Virginia Nights

Part 4

Authors note:

This series explores Sara and Ryan's adventures into the interracial cuckold life from Ryan's perspective. There is special focus on a non-typical bull and cuckold relationship and the events and decisions outside of the bedroom, thus you short on time may want to look elsewhere.

Saturday, May 18, 1900L

Sara had stepped away to prep for Caleb's arrival, leaving me to clean up the dinner leftovers and the mess Jack and Lily always seemed to leave at the table. Despite the chaotic nature of our life, I loved being a dad--watching them learn and grow, seeing more of me and Sara in them every day. It was a kind of joy that made the frantic moments feel worthwhile.

After finishing tucking Jack and Lily in for the night, I quietly crept down the stairs. As I reached the bottom, I realized Caleb had already arrived--Sara had walked him down to the master bedroom. She was wearing a white robe

I locked the door behind me, continuing down. Caleb was seated on the edge of our bed already, Sara wasting no time. In a passionate flash Sara had helped unclothe our bull as she let her naked body slide out from the robe.

Sara smiled at me fiendishly as I took my place in the chair facing the bed. She began taking the black cock in her mouth. The contrast between my wife pale skin and Caleb's dark skin was erotic. She sucked her mouth around the entire member repeatedly. Eventually working down towards the crab apple sized balls, Taking their entirety in her mouth one by one.

Sara's safe window just opening up yesterday. Making tonight's date safe for Caleb to cum inside her. I assumed Sara was taking the DNA filled organs in her mouth to feel out the amount of danger she was in. Satisfied she was safe enough, she stood up crawled onto the bed on all four. Displaying her completely unprotected womanhood to the black stud. Her back arched seductively.

Caleb smoothly came up behind her skillfully, our many dates helping condition the young bull. One hand on her hips, the other feeding the massive cock into her. Each inch like a thick hose linking their reproductive organs. I was always shocked how deep Sara could take him.

He gently pushed deeper, bottoming his balls against my wife. Pausing momentarily before smoothly removing all but the top of his cock. The cock already shinning in Sara's reproductive fluids. He pushed slowly back into her, Sara's pussy involuntarily squeezed from a mini orgasm. We were looking forward to Caleb cumming in her again. We missed the intimacy and risk of it during our normal dates.

Sara's body shuddered slightly as Caleb entered her in full once more. Her body finishing the act of making room for the young stud. Slowly Caleb began fucking her. Pausing from time to time. Sara loved feeling the cock twitch as it deposited precum in her. Caleb noticing her reactions to it over time, he began making it a point to let her feel it.

I could see Caleb's taint begin to expand slightly overtime. Slowly his balls began to raise, as his dick harden and retracted inside Sara.

"Do it baby, cum in me" My wife said attempting to draw the young bulls eyes down towards hers. Thoughts of unintentionally growing our family flashed across my mind.

I watched Caleb bend backwards slightly, leaving enough space to evacuate my wife if needed. It was clear he was having second thoughts again. I debated about verbally coaxing him to cum inside her. Unfortunately my mind was blank on anyway of saying that without sounding incredibly awkward.

Sara unaware, began focusing on the thought of Caleb's immediate climax. It was apparent she had been wanting this for a long time. Right as the first contraction of my wife's orgasm pulsed around the slick cock, Caleb jerked back. His orgasm came in uncoordinated spurts of cum on my wife's ass and back.

My wife shot her hips back upon the loss of her mate. Her body searching for the black organ. The sudden absence felt as her pussy contracted painfully hard in pleasure, expecting the rod.

"Oh fuccc. Ughhh, ahhh." Sara groined loudly, with a mix of pleasure and severe frustration. Her orgasm cut short by the speedy retreat.

She tried to hide her obvious frustration as she went into the bathroom to clean up. Caleb proceeded to put his clothes keeping to himself.

"It was a safe day, did you not want to finish inside?" I asked questionably.

"I know, we had our sex ed for the year not long ago. It's been on my mind since." He said, slight embarrassment in his voice.

The abstinence heavy educational class having an effect on him. Sara knew the material was out of date and some of the statistics were simply wrong in her opinion. Her hands were tied every year, the course work laid out by the state.

"It's alright if you don't want too, but me and my wife did this for years. I'm inclined to trust her when she says it's safe." I said attempting to reassure our stud.

