To all readers -- This is a story of FICTION. The characters are not real and they do not exist. I am not writing to make anyone angry or to bring out your indignation at the content of the story. It is meant for one thing one, sexual enjoyment. It is not a grammatical thesis and neither is it a test for the spelling bee. It is a FICTIONAL story to be enjoyed and maybe even supply some with gratification. Other than that your comments are welcome. I do want to write a good story and I want the story line to flow and be easily followed by all. So enjoy and if you like it enough I will write more parts for it in the future.
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Tara grew more apprehensive as the week began to head for Friday. Today was Thursday and she was nervous constantly about Jerome coming over for a cookout. He had fucked her twice already and he threatened to fuck her again at the cookout while Brent was still at work. She trembled as she considered the outcome.
She had fallen deeper into an abyss of which she thought there was no way out of now. Bill had raped her with his friend Sheila two days ago and there was no telling what he still planned to do to her in the future.
She was trapped.
She had packed a few things the morning after Bill and Sheila had raped her and told Brent she was going to stay with her Mother a couple of days.
"That's a good idea, honey. You have been nervous and under stress for the past few days and a little time with your Mom may help you." Brent quickly agreed.
He had a plan of his own.
While she was gone for two days he was rigging cameras all over the house to catch anything that happened when Jerome was there alone with her. He had cameras placed to cover every angle in the living room, dining room and kitchen. Every camera was the newest high tech camera he could buy and all of them were built with incredible digital and zoom capabilities. When he had built the house he had placed cameras in the bedroom first thing where he could enjoy their love making whenever he wished to. Tara has hesitated at first but soon got into the show of fucking for the camera and then watching it together with him later.
When the installations were completed he retreated to his hideaway room and checked them for clarity and sound. When he was satisfied with the outcome he placed recorders on all of them and hooked them into his second phone line for remote hookup. This would ensure his ability to turn them on from work at any time of the day or night. He would not miss anything.
He went into work the next morning and ran into Jerome as he got off the elevator.
"Hey Boss! How the hell are you?" Jerome asked with a big grin
"Just fine, Jerome." Brent asked as he made his way to the security room with Jerome following close behind.
"We still on for that BBQ this weekend?" Jerome seemed anxious to Brent
"Yeah, sure we are. I still have that meeting but I should be done by 5 or so." Brent said still baiting Jerome about coming to his house early.
"You sure your wife don't mind me coming over early to help her get things ready and all? I sure don't want to be in her way." Jerome said
"No way! She is fine with it and so am I. I am just pissed I can't be there with you but business calls." Brent said trying to act upset
"Well, I will do everything I can to make her feel good about my spending time with her. I thought about bringing my friend Harold with me if you don't mind? His wife left him and he has been sort of bummed out for a while. If you don't feel comfortable with it just say so, it don't matter to me. I just thought he could use the company and all." Jerome asked
Brent knew Harold. He had hired him just after Jerome and they had worked together since then. Harold was another huge black man who shaved his head and was built like chiseled granite. He was not as tall as Jerome but he was bigger bodied.
Something went through Brent like a bolt of lightning as he thought of his wife being fucked by both big black men at the same time. He took a deep breath and wondered if by letting Harold come with Jerome anything would happen between him and Tara by having a third wheel along. He dismissed the thought as anything being better than nothing right now.
"Sure thing! Tell him he is welcome."
"What time would be good for us to come over and help your wife with all her needs?" Jerome asked with a sly smile
"How about noon? She is at her Mother's house until tomorrow morning and she is coming by the store on her way home to buy the groceries and all. I will call her and tell her that Harold is coming with you at noon on Saturday." Brent said as he fished his cell phone out of his pocket.
"I can't wait, Boss man!" Jerome said as he headed out the door to find Harold
Harold was on the 7th floor working on an electrical security box wiring system when Jerome came walking over to him.
"What's up?" Jerome said and sat down on a tool box beside Harold
"Damn wiring is all wrong. I been running diagnostics all morning and shit ain't reading nothing right." Harold said disgustedly
"You know how hot the boss's wife is?" Jerome asked with a small grin
Harold stopped working and slowly turned to face Jerome.
"You remember how I said that one day I was going to make her my little fuck toy?" Jerome said as his grin got bigger
He hesitated waiting on Harold to say something. Harold chewed on his gum a little while longer and said nothing.
"Well, Harold, I fucked that little bitch twice already and I was thinking you might like some of that sweet twat too?"
"Shut the fuck up! You fucked her already? Twice?" Harold said in disbelief