I can't believe what has happened to me and how I will never trust my best friend Jane again.
Let me tell you a bit about myself. My name is Beth and I'm married to my childhood sweetheart, live a comfortable life thanks to hubby being a junior director, foreign holidays every year, drive a nice car and wear nice things. I want for nothing. I'm always working out my size 28-22-24 body at the gym with my best friend Jane.
We've done everything together since high school, I trusted her with my life. The only true difference between us was that I married young but she never settled down. Believing 'the one' wasn't out there for her.
Her latest boyfriend was a black man called Tyrone who is a couple years older than us, a former high school footballer now working for the local garage as a trainee mechanic. Jane was constantly telling me how great sex was with her black lover and how he satisfied her like no other man has before.
My story starts a few months ago. Jane and I hadn't seen each other much since Tyrone came on the scene. She was off having great sex with her black stallion and I was off on holiday with the hubby. But now I was back I was desperate to catch up with Jane for the latest gossip.
It was a hot summer's day so I decided to wear my short skirt with a t-shirt no bra which left nothing to the imagination, I'd planned to give my hubby a treat tonight. I rang Jane to meet me at my place for coffee and a chat. She was well excited to see me and asked if she could bring Tyrone with her to meet me. I was a little apprehensive to have another man, especially a black man in my house, but I thought it would be fine as Jane would be here too.
They were around my house before I could get changed into something more suitable. As I opened the door I met Tyrone who was the biggest and blackest man I'd ever seen. He was a huge muscular man who towered over my small frame of 5'4".
"Hi, you must be Beth I've heard a lot about you," said Tyrone extending his big black hand towards me.
"Oh...er...yes." Why is my body shaking inside so much in the presence of this man?
A wicked smile came across Tyrone's face I swear he could tell the effect he was having on me even if I did not.
"Hey sexy girl I guess the husband is going to have a treat tonight with what you're wearing." Jane teased.
"One lucky guy," followed Tyrone his eyes fixed on my breasts.
"Er...yes...um...he will be home soon from work," I lied.
"Come on," said Jane grabbing my arm "Tell me all about your trip."
As we sat in the living room discussing my latest holiday Tyrone was checking out every inch of my body right in front of Jane. Did she not notice him blatantly eyeing me up? I swear every time I uncrossed my legs his cock twitched. OMG I can't believe I'm looking at another man's cock I hope he and Jane haven't noticed.
As we talked about my holiday my mind kept going back to Tyrone's cock. He has such big hands, does that mean his cock is huge too and is it as black as the rest of his body? I couldn't concentrate at all and Jane was beginning to notice
"Are you ok Beth? You seem distracted today?" Tyrone grinned at the last question.
"Yes I'm...I'm ok I just feel a bit hot I must be coming down with something." My downstairs region especially on fire at this point thinking of Tyrone's black cock.
"I will get you a glass of water from the kitchen." Jane was up and gone before I had chance to say no.
My whole body temperature just went up again being alone with this huge black guy. Tyrone got up and walked straight over to me with his cock directly at my eye level ready to burst through his jeans. OMG what is he doing Jane is just next door? He sat down next to me on the sofa, even sat down he towered over me. I was mesmerized staring at him with my green eyes unable to speak or move. It felt like he wanted to grab hold of me and kiss me right there and then. And I would have let him.
Jane came back in the room with the glass of water which I gulped straight down.
"I hope you two are getting along," said Jane sitting down next to Tyrone.
I gave a guilty look to Jane but managed to nod.
"Beth was asking me what we've been up to." Thankfully Tyrone said, as I'm sure Jane had noticed the tension.
"Well it has been sex after sex after sex for us hasn't it baby?"