With Caleb appearing slightly more at ease, I entered the bathroom. My wife had the shower already running. She wiped the potent seed off with a towel, frustration evident.

"Hey babe." I said to her softly.

"Hey. He does know it's safe to cum inside at certain times right?" Sara remarked. Obvious sexual frustration showing.

"He's got a lot on his plate. I think he just doesn't want any added stress from a possible accident" I said attempting to defuse the situation.

"I know, I know. I just wished he trusted me more. He really got a girl's hopes up." She said, frustration releasing. Her patience as a mother and teacher began showing.

"Lets talk to him about after this, okay? He might just need reassurance." I said hopeful.

"That sounds good, thank you babe" She gently placed her right hand on my chest for a moment. We smiled at one another before she made her way to the waiting shower.

Afterwards we proceeded from the bathroom back to the master bedroom. Sara returning to her robe with a set of pajama shorts and tank top on underneath. Caleb was sitting relaxing in the chair, checking his phone, clothed again.

We sat on the bed ready to discuss the topic together.

"Hey Caleb, you know you can trust me, right?" My wife's voice was soft, the tone of a mother speaking to someone she genuinely cared about.

Caleb rubbed his head as he put his phone away, clearly uncomfortable. Though she hadn't said it outright, it was obvious what the conversation was going to be about.

"I just worry... I don't want to get you pregnant by accident," Caleb said, glancing back and forth between me and Sara.

"We understand, Caleb. We want you to feel comfortable," I said, trying to ease the tension. "We plan these dates out carefully."

"If there was any real danger, we wouldn't even entertain the thought of this," Sara added, her tone firm but compassionate.

"Exactly," I continued. "We want you to feel at ease. Just know that we stress about this too. We don't take it lightly. You can trust us."

I tried not to let my words come off too much like a lecture, though I could tell Caleb was still a bit on edge. Sara and I headed upstairs, trying not to look like two concerned, disappointed parents.

In the kitchen, my wife poured herself a glass of white wine, and I offered Caleb some lemonade, knowing how thirsty he always was after a session. It was my subtle way of holding him hostage for a few minutes, allowing the tension to diffuse between the three of us.

"We heard your track team is going to state!" I said, shifting the conversation to something more casual. Sports were always an easy topic.

"We still need to win at sectionals, but it's looking good," Caleb said, attempting to remain humble.

Sara snorted softly, laughing.

"Ryan, there's no one in the section even close to us," she said, making light of the team's dominance this season.

"Well, maybe. My dad always told me not to count on a sure thing," Caleb replied, his voice light and joking.

My wife smiled warmly at him. "That's good advice. It's also important to have confidence in yourself. You've earned your spot at state."

"Thank you both. I really owe you a lot for helping me get into Penn State," Caleb said sincerely.

"We didn't do much, Caleb. We just helped a little. You would've gotten in without us," I said, brushing off the praise to keep the focus on him.

We were wrapping up the conversation when Jack entered the kitchen quietly. He rubbed his eyes as he approached me, seemingly unaware of Caleb's presence--or just not caring.

"What's wrong, buddy? You should be asleep," I said softly, dropping down to his level.

"I had a nightmare," he said, his voice trembling with unshed tears.

Sara and I instantly slipped into parent mode. I picked him up and held him close, while Sara rubbed his back, speaking softly to him. For another minute, we comforted him, letting his emotions settle.

I carried him upstairs to his room while Sara finished seeing Caleb out.

"Who was that?" Jack asked me as I tucked him in, his curiosity evident.

I hesitated for a moment, wondering how much to say, but I smiled and answered, "Just one of mom's old student, buddy. Go ahead and get some rest."

We never let anyone see us lead Caleb to and from downstairs for this reason. One of us always made sure the coast was clear. Ensuring any scenes witnessed with the young man were under innocent circumstances. The forethought paying dividends now.

"That's one of Mom's students. He was just helping us with some things tonight." I said to him calmly.

We'd have to be more careful at home from now on. The chances of one of Jack's teachers hearing about what he'd witnessed tonight were slim. As long as it was a rare occurrence, a high school student doing chores for money wouldn't raise any suspicions. The worst case would probably just be a warning for Sara, since Caleb was a former student. At least half the faculty at the school paid students for things like lawn mowing regularly.

