Karen was sitting at her dressing table naked, getting ready for work on Monday morning. Her pussy was a little bit sore. Her husband, Ed, had given her permission to sleep with a black man she met at a seminar in Atlanta last week. She and Ed had been talking about spicing up their love life for a while, and Karen had taken full advantage of the opportunity in Atlanta. She had gone to the black man's, Greg's, room and he and Karen had fucked for almost 48 hours straight. Every time they had a break from the seminar, they had gone upstairs and made love. To top that off, she had had fucked two more black guys the third night she was at the seminar.
That wasn't why her pussy was sore though. Greg had borrowed some erectile dysfunction pills from a friend of his, and was able to fuck multiple times their last day together. Karen had told Ed about how well the pills worked, and he had gone and gotten some from his doctor. He had been after her ever she came home last Thursday. Every time she turned around, he was following her around and was hard again. She hadn't been out of the house or even had clothes on since she came home from work last Friday. If she'd known fucking another man would turn Ed on this much, she would have done it years ago.
It wouldn't be a problem for the next ten days; Ed had left this morning for his annual fishing trip. He and some friends flew in to an inland lake in Northern Canada every summer for a week of fishing and drinking. That plus the drive up and back always took ten or eleven days. They'd made love one last time this morning, during which Ed had told her she should find someone local to be her lover. He was so turned on by the thought of her being with another man that he wanted her to do it again.
Karen had told him she would look into it, that a little bit of extramarital fucking on her part was a small price to pay for his happiness. "Is it alright if it's another black man," she had asked him? "There is a guy at work that has been after me for years, I think I could have sex with him any time I want."
Ed said, "I would probably prefer it was another black man, but are you sure you want to get involved with someone you work with?"
"He works in a different department than I do, so I think it would be ok. I'll make sure things can be discreet before I go forward with it."
"I'll just leave the details up to you. I think you can find guys that want to screw you pretty much anywhere you go." While Ed and Karen have been married for twenty years, she is still quite attractive and turns heads everywhere she goes.
She kissed him goodbye as he was leaving and thanked him for the wonderful weekend of sex. "That's more like what I had imagined for us now that we're empty nesters. Maybe I'll have a little surprise for you when you get home," she said as he went out. She knew that Ed wanted to see her pussy full of her lovers come, and she loved getting her pussy filled with come. This might turn out to be a fun fishing trip for her too, she thought.
Karen dressed for work in a navy blue business suit and checked herself in the mirror before leaving. She is a CPA at a firm in the Detroit area. On her way out, she put Ed's bottle of erectile dysfunction pills in her purse. If she did find a new lover while Ed was gone, she wanted to make sure she was ready, and so was he.
Later that day, Karen was working in her office when the man she had told Ed about, James, came in to talk. James is a black man, about 35 years old, 5 years younger than Karen. He is about six feet tall, very nice looking, and always well dressed. He works in the IT department, and was always having to fix her computer. Karen always thought he made sure her computer broke down often so he could spend time with her. He has been flirting with Karen for years, but he also flirts with all the other women at work too. It's just his nature, Karen always thought, but my computer definitely has more trouble than anyone else's. She had come close to accepting his offer before, but had backed out at the last minute.
James asked Karen how the seminar had gone last week. She said it was a typical seminar, boring, but quite informational. He said that she had met a friend of his at the seminar. Karen said that she didn't remember him, but she wasn't very good at remembering names anyhow. James said that his friend had told him that Karen was always in the company of a guy that his friend knew from college, a big black guy that had been on the football team. She looked like a deer in the headlights when James said his friend had also told him that the black guy had borrowed some erectile dysfunction pills from him. Damn it's a small world, Karen thought.
James said "I told him he must have you confused with someone else. He wasn't right, was he?"
"I don't really think it's any of your business James," Karen replied, "and I don't have to discuss my private life with you." Accustomed to being completely in charge during their encounters, she was a little bit flustered and did not like this turn of events.
"So it's true," James asked? "Damn, come on Karen, you gotta tell me some details. I won't tell anyone. I need to know how he made his move if I'm ever going to get past first base."
"I didn't say it was true," Karen said, interrupting James, "and I don't think this is something we should be talking about at work either."
"Why don't you meet me after work then and we can talk about it", said James.
"I didn't mean I wanted to talk about it outside of work either," Karen said. "Besides, what would your wife think about you meeting me somewhere?"
James said that his wife and kids were out of town, visiting his sister-in-law. He said "just meet me at Mexican Village and we'll have a couple of margaritas and some dinner." He didn't really think she would go, but he had been hitting on her for years and figured you always have to at least have hope. James said he was going there for dinner anyhow, she should think about it. If she decided to come, he would buy dinner for her.
After James had left, Karen thought about the situation. She wondered if he was trying to blackmail her into putting out for him. That was funny, she thought, blackmailing me with black male information to let a black male fuck me. James was always trying to get her to meet him somewhere, but she had never thought about going. She had known he wanted in her pants from the minute she met him. She thought about his baseball metaphor, and the time she had let him get to first base. They had been at an offsite training session for a couple of days last year, and she had almost succumbed to his advances. They had spent some time talking after dinner, and had even kissed a little, but when James grabbed her breasts, she had gotten scared and went to her room for the night. James had apologized the next morning, but she told him everything was alright between them. She told him she found him very attractive, and had enjoyed kissing him, but did not want to cheat on her husband. She had told Ed that she thought James would be a good choice for her next lover, should she go and talk to him?
He is a nice looking man, she thought, and she knew that he had a big bulge. The few times she had flirted back, she had seen his package swelling up. He had rubbed it against her when they were kissing, and it had sure felt big then. It took all her strength that night not to sleep with him, she had wanted it so bad. He was swollen up pretty good just now too, she thought. She fully intended to find someone local to explore her new hobby with, and she would be delighted if James could be the one, but she needed to make sure that he could be discreet about it if they became lovers. She had worked with him for ten years, and had never heard about any affairs with any of the other women. Either he wasn't very successful with all his flirting, or he didn't kiss and tell. With all the sluts working around here, she thought, it was probably the latter. Karen realized her pussy was dripping wet. She decided to keep an open mind and meet James for dinner. Maybe she would let him kiss her some more tonight.
