0 comments/ 248739 views/ 128 favorites Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 01 By: ktsema Hope you like this attempt. Although this is in loving wives, it could also be interracial. If you don't like interracial.........spare yourself, don't read it. Trainer sets goals for pretty young wife Goals Set Lisa and Matt had been married for four years, tying the knot just two years after they graduated from college. Lisa worked for her family's insurance agency, and Matt had taken a job with a large accounting firm which required him to work long hours and to do some travelling. They began going out together early in their first year of college, and Matt had taken Lisa's cherry only two days after their first date. Matt had been hot for Lisa from the moment he set eyes on her. Her body was magnificent, her face was beautiful, and their personalities complemented one another perfectly. And, Lisa was by far the best fuck Matt had ever had, considering he had been having sex since he was fourteen. He absolutely loved the feel of her body. She had the prettiest face, soft sandy colored hair, beautiful blue eyes. On top of that, her breasts were full, not overly large, but certainly not small by any means. And her nipples were the perfect shade of brown, and they puckered beautifully when she was aroused. Matt loved her tits. But he also loved her perfectly shaped, slender legs and the remarkable ass that sat atop of them. From the first time he saw Lisa's beautiful body, he was totally turned on by it. Further, he loved her personality, and he especially loved the fact that his had been her first and only cock. For Lisa's part, she had fallen for Matt the same way he had for her. He was like an Adonis. His body was perfectly muscled and toned, and he was incredibly handsome as well. And, she loved the feel of sex with him. From their very first time, she loved the feel of his naked body on top of hers and of his throbbing manhood inside of her. He had been her only lover, and while her sexual experience was limited to him alone, she had enjoyed their sex life from the very first time she allowed him to spread her legs and slide his pulsing shaft into her. Their sex life had been good, and Matt seemed to be as excited by her body as she was by his. Over the past year or so however, because Matt would frequently come home exhausted from long days and travel, their love making had declined sharply. Lisa knew that Matt was tired, but she also wondered if he still found her as attractive as he had previously. She had put on ten pounds over the last several years, working mostly a desk job in her parents' insurance office, and she wondered if the weight gain might be making her less attractive to him. She also found herself jealous of the fact that Matt was working with a lot of young and attractive women whom she knew flirted with him constantly, hoping he'd stray their way. At office parties that she attended from time to time with Matt, some of these young women would flirt openly with him, even with her standing right there. Matt would laugh when Lisa would mention this to him, and he assured her that she was his only interest. He acknowledged that they were cute, but no where near as cute as Lisa was, and he told her that she was really and truly the only one for him. He also reassured her that her added weight was not even noticeable and made her even more luscious in his eyes. But still she worried that he might find the young women he worked with more attractive than she was. So Lisa determined to regain the figure of her college days. She decided to hire a personal trainer and work on toning her muscles and losing the new weight. When she told Matt her plans, he told her that he thought it was a great idea, but he assured her that she didn't have to do it for him. He even said he'd try to go with her on the weekends. That pleased her, and she went ahead and made an appointment at a local sports club to arrange for a trainer and a workout program. The next day, she met with Kim, the manager at the fitness club, who smiled as Lisa outlined her goals. She told Lisa that she didn't need to do a thing, that she was perfect the way she was, but she said she'd connect her with their best personal trainer, who was also a part owner of the club, and she was sure Lisa would achieve her goals in no time. The trainer Kim had in mind was Marc White, whose name and skin color did not match. His skin was actually a soft mocha color, and at twenty-eight years old, he had carved a reputation for himself as probably the best personal trainer in the city, someone everyone wanted to have, especially the women. The manager smiled to herself and she scheduled Lisa's sessions with Marc. She thought to herself that Marc would definitely get Lisa to her goals, and he'd have a few of his own for her, which the manager felt she'd probably meet as well. Lisa was exactly the type of client that Marc liked to work with, young and attractive, white and married, and so eager to meet her goals that she'd take direction from him willingly. Eventually, Kim mused, he might have her doing things that she never thought she could or would do. "Lisa, you're all set for your first session with Marc on Saturday morning at ten. He's the best trainer we have, and I know you're going to love working with him, everyone does, especially the women." She smiled and winked at Lisa saying this. "You'll see what I mean when you meet him. In fact, let me check, he might still be here and you can meet him right now, just to get acquainted. Kim walked out of the office area to check. She returned almost immediately. "He's just finishing with a client out at the pool. Why don't we go out there and I'll introduce you." Lisa just figured that from what Kim had said, Marc was both a great trainer, and a pretty good looking guy as well. That was fine with her, but she wasn't really interested in what he looked like, as long as he helped her reach and maintain her personal goals. Kim led Lisa out to the pool area which was basically empty save for an attractive thirty something woman who was just dripping wet and talking with a black man who had also been swimming, and who possessed an absolutely incredible body. He must be Marc, Lisa thought. He stood about 6'2", and weighed about 190 pounds of lean and tight muscle, she mused. They both turned to look at Kim and Lisa as they entered, and it was then that Lisa saw that not only did Marc have a remarkably sculpted body, but his face was absolutely perfect as well. He was just an incredibly good looking guy. And the skimpy black speedo swimming suit he was wearing allowed his beautiful form to be almost completely visible to anyone in the pool area. He smiled at Kim and Lisa, "Be with you in just a minute." And Lisa noted that he let his eyes looked her up and down slowly and he definitely smiled and nodded at her before he turned back to his client. In less than a minute, he finished with her and turned and walked toward Kim and Lisa, now allowing both women to enjoy the beautiful male vision that was moving in their direction. Now that she could see the front of Marc's body, she delighted in the vision before her. From his shaved head and the beautifully chiseled face, the broad and muscled shoulders, the thick biceps, the thickly muscled pecs with just a sprinkling of jet black fuzz, and those unbelievable abs, and the very thin waist, and the tight and nicely muscled thighs and calf muscles, Lisa found herself for the first time in a long time really enjoying looking at a guy other than her husband. She was almost embarrassed by the fact that she caught her eyes scanning his body, and she realized that they widened noticeably when they fixed on Marc's bathing suit and the clearly substantial male equipment that the suit was barely able to cover. She hoped desperately that Marc did not notice her eyes lingering there. She forced herself to look up and meet his eyes. He smiled his beautiful smile and said, "Hi, I'm Marc." Extending his large hand he shook Lisa's gently and allowed Kim to introduce her. "It's actually good that we are meeting because we can get a couple of easy things out of the way right now if you want, Lisa. Do you have a couple of minutes?" Lisa was almost in a daze, she could feel herself just wanting to stare at the beautiful, almost naked male specimen in front of her, and now he was talking to her. She blushed a little and responded. "Sure Marc. I have some time." "Good, why don't we go into my office so we can talk a bit, and I want to take your measurements for your before and after stats. And, believe me; you're going to be happy with the after stats. But Lisa, aside from a little firming up, I have to wonder what it is you want to improve. You look terrific as you are." Marc said, looking her up and down slowly. Lisa thought to herself, just a bit too slowly. She blushed again taken with the compliment and at the same time with how really masculine looking he was. His body was still wet from the pool, and his toned and sculpted muscles glistened under the water. And, his bathing suit was so provocative she thought, she felt herself flush and she experienced a tingling in her loins. She hoped he would cover up in his office. If he didn't, she was afraid she would be beet red the whole time she was with him. They went into Marc's office, and he grabbed a towel and quickly wiped his beautiful mocha colored torso down, and then threw on a loose white sleeveless T shirt. For her part, Lisa's head was spinning, she had never had this reaction around a guy before, except her husband, but she thought to herself that, except for Matt, she had never been this close to such a stunningly handsome guy, albeit a black guy, who was almost naked. She fought for control of her mind and body and finally was able to explain to him what she wanted to do. While she was talking, he listened attentively, nodding and maintaining a serious and understanding demeanor. But Lisa also felt like his eyes were wandering over her body as she spoke, and she sensed that he kept inspecting her, looking her over. And, she didn't think he was just looking her over for purposes of planning her workout regimen. She almost felt like he was coming onto her with his looks. "Okay Lisa, I think what you want to do is definitely achievable. We'll set you up with a program to tone a little. Although as I said, you really look very much toned. But, we can work on a little toning, and a little weight loss. Then, Lisa....you'll be the hottest lady in this gym, by far." Marc smiled and looked directly in her eyes. "I mean it Lisa. Wait til you see the other women in here. They have mountains to climb compared to you. You husband is a lucky man, I hope he knows it." Marc smiled as he said this and then grabbed a tape measure on his desk. He lifted his arms and she loved his look. The square, muscled shoulders, the beautiful biceps, the strong chest being hugged by the t shirt, were almost more than Lisa could take. She felt herself blushing again. When her eyes happened to glance downward, she noted that the T shirt stopped just above Marc's crotch, and his incredible package was right there, bulging prominently. Lisa thought to herself that it must be ten or twelve very thick inches erect. And she jerked her eyes up and away, lest Marc see her staring at him again. "Okay, let's get some measurements. This will take a minute, and I think in about four to six weeks you will see all of the results you want. For example, I think we can get your waist size down by an inch, maybe two, but you really don't want more than that. And we can tighten your biceps a little and your thighs as well. After that time, you'll just go onto a maintenance program." "And, I always have a couple of my own goals for my clients. I'll let you know when you reach them. They are kind of my own goals, the kind you never thought yourself capable of achieving with your body. Most of my clients have met these goals, and they've always been pleased and satisfied when they realize that they have. The woman I was speaking with at the pool finally met my goals for her last week, after six months. But, I finally got her where I wanted her, and she is so pleased with herself." Marc smiled as he introduced the idea of his personal goals for his clients. And Lisa wondered what he could mean, but she figured it must have something to do with conditioning. Marc was not bashful at all about measuring Lisa. She removed her nylon jacket and slipped out of her warm up pants, revealing a black lycra pull over that clung to her beautifully shaped torso nicely and a pair of nylon running shorts. She noted Marc's eyes giving her a quick inspection, and then he went right to work with his tape. He was quick and professional, but Lisa felt just a little uneasy when he measured around her breasts and then her ass. Marc looked her in the eyes and smiled when he took her breast measurement, holding the tape taut around her back and breasts. "As I said Lisa, your husband is a lucky man. You really don't have to do anything to these, they're perfect as they are." And then when he measured her ass he said, "Lisa, why would you want to change this, it's also perfect!" She blushed a little and came back with, "Not only did I get a personal trainer, but a comedian as well!" They both laughed. "Okay, let's start Saturday morning. We'll do some cardio, some weights, the pool, and we can end off with a massage. You get one per week with this program. I can do it, or one of the women can if you prefer. But mine are by far the best." He said with a broad smile. And Lisa smiled back. "I'll see you at ten. And I think I can handle your massage. Just go easy on the first one, okay?" "Absolutely. For you massage, you can wear a bathing suit, or you can just cover up in a towel. I promise to touch only the areas not covered by the towel or your suit. Everything else is fair territory. Any questions, or anything I didn't cover for you?" He smiled, looking directly in her eyes and then deliberately let his eyes travel up and down her body, and then locked eyes with hers once again. "No, I think you covered it all for me. I'll see you on Saturday, and we can get to work." She responded, looking directly into Marc's eyes, and feeling herself begin to melt under his stare. She felt her heart pounding and there were butterflies in her stomach, and her loins were tingling, because she knew, she just knew Marc was coming onto her. He was slick, very slick. He covered it very well, but she sensed by the way he was looking at her that he was coming onto her. And, for the first time in her life, she wasn't sure she could shut him down like she did with so many other guys who came onto her while she was in college or since. There was something about the combination of his cute, no his handsome face, his remarkable physique, and his charming personal manner that was almost hypnotizing her. The only other time she had felt this way in her life was when she first let Matt take her virginity. She had saved herself from guys until Matt's charm, his beautifully chiseled body, and his handsome face combined to overwhelm her determination, and she let him have his way with her. And, once they had finished their first love making session together, Lisa was so glad she had given into him. He had felt so very good to her. And she knew that any time Matt would want her again, she would let him have his way. As it turned out, he wanted her every day, and often more than once every day. Finally, they married, and since then her life had been easy and steady with her remarkably handsome husband who all the ladies wanted to bed. She had easily brushed off the many guys who tried to flirt with or hit on her because none of them even came close to being as hot as Matt was. But now, here was Marc. With Marc, she almost had the same feeling as she had had with Matt years earlier. She knew in her mind that she was attracted to Marc. She had only been with him maybe half an hour and she felt not only a strong physical attraction, but an attraction to his charm and manner as well. This worried her in a way, because she felt that Marc could sense the interest on her part, and she sensed that he had the same attraction to her. "So, I guess I will see you on Saturday." She stood and so did Marc. He extended his hand and smiled. "Good to meet you, Lisa. I'm sure you're gonna be delighted with your results." Lisa's eyes took in her black Adonis trainer one more time, and again she was almost overwhelmed with how incredibly hot looking he was, and she believed that he knew it and deliberately flaunted it, especially with the tight speedo that totally showcased his beautiful body and apparently massive package. Saturday morning arrived and Lisa headed into the gym, without Matt. He told her he'd try to meet her there before she finished, but that he had some work to take care of first, but he thought he'd be able to get there a little before she finished up. She was a little anxious about her new program, but ultimately thought that Marc's knowledge and reputation for success would ensure that she would get where she wanted to be. She dressed in a black lycra leotard with black tights for the first half of her workout, thinking that she didn't want to reveal too much of herself for anyone to see. She was a little self conscious. She figured that there would be many, many women at the gym whose bodies looked a lot better than hers. She was wrong. Marc greeted just outside his office her with a knowing smile. "Nice outfit Lisa. I can tell exactly what you're thinking about yourself by what you're wearing. And, you're all wrong. Girl, get over whatever thoughts you have in your mind, okay? You're hot! Period! Lisa, all we're going to do is some toning, an inch, maybe two off the waist, and maintenance after that. Whatever is going on in that pretty head of yours has to stop. You're beautiful girl! I mean it. So next time, you don't have to cover up like you're some type of nun or something. He smiled kindly, looking her up and down as he did so. Lisa smiled self consciously. "Thanks Marc. But, I really feel like I've grown out of shape and fat at the office, and I just don't feel like I used to. Do you really think it's just a little toning, really?" "Be serious, Lisa. Come over here and look in this mirror. You are perfect. Guys are going to be working up a sweat watching you this morning. And the women, they're going to hate you! Trust me, girl. I am definitely not kidding." Marc had Lisa use the treadmill for twenty minutes to warm up, then they moved to the weight training area. As he helped her on the weight bench, he could feel the tension in her arm muscles as he positioned her ands and arms, trying to demonstrate best practice techniques. He realized he had a nervous beauty on his hands, and he did his best to relax her. When Lisa felt Marc's hands touch her arms, her wrists, her forearms as he tried to show her the right way to address the bar, she felt her body tense. For her part, she loved his touch, but was nervous at first. However, as the first hour passed, Marc's encouragement, his pleasant manner relaxed her. By the time she was in the pool with him, she was focusing on the conditioning tips her was giving her, and she was forgetting about what she thought she looked like, although she was finding it hard not to keep checking Marc's incredible body out, without him knowing what she was doing. "I know it's a lot, but try to do twenty-five laps for each of these strokes, then it will be time to relax. You've done great this morning, and you'll love the massage. At first your muscles will be tight, but by the time I'm done, I know you will be feeling much better." He said this, smiling at his beautiful student. Her erect nipples were not lost on him and her beautifully shaped breasts and ass were driving Marc crazy. But, he controlled himself. She might take a while, but he knew that tasting her fruits would be worth the time it took to cultivate her. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 01 After drying herself off from her swim, Lisa opted to cover herself with a towel for her massage. Marc had dried off and was standing in the massage room wearing a tight fitting white athletic shirt which showcased his upper body beautifully. And, he had slipped into black nylon work out shorts which fit snugly over his beautifully toned and muscled thighs. From the very first touch of his hands to her body, Lisa could feel a mixture of tension blending with the excitement of having this incredibly handsome black stud's hands moving back and forth on her. Lying on her back, Lisa looked up and adjusted her towel up somewhat, giving Marc slightly more access to her thighs. The top part of the towel fully covered her breasts. "Be easy on me, my trainer pushed me to the limit this morning." A smile broke across Marc's face. "You'll be thanking him in about two to three weeks. You'll probably be at your goals that fast, and be starting on maintenance. You did great today, by the way. I never thought you'd do all those laps. Most women do about half of what I ask the first time. But you, you amazed me. That's why I think you'll be at your goals so soon." Marc had massaged Lisa's feet slowly and thoroughly. It was almost sensual, what he was doing to her. He took his time, and she was feeling increasingly relaxed. "So, if I reach my goals in only a couple of weeks, when will I reach the mystery goals you've set for me?" She asked looking at Marc's handsome face. Their eyes met, and Marc smiled. "Now that's a good question. I'm hoping very soon as well. But, I'm not quite sure yet. Everyone's different. But, in your case, I would love for you to meet my goals for you very soon." Marc said this as he stared into Lisa's beautiful blue eyes, and he smiled and looked her prone body up and down. This wasn't lost on her, and she felt a tingle of excitement in her stomach. "So, you're still not going to give me a hint of what they are?" Lisa watched the muscles of Marc's forearms and his biceps flex as his hands worked on her calf. She took in the beautifully chiseled torso of this black stud, the broad and muscled shoulders, the hard pecs with the erect nipples showing through the fabric of his athletic shirt, and the outline of his tightly defined abs, as his hands kneaded her muscles, and she felt her loins reacting to the black Adonis standing over her. "Nope, you'll know when you get there." And, he switched his hands from her right calf to her left, squeezing it just a bit more tightly as he said this. "I thought the first goal might have been completing all of the laps you gave me. But something tells me that wasn't one of them." She said, searching for a reaction or confirmation. "Lisa, believe me. When you reach my first goal, you will definitely know. There won't be any questions in your mind. And, I know we'll both be pleased. And, then all of the other goals usually follow very quickly, if not immediately after the first. This time, Marc stopped moving his hands and looked down at Lisa and smiled. "That sounds pretty mysterious and good at the same time. So, I guess I'll just wait and see. But for right now, I can tell you I'm glad I decided to have you do the massage. It feels awesome so far. But, I don't know if Matt would like it that I'm naked under this towel getting a massage from my personal trainer who's also a ripped stud." She said smiling, and looking at Marc for his reaction. "Well thank you very much. The pleasure is all mine, believe me. I don't get a chance to massage many bodies like yours. So, trust me, any guy would die to be standing in my shoes right now. And, as far as Matt goes, I won't tell him anything about how excited his wife makes me while I give her a massage. But, I'm glad you're liking it, and believe me, I really am too." Marc finished up on Lisa's front and asked her to flip over and make herself comfortable. He looked away as she turned and got the towel in place, this time just covering her buttocks, and leaving her back exposed. With her head resting on her crossed arms, Marc could see her beautifully rounded breasts as they pressed onto the massage table below her. And, he felt his cock begin to throb. Her soft sandy hair was spread randomly across the top of her back and by her shoulders. Her back was soft and white and tapered down to a toned and very thin waist. She was so beautiful Marc thought. Through the towel covering her, he could see the outline of her nicely rounded buttocks, and Marc could feel his manhood swelling larger still, filling and pushing on his jock strap. The thought of taking Lisa had been on Marc's mind from the very first time he saw her when she came out to the pool to meet him. Now, as he watched her naked body settle on the massage table, and covered only with the towel, Marc's mind was imagining just how wonderful it would be to feel his body intertwined with hers, to feel his thick manhood, swollen with lust for her, moving slowly in and out of her drenched pussy, of her arms and hands wrapped around him holding him tightly as he pleasured her. He knew that once he had taken her she would be his totally, and she would desire him so completely that she would be willing to satisfy his body in any way he wanted. As these thoughts played in Marc's mind, he realized that his thick black love member was pressing hard against his jock strap and now very much visible through the nylon fabric of his work out shorts. He checked his thoughts, realizing that he had to proceed slowly and carefully in order to make this dream into reality. It took another twenty minutes for him to finish. He massaged smoothly and sensually first her shoulders, upper and lower back, her calf muscles and her thighs. He loved the feel of Lisa's body. He knew that taking her the first time would be total ecstasy for him. Now, he caused his fingers to travel very slowly and deliberately just a little under the towel, gently massaging very near to Lisa's clit. He knew he was taking a chance of losing Lisa permanently by going so close, so soon. But looking at Lisa's beautifully shaped and toned body, having his dark fingers so close to her slit, feeling her soft skin and taut muscles, was almost too much for Marc, and he felt his manhood as it throbbed with desire. For her part, Lisa was about to react when she felt his fingers, but he moved them back, and then allowed them to circle toward her clit yet again. She knew he was playing with her. As his fingers felt the warmth of her inner thigh near her slit, Marc could feel his thick black love organ swelling larger and larger under his work out shorts. He smiled to himself when she did not react. This was good, very good. He knew that Lisa had to have known he crossed a boundary with his fingers, and yet she allowed him to without a saying a word. This was a surprise to Marc, a pleasant surprise. She felt a thrill course through her body, because she knew that Marc did this on purpose. She had let him do it without comment, and she had to admit that her vagina was tingling with excitement, and her love juices were flowing. She was surprised at herself, that she didn't say something; instead she savored the excitement that he created in her body. She knew that she couldn't let him go any further, but she loved the feeling of arousal he was creating in her loins. "Done for today, Lisa. I hope that was as good for you as it was for me." He offered with a broad grin. "I thought Matt was going to make it today, what happened? Did he get tied up somewhere? I'm not sure what you and Matt are doing tonight, but I am having a before and after stats party that you might want to come to. It's for about ten of my clients and their dates or spouses. They get to celebrate reaching their goals. Just some drinks, and light hors d'ouvres You might find it interesting. Some of these people have been working at this for months, and they're enjoying their successes. They'll probably have some pictures of themselves before they started their programs as well. I do it as a way to celebrate for them and let them show off and to give new people inspiration to stay with it." "Thanks, Marc. Matt was supposed to join me here, but he did have some work to do. Tonight sounds interesting. But, Matt is flying out on a business trip to London, so I'm not sure if we can make it. But, on the other hand, his flight isn't until later, so I could just drive him from your place to the airport. I'll talk with him, but I'm thinking we can make it." As she got up from the table, Lisa quickly scanned Marc's ripped body with her eyes and was stunned by the prominent bulge in his crotch. This told her that his close massage was no accident. He caught her look, and smiled a knowing smile, and shrugged his shoulders as if to say: "What do you want from me, I'm human." "Sounds good to me. And, if you don't have anything to do after you drop Matt off for his flight, maybe you can come back and join us in the spa. By that time, people will be relaxed enough to hop into the hot tub and have a couple of drinks, and who knows what." Smiling mischievously, he gave her his address. "I look forward to meeting the lucky man." He finished with a broad smile. As she looked again at his handsome face and totally ripped body, Lisa felt a wave of physical attraction for him wash over her. "Why thank you. And I'm sure 'the lucky man' as you call him, will be happy to meet you too. I don't know about coming back after I drop Matt off. We don't usually do parties like that on our own. I would never be comfortable with Matt at a work party by himself; especially with all the young women he works with who are constantly flirting with him. And I'm positive Matt wouldn't go for me being in the spa with my ripped personal trainer, and his buffed students while he was on his way to Europe." She grinned and looked toward Marc's very obviously swollen manhood which his shorts were not doing a good job of concealing. Lisa felt good about having said that, because she knew that she had basically put Marc in his place, giving him the message nicely that she was drawing the line. But, she thought to herself if she had met Marc in college some years earlier, before she had met Matt, there was a very good chance she would have at least dated him, even though back then interracial dating was just beginning to take hold. But Marc had such a beautifully sculpted face combined with such remarkably chiseled body, she would have crossed that line for someone like him. Girls she remembered from college did it all the time, and happily. And she wondered to herself if she would have given up her cherry to Marc, the same way she did to Matt. And once again, she felt a thrill run through her body at the mere thought of fucking Marc. As she stood there holding the towel tightly around herself, she wondered what Marc's reaction would be if she just dropped it and stood naked in front of him. Looking at him, she just knew sex with him would be awesome. And noting that his bulging crotch must be covering a very serious sized piece of equipment, she mused about what having such a huge shaft in her would feel like. And she wondered further, how many of his clients he had fucked. She just knew that a lot of women would jump at the chance of fucking Marc. She realized she had to purge these thoughts from her mind. And she determined to cease her mind's musings right then and there. Nevertheless, there was no denying that now, after several years as a married woman, she was flattered that he would try to flirt with her and that he actually got aroused by her. There was no denying one thing as a result of today's workout and massage, she was starting to feel good about herself and the way she looked. As Lisa was leaving the fitness club, Matt was getting out of his car. He looked at her disappointed that he had not made it in time. "Sorry, Babe. Next time I hope. I just had a lot of stuff to get done before I leave tonight. How was it?" Lisa smiled and told Matt: "It was perfect. The whole routine went fine, and the massage after was the best." "Massage? Cool. I didn't know a massage came with this. Pretty nice! Who gave the massage?" "Marc did. He was great. It felt so good and was so relaxing." "You mean a guy gave you a massage? What did you wear?" He asked, sounding a little concerned now. And Lisa loved the sudden attention. "I didn't wear anything, but relax, I was covered with a towel. And, he didn't try anything funny. He was very professional, he gives men and women massages all the time. And, believe me, he's so hot looking, he can have any of the women he wants around here, he doesn't have to waste his time on me." "Lisa, what are you talking about? Do you have any idea how many guys would die to have a chance with you? What's more, do you have any idea how many guys would want to give you a massage with you covered only by a towel?" Matt's voice was elevated. And, Lisa was absolutely loving the attention she was getting from her husband. She didn't recall the last time he had been so concerned about her, it had been so long. "You're sure he didn't try anything, Babe?" Matt asked, truly concerned. "Matt, would you relax. He tried nothing. He was totally professional in every way. My workout session was great, and my massage was great. So you can just calm down." Lisa deliberately left out the part where Marc's fingers came oh so wonderfully close to her slit, and how it had affected her heart rate and caused her vagina to flush and throb. "In fact tonight if you are up to it, on our way to the airport, Marc invited both of us to his place for a before and after stats celebration for some of his clients, just for drinks and hors d 'oeuvres So you can meet him for yourself. And, if you were here today, you would already know that he's a nice guy, and an expert at what he does." Lisa also failed to tell Matt about her suspicions about Marc subtly trying to come on to her. She also left out the fact that Marc's love wand had come to life during her massage, and he made no attempt to hide it afterward. But, she definitely liked how Matt had returned to the cautiously jealous and protective husband she knew in their early days of dating and marriage. What's more, she felt excellent about the fact that he now had a taste of exactly what she felt while all of his female coworkers flirted with him, right in front of her. And as she thought about Marc, she felt butterflies in her stomach to even think that such a hot stud would actually possibly have an interest in her. Goals Met Matt agreed to stop at Marc's with Lisa on their way to the airport. He wanted to meet Marc and develop a sense about this guy who was suddenly massaging his wife's body clad only in a towel. With his upcoming trip on his mind however, and with Lisa's protests that Marc was totally professional, Matt didn't really let any of his fears about Lisa's massage eat away at him. That evening, packed and ready for the trip, Matt and Lisa drove to Marc's townhouse. They could only spend about an hour there before Lisa had to drop Matt off at the airport. Marc welcomed them to his townhouse and the introductions between Matt and Marc took place quickly. Matt was instantly jealous when he saw the guy Lisa had told him had given her a massage as she lay naked with only a towel covering her. And Marc, took in Lisa's husband, realizing at once that the two of them made the perfect couple. He was a very good looking a guy as she was a very beautiful woman. For her part, Lisa looked Marc over, liking the short sleeved silk shirt he was wearing that didn't flaunt the wonderful body under it. She also liked his baggy slacks that just showed enough of his nicely rounded butt. She had only seen him in gym clothes, and he was still nice eye candy in his casual wear, just like her husband was. Marc immediately offered drinks to his newly arrived guests, and he brought them to where the hors d'oeuvres were, pointing out the tasty and health conscious selection. He made a point of telling them both to be sure to try his black stuffed sausage, a beef sausage that was just the right blend of protein and fat, which tasted delicious, his own recipe, he said. He smiled at Lisa when he said, "Be sure you try my black sausage, I know you're going to love it." And, looking at Matt with the same smile, "you know what they say Matt, once you try black..." And they all laughed, but Matt thought the whole sausage thing was weird and the comments were not as funny as Marc seemed to think. Then Marc introduced them around to a few of the couples. He didn't try to disguise the fact that he looked slowly up and down at Lisa, who was wearing a glove tight navy blue dress, cut short above the knees with matching spike heeled shoes. This was not lost on Matt, who was actually a little pissed that a guy would do this in front of him. Lisa loved it. She had lived this with the flirts from Matt's office. Now he knew what it felt like. "Whoa, Lisa! I hate to lose a client, but that dress tells me all you need right now is maintenance. You look terrific, Lisa." Marc's compliment made Lisa feel great, but Matt was thinking that "This guy's gonna try to put the moves on her for sure. He's making it look like a compliment, but he really wants to take her panties." Tonight, Marc didn't have a lot of time to have his plan work, but he was going to try. When Lisa had told him that she had to drive Matt to the airport, Marc enlisted his friend Miguel, an accountant like Matt, in his little plan. Marc introduced Matt to Miguel and Miguel was to chat Matt up and share stories. Miguel was good at this, and Marc knew that Matt would like the guy. But then Miguel would complain to Matt that he had to leave for the airport in about a half hour to fly out to France on business. The next step would be for Miguel to insist that Matt share his limo ride to the airport and spare Lisa the thirty five minute drive each way. In the meantime, just to ensure that Matt would take Miguel up on his offer, Marc would make sure her drink glass would be full for the next hour, making driving an unwise option til she had at least a coffee or two. Miguel agreed to go along with the scam if Marc would set him up with Marc's latest conquest, a client he had taken for the first time a week earlier. Marc agreed instantly. While he didn't like to share, he would do it when it suited him. And the little collection of white wives he had taken were always willing to do him a favor when he required them to do so. As Miguel and Matt were talking, Marc took Lisa and introduced her to a couple of his clients who had reached their weight loss and training goals and were celebrating. There were several other couples and singles present who were just there to help celebrate. When Marc wasn't getting his guests refills, he was spending all of his time with Lisa and the people she was talking to at the moment. He made sure that he complimented her in front of the group for her achievement of doing so many laps in the pool that morning. She blushed a little, but his comments made her feel good about the day. When Miguel sprung the news to Matt that he too was going to the airport, he insisted that Matt join him in his limo so Lisa would not have to make the trek back and forth to the busy airport. Matt was actually relieved that Lisa didn't have to drive him in, as he knew the traffic was always a mess going into and out of the airport. For his part, Marc made sure that Lisa's wine glass was full, and his plan was starting to work, as he could tell that she was becoming increasingly relaxed and talkative with the people she was speaking with and sharing workout stories. The limo arrived and before Matt left with Miguel, he said his good byes to Lisa, and he told her it would be okay to stay a while if she wanted, not to hurry right home. She was surprised and relieved, because at this point, she was starting to enjoy herself. Miguel and Matt left for the airport, and after dropping Matt off, the driver returned Miguel to his home and got a nice tip from Miguel for his services. It was a win win situation for Miguel and Marc. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 01 Over the next hour, Marc made his guests his special seasonal martinis, making certain that Lisa's was particularly potent. At some point, Lisa realized that Marc had placed his arm around her waist while they were talking and sharing a laugh in a group. Lisa felt a thrill move through her body. He didn't keep it there long, but she also noted that when he removed it, his hand slid slowly across her ass. No one in the group noticed it, but Lisa did. And this time, she couldn't deny the butterflies in her stomach and the wave of excitement that moved from her ass to her loins and her breasts. Her eyes widened in surprise as she turned to her host, who smiled mischievously at her. "Sorry Lisa, didn't get to touch that during the massage. Couldn't resist, I guess." Lisa gave him a stern look but one that said she wasn't really angry. "Speaking of that, how does your body feel after your workout and massage today?" He asked, now engaging her one on one. "Actually, it feels excellent. And the massage was so relaxing. I never had one before, and it was really good too, a good way to end the first workout." Marc looked over to his hot tub on the deck where two couples had already immersed themselves in the warm water. "You ought to try the spa out, you'll be totally relaxed in there with the warm water and the massage jets. It's like getting another massage. I have swim suits from the club if you don't want to go au natural. But the others in there will probably give you a hard time. I think they don't have suits on." "I don't know, Marc. I probably shouldn't. I think Matt would be really upset if he found out that after having a few drinks, I decided to get naked and jump into the spa.. But, it does look really inviting." "Lisa, Matt told you to stay and enjoy yourself, right? So, enjoy yourself. He's not going to find out unless you tell him. And, you can wear a suit if you want. You can change out of your clothes in the bedroom, and there are body towels on the bed so you can look respectable as you make your trip from bedroom to spa. I'll even join you after I say goodbye to a couple of people who are leaving." Lisa felt torn. She really wanted to try the spa, but she knew that getting naked and going into it, especially after the wine and her martini was probably not the best idea. At the same time, she found herself dying to see Marc out of his clothes and naked in the spa. The recollection of the prominent bulge in his pants earlier in the day had been on her mind all afternoon and evening. She knew that getting in the spa would ensure her that she would see his manhood, full and up close. And, with other people there, she knew he couldn't try anything funny. But seeing him naked would definitely provide her with fantasy material for the next few days while Matt was away. "Okay, I think I'll try it. I'll do the respectability towel routine. And your wandering hands had better behave themselves, Mister." She gave him a stern look and smiled. For his part, Marc felt his cock starting to swell in response to the sandy haired beauty in front of him, who might very well spend the night in his bed and not Matt's. Marc bid several of his guests goodbye and returned to the living area just in time to witness a naked Lisa joining the other guests in the hot tub. She removed her towel just as she stepped into the spa, and Marc caught a cameo of her naked body, noting her slender and toned torso with her absolutely perfectly full and shaped breasts, and her remarkable ass. His heart raced at the sight of the naked white beauty. He made her another drink, just to keep the buzz going. He didn't want her drunk, just very relaxed. Then he went to his room and slipped out of his clothes, wrapping a towel around his waist. His flaccid cock was thick and about seven inches long. It bulged against his towel, and it always drew comments when he got into his spa with other people there. He would get into the spa very slowly because he wanted to make sure Lisa would get a good look at what could be hers. Marc placed Lisa's glass on the edge of the spa to her right and asked his other guests if he could fix them another drink, but all declined saying that they needed to sober up before they left. Then Marc removed his towel and climbed in next to Lisa. Immediately two of the women called attention to Marc's obviously well endowed manhood. They joked and he stood there smiling at them saying, "Well ladies, if you didn't have your husbands with you tonight........" and he didn't finish. He was sure Lisa had had an excellent look as he lowered himself into the seat next to her. Indeed, Lisa had had a very good look at Marc's entire body from the square shoulders, the sculpted torso with the perfectly formed and muscled pectorals, the magnificent cock which seemed simply huge to her, the beautifully muscled thighs and his really sexy rounded ass. She thought that his dark skin made him even more erotic looking. It was particularly interesting to her that while his body was a medium brown or mocha color, the shaft of his penis was a deep black color and the very thick mushroom head was also black with a pinkish tinge around the edge. He had been circumcised, and this allowed his thick mushroom to showcase itself all the more. He could easily have been a male model, and maybe he had been for all she knew. The bubbling waters of the spa swallowed his body, and he let his arms rest by his sides. After the women's comments about Marc's endowment were finished, the conversation went to other things. Marc turned to Lisa and said softly, knowing that the other couples who were talking would not hear him: "I see you made it in here without any problem. It's not fair that I get comments, and you didn't because clearly you are the hottest lady to grace this spa ever. I bet the two guys over there have raging hardons right now because of you. I know I do." He looked directly into her eyes and smiled as he said this. Lisa was at first stunned, and she didn't know how to respond. But what he had said and the image of his cock swelled into what had to be a huge erection caused her breasts to tingle and her vagina to feel a surge of desire for the black stud next to her. She giggled nervously at his comment, where normally she would have shut him down instantly. But the liquor was having an impact. Instead, she said: "Marc! You have to stop. I can't sit here next to you and let you talk like that." She knew she should probably excuse herself and dress and leave. Yet, she didn't get up. She didn't want to make a scene. She just sat there looking into Marc's eyes for a quick moment, thinking that she could still control the situation. and then she tried to join in the conversation of the others in the spa. But Marc was moving in on her fast. He smiled at her and again said softly: "Lisa, if you really wanted me to stop, you would have gotten up and stormed away from here. But, here you sit, which confirms for me what I thought and hoped. You're as turned on by me as I am by you, aren't you? And you're wondering if I really do have a hardon right now, and you're also wondering how big it is, because I am almost certain that pretty boy Matt doesn't have me beat in that department, and you've never seen one this big. So, just so you know Lisa, I really do have a huge woodie going, and you really are the reason. What's more, I am going to let you feel for yourself, to prove what I'm saying is true." With that said, he again stunned Lisa by taking her hand under the water and bringing it over to his now throbbing shaft. He placed her palm on top first, then caused her hand to travel up and down the length of it. The liquor had relaxed her enough to allow this to happen without her going ballistic, and Marc was right. She was turned on by him, and now that he had dragged her hand over to his manhood, she was totally shocked because it felt absolutely enormous, bigger than she had imagined. She tried to pull her hand away, just so it would look like she was being forced, but she didn't try very hard. And, she allowed Marc to move her fingers up and down his charcoal shaft several times before he finally let go of her hand. She pulled it away immediately, not wanting to appear to Marc to be a total slut. She was looking at his handsome face, and his smile with his dimples made him all the more attractive. She could feel her face, flushed with color over what had just happened. And she could also feel excitement raging through her body, particularly her full breasts and her vagina. "See, I told you. So tell me, what'd you think?", he asked smiling at her, and then he looked over to his other guests and joined briefly in their conversations. "I think I can't believe you just did that to me, is what I think. Marc, I'm married. I can't...." was all she said, but she stayed seated. While talking with the couple across from him, Marc placed his hand on Lisa's thigh, and she placed hers on his, as if to stop him from trying anything else. He moved his hand up her thigh and she simply allowed him to do it, because even though she knew she should be getting up and leaving, she felt so attracted to this black stud that she wanted him to feel her, just as she had felt him. So, she let him. Somewhere in her mind, she thought she could stop him from taking her fully, but she'd allow him a feel, the same kind of feel he had made her do. When Marc's fingers arrived at her pussy, it was totally drenched with desire and anticipation. And, even though they were in the spa, Marc knew instantly that she was wet with excitement. His forefinger and middle finger massaged her in a gentle circle, and then they slid into her, causing her to gasp just slightly. They slid in easily because she was so wet. "You can say what you want, but you're so wet in there, I know you want this as much as I do. Were you wet like this this morning when I gave you the massage?" He moved his fingers in a slow circular fashion several inches into her love canal. Lisa held Marc's wrist, but she didn't try to pull him out of her. She looked at the couples across from her and tried to smile and talk, but her breathing was increasing, and she could feel her face totally flushed. "So nice, Lisa, so nice! You feel just like I thought your would, so warm and wet. And, your breathing is telling me that you're pretty ramped up right now. I bet you wish these people would get the hell out of here." He looked her way and down at her breasts which were just below the water line. "Marc, I have to go. I can't do this, I'm married. I can't. I've never done this before." At that moment, Marc removed his fingers from Lisa's cunt and took her hand again and brought it back to his throbbing cock. "Hold me Lisa, and we'll see if you can't do this. I know you want to, I can feel your excitement. You're drenched girl. And, you can feel my excitement for you. Hold it and slide your hand up and down, and take a drink of your martini. It'll relax you." Lisa pulled her hand away, and glared at Marc. "I told you, Marc. I'm married. I can't do this." But she didn't try to get up and leave. Marc's eyes locked with hers and he said: "Lisa, look at you. Your face is flushed, your pussy is drenched, and you already felt me once, and let me feel you. And, you can't do this because you're married? Be serious! You clearly want to Lisa, you want to and you know it. Otherwise, you would have bolted out of this spa at my first touch." At this point, Marc took her hand once again and placed it firmly on his pulsing black shaft. "Hold me for three minutes, Lisa. Massage my cock up and down. Squeeze me hard, and then tell me you can't do this. Now take a drink and hold on tight, babe. One thing I can tell you for sure is that you won't be disappointed." He turned his attention to the other occupants of the spa and chatted with them as if nothing had happened. In the meantime, the liquor was still working and Lisa did as she was told. She took a long drink of her martini, feeling the alcohol wash down her throat, feeling warm. She was holding Marc's pulsing shaft and could only imagine what his thick black cock looked like under the water. It felt huge, much, much bigger than Matt's. And, Lisa could feel Marc's fingers return to her pussy, circling and circling. Her breathing was increasing again, and she knew that if she let him keep this up, she would most certainly cum right there in front of his other clients and their spouses. While she wanted to let go, she also wanted to feel his monster cock. It felt so strangely large and powerful to her. The shaft was thick and hard as granite. She was now letting her pussy do her thinking, and it was telling her that Marc was really right, after all. She did want this, there was no denying it. But at that moment, one couple and then the other said their good byes and thanked Marc for the party. She wondered if they knew what he was doing. They did not seem to, but Lisa was secretly relieved that they were going so she could speak freely and tell him that they had gone as far as they were going to go with this little feel up session. But even with that thought, Lisa kept her hand on Marc's rock hard and powerful manhood and she marveled in her mind at its thickness and its length. Lisa was running her hand up and down Marc's shaft but he did not seem to be having the reaction to her touch that she was having to his, and she felt a little disappointment. His fingers continued to move in a circular fashion, and she could feel the beginnings of what would be a huge orgasm if she let him continue. Her breathing was increasing, and she could feel sweat on her brow, even in the spa. But, Marc was talking with his departing guests and showed not a sign that Lisa was even touching him. He took his hand out of her suddenly to shake hands with his departing guests, and they said their good byes to her as well. Lisa responded and then said she would be leaving as well. She started to get up but Marc quickly put his hand on her thigh and pushed it back down. Marc smiled at her and asked her to at least stay a bit longer. She agreed and sat back down. The guests dried themselves off, dressed and left after another round of goodbyes. During that time, Lisa had gotten up and moved to the other side of the spa, facing Marc. "Feel safer over there?, he asked. Lisa looked at him and took in the stud across from her and felt herself weaken with the desire she had for him. It was partly the alcohol, but it was also the same feeling she had had when she first saw him, he was just incredibly good looking. And, she knew instantly when she saw him look at her that morning that he wanted her, and he knew she wanted him as well. She thought he could sense it. He was so hot looking, his face was still boyishly cute, his body was perfect, and his cock remarkable. But, she was married, and now would be honest with him, and make her stand. "Marc, I don't know what just came over me. I didn't do anything while they were still here partly because I didn't want to make a scene, and partly because truthfully, I am attracted to you. I admit it. But I can't, I'm married. I just can't, so please respect that. And I have to go." Before she could move to get up out of the spa, Marc stood facing her. Now, she saw with her eyes what she only imagined when he had placed her hand on his coal black shaft. It was huge, black, thick, long and strong. And, it was fully erect. It had thick veins running the length of the shaft. Marc moved toward her, and his cock was now only a foot or so from her face. He thought this might weaken her, he hoped it would. Water dripped from his ripped torso, highlighting every muscled ripple. His tightly curled jet black pubic hair clung around the base of the monster cock. His ball sack was a huge pouch housing two very thick testicles. Lisa stared at her would be lover's package in awe. It was amazing to her that a guy could be so big. He didn't say a word, but rather reached into the water and took her hands and pulled her up to and against him. She resisted at first, but he held her firmly against his hard body. His cock was pointing up and was pressing against her stomach, and she could feel its warmth and hardness. Lisa began again, "Marc, I can't, I'm....." But his lips covered hers and his tongue invaded her mouth. She struggled slightly at first, trying to keep her mouth closed, but his tongue forced its way between her lips and as his strong arms held her tightly against him, she allowed his tongue to play with hers. She allowed his lips to work their magic on her mouth, and she returned his kiss as she felt an incredible desire for this black Adonis building deep within her loins. Lisa's arms came up from her sides and she began pulling Marc's body into hers even more tightly. She used her hands to explore his tightly toned back, running them up and down and stopping on his beautiful black ass which she liked so well. Then, almost as if someone had flipped a switch on her, Lisa's hands reached up to his face and cradled it as they kissed. The kiss went on for several minutes as Marc sought to heighten her level of arousal, so that there could be no possible way for her to turn back. Mars's hands did considerable exploring of their own as he kissed this married white beauty. His long arms allowed his hands to feel all of Lisa's beautifully soft white back and then to squeeze each side of her perfect ass, and then he reached under and up so that his long black fingers were once again in Lisa's cunt. Now she was absolutely drenched. Good he thought, it will make it easier for her when he completed taking her for his own. But now, as her hands held his face, Marc's fingers were again circling within Lisa's love chute, and their invasion was taking its toll on her. As the fingers of his right hand pleasured her pussy, his left hand was gently squeezing her right breast, and it was almost too much for Lisa, and Marc knew it because her body was beginning to twitch and shake as it made its way to what would be a powerful orgasm. But Marc stopped. He removed his fingers from her cunt, and he placed both hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her body downward. Lisa knew instantly what he wanted. And she had become so aroused by the intensity of their kissing and touching, and so excited by the feel of his hard cock pressed into her abdomen, that she allowed herself to positioned on her knees, almost in subservience to the black Adonis in front of her. As Marc pushed on Lisa's shoulders, she kissed and nibbled her way down his hard and muscle rippled torso, licking and nibbling his nipples, kissing his defined abs, tonguing his naval, biting the little black knobs of body hair that trailed from his naval to his massive shaft. She had changed from the Lisa of a few minutes before who said she had to leave. Now, it seemed as though she couldn't have enough of the black stud in front of her. Finally, on her knees, Lisa looked absolutely beautiful to Marc. Her body was perfect from the beautiful face, the perfect breasts, the toned abdomen, the remarkable ass. He felt his cock swell and throb with anticipation as Lisa took it in her hands without any prompting from him. Truly, she was going to be the perfect lover for him for some time to come. But now, she was about to achieve Marc's first goal for her. She was about to suck his black monster and swallow his love seed. Looking at the coal black cock with its pulsing veins and knowing what was expected of her, she used both hands to grasp it. She could feel the life in Marc's shaft. Her hands could feel it pulsing, throbbing. She marveled at how erect and hard it was. Moving her mouth toward it, she kissed the tip of its thick mushroom while still holding the shaft with both hands. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 01 Lisa looked up at Marc, and seeing his muscle rippled torso and his beautifully carved pecs sent a lustful charge through her body. Their eyes locked for only a second, and Marc smiled broadly, his beautiful teeth and dimples showing. Quickly, she turned back to his beautifully thick penis and began tonguing, and licking, and sucking its head. She was amazed at its girth and its stiffness. Moans of pleasure escaped from Marc's throat, and Lisa felt good that she was able to excite this black Adonis. She stretched her lips around his manhood and took it deep into her mouth, so that she gagged briefly. Sliding her mouth back and forth on the thick black love muscle was clearly pleasuring Marc whose hands were now guiding her head back and forth on his cock, creating a rhythm. He wanted Lisa to deep throat him, but he was not sure if she could accommodate his thick shaft. "Babe, I'm going to pull you onto it, and it's going to go down your throat, you'll feel like you're gonna choke, but you won't. Breath through your nose and relax, you'll be amazed at what you can take into your mouth. When I cum, just swallow. I tend to cum a lot." For her part, with a big black cock in her mouth, she tried to simply nod. Marc smiled his handsome smile at her and placed his hands on the back of her head. Slowly and steadily he pulled her onto his pulsing manhood, feeling its mushroom head lodge in the opening at the back of her throat. "Breath through your nose, babe and try to relax. You feel so fuckin awesome to me." Then he pulled her head harder causing his cock to push down her throat. Her eyes watered and she did gag, and he pulled out, but not before he had felt the tightness of her throat deliver magnificent pleasure to his black invader. "We'll try that again, just concentrate on letting your throat relax and breathe through your nose." Again he smiled down at his white beauty, and used his thumbs to wipe tears out of her eyes. This time, Marc had more luck and he was able to slide most of the black monster down Lisa's throat, feeling the incredible tightness around his hot pulsing black shaft. "Oh fuck Lisa, that feels so fuckin hot, babe." Now he began pumping in and out of her mouth and throat, feeling his cock being squeezed like it never had been before. Lisa's eyes were tearing, and she fought off gagging. She found her throat getting used to the in and out action of his massive cock. She delighted in listening to the loud groans of pleasure coming from Marc now. It was clear that she was bringing him down the road to a magnificent climax. Finally, she felt Marc's body go rigid, his muscles tightened as he was about to climax. His cock seemed to suddenly thicken and stiffen even more. "Ohhhhh, fuck Lisa, I'm cumming.........Oh yes Babe! Ohhhhhhhh! Unnnnnhhhhhhhh! Lisa felt him start to pump out his gooey seed, and it lubricated her throat. He kept his cock deep in her throat for the first few shots of cum, but then he pulled out and shot some of his thick love cream onto her beautiful face, and then rubbed his black penis around her face, spreading his seed all over his white beauty. Pulling her to her feet in the spa, Marc's lips locked onto Lisa's and he tasted his own salty cum as he kissed her, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Pulling his face away from hers, Marc looked into Lisa's eyes, and smiled. She returned the look, noticing that his mocha colored face had traces of his cum smeared over it from when he had just kissed her. He had her now. She would be his, and she was so fucking beautiful, he thought. "So what was that you were trying