BECKY'S BOSS, 

   I'm not sure when I developed an interest in black men.  Maybe it was
the whispered comments of other girls, about the size of their cocks?  At
any rate, thoughts of sex with black men faded from my conscious thoughts
when I met and married Shawn.  A year later Carol was born, further burying
any thoughts of black lovers Three years later Tina was born and I was
wrapped up with taking care of my family and my job.  Sex became just
another task.  Gradually Shawn and I realized that something was missing.
After long discussions we discovered that we missed the sexual spark that
had made our lives so exciting.  Which led us to talking about things we
could do to spice up our lives.  Soon we began voicing some of our sexual
fantasies during sex.  Among all the fantasies, the one that got us the
hottest was role playing.  I began encouraging Shawn to play the role of a
black stud, out to knock me up.  This led to Shawn buying me several big
black dildos to play with.  One of these dildos had balls that you could
fill and make them squirt.  Naturally, we began experimenting with various
liquids in the balls.  Some didn't provide enough lubrication others failed
for various reasons, mostly based on taste.  However, one evening, I came
up with the idea of mixing up a thick custard sauce to fill my favorite
dildo's balls with it.  In bed that night, I told Shawn that my "friend"
had a special treat for him.  To my surprise he sniffed the dildo and
licked at the tip.  Without comment, he eased it into my pussy and began
enthusiastically fucking me with it.  I quickly began meeting his thrusts
and our combined force began causing me to grunt each time my "Friend" hit
the very end of my pussy.  Several minutes later, Shawn asked me if I liked
how my "friend" was fucking me.  I told him I loved it and couldn't wait
until I felt him fill my belly with his hot cream.  Shawn continued fucking
me with my "friend" as he moved to take my nipple in his mouth.  Delirious
with lust, I whispered.  "Oh, yes, Sweetie.  Suck my nipple while my friend
fucks me." Just as I started to tense for my climax, I felt a jet of hot
cream blast into my pussy.  That triggered a climax so strong, I lost track
of reality until I felt someone sucking and licking my pussy.  After
bringing me to another climax, Shawn moved up over me and slipped his hard
cock into my stretched sloppy pussy.  Although, I wondered how he could
feel anything after the fucking my friend had given me, Shawn appeared to
enjoy himself and soon added his own juice to the mix.  With his climax
finished, Shawn lay on me, kissing me and telling me how much he loved me.
When I started to express my love for him, he slipped down my body and
resumed licking at the creamy froth seeping from my well-used pussy.  I
started to protest that I was tired and didn't want another climax when I
noticed, Shawn's licking and sucking was very gentle and more of the
cleaning nature then intending to arouse me.  When Shawn finished cleaning
my pussy, I thanked him and told Shawn, that was the best sex we've had in
ages.  He just grinned and cuddled up to me From that day on, Shawn showed
an interest in cleaning my pussy after sex It didn't appear to matter if my
friend had filled me with custard or not.  I really didn't care.  We were
happy.

   CHAPTER 2

   Our girls were growing and life plodded along filled with the ususal
lumps and bumps.  However we had no way of knowing about the curve that we
would soon be facing when Shawn took a job teaching in another state.  For
the first couple months after we moved, I stayed home to sort out the chaos
of moving.  Despite the significant increase in Shawn's salary we decided
that it would help if I went back to work.  What with both girls now in
school, I really didn't need to be home.  For the next month I read the
want adds and made countless job interviews Frequently, they told me I was
under-qualified and just as frequently, told I was over qualified.  I began
wondering what I was, qualified for.  Finally I got a job working in a
fitness and rehabilitation center.  The pay wasn't great but I didn't have
a lot of stress either.  At first I was nothing more then a receptionist
but I gradually found myself becoming involved with ordering supplies and
the scheduling of physical therapists.  One fringe benefit of working there
was I could use the equipment after hours.  Wanting to get rid of some
weight I had gained from Tina's pregnancy, I began using working out.  It
was during one of my work out sessions that I met Arthur, six foot four
inches of perfectly sculpted, black male.  The only flaws, I could see,
were scars on his knees.  As I watched him, workout I noticed that he
didn't appear to have a problem using his legs.  Having not seen any
paperwork of a rehab, patient, I got curios and asked if he was here for
rehabilitation.  He smiled at me and said.  "No, those are old injuries
from when I was playing ball." Without thinking, I said.  "Oh what football
team did you play for."When those words left my lips, it dawned on me that,
Arthur had a strong British accent and probably never been to a football
game.  However, instead of making me out to be a fool he answered, "The
Manchester Rockets.  I played what you Yank's call, Rugby." I apologized
for being stupid.  Arthur laughed and told me that no apologies were
necessary.  We chatted for several minutes before resuming or workouts.  I
found it almost impossible to focus on the rest of my workout.  Instead of
counting my reps I was watching Arthur.  God he was beautiful, His massive
muscles rippling under his coal black skin, intoxicating me like a powerful
drug and his every word, replaying like seductive music in my head.  At
some point, I must have been so involved with my daydreaming, I didn't
notice Arthur leave.  When I came out of my fog and looked around, I became
angry at myself for not learning more about the most exciting man I had met
since I got married.  When I got home, Shawn asked why I was is such a
gloomy mood.  At first I was afraid to tell him because I was afraid it
might hurt him if he knew I was looking at another man, a black man. 
Instead of telling him the truth, I mumbled something about work.  Shawn,
kissed me and said he was sorry I had a bad day.  I was so relived that
Shawn, accepted my excuse that I didn't notice the doubt in his eyes.  All
evening my guilt festered and by the time we crawled into bed, I confessed
my sinful thoughts.  Strangely, Shawn was not as upset as I feared and even
stranger, I noticed that his cock had stiffened without me touching him. 
Grateful that I had escaped I major conflict, I kissed Shawn, goodnight and
tried to get to sleep.  Several weeks went by and I didn't see Arthur. 
Just when I was sure that I would never see Arthur again, he walked in as I
was working out.  To my surprise he walked over and started talking to me.
Feeling like an awkward school girl, I tried to carry on an intelligent
conversation.  I guess I must have impressed him a little because he began
asking about my work and what I had done before this.  I think I gave my
life's history and my home phone number.  Little did I know how that
conversation was going to change my life.  Two days later, Arthur called me
at home and asked if he could take me to lunch.  Still acting like an
awe-struck, school girl, I mumbled something about only getting a half hour
for lunch and that I usually eat lunch in my office.  Then he floored me by
asking if my husband would mind if he took me to dinner.  I put Arthur on
hold and ran to Shawn.  "Remember the guy I told you about that comes in to
work out?" Shawn looked up from grading papers and stared at me blankly for
a second before saying.  "Do you mean the big black guy you were drooling
over?" "Yeah, yeah that's the one.  Well he wants to take me out to dinner,
something about my job." I babbled excitedly.  Shaking his head and with an
amused smile on his face, Shawn said.  "Go ahead.  I'll order pizza for
dinner that night." I'm sure that Shawn had doubts that I would be talking
business with Arthur and to be honest, I had my doubts.  However, there was
no way I was going to pass up this opportunity so I took a deep breath and
picked up the phone.  The moment I heard Arthur's voice, I felt my panties
getting wet.  After I blurted out that Shawn said, it was OK, Arthur said,
he would pick me up at seven the next day.  My hands were shaking and my
nipples were rock hard as I replaced the receiver.  Has Shawn really given
me permission to have sex with Arthur or was he testing me?  In all
fairness to Arthur, he had never made any sexual implications in the times
we had spoken.  Was I imagining that Arthur was interested in me sexually?

