The five women got out of the SUV and strolled up to the house, Connie's head was in a fog from the dope she had just smoked. Erine held the door open while the others entered. The group walked into the big living room where Bob Tate sat his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.
"You still here Bobby?" Judy asked as she ruffled his hair.
"Yes, Ronda is up stairs." The man mumbled looking up at the ladies.
"Good!" Erin said "I'm glade to see she has come around. Maybe now you'll get the promotion you deserve."
About that time Rondale came into the room, "Well Ladies, back already." He said as he walked behind the bar in the corner of the room. He fixed two drinks and walked over to Bob. He handed him one of the drinks. "Go on up to you wife. She's waiting on you." He told the concerned man.
"So what's my little stable been up to day?" He asked as he sat his large frame down in the big chair, As Bob hurried out of the room and up the stairs to check on his wife.
The four women gathered around the chair where the black man sat. They took up positions that seem to be preordained. "Come here Connie, sit here between my legs." He said to the newest white wife as he patted the edge of the chair between his knees.
"Oh Rondale, we got some good blow, do you want me to light up?"
"You can, but I'm going to talk to Connie a little then we will have some fun."
Bob Tate made his way up the stairs to the first bedroom on the right. He opened the door to find his beautiful wife on the bed on her knees between Ladonna's long brown legs. The black woman was sitting up with back against the headboard of the bed with pillows behind her. Her legs were spread wide, her knees high and her heels dug into the mattress at Ronda's armpits. Ronda's arms were wrapped around the black woman's butt and her face was buried in her cunt, with two black hands tangled in her hair, on the back of her head.
Connie slowly lowered herself to the floor between Rodale's legs confused. She knew her husband really loved his job and respected this big black man. So she did not want to do anything to jeopardize that. Not knowing what else to do, the young wife leaned against the front of the big chair.
"Come in Bob." Ladonna said holding Ronda's head in place " As you can see you lovely wife has finally decided to do what ever it takes to help you to receive your promotion." She continued as she raised her hips to allow better access to her wet cunt. "So what Rondale and I want to know is, are you prepared to do what it takes?"
Rondale placed his hands on the top of Connie's head and turned her face towards his. "I see you've already had a hit on Debi's magic pipe, are you too high or can you understand what is going on here?" he asked.
Connie looked up at the black man she could see his face clearly but around it was a kaleidoscope of colors, and flashing lights through a strange fog. "I, I think so. You expect sexual favors from us, so our husbands can keep their jobs."
"Yes that's part of the arrangement. You see I'm a very wealthy man, I can have any woman I want, but I prefer to have married women, and I want the excitement of having their husbands give them to me. But that's not all, I take men who have not reached their potential and put them in a network that will train them to become high power managers. For that their wives are at my beck and call, they serve me in anyway I see fit." He said calmly, "For example Judy here." He continued, placing his free hand on the shoulder of the woman by his side "has had my child." Judy smiled and laid her head down on his hand.
"You mean Tommy knows what happened last night?" Connie asked puzzled.
"Oh no, but you will be here when we tell him." Erin spoke up. "But first there is something you need to see before we continue." She said inserting a tape in the VCR along the wall to their right. Then the big screen TV flashed with a view of a bedroom, then two people came in. a white man and a black woman. Connie could make out the woman, it was Ladonna, then the man turn around it was her husband Tom. The young black woman wrapped her long arms around Tom's neck and they kissed for what seemed a long time to Connie, then the two of them kind of leaned over and fell onto the bed. After a bit of foreplay the supprised wife's husband was between the black woman's open legs and pounding away at her like his life depended on it. Then the screen went black.
