Stacy's Pandemic Changes

Stacy's Pandemic Changes

The below story is an interracial, cheating, and (mild) cuckold story. If this appeals to you, please read on. If you don't enjoy any of those genres, then this story might not be for you. I welcome your constructive feedback, and hopefully your high votes!!

I hope to add more chapters to this new story.

A Special thank you to my dear Todger for his editing prowess!

DP

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Stacy Madden was excited for her upcoming company training. She'd only been an employee at the company for a few months and was already selected for the two-week seminar. She had worked hard since being hired and tried to distinguish herself once the training discussion began. So, she had no concerns that she was selected based on merit.

But she also knew that Darrell almost certainly played a role also.

Darrell was a classmate of hers in college and she felt he had the hots for her. In the classes they shared, she always felt he was checking her out and, quite honestly, it made her feel good. However, she was happily married for six months to Tim, her college sweetheart, and had no reason to do anything but appreciate Darrell's routine looks. Plus, Darrell was Black. Stacy never really considered being with a Black man.

Darrell was a nephew of one of the higher-ups in the company and would also be attending the training with Stacy. Once he found out she would be joining him, Darrell was obviously excited, but it didn't come across in any time of sexual manner, primarily because Darrell kept talking about being able to see his uncle and how he wanted to introduce them. Darrell's uncle, Draymond, or Uncle Dray ran operations at the training location.

Tim knew Darrell from seeing him around campus when he was with Stacy, and he always felt a little uncomfortable since he saw the looks. So, he wasn't quite as excited that Darrell would be with her over the course of the training. Along with that, he knew Stacy had an outgoing personality and liked to have fun, and all that combined to make him a little queasy about her trip. But he couldn't deny it was a great opportunity for her and he had to let it go.

So, on Sunday, March 1

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, 2020, Stacy was boarding a plane with Darrell and headed to the company training. She and Darrell were not seated near one another and didn't see each other until they landed. They met up at the baggage carousel.

As Stacy was approaching, she saw Darrell waiting for his bags while engaged with a friendly conversation with another young Black man. Both sets of eyes turned to watch as she walked up. She felt the flush of redness at their looks but smiled and greeted them both. Darrell introduced her to James who was also attending the training. James and Darrell clearly knew each other but he worked at a different location, so she had never met him.

All three of them were staying at the same hotel and each had a separate rental car which were soon following one another to the building. As they were checking in, both Darrell and James suggested going to get some food after they dropped off their bags and Stacy reluctantly agreed. She was hungry but felt a little awkward going out with the two men just because she wasn't sure how it would sit with Tim.

Both Darrell and James seemed to sense her reluctance and Darrell said, "Come on, Stacy. It's just some dinner. No harm in that between co-workers. Plus, you got to get to know my boy here.", giving James a subtle jab to the ribs.

Stacy smiled and knew she was being silly. They agreed to meet downstairs in about an hour to head out for food.

In her room, she called Tim to let him know she arrived safely and then they just made small talk before she hung up and then got herself cleaned up. On the elevator ride downstairs, she couldn't help but feel a bit of excitement at going out to dinner with two other men. She couldn't recall a time she was out with a man other that Tim since they had started dating, other than maybe her father.

Both Darrell and James were waiting on her and again she felt their eyes as she stepped off the elevator. Regardless of today's politically correct culture, it felt good to see the looks they gave her.

Darrell drove and picked Plaza Azteca since they knew there should be plenty of TVs on the wall to watch sports. Once inside, Stacy excused herself to go to the bathroom and came back to find that they had ordered a margarita for her and beers for themselves. The drinks arrived a moment after she sat down.

Stacy was a bit concerned as margaritas were a weakness of hers. Still, not wanting to be awkward, she accepted the kind gesture and the three of them had dinner.

It really was an insignificant event, but she did feel rather scandalous sitting there with two men other than her husband. Actually, a bit more than that as these were Black men. It seemed they were actually drawing a bit of attention, though that was probably all in her mind.