   CHAPTER 3

   Feeling guilty, excited and nervous, I went to Shawn and kissed him
before saying.  "I love you." Shawn started to look up from his papers but
his eyes stopped as they peered down my blouse at my dangling boobs.  "Is
he really going to offer you a job?" Shawn asked as he raised his eyes and
smiled at me.  Slightly flustered, I told Shawn that Arthur had never made
a pass at me or made insinuating comments.  Shawn reached up and cupped one
of my boobs and asked if we had discussed my job.  With Shawn rubbing my
hard nipple, I was having trouble remembering what Arthur and I had talked
about so I said.  "I guess so, I'm not sure." He brought his other hand up
to tease my other boob as he said.  "I'll bet you would have a hard time
keeping him out of your panties." A moan escaped my lips as Shawn teased my
nipples, making it even harder for me to think about what I should say. 
Finally I whispered.  "Yes." "When is he coming for you?" Shawn asked as he
looked down my blouse.  "He's coming at seven tomorrow." I blurted out. 
Shawn let go of my nipples and asked what was for dinner.  Chuckling, I
straightened up and put my hands over my boobs as I said.  "Not these."
Shawn laughed as I turned to fix dinner while I wondering how our
relationship would be affected if I succumbed to Arthur's charm.  What
would happen if our children discovered I was having an affair with a man,
a black man?  I was so deep in thought I hardly knew what I served for
dinner.  It wasn't until Shawn and I were getting ready for bed that Shawn
stepped up behind me and cupped my boobs as he kissed my neck.  He then
whispered.  "Stop worrying, everything will work out." After taking my
shower, I returned to our bedroom to find my big black dildo laying on my
pillow.  Shawn patted the bed beside him and mentioned that it had been a
while since my "Friend" had fucked me.  As Shawn slid my Friend in my
pussy, he started kissing and nibbling on my nipples, something that he
knows turns me on.  However, tonight felt different, instead of being
gentle, Shawn was sucking hard as he fucked me with unusual vigor. 
Surrendering to the strong sensations my husband was creating, I closed my
eyes and found myself fantasizing that it was Arthur, having sex with me.
Although I wasn't aware that I had mentioned Arthur during this time, Shawn
began asking if I like the way Arthur was fucking me.  Instead of shaking
me from my lust induced fantasy, I picked up on Shawn's comments and began
telling "Arthur," that I didn't want him to make love to me, soft and
gentle like my husband does.  Discussing his voice, Shawn asked if my
husband would get upset if he made marks on my boobs.  Lost in the lust of
the moment, I told him he could do anything he wanted.  Shawn took me at my
word and got even rougher with my boobs as he pounded my pussy with my
"Friend." Delirious with pleasure, I reached a climax that was much
stronger then ususal.  When Shawn pulled my "Friend" from my pussy, I felt
a little sore and empty but very satisfied.  Opening my eyes, I looked at
Shawn and whispered.  "Thanks, Sweetie, that was great." Shawn kissed me
passionately but gently before asking if it was all right for him to have
sex with me.  I kissed Shawn and told him, it was fine with me but after
the pounding my "Friend" had given me I doubted that he would feel very
much.  Shawn smiled and said.  "I know but your pussy always tastes better
after I've stirred it." I was correct, the only thing I felt was Shawn's
pubic hair rubbing my clit.  However, that was enough to give me a small
climax and get Shawn off.  As before, after a brief rest Shawn slid down my
body and began licking my pussy.  Several minutes later, I was in the
throws of another climax.  It wasn't until I was getting ready for work the
next morning that I noticed all the passion bites on my boobs.  If fact my
boobs were so sore, I thought about not wearing a bra.  However, since my
nipples were still hard as steel, I rummaged through my drawers until I
found an old nursing bra A bra, one cup larger then I usually wear.  As I
finished dressing, I remembered the only other time Shawn had given me
passion bites and how I gave him hell for doing it.  However, this time I
couldn't say anything about it as I had given him permission.  This got me
wondering if Shawn thought my fantasy lover should leave passion bites.  I
shook my head and scolded myself for being so silly.  After all, Arthur had
said he was taking me to dinner to discuss business.  At least a dozen
times during the day, I had to remind myself that this was going to be a
business dinner and nothing else.  Business dinner or not I still hurried
home to get ready for my date.  As ususal our kids used my arrival for an
excuse to break from their homework.  After a round of hugs and kisses, I
hurried into Shawn's den and kissed him as he graded papers.  Shawn gently
patted my boobs and told me that he loved me.  As I started to straighten,
I noticed that he was staring down my blouse.  I also noticed a look of
disappointment when he saw that my boobs were encased in the old nursing
bra.  As I was trying to decide what to wear, I remembered that I had some
pasties that I had used with a low-backed dress.  Since even the oversized
bra was getting uncomfortable, I decided just to wear the pasties and no
bra It wasn't until I was checking myself out in the mirror just how sexy
my outfit was.  My dress was a soft jersey that molded to my body, covering
but not cancelling, everything.  If you looked closely, you could even see
that I was wearing a garter-belt and stockings instead of pantyhose.  When
I stepped into Shawn's den, he looked at me and whistled softly before
saying.  "You did say that this was a business meeting?" I leaned over and
kissed him before asking.  "It's not to reviling, is it?" Shawn glanced
down the top of my dress and I swear I saw his cock stir as he grinned and
said.  "I'm sure you'll get the job." "They are too sore from last night to
wear a bra." I said defensibly.  Shawn grinned and said.  "Next time,
you'll have to tell your boyfriend to be gentler or get used to going
braless." The sound of the door bell interrupted further conversation and I
left Shawn with a quick kiss and a promise not to be too late.  I yelled to
the kids to be good and that I would check on them when I got home.  Arthur
took my breath away when I opened the door.  His cream color summer suit
barely concealed his beautiful body while accentuating the darkness of his
skin.  As he said, "Good evening." his eyes devoured me.  Instantly, my
nipples hardened to the point that I thought my pasties were going to pop
off.  If I had ever felt a man's eyes undressing me now was the crowning
moment.  However instead of making a lewd or suggestive comment, Arthur
just told me that I looked stunning.  To my surprise the evening was just
as advertised.  Arthur was interested in hiring me and although his eyes
undressed me all evening, Arthur never made a pass at me.  It was just nine
o'clock when we pulled into my driveway.  When he stopped the car, Arthur
hopped out and came around to open the door for me.  Without acting slutty,
I gave him a peek at the tops of my stockings as I got out of his car. 
Then smiling, I asked.  "Do you treat all your employees like this?" With a
deep throaty chuckle, Arthur said.  " I like to have a comfortable
relationship with the employees that work directly with me." PI kissed him
on the cheek and thanked him for dinner and a new job.  He offered to walk
me to the door but I insisted that wouldn't be necessary.  Pausing with my
hand on the front door knob, I waved to Arthur as he pulled out of the
driveway.  As I watched Arthur drive away, I remembered how Shawn reacted
when he looked down my dress before I left.  With a soft chuckle, I reached
in my dress and pulled the pasties off my nipples.  My nipples rejoiced
with their new freedom and were making two very noticeable points in the
front of my dress as I walked into the house.  Carol was in her room doing
homework and Tina was watching TV and didn't look at me when she asked if I
had a good time.  Shawn however, sprung an erection when he saw my nipples
pointing at him.  Trying to contain his curiosity, Shawn hurried over to
kiss me hello before motioning to me to follow him to the bedroom.  In our
bedroom, Shawn closed the door and asked how things went.  Smiling, I
casually turned my back to Shawn and asked him to unzip my dress.  Shawn
got a bit flustered and said.  "But the kids are still up." "I know, Silly.
I just wanted to get out of this dress." I said as I stood patiently. 
Shawn started asking me about my date and I reminded him that it wasn't a
date, it was strictly business.  When Shawn finally unzipped my dress, I
let it fall as I turned to face him.  His eyes, got huge and the bulge in
his pants also grew as he stared at the passion marks on my boobs. 
Pretending that everything was normal, I explained that I was going to give
my two weeks notice and then I would be going to work for Arthur as an
executive secretary.  Still, Shawn was fixated with my blemished boobs and
he only muttered.  "That's nice." He then glanced at his watch and said. 
"Damn, it's only nine thirty." Moving close, I kissed Shawn and promised
that we could play later.  Reluctantly, Shawn left the bedroom, leaving me
wondering if Shawn was turned on by the idea that I would be horny when I
got home or was Shawn thinking of me having sex with Arthur?  As much as
I'm turned on by the thought of having sex with Arthur, I didn't want to
hurt Shawn or my family.  Several minutes later, I found myself grinning as
I heard Shawn tell Tina to get ready for bed.  Was Shawn going to be
'Shawn' or was he going to be my boyfriend, tonight?  Either way, I figured
it would be a good idea to make up a batch of 'cum' for my black friend. 
When Tina was ready for bed, Shawn was urging Carol to get to bed.  I took
that as my cue to fill my black friend's balls.  Not ten minutes after
Carol was in bed, Shawn walked up behind me and gently cupped my boobs as
he kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear.  I whispered.  "Is my boyfriend
going to join us tonight?" Shawn whispered.  "Do you want him to join us?"
Turning my head, I kissed Shawn before whispering.  "Would you be upset if
he got a little rough with me this time?  I like how he made my boobs feel
last night." Shawn kissed me tenderly and said.  "I guess you'd have to go
braless again, maybe pantie-less too." Nibbling on his lip, I whispered. 
"You'd let him get that rough?" He slipped his tongue in my mouth and
kissed me passionately before saying.  "How can I stop him?  He is bigger
and stronger then me." Cupping my hands over Shawn's, I gave them a squeeze
as I said.  "I can't stop him either." "If you can't control him, we could
tell him to stop visiting." "I can't get over the sensations I get from
him. I guess, I'm becoming addicted to big black cock." "Well let's go see
if he is waiting in the bedroom." As we walked to our bedroom I felt my
pussy getting very wet and my nipples began throbbing in anticipation of
the rough treatment they were going to get.  My thoughts were also
wandering to thoughts about Arthur.  Did his performance in bed equal his
appearance?  In our bedroom, Shawn saw my black dildo waiting on the bed
and said.  "I see your friend is anxious to get between your lips."
Chuckling, I asked.  "Which lips?" Patting my crotch, Shawn said.  "The
ones that are drooling." Seconds later we were nude on the bed and Shawn
was teasing my pussy with my black friend.  As he teased my pussy, Shawn
began sucking and teasing my nipples.  In seconds the only thing on my mind
was the wonderful sensations racing though my body.  At some point, I felt
gentle nips on my boobs and nipples but I didn't protest as they seemed to
heighten my sexual high.  The only thing that really mattered was the
climax that was growing like a ball of fire ready to consume me.

   The ball of fire in my belly kept growing and growing until it consumed
me in a huge climax.  A climax so strong, it left me in a fog of sexual
bliss.  As the fog began to clear, I felt my pussy suddenly become empty,
then a moment later someone was on top of me pushing something in my pussy
Although my pussy was stretched out from my "Friend" and I barely felt the
cock inside me, his pubic hair was teasing my clit and pushing me toward
another climax.  Knowing that Shawn was now fucking me, I asked if he was
stirring the pot.  He kissed me as he ground his pubic area against mine
but didn't answer me with words.  I was soon to learn that Shawn would
never openly encourage me to have sex with another man.  However, Shawn did
do subtle things that told me the idea turned him on.