Satisfied with my answer, Jack finally closed his eyes. I tiptoed out of his room, making sure to gently close the door behind me so it latched quietly. Downstairs, I found Sara on the couch, looking more relaxed than earlier.

"Did it go well?" she asked, her tone soft and concerned.

"I think he's asleep again. He saw Caleb," I replied.

"Oh?" Her voice had a note of worry.

"I told him Caleb was your student and was just helping us out with things. I don't think he really cares," I reassured her.

"That sounds good, innocent enough," she nodded, seeming a little more at ease.

"Do we have a date picked for next time?" I asked, pulling up my phone's calendar.

"No, Caleb's got finals and grad parties to go to in June. Most of the window overlaps with our vacation to Orlando," she said, shaking her head sadly.

"Well, that sucks," I said, sinking into the chair. We'd planned the vacation a year ago, well before even thinking about Caleb. Now it was all coming back to complicate things.

"Tell me about it," Sara said, sinking further into the couch, her frustration clear.

"There's literally no time to see him all month?" I asked, surprised.

"No, babe, there really isn't," she confirmed, her voice tinged with disappointment.

We were both becoming acutely aware of how little time we had left with Caleb. Once he was off to college late this summer, we knew our time together would end. We'd be lucky if we ever saw him again.

Tuesday, May 28, 1200L

I was struggling through my lunch hour, trying to catch up on design requests that had piled up over the long holiday weekend. My work phone buzzed, pulling me from my task. It was a message from my second-line supervisor, Todd.

Todd: When you get the chance after lunch, I need you to come speak with me.

Me: I already ate. I'll swing by now.

My mind immediately started racing. Was I getting fired? I hadn't done anything egregious in the past few months, but the thought gnawed at me. I tried to settle myself as I locked my computer, shoved my sandwich back into its bag, suddenly losing my appetite. I made my way down the office, my thoughts spinning. I didn't think layoffs were on the horizon; the company seemed to be doing well.

I distracted myself by thinking about the trip to Florida. Jack and Lily had already picked out the rides they wanted to go on. Sara had been meticulously drawing out the plan on the fold-out maps of each park. I considered keeping the job news to myself until after the trip. We had plenty in savings, and it might help keep Sara's mind off things.

When I entered Todd's office, I was ready for the worst. Todd and an assistant supervisor from HR, a guy I recognized but couldn't place, were sitting behind the sleek desk. Their faces looked stern and tired, and I knew right away--this was it. I was getting fired.

I went on autopilot, my body moving mechanically as I sat down. They started talking about the company's posture and its focus on new innovations. They went on and on about how unfortunate it was, but the company was shifting priorities away from my department.

I saw it coming--a look passed between Todd and the assistant, neither wanting to say the next part. I braced myself for the ax to fall, and Todd finally spoke.

"I hate having to ask this, but I want you to leave our team."

Boom. It hit like a punch to the gut. A rush of emotions flooded through me. My mouth opened, ready to say something, when I heard the most unexpected words.

"We think you might be more suited to lead a team in the new laser energy department. You've really impressed us these last few months."

The whiplash of emotions was dizzying. I felt nauseous.

"Well, thank you, sir. I would be happy to fill in," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though I was still processing the shock.

"We're not asking you to fill in, Ryan. We want you to be the department lead. That's why Mr. Moore is here to go over your new roles and benefits, if you choose to accept."

Thank God Mr. Moore had printouts. My mind was still disoriented as I left the office and made my way back to my desk on autopilot. I sat down, finished my sandwich, and glanced at the paperwork I'd been handed. The yearly financial compensation was nearly $400K after taxes--almost twice what I made now.

I pulled out my phone, my hands still shaking slightly. How was I going to break the news to Sara? The shock of it all was still heavy. I had truly believed I was being fired, only to be asked to lead a brand-new department.

Me: Big NEWS!

Sara: OH? I got some today as well!

Me: They are asking me to head up new department.

Sara: OMG! Thats great babe! :)

Me: Thanks, we can talk more when I get home :)

Sara: Real quick, Caleb's going to the state track meet with the team. They won their last meet Friday.

Me: Oh thats great! What events?

