This story follows "What's in the Big Chocolate Box? ch 1" but can be read on its own. The couple was introduced in "What's in the Big Box?", but that is a freestanding adventure. Rachlou helped with characterization and plot holes, wicked woman edited. All errors or perversions are mine alone.
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Luci had worried her confession might upset me, but of course it had aroused me, so I was not about to jump up and see who might be calling at this hour. Then a young voice sounded out from out in the hallway.
"I've got it."
I had forgotten that our sixteen year old younger son, Jared, was still home. Our house was big enough that his room seemed like it was in another county. I assumed that he was expecting a friend, since he seldom jumped to answer the door. I did wonder what sort of friend might be calling after midnight, though.
We heard muted voices, and then quiet. I assumed whoever had arrived was talking to Jared in the other end of the house. My mind was still a slave to my swollen member, and I was occupied with wondering how to get Luci naked. With Jared home, atop the kitchen counter was out, but maybe the shower, or at least our room?
"Should we go see who is here?" Luci asked. Her body had stiffened and her fingers had already redone the open buttons.
"What if it's a girlfriend? Shouldn't we respect his space?"
"After midnight? Too much privacy might not be a good thing. Its one thing for Wade to get Deanna pregnant, they are adults. Jared is not old enough to fool around."
"Who said anything about sex?" I said. Saying that word out loud did make my cock lurch upwards in a final plea for attention. I did not like the direction this was heading, either physically or emotionally. "Of course sixteen is too young."
Suddenly, there was muffled shouting from down the hallway. It was a woman's voice raised first, followed by Jared, high pitched, sounding like he was pleading. "We'd better go investigate," Luci said with urgency in her voice, but I was already stuffing my semi relaxed cock into my pants, as I stood up off of the stool.
Luci hadn't totally lost her playful spirit. Despite her anxiousness, she patted my bulge and commented, "I hope no one looks closely at your package, or they'll figure you are advertising."
The loud voices lead us to the family room, where we saw Jared and a curvaceous young black woman standing at either end of a love seat.
"What's going on in here?" Luci demanded, at the same moment as I asked, "Who the hell are you?"
The black woman answered both of us. "My name is Akiba. I came looking for Deanna. She was my room mate before she moved in with Wade."
She was sobbing, and it looked from the puffy eyes and shiny snot filled nose that she had not started in the few minutes since the yelling had begun.
"You seem upset," Luci calmly observed.
"I am. My boyfriend picked the night before Valentine's Day to tell me that the reason he didn't make dinner plans for the big day is because he's dumping me for some med student. Probably one that looks like a Playboy bunny."
She paused to heave some more sobs, and blow her nose into a fistful of tissue. I could not help noticing that she was blessed with generous boobs, which floated bralessly as she moved, contained only because her mid rift baring t-shirt was clinging tightly to her skin. The little devil that lives in the darkest recesses of my mind commented silently that if she sobbed much harder, she might give herself a black eye.
The little 'muffin top' roll of chocolate covered belly glinted in the center, a jewelled arrow in her navel pointing down to her loose track pants. I instantly wondered what she might like in her big chocolate box then I was jolted back to reality.
Akiba thrust an arm straight out, one finger pointing at Jared. "If that isn't bad enough, I come here looking for Deanna, because I couldn't stand to be alone, and this, this jerk...your son...tries to grab my tits...."
"Jared!" Luci barked, "That's totally inappropriate."
"Yeah," Akiba exclaimed, calmed slightly by Luci's support, "not only are you jailbait, but a real man would know that Valentine's Day or not, you don't try to take advantage of a woman who just broke up. The last thing I want right now is a man. That's why I came looking for Deanna."
The little devil asked me how wanting Deanna and being turned off men might link up. Given Deanna's obvious experience with other women -- Christmas Eve munching Luci's carpet on the counter was not the act of a newbie - just what sort of solace had Akiba been seeking?
"Jared, go to your room, and go to sleep. Your father and I will discuss this and decide on a punishment. We'll tell you in the morning."
Luci's harsh tone made me presume that any hope of Valentine's morning sex that survived Akiba's arrival had now vanished, however, I could not help noticing a little twinkle remaining in Luci's eye and she seemed to be having trouble keeping the right corner of her mouth from turning up into a grin.