   CHAPTER 4

   The day I went to work of Arthur I half expected that he would throw me
on my desk and fuck me by noon.  However, Arthur was all business and gave
me meaningful work to do.  He did give me studying glances, as if he was
trying to decide if he was interested in me.  After several weeks, I began
to feel that all I had gained was a better job.  I was puzzled with how
much I had misjudged Arthur's physical interest in me.  Slightly
frustrated, I began dressing slightly more provocatively.  Although the
guys and gals at work studied me more intently no one openly commented. 
Arthur didn't comment but he did check out my assets on more then one
occasion.  Over the next several months, Arthur began involving me in
important projects and spending more time with me.  Gradually, I began
feeling that I was moving up from just being a secretary.  When I had been
working for Arthur for six months, he called me in his office.  As he told
me to have a seat, he handed me a piece of folded paper and told me to read
it.  To my surprise it was a memo stating that he was promoting me to an
executive assistant and getting a significant raise.  Thrilled beyond
words, I jumped up and hugged Arthur.  He sat grinning as I kissed him. 
Later when I calmed down, I realized that part of his grin was probably due
to the view he had down my blouse.  Knowing that I had been working hard, I
didn't question my good fortune as I left a message on Shawn's voice mail.
A short while later, Shawn called to congratulate me.  After my initial
frenzied babbling, Shawn chuckled and told me that he knew that once I had
gotten Arthur's attention, he would recognize my assets.  The way Shawn
emphasized the word 'Assets,' I knew he was teasing me a little about my
subtle flirting with Arthur.  Defensively, I reminded him of the long hours
I had put into my work.  Shawn assured me that he knew I deserved my
promotion and that he was going to take me out to dinner to celebrate. 
Arriving home, my jubilant family, swarmed me.  When Carol and Tina calmed,
Shawn told me to hurry and get changed.  As I entered our bedroom, they
surprised me to see that Shawn had laid out my clothes on the bed.  When I
saw his selection of clothes, I knew that Shawn had plans for later, after
the children were in bed.  Instead of panty hose, Shawn had laid out
stockings, garter belt, and thong panties.  To complete my underwear
ensemble, Shawn laid out my half cup bra, a bra I had bought just to tease
Shawn The only time I had worn it before was in our bedroom.  On several
other occasions, Shawn had tried to get me to wear the bra in public but I
pointed out that my nipples wouldn't stay hidden in the cups.  Hopping in
the shower, I thought about the outfit Shawn wanted me to wear Looking down
my body, I glanced at my boobs.  Since we hadn't played with my black
friend for a while, my boos were unblemished.  Glancing down further, I
noticed that my bush, needed some trimming.  Grabbing my razor, I began
scraping off gobs of hair as I tried to visualize how much my panties would
cover.  Unable to decide how much hair to shave off, I shaved all of my
pubic hair off.  By the time I had a bald pussy, I realized I was getting
turned on by all of this.  Then as I dried my self and examined my shaving
job, I got the wild idea of going Shawn one better and decided I would
leave the thong panties on the bed.  Just as Shawn called for me to hurry
up, I asked him to come and zip up my dress.  He took one look at me and
whistled in approval.  I guess, I so impressed him with my appearance that
he didn't notice the panties still on the bed.  However, I was acutely
aware of the cool air wafting over my bald pussy.  While we were waiting
for our dinner to come, Shawn whispered in my ear.  "Did you wear
everything I laid out for you?" Grinning, I snuggled closer and whispered.
"No." A disappointed look swept over his face and he started to say
something.  However, I sealed his lips with a kiss and placed his hand on
my stocking clad thigh.  As my tongue began searching for his, I felt his
hand slide up my thigh.  Since we were sitting in a booth and the lighting
was subdued, I wasn't to worried someone would see where my husbands hand
was.  Higher and higher Shawn's fingers wandered.  When he felt that I had
worn the garter belt his mood brightened slightly.  When he couldn't find
my panties, Shawn broke our kiss and looked at me quizzically.  Glancing
around, I was satisfied that no one was paying any attention to us before I
whispered.  "I thought this would be more fun." Shawn was too stunned to
speak but his hands weren't too stunned to continue probing around my
crotch.  I was sure he was feeling for my pubic hair as his fingers got
closer and closer to my bald pussy, while the look of surprise on his face,
grew.  Seeing his eyes get really big and his chin, drop, I giggled and
said.  "Close your mouth, someone might notice." In a startled whisper,
Shawn said.  "Your hair!  It's gone." I kissed him passionately as his
fingers stroked my bald labia.  Then noticing our waiter approaching, I
pulled back and said.  "I love you." Shawn pulled his hand back and tried
to collect himself as the waiter began setting our food on the table. 
Leaning forward, I gave the waiter a peek at my cleavage while watching
Shawn's reaction.  Right away, Shawn noticed where the waiter was looking.
After the waiter left us, Shawn leaned close and whispered.  "Do you think
your boyfriend will like your new hairdo?" "I don't know but I hope he
likes them as well as my boobs." Referring to the passion bites, I had
gotten on my boobs, the last time we had role-played.  After playing
touchy-feely all during dinner, Shawn took me to a club for some dancing.
This surprised me considering that Shawn had never been that big on
dancing. When I asked him why the sudden change, Shawn grinned and said. 
"Oh!  I know how much you liked to dance and I figured that plenty of guys
would love to dance with a sexy gal like you." Stunned, I whispered.  "Do
you really want me to dance with other guys?" Looking as if I had asked a
stupid question, Shawn smiled and said.  "Well you want to dance, don't
you?" "But no one will ask me to dance if I'm with you." "I know.  That's
why I'm not going to sit with you.  I'll just sit over there and watch you
have fun." I started to tell him he had too much to drink but quickly
decided that teasing Shawn by flirting with a few other guys would be fun.
With a quick kiss I took a seat at the bar as Shawn settled into a booth
across the dance floor.  Before I could order a drink, a handsome man in
his twenties came over and offered to buy me a drink.  I smiled and
accepted as he slid onto the stool next to me.  Jack introduced himself and
we chatted for several minutes before he asked me to dance.  Out on the
dance floor, I felt Jack's eyes undressing me and saw his interest in my
hard nipples.  Smiling to myself, I wondered how he would react if he knew
that it wouldn't that my pussy was completely nude.  When the band started
playing a slow number, Jack's smiled as he eased himself close to me.  When
I offered no resistance, he snuggled up to me and cupped my ass.  As I felt
him rubbing against me I decided to see if his equipment was as impressive
as the rest of the package.  Deliberately rubbing my nipples against his
chest and my crotch against his, I was disappointed to only feel a weenie,
much smaller then Shawn's.  Immediately, I lost interest but decided that I
still could have a little fun teasing Shawn.  When that song ended, I
thanked him for the drink and dance before excusing myself and going to the
ladies' room.  On my return, I saw Jack still waiting for me so I sat next
to Shawn and asked if he were having fun.  He smiled and asked why I
ditched the guy.  I grinned and told Shawn that there were three strikes
against him.  He was cocky, white and had a small dick.  Shawn grinned and
asked if I would be interested in a tall, dark, well-hung stranger.  I
kissed Shawn passionately and glanced to see if Jack was still waiting for
me to return.  Seeing that Jack had moved on, I patted Shawn's lap and told
him to have fun before heading back to the bar.  No sooner had I started
sipping of a fresh drink when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around
and Arthur smiled at me.  When he asked what, I was doing here, I told him
that I was celebrating my promotion and that my husband had to work late so
he wouldn't be joining me until later.  Then, I invited him, to keep me,
company.  As the band struck up a new song, Arthur asked me to dance. 
Without a moment's hesitation, I slid into Arthur's arms and glided out
onto the dance floor.  The song was a slow sexy one and I didn't hesitate
pressing myself against him.  Arthur leaned his head toward my ear and
whispered.  "I hope your husband isn't the jealous type." I don't know what
possessed me to reach up and kiss Arthur's cheek.  However, I got a
delightful tingle and wondered if Shawn saw me.  Then I whispered.  "No, He
is very open minded." Arthur relaxed and looked at where our bodies were
touching.  As his hand slid around to cup my butt, I leaned my torso back
just enough that he could see the tops of my boobs and my bare nipples. 
Smiling, Arthur stared at my boobs and said.  "Your husband must feel very
secure to let you go out in public dressed so enchantingly." "Oh.  He
picked out this outfit." Without looking at his face I felt Arthur's
surprise.  Grinning to myself I pressed my nipples against Arthur's chest
while glancing around to see if Shawn was watching.  I didn't need to
worry. Shawn was watching us intently.  Clearly I had found my, tall, dark,
well-hung, stranger, only Arthur wasn't a stranger.  After the slow dance
finished, I told Arthur that I didn't really enjoy the fast dances and
asked if we could sit out the fast dance.  He smiled warmly and looked
around for an empty table.  Although several men including Jack looked at
us with questioning looks, I didn't pay any attention to them as Arthur
pulled out my chair and politely seated me.  As he sat next to me, he again
told me how stunning, I looked.  I giggled and told him he was just saying
that because he had been staring at my boobs.  If seeing a coal-black man
blush was possible, I'm sure Arthur was blushing at my bold comment. 
Sensing that maybe I had been too bold, I said.  "Sometimes, Shawn likes to
see how men react when I tease them.  So on special occasions I dress like
this to please him." Arthur grinned and said.  "Your husband is very lucky
to have a wife like you." Not it was my turn to blush.  However, I didn't
want the conversation dwell on Shawn so I started asking Arthur questions
about himself, reminding him that we had met almost a year ago and I still
didn't know much about him other then he likes to work out and he owns the
company.  After four or five slow dances and conversation I told Arthur I
needed to go to the ladies room but hopped he would be there when I
returned.  He promised he would as I go up.  On my way to the laies room, I
walked past Shawn and motioned for him to follow.  Shawn almost knocked me
over as he turned the corner by the rest rooms.  As we steadied each other,
I noticed a damp spot in his pants.  "Who's your friend?" Shawn asked
breathlessly.  "Oh.  That's Arthur, my boss." "That's the guy you've had so
many wet dreams over?" Smiling, I nodded yes and then Shawn said.  "I can
see why and I don't have to ask if you are having fun." Glancing around, I
quickly told Shawn.  "I told Arthur that you had to work late and were
going to meet me here." Grinning, Shawn said.  "Do you want me not to show
up?" I kissed Shawn and whispered.  "You started this.  You tell me." Shawn
looked at his watch and said.  "Maybe I'll go check on the kids and let the
sitter go home." I kissed Shawn and went to the ladies room.  When I
returned to Arthur, I saw Shawn sitting at his table watching us.  Although
the band had just struck up a fast number, I asked Arthur to dance.  As we
moved out onto the dance floor I knew that my partially encased boobs would
move around a lot and my nipples would probably become more noticeable.  My
predictions were correct, my nipples were putting on a shameless display as
I danced.  A display that Arthur and others enjoyed.  Standing at the edge
of the dance Shawn was enjoying my shameless display When I shook my boobs
for Arthur, I swore that Shawn almost came in his pants.  At the end of
that song we remained on the dance floor.  As the band began playing a slow
song, I molded myself against Arthur.  Looking past, Arthur's shoulder, I
caught, Shawn's gaze.  He smiled at me and blew me a kiss, before turning
and working his way through the crowd.  At first, I thought, Shawn had just
returned to his table.  However, when I saw a couple sitting where Shawn
had been, I knew he had left me Arthur's hands.  The realization that Shawn
had left me with a handsome black man, gave me a thrill I had never felt
before.  Did it mean that Shawn was giving me permission to have sex with
him?  My reverie was broken when the music stopped and the band announced
that they were taking a break.  Upon returning to our table I made a show
of looking at my watch and telling Arthur that it looked like my husband
got tied up with his work.  He responded by asking if I needed a ride home.
Since I had come with Shawn, I truly did need a ride so I told Arthur that
would save me from having to call another cab.  Five minutes later I was in
Arthur's car.  Fifteen minutes later Arthur surprised me by pulling into my
driveway, without hinting about taking a detour.  When the car stopped,
Arthur hopped out and came around to open my door.  Still feeling naughty,
I spread my legs as I swivelled around in the seat Without looking down I
knew that most of thighs and possibly my nude pussy was on display. 
Judging from the sparkle in Arthur's eyes he liked what he saw.  However,
he was a gentleman and escorted me to the front door without even an
improper gesture.  As I unlocked my front door, I pulled Arthur close and
kissed his cheek before thanking him for bringing me home