to say about, 'I can't'? And he just stared at her and smiled. Lisa felt a twinge of guilt, but knew Marc was right. He picked her up, and carried her from the spa to his bedroom, where he had already pulled back the bed clothes in anticipation of successfully taking Lisa. Placing her back on her feet, he held her at the waist and said: "Don't move babe. Let me dry you off." And, taking a towel from the foot of the bed, he carefully wiped her face, and then his own. Before he moved to the rest of her body, he kissed her yet again, and loved the feel of her kissing him back, throwing her being into it and rubbing her hands up and down his body. "Lisa, I couldn't believe it when you came in the other day. You are so fucking hot girl, you don't need to do anything. You look perfect, absolutely perfect as you are. Your tits are incredible, and your ass Lisa, your ass is nothing short of perfection. I had a hardon the instant I saw you." He finished toweling her off, taking extra time dabbing her sensitive tits with the soft towel, he loved their shape and size. For her part, Lisa was almost in a daze. Everything had happened so quickly. And the alcohol definitely had played a role, but Lisa stood there as Marc dried her, and she felt her sore throat, knowing that it was from the first deep throating experience she had ever had, and with someone other than her husband. She was pulled out of her daze as she felt Marc's lips on her left nipple, then he moved to her right. She looked down and saw his manhood had grown once again. She knew what he wanted, and she was struggling in her mind. "Marc, I know this sounds crazy after what we just did, but I don't think I can have sex with you. I have never been unfaithful to Matt, until tonight." She lowered her head. He put his index finger under her chin and lifted her head. "Lisa, we both know we had to do this. We knew it this morning at your work out. Matt is on his way to London, he'll never know, unless you tell him. I promise, we won't do anything you don't absolutely want to do, but let me just repay you for what you did for me in the spa." With that, he picked her up again and lay her beautiful white body on the edge of his bed with her legs draped over the side of the bed. "Marc, please. You don't have to repay me. This is wrong. I shouldn't have done that to you. We need to stop here and now. Please Marc". She struggled only slightly, and ultimately allowed him to spread her legs as he knelt on the floor and without a word, grasped each of her breasts with his hands, and buried his face in her sopping wet pussy. Marc began his ministrations with his tongue licking his lover's lips, and tonguing her love hole, and then tongue fucking her as he gently squeezed her beautifully full breasts, pinching her nipples, and rubbing them. It was as if an electric charge had surged through her body, and Lisa moaned deeply with the pleasure of it. "Oh, Marc! Please don't!" But clearly, her body's response to him was different from her mind's response. Her legs twitched, her torso spasmed, and her hands rushed to his head, at first to push it away, but then to push his face harder into her pussy as she surrendered her love canal to her black lover. Lisa's vagina was responding to Marc's tongue and she felt her body's excited reaction to him starting deep within her. Her hands travelled up and down his arms, feeling his thick biceps, touching his muscular shoulders, rubbing his shaved head. Her lustful desire for his body was overtaking her guilty conscience. "Oh Marc, we shouldn't be doing this. Marc! Marc, you feel so......." And, she moaned as her body rocked gently from side to side as her lover pleasured her pussy. Marc continued tonguing her clit, sucking her labia, and now he took his right hand and began rubbing her clit in a circular motion with his fore and middle fingers. Next he inserted these fingers in his lover, as he had done earlier in the spa. She let out a slight gasp and found herself grinding on his fingers in unison with their circling inside her pussy. "Oh Marc, you feel so good, so good." She said softly. Her breathing was increasing once again and his fingers continued to fuck her slowly. and he continued to tongue her and suck her labia. It was overkill for Lisa, Matt had never done this for her and between the fingers and the tongue Lisa could tell that she was building toward a huge orgasm. "Marc, get up on the bed and fuck me. Please. Get up here and put that black cock of yours in me before I change my mind." But he ignored her, and continued the licking and finger fucking. Now he was getting quite rough down there with his hand, having inserted three fingers that he plunged into her, rotated inside of her, and then pulled out quickly, only to shove them back in quickly. Marc was now plunging his fingers in and out of Lisa very fast and she was feeling like her body was no longer in her control. Gone were the thoughts about not doing anything with this black Adonis. He body was racing toward a full blown orgasm, and she could do nothing at all to stop it. All she could think of was that she wanted Marc to mount her and to fuck her with his cock and not his hand. She desperately wanted to feel him in her. "Marc, please, please! I want you to fuck me with your cock. Please Marc! I want you in me. You're making me feel so good! I know I said I couldn't, but now I have to have your black cock in me. Please, Marc!" Her words were getting harder to understand because her breathing was almost erratic. All the while, Marc's left hand continued to squeeze her right breast, to pinch the nipple, to excite her beyond where she had ever been before. When it finally hit her body, Lisa was moaning and yelling like she had never, ever done. The pleasure was at a level that she didn't know she had in her. And he kept fucking her with his fingers for about twenty seconds after the full brunt of her orgasm took hold of her. When she climaxed, her vagina's walls clamped hard on Marc's fingers, and he felt the warm flow of her love fluids as she came. Then, Marc removed his hand and plunged his face back into her pussy, licking with new energy, tasting her newly released love juices. She couldn't believe he was still at her, and just as she thought her orgasm was sliding wonderfully and peacefully down, this new tonguing and licking and sucking brought her gently back up, and she loved it. She had never had this happen before. With Matt, once she reached an orgasm, she would slip slowly back to normal. Never did she think she could so quickly feel yet another climax start to build within her. Marc had felt her orgasm start to subside, and now he felt the new orgasm building as he tongued her. Once again, he pulled his face away and started with the fingers yet again. And Lisa was stunned that her body was about to do the same thing again. She screamed out to him, "Marc, please, please fuck me! I want you in me. Don't keep doing this, I want you Marc, please! She reached for his arms and tried to pull him up and on top of her. She was craving the feel of his cock. He was driving her crazy with desire for the feel of his body on her and his coal manhood in her. Marc ignored her pleas, and kept pistoning his three long black fingers, now drenched with her cum from her sopping wet vagina. In and out of his white lover, he pumped his fingers. Her next climax promised to be even bigger than the one before it, but Marc was edging her. He would feel her start to go and he would slow his hand just a bit. He wanted to keep her there, teasing her, playing with her, knowing that by so doing he would eventually lead her to an orgasm that would wrack her body with pleasure the likes of which she had never felt. He knew that her first orgasm had overwhelmed her. He sensed that it was probably one of her most intense ever, if not the most intense she had ever had. And, he knew that if he could make this next one even stronger still, then when he finally took this white beauty for his own, she would never look back. She would be his to play with as he pleased, and she would do whatever he wanted her to do whenever he called upon her. But first, he was going to make her pay for her comment about not being able to have sex with him. Marc now had four fingers in Lisa, gyrating, massaging, teasing, keeping her pleasure at a level she had never felt before in all her years with Matt. He removed his hand from her pussy, long enough to climb up onto the bed and lie next to Lisa. They straightened themselves out and for the moment, Marc lay on his side, propping up his head with his hand. He smiled at her as she took in his handsome face and ripped mocha upper body. For the moment, Marc was letting her body relax, and her orgasm which was getting close a few moments before was starting to slip. Although, with him lying next to her, Lisa's loins were aching for the feel of his massive love tool in her. She immediately reached for his granite hard shaft and slid her body toward it, pushing her now dripping pussy against it. She was jerking it for him, and puzzled as to why he had not tried to mount her. She wanted him so badly now. For his part, Marc wasn't quite ready to give Lisa the grand prize yet. He knew now that he had her hooked for sure, so he was going to tease her for a little longer, knowing full well that soon, he would sail his massive black pleasure ship into her juiced up love canal. He couldn't wait to experience her tight pussy. He suspected Matt was nowhere near his size. All the better for Lisa to remember him by, he thought. Now, he turned and lay flat on his back, with Lisa's hand still on his shaft. Taking matters into her own hands, she moved quickly and straddled her black Adonis. "Babe, this is a huge step for you. We don't have to. You need to think this out first. We've just played so far, and you haven't given it all up, and you can keep it that way. You know I want to, but I can't unless you really want it, because it will change everything for you. You'll never forget doing it. And, you know I'll always want you after we do it once, and I think you'll want me too. So, we really need to be certain about this, babe." Lisa ignored Matt's words, she was so incredibly focused on mounting him, feeling him, having him take her. She moved her dripping cunt over his manhood, and used her hands to position his cock's mushroom at her slit. The feel of its thick mushroom between her labia sent lustful shivers through her entire body. For his part, Marc had stopped talking and just smiled up as the beautiful white wife, now absolutely desperate for his black cock. He moved his hands up to Lisa's breasts as she prepared to lower herself onto him, and he pinched her nipples sending shock waves through her body, and causing her to twitch in pleasure. He then gently squeezed her beautifully full tits, loving her feeling. She smiled at him, knowing that he was teasing her, and then it happened. She settled her beautiful body onto him, greedily taking him inside of her. She winced at the mixture of pleasure and pain as the black invader stretched her vagina's walls, but the wetness of her pussy made its entry fairly easy. As she was sliding down over his pulsing black shaft, Lisa leaned forward and placed her hands on Marc's thickly muscled chest, noting the contrast between his skin's mocha coloring and her own soft white hands. For his part, Marc felt his cock grow and swell as Lisa settled her body down onto him, taking him deeper than Matt had ever gone. Lisa closed her eyes as her vagina swallowed Marc's manhood. She moaned deeply as it pushed further and further into her, stretching her pussy's walls, and sending charges of pleasure throughout her body. At about seven inches in, Lisa could feel Marc's cock pushing at her cervix. It hurt a bit, Matt's cock had never pushed into her that far. She rocked her hips from side to side, and then forward and backward, and Marc's cock was lodged in the opening to her womb. Marc, knowing he was at her cervix, moved his hands to her waist, and applied gentle downward pressure, pulling his new white lover downward. Lisa gasped and whimpered. She felt both pain and pleasure as his cock slowly pushed into the very tight ring leading to her womb. For Marc, Lisa's pussy was remarkably tight, confirming for him that Matt's member was not a match for his own. And, the sensation of pushing into Lisa's cervix was quite another thrill for the black stud. Her cervix opening was tighter still and squeezed Marc's cock hard. Lisa's eyes were tearing, but she did not try to stop Marc from pulling her onto him. "Babe, it will hurt just a little, then you will love it, trust me." She closed her eyes again and moaned, and her beautiful breasts heaved as she breathed in, getting used to the discomfort, and yet marveling in how incredibly good it felt to have Marc deep into her vagina and cervix. "So good, Marc, you feel so good in me!" All ten inches of Marc's manhood were lodged in his new white lover. He felt his shaft pulsing and throbbing in Lisa, and he held her body atop of him with his hands at her waist. Marc began to gyrate his hips so that his cock pulled out and then pushed back into Lisa just a bit. The slight movement of his cock within her, made her moan loudly. It was clear to Marc that her loins were already building to an orgasm simply as a result of having him love shaft buried in her. He continued to pull out and push back into Lisa, pulling out more each time. Her incredibly tight vagina felt better than any other pussy he had ever taken. She was squeezing his shaft so tightly that the feeling exceeded any other fuck he could recall. As he continued to fondle Lisa's breasts and slowly fuck in and out of her, she kept her eyes closes and moaned almost uncontrollably. "Ooooh Marc!. Ooooh! Ooooh!. Don't stop!. You feel so good doing that. I've never felt anything that deep in me and you feel so thick in there! Unnnnnhhhhhh! I don't know how long I can do this without cumming,. Are you close? I want this to be good for you too! But, I'm not sure if I can hold off!" Her fingers grabbed the thick muscles of Marc's chest, and she dug her nails into his mocha skin, scratching him, but not seeming to notice. She was too focused on the pleasure his now huge and throbbing shaft was providing her pussy. Her cervix's opening had been established by his cock, and each time it hit her cervix as he plunged back into her, his cock pushed into her womb, and was squeezed delightfully in the process. The friction of Marc's thick manhood, moving in and out of her, was driving Lisa crazy, and her building orgasm was about to overwhelm her entire being. Now Marc's abdomen was moving so fast, it was causing Lisa's beautiful torso to bounce up and down with his motion. He was holding onto her waist once again, and each time his shaft drove itself back up into the white beauty, his hands pulled her down hard onto him, allowing the full length of his shaft to plunge into her dripping cunt. Sweat was beading on her forehead, and her body was beginning to twitch and spasm once again as her first black fuck orgasm was about to happen. Looking up at the beautiful white wife he had just taken as he continued to fuck her only served to stiffen Marc's cock and make it swell even more. She truly was the most beautiful wife he had blacked thus far, and her incredible beauty combined with her absolutely tight pussy put this fuck in a league of its own. For her part, making love to Marc was totally different from sex with Matt. Marc had started out gently, and it was a good thing that he did, given the size of his manhood. But now his onyx rod was slamming itself up and into her with a force that she had never experienced before. She marveled at his stamina, as well as at the feeling his huge shaft as it rammed itself into her pussy and cervix with total abandon. She felt her orgasm rise up and there was no holding it back. Her body was spasming and twitching, and she was screaming in total and utter pleasure as her lover's cock continued to fuck her relentlessly. She felt so totally wet and stretched down there that she was hoping that it was still good for Marc, but her orgasm was so immense she didn't really give his pleasure a lot of thought. "Marc, I'm sorry." She whimpered. "I can't hold......I can't........ stop it from......Marc, oh Maaaarrrccccc!, that....feels.......so good" And it overwhelmed her. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 01 Marc watched with pleasure as he saw Lisa's orgasm hit her. He was close himself, but was glad that she had cum first, and she had cum hard. Holding securely onto her thin waist, Marc pulled her body very hard onto his black rod each time he slammed up into her. She was so consumed by her climax that her body now seemed almost out of her control. Marc was loving pounding this white wife in a way that he knew she had never been pounded before. Her tightness, and the very fact that he watched her orgasm first at the handiwork of his black cock increased his pleasure tremendously. He was about to shoot his seed into this white beauty, and he was satisfied that she would always remember this first fuck of theirs. Lisa was helpless and she was experiencing one orgasm after the next, a first for her. Finally, she seemed to sense Marc's muscles tighten and contract. He let our a loud yell of pleasure as he shot his load hard into Lisa while at the same time holding her body firmly wedged onto his swollen and rigid onyx shaft. He was breathing hard and his orgasm coincided with yet another that Lisa had, providing each of the two lovers incredible pleasure. Marc held his new conquest in place for several minutes as he savored the climax. Lisa's labored breathing was settling down, and she was barely able to hold herself up, with her palms on Marc's chest. Finally, she opened her eyes and saw that Marc was smiling up at her, looking directly into her blue eyes. Her face was flushed, and there was sweat on her forehead. Her breasts were hanging beautifully, he thought, and he reached up to gently pinch each of her puckered nipples. She flinched a little, because every part of her body was so sensitive right then. As Lisa looked into Marc's eyes, she felt her loins surge even again with excitement as she took in his handsome face and ripped torso. And, feeling his manhood stretching her made her feel so sexually excited. She knew that if he started to move his cock around within her, that she'd cum again almost instantly, she was so on the edge. She was aware that she had never felt this level of sexual excitement before, and any feelings of guilt that might be floating around in her mind were set aside by the intensity of her sexual attraction for the black man whose cock was still throbbing deep in her vagina. "Babe, just incredible! You are absolutely nothing short of incredible! That was the perfect fuck for me in every way! And, I think it's safe to say it was perfect for you as well. "Are you sure? I mean I tried not to cum before you, but I couldn't help it. I'm sorry, I tried to hold off, but you just got me so excited, it was like impossible for me to wait for you. Usually, Matt cums way before I do, and sometimes I don't even cum. But this time, you got me way ahead of you. Are you sure it was really that good for you?" Marc smiled, "Lisa, be serious. I loved watching you cum. Christ, your body was twitching and jerking every which way. And those tits of yours looked so hot when you first came and arched your back. So hot, so very hot Lisa. And then, when I finally came and you came again, oh Lisa, that was really perfect. Can't you tell, I haven't softened up a bit. I think I'm gonna have to call my doctor like the commercial on TV." He smiled at her and jerked his abdomen upwards, pushing suddenly deeper into his lover. Lisa gasped with the sudden surge of pleasure. Without a word, Marc pulled her down on top of him and kissed her gently on her nose, her forehead, her eyes, then her lips. "Babe, I am sure it was good for me. Really, And, I'm glad it was for you. You have no idea how good it feels for me to have your white pussy wrapped around my black dick. And your body, babe. When you came to the gym wanting to firm up and stuff, I couldn't believe it. You're body is better than perfect. But I couldn't help myself. I told you we could work on it, just so I could be around you, and maybe get to do what we just did. Sorry, I admit, I was playing with you." Lisa smiled at him, and made a face like she was angry. "All those laps in the pool, and you don't really think I need them! Nice guy you are." And she squeezed her vagina around his still pulsing shaft, loving the feel of him. Marc had touched a sensitive point about her appearance though. She really came to the gym because she thought Matt was not as attracted to her as he had been. "The truth is, I don't think Matt finds me as attractive, and I thought the gym would somehow make me what I was five years ago. Matt and I haven't had sex in over a week, and this is becoming the norm, so I wonder if he's still interested. And, I have gained about ten pounds, so I did have a reason to think that I needed to work on it. But, thanks for the vote of