Akiba was still sniffling, her shoulders heaving a bit less, as Jared left the room. Luci moved across, and put an arm lightly around the girl's shoulders, easing her onto the love seat. Although her tits had stopped bouncing, I noticed that in spite of her anger about the male gender, and Jared's bumbling advances, she had large nipples tenting her thin t-shirt out almost an inch. The ice cream cone look around the points suggested that she had the sort of large puffy areolae that might nicely fill a man's mouth, or, for that matter, a woman's lips as well.
I told myself to stop fanaticizing, not to get excited over things that weren't going to happen. The devil within kept talking, suggesting that the temperature in the room, which was plenty warm, was not the cause of Akiba's nipple pops, so maybe it was the size and shape of the hardness regenerating in my tight pants, which was again surging so much that I worried about the strength of my zipper. If not, perhaps the cause was Akiba's noticing that Luci's nubs were aroused, something obvious through her translucent blouse and lacy bra.
"Honey, go put fresh sheets on Wade's bed." Luci said. Her head was so close to Akiba that I knew Luci's warm breath was caressing the black girl's earlobe. "Akiba is way to upset to drive tonight. She can sleep here and call Deanna in the morning."
"No, I couldn't trouble you so much," Akiba insisted. "Tomorrow - well, today, I guess now, is a special day for a married couple like you."
There was a pregnant pause. I waited to find out whether either of the women would say that it was obvious that we had already started making the day special. No one said anything, so I did as instructed. As I walked to the linen closet, I was imagining Luci licking Akiba's neck, and then easing her to the cushions.
I stripped off Wade's used sheets, recalling how all our incestuous adventures had begun because Luci accidentally had walked in on Wade and Deanna fucking in this bed. She had been unable to get the image of Wade naked out of her brain, so when they walked in on us fucking after she had told me her confession Christmas Eve, things followed naturally. It had turned out, I now knew, that Luci had also been possessed by mental pictures of Deanna's lithe cheerleader body.
Akiba was built more for comfort, and Deanna was built for speed. I sensed that this difference between the two women could be a perfect test for Luci to find out whether or not she was truly bisexual, or whether her attraction was specific to her future daughter in law. As I carried the laundry to the hamper, I shook my head, trying to stop imagining Luci moving her tongue along Akiba's dark flesh, sending shivers through the young woman's body, making her pussy all wet as my wife ran her hand up under that tight cropped shirt.
My cock ached, so I loosened my zipper as I unfolded the fresh bedding and made the bed. Images of Luci possibly slipping her tongue into Akiba's ear as her other hand toyed with the navel gem before sliding effortlessly into the waistband of the track pants clouded my brain.
I could tell that Luci was whispering to the girl, but I could not make out the words. Was it harmless girl talk, or was Luci saying something like "I want to set your pussy on fire with my lips, to show you why we don't really need men except as breeders."
My cock refused to believe such defeatist talk. Its resurgent stiffness argued strongly that all the evidence suggested that bi play just made Luci want a hard cock even more. Contrary to that, a little voice in my head argued, she had not returned Christmas morning and fucked me after eating Deanna. I looked at the almost remade bed and wondered whether she had satisfied any cock cravings by slipping in here and fucking Wade. Not that this mattered much, since the mental image of Luci bouncing on top of Wade's upright pole just made me want her more.
I paused and hefted the weight of my balls and my shaft, stroking the silky outer flesh, which made me fully rigid.
"Would you like a brandy?" I heard Luci asking Akiba.
"Let me try to sleep. If I have trouble, may I come ask you for one?"
"Of course."
The voices were approaching down the hall towards the room. I quickly tried to stuff my erection back into my pants, but found that my zipper just wouldn't co-operate, and the swollen tip of my cockhead kept trying to poke free.
All that remained to make the bed was the comforter. As I shook it and floated it out over the bed, I wondered whether it retained the scent of Deanna's sexual flow, and if so, whether Akiba would find that smell familiar and comforting.
"How about a nightgown. I have lots of clean ones you could borrow. Nice flannel, good and warm."
"That's okay." I heard laughter in Akiba's voice for the first time. "I always sleep nude. Though if that makes you uncomfortable, I can sleep in this t-shirt and my panties. I would hate to excite Jared on my way to the bathroom."