   CHAPTER 5 With my hand on the door, I asked if he would like to come in
for a cup of coffee.  Arthur smiled and said it was getting late and
tomorrow was a work day.  As I regretfully closed the door, I noticed for
the first time that my pussy was so wet the tops of my stockings were damp.
A moment later Shawn swept me into his arms, hugging and kissing me.  As
his tongue probed my mouth, he slipped a finger into my hot pussy.  Feeling
how wet I was, Shawn insisted on taking me straight to bed, stripping me as
we went through the house.  In our bedroom, I started to protest that I
needed a shower but Shawn quieted me by pushing me on my back and diving
for my pussy.  After several minutes of frenzied licking and sucking my
pussy, Shawn reached for my black dildo.  I had a feeling that my imaginary
lover was going to get quite wild and I soon found out I was right.  My
fantasy lover quickly had the dildo was racing in and out of my pussy as he
sucked and nibbled on my boobs and nipples.  All of that wild action,
stirred up the passions that had been brewing in me from teasing Shawn and
Arthur.  I began calling Shawn, Arthur and telling him to show me how a
black stud breeds a white wife.  Twenty minutes later I knew two things.  I
was going to have a very strong climax and my boobs would be too sore to
wear a bra.  The first, thrilled me and I didn't care about the second
thing.  Really all that mattered was I had fun and Shawn (Arthur) had fun.
Once Shawn, pretending to be Arthur, brought me to a climax, he switched
back to himself and slipped his cock into my stretched pussy and added his
juices to my already sloppy wet pussy.  As ususal, I didn't feel much
except for Shawn's pubic hair tickling my now nude clit and labia.  Mmmmmm.
Shawn just convinced me to keep my pussy shaved.  Later in the shower,
Shawn carefully washed each bruise on my boobs and yes, also the first ones
ever to appear on my pussy.  As I watched Shawn, I said.  "Darn my
boyfriend got so rough.  I won't be able to wear any underwear." Shawn
grinned and kissed my tummy before saying.  "I wonder if he knocked you up
this time?" I smiled down at him and asked.  "Would you be upset if he
did?" He looked up at me with a horny grin and said.  "You did look so sexy
when you were pregnant and your milk was so sweet." In bed, Shawn lifted my
night gown and kissed my belly before cuddling up and going to sleep.  In
the morning, I caught Shawn staring at the marks on my body as his cock
came to half mast.  Moving closer, Shawn gently touched one of the bruises
as he asked.  "Does it bother you that your boyfriend gets a little rough
as he tries to breed you?" "I expect my black stallion to be proud to let
you know that I've been bred." I said as I pulled a dress on.  The sound of
our children getting ready for school put a halt to us going any further
with our game.  With a quick kiss, Shawn and I returned to the real world.
At work Arthur was Mr.  Business.  He wasn't cold or distant.  He just
focused on work.  However, about eleven, he called me into his office. 
Like most people, I was a little nervous about being called into the boss'
office.  Arthur was talking on the phone when I entered his office.  With a
quick glance at me he motioned for me to have a seat.  From what I heard of
Arthur's end of the conversation I figured that he was talking to someone
about an upcoming business convention.  A minute later he hung up the phone
and turned to me.  "I would like you to help me at the convention.  Do you
think Shawn could spare you for ten days?" Swallowing my surprise, I told
him I would have to discuss it with Shawn but I thought we could work it
out.  Arthur smiled and mentioned that if I could go for the full ten days,
we would have a little time to sightsee.  That evening at dinner I asked
Shawn and the children if they could survive.  Carol and Tina quickly
assured me that they could take care of Shawn.  Naturally they had a
million questions, which I answered as best I could Later in bed, Shawn
asked me if I was going to have sex with Arthur.  I kissed Shawn and said.
"I'm not sure, the night I met him at the club, he looked but never made a
move on me.  He didn't even do anything when I showed him lots of boob and
thigh.  There is also the problem of birth control" "You could get some of
those morning after pills." Shawn said softly.  I nodded and said I would
call my doctor and get some.  We said nothing more of the matter and Shawn
cuddled up to me.  However, several minutes later, Shawn lifted the covers
and pushed up my night shirt so he could kiss my tummy.  Then as he
replaced the covers he said.  "You will call me every day and tell me how
things are going?" In the darkened bedroom, I grinned and assured Shawn
that I would stay in touch and if anything special happened, I'll call as
soon as possible.  He snugged up to me and said.  "Good night, I love you."
The next day, I called my doctor and got a prescription for 'Morning After'
pills.  That night I showed the package to Shawn and said that if I thought
I needed to take them, I would call and ask for his opinion.  Shawn kissed
me and said.  "Don't you have to take then within seventy-two hours?"
"Yes." "Oh." Two days later when I was packing for my trip, Shawn came in
the bedroom.  Without comment, he looked to see what I had packed.  After
doing a quick inventory, Shawn removed the nightgown I had packed and went
to the drawer where I keep my sexy clothes.  A minute later Shawn carefully
placed several pairs of thong panties and a see though, baby-doll nighty.
He then picked up several of my bras.  Shawn returned these to my dresser
and replaced them with several semi cup bras and several soft cup bras. 
Bras that I usually don't wear because my nipples show when I wear them. 
Shawn grinned and gave me a kiss before turning to leave the bedroom.  At
the door, he looked over his shoulder and said.  "Now, you'll be dressed
for the occasion." Shanking my head in amusement, I said to myself.  "I
guess he wants me to come home with a black baby in my belly." Just
thinking that made my pussy and made me go and look at my calendar to see
when I was going to be fertile.  As I picked up the calendar, I thought. 
"That's silly.  My period just ended two days ago.  I would be at my peak
during the trip." When it was time for bed, Shawn came in and asked if I
needed to do something in the kitchen.  I started to remind him that I had
cleaned up the kitchen hours ago then I realized, Shawn wanted me to make
some cream for my black friend.  Helping me pack, had made him horny.  In
the kitchen as I made a batch of cum for my friend, I slipped my hand into
my panties and discovered that my pussy was beyond wet.  A man, could drown
in the flood.  Having filled my friend with hot cum, I started toward the
bathroom to take a shower.  However, Shawn pulled me into his arms and
kissed me very passionately.  As he rubbed his crotch against mine, he
whispered.  "I think your friend is very horny tonight.  Do you think he
will leave marks on you like the last time?" "He might.  Last time my
husband did get a little concerned that maybe we had over done it but I
assured him I was fine." "Oh, then I guess he won't mind if you go back to
him like that again." I looked down and my smooth unmarked flesh and said.
"I think he expects my lover to be a little rough.  Like a stallion,
marking a mare, he has bred." Shawn looked at me as if in thought before he
softly said.  "Maybe you are right." A moment later, Shawn was gently
guiding me to our bed as he took my black friend from my hand.  As I sat on
the bed, Shawn leaned over and kissed me before saying.  "I think your
lover is waiting for you.  I'll be back after he leaves." Joining me on the
bed, Shawn became my black lover.  Shawn had left the room.  If I needed
any proof, my lover sucked my right boob in his mouth and sucked hard.  The
suction was relentless as I felt him pressing his teeth into my flesh. 
Instantly, I knew that I wouldn't be able to wear underwear for several
days and I would be walking funny.  I also knew that I was going to have
one hell of a climax.  After giving me love bites on both breasts, my lover
slid his cream filled cock into my dripping pussy and locked his lips on
mine.  Very quickly, I was moaning and thrusting my hips up to meet the
thrusts of my black friend.  Reality was gone, it was my lover who was
fucking me.  There was nothing gentle in his technique, and he wasn't
trying to be Shawn.  He was going to show Shawn, what a woman looked like
after a good breeding session Finally, my lover broke our kiss, letting me
breath.  An instant later, I discovered my lover's true motive as he
grabbed my nipple between his teeth and a moan of passion escaped my lips.
As I lay on the bed humping back at the pumping cock in my pussy and
stroking my lover's hair, I began wondering.  Why was I playing this game?
Back when Shawn and I were first married, I gave him hell for giving me a
hickey on my boob.  Ever since, Shawn has been a kind, gentle lover. 
However, when we started our role playing, Shawn's whole persona changed
when he was playing my lover.  Besides the passion bites, his language also
became more explicit.  Shaking those thoughts from my head, I focused on
the building fire within.  My body was beginning to arch up off the bed and
my boobs were throbbing.  "Would Arthur be this good or was he just a man
with a big cock?" I asked myself.  A minute later I was incapable of
thought.  My lover, had brought me to a huge orgasm.  Before I fully
recovered from my orgasm, Shawn returned to make love to me tenderly.  As
always, I found myself enjoying Shawn's love making, enjoying the dramatic
shift.

   CHAPTER 5

   The next morning, I awoke early and slipped in the bathroom, trying not
to wake Shawn.  As I looked at myself in the mirror, I wondered if Arthur
really would treat me like breeding stock.  Up to now he has always been a
gentleman, even when I teased him.  While waiting for the water to warm up,
I decided that my pussy needed a quick shave.  Grabbing my razor and
shaving cream, I adjusted the water temperature and stepped into the
shower. As the warm water washed the sleep and dried sex juices from my
body, I tried to imagine how my trip would go.  Was sex with Arthur just a
fantasy?  The click of the shower door opening jolted me from my thoughts.
"Can I wash your back?" Shawn asked as he reached for the soap and
washcloth.  When he felt my back was clean he turned me around and lovingly
washed all the marks left over from our sex play.  As he finished, I
noticed that his cock was half hard.  For a moment I thought of taking care
of Shawn's growing problem but a glance at the clock told me, I didn't have
time "I'm sorry, Honey.  I've barely got time to dress and grab a bite
before Arthur will be here." Shawn pulled me into his arms and kissed me
passionately before telling me I would just have to make it up when I got
back.  I gave him a quick kiss and stepped out to the shower, feeling
guilty.  I was just washing the last of my breakfast bar down with a cup of
coffee when the door bell rang.  Before I could swallow the last of my
coffee, I heard Shawn talking to Arthur.  Trying to sound casual, I
hollered that I would be right there.  Inside, I was anything but feeling
casual.  On my way back to the bedroom, I stopped and said, good by to
Carol and Tina.  Each gave me a sleepy kiss and told me to have fun and not
work too hard.  I smiled and tried to suppress any thoughts of double
meanings of their comments as I hurried to get my bags.  To my surprise,
Shawn had already taken my bags out.  When I got to the livingroom, I
expected to see Shawn and Arthur talking.  Instead they were outside and
Arthur was showing Shawn his new Cadillac.  Relived that they were acting
friendly, I hollered my final farewell to the girls and hurried out. 
Seeing my approach, Arthur smiled and said to Shawn.  "You have a lovely
wife.  I hope it won't be too inconvenient for you while I borrow her."
Shawn shook Arthur's hand and said.  "Oh.  I'll manage and I'm sure our
daughters will help out." Pausing for a moment, Shawn glanced at me, then
looking, Arthur in the eyes, said.  "Please take good care of her." A
charming smile lit Arthur's face as he gave Shawn's hand a final shake and
said.  "She'll be in good hands." CHAPTER 6

   The flight to Atlanta was uneventful.  Once we got our baggage, Arthur
hailed a cab that took us to the Hilton.  As we went to check in, I asked
if my room would be on the same floor as his.  Arthur smiled and casually
said.  "I rented a suite with two bedrooms and a common room." "Oh." On the
way to our suite, Arthur and I talked about business and what our schedule
would be.  I was beginning to think that this trip was going to be just
business.  For the first two days, Arthur and I worked our butts off.  Both
evenings we had dinner with possible clients.  By the time we returned to
our suite, the only thing on our minds was a shower and sleep.  The third
day, Arthur knocked on my open bedroom door.  As he asked what I would like
for breakfast, I sat up forgetting my nightie was see-through When I saw
Arthur's eyes get big, I realized that he could see my boobs though the
gauzy material of my nightie.  Instead of covering up, I stretched and
yawned before answering Arthur.  As I told him what I wanted for breakfast,
I could feel my nipples hardening.  Suddenly I remembered the passion marks
from my last night with Shawn.  Could he see them?  Would they turn him
off? Other then his eyes scanning every inch of my torso, Arthur didn't let
on that he'd seen anything unusual.  Then having taken my breakfast order,
Arthur said I could catch a few more winks.  He then closed the bedroom
door.  Damn!  Had I, completely misread his interest in me?  Perhaps it was
just unrealistic thinking, on my part.  I laid in bed for several minutes
debating if I should get up or go to sleep.  With prospects of my fantasy
fading, I decided that I might as well get dressed and enjoy a good
breakfast.  As I was putting on my shoes, I heard room service bring our
breakfast.  Going to my bedroom door I stood waiting until the bell boy
left before joining Arthur for breakfast.  A faint look of disappointment,
swept over Arthur's face as he looked at me.  Then with a small shake of
his head, a smile lit his face as he showed me what was for breakfast. 
While we ate, I kept getting the feeling that Arthur was trying to take my
clothes off with his eyes.  Oh, he wasn't rude about it but he didn't try
to disguise what he was doing.  Feeling another naughty spell coming on, I
made a comment about being warm as I undid two buttons on my blouse.  There
was no mistaking, Arthur's interest, his eyes noticed every movement of my
fingers as he swallowed a mouthful of food.  He studied me for several
minutes as he sipped his coffee before saying.  "Does your husband know you
brought such a flattering nightie?" "Oh, yes.  He packed it for me."
Arthur's eyes opened more and he asked.  "Does your husband know you
flirt?" I took a bite of food and made suggestive moves as I ate it. 
Before our conversation went any further, the phone rang.  Knowing the
conversation was about business, I knew that the mood was gone.  When he
ended the call Arthur told me, we were going to meet with a very important
client.  Twenty minutes later we were sitting in a restaurant eating dinner
with Harry W.  and his assistant.  I tried my best to follow the
conversation but they appeared to be talking in some type of code.  After
we finished eating Harry and Arthur shook hands and talked about having
lunch together, the next day.  When Harry and his assistant left the
dinning room, Arthur turned to me and asked if I had brought some dancing
shoes.  Slightly puzzled by his sudden change of mood, I said.  "Sure, I've
got shoes I can dance in but I can't dance in a business suit." Grinning,
Arthur said.  "Well lets go up to our suite and change into some partying
clothes.  We've just landed a multimillion dollar, contract." "But I didn't
see anyone sign a contract?" Grinning, Arthur said.  "When Gene shakes my
hand that is as good any signature.  Our luncheon tomorrow, is just for us
to meet casually." Shaking my head in amazement, I asked.  "Do you trust
everyone that much?" Laughing softly, Arthur said.  "No Dear.  Most people
have to pledge their wife and first born." I noticed that he called me
Dear, but I just attributed that to the exuberance of the moment.  Before I
could ponder his comment, the doors of the elevator opened and we were at
our floor.

