5 comments/ 39518 views/ 2 favorites Janet's Demise By: maturemadness2 I have had several requests through the comments section and via E-Mail for more Janet stories. My wife and I will co-write this story, as she is really getting into it. I hope we are able to please those who asked for more and also, those who are new to our stories. Anyone not wanting to hear about more of Janet's interracial escapades, should probably look for another story to read. I wish to thank in advance, fans of Janet. * After my trip to Vegas, to pick up Janet from Ron's place we went home. After what happened, she was not the woman I knew before our trip. She was moody, our sex life suffered. We never made love anymore. All we did was fuck. She was like a woman possessed. This was great, but it wore thin after awhile. There was no love in our coupling, just animal lust. After a few months of this I confronted her about what was wrong with her. She told me that things would get better now that she had worked out her problems. She never came home from work the next day. I called he cell, but it went to voicemail. Several more calls, same results. Little did I know that at that very moment, Janet was departing a flight from Reno to Las Vegas and falling into the arms of Ron, her new lover. Janet's new life. "Oh, Ron, I have missed you these last months. I want to stay with you. I need that big black beautiful cock of yours. I haven't had a good fuck since I left here. My husband just doesn't get the job done, since that night, with you and the rest of those black guys." Ron sat down on the edge of the bed and I pulled his pants off. He wasn't wearing underwear and that magnificent black cock sprung loose and I was on it in a second. I licked it, ran my lips up and down it's steely length, cupping his balls in my hand and lightly rolling them in my palm. They were heavy and I know that the load I would be swallowing soon was more than my husband could provide in a half dozen climaxes. He grabbed me by my head and moved my willing mouth up to the blunt head and told me to suck it. "Yah, slut, you been needing that black cock, haven't you.?" He was right, there was nothing on earth I wanted more right now than to please this hard bodied, big black cock stud. I took as much as I could into my slutty mouth. He kept pushing my head down and telling me to relax and breath through my nose. "It's about time you learned how to properly pleasure a black man. A good skill to have, for a slut, that can't get enough black meat." He was right. I had to learn to deep throat his big black cock. I knew it would be necessary if I wanted to keep him. As he slowly began to fuck my mouth, I found myself able to relax enough to take the head into the beginning of my throat. I gagged a little, he pulled me back and I pushed down on my own. I had to do this several times until that spongy, blunt head slipped right into my throat, followed by a couple more inches. That big cock felt right at home in there. I swallowed the best I could and a little more slid down my precum bathed throat. He took my hand and put it to my throat. I could feel the lump from his cock in my throat. "Keep that up, slut, I'll fill your belly up, so you won't need dinner tonight." I felt his swollen cock pulse and expand in my throat completely cutting off my air. I knew he was injecting my gut with his thick cum. I felt him pulling back and cumming until he had just the head of his cock in my mouth. He finished up there, filling my mouth. I was where I belonged. Giving pleasure to a big black cock. After dumping his load of cum into my oral cavity, he had me continue sucking and licking his black rod, until it was once again rock hard. "Fuck me Ron, I need that massive meat pounding my cock hungry pussy. Make me yours, baby, take me in all of my holes." "Get out of those clothes. From now on you be naked, in this house, unless I say otherwise." "Yes, Ron." I stripped and stood in front of him, as he appraised me. "I'm gonna have my sister take you under her wing and work on that body. You may be 55 but by the time she gets done with you, you will look 35. I want my married white slut, looking good. Now get over here." I'm finding, I like being told what to do. He got up as I walked toward him, got behind me and lifted one of my legs up and placed it on the chair. In this position, I was wide open and dripping in anticipation of the stand up fuck I was about to get. This was a new position for me. I looked down and he was stroking that virile black cock. He stepped up, squatted down a little and pushed the spongy head of his cock into my wet pussylips. