Author's Note: I give people the option of sending me feedback because I like knowing when someone likes my work. I also welcome suggestions for ways that I may improve my writing style and I have employed some of the suggestions over the years. I appreciate everyone that takes the time to read my work whether they take the time to send me feedback or not.
What I don't appreciate are the extremely negative feedbacks. Not everyone is going to like my work. I know that. I accept that. If you don't like my work I'm sorry. Is not liking my work a good enough reason to send such vile and hurtful feedbacks? Taking the time to tell me that you didn't like my work is one thing. That's fine. I have had more than one feedback suggesting that I kill myself.
How long does it take to read a story? Ten...twenty minutes? Longer for some stories, but not all that long for most stories, at least not mine. Is your time so important that you want me dead for wasting a few minutes of your time by reading a story that you didn't like?
If so then you have a sad...sad life and I pity you.
I just had to vent there...now on to my latest work that's sure to inspire even more vile and disturbing hate mail.
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It had been a long hard week for John so he'd been counting down the minutes until 5:00. The seconds seemed to tick by slower and slower. Finally the clock struck 5:00 and John practically ran out of the office. He took his tie off before he even made it to his car.
When he sat in the driver's seat John gripped the steering wheel and sighed.
"The weekend at last." John said.
John knew that in just a few short minutes he would be walking through his front door to begin a relaxing weekend with his wife. He knew that Friday traffic would be slow so he took the long way home. It was a route hardly anybody used because it went through neighborhoods, but with empty streets and stop signs instead of stoplights John was able to cut his trip home in half. He pulled into his driveway at 5:45.
When John walked through the front door he was met with an energetic kiss from his wife Kelly.
"I'm so glad you're home baby." Kelly said.
Kelly only met him at the door when she had some kind of exciting news and she looked very excited.
"Uh-oh...what did you do?" John asked.
"What makes you think I did something?" Kelly asked.
"You've got that smile on your face...that excited...yet slightly evil smile." John said.
"I've never smiled an evil smile in my life." Kelly said defensively.
"Okay...naughty then. What did you do?" John asked.
"Okay...you got me. It's Friday night which means that it is fantasy night. I figured with the week you had that we should have some fun tonight to help you unwind." Kelly said.
John and Kelly had played several sexual games, always on Friday nights, the thought of playing one after the week he'd had put a smile on John's face.
"Oh...okay...what fantasy is it this time? Naughty cheerleader? NaΓ―ve boy with experienced woman?" John asked.
"You aren't even close." Kelly said.
"Then what is it?" John asked.
"Come with me and I'll show you." Kelly said.
Kelly took John's hand and led him down the hall into their guest bedroom. John immediately realized what Kelly had in mind when he saw their two guests sitting on the bed. He was uncomfortable...he knew what Kelly wanted to do; he looked at her.
"Black?" John asked.
"Yes black. Exciting isn't it?" Kelly asked.
"I guess so...I mean if you're in to that whole interracial thing. Why exactly are there two of them?" John asked.
"Well...they're friends...and I figured that if we're going to do this we might as well really do it...and one just didn't seem like enough." Kelly said.
"Well...I suppose that's true. Are you sure that you really want to do this?" John asked.
"Yes. I set it up didn't I?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah, you set it up, but this is...nothing like things we've ever done before Kelly." John said.
"I know John, but I figured it was time we got a little more adventurous. I'm so excited just thinking about this that my panties are soaked...absolutely soaked John...I want so much for it to happen." Kelly said.
John looked at Kelly...he could see her whole body trembling with anticipation. He still wasn't sure about it.
"Kelly...I don't know about this. We've had a few 3-somes with some of your friends, but this...is way different." John said.
"I know John...you're right, this is different, but this is something that I really want." Kelly said.
"I don't know..." John said.
Kelly put her arms around John's neck and looked into his eyes.
"John...I love you and you love me. We have always been open with each other about our fantasies, and we've made a lot of those fantasies become reality. This is one of my fantasies that I want to make into a reality. If you let this happen tonight, tomorrow it will be over and I will love you just the same tomorrow as I do right now. We will still be husband and wife, nothing that happens tonight will change our marriage or my love for you in any way. This is something that I want and I want you to let me have it." Kelly said.
John looked into Kelly's eyes. He could see the love, the sincerity, and the hope in her eyes. In all of the adventurous things they had done they were always in it together. Now she wanted to remove one of them from the action. Kelly seemed to always get what she wanted from John...this was no different. He finally nodded his head slightly.
"Okay Kelly...you win. If you want it badly enough to have it set up like this and have them here waiting when I got home, I won't say no. Just please promise me that no matter what happens tonight it is a one time and one time only thing. I don't want to find something like this waiting for me to come home to again." John said.
Kelly bounced excitedly. She hugged John and kissed him.
"I promise baby...this is a one time thing...it will fulfill my fantasy and then we can move on." Kelly said.
Kelly started trying to strip John out of his clothes, but he pushed her away gently. John looked at the two black women sitting on the end of the bed.
"Okay...if we're going to do this then we might as well get started. Is there anything in particular that you expect me to do?" John asked.
"I want you to undress them and explore their dark skin." Kelly said.
"Okay...here we go." John said.
John reached his hand out to the girl on the right. She took it and he helped her stand up.
"I'm John." John said.
"Gina." Gina said.
"And you are?" John asked.
"Tyra." Tyra said.