   CHAPTER 7 Walking down the hall toward our suite, Arthur we had a
meeting Thursday with another client.  Then with a twinkle in his eyes, he
said.  "This one if just the opposite, I have to hold a gun to his head and
sign over his wife, children and his dog." Feeling a little playful, I
asked.  "Have you ever had to collect?" Arthur opened the door and as he
gave me playful swat on my butt, said.  "Someday, I might answer that. 
Now, put on some sexy, party clothes." I smiled at him and made a big show
of rubbing my but as I went into my bedroom.  How sexy did he want me to
dress?  I pondered as I took a quick shower.  Several minutes later as I
toweled the last drops of water from my boobs, I pondered if I should go
braless.  However, as I thought about dancing braless in public, I grabbed
on of the half-cup bras, Shawn had packed.  Then a naughty thought ticked
my brain, picked up my lip gloss and painted my nipples and areola. 
Standing in front of a mirror, I decided I didn't look too much like a
slut. Reassuringly, I told myself that casual observers wouldn't know that
a garter belt was holding up my stockings and my pussy was completely nude.
If you looked closely, you could see my nipples making small tents in my
sheer blouse.  Looking down at my nipples, I said.  "I suppose you girls
are going to put on a show when Arthur gets you all hot and bothered?" Then
as another wave of naughtiness swept over me, I gave my nipples a tweak and
stepped into the common room for Arthur's inspection.  "Jesus!  Does your
husband know you dress like this?" Grinning, I said.  "Mmm.  He packed this
outfit." I then spun slowly, giving him a look at the complete package. 
When our eyes met, there was no mistaking that Arthur liked what he saw. 
If the lust glowing in his eyes didn't tell me enough, the bulge in his
pants surely did.  Gathering himself up, Arthur moved to my side and
offered his arm to me as he said.  "May I escort this sinfully delightful
woman to dinner and dance?" Slipping my arm into his, I said.  "Why thank
you sir, I would be delighted." I have no idea, what we talked about during
dinner.  All I can remember is that Arthur charmed the socks off fo me and
the food was fantastic.  After a brief cab ride, we arrived at a night club
and to my surprise we walked past a long line of people waiting to get in.
When the bouncer saw us coming, he smiled and welcomed Arthur by name.  Out
the corner of my eye, I saw Arthur, slip something to the bouncer as the
bouncer said.  "I hope you have a good evening." Arthur put his hand on my
butt and guided me into the club.  My nipples sprang to attention, Arthur
had finally touched me.  No sooner then that thought flashed through my
brain then I scolded myself for acting like a horny teenager.  The live
band was playing some hot music that instantly got me in the mood to dance.
By the time we got to a table I was dancing not walking and Arthur was
right in step.  Instead of heading to a table near the dance floor, Arthur
guided me to an elevated area.  A low wall that gave some privacy to the
plush booths separated this area from the main floor.  The vary-large and
muscular bouncer standing at the steps led me to believe that we were
entering the VIP section.  Again, Arthur slipped the bouncer something and
the bouncer smiled and showed us to a booth.  To say that I was impressed,
would be a huge understatement.  It was almost as if the people running
this club knew Arthur.  With my curiosity aroused, I put my mouth near
Arthur's ear and asked.  "How do you get such special treatment here?"
Grinning he turned to me and said.  "Several years ago, I came here and the
staff was rude so I went to the manager and complained.  Well, the manager
gave me a lot of static.  It pissed me off so much, I bought the place and
fired the manager and everyone else who gave me any grief." "Remind me,
never to piss you off." I said with a grin.  A moment later a waiter
appeared and set drinks before us.  "How did you know that I like Pina
Colada's?" "I remembered what you were drinking the first time I danced
with you." We picked up our glasses and toasted as Arthur said.  "To
success." Feeling the rhythm of the music stir me, I told Arthur I wanted
to dance.  In a flash we were on the dance floor moving to the pulsating
sounds of the music.  The only thing that mattered was enjoying the moment.
When the band finished the fast number, they switched to a slow sultry
song. Without any hesitation, I allowed Arthur to pull me close and cup my
but with his large hands.  Several times, I caught him looking down my
blouse but he didn't do anything except rub his chest, against my nipples.
I wasn't sure with this dim light if he could see the fading passion marks
on my boobs.  However, he hadn't said anything about them when he saw me in
my nighty.  By the time we sat again we had worked up a good thirst and we
eagerly downed the remainder of our drinks.  Then if by magic, there were
fresh drinks before us.  I pulled Arthur close and asked him, if everyone
got this kind of service.  He grinned and kissed my neck before saying. 
"No only sexy women like you, rates this." Not knowing how to respond, I
smiled and said.  "Thank you, I think." Because of the noise level carrying
on much of a conversation was hard but our bodies weren't having any
trouble communicating.  No longer was Arthur keeping any distance between
us when we sat and out on the dance floor he was practically fucking me.  I
was having the time of my life.  About ten thirty, I glanced at my watch
and excused myself to go to the ladies room.  Once in the quiet of the
ladies room, I called Shawn.  I told him about getting the contract and
that Arthur had taken me to dinner and dancing.  After taking about the
kids and generally avoiding any other mention of Arthur, Shawn asked if
Arthur had seduced me yet.  I chuckled and said.  "Do you want me to fight
him off if he does?" "Your pills are in your makeup case." Shawn said after
a short pause.  "You know, I have to take them within seventy-two hours? 
Do you think I should wait a day or two before taking them?" "I don't know.
Perhaps in a day or two, I'll have an answer.  I love you." Shawn said, his
voice sounding strange.  Concerned that Shawn might be having second
thoughts, I asked if he was all right then added that I could be good and
keep our fantasy, a fantasy.  With more cheer in his voice, Shawn said. 
"Now listen.  You've wanted to experience this.  You've been lusting after
this man for ages.  Give me call tomorrow evening and tell me if it was as
good as you've dreamed." A tiny tear welled up in my eye as said.  "I love
you." Shawn said.  " I love you too, now go get laid." After a quick potty
stop, I returned to Arthur and told that I had called home to check on my
kids.  He smiled and asked if I had told Shawn what I was wearing.  I
smiled and leaned close as I whispered.  "He knows." We danced and teased
each other for another hour before Arthur suggested that we got back to our
suite.  I knew, I was about to get laid.  CHAPTER 8 Back in our suite,
Arthur took me in his arms and said.  "Those things have been trying to
poke holes in your blouse, all night.  Why don't you let then free?" I
glanced down and saw that my nipples were trying to burst through my
blouse. Grinning, I said.  "It is all your fault.  You kept rubbing that
tree trunk in your pants against me." Glancing down, Arthur saw the huge
bulge in his pants and said.  "That is all, your fault." Rubbing my pelvis
against his, I said.  "Maybe we should do something about it?" With a hard
tone in his voice, Arthur said.  "Maybe it is time to find out if you are
just a cock tease?" Without any hesitation, Arthur stripped off my dress
and skirt, leaving me wearing a semi-cup bra and a garter belt holding up
my stocking.  Upon seeing my nude pussy, he said.  "Damn girl, your
husband, sure is brave to send you off with clothes like these.  It is as
if, you are begging me, to fuck you." Afraid to speak, I just stood waiting
Reaching for his belt, Arthur said.  "You've been dying to find out what
I've got in my pants ever since we first met.  Now you are going to find
out." My pussy was wet and I felt pussy juice drooling down my leg.  My
chin must have hit the floor as I saw Arthur's cock.  Calling the black
tree trunk standing from Arthur's loins, a cock just doesn't do it justice.
It was at least as long as my dildo but it was much thicker and
uncircumcised.  This was the first time I had ever seen an uncircumcised
cock and I couldn't wait to see his cock head unveiled.  Without giving me
any time to study his cock, Arthur grabbed my under my arms and carried me
toward his bed.  As he carried me, my nipples tried to poke holes in
Arthur's hard chest.  At the same time, Arthur's cock was trapped between
my legs rubbing against my dripping pussy.  Having been dropped on Arthur's
bed, I expected him to throw himself on top of me.  Instead, he knelt next
to me and began kissing and nibbling my boobs.  Right away, I knew Arthur
knew his way around a woman's body.  Around my boobs his teeth teased, down
my stomach he licked.  However, just when I thought he was going to dive
into my anxiously waiting pussy, Arthur moved down to my thighs.  Although
Arthur was gentle, I was sure there would be fresh marks on my body.  For
what felt like hours, Arthur teased me, coming within a hair's breadth from
my clit then moving off only to return, slowly building the fire of need,
in my belly.  A need that had stripped away any thoughts of stopping.  At
some point, I began begging Arthur to stop teasing me.  He lifted his head
and looked into my eyes as he said.  "I'm going to show you who is, Master.
You'll pay for all the teasing." "Please don't hurt me." I said with some
concern.  "Oh don't worry, I won't cause any permanent damage but you are
going to see who is the Master." With that, Arthur moved between my thighs
and pinned my arms to the bed.  Lowering his hips, he rubbed his cock-head
against the wet lips of my pussy.  I tried to hump my hips up to capture
his cock but each time, Arthur would pull back just enough to prevent
penetration.  After enduring his teasing for several minutes, I began
begging in earnest.  Arthur grinned and said.  "Now who is in control,
who's the Master?" "Please fuck me.  I can't take any more teasing.  My
pussy is going crazy." "Tell me what you want.  Tell me what you are going
to do for me." "Oh God!  Please fuck me.  Stretch me with your huge cock.
I'll stop teasing you and you can fuck me, all you want." "Who is your
Master?" "You are." "Oh God, please.  You are my master." "Are you going to
be my slave?" "PLEASE!  Master, I'll do anything, I'll be your slave." "I
don't believe you.  I think you are just a cock tease." Tears welled up in
my eyes as I said.  "Master.  Please, fuck me.  I need you so much." Arthur
pushed his cock head against the entrance to my pussy.  When his cock
didn't go in, I panicked.  'Oh, damn, was his cock too big.' I tried
thrusting upward but without success.  Frustrated, I pleaded.  "PLEASE,
Master.  Fuck me and I'll do anything you wish." He laughed and said.  "Oh,
you'll do anything I want anyway." As those words left his mouth, Arthur
thrust his hips, driving about an inch of his cock into me.  Oh, shit did I
take on more then I should?  I wondered as I bit my lip to keep from crying
out due to the burning pain in my pussy.  Arthur noticed and stopped
thrusting.  When I opened my eyes and looked into his, Arthur pulled back
slightly and thrust again.  The pain wasn't quite as bad but it still felt
like he was shoving a torch into me.  Again, Arthur stopped and gave me a
chance to adjust to the monster in my pussy.  Knowing that the Master
"thing" was just a game and that he did care about me, caused me to relax.
And as I relaxed, I felt more of Arthur's cock ease into me.  Instead of
Arthur pushing the last of his cock in me, he grinned and pulled all but
the head out as he said.  "You didn't think I was going to give in that
easily, did you?" Ever so slowly, he slid his cock back in.  Every time I
would trust up as him, Arthur would pull back.  His teasing was driving me
up the walls but it was also making me, SO FUCKING HORNY.  At last I felt
the head of his cock kissing my cervix.  Then I felt the tip of his cock
press against the opening of my womb.  Dear God, is it possible for a man's
cock to penetrate there too?  Although he couldn't penetrate that entrance,
I knew that if he pushed his cock that tight into me when he climaxed, all
of his sperm would go into my womb.  At that moment, I knew that I really
wanted Arthur to knock me up.  I silently prayed that Shawn would tell me
to throw the pills away.  Feeling Arthur thrusting with a rhythm, my mind
pushed everything aside.  His cock quickly put me on a sensory overload. 
The next thing I knew my tummy was protesting the lack of food.