As dinner went by, Stacy was feeling good and enjoying the banter between Darrell and James, and also the break from the routine with Tim. The familiarity the two men shared served to quickly break the ice between everyone at the table and Stacy had a brief recollection of being back in college and just having fun.

The conversation turned a little more suggestive and James ultimately brought up how Stacy kept herself in such great shape. Stacy turned red, but admitted to being a fan of running and cycling and how she felt it important to keep oneself fit. At 5'4" and 120lbs, she was doing quite a good job of it.

She couldn't help but feel the sexual tension building at the table and excused herself to go to the bathroom again. Inside, she looked in the mirror and scolded herself for letting herself feel that way. She had no intention of things going further and decided that dinner that night would be a one-time thing and that she wouldn't participate in other events outside of the training seminar.

Returning to the table, the men were clearly ogling her, and she sat down with an appreciative smile, but said nothing to either encourage or discourage them. A short while later, she suggested they leave and though the men gave her playful grief, they agreed, and Stacy was soon back in her hotel room. She felt a burning desire to pleasure herself and shortly after entering the room, Stacy was fingering herself to orgasm.

The next morning, Stacy went for a run on the hotel treadmill then got herself ready and headed off to the training. Both Darrell and James were there to greet her and the jovial banter from the night before began again when each was putting on their name tags. The men were actually quite fun.

Training went on as training often does and some parts were flat out boring. On breaks, she found herself gravitating once again towards Darrell and James. It was actually an interesting social experiment as she noticed she was the only woman engaging in conversation with men; women tended to congregate around women, and men around men. Yet, here she was joking with two Black men. That thought kept popping up in her mind during future lulls in training.

That evening, and the next two evenings, she begged off going to dinner with them as she didn't want to give the wrong impression. Since she hadn't got herself 'in' with the other women there from the start, she found it difficult to get in now and thus ended up having dinner by herself and then calling Tim once she returned to her room. She was a few hours behind him, so it worked out well as he was generally getting in bed when she called.

On Thursday, the men worked on Stacy to get her to join them, and she again opted out, but by Friday they had worn her resolve down. She decided to join them and she had a blast. They went to dinner and then hit a club next door. She had a little more to drink then she was used to but had a great time dancing, something Tim does not like to do. As everyone's inhibitions loosened up with the alcohol, Stacy's bubbly and fun personality began to fully reveal itself. The men were clearly taken by her.

Before the night went too long, she excused herself and called Tim from a quiet spot outside. She didn't tell him what she was doing as she knew he was a little uncomfortable with Darrell and didn't want to cause an issue. When she went back inside, both asked her where she was and she casually said, "I was just calling Tim to say goodnight."

For whatever reason, this prompted a little laughter and fun being poked at Tim by both men about her being out and him tucking himself in. Those scandalous feelings from a few nights ago and together with the alcohol she had tonight, served to have Stacy joining them in guilty laughter.

Stacy was quite buzzed when the Uber driver dropped the three of them off at the hotel. The male driver gave her a look which she interpreted as he thought she was going back to their room to fuck them, and it only served to excite her a bit. She opted to not join them at the hotel bar and heard one of them make an offhand comment about Tim as she was getting on the elevator.

Stacy fingered herself to orgasm before calling it a night.

Saturday, Stacy intended to keep a low profile and was going to run the treadmill and then either hang out in her room or just go do some local area sightseeing. She made it as far as the treadmill. As she was wrapping up her run, Darrell walked in to use some of the weights offered in the hotel gym. The man really has a nice body and now Stacy was doing some of her own ogling. She tried to be discrete, but none of it slipped past Darrell.

He quickly struck up a conversation with her about whether she was hungover and just about night before in general. Stacy ended up sticking around for a bit and before you know it, she agreed to go out with the two of them again that night. She mildly scolded herself on the elevator back to her room but at the same time couldn't deny that it was fun to be out with them.