confidence, now that you've had your way with me." She smiled down at him, feeling both a sense of excitement because Marc was still very much erect and hard inside of her, and a sense of guilt and sadness over being unfaithful to Matt. Marc pulled her face into his and stopped their conversation with a very, very long and passionate kiss. As he kissed her, he felt her own passionate response reawaken and deepen. He felt her deliberately using the muscles of her vagina to squeeze and tighten her hold on him. For his part, Marc pistoned out and then back into her, and then he rolled over, keeping his hard manhood lodged deep in Lisa. Now, resting on his elbows and staring his newly taken white lover in her beautiful blue eyes, he said: "Lisa, I don't know about Matt, or what's going on with the two of you, but I find you incredibly attractive, totally hot. And, I mean this seriously, you and I just had the best sex I have ever had. I hope it was as good for you as it was for me. But babe, don't think we're done yet. Because, we aren't!" He slowly pulled his cock all the way out of Lisa's drenched cunt. He could feel their mixed juices coating his cock. For her part, Lisa felt as though a club had been removed from her pussy. She knew at that moment that she wanted much more of Marc, she loved the feel of him in her. Placing her hands on his ass, she pushed, trying to cause him to move back into her. He smiled down at her. "Hooked on this black dick, aren't you? That was a fast transition, from not being able to do it because you're married, to not wanting me to even pull it out of you. I like that, Lisa. It bodes well for the future. But for tonight, we've got a lot more exploring to do before we're done. And something tells me that we're both going to enjoy the next few hours a lot. And, just so you know, no one will ever know a thing about tonight, unless you decide to tell." Marc continued to smile down at his newly taken lover. She was his, and they both knew it. Lisa was at first surprised that Marc would mention how fast a transition she had made from faithful wife to fucking him. But, she had to admit to herself that it was she who straddled him and sat on his beautiful black shaft. And now, she knew she was ready to explore more with Marc. But, what he did next took her by surprise. Lifting himself up from atop of her, Marc now straddled her with his knees set at either side of her hips. She could see his shiny, wet , massive black shaft dripping with the residue of their lovemaking. Slowly he moved forward until his cock was touching her face. Taking his swollen black manhood in his right hand, he rubbed it back and forth and up and down on Lisa's face, smearing their juices all over her beautiful face. Next he simply said, "Clean me babe." And he pushed his thick black mushroom through her lips and into her mouth. To say that Lisa was stunned would be to understate it. Never before had she done anything even close to this with Matt. And yet, now she found herself sucking Marc's cum mingled with her own pussy's love fluids from his remarkably black and rigid cock. She cleaned as much as she could off that part of his cock that could fit into her mouth without deep throating him once again. When she pulled her mouth off of his cock, she raised her hands and took his massive member between her fingers and looked up at Marc. "Lick it clean, babe. Suck it all off. What I didn't get into your cunt, I want in your stomach." Lisa was stunned yet again. Yet, she found herself licking and sucking every drop of their residue off of Marc's cock, just as he had directed her. And, there was a lot to be sucked. Marc sensed that Lisa was shocked by his request and so he said: :"Babe, I know you probably haven't done anything like this before with Matty boy, but you need to know that there will be a lot of stuff we do together that you've never done with him, and never will do. But believe me, you're going to like it all, all of it." When she was finished sucking whatever residue there was left, Marc told her: "Now use your fingers to wipe it clean, and then suck anything left on your fingers, and swallow it all." Lisa's mind was spinning. She knew Marc was deliberately humiliating her, but she also knew that her cunt was dying for his cock again, and she knew that she was willing to do whatever he asked her to do, so long as he would fuck her again. She also knew that he was disparaging Matt by calling him 'Matty boy". And, she wasn't sure what that was about. When she was done licking her fingers clean of their combined love juices, Marc smiled down at her. "Good job, babe. Just one more goal for you to meet. Wonder what it is?" Lisa's eyes widened at the mention of the word goal. She smiled a knowing smile at her black lover. She playfully pulled hard on his still throbbing black shaft. "So that's what this was about all along. Your goal was to get me into bed. Well, I hope you're proud of yourself mister. Suppose I have a goal for you? What do you think about that?" "Babe, my goals involved so much more than just getting you into bed. For example, first I wanted to get you so horny for me that you would suck me, and let me suck you. And then, I wanted to get you so horny for me that you would beg me to fuck you, and that's exactly what happened. And it was soooo good, wasn't it Lisa? And now, I have just one more little goal, which I know you'll love, once you do it. But why don't we get ourselves a couple of drinks first?" Marc pulled on Lisa's hand and the two of them stood naked at the side of his bed. Their eyes locked and Marc wrapped his dark and muscular arms around her pulling her close to him. His cock had softened, but was far from flaccid. "Lisa, I'm glad we did this. Really! You're so fuckin hot, and I hope you realize that." For her part, Lisa placed her hands on Marc's ass and pulled his hard body gently against hers, loving the feel of his manhood pressing into her. She had loved the sex with him, and she was still very horny for more with her new found black lover. But standing in Marc's bedroom, naked and holding him close was almost surreal for her. She had never planned to be unfaithful to Matt. It had just happened. But she felt some guilt as she stood there. Her mind was taken from its thoughts when Marc cradled her head in his hands and lifted her face to his and pressed his lips to hers. They kissed long and passionately for several minutes. And as if he had read her mind, Marc spoke. "Lisa, you're probably going to feel pretty guilty about this, because you've never done anything like it before. But, I want you to know that it's going to be alright. You'll get a handle on it. And, no one will know about us, except us. Matt will never know, unless you tell him. But tonight is ours Lisa. And I want you to enjoy it, and to enjoy me like I'm going to enjoy you and your beautiful body." And Lisa could feel Marc's cock beginning to harden again. "Let's get that drink babe, before you get me all revved up again." Marc smiled and took her hand, leading her out of the bedroom. Lisa felt her heart race as she followed Marc, taking in the outline of his beautifully formed dark body. When Marc got into the kitchen, he made chocolate martinis for both of them, handing Lisa hers and smiling at her, as he looked her up and down. She was just fucking beautiful he thought. What a beautiful body and what an incredibly beautiful face. Her sandy colored hair hung loosely on her shoulders, and her firm and perfectly shaped breasts held themselves up nicely with the nipples hardened, betraying the sexual excitement present in her body. Her firmly toned torso led down to a beautifully slim waist, and her nicely shaped hips flaired out just slightly, making her incredibly beautiful ass stand out perfectly. Marc noted that her pubic hair was trimmed in a neat triangle and still damp from their love making, and his cock jumped pleasurably as he thought of fucking her yet again. Scanning down the rest of her body, Marc took in her magnificently shaped and slender legs. He was going to wear her out tonight, and he hoped that her magnificent body would be his playground for a long time to come. To be continued. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 02 Trainer solidifies his hold on beautiful and married white client Lisa woke with a start. Her head ached, and her mind was disoriented. Opening her eyes in the dimly lit room made her know instantly that she was not in her own bedroom and she experienced momentary confusion. But then as she turned her head and saw Marc's naked and beautifully muscled black body lying on his back next to her, the reality of her situation came crashing down around her. A huge wave of guilt washed over her as she realized where she was and what she had done. She felt the guilt deep in the pit of her stomach and up in her throat. "What had she done? How could she have done this to Matt? As her eyes scanned Marc's handsome brown face and ripped body, she realized that her vagina and her ass felt warm and stretched, and she remembered why. Then, she knew it was no dream. Recalling the night before, she looked quickly down to her sleeping lover's manhood, now flaccid, but still thick and long and dark, resting across his right leg. Even soft, Marc's cock was impressively large, both thick and long; and the sight of it reawakened in Lisa's body a sense of excitement and longing. Her mind instantly recalled the sex with Marc, how good it was, how masterful he had been in bringing her to orgasm time, after time, after time. And her vagina moistened and tingled as she recalled how good her black lover felt with his rigid black member buried deep inside of her as he held her body tightly into his muscled mocha frame. He had been gentle, and he had been rough, and she loved it all. Once again, even though she felt almost overwhelmed by her guilt, she also felt her excitement increase as her eyes scanned the naked body her black lover. Looking at Marc's thick, dark penis, she marveled that only a few hours before it had taken her ass's virginity, something her husband had never done. She remembered how stunned she had been when she realized that Marc really wanted to fuck her in the ass, and how she tried desperately to dissuade him from penetrating her there. What's more, when rigid, Marc's black cock was huge. But he insisted that she would love it, and that she would want him to do it again and again. And, he was right. It must have been the drinks that made it so easy for her to get on her hands and knees on Marc's bed and follow his directions as he took the last hole her body had to offer to his throbbing black manhood. He had lubed her generously, and he instructed her to lube his swollen and rock hard black shaft, making sure that it was well covered. Then, on his knees behind his white beauty, Marc pressed his thick mushroom against Lisa's anus. At the same time, he reached around her with his right hand, and he used his long black middle finger to trace circle after circle on her sensitive clit. Her vagina reacted instantly to his finger's massage, and she was barely aware that Marc's left hand was on her left hip, holding her body in place, so that when he pushed his massive black meat into her, she would not be able to move forward to avoid the certain pain that would come with his black cock's first invasion of her white ass. Lisa recalled how she had felt an orgasm building within her loins as Marc continued to massage her clit, and then she felt him pushing at her hole. At first, it was just an uncomfortable pressure, and her orgasm continued to rise within her. But then Lisa felt his shaft push steadily and firmly into her and it felt like a red hot poker burning into her as his penis pushed its way through her anal sphincter. The searing pain caused her to forget all about the building orgasm, and she screamed out to Marc to stop. And he did. He had felt his mushroom pop through the pretty white wife's virgin hole, and now he would let her ass get used to his presence before he pushed deeper into her. Once he had stopped, the intense pain of his initial entry subsided. Lisa just felt his immense cock inside her ass, but the pain was less for sure. Now her orgasm began to build again as he continued to circle her ever so sensitive clit with his finger. Almost without her knowing it, Marc began pivoting his cock gently inward and then out of her ass, taking care not to pop out through her anal sphincter. Actually, Lisa's arousal was heightened now that he was playing with her ass this way and that combined with his finger on her clit caused her sense of her impending orgasm to grow. She could tell that it would be another huge one. She just hoped that Marc would not push into her ass any more deeply, she was afraid of the pain it might cause. But, the excitement that his cock was now causing in her ass was carrying into her pussy, and it felt awesome to her. When Marc felt Lisa's body had begun to twitch and spasm here and there, he knew her orgasm was close, and he deliberately and slowly pushed into her wonderfully tight ass. At first it was uncomfortable for Lisa because he felt so big and hard in her, but no where near as bad as his first popping into her was. But the deeper he went, she had a sense of almost having a baseball bat shoved up her ass. She thanked god for the lube, but now she was actually starting to like the feeling of his thick and rigid black meat pushed deep into her ass with his finger massaging her to what was going to be a huge orgasm, she knew. Then, as Lisa continued to race toward orgasm, Marc began to piston all the way out and then back into her, and that stimulation sent her totally over the edge after just two rotations in and out. The pleasure he was giving her was like none she had ever experienced. She began yelling and twitching uncontrollably, and Marc began ass fucking her passionately. He let go of her hip and held her by the breasts, and he actually felt her pushing her ass back onto him, as if begging him to fuck her deeper and harder. He increased the tempo and found her tight ass just an incredible fuck. His cock throbbed and pulsed in rigid excitement, and he loved the incredible pleasure he was getting from the beautiful white wife he was claiming as his slut, step by step. For her part, Lisa experienced one orgasm after the next and loved the feeling of her first ass fuck ever. She didn't know it then, but she would recall this first ass fucking of her life many, many times in the coming weeks as her body yearned to experience this intense level of taboo pleasure yet again. As she watched her black lover sleep, she recalled their night, and she could still feel how he had stretched her ass only hours before. But, now it was a good feeling for her. She mused that she had never had such satisfying sex with Matt, but she knew that this had to stop here and now, even though she admitted to herself that the sex was wonderful, incredible. She at once loved the experience with Marc and at the same time hated herself for letting down her guard and cheating on her husband. And she knew that sex would never be the same for her again. With her eyes casting one last look at her black Adonis, and with her loins tingling with the excitement that looking at Marc caused within her, Lisa moved slowly and quietly to the edge of Marc's bed, and she slipped softly to her feet, being careful not to rouse her sleeping lover. She moved about Marc's master bed room gathering her clothes and carrying them silently out of the room, so as not to disturb him. She had to leave now, she knew. As she slipped her things on, Lisa felt the urge to strip them off again and lie naked with Marc one last time; pleasuring him and having him pleasure her. But, she knew she had to go. It was four thirty in the morning when Lisa let herself out of Marc's townhouse and headed for her car parked nearby. The cool air assaulted her body and her nipples hardened under her dress. She had stuffed her bra and her panties in her bag. . She could feel Marc's love juices oozing out of her vagina and down her inner thighs, soaking her. Her mind wandered back to how wonderful he had made her feel as he fucked her. And again, she hated herself for the fact she had ever let this happen, because she was so torn between the pleasure of it and the tremendous guilt of her infidelity to Matt. As she pushed the remote to unlock her car, she felt him behind her. She turned to see Marc, his lean and tightly defined chocolate brown body naked from the waist up, just visible in the light of the early morning. He wore plaid sleep pants that covered his lower body, but could not completely hide the bulge of his thick black penis. His feet were bare, accounting for how he could come up on her without her hearing him until the last second. "Is that it? You're just going to leave without saying anything? Was what we did a few hours ago just sex for you? Did you just use me cuz Matty boy is too busy to dick you anymore? Or was it that you wanted to try a black guy just for the thrill of something different? Maybe you wanted to see what a big black cock felt like compared to Matt's dinky white prick? I hope I didn't disappoint. Whatever it was, Lisa, you sure had me fooled because I was certain in my mind that the sex we had was awesome, and the reason for that was that we had chemistry together. We had great chemistry. At least, I thought we did. But, you completely fooled me. I mean, you were so totally responsive and aggressive as the night wore on. And now, I find you sneaking away quietly without even a word. Do you remember what I said before we did it? I told you that you didn't have to do it. I said while we had fooled around a little that actually fucking would be a huge step for you, and I didn't want you to do it unless you were sure because I knew that I would need to do it just more than one time? I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to fuck you just for the sake of fucking, that I would want to do this more than once with you, and I was willing not to go all the way with you, to wait until you were ready. But, you begged me. You said, 'please fuck me', and then on your own you got on top of me and positioned my cock and slid down onto it. So what's this about now? You're just going to leave, and I bet I won't see you at the gym anymore because you've had your fun with a black boy, and now that you know what it's like, and you liked it a lot, that's obvious, you don't want to fuck up your nice little life with your pretty boy white husband. Is that it, Lisa? When you come right down to it, it's really all about you. It's not about Matt or me, it's really about what's good for you. You've had your fun with your black boy, but you don't want to risk anything that would interfere with Lisa's perfect little life. For what it's worth to you Lisa, I just want you to know that I have fucked a lot of women, a lot of them. But Lisa, I didn't fuck you. I made love to you. That's right, from the moment I set eyes on you I was totally taken with you. And when we got to talking and we did your workout and massage, I just completely fell for you. And when I was lucky enough to seduce you into my bed, and I was surprised that I did, I made love to you. And I really felt like you were making love with me as well. I guess I was wrong. But for me, it wasn't just about the sex." Tears streamed down Lisa's face as she stood looking at the natural lines of Marc's beautifully chiseled mocha torso as he stood in front of her. Now, having heard what he had just said, she truly felt like the cheapest slut who had not only cheated on her husband, but who had also used the man standing in front of her for her own sexual gratification. At that moment, she felt so confused, because she knew that Marc had cautioned her, and she knew that she had in fact begged him to fuck her, and that in the end, she was overcome by her lust for him and mounted his cock and in effect made him fuck her. At the same time, she felt awful guilt for cheating on Matt. What made matters worse for Lisa was the fact that as she looked at Marc through her tears, her mind took in things like the defined creases in his defined abs, and his beautiful pecs with their hard black nips, and his beautifully shaped shoulders, arms and tightly muscled waist, and she felt a wave of lust grip her loins once again. And as badly as she felt about cheating and using Marc, she couldn't stop her eyes as they wandered from his torso to the bulge in his sleep pants, and she felt a charge of sexual excitement overwhelm her. She moved forward and threw her arms around him and sobbed uncontrollably for several minutes. Finally, able to speak: "I'm so, so, so sorry Marc. I didn't mean to sneak away and just leave you, but I didn't know how else to do it. When I woke up, I saw you, I felt awful about what I had done to Matt, and I knew if I didn't get out of here, I might not be able to. I know you told me we didn't have to do it, but I wanted to Marc. I wanted to so badly, because I'm so incredibly attracted to you, I couldn't help myself. I really didn't mean to use you, and I never thought of it that way. I've never done this before