   CHAPTER 8

   Opening my eyes, I realized that it wasn't a dream, Arthur was asleep
right next to me and my pussy felt like I had been fucking a fence post. 
Curious as to how much damage had been done, I slid my hand down and gently
explored.  Although my labia were swollen more then they ever had been and
that they were caked with our juices, I didn't feel any tears.  Satisfied
that I had survived, the thoughts and sensations of a night of incredible
sex, came flooding back.  Had I really called Arthur, Master?  Had I really
begged him to fuck me and had I told him I would do anything he wanted? 
Yes, I had and more.  My stirring awakened Arthur.  Blinking several times,
he smiled as he said "how's my favorite slave?" Blushing, I said.  "Did I
really agree to be your slave?" Arthur's smile grew to a huge grin and he
said.  "You told me that although your heart belongs to Shawn, your pussy
now belongs to me.  By the way, how are you feeling?  " Thankful that he
cared enough to ask, I smiled and said.  "Other then my pussy is stretched
so much you could drive a truck in there, I'm fine.  However, Shawn will
have to settle for blow jobs for a few days.  " A serious look came over
his face as Arthur said.  "I have no desire to come between you and your
husband but I did enjoy last night.  If you aren't sure that you want this
to continue, you can return to your room and I will never touch you in a
sexual manner.  However, if you chose to stay, I intend to fuck you until
you beg me to stop." Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized that I wasn't
just another horny white chick to him.  With all the stories I had heard
about black men trying to steal white women from their husbands, I was
relieved.  Wiping the tears from my eyes, I told Arthur about the role
playing, Shawn and I had done.  When I told him about how I got the marks
on my boobs and belly, Arthur asked if having my boobs nibbled on made,
made me hornier.  blushing to my toes, I whispered.  "Yes, some." "Do you
think, Shawn expects to see your boobs and crotch cover with passion bites,
when you get home?" Pressing my head against Arthur's neck, I whispered. 
"Master, I'm yours.  My husband put me in your hands.  Haven't you seen the
clothes, he wanted me to wear for you?" Arthur was silent for a minute then
asked if I was using any protection.  I kept silent as I wondered if I
should tell him about my morning after pills and that I had to use them
within three days.  then taking a deep breath, I said.  "Sort of.  After I
talk to Shawn today, I'll tell you more." Arthur kissed me and told me, he
was going to order breakfast and give me time to be alone.  I took that to
mean that Arthur wanted me to give me some privacy while I spoke to Shawn.
However, when I glanced at the clock, I knew that Shawn was teaching and
all I could do was leave a voice mail for him.  Crawling out of bed, I
realized, Arthur's cock really did a number on me.  No sooner then had I
stood then I felt, fuck juices drooling out of my pussy.  Quickly cupping
my hand over my pussy, I hurried to the bathroom.  Once in the bathroom, I
sat on the toilet and felt Arthur's sperm drooling out of my womb as my pee
hissed into the water below.  Long after my pee stopped, my pussy was still
leaking.  I knew that if I didn't take the pills there would be a strong
chance I was pregnant.  If I let Arthur have sex with me again, the odds
would increase to 100 percent.  Were Shawn and I ready to have a black
man's baby?  For at least five minutes, I sat debating if I should take my
pills now, wait another day or wait until the last minute.  During that
time my pussy continued to leak.  Deciding that I needed to call Shawn, I
stuffed a handful of tissue in my pussy and dash to my bedroom.  Grabbing
my cell phone, I called Shawn, knowing I would get his voice mail.  "Hi
sweetie, I love you.  Arthur is bigger then our friend and the clock, is
ticking.  Please tell me when it is time for me to take my pills.  Oh!  We
have a luncheon meeting and I won't have my phone on until about three. 
Talk you then." CHAPTER 9

   I was just getting out of the shower when Arthur knocked on the door and
said, breakfast was ready.  Throwing on some plain panties and a robe, I
joined Arthur for breakfast.  When Arthur saw me, his smile faded slightly
and he said.  "I guess this means you just want to be my assistant.  I want
you to understand, this will not have any effect on our work or
promotions." Caught off guard by Arthur's reaction, I stood dumbly staring
at him for a minute.  Before my mouth would work, I got my feet to take me
to him as I let my robe slip from my shoulders.  Arthur's smile grew and he
said.  "If you are trying to tease me, you are going to pay." "I'm sorry, I
didn't know if the bell boy, was still here." A gleam lit Arthur's eyes as
he said.  "Slave!  Did I tell you that you could wear panties?" "No,
Master. Your slave was leaking your precious juice and your slave didn't
want to make a mess.  " My master stood looking at me, obviously in
thought. A minute later he grinned and said.  "I guess it wouldn't do for
my slave to go around leaving wet spots.  I'm sure she wouldn't want my
clients to think she was a sex slave.  Let's eat first then we are going to
fix your leaky pussy." During breakfast, I tried to get Arthur to tell me
how he was going to fix my leak.  After just smiling and ignoring me
several times, he gave me a hard look and said.  "You will find out soon
enough." "Yes, master." We finished breakfast in silence but the glances we
exchanged screamed "Lust" However.  I had to know the answer to one
question.  Was I going to be Arthur's slave all the time?  That would be
something, I really wasn't prepared for.  "Put on some slutty clothes and
make sure your pussy is accessible." Arthur said, firmly.  In my bedroom, I
laid out what I was going to wear and said.  "Master, your slave wants to
know if her master will be pleased with her selection." Dressed casually,
Arthur came in.  Seeing that I was nude and that my clothes were carefully
displayed, he smiled and said.  "Spread your legs.  Let's see what the
problem is." As he spoke, Arthur slid a finger into my pussy.  "Mmm!  Yes I
know just the thing.  Well get your clothes on." As fast as my trembling
fingers would move, I put on my stockings, garter belt, very low-cut dress
and high heels.  "Master?  Your slave feels that my clothing might draw
unwanted attention in this hotel.  Perhaps your slave could wear a cover
up, until we are away from here." Arthur's smile got huge and he said. 
"You are going to be a good slave." Minutes later, we were in a cab heading
across town.  Without looking at me, Arthur slides his hand under my dress
and strokes my clit.  Fixing my stare at the passing scenery, I try to
pretend nothing unusual is happening.  "When we are engaged in business,
you will act and dress like Becky.  Sometimes, Master's slave will be
hiding under Becky's clothes but no one else shall know." As tingle shot
through me, I wondered.  Did that mean, I was going to have the best of
both words?  Did it mean that he was going to do things to me back at the
office?  All I could say was.  "Thank you, Master." As the cab stopped in
front of a sleazy looking adult sex shop, Master, gently pinched my clit. I
bit my lip and swallowed the gasp that was trying to escape.  Master
whispered.  "Master's slave is making Master very happy." Arthur turned his
attention to the cabby and told him to wait.  A minute later, Arthur was
leading me into a sex shop.  After a quick look around, Arthur guided me to
a table full of dildos and other sex toys.  When I saw a dildo like the one
I had at home, I whispered.  "Master.  Your slave has one just like that."
Giving me a smile, Arthur picked up a box and studied its contents. 
Without speaking to me, Arthur guides me over to the cashier, an old man
who had been leering at me since we arrived.  "Do you mind if I open the
box and see if this is what I want?" "Suit yourself buddy." With that,
Arthur opened the box and pulls out an inflatable butt-plug.  Wide eyed, I
watched as Arthur began inflating it.  Oh dear god.  Inflated it was bigger
then Arthur's cock.  Suddenly I knew how my Master was going to fix my
leaky pussy.  However, I was not prepared for him to deflate the butt-plug
and hand it to me, saying.  "Slave, you know where to put it." Blushing to
my toes, but tingling with sexual excitement, I lifted the front of my
dress.  With my other hand I rubbed the butt plug in my wet slit until it
easily slid in my pussy.  As I looked into my Master's eyes, I held the
plug in with one hand while handing him, the inflation bulb with the other.
Master calmly began pumping the inflation bulb until the plug stayed in,
when he gently tugged on it.  Pleased, my Master let go of the inflation
bulb, letting it sway between my legs.  God!  I have never been so sexually
wound up without being touched.  The old leacher behind the counter, was so
excited he drooled all over the counter and dropped money on the floor. 
Back in the cab, Master lifted my dress and looked at the plug for a minute
before saying.  "I need to shorten the tube so it won't show.  For now,
I'll just tuck it in your garter." I could see the cabby looking in his
rearview mirror trying to see what Master was doing.  Master ignored the
peeping eyes as he carefully fixed the inflation bulb so it wouldn't show
as we walked though the hotel.

   CHAPTER 10

   As we walked through the hotel, I was sure, everyone knew I had a plug
in my pussy.  The wrap that I wore over my shoulders covered me enough so
people didn't notice my nipples tenting out my dress.  In spite of my
embarrassment, the naughtiness of the situation made my pussy tingle.  By
the time Arthur closed the door behind us, I was ready to jump his bones
and demand that he fuck me.  Instead, I asked if I would be wearing my plug
to lunch.  Smiling, Arthur said.  "As I said earlier, when we are alone and
not working, you are my slave.  When we are in public, you will always
appear as Becky.  If we have a lot of serious work to do, you will be all
Becky." "Will you ask me not to have sex with Shawn?" Arthur touched my
cheek and said.  "No.  I told you before, I don't want to get between you
two.  If he asks me to stop having sex with you, I will.  I'll miss that
because you are only the second woman I've met, that can take my penis." I
threw my arms around Arthur and showered with kisses before saying.  "Then,
I guess Shawn will have to get used to sharing me." Glancing at his watch,
Arthur reminded me that we had to get ready for our luncheon with Harry.  I
kissed Arthur again and removed my dress before laying on the bed.  As
Arthur came over to me, he noticed my cell phone flashing and handed it to
me as he said.  "I'll bet, Shawn called while we were fixing your leak."
Clicking on retrieve messages, I heard the ususal beeps and clicks then I
heard Shawn's voice.  "Hi Sweetie!  I'm sorry, I missed you but I know you
are busy so don't feel you have to get back to me.  I love you and hope
your boobs aren't too sore.  Well on second thought, I hope they are so
sore you won't be able to wear a bra for at least a month.  Hey!  You could
tell Arthur to keep your boobs on a constant boil.  I'll talk to you in a
day or two." Glancing at the faint passion bites on my boobs, I asked
myself if I wanted Arthur to get any rougher.  While, I didn't want to tell
Arthur to do anything that might cause damage I had to admit that I liked
being very naughty occasionally.  Looking past my boobs, I saw that Arthur
was finishing with the modifications to my pussy plug.  "Master, my husband
said, I should tell you that he thinks you should make my boobs too sore to
wear a bra for at least a month.  He also thinks my clit needs lots of
attention." "You said you were going to tell me what you are doing for
birth control." Arthur said with some annoyance.  I took a deep breath and
sat up before telling Arthur about the morning after pills.  Before he
could comment, I asked him if he wanted to talk Shawn into telling me to
throw my pills away.  He looked at me with a stunned look.  After looking
at me for a minute in silence, Arthur said.  "Are you playing a game with
me?" "No master.  Me getting pregnant by a black stud, has been a fantasy
of ours for a long time.  I already told you about our role playing, what I
didn't tell you, was how Shawn reacted to the idea of me being pregnant.  I
also asked Shawn to tell me when and if he I should take my pills." Looking
confused, Arthur glanced at his watch and said.  "Get dressed.  I don't
want to be late." Suddenly I had a sinking feeling.  Had I gone too far? 
From reading all the posts and places like Dark Wanderer's site and others,
I had got the impression that most black guys would jump at the chance to
knock up a married white woman.