Saturday night was a repeat of Friday night and Darrell made a joking comment about whether Stacy had any such drunken weekends since college. She gave the honest answer that Tim wasn't such a fan of drinking and that evolved into Darrell and James making some slightly condescending comments towards Tim. Stacy was having fun and a bit tipsy, so she only giggled a bit at their comments.

When she went to excuse herself to call Tim, he again became the butt of some jokes as she walked away and again when she returned. The partying night went on with increasingly flirtatious behavior and then they called for a ride.

She repeated her routine from the night before and fingered herself to another orgasm in her hotel room after being dropped by the Uber driver.

Sunday, Stacy was adamant to herself about not running into either Darrell or James. She went out for breakfast and avoided the hotel gym just to be safe. However, at lunchtime, she needed to get out of her room and decided to take a run at a local park. She didn't even get out of the hotel before running into Darrell.

He was quite happy to see her and said, "Hey Stacy! Glad to see you. I'm about to take a visit to my uncle's place. He's a big dog in the company. Care to join and meet him?"

Professionally speaking, how could she refuse?

She agreed and asked Darrell to give her a few minutes to change and before long they were in his car heading to his uncle's place. It was just her and Darrell and the two of them made light small talk about the weekend, as Stacy attempted to make the point of how she doesn't usually party like that. Darrell kind of laughed that off and she couldn't help but join him since it was pretty clear she had a great time.

Stacy was a little hesitant about James not being there. Not that she was necessarily seeking his company, but she was a somewhat reluctant about showing up looking as she and Darrell were dating.

Soon enough, they were pulling up to a gorgeous house and Stacy was quite impressed. Darrell explained how he hadn't been there in a really long time and couldn't wait to get inside.

As they parked, standing on the large steps leading to the expansive front porch, was a Black man about ten years older than her and Darrell. Stacy assumed it was a son of Darrell's uncle, making him a cousin. However, upon introductions, she was stunned to find it was the uncle!

"Uncle Dray! Great to see you again!", as the two men shook hands and embraced.

Stacy watched with a smile on her face and then noticed that Darrell's uncle had his eyes on her the whole time. She felt her face turn red and shyly glanced at her feet before looking back up at him. She had to admit, the lustful and desirous looks she had been receiving from Darrell, James, and now Darrell's uncle was starting to have an effect on her. It made her feel sexy and desired. Feelings that had started to push her professional goals into the backseat just a bit.

Darrell then turned to her and introduced her to his uncle who reached out and took her hand in his. Warmth and power exuded from that simple touch. And he made no secret of looking her up and down. Sexual harassment was obviously not a concern of his and, Stacy giggled to herself, she really didn't mind those eyes taking her in anyway.

Greetings complete, the three of them made their way into Dray's gorgeous home. He gave them the obligatory walkthrough, refamiliarizing Darrell to the place and giving a bit of a more explanatory talk to Stacy.

Something about this man was striking a chord with her, but she didn't know what. He had an easygoing manner coupled with his raw confidence. Clearly, he was stunningly attractive, and he felt something similar towards her based on his glances her way. Obviously, his money didn't hurt, but that had never been a factor for her. Whatever it was, it was stirring her insides in a way she hadn't felt in a long while.

The three of them eventually settled down to reacquaint or get to know one another and Dray got everyone some drinks. Like Darrell getting her a margarita without asking on the first night out, Dray didn't ask what she wanted either. He just came back in with a beer for each of them. It was another notch in Dray's belt for her.

A couple hours and a couple beers later, Stacy was feeling good. She had loosened up further and felt as if she was now just hanging out with friends as opposed to professional associates. She couldn't deny the desire that she hoped Dray would attempt to make a move on her, even if she would have to reject it based on her marriage to Tim. She felt as if he were toying with her, and it was driving her crazy. It only served to increase her flirtatious behavior.

They three of them ordered pizza and Dray was now being unmistakable in his teasing with her. He was always within arm's length, and she was having a hard time resisting touching him. As the laughter and fun ensued, she made her playful swats of his arm last just a little longer than normal.