Sara: 200,400 and he's going to be anchor for the 4x4.

Me: WOW!

Sara: I know, he's too shy but I think he want's us there

Me: Where and when?

Sara: 12,13 June in Richmond.

I felt a bit of disappointment wash against me. Richmond was practically a full day event during the week. We might be able to swing one of the days. I was just about to respond when my phone chimed again.

Sara: Schools out 7 June for me, can you get the three days off?

I had that week off as an incentive to help finish up the projects I was working on, especially since I was currently on a reduced rate. Thankfully, they still honored the PTO I'd scheduled for the vacation right afterward. As I thought about it, my excitement grew again--especially the thought of watching Caleb compete.

Me: I have it off already :)

Sara: Would you be cool with spending the nights there?

Me: Definitely, I think my parent's can go to my parents.

Sara: Good idea, its a lot for them going all day.

I didn't even consider it a possible date night. We were purely going to support Caleb I convinced myself, Somewhat disappointed.

Tuesday, June 11, 0900L.

My parents had driven down early that morning to take care of Jack and Lily. Two nights was the longest they'd ever been without either of us, and we couldn't help but feel a bit guilty leaving them for that long. That guilt slowly started to fade as we made our way down the interstate, the hum of the road giving us a bit of peace. We talked at length about what time we should get to the airport on Friday morning, how the kids would handle the flight to Florida, and the grueling schedule we'd have once we were there, making sure we hit all the rides.

There was one last thing on my mind, though, as the eight-lane interstate crawled south.

"I know I'm going to be busy with the new job, but I've been thinking about something and wanted to ask you," I said, my voice more reserved than usual, a bit of hesitation creeping in.

"Oh?" Sara glanced at me, her brow furrowed with slight concern.

"I think it might be worth undoing the procedure and trying for another," I said, trying to sound confident, but my words were laced with uncertainty. I knew how unlikely it was to successfully undo a vasectomy, but after seeing Sara's natural, fertile beauty on full display with Caleb, I found myself desperately wanting to add another member to our family.

Sara was quiet for a moment, her mind clearly turning over my words as she sat in the passenger seat.

"When would you want to have the procedure?" she finally asked, turning to look at me.

"Maybe after the family vacation?" I suggested.

"I can't say I'm opposed to the idea. But if it doesn't work naturally, what would we do?" She paused, her gaze steady. "I think we both know time isn't exactly on our side."

Her words were a jolt, like a firehose dousing my flames of hope.

"If the procedure doesn't work, I might be open to IVF with a donor," I said, the thought of Sara carrying our child again flickering in my mind. The idea of raising a child who wasn't biologically mine felt a little easier at that moment.

"Okay, let's do it. We can work out the details when we get back," she said simply, a bright smile spreading across her face.

1600L

We finally arrived at the hotel a little earlier than expected, though the traffic on the interstate had been brutal. I figured this hotel might be a bit out of the school's budget, a suspicion confirmed when I noticed rows of school buses in the two parking lots across the street. It gave me a sense of pride to see Sara's school buses parked right across from our spot, a reminder of how hard Caleb and his team had worked to get here.

After we checked in, we made our way to our room. Following my recent promotion, we'd splurged on an upgraded suite, hoping to take full advantage of the jacuzzi. Our parental instincts kicked in as we began prepping the room--unpacking bags, hanging up shirts and pants, and tucking socks and underwear neatly into drawers.

As I was organizing, I noticed my wife's favorite lingerie tucked between some folded shirts. The black lace stood out starkly against the white undershirts, and for a brief moment, I couldn't help but smile at the contrast.

"Oh? what's this?" Faking surprise as I pointed towards the lace outfit.

"This is for you and you alone." My wife said seductively.

"I think Caleb would love to see his teacher dress up again. He's worked so hard." I playfully said to my wife as I motioned towards my phone.

I expected my wife to immediately shoot down the idea. She just shook her head and smiled. She returned to unpacking her items into the bathroom.

"What do you think he's up to tonight?" I said loudly for my wife to hear in the other room.

"They are going to the grocery store for snacks then they have a team dinner later" She responded.

"Is he busy afterwards? It might be nice seeing him before tomorrow." I said lightly.

My wife remained quiet in the bathroom for a few moments.