   CHAPTER 11 As Arthur had said, lunch with Harry was more social then
business.  However, Harry did sign a contract.  I felt awkward because I
sensed that things had cooled between Arthur and me.  Did he think that I
was trying to trap him to get his money?  I was quite sure that Shawn was
going to tell me to forget the pills but I hadn't thought this through from
Arthur's point True, if I was a devious bitch, I could sue slap Arthur with
a paternity suit.  After Harry left, I took Arthur's arm and said.  "I
think we need to talk." He didn't smile at me but he didn't pull back
either.  My man of black steel wasn't as hard as I thought.  Quietly, we
went up to our suite.  As Arthur closed the door, I went and got my morning
after pills and handed them, to him.  "Here.  It was never my intention to
trap you.  I just wanted the fucking of a life time and the idea of having
a black baby turned on my husband and me.  If you want, I'll take the pills
right now.  However, I would like to see if there is a way to get my Master
back and watch him, as he sees my belly swell with his baby." I guess, my
mention of 'my Master' got though because Arthur relaxed and began talking.
For the next two hours we remained dressed as we discussed our feelings and
the future.  In the end, I regained most of Arthur's trust.  I agreed to
sign sort of a prenuptial agreement and Arthur agreed to establish a trust
fund if I bore his child.  Once we agreed, he had me type the rough draft
and fax it to his lawyer.  Two hours later, Arthur's lawyer faxed the final
papers to us and a copy to Shawn.  After Arthur and I read the agreement,
Arthur called the bell captain and had him witness our signatures.  When
the bell captain left, I called Shawn.  When he answered, I explained what
had happened.  I also explained that I was waiting for his instructions on
what to do with the pills.  Shawn listened quietly then asked to speak to
Arthur.  When I handed the phone to Arthur, he got up and went into his
bedroom, closing the door behind himself.  For what felt like years, I sat
staring at Arthur's bedroom door.  At some point, I slid my hand under the
hem of my dress and began playing with the inflation bulb to the plug still
in my pussy.  God!  I wanted my Master to come back and take control of my
body.  If he was truly afraid of me getting pregnant, I would have my tubes
tied as long as he would play with me.

   CHAPTER 12

   I had just let all the air out of my pussy plug and was reinflating it
when Arthur returned.  A smile caressed his lips as he handed the phone to
me.  Watching Arthur for an indication of what they had talked about for so
long, I said.  "Hi Sweetie, what's up?" "Becky, because you were naughty, I
told your Master, he can do whatever he wants.  He tells me that he has a
thing for pregnant women and women with big nipples.  We are also going to
make some changes in your wardrobe.  Oh!  I almost forgot, get used to
wearing your pussy plug, you'll be wearing it until you are pregnant.  I'm
looking forward to seeing just how much sperm your master can pump in you,
in a month.  Love you." Shawn's words scared and excited me.  Arthur was
going to knock me up but Shawn had told Arthur to do anything he wanted to
me.  Would Arthur get rougher then Shawn did when he was role playing? 
Setting my phone down, I looked at Arthur and said.  "Yes Master?" "Get
dressed for dinner, slave." Feeling the need to at least be held, I got up
and hugged Arthur.  "Master, will you put a baby in me?" Arthur slid his
hands around to cup my butt as he said.  "Do you still want my black baby
growing in your belly?" "Becky, says yes and your slave says she can't stop
you." "Is Becky OK with the fact that my slave will be with us most of the
time?  In the office, you will be Becky with the big nipples and
frequently, my slave will be hiding under Becky's clothes." "Master.  My
nipples aren't very big." Grinning, Arthur said.  "Your Master is going to
fix that and he is also going to make your clit bigger." "How is my Master
going to do that?" At that moment, there was a knock on the door.  Arthur
turned from me and opened the door.  A bouncer from Arthur's night club
handed Arthur a package and left.  Closing the door Arthur smiled and said.
"It's funny you should ask.  While I was talking to your husband, I had
James, pick up a few things for me" Gently taking my arm, Arthur guided me
toward his bedroom.  Was he going to pierce my nipples or worse, pierce my
pussy?  As those thoughts began to race around in my head, Arthur said. 
"Look!  We need to get something out in the open.  I'm not into causing you
pain.  I don't plan to leave marks on your body as your fantasy lover does.
I think that Shawn gets a kick out of it but feels that a loving husband
could never do that to his wife.  Since you two, created a fantasy lover,
it gives you the freedom to explore the kinky side.  In a way, I'm the
lucky one, I've had the chance to have sex with you.  "With Shawn's
blessing, I'm going to keep you always horny.  Now go get one of your soft
cup bras and a pair of thong panties." As I turned quickly, I felt the
inflation bulb sway between my legs, reminding me of what was in my pussy.
I knew that my pussy juices were building up in there and I knew that I
wanted more baby making juice where it needed to be.  In my bedroom, I
quickly slipped out my dress before grabbing the items my Master asked for.
Returning to my Master, I held up a bra and thong and asked.  "Master, will
these do?" The smile on Arthur's face was all the answer, I needed. 
However, Arthur said.  "Shawn and I are a lot alike.  We both have split
personalities in the bedroom.  He uses his imaginary black lover to express
his 'forbidden' desires and I use Master, to get my thinking away from
business.  Most importantly, we are both in love with you." Stunned, I
shook my head.  Had Arthur just told me he is in love with me?  This wasn't
supposed to happen.  I was just supposed to get, fucked silly by a huge
cock and wind up with a baby in my belly.  Would if be possible to love two
men without hurting either one?  Taking me in his big strong arms, Arthur
kissed my neck before softly saying.  "That is one thing, Shawn and I
discussed." He started to kiss my neck again but I turned my head and met
his lips.  Having a mind of its own, my tongue began invading Arthur's
mouth.  My hands began tearing at his clothes as I felt my plug being
deflated.  Breathless, we broke our kiss and I said.  "Master, take me to
bed and put a baby in my belly." Words can't do justice to the exquisite
pleasure my Master gave me.  It was over a half hour before he entered my
begging pussy.  I'm not sure how long he took teasing me to greater and
greater sexual highs.  However, I do know that when we recovered from our
climaxes, Arthur's back and butt cheeks were deeply scratched in places. 
And yes, my boobs were also displaying many passion marks.  After cleaning
up and tending to our wounds, Arthur gently took my face in his hands and
said.  "You will need to let Shawn play when you get home.  Encourage him
to do anything he wants." Cupping my boobs I looked into Arthur's eyes as I
said.  "I know but these are going to be very sore when he is done.  I
guess that I'm going to let him use the back door." Arthur kissed my nose
and said.  "We'll make it work.  Now, let's get dressed and get some
dinner. I'm starving." I teased Arthur by telling him he still had a lot
more work to do before I would be properly bred.  He stopped me from
putting my dress on and grabbed the package he had received.  "We can't
have you go out, only half dressed." As he spoke, he showed me what looked
like fake nipples and a tube of cream.  When I started to speak, Arthur put
his finger to my lips and said he would explain.  With rapt attention, I
watched as he put a large gob of cream inside each fake nipple.  Then he
held them on my nipples as he had me put on the bra Suddenly, I had huge
nipples.  Arthur slipped his fingers out of my bra and stepped back to
examine his handiwork.  With a huge grin on his face, he said.  "In time
your nipples will be that big.  Oh my look you are leaking again.  Quick,
where did we put your plug?" Laughing I ran into the other room and grabbed
my plug.  As Arthur stepped out of the bedroom I squatted and grinned at
him as I slid the plug into my pussy.  "Oh my.  Some of your sperm leaked
out.  I guess you'll have to pump some more in later." Grinning, Arthur
said.  "I don't know if my ass can take any more baby making." Laughing, I
said "Did you see what my pussy looks like?  That monster of yours really
does a job on it." Handing me, my thong panties, Arthur said.  "Put these
on then put this over your clit." The this, he referred to was half a panty
liner with a big glob of cream in the center.  "What does the cream do?" I
asked.  "Oh, that!  That is going to give you a three-inch clit for Shawn
and me to play with." "Ohhhhh!  Shit!  My nipples itch and tingle.  How
long is this going to last?" "Doc, said, you'll get used to it in several
months.  Your clit will never get used to it." "You are teasing me, aren't
you?" I asked, looking at my 'fake soon to be real' huge nipples.  "Oh no,
not at all.  I was serious when I said I was going to keep you horny. 
You'll need Shawn and me to give you the relief you'll need." I smiled and
shook my head in amusement as I put my dress on.  "Jesus Christ!  You want
me to look like this in public?" "By the time our baby is born, your clit
should be big enough that you can do three point landings if you fall
forward." Grinning, I shook my head and said.  "Men!"

   CHAPTER 13

   Even in the dimly lit restaurant, people noticed my nipples.  The tingle
in my nipples and clit were a continual reminder that I was on display.  If
that wasn't enough, Arthur slipped his hand under my dress and slowly
pumped more air into my plug as I attempted to order my dinner.  After the
waiter left, I whispered.  "Your ass is mine.  After tonight, you'll look
like you were in a cat fight." Arthur kissed my ear and whispered.  "Shawn
will love your tits." Neither of us said any more about what the night had
in-store for us but the looks, we gave each other were, triple x rated. 
After dinner, I was all for going back to the hotel but Arthur insisted we
go to his club.  During the cab ride to his club, I whispered.  "I know,
you are going to make me so horny, I'll fuck a fire plug." Arthur leaned
over and kissed me as he rubbed my clit.  Instead of trying to ward him
off, I spread my legs and pushed my clit against his fingers.  Then as out
lips parted, I whispered.  "Make me white hot." Moments later, we entered
the club and were escorted to our booth.  It wasn't until we sat that I
realized our escort was none other then the man who was responsible for the
tingle in my nipples and pussy.  He winked at me and said.  "Have a fun
night, Mam." Arthur and I snuggled and sipped our drinks as we checked out
the crowd.  Had anyone in the crowd checked us out, they would have seen us
cuddling and kissing.  They wouldn't have seen Arthur playing with my plug
or rubbing my clit.  When the band started a slow number, Arthur took me
out on the dance floor.  True to my request, Arthur was doing his best to
get me white hot.  My nipples grew so hard I was sure they were going to
punch holes in Arthur's chest.  It also felt like his thigh was in jeopardy
of suffering the same fate.  When the song ended, we started back to our
booth.  However, before we got there, Arthur whispered something to the big
bouncer who had delivered my fake nipples.  Their conversation went back
and forth for a moment then Arthur told me, he needed to take care of
something.  As he left, he told me to dance with James.  Before I could
protest, Arthur was gone and James was escorting me back to the dance
floor. As we danced, I was aware of, James' knowing glances at my nipples.
When that song was over, James said.  "The boss told me to keep you
entertained and since I don't want him upset, I think we need to stay out
here." I stood on my tiptoes and whispered in his ear.  "Afraid you can't
keep you hands off my nipples." The smile on my face told him I was just
teasing James grinned said.  "Yes Mam." As the band began a slow song,
James took me in his arms and held me at a respectful distance as we
danced. Feeling slightly naughty, I pressed myself against him and moved
his hand down to my butt.  James looked down at me and said.  "Please Mam.
I like my job and the boss is good to me." I apologized and thanked him for
the presents.  For an instant, James didn't know what I was talking about
then if a black man can blush, James blushed.  When Arthur returned, I told
Arthur that he should give James a raise.  When Arthur asked why, I told
him that James was a perfect gentleman even when I teased him with my
nipples.  Arthur laughed and James looked uncomfortable.  Back at our
booth, Arthur looked around for several minutes before taking a deep breath
and sighing.  I kissed him and asked if there was a problem With a faraway
look in his eyes he quietly said.  "Someone got greedy.  It's taken care
of." Silent for a moment, Arthur turned to look at me and smiled as he
said. "Lift your skirt." Glancing around, I lifted my skirt.  Then out of
the corner of my eye, I saw Arthur squeeze some cream on his finger tip. 
Instantly, I knew my clit was in trouble but that didn't stop me from
pulling the front of my panties out and spreading my legs.  Arthur slid his
finger in my panties and carefully deposited the cream on my clit as he
leaned over to kiss me.  God, this was making me hot.  So hot, I grabbed
Arthur's hand and guided it to one of my nipples.  As his fingers rubbed my
nipple, I broke our kiss and whispered.  "Do them too." Arthur looked at
me, with a questioning look then said.  "Here?" I kissed his lips and said.
"My pussy lips too." I swear.  Arthur almost came in his pants.  Whatever
the earlier problem was, it was now gone from his mind.  I had taken care
of my man.