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pushed down as his black cock penetrated my pussy. It had been several months since I had anything that big in me. I screamed but he kept on until I felt his pubic hair against my ass. It was still hurting but I was proud to have taken the whole nine very thick inches. There was nothing easy about the next ten minutes or so. He battered my cunt with long, hard, deep strokes. That big cock head was hitting me just right and I started pushing down as he pushed up, starting the first of many orgasms to be achieved with Ron. Spread wide open like I was, as I went higher and higher, my juices, were running down my leg and when I went over the top. I squirted all over that black pile-driver. I felt him start to enlarge deep inside me and knew I was gonna get another hot black sperm injections. He did not disappoint, as I was coming down off my orgasm. He started his, I felt him cum deep, right against my cervix. As he continued to cum, it started to run out of my overstuffed cunt and run down my leg. Once again I realized that this was where I belonged. Impaled on a big black cock. The next day, Ron's sister, Theresa, took me clothes shopping. I picked out all kinds of sexy dresses, skirts and blouses and only the briefest of lingerie and only the highest of heels. The bill came to well over $800.00. I gave the clerk my credit card and she told me it was rejected. I tried the other two and my ATM card and all rejected. Paul had obviously cancelled all our credit cards and must have closed our bank account. What could I do, I had no money and no way to get any. Theresa said not to worry she would pay for it and Ron could pay her back. I tried to call Paul, but both his cell and our home phone number were no longer in service. I called his shop and his secretary told me he was refusing all calls from me and if I called to tell me, to contact Richard. He was our attorney. He told me Paul wanted to verify where I was. Either with Ron or Damian, so he could send the key to the storage locker where my stuff was being moved to. Also, a restraining order against me. Not to come within a hundred yards of our home or his business. Richard told me he would send it general delivery to the zip code I gave him. I told him I was with Ron and asked Theresa for the zip code. It came home to me, in a rush, that my marriage and my way of life back in Reno were over. I had stepped way over the line and could never step back. For the next several weeks, Theresa worked me hard for at least two hours a day in the fitness center and then in the evening we went for a jog. I was losing weight, trimming down and gaining some muscle. I lay out in the sun in our back yard, naked, except for a thong. Ron liked the lily white contrast between my laser bare pussy and the rest of my tanned body. I had been getting facials and body wraps on a regular basis. My hair had been lightened and highlighted. My entire body and face were looking years younger. Ron was fucking me every night and I would wake him up, by swallowing that big black morning wood. One night Ron came home after I had been there for three months and announced it was time for my showing. He was taking me out on the town and show off his newly made over, slut for black cock. What he told me next, made me proud of what I had achieved since getting here, with my body. He told me that it didn't make any difference how old I was, because I was the best piece of ass he has had in years and was gonna keep me around as long a I wanted to stay. It sounded good at the time. All I wanted to do was please him. I had realized that I had become very submissive to him. Isn't that what I wanted when I started out on this journey? Theresa came bouncing into the house with a big black bag. "Hey, slut," she mocked, "I got your outfit for tonight. Now get up there and shower and get ready for one wild night. I'll be up in awhile to help you get ready." As I walked away, I heard her say something to Ron, who responded in a low tone, "we'll see." I showered and had dried and fluffed my hair. With the new do, that was all I had to do. As I was rubbing lotion on, Theresa came in, "here give me that, I'll rub it on ya." I loved how her strong hands kneeding my muscles as she worked the lotion in. She paid more attention to my little B cups than I thought necessary but it felt good. She had me sit on the bed and started at my feet and worked up to my thighs, massaging and rubbing lotion. I was getting turned on by this sexy, black woman, kneeling in front of me and whose hands were dangerously close to my bare, white cunt. She looked up at me, smiled, winked and shoved her index and middle finger of one hand into my fleshy folds. My legs had been open, so she had no trouble reaching her goal. "Wow, girlfriend, you are one hot, mature white woman. Look at my hand." She had pulled it out and her fingers and knuckles were coated in my juices. She had me suck her fingers clean "That is just a taste of what you are going to get, the next time we are alone." I couldn't wait. Theresa took the cover off the hanger and dumped the bag on the bed. On the hanger was a simple, silky looking purple dress with a cowl neck. I could tell that at least half of my tits and most of my legs would