All too soon the night came to an end and it was time to say goodbye. She watched as Darrell and his uncle did their man handshake and then embraced and was licking her lips in anticipation and hope that Dray would pull her into his arms also. She was not disappointed.

Dray stepped up to her and extended his arms. Stacy felt as if she melted into him. After a nice hug, he pulled back slightly and said, "I'm hoping you'll come by again before the seminar is over."

Stacy was breathlessly nodding, her mouth too dry to speak.

It was somewhat of an awkward drive back to the hotel with Darrell for Stacy. He clearly had noticed the connection between Stacy and Dray. It was impossible to hide. For him, it was a welcome turn of events at the potential of getting somewhere with Stacy. For her, she didn't want to off the "wrong impression."

A short while later, safely tucked away in her hotel bed, Stacy's fingers again took her to orgasm, the thoughts of Dray, and a bit of Darrell, on her mind.

The following day at the seminar she met up again with Darrell and James as Darrell was recounting the fun from the day before. James was a little envious which made Stacy feel good and only added a little further to the sentiments that had been brewing since the trip began.

However, shortly after lunchtime everything began to change. The stories of the virus began to really pick up steam. There was debate about cancelling the seminar and that just kind of dominated events. Things moved at such speed from that point, that the decision to cancel the seminar was made the following morning. Stacy tried in vain to make travel arrangements home, but with all of the chaos in additional travelers and fewer flights made that a futile effort.

Compounding things, being trapped in the hotel with all of these strangers was no longer an appealing option. She met with Darrell and James in the morning and Darrell suggested they go stay at his uncle's place. He had the room. It would limit contact with others, and they could have a good time until they could travel. It was a good suggestion, but the butterflies immediately came to life in Stacy's belly.

She texted her husband and let him know about the seminar and about the travel, but she omitted the part about Dray's place. She had to figure out a good way to present that.

Early that afternoon, Darrell confirmed things with Dray and he, James and Stacy checked out of their rooms, and she and James returned their rental cars. Stacy was a ball of nerves on the ride over. She found Dray tremendously attractive and fun, and those same sentiments were growing for Darrell and James. All of these feelings further enflamed by her nightly masturbation sessions. And she knew they would party while at Dray's place which meant things would only grow. But, there really was no other option.

She was so lost in thought that she didn't even realize they had arrived until Darrell shut off the car. Her first sight upon stepping out of the car. Dray. Casually dressed in clothing perfect to compliment his body and to go with the warm afternoon. Stacy's breath caught as she saw him.

It was Stacy who Dray greeted first. He grabbed her bags with no effort and hauled them into the house, showing her to the room she would occupy.

After putting her bags inside, he seemed to linger in the doorway making casual conversation.

His attractiveness and flirtatious nature were all welcome stress relievers compared to what was being discussed on the news. Stacy didn't want him to leave any more than he did. The two of them shared some subtle laughs before he ultimately excused himself so she could unpack.

The moment Dray left, Stacy's first inclination was to close the door, strip off her pants, and finger herself to orgasm. She resisted the urge and decided instead to use the unpacking process to let her feelings settle down. It worked to a degree.

When she finally ventured out of the room, an hour or so later, Stacy had on a simple pair of shorts and an unintentionally sexy sleeveless white top. Her selection of clothing complimented her fit athletic form perfectly. Dray, Darrell, and James were in the living room talking until she stepped into the room. Then they fell in silence looking at her.

Try as she might, she could not help the flush of embarrassment from washing over her face at their reactions. She attempted to mask it with a smile but that only accented her beauty further.

Dray did not waste time. He was seated on a love seat facing Stacy as she walked in. He slid over a bit and patted the seat next to him. There was another equally comfortable chair without anyone on it in that same room, but Stacy couldn't seem to help herself. She knew she shouldn't do it. She knew keeping some distance between her and Dray would have been more appropriate. She knew the other chair was the proper choice. Instead, she made what her mind convinced her was the right choice. She briefly met Dray's eyes, then dipped her head slightly, and with a sly grin, she bit her lip as she made her way to his side.