   CHAPTER 14

   Without further hesitation, I reached into my bra and freed my boob from
its confines.  Arthur quickly squeezed a dollop of cream into each fake
nipple and helped my tuck my boobs back in my bra.  When he started to put
the tube of cream away, I pouted and said.  "Aren't you forgetting
something?" "Are you sure?" I kissed him and said.  "You might have to
carry me out of here but go ahead.  I told you to make me white hot." After
squeezing a large glob of cream on his finger, Arthur leaned over and
kissed me as he rubbed cream on my labia and clit.  When he pulled my
panties back in place, I felt the cream oozing into all the cracks and
crevices.  I also felt stronger tingling and itching.  "Master, please
dance with me, I can't sit still." Laughing softly, Arthur escorted me onto
the dance floor.  As I moved with the music, I was sure everyone knew what
was going on under my clothes, a thought that embarrassed and excited me.
What really excited me was the way Arthur was looking at me.  The bulge in
his pants assured me that he was enjoying our play.  During a slow dance,
Arthur made a point of rubbing his chest against my nipples and asking how
much longer I could last.  I told him that I was on fire but we should go
and check to see if I had enough cream on my nipples.  He looked into my
eyes and said.  "God!  I love playing with you." I kissed him and rubbed my
pussy against his thigh fueling the flames of lust.  Damn, I'd almost lost
this, I thought as I let myself get caught up in the sensations.  About
midnight, Arthur took me back to the hotel.  Closing the door behind us,
Arthur looked at me and said.  "You are in for a wild fucking.  Strip!"
What followed wasn't the slow teasing, tantalizing love making that we had
done before.  This time it was rough and fast with no warm up.  Well I
guess we had been warming up all evening.  In the aftermath of our
climaxes, I realized that I hadn't washed the cream off my pussy and some
of it was now inside me.  In a slight panic, I told Arthur.  He kissed me
and assured me that I was all right.  He quickly explained what the cream
did and that it would hurt me or my chances of getting pregnant.  Arthur
also pointed out that some cream had gotten on his cock.  My eyes went to
his still stiff cock and I said.  "Oh my God.  Will that make it bigger?"
Laughing, Arthur helped me off the bed and led me to the shower.  When he
had the water adjusted, Arthur bent me over and shoved his cock in me.  To
my delight, Arthur fucked me while washing me.  After our climaxes, I
pulled away from Arthur and lifted his cock to my lips, looking into his
eyes.  Opening my mouth as wide as it would go, I sucked the head into my
mouth.  The sparkle in his eyes, told me, Arthur was truly in love with me.


   CHAPTER 15

   As all good things must end, it was now time for us to return to our
real world.  The flight home was uneventful, both of napping, trying to
catch up on sleep we had missed, fucking ourselves senseless.  Instead of
taking me straight home, Arthur took me to his place and made love to me
for two hours.  Before allowing me to get up he put my pussy plug in,
trapping his sperm in my pussy.  He then did something that caught me by
surprise.  He coated my nipples, clit and labia with cream.  "This way
you'll be hot for Shawn.  After all he hasn't had anything other then his
hand for ten days." Suddenly, I realized that I missed Shawn.  I also
missed my daughters.  Mentally, I shifted gears, trying to put the recent
debauchery out of my thoughts.  However, when I felt the inflation bulb for
my plug sway and my nipples tingle, I know my life had changed.  Tears
welled up and I turned to Arthur.  "Will he still love me?  Especially now
that I'm carrying another man's baby." Arthur took me in his powerful arms
and held me as he stroked my hair and whispered.  "This was his wish as
much as yours.  When you go home, show him you love him.  Do the little
things you have always done.  Make love to him, don't have sex with him and
dream you are with me." "How did you get so wise?" His answer was a long
kiss then he helped me get dressed.  When I started to put my old cotton
panties and bra, he took them and threw them away.  With a soft smile,
Arthur said.  "Your life has changed.  You have changed.  Much of what we
talked about wasn't just pillow talk.  Shawn wants to enjoy the changes
too." Before I could protest, Arthur gave me a smack on my butt and laid
out, what I was to wear home.  Silently, I dressed, absorbed in my
thoughts. When I looked in a mirror to check my makeup, I got a surprise.
There was a stranger looking at me.  Gone was the plain wife, mother,
secretary, in her place was a sexy woman with big nipples.  "BIG NIPPLES,
oh my god.  I can't let my daughters see me like this." I screamed in a
panic.  Again, Arthur came to comfort me.  Holding me, he assured me that
my family wouldn't disown me because I let my nipples show through my
clothes.  "But these aren't my nipples." I said in protest.  "Becky!  Stop!
If you go home with this attitude, you are going to upset your whole
family. If you make a big deal over it, it will become a big deal.  Your
daughters are old enough to find out that their parents are real people. 
People, that are entitled to their own lives."

   CHAPTER 16

   My heart was in my throat as I walked into my house.  Before the door
closed, Carol and Tina were in my arms hugging and kissing me as they
happily babbled about all the things that had happened during me absence.
Finally they backed off enough for Shawn to give me a quick glance before
wrapping me in his arms and kissing me.  Seeing our passionate kiss, Carol
said "Come on Tina, they are about to get gross." Shawn slid his hands over
my back and rubbed my butt as he dueled with my tongue.  At one point he
reached between my legs.  When his hand contacted my pussy plug, Shawn
broke our kiss and pulled back slightly.  Oh dear God, he's upset that
Arthur, a black man has had sex with his wife.  I thought as I panicked.  I
didn't see the lustful grin or the lump in his pants.  Before I could think
clearly, Shawn was quickly pulling me past the girls to our bedroom.  Just
before the bedroom door closed, I heard Tina say.  "That's gross." Less
then a minute later, I was nude except for my stockings, garter belt and my
false nipples.  I was still sure that Shawn was going to bolt from the room
any second.  I was so nervous, I almost wet myself when Shawn ran a finger
through the cream on my labia.  Instead of running, Shawn sniffed his
finger then looked at my face as he said.  "Is this the cream, Arthur was
talking about?" Swallowing a bunch of butterflies, I finally whispered. 
"Yes." "Arthur told me that this stuff will make your nipples and clit
swell and with continual use, some swelling will remain.  How long has he
been using this?" How long had it been?  We had only been gone for ten days
but so muck had changed in that time.  Realizing, Shawn was waiting for my
answer, I said.  "Four or five, I'm not sure." Grasping the inflation bulb,
stared at my crotch as he nervously asked if he could take it out.  Having
regained some of my composure, I said.  "It would be better if you got a
towel and let me lay down first." Shawn ran in the bathroom and hurriedly
spread the towel on the bed.  As soon as I was on the bed, Shawn was
between my legs, intently studying my pussy.  With trembling fingers, Shawn
released the air in my plug and began pulling it out.  Lifting my head to
see his reaction, I said.  "Sweetie, I'm probably too stretched out for you
to feel much, I'll suck you off or you can use my ass." Looking at me in
complete surprise, Shawn said.  "But I thought you didn't like me in
there?" I smiled and said.  "Things have changed and I need to take care of
My Man" Instantly I knew I had said the right things, even if I wasn't too
wild about being fucked in the ass.  Holding my pussy plug in his hand,
Shawn took another look at my pussy.  "Oh my God!  What did he fuck you
with, his leg?  Or was it the dildo that made you so big?" "His cock is
bigger." I said, softly.  Jumping up from the bed, Shawn said.  "Please
stay like that, I'll be right back." A second later Shawn dashed from our
bedroom, leaving me with sperm oozing from my pussy.  A minute later he
returned, kicking the door closed with his foot as he homed in on my pussy,
flashlight in hand.  "Holy Shit!  That guy is some stud.  I can see his
sperm leaking out of your cervix.  No wonder, you had that plug in you."
Shawn tore his eyes away from my pussy and looked at my face as he softly
said.  "Does it hurt?" "No, not now.  At first it hurt, but now I'm used to
it." "Did he make you wear that thing in you all the time?" Laughing softly
and feeling more relaxed, I said.  "I only wore it when we went out.  After
all it wouldn't look good to go to a business meeting with a huge wet spot
in my skirt." Looking back inside my pussy, Shawn asked.  "Are you going to
have sex with him again?" Pausing for a moment, I said.  "Do you want me
to? You know.  I'm pregnant" "How do you know?  It's only been a few days."
"I knew with the girls.  What makes this time any different?" He glanced in
my pussy again then placed his head on my tummy and kissed me.  At first he
kissed me softly then he gave me several passion bites before looking at me
and saying.  "I don't think you are pregnant.  I think he needs to breed
you hard for several mouths to be sure.  Then maybe he might want to slow a
little." As his last words hit my brain, Shawn kissed my belly and said. 
"Pregnant women are sexy, I hope you'll be sexy for several years." My
heart melted and I grabbed Shawn, pulling him up my body.  As our lips met
I think I felt his cock enter my pussy.  Shawn felt it too and pulled his
hips back.  I grabbed, Shawn's ass and pulled him back inside me as I said.
"I'm still your wife and the only reason I'll ever refuse to let you have
me, is if I'm sick or the doctor says, no." Shawn kissed me passionately as
he used his body to rub the cream in.  After I felt him stiffen and shoot
in me, I whispered.  "I love you with all my heart."

   CHAPTER 17

   To my delight we are still a big happy family.  Arthur doesn't live in
our house but he does spend much time here and we frequently are at his
house.  As my belly grew with each pregnancy, my men fawned over me like
I'm the greatest thing in their lives.  (I love it.) At first Carol and
Tina asked many pointed questions and had a few problems with children at
school.  Both Carol and Tina have dated black and white boys and are
looking for a pair of men like mine.  Many people have made comments and
asked questions about having two white daughters, two dark daughters and a
son.  Most have been at least cordial A few were rude or hostile.  However
the question I like answering the most is.  Would you do it again?  My
answer is always the same.  "Yes as long as it is with the same men and
that both fathered my children." <1st attachment end>