be on display. Theresa held up a lavender shelf bra and a matching thong. "Turn around and I'll put it on for you." She hooked it, reached around and adjusted my tits in the bra. Naturally, she had to pinch each nipple as her hands retreated. Next she held out the thong for me to step into. She made sure it was positioned just right and pulled the string up into my ass crack and pussy. "Sit down and give my a foot." She unpackaged a pair of ultra sheer black stayups and slowly rolled them up my tanned, toned legs. The shoes were black, open toe style with 4 inch stiletto heels and a wide strap around the ankle. The buckle had a little gold cock and balls trinket hanging from it. "Get up and check it out in the mirror, Janet." I looked sensational, very sexy. I was proud of my new body, especially now that only a very small belly remained. She unzipped the dress and I stepped into it and she raised it up my body. The zipper started half way down my ass and finished above my bra strap. The cowl neck was loose enough to give anyone who wanted a clear view of my nipples and mostly uncovered tits. I was right, the skirt portion came to just below my stocking tops and was loose. That surprised me as everything Ron or Theresa bought for me was skin tight. I asked Theresa about this. She told me that Ron wanted the two of you to make a good impression without being to slutty. "In my opinion, we have achieved that." She remarked. A limo pulled up in front of the house and the 3 of us got in and headed for the party. We drove for what seemed hours because of the traffic. Finally, we broke out and was headed for the foothills. I couldn't believe the place we pulled into. It was a mansion, or it seemed to me. "Who lives here, Ron?" I inquired. He told me I would just have to wait and see. As we pulled up to the door, we were met by a giant of a man. I knew immediately who it was. A very famous pro football player. As the valet held the door open for us, Mr. Big, as I will refer to him, held out a huge black hand in which I placed my little white one. His was twice as big as mine. "You must be Janet. Ron's description of you does not do you justice. You are on hot MILF and I know how old you are but can't believe it. I look forward to having a dance or two with you this evening." He helped me out and then took Theresa in his arms and kissed her. Not a brotherly kiss either. She looked at him beaming. He shook hands with Ron and slapped him on the back saying, "damn, two of the hottest ladies here tonight will be with you." Mr. Big, escorted us to a large room, totally surrounded in glass. The back yard had an enormous pool with people in all stages of dress and undress, milling and sitting around drinking, making out, dancing and whatever people do at a party of this caliber. After getting over the shock of the whole scene, I noticed there were quite a few interracial couples in attendance. Ron and I were only one of many. Also, they all appeared to be of MILF quality. Well preserved, in great physical shape. Of course, if they all had black men with the libido and cock size of Ron, they would need to be in top shape. Theresa left us to go with Mr. Big, while Ron started introducing me around. One black/white couple I was introduced to, really caught my eye. He was a black Adonis, muscular, broad shoulders, small waist and his six pack noticeable through his tight, silk black shirt. His large muscular thighs, caused his pants to being very tight and showing off a rigid bulge. His white slut, yes a slut, one can always tell another. Was close to my age but by the looks of her, she had gone through some substantial physical training, also. We hugged and kissed each other on the lips. Her name was Kathy and his Jerome. She took my hand and said, "lets get a drink and talk. Leave the guys to their guy talk." Both of our beautiful black lover's nodded to us and we left to get a drink. "You know, Janet, Ron has brought you here to show you off. I'll warn you now, while nothing much will happen today, you will be shared with many of us and our black lovers." I looked at her with confusion. Was she saying that the I would be having sex with the other white women. When I asked her this, she said, "yes, you will have your face buried in pussy and ass and vice versa. Believe me you'll love it. Not only will be getting all the big black cock you can handle, none of us are exclusive in this circle." Ron and Jerome were back and led us to the dance floor. It was coming on to nightfall and people were moving inside and getting more intimate with each other. Jerome put his arm around me and Ron around Kathy and we made our way to the dance floor. "I'm glad to see you and Kathy, getting along so well. The four of us will be seeing a lot of each other. Ron and I do business together and you two will be with us whenever we go someplace." He held me close. My face only came to the top of his chest. His silk shirt was unbuttoned down to