Marc, really. And I feel awful about cheating on Matt, and about using you. I'm so sorry. I can't help it, but I felt like I had to leave because if I didn't......I was afraid that....." And she started to sob again. Marc's black arms encircled Lisa as well. At this point, he smiled to himself, knowing that his little speech had done the trick. He held her to his naked torso tightly, loving the feel of her tender white skin, loving the feel of her soft, full breasts pressed into him through her dress, and he kissed her on her head gently. "It's okay babe. I didn't mean to get you so upset. I know there's a lot of stuff goin on in your head. I didn't mean to make you feel so bad. I guess I just thought we would have more than a one nighter. I shouldn't have let this happen. But, what were you afraid of? Was it that you felt the same thing I did, that it was more than just sex for you? Was it that, Lisa? It was, wasn't it? Because I really felt like you were making love to me the same way I was making love to you." Using his forefinger of his right hand, he put it under her chin and lifted her tear streaked face so that their eyes locked. He knew he had her right where he wanted her now. As she looked into his eyes, she nodded her head just a bit, indicating that it had been more than just sex for her, that it had indeed been something exciting, almost addictive. Marc knew that his body had hooked hers, and now his little speech had made her think that what they had done was more than just sex. He was playing her perfectly he thought, and he could feel his cock swell because he knew that it would be only a matter of minutes before she would be on her knees "making love" to it. Little by little, Marc would take Lisa from her perfect white husband. He would make her his. Matt's arrogance would dissolve into complete humiliation when he realized that his beautiful white wife had been taken by a black stud that Matt most certainly considered below him. "Let's get out of the cold, so we can talk, and you can clean yourself up so when you get home your neighbors won't think you just got mugged. I mean, Lisa, I like the no bra look, but what if your neighbors saw you looking like this. Come on babe. Let me make you some coffee." But he knew she wouldn't be going anywhere but to his bed that day. Lisa willingly let Marc lead her back into his townhouse, still sobbing. When he closed the door, he turned to her and put his arms around her once again, and they looked at one another as she also circled his mocha torso with her bare arms. "Babe, I really didn't mean to upset you." He said staring into her eyes. Last night was so good for me, and I know it was for you too. I shouldn't have started this with you, because now I've created all kinds of problems in your mind and in your life. But babe, you are so fuckin hot, I couldn't help myself." And his lips moved to kiss her face gently, first her forehead, then her nose, then her cheek, and finally they brushed against her lips, locking with them in an intensely passionate kiss, which he knew would reawaken the desires of last night deep within her loins. Lisa's breasts and vagina were feeling wave after wave of lustful desire for her black Adonis once again. As they kissed, she felt her hands moving over Marc's body, savoring the touch his hard muscles. She loved the feel of this man, and the contrast of their skin somehow made the whole experience more erotic. Finally, she slid both hands under the waistband of his sleep pants and grasped his cute black ass cheeks. Then, when she couldn't help herself anymore, she slid them ever so slowly around to his crotch, grasping his remarkable ball sack with one hand and his throbbing black, thickly veined penis with the other. Marc held her tightly, moving his abdomen away so as to allow her enough room to stroke his fully erect shaft and squeeze his thick balls. He could hear her breathing grow deeper, and he knew her lust was revving up yet again. He dropped his hands low from her body and grasped the hem of her dress, pulling it upward, causing her arms to go up and allowing him to slip her dress off of her, leaving her totally naked in front of him. Now, gently pinching each of her nipples, Marc continued to kiss her passionately as she resumed massaging his cock and savoring the feel of his thick ball sack. He felt so big, so hard, so masculine to her. Matt's body was wonderful, just as Marc's was. But Matt's equipment was no where near the length and thickness of Marc's. The contrast in their love tools was amazing, and as Lisa held Marc's manhood, her mind recalled how incredibly hot it had felt for her the first time her black lover's thick ebony shaft with its bulbous mushroom head slid all the way up and into her wet pussy. Sex with Marc was a totally different feel from what it was with Matt. His equipment was like jumbo size and her pussy quivered with the memory of doing it with him only hours earlier. And she felt the desire to do it again with him rising quickly within her loins. For her part, Lisa knew that here she was right back in Marc's townhouse, holding his throbbing black shaft, and being unfaithful to Matt. But, she also knew that for all of the guilt she felt at the moment, she was also excited to be with him again, excited at the thought of more sex with him. She hadn't felt this aroused sexually since she and Matt had first had sex together, years ago. Now, Lisa pulled her lips from Marc's and knelt naked on his kitchen floor, using her hands to direct his massive charcoal love shaft to her lips. She licked it, she kissed it, she took it in her mouth and squeezed it hard, using both of her hands. Marc placed both of his hands on her sandy colored hair and arched his torso back in the pleasure she was giving to him. "Oh, babe. That's it, suck me, babe, you feel so, so good." Marc felt his shaft thicken and harden as Lisa's hands squeezed it tightly, and her mouth sucked it relentlessly. She slid her palms back and forth quickly along his saliva covered love stick, feeling his meaty mushroom swell in her mouth. Feeling himself reach the point of no return, Marc began to piston his onyx rod into and out of Lisa's mouth, looking down at the pretty white wife's lips as his dark cock pumped in and out of her eager mouth. Marc's sleep pants were at ankles, and he felt Lisa's beautifully firm and full breasts touching him mid thigh as he finally felt his load explode into her mouth, and down her throat. She pulled her mouth off of her lover and used both fists to squeeze his love shaft, allowing it to pump his jizz onto her face as she watched his creamy love seed spurt from his shiny black cock. "Aaaaaarrrrrghhhhhh! Oh shit, Lisa, that feels so good!! You made me cum so freaking fast! Christ! Oh, babe, that felt so, so good for me. Come on. Let's go to the bedroom. I've got to do something for you, just once before you go, babe." Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 02 Pulling her up to her feet, Marc kissed Lisa's cum covered face, spreading his love cream over both of their faces. She could feel the stubble of his overnight beard rubbing roughly across her cum lubed face. They kissed and kissed before they finally moved toward the bedroom. When they did, Lisa's body was aching with desire for Marc's manhood to be buried once again deep in her warm, wet pussy. Marc's cock did not soften as they moved onto the bed. This time, he lay atop Lisa's beautifully soft, white body and positioned his cock so that its pulsing shaft pressed at her pussy's door. He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked down on the white beauty beneath him. Lisa felt his throbbing onyx rod pushing hard onto her abdomen, with the part of it just above his ball sack pressing on her labia, and resting between them. He ground it hard against her and then arched his ass up and back so that his cock's thick mushroom head was right at her cunt's hole. "If you want me, go ahead, grab my black ass and pull my cock into you. If you don't, I will get up, and never touch you again. I want you so bad, babe. You make me feel so good. And, something tells me I do the same for you. It's up to you, Lisa." He finished with a smile. Lisa's hands slid slowly up and down Marc's smoothly muscled back, and then she rested them on his wonderfully shaped ass cheeks. He had a really cute butt she thought, just the right size, and nicely rounded. Feelings of lust overwhelmed her, and she pulled hard on her lover's ass, causing his black cock to plunge deeply into her hot, wet cunt. Again the stretching of her vagina's walls; again the feeling of being filled in a way that she had never experienced before Marc; again the pressure of his cock as it pushed hard at her cervix, forcing its way into that tight opening. She spread her legs wide, welcoming her lover's entry into her love canal. "Babe, I want this to be so special for you. I want my black cock to pleasure you like you've never been pleasured before." Lisa and Marc's eyes locked briefly, and then she closed hers, savoring the wonderful feel of his massive onyx shaft, and his beautifully chiseled body lying on top of hers. He encircled her with his strong arms, and opened her lips with his tongue, inserting it in her mouth, and kissing her hard and passionately as she felt his cock begin to gyrate and move slowly at first within her hot and drenched pussy. Lisa's body had never felt such pleasure before that moment. She hugged her lover tightly, and he hugged her back. She felt his lips, the stubble on his face, his hard muscled frame. And, she gave her body to him totally, hoping that it would be as pleasurable for him as he was making it for her. Lisa's eyes did not open, but she could feel Marc's thick cock, pushing in and pulling out, producing a tingling sensation along her pussy's walls, stretching them. She could feel his hard thighs, his muscle rippled torso, his mouth, lips, tongue exploring her mouth, kissing her neck, sucking her neck, surely leaving a huge hickey, his mark on her body. She kept her eyes closed as her hands explored her lover's smooth back, his torso, his ass. Her body shook as he began to slam his massive and rock hard shaft in and out of her, and she spread her legs more and arched her pelvis hard against him as he rammed himself into her time and time again. He bit into her shoulder as his cock pummeled her cunt, marking her yet again as his woman. And she thrilled at the pain and the pleasure of it. But now, the orgasm that was building in her loins was stronger than those she had had earlier. She tried to hold it off, but she couldn't. She could feel her body's sweat, and she could now hear her own moans of pleasure, her muffled screams. She clung to his body tightly, now arching her hips hard into her lover each time she felt him slam his love rod into her. As squeals of pleasure escaped her mouth, she bit onto Marc's left shoulder and passionately sucked and sucked, leaving her own love mark on her new black lover. She knew she was about to cum, but she wanted to hold off, hoping that he would cum at the same time. But, it was more than she could hold off, and she felt the first wave of her orgasm spread like an electric charge through her body. She could feel her muscles tense, tighten, and spasm uncontrollably as Marc pumped her ferociously. And she heard herself screaming in pleasure as she came. The two of them were moving in unison, while continuing to suck on one another, creating deep and dark bruises, indicators of the intensity of their passion. As Lisa's orgasms continued, she felt almost like a rag doll, being held and pummeled with Marc's magnificent black shaft. But at last, she sensed his muscular body tighten, his entire frame went taut, and she felt her pussy awash with his cum once again. He was cumming deep in her womb, and it felt stronger and better than any sex she had ever had in her life. She moved her lips to his, and the two of them came with one another for what seemed like minutes. He did not soften a bit, and she felt like she had a thick fence post rammed into her cunt. She wrapped her legs around his and tried to squeeze and hold his body as tightly to hers as she possibly could. Sex with Marc was just indescribable for her. As their breathing subsided and calmed, the two lovers continued to hold one another, savoring the moment for as long as they could. For his part, Marc absolutely loved Lisa's smell, her soft sandy hair, her nicely rounded, full breasts pressed against his torso. He especially loved her thin waist and the beautifully shaped ass she had. And, he partiuclarly loved her remarkably tight pussy, which he knew was somewhat the result of Matt's relatively smaller white cock. Having his black cock buried in this pretty white wife's cunt was not only a great feeling, but a remarkable accomplishment for Marc, given how quickly he had taken her for his own. He knew that he had let himself get carried away with marking Lisa's body. He had left a very prominent hickey on her lower neck, and he hadn't really looked as yet, but he knew that the mark on her shoulder would be large, and very darkly bruised. He didn't care how she explained these to Matt, but he knew she would be anxious later when she saw the marks. Pulling himself up on his elbows, Marc smiled as he looked into Lisa's blue eyes. "Awesome, babe! Fuckin' awesome. That was the best ever for me, Lis, really! You are so, so, so fuckin hot! And soooo fuckin responsive! I don't think my cock is going to soften at all, you make me so freakin horny, babe. We'll just have to stay like this for hours." Lisa smiled back at her black lover, loving the feeling of his massive black shaft as it still pulsed inside of her. She felt so totally full with it in her pussy, it was such a different feeling from having her husband there. She savored the moment, taking in the chiseled frame and boyishly handsome face of her black Adonis. "That's fine with me, mister. I think that was probably the best sex I've ever had in my life. I don't think I ever came that hard before. You made me feel so good, Marc. It was even better than last night, and last night was awesome, but this was perfect, Marc. Just perfect! At that moment, Marc's cell phone pulsed with an incoming call. It was on the night stand beside his bed, but he ignored it and continued taking in Lisa's beautiful face and looked down at her perfect breasts. What a prize she was, he thought to himself. And he moved his mid section slightly, and began to slowly gyrate his cock inside of his lover's pussy, all the while just looking into her eyes. " It feels so good when you do that. And, you're still so hard. It doesn't feel like you softened up at all since you came in me. I could stay like this all day with you, you know. You feel that good in me, mister." At that moment, Lisa's level of sexual arousal was tempered as the thought occurred to her that Marc must really think she's nothing more than a cheap white slut who happened to be a good fuck. And her face clouded with the thought, and Marc noticed the change. "What's the matter, babe? Are you okay?" He asked, seeing the change. Lisa found it hard to answer at first, and then got a little teary eyed, but finally started to speak when Marc's cell pulsed, and he ignored it again. "It's just that while I'm lying here naked with you, and just had incredible sex with you, and I know it was good for you too, the thought just occurred to me that you must think I'm not much more than a cheap white slut who didn't think twice about cheating on her husband. But, it's not true. I haven't cheated before, ever. I don't know what happened last night Marc, and I feel so guilty, I don't want you to think that it doesn't bother me, that's all. But what we just did felt so, so good Marc. I'm so confused. I'm sorry, I don't want to spoil this for you." Marc started to pull his cock out of her, reluctantly. But he knew he was going to have to get her through this moment. But suddenly, Lisa closed her eyes and put her hands on his ass and pulled him toward her. "Marc, please don't pull out. Please. You feel so good in there. Please, just stay there. You feel so big in there. I feel so full with you in me like this." "I'm just confused about how I ended up here. It's something I never dreamt I would end up doing, cheating on Matt. But I honestly have to say, I don't regret it because the sex we've had is like nothing I've ever had before. And, it's been more than just sex, Marc. Believe me, I love Matt, but we never had sex like this Marc. I don't know if I can do this again with you Marc. And honestly, it's not you. You feel so good in there, and you're an incredible lover. But, I just don't think I can keep doing this to Matt, to our marriage. I would feel too guilty. But, I'm afraid,, because I now know how you feel in me, and I don't know if I could resist you if you still wanted to be with me from time to time. I know I'm not making any sense." She stopped talking, but her eyes were tearing, and she gave Marc a hard squeeze with her pussy, and she pulled hard on his ass, sighing at the feel of his still throbbing penis. "Babe, first off, I definitely don't think you're a slut. What happened between us was just intense mutual attraction. I felt it the moment I saw you, you know that. And the sex was absolutely incredible for me too. I know you must feel guilty, and I won't pressure you, okay? But Lisa, trust me, now that I've experienced you, I will have a hard time keeping my distance, babe. So I guess after you leave here, I am going to give you space, okay? I won't call, I won't contact you in any way. And at the gym if you still come, I will be professional. It will kill me, but I will be. And babe, I really don't think it would be a good idea for me to give you your weekly massage, do you? I just think that would be too much for me. But if you want me at any time, I want you to call me, because what we had last night and this morning has been more than just good sex. But, I'm thinking that the next time you have sex with Matt, you're going to be thinking of me. At least, I hope you will." He finished with a smile, and pushed his cock hard against her cervix. "You feel awesome, babe." Marc's cell vibrated again, and he decided to take it, thinking that three calls in such a short time meant someone really wanted him. He pulled out of Lisa, telling her not to move an inch, and smiling at her. What he saw when he opened his phone was a text from Miguel: "Guess Matt's not traveling alone." And attached were two pictures of Matt in the baggage check line at the airport. One showed him embracing and kissing a tall brunette with a delightfully short skirt. The next showed the brunette with her hand apparently squeezing Matt's ass as they stood together in line." The last part of the text said: "Call for details." Marc was stunned, and elated. A broad smile lit up his face as he looked at Lisa who had propped herself up on her elbows and was taking in the view of her black lover's cut body. "What's the smile for, handsome?" She asked. "Oh, the message is from Miguel, says his flight was good, and he's excited because he met a hot lady at the airport and they were on the same flight together. He's just a funny guy, that's all" Marc didn't want to say anything about the pictures to Lisa. He would figure a way to use them to his advantage. But they meant nothing but good news to him. "Does Matt travel with other people from his office, or does he go solo, like Miguel usually does. Lisa felt the excitement building in her loins again as she looked at Marc's six pack and then downward to his thick, dark nine inch penis, now hanging semi hard between his legs. His low hanging ball sack was also a turn on for her. She knew she had to have him again before she left. "He travels alone, says it would be nice to have company, but never does. Why don't you come back here and keep me warm, and I'll see if I can't perk up my friend there." She said, smiling and staring directly at Marc's thick manhood, Marc lay back on the bed and circled his arm around Lisa, holding her tightly. He let his free hand drift gently over her beautifully shaped breasts, feeling her hard nipples with the palm of his hand. "I don't know how to tell you this Lisa, but these girls don't seem to be feeling too guilty right now. In fact, they're just about screaming suck me and fuck me." He turned his head and smiled over to his white lover, feeling her hand now sliding up and down his black shaft. Lisa sat up and then straddled her black Adonis, positioning his now swelling shaft right between her labia. Marc could feel their mingled love juices as they oozed from her drenched pussy. She was now grinding his cock with her cunt's lips, sliding back and forth on his black rail. He reached to her waist and held her there as she caused her love canal to swallow up his throbbing black sausage, yet again. They made love for three more hours, nodding off in one another's arms, and awakening to fuck yet again. They lost count of how many times they each climaxed. Finally, at nine o'clock, Lisa went into Marc's bathroom to shower and clean up. Marc told her he'd make them something to eat. All the while he