner at our house in Buckhead this evening around seven, do come by," Madame Crystal Jane Benoit said firmly. Kelvin nodded and smiled, knowing that the lady's words were an order and not a request. When Kelvin came to Atlanta, Georgia, from Austin, Texas, he knew that the competition for the Atlanta post would be fierce. Finally, his hard work paid off and he got the job. How awesome is that?
"Yes ma'am," Kelvin replied. Madame Crystal Jane Benoit, the big boss of the Atlanta division of the High Court of Multicultural Affairs smiled and nodded, pleased with Kelvin's acquiescence. The court session ended, and the members of the assembly left. Kelvin headed back to his hotel, and spent the next few hours virtually checking out apartments. He was going to be living in Atlanta for the foreseeable future. The best assignment that a bisexual BWC man can aspire to has just landed in his lap. Is that cool or what?
Kelvin called several landlords, superintendents and property management companies in the metropolitan Atlanta area after checking out their listings. He wanted a 2000-dollar-a-month place, preferably two-bedroom, enough for his private life and his work. Kelvin does call center work from home, and he also does IT Helpdesk stuff for various tech companies all over America and Canada, that's how he makes his money. This type of work also gives Kelvin plenty of free time to pursue his passion, the delivery of bisexual BWC to minority women and minority men. Isn't that thoughtful of him?
At Madame Crystal Jane Benoit's townhouse, located in the Cosgrove Circle neighborhood of Buckhead, Georgia, things were brewing. The tall, lovely older black woman was cooking up a storm. As Madame Crystal cooked, her husband Tyrone Jabber readied some fine wine for the occasion. The tall, bald-headed and handsome older black man, a product of Morehouse College and the United States Marine Corps, has become a connoisseur of rare wines in his latter years. Nothing wrong with that at all. Wealthy black couples are perfectly capable of appreciating the finer things in life. Folks, let no one tell you otherwise.
"I hope this Kelvin dude is a worthy Bi BWC Purveyor," Tyrone Jabber said as he looked at a bottle of South African wine. Madame Crystal smiled at her husband and shook her head. Tyrone is every bit the alpha male and he had a good relationship with Floyd Finkelstein, the well-endowed, bisexual Jewish man who was Atlanta's Purveyor of Bi BWC for almost two decades before retiring. Tyrone didn't like how quickly the High Court of Multicultural Affairs replaced his old buddy Finkelstein with that Kelvin fellow. Oh well, life goes on, right?
"I promise you won't be disappointed," Madame Crystal assured her husband Tyrone, who sighed. A few hours later, Kelvin showed up at the door. He was well-dressed and smelled good. Madame Crystal opened the door and greeted Kelvin warmly while Tyrone looked him up and down. The tall, older black man had his doubts about the young white man and it showed. Kelvin was polite to both Tyrone and Madame Crystal, who ushered him into their lovely home.
"Thanks for having me, folks, you have a lovely home," Kelvin said politely as he was led to the dining room. Madame Crystal sat next to her hubby Tyrone, who was at the head of the table. They began eating their meal, which consisted of white rice, bean sauce, fried pork, and fine red wine from South Africa. Kelvin thanked the wealthy black couple profusely for their hospitality as he dined with them. Madame Crystal was all smiles but Tyrone kept giving Kelvin looks of appraisal, as if he doubted him. Kelvin was all smiles and charm as he took Tyrone's low-key animosity in stride. Comes with the job, folks.
"Alright, let's see what you got," Tyrone declared at the end of the meal. Madame Crystal looked at her hubby and shook her head. Tyrone stood up and unzipped his pants, revealing his long and thick black cock. Madame Crystal licked her lips. She has been fond of Tyrone's big black cock ever since they met almost thirty years ago at a party at a party attended by Morehouse College men and Spelman College women. Kelvin looked at Tyrone, nodded and then smiled. Madame Crystal glared at Kelvin. Was he up to the challenge?