his naval and his well developed pecs were right in my face. He took my head in one hand and guided it, so my mouth came in contact with his nipple through his shirt. "Pull it aside and suck on my nipple, slut." I did as he commanded and was rewarded with a hard black nipple and chest, smooth as silk and with a light sheen of sweat all over it. I pushed the material back and licked my way across that slab of pectoral muscle until I got to the nipple and took it in my mouth and suckled it like a baby. I heard a low moan escape from his lips as I continued to suck and tongue his hard black nipple. His other hand had slid down my back and was cupping my ass cheeks. He didn't try to lift my dress or anything just held on and massaged first one cheek and then the other. My thong was soaked by now. He had to smell my arousal but went not further. He pulled my head away from his nipple by my hair and said. "Ron has him a hot one, in you, doesn't he?" I had nothing to say. The evening went on. I danced with several guys and a few women, at the encouragement of our black lovers. Mr Big came in and announced that it was time to finish up and head out. He asked me to dance the last dance with him. As we danced, my head against his big chest he rubbed my back and butt and told me he was looking forward to getting together with me. He pulled me close to him and I felt this monster bulge push against my stomach. I pulled away and looked between us, in awe. "Like that do ya, black cock slut. Reach down and feel it, I know ya wanta." I couldn't resist. My hand slowly descended until I could feel him through his linen slacks. I ran my hand up and down. It hardened some. I had to see it and I told him so. "Hey Ron, your pretty white slut wants to see my meat." "Well, show her." He dropped his pants and his black behemoth flopped. It wasn't any longer than I am used to in the big black cock department, but the girth was disturbing............the head, OMG, it was big and round. Like a shiny handball sitting on top of that powerful black cockmeat. I knew I had to have this. It was the ultimate. "Ron, I think she likes what she's holding. So we will see the two of you here tomorrow night." "Janet.......until then." He pulled me into him with his big black cock still hanging out and crushed his lips against mine and then pushed me away, laughed and tucked himself back in. Ron, Theresa and myself left for home. On the drive home I told Ron, that I thought that it would only be him and I. He informed me that a slut for big black cock, has to be shared. That's what makes her a black cock slut.. After sleeping until almost noon, I got up had a meal and decided to lay around working on my tan, as there was nobody home. I grabbed my tanning thong and headed to the back patio. I lay there for almost an hour until I heard the door open. In walked Theresa, naked, carrying a big black dildo. "Hey, slut, look what I got for ya. We gotta get you ready for tonight." "What the fuck you talking about?" "You are spending the night with your Mr. Big. So we need to open you up some. Take it from me, the man is insatiable and that big black head will destroy you if you aren't prepared for it. So take off the thong and spread those nice tanned legs." I spread my legs as wide as they would go. She got between them and started to lick my pussy. She opened my swollen folds and shoved two fingers to the hilt, into my now wet pussy. She finger fucked me, until she was able to work four fingers and then with a squirt of lube up my sodden, open tunnel, she rammed several inches of that 10" black dildo in. It only took about half dozen thrusts to have me screaming with an orgasm. It has been two days since I had been fucked and I was ready and randy. Theresa spent the next half hour or so working the dildo in and out, round and round in my open and dripping pussy. "Now your ass, baby." "Noooooooooooo, not there. Fuck he will tear me apart. No way can I take that cock of his." "Maybe, but he'll try. So we might as well get you prepared the best we can." I have to admit, after the initial entry past my sphincter and the pain subsided, I was really getting into having something that big in my ass. I was still plenty scared because from what I felt last night, the head of Mr. Big's black cock was bigger than what I was practicing with. Once we were done, I took a shower and did my hair and sat around naked waiting for Ron to come home. He arrived about 6 and told me to get dressed. Didn't make much difference what I wore as long as it was short, tight and low cut. Hell, that's all I had. I chose a tank top and a ultra short denim skirt and 4 inch high heels. No panties, bra or stockings. What was the use. Janet's Demise Ron drove me to Brian's(Mr. Big's name) place. He met us in the driveway. Helped me from the car and walked me into the house, as Ron drove away. "Janet, by the time I get through with you tonight, you will have no use for any man but me. I will own you by morning." "What will Ron have to say about that?" "Not a fucking thing. But don't worry, I won't harm you but I expect you will be sore as hell in all three holes for a few days." "I have to tell you Janet, I have developed a taste for women your age. You tend to give yourselves more freely and don't have to worry about getting knocked up, or do you?" "No, I'm safe." "The room we will be using is at the head of the stairs. Go up there, get naked and spread yourself open for me. I expect you to be playing with that black cock pussy of yours when I get there. I'll make us a drink." I was laying spread open, knees up and both hands working my wet, throbbing pussy. He came in carrying two drinks and naked. That big black cock hanging flaccid, swinging side to side as he walked. It was the thickest cock I had ever seen. I had to be nine inches long, and disturbingly thick. But the head.........I had never seen anything like it. I looked perfectly round and while not as big as the 8 ball, that's what it reminded me of. What the fuck was I gonna do with that. I sat up and while continuing to finger myself, I took a long drink from the rum and coke he gave me. In less than a minute I had drank it all. I knew I was going to need it. He finished his drink also and crawled up on the bed and between my outstretched knees and with his arms pushed my legs further apart, so that I was wide open for him. He actually dove into my wide open, steamy pussy. His tongue worked my folds like I have never had before. His tongue matched the rest of him. Thick and long. He spent a couple minutes in my hole and then started in on my clit. He bit on it, sucked it and flicked his tongue over it. I knew I couldn't take much more of this, before I climaxed. What he did next shocked me. With his hands under my ass, spreading my cheeks apart, he started tonguing my little pucker. With all the attention it had received this afternoon, it was still slightly open and he took the opportunity to invade it with his thick tongue. That set me off. While I was still in the throes of my orgasm, he got up and with his big cock now hard, he pushed my legs back and probed with that big head until he found the open, wet folds of my soon to be ravished pussy. My juices were running out as he pushed in. The pressure was terrifying but I had no time to protest. He shoved that battering ram in and I screamed. The sudden pain caused me to see stars. I thought I would pass out. He was hovering over me on his hands and knees. As I looked down between us I saw us joined by that big black cock. It had not gotten more than an inch or two longer but it was as hard as a steel rod. "Are you ready for me to continue making you mine." All I could do was shake my head "yes." He started moving my insides around to accommodate his black manmeat. My body was starting to move with his. I could feel him continue to move forward until he was buried against my cervix. He moved his cock in such a way as to massage my cervix. It started me on an orgasm that spiraled up and up and out of control. I was moving with him now. Meeting him thrust for thrust. The pain and pleasure were intermingled to such an extent that I was having an out of body experience. My orgasm kept going up and up, my heart was beating so hard, I thought it might burst. I vaguely remember him swelling to a pussy ripping size. I felt him start to cum and I passed out. Not sure how long I was out but when I came to, he was straddling my chest and rubbing his cum laden cock over my lips. I opened up and took the head and a couple of inches more and sucked it clean. Then as he got up on his knees, I licked the remainder of that powerful cock clean of all our juices. "How did you like that, slut?" "I have never felt anything like that in my life." "Go take a shower and I'll make us another drink. You are almost mine. What do you think about that.?" "I think I am going to like it." He left me alone the rest of the night. We had another drink and watched some porno on the big screen TV and went to bed. The next day after we had breakfast, he handed me a paper and told me to read it. It was a medical report showing that he was STD free. "You need to get the test done, as it is a rule in the club that everyone gets a test once a month. One of the members you met is a doctor who does the tests for us. Now I have been fucking you because Ron said that him, your husband and other members of the club, are the only ones you have had sex with. Is this right?" "Yes, that's right" We were escorted right into the office of the doctor. I did remember him. It was Jerome. I got the results in a couple days and they were negative as I knew they would be. During the whole week Brian was out training somewhere so I had the house to myself. It was nice to just lay around the pool, working on my tan and swimming. On Wednesday, Theresa came by and picked me up to go work out. "Don't want you getting sloppy, after all my hard work." When we got home she followed me into the bedroom and sat down while I undressed to have a shower. When I was showered and dried off, I came back into the bedroom to find her still there. She got up, grabbed me by my shoulders and threw me onto the bed, climbed up between my legs and said, "Spread em' bitch." I opened my legs and her face disappeared into my fresh pussy. She was an animal, she sucked, bit and tongue fucked me to an awesome orgasm. My juices covered her ebony face as she lay over me and kissed me a deep, soul searching kiss. Pulled away and walked out of the house. "What the hell was that," I thought. Friday afternoon, Brian came home and wanted one thing, My body. It was his for the taking. "Get it ready, slut. Suck it good, you know what's coming, huh?" I had a good idea. I ran my tongue around the big round ebony knob, stroking the shaft slowly, feeling it come alive in my hand and mouth. Brian pushed my head down, so I was forced to take the first couple inches of his black cock into my mouth. "That's a good cocksucker, get it good and hard. Damn, you're pretty good at that. To bad you can't deep throat it. Of course, no one can." He laughed as he pushed forward making me gag and cough. "Enough, get on all fours, knees at the edge and legs spread wide. That is your only position for tonight." My body started to tremble as I got into position. I knew what was going to happen. He was gonna make me his, totally. He brought the bottle of lube with him as he stood behind me, stroking his cock as he snapped the top of the lube open. He shoved a couple inches of the bottle into my pussy and squeezed out a large portion. Surprised, I raised my head and looked back at him. He was lubing the length of that big black organ "You ready for this, slut? " He pushed the head through the wet folds, holding steady pressure against the entrance to my well lubed pussy. As I started to relax I felt it move forward, slowly spreading my labia apart until it slipped in and I closed down around him, just below the head. It felt like a small fist in there. He slide forward in my hot sheath, the lube was allowing him to keep moving inward. He surged forward until th blunt end of that battering ram, came to rest against my cervix. "Owwwwwwwwwwww, jeezus, that hurts. Stop." He stopped just long enough to put his hands on my ass and push back, until all but the head was outside me. The journey to my cervix started all over again. Each time he hit it, I screamed. Finally he took shorter strokes and had me on the edge of an orgasm, when I felt the coolness of the lube running down my ass crack. I knew this moment would come sooner or later. He kept short stroking my pussy and was working a thumb into my ass while spreading my cheeks. Once he had one in, he squirted more lube, directly into my slightly open hole and worked his other thumb in. He spent several minutes, pulling and stretching my now loosed rear entrance, until he was able to pull his thumbs our and insert both the first two fingers of each hand and massage my sphincter, until it relaxed even more. He pushed down on my butt with his forearms and said, "lower yourself down." As I did I felt his cock start to retreat from my ravished tunnel. It was so hard, he was able to put it against my wide open asshole, while he held it open with his fingers. The head popped in and he let go. My sphincter started to close. He slapped my ass real hard, first one cheek and then the other, as I felt him slide several inches into my rectum. He gave me no time to stiffen up or panic. He just started fucking my ass with short, slow strokes. The pain was minimal and the pleasure was increasing. I had that big, black ramrod in my ass and was starting to love it. He fucked me this way for at least five minutes before he pulled out and squirted more lube into me and right back in, with no problem. I was getting into fucking back at him, when he reached around and started flicking and pulling my engorged clit. That was it, a few seconds after he started that, I went crazy on him. "Fuck my ass, fuck it with that big black cock. Give me your cum, make me yours, all yours." I was in the throes of a massive orgasm when I felt him unlease a torrent of hot, thick cum deep in my ass. I knew now what it meant to be a real slut for black cock. He slowly pulled his cock from my ass. As it popped out, a flow of hot cum and lube followed, dropping onto the bed and running down my legs. I collapsed with him on top of me. We both got cleaned up and got ready to party. He had brought me a new outfit. Leather. The top was a cupless bra the attached to a wide leather collar by a chrome chain. There was also a chain that was attached to the bottom of it, that hung down in front of my stomach and was attached to a pair of leather straps that went between my legs and rested on each side of my pussy and became one as they went into my ass crack and attached to another chain that hooked into the back of the bra. The chains had enough slack so I could move easily in any direction. Next came a pair of sheer black stayups followed by a pair of five inch heels with a 1inch platform and a wide leather strap around the ankle. Then a pair of nipple clamps, with a thumb screw, that he turned until I flinched. There was a chrome chain running between them. "Put this on." He handed me a coat that came half way down my thighs. I was ready for whatever the evening would bring. I thought. What happened next caused my life to become a living hell. On our way to the party place, we were talking and kidding around, obviously, not paying attention, when I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw a delivery truck coming right at us. Brian swerved but it was to late. I saw the front end coming through my side of the car and the next thing I remember was laying in a room, hooked up to hoses and stuff. It was like I was behind a gauze curtain. I could hear people talking, They sounded vaguely familiar. Then I heard. "She's awake." It took me awhile to open my eyes and focus on what was before me. A man was standing over me, looking into my eyes with a light. "She's coming our of it." I heard him say. After what seemed like hours, I was able to focus on the people around me. There was my husband and daughter. They stood looking at me, not moving toward me or saying anything to me. Paul asked the doctor if I was out of the woods. He told him it looked like it but they would be keeping close tabs on her for the next 24-48 hours. Paul said, "Ok, the staff has our numbers." My husband and daughter walked out. "Paul, Shay where are you going." I sobbed as they just kept on walking. Paul gets the bad news I got a phone call from Las Vegas hospital telling me my wife was in an automobile accident and was badly hurt and in a coma. I asked how they knew to call me if she was in a coma. They told me they tracked me down through the address on her driver's license. He entire right side had been crushed in the accident. Arm, shoulder, hip and leg. Along with a severe concussion causing her to go into a coma. I got ahold of our daughter and we flew to Vegas. Janet was a mess. It is a wonder how she survived the crash. We stayed with her for a couple days. I had to tell my daughter what her Mom had been doing. Of course, even I didn't know to what extent she had been into this interracial scene. It was apparent that she was not going to wake up anytime soon. So we went home. I kept in touch with the hospital. No change. Several week later, I got a call from her doctor telling me she was showing signs of coming around. Shay and I flew down there. We were there three days before she came fully out of it. Neither of us wanted to talk to her, so we left. Shay and I talked about what to do and decided that when they discharged her we were going to have to bring her home. Either that or leave her for her black lover, who I found out survived just fine. We did bring her home and I made sure she had what she needed to be comfortable and made arrangements for someone to take her to physical therapy, when I couldn't. My daughter refused to even acknowledge her. Time went on and she got better but would always walk with a limp and she was prone to headaches. She started taking care of the house, cooking the meals and doing whatever she could for me. I had not even held her since she came home. She was like a maid. One night when we were watching TV together, she said, "I can't live like this anymore. I need my husband and you are not here for me. I need to get my own place and start a new life." "If that is what you want. I will help you get set up and then we will talk about a divorce." "It's not what I want, Paul, I want you, I want our marriage back, I don't want a divorce. I made a terrible mess of our lives." "Janet there is no way I could ever take you back as my wife. Yes, I love you and always will, but I couldn't trust you and anytime we would get intimate in any way, I would wonder who you were with. Which black guy you were thinking about. No Janet, it would probably be best if you moved and we got a divorce. We set her up in her own apartment. She got a job in a casino as a Assistant Conference Coordinator. The divorce was finalized and she agreed to a small stipend each month to help her along. I figured that after 30 odd years of marriage and her giving me a wonderful daughter, I owed her that much. We stayed friends. As far as anyone knows she doesn't date or even go out for a girl's night out. Our daughter has become civil toward her mother, but that 's it. Me......I have my business and I'm happy riding my Harley with a wonderful lady I met when she came in looking to buy a used Harley. Every weekend we go somewhere. I love the looks she gets when we stop and she pulls off her helmet and that full head of silver hair falls out. She still has a body made for pleasure. We're friends with benefits.