was smiling to himself because Miguel's pictures pretty much had bagged Lisa's cheating white hubby. Marc also noted that he definitely liked Matt's taste in women. Lisa was clearly a very hot babe. But, the brunette in the picture was absolutely beautiful as well. Making sure that Lisa was in the shower, Marc called Miguel for the details. "Yo dude. Got your pics, I couldn't believe my eyes. What's going on with my friend Matty? Looks like he's going to have some hot company while he's away." "You're not kidding. She's freaking steaming, Marc. I know her, she used to work in our office before she switched to the firm Matt's with, and yes she's every bit as hot as she looks. Her married name is Kate McCormack. I don't think her hubby would be too happy if he got those pics. I mean she's only been married like not even two years. The limo was about to pull away after we dropped Matt, and I told the driver to stop because I saw her and was going to jump out to say hi. But, before I had a chance, she went up to Matt and the two of them locked into the kiss that you see in the pic I sent to you. It was like they were long lost lovers. I mean it was clear that that kiss was not just two old friends saying hi to one another. And then, I got the shot of her grabbing his ass and giving it a squeeze. I mean dude, I think they probably did it on the plane on the way to London. So tell me, did you score with Matt's better half last night? "Dude, I don't think the word "score" adequately says it. She's by far the best white pussy I have ever tasted. And tight! Dude, his dick must be tiny! She's soooo tight, and she knows how to work it, she's so totally responsive! It was like the very best sex I have had ever! But, right now, she's got the guilt thing going, so she told me we can't do it again. I am betting that will last about a week or two. So, in the meantime, I think I'm just gonna have to take Matty's other toy to play with until Lisa wants my black dick again. And there won't be anything Matty can say or do to stop me, thanks to your pics bro." "Just remember Marc. You owe me big for this one. I mean you got Lisa, and now you're going to get a chance at Kate. Poor Matt, his women will be all stretched out in no time." Miguel smiled as he said this, knowing how big his friend's cock was. "Bro, you know I'll take care of you. In fact, after I play with these ladies and break them in, you'll be the first to get a piece of them. But, I'm thinking I will keep Lisa exclusively for myself. Sorry, bro. But it won't be long before Kate is willing to do whatever favors I ask. So, just sit tight bro. Payback will be coming. I've gotta run, my white beauty will be getting out of the shower. Talk later." Lisa's cell phone began ringing at about nine twenty. Marc looked at the screen, and he smiled when he saw that the caller was none other than lover boy Matty. "Dude! How was your flight? I'm just answering for Lisa, she's in my shower. You know, when you told her to stay a while and have a good time. Well, I guess she decided to do just that. She ended up drinking just a little too much for it to be safe for her to drive. And, there you have it; she's been my overnight guest." Matt was stunned to hear Marc's voice on Lisa's cell phone. And what Marc had just told him about Lisa spending the night because she had had too much to drink further stunned him. "What the hell had happened to her, what was she thinking, having too much to drink, especially at that guy's place? She had to know that he wanted to have her, just from the way he looked at her. And, he even had the balls to give her the look up and down when we arrived at his place. When I said, 'have a good time', I figured she'd have another drink and leave, Matt thought to himself." "Whoa, Marc. I don't think she's ever done something like that before, but I guess it's always safer not to drive. She couldn't have taken a cab? I mean, it was good of you to let her crash, but I guess I just thought she'd stay a while and then go home. Is she feeling okay today?" "She's fine Matt. Really! It's just that last night, it was late, I had had too much to drink to drive safely, she was the same, so I insisted that she stay. I mean a taxi at that time of night isn't always the safest anyway. So she stayed, we talked, had another drink, some stuff to munch on, you know. And, I gotta tell ya, she finally tried my black sausage, and she couldn't have enough of it!" Now Matt was pissed. Was this guy deliberately playing with him? Was he being an asshole on purpose? Matt remembered the black sausage hors'd oeuvre when they had arrived, and Marc mentioning it. But now he was being funny with the sausage thing again. "Dude, you're goin to have to understand if I don't laugh at that. You see, I call my wife from London and her personal trainer gets on her cell and tells me that she stayed alone with him at his place last night, and then he tells me that she tried his black sausage and loved it, couldn't get enough of it. What's that about anyway? If you think you're black sausage thing is funny, I guess I disagree. Besides, I highly doubt Lisa would ever like black meat of any kind. In all the years I've known her, she's liked only white meat." Matt threw that in just to let Marc know that he didn't believe Lisa had any interest in black guys, since Marc was trying to be funny with the whole thing. "Whoa, Matt, didn't mean to upset you. I know it sounds a little strange, but I was just thinking of her safety. And, as far as my black sausage thing goes, no offense intended, but you're wrong about her having no interest in black meat, at least the way I prepare it. Let's just say I think she could develop a liking for it. Anyway, last night we had a good chance to bond as student and trainer." Marc smiled as he said this. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 02 But, while we're waiting for Lisa to get out of the shower, Miguel tells me that you have a really hot travelling companion for yourself. In fact, it looks like the two of you travel well together by the pictures he took of you guys as you were waiting to get your bags checked. Does Lisa know about Kate McCormack? She thinks you're travelling alone you know. From the looks of the pics Miguel sent, not only are you not travelling alone, I bet you aren't even sleeping alone, dude." Silence greeted Marc from the other end. Matt was stunned to hear that Marc knew about Kate, and even more stunned that Miguel had obviously sent some compromising pictures of the two of them. His mind raced, he couldn't remember exactly what they had done together as they waited to check their bags, but he knew that they had kissed and touched one another playfully. He felt sick to his stomach, and he felt a tightness in his throat. His head was spinning. How could he have been so stupid, he thought. "What are you talking about Marc? How do you know Kate, and what's that about sleeping alone? You know, you've got a pretty active imagination, dude. And no, Lisa doesn't know Kate is on this trip, it was a last minute thing, but it's no big deal. I would suggest you mind your own business before you start anything you may regret. Kate's married, and so am I, and she's got her own room, just like I do. You're really starting to piss me off, dude." "Let's get something straight Matty boy. The one person you don't want to piss off is me, okay? And, you definitely don't want to threaten me. Lisa doesn't know about Kate because you lied and said you were travelling alone. I know about who Kate is because she used to work at the same office Miguel does. But, if it's no big deal, I guess I can show Lisa these shots of you and your co worker, and I bet it would be okay to send them to Kate's husband as well. What do you think Matty? Silence again greeted Marc for several moments as Matt's mind raced. He knew he was bagged, and although he had no idea what the pictures showed, he knew that Kate's husband was suspicious of him, just as Lisa had been suspicious of Kate. The pictures would definitely cause a disaster, and that prick Marc knew it. Matt's head was spinning, he felt as if he had just been punched hard in the gut. He could feel the panic pulsing in his veins. "Alright Marc. You're right. I don't want those pictures shown, a lot of people will get hurt. What do you want?" "That's more like it, dude. All I want is a little help from you, and your life will stay very much the same as it has been. I enjoyed having Lisa as my guest last night, and I know she enjoyed it too. But, let's just say she made it clear to me that she loves you, and so I respect that. But, Kate is another story. I like your taste in women Matt, and I just wanted to have the chance to become Kate's trainer, like I'm Lisa's personal trainer. That's all I want, and you can help me out. I'm going to have Miguel give her a free three month pass to my gym, and all you have to do is to off handedly let her know about Lisa's very positive experiences here. With your encouragement, and a free pass I think Lisa will grace my place for long enough for me to see if she has any interest in learning all there is to learn from her trainer." Marc was smiling as he finished saying this. "That's not asking too much, is it Matt? I mean, it's not like she's your wife. And, if she has no interest, then we're cool, you won't have to worry about the pictures again, ever. But, if she does show an interest, and I think she will, then we can share her, don't you think? After all, her husband's sharing her with you right now and doesn't even know it. What's one more dick in the mix. Besides, I think it will be a new experience for her to get dicked by a black guy. And, I'm pretty sure it's one she's going to like....a lot! For his part, Matt was totally pissed off. He was enraged by the thought that this bastard had him by the balls. Not only had he tried to seduce his wife, and apparently, it didn't work, but now he actually wanted him to set it up so he could have a good shot at seducing his girlfriend. Who did Marc think he was, screwing up what he had going on on the side with Kate? Matt felt the rage building within him. If he had been face to face with Marc, he thought he would have punched the shit out of him. "You fucking black prick. You think you can fuck around with anyone you want. I saw the way you looked at Lisa last night. But, I never dreamt she would spend the night at your place. What'd you do? Did you drug her? Did you? Did you try to fuck her? I bet you tried to, didn't you? Were you surprised that she turned you down? I'm not, she's got better taste than you. If she were to fool around with someone, she can do a lot better than you, you fuck. And now you want me to help set Kate up so you can do the same to her. I've got news for you, you black son of a bitch, neither Lisa nor Kate would want anything to do with you, you prick! What is it with you, are you on some kind of mission to fuck every white woman you see? I can't believe you." Matt's anger was whirling out of control, he could sense it, and so could Marc. "I only fuck the ones who appeal to me Marc. And I rarely get turned down. Did you hear that, rarely. What's more, I never use drugs, and usually I find the women want, no actually they beg, for more. As far as Lisa goes, I told you, tonight was just a chance for us to get to know one another as trainer and student. And trust me, we got to know one another very well. And just to clarify, I didn't say Lisa turned me down. I said she loves you. There's a difference, asshole! In fact, I left a couple of souvenirs that will remind her of what a good time she had last night. And, every time she sees them, my guess is that she'll be missing me. But Matt, think about it, you're fucking another man's wife and that's okay, but if I want to do it, somehow it's just because I'm a "black prick", as you put it. Well you just pissed this "black prick" off. And, I think you know what that means. So have a good time with Kate for the next few days. Because, something tells me that when you get back here, Kate's husband will be wanting to see you, and Lisa probably won't." The phone went dead, and Matt stood in his hotel room now totally terrified at what his mouth had just accomplished. If Marc showed Lisa the pictures, that would be it for their marriage. If he showed Kate's husband the pictures, Matt knew that not only would he have to deal with her husband, but he would have an hysterical Kate on his hands as well. He made his decision, and instantly called back, hoping that Marc would listen to his desperate apology. With each ring of the phone, Matt's desperation increased. For his part, Marc went into the kitchen and smiled to himself as he ignored Lisa's ringing cell, and poured two cups of coffee for his white lover and him. To be continued... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 03 Matt had redialed Lisa's cell and let it ring until it went to voice mail four times. His anxiety was growing by the second. He desperately wanted to apologize to Marc, to tell him that his anger had just gotten the best of him, and that he did not mean the insulting things he had said. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been in responding to Marc. Sure, Marc had pissed him off with the suggestive stuff he had said about Lisa, but Matt also knew that if Marc knew about Kate, and what's more if he had pictures, then Marc most definitely had him by the short hairs. Now as Matt hit redial a fifth time, he knew that he had to do whatever Marc wanted him to do. He knew Marc wanted a shot at Kate, to come on to her the way he probably did to every beautiful woman who made the error of joining his health club. He also knew that he had tried to hit on Lisa, but wasn't quite sure what had happened. Marc had said simply that "She loves you." But, he also said that she had not turned him down, whatever that meant. He was confused about what things he had left her with that would remind her of him, but at this moment, Matt's only focus had to be on getting to Marc and begging him not to say anything to Lisa or Kate's husband. And, Matt had decided reluctantly that he had to set Kate up as Marc had asked. He would feel dirty, and his anger spiked each time his mind thought about Marc trying to come on to Kate. He was pissed that he had to play a role in it. After all, Kate was his nice little secret with the beautiful body and tight pussy. The thought of Marc trying to bed her made him sick. But, she would probably laugh at his advances, Matt thought. That should prove to Marc that women like Lisa and Kate were simply beyond his reach. As Marc heard Lisa's phone continue to ring and ring, and then go to voice mail, he knew that Matty boy was in the panic of his life. With Lisa still in the shower, Marc poured her coffee, fixing it as she had said she liked it, and decided to answer Lisa's phone to see what Matty had to say for himself now. "She's still in the shower," was all Marc said as he took the call on Lisa's phone. "Marc, dude, I am so, so sorry for losing it with you a few minutes ago. I just had a meltdown, and I'm so sorry. It would be awful for Kate and her husband and for Lisa and me if you shared anything about our trip or whatever pictures you might have. I know I acted like an idiot, and I am asking you to not do anything that would hurt so many people. I'm willing to do what you want with Kate and the health club free membership, just please don't tell anyone about this other stuff." "Matt, because I like Lisa, I am not going to hurt her by letting her know that her hubby has something going on the side. She's going to find that out on her own sooner or later Matty. Then, I think you'll be out on your white ass. What's more, if I wanted to take Lisa for myself, I don't need to rely on the fact that her husband is fucking another woman to help me out. I can do it all by myself Matt. I don't need any help from you. And maybe someday, someday soon, you'll be surprised at how Lisa's taste about what she likes in men will change. In the meantime, I just want a chance to show Kate how exciting things can be. And believe me Matty, my experience tells me that once a hot lady submits to my advances, she keeps coming back for more. So my advice is to enjoy Kate this week, because once I take her, I won't be sharing her with you. Usually, I would share, but you're such an arrogant white prick, I am going to really enjoy depriving you of her tight pussy. Besides, she'll be way too busy with me and my friends. If, on the outside chance Kate turns me down, I will keep my word. You'll never hear from me again about this. And, if she doesn't turn me down, I guess I'll just use her up til I'm tired of her. Usually the white wives I take are good for a run of six to nine months, then I let them go back to their husbands, if they're still even part of the picture. I don't think even you will want her back then because her cunt will be hopelessly stretched out from my friends and me. But for right now, what I want you to do is to call back in about a half hour. Lisa should be having coffee and getting ready to leave. What you're going to do is to tell her that she should come clubbing with some of the members of my club and me tonight, since you aren't around and she has nothing else to do. I promise you, I will not hit on her, not at all. I just want her to get connected with the club members. When you get back, you can even tag along if you want when we go out. But, I doubt you will want to join us." Matt had been listening quietly to Marc and had not said a word. His head was ready to explode, but he bit his tongue. If he could get away with it, he would kill the black bastard at the other end of the phone. But at least he had won some time to think about things. He agreed to talk up Marc's club to Kate after Miguel sent the free three month pass. And he had agreed to suggest to Lisa that she go clubbing with Marc and other health club members that night. Matt suspected something was up, but Marc had said he would not hit on her, and what could he do anyway, say no to Marc? Finally, Marc told Matt that he would tell Lisa that they had talked and that he would be calling back soon. He warned Matt that Lisa had better join them that night because he wanted to make her feel part of the club. For her part, Lisa was finishing up her shower, having douched her vagina, and having washed her body clean of the smells and scents of sex with Marc. She was feeling better about the evening and early morning infidelity with Marc, convincing herself that it was just a random event that she would never let happen again. She admitted to herself a strong attraction to Marc, to his body, and to the extraordinary sex they had had. But she was convinced that she could avoid a repeat. When she first spotted the pronounced hickies Marc had left on her body a wave of anxiety griped her, but then she realized that by the end of the week when Matt got home, the marks would be all but gone. While she was having these thoughts, Lisa's body was reminding her of the exciting sex she and Marc had had. Her vagina was warm and almost throbbing, remembering how his very thick black shaft had pushed deep into it and had stretched its sensitive walls. And her anus was warm and sore from the ravishing it had taken as Marc's rigid love meat had claimed her anal virginity. The feel of her first orgasm while being taken anally was still lodged in her mind. Marc had plunged his veiny black cock deep into her ass and he had massaged her clit simultaneously as he fucked her ass, bringing her to an immense orgasm that she would always remember. It was beyond anything she had ever felt before. Her thoughts were interrupted by Marc knocking on the shower door. Lisa opened it slightly, seeing Marc's beautiful naked body as he stood on the tile floor and held a cup of coffee in his hand. "I'll leave this on the vanity for you, babe. And just to let you know, Matt called. I took the call for you and explained that you stayed here rather than drive after having had a few drinks. He was totally cool with it. He said he'll call back in about a half hour. By the way, are you doing okay?" Lisa thanked Marc for the coffee and told him she was doing okay. While she looked at her lover's body she felt a wave of desire wash over her, she hoped he could not tell what impact just the sight of him was having on her. She controlled herself however. She was glad Matt had called and talked to Marc. It would make talking to him easier. "I'm fine, thanks. I'll be out of here in a minute or two. Are you sure Matt was okay with my staying here? "He was, totally. So relax. In fact, I told him that some of the club members and I were going out clubbing tonight, and he said he was hoping you would go along, since you have nothing else to do. He said it would sure beat sitting home alone. I didn't mention it to you earlier because I thought you would probably think that I was just going to use it as a way of hitting on you. But, babe, believe me, I will give you your space." Marc said this with a smile, knowing that he would indeed give her her space, but that did not mean the two college freshmen who would be coming along would respect her space as he would. Matt was wondering how Lisa would react to this incredibly ripped duo, one white and one very black, who were constantly horny and who consistently scored with the twenty something year old women members of the club. In fact, Jamaal had just bedded a really hot thirty something mother of two young kids last week. And, he said she had set up an encore performance this week when her husband was planning to work out of town. Marc wondered how Lisa might react to these guys after she had had a couple of drinks. All of the women in the club were attracted to these guys. He wondered if how Lisa would handle be hit on by them. Her guard would be down he thought, especially if he wasn't hitting on her. What's more, he thought Lisa might really be tempted by their ripped young bodies and the impressive equipment that they each had to offer. While Marc really wanted Lisa for himself, he wanted to be sure that she was really more than a slut before he spent any more time on her. If she turned out to be a slut, he would make sure she was busy, just not with him. He truly hoped she could keep her resolve not to stray from Matty, at least for tonight with the young studs. This would be a good test for her. If she passed it, his plan was to give her her space, take Kate and break her in, and then pass her around. At that point, he would retake Lisa and claim her for his own. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 04 Lisa took in Marc's handsome body with its thick dark penis and the tightly curled pubic hair encircling the thick shaft where it met his smoothly toned abdomen as he closed the door to the shower and walked away. The last thing she noted was his nicely rounded mocha colored ass, and she felt an excitement in her loins as she remembered the thrill of holding his ass with her hands and pulling it toward her body as he fucked her only hours before. Her excitement was mixed with shame and embarrassment as she realized that she actually had loved the sex while knowing that she was being unfaithful to her husband, Matt. Now, Lisa felt an anxiety building within her at Marc's invitation to her to join him and a few other members of the health club at a local club that night. She was even surprised that he had gone so far as to mention it to Matt when they had spoken only a little earlier. She just felt as though that Marc was trying to keep her close to him, even though he said he'd give her her space. And, Lisa was very fearful that if she did go clubbing with Marc present, the chances were very real that she would weaken and spend another night in bed with her new found black lover. So she resolved to decline his invitation, and to go home for the night. Looking at herself in the mirror in Marc's bathroom, she decided that she looked pretty good, even though she was dressed in what she had arrived in the night before. A lot had changed in her life since then, but she looked the same. She felt a little anxious as she left the bathroom, and she secretly hoped that Marc had put some clothes on because she had a very hard time looking at his naked body without desiring him. She was also anxious because Marc had said that Matt would be calling her cell phone shortly. She wondered if he would sense that anything had happened between her and Marc the night before. Entering Marc's kitchen and breakfast nook, she was relieved that he was wearing a cut off T-shirt and jeans. He was so handsome, and his body looked so hot under his clothing. His biceps were clearly defined and his neck was thick and led to his handsome face with his shaved head. He smiled as she came into the area. "Babe, you look so hot, so hot. I put out some fruit and there are bagels as well. Is there anything else I can get for you? Marc looked her up and down and his mind recalled how excellent her body had felt against his, how tight her pussy had felt as his veined black cock had pushed into her for the first time the night before. He recalled how responsive she had been as she pulled his body hard against her own, how she had pulled on his ass as he fucked her, how she had kissed and sucked his throbbing cock, cleaning their mingled love fluids off of it after they had fucked. Marc felt his cock tingle with excitement as he looked as the white beauty in front of him. "No, I'm all set, thanks. The coffee is excellent by the way. I think I'll just have a piece of fruit. I was thinking that I probably shouldn't go clubbing tonight, Marc. I just think that I need some down time tonight." "I understand, babe. I just think it would be better for you to get out and do something tonight so you don't spend the night feeling guilty about yourself. Look, why don't you ask one of your girlfriends to come along. You can meet us here for a drink or two and then decide if you want to come out to a club or two. Sometimes, people end up just having a couple of drinks and we don't end up going out at all. This way you'll at least be out doing something. And, you're friend will probably make you feel safe. And, I promise the most I will do is look at you. Unless, of course, you want me to do more." He finished with a smile. "I don't know, Marc. I shouldn't. But, you're right, I should probably do something. Maybe I'll ask my friend Kristen. I think her husband is away on business right now, and she's always up for going out. I can let you know later, okay?" Marc's face brightened at Lisa's change of heart about going out. "Cool, babe. You won't be sorry. I think you'll feel better about things if you decide to come over." Lisa's cell rang and she knew it was Matt. She was surprised that Matt was so enthusiastic about urging her to go out clubbing with Marc and the others. And, while she felt her guilt peak just hearing Matt's voice, she also felt a little better that he didn't seem to mind the fact that she had stayed at Marc's the night before. In fact, he was pleased that she had not taken the chance and driven after drinking. Their conversation ended with Lisa saying, "I love you too, hon." And, hearing that, Marc smiled to himself, thinking that he had just started with this white beauty, and it would not be long before she would be saying the same thing to him. "Wow, Matt seems really enthusiastic about my joining you guys tonight. I'll check with Kristen and see if she wants to come and I'll let you know. And, she's off limits to you too. So don't get any ideas." Lisa said with a smile to Marc. Lisa left Marc's about mid morning and went directly home where she filled her Jacuzzi tub with warm water and soaked in it for an hour, replaying in her mind the events of the previous evening and early morning. She called Kristen, who was more than happy to have something to do that night. Lisa told her that they could decide if they wanted to go clubbing once they got to Marc's place, saying that they could just have a drink or two and leave if she wanted. Lisa felt better not being tied into having to go with the group if she did not want to. Kristen, like Lisa, had been married for five years and she had just turned twenty-seven. She could easily have passed for nineteen. She was a runner, and worked out on her own every day. Her work out regimen really showed as her body was firm and slender. On top of that, Kristen, also like her friend Lisa, was extremely good looking. She turned heads wherever she went. It really wasn't until she was in college that she realized how attractive guys found her. In high school, she was into the music programs and sheltered from the cheerleader and sports type kids. While a lot of guys liked her looks, she wasn't considered one of the cool kids, and hung with more of the music and geeky type kids. Secretly, Kristen was always attracted to the really good looking, buffed out guys, and while they all seemed to give her looks, she was just never in the right social group to get asked out by them. In college by contrast, she got attention from all types of guys, athletes, non athletes, geeks, everyone in fact. And, because of the uninhibited attention from guys she started to feel a bit less shy around them than she had in high school. But ultimately, her high school tendencies caused her to feel safer with more reserved guys whose range of dating experience was more limited like her own. Her husband was one of these. He was very cute, good looking facially. His body was wiry, not overly athletic. But he was considered good looking, just not really built or buff. Their sex life had always been good, and Kristen knew from talking with her friends that his male equipment was probably in the average range for a guy, not overly well endowed, nor unusually small. But, that was okay with her. She loved him nonetheless. Still, even after she married, Kristen realized that she continued to be attracted to guys who were both good looking and very athletic. She just found herself turned on by them. And she also wondered what sex would be like with one of these guys, especially a guy who was really built and really hung. It was one of her closest kept secrets. Her husband travelled frequently in his job as an engineer, and Kristen was often looking for things to do to fill her time when he was away. She worked as an accountant, but was planning to discontinue that once she and her husband started a family, which they were in the process of working on. In addition to Lisa and Kristen, Marc had asked two women who worked out at his club, along with their husbands, to go clubbing that night. Also, Marc has asked the two club studs, college freshmen Nick and Jamaal. Both of these guys used his club because they liked the state of the art equipment his place had as opposed to their college sports center. They quickly became the center of attention among the younger, and sometimes even the older, women in the club. Both had connected with several of the women on occasion. But, both also had their own girlfriends as well to keep them busy. Marc had called them earlier in the day to ensure that they would be able to make it. He figured that they would match up well age and compatibility wise with Lisa and Kristen. Everyone met at Marc's place at 8 p.m. for drinks before they decided where to go. When Lisa and Kristen arrived, they were introduced around and the initial talk was about work out routines and club related stuff. It was a warm night and the group sat out on Marc's screen patio with their drinks. Marc was pretty much occupied with the two couples and as expected, Nick and Jamaal had paired off in the conversations with Lisa and Kristen. Nick was Italian and looked it. He had jet black hair which was almost shaggy, and it framed an exceptionally good looking face. His eyes were dark and his eyebrows looked as though they had been penciled in place and his nose was perfectly shaped, not too big or too small. Tonight, it was clear he had not shaved all day as the dark shadow of his beard was beginning to show, giving him a ruggedly handsome look. Aside from Nick's naturally handsome face, his body was perfectly chiseled. He stood about six two, and had broad shoulders, very thick biceps, a perfectly toned and shaped torso, with remarkably defined abs that tapered into a thin and muscled abdomen. He was wearing a white cotton polo shirt which nicely showcased his upper body. His snug fitting cargo shorts showed that his ass was nicely rounded, and his thighs and calf muscles were also beautifully formed, showing he had paid a lot of attention to lower as well as upper body workouts. Nick had been doing modeling for boys' and men's clothing since he was twelve. On top of all this, girls who were lucky enough to score with Nick, learned that he had been blessed with a massive uncircumcised cock that was all of twelve inches when erect and delightfully thick with a very nicely rounded and thick mushroom head. Jamaal, on the other hand, was the black version of Nick. He was absolutely stunning in his physical appearance. Lisa was thinking as she talked with both young men that it was no wonder that they got so much attention at the club from the women. Jamaal was simply a younger, and perhaps even better looking version of Marc. He stood about six foot four and had an incredible smile with beautiful white teeth. And his muscles, they were just incredible as well thought Lisa. Jamaal was wearing a medium tan polo shirt which looked as though it had been sprayed onto his magnificent body. The color contrasted nicely with his darker skin. He had dark slacks that clung to his muscular legs. Both women felt butterflies in their stomachs and a tingling in their loins just talking with this stud. Lisa was embarrassed by her own thoughts as she found herself wondering if Jamaal had been blessed with a love package like Marc's. It occurred to her that it would almost be unfair if god had created a stud like Jamaal and given him a tiny cock. She smiled to herself and glanced quickly in the direction of his crotch, noting that there was a tell tale bulge there that seemed to suggest that he had lucked out in that department as well. For her part, Kristen found her eyes wandering over the bodies of each of these guys, feeling the excitement rising in her pussy. As Lisa and Kristen got to know the young men better, Lisa noticed that Kristen's eyes seemed to be sweeping back and forth, up and down, taking in Jamaal's body. Her face looked almost flushed, and Lisa was surprised that her friend was apparently totally taken by this black stud in front of her. After all, Kristen's husband was a good match for her in the looks department, and Kristen herself was nothing short of stunning. At that point, Jamaal reached for Kristen's glass and offered to get her another drink, which she thanked him for, looking him directly in his dark eyes. Nick said he was going to get another beer and asked Lisa if she wanted another wine. She said sure, and handed the stud her glass. Kristen looked to her friend, "Lisa, can you believe these two guys? They are absolutely gorgeous! I don't know about you, but I am drenched." "Kristen, listen to you, you're a married woman. Calm yourself. But you're right; they are a couple of hunks." Lisa smiled. "I think Marc's health club only has pretty people in it. At least what I've seen so far, that's the case. Maybe you should join, you could see these guys all of the time." The guys returned with fresh drinks, and the conversation continued. Jamal asked Kristen if she had just joined the club. "I know you couldn't have been a member, because I would certainly have remembered you." He said with a smile and a wink. "No, I don't belong. Lisa just joined. I am just out tonight for a couple of drinks while my husband is away on business. But you look as though you work out there day and night." She said complimenting his body. "Thanks, I work out there and play soccer in school. Hope you don't mind my saying it, but you seem kind of young to be married. I mean, when I first saw you, I thought you were still in your teens....I'm sorry, I hope I didn't offend you, I meant that as a compliment." Kristen blushed, and Lisa laughed. For his part, Jamaal was mesmerized by Kristen. She definitely looked younger than her years, she had beautiful naturally blond hair, a great set of tits, and she had an incredible ass and beautifully slender legs. Jamaal could feel his love wand beginning to grow at the thought of introducing this babe to the thick black shaft that hung between his legs. He imagined her soft, naked white body below his, and his lips on hers as he slowly impaled her tight pussy with his black love meat. His eyes locked with hers, and his gaze held hers long enough for her to know that he definitely had more than drinks on his mind. He hoped that she did as well. And, the look on her fact seemed to say that there was the beginning of a battle going on between her conscience and her vagina. "Sorry Jamaal, that's nice of you to say. But, Lisa and I are 'older women'," She joked. The conversation continued with Nick and Jamaal sharing what they did in school, and Lisa and Kristen filling in the guys on what they did and where they went to school. It turned out that Nick and Jamaal were both nineteen, eight years younger than Lisa and Kristen. Jamaal offered to get Kristen a third drink and Lisa another wine, and then suggested that they go out by the pool and get some air. He said no one ever uses the pool at Marc's complex. It was like a private yard. It became clear that drinking at Marc's was probably going to replace clubbing, and everyone moved out to the pool area. Kristen was feeling the effects of the wine and Lisa had made sure that she was just sipping hers because she planned to stay in control. But, she continued to be intrigued at how taken with Jamaal Kristen seemed to be. She noticed that Kristen and Jamaal both were making a lot of direct eye contact with one another. What she also noticed was that Nick was doing his own visual inspection of her body, and he wasn't being very subtle about it. It was funny Lisa thought, after last night with Marc, she was now looking at guys, specifically Nick, with a new found sexual interest. Her mind imagined what having sex with a stud like Nick might feel like. But she was intent on just letting her musings be musings. She would be in control tonight. At that moment though, Nick's eyes locked with hers and she felt her heart flutter as she drank in the ruggedly handsome young man before her. She felt a wave of excitement wash through her vagina. She knew Nick wanted her, and she knew her body would love the feel of Nick, but she was resolved not to let it happen. She looked away nervously, but she knew that Nick knew that she found him attractive. Lisa and Nick sat with their drinks at a poolside table, while Jamaal and Kristen walked toward the shallow end of the pool and appeared to be talking. The pool area was lit with enough light to walk around comfortably, but it was not bright by any means. And the underwater lights in the pool were on. It was hard for Lisa to see Kristen clearly, but it appeared that she and Jamaal had stopped near the steps going into the water, and they were standing very close to one another, facing one another. Lisa knew that Kristen was on her third wine now and was feeling the effects. She was concerned for her friend. With Kristen standing directly in front of Jamaal, she tilted her head down, and appeared to be looking directly at the pool deck. Lisa's heart skipped a beat as she saw Jamaal's right hand reach up to Kristen's chin and gently tilt her head up. The two appeared to be looking intently into one another's eyes when Jamaal's head moved in and he kissed Kristen, first on the forehead, then on the nose, and finally directly on the lips. Kristen at first did not react as far as Lisa could tell. But then, she noted Kristen's head moving in response to Jamaal, returning his kiss. Her left hand circled behind his head and pulled it against her own. And Lisa knew, she was witnessing the taking of Kristen by this ripped black stud. Nick saw Lisa's reaction to Kristen and Jamaal kissing. He placed his hand gently on her arm on the table and said: "Relax Lis, he's a real gentleman, and won't do anything at all that she doesn't want to do. And something tells me that she's going to want to do it all. And, you know what? She won't have a single regret. None of them ever does." Then, Nick's eyes locked again with Lisa's and he said, "And, I can go as slow as you want, or we can just sit here if you want. But I think Kristen and Jamaal are going to be busy for a while.." Lisa looked back to Kristen and Jamaal and she could tell that they were talking with one another, but she couldn't hear them. Kristen's hand had dropped slowly from Jamaal's head and slid down his shoulder slowly and then hesitated on his muscled arm. With her right hand, she lifted her glass to her mouth and finished off the remainder of her wine. She realized that she had just kissed a man other than her husband, and she realized that it felt every bit as good as her mind had told her it would. And she felt within her loins a huge yearning for this powerful black stud standing before her. He didn't give her a chance to say anything, instead he bent his head down again, and kissed her full on the lips once again, this time exploring her mouth with his tongue, and she felt his right arm reach around her body, resting his hand on her buttocks and pulling her hard into his mid section. It was then that Kristen realized just how big his package might be. He felt huge and hard against her. "Let's move this indoors. We don't need anyone to see us, and you need another drink." He took her hand and they walked around the far end of the poor, avoiding Lisa and Nick and Marc and the other two couples, and entered Marc's townhouse through the screen patio. Lisa was stunned at what she had witnessed. She never would have dreamt that Kristen would have kissed or touched anyone other than her husband. And then it just happened. Her mind was whirling, thinking that she had done almost the same thing the night before with Marc. Part of her wanted to tell Kristen that they should go, and the other part wanted to tell her that she should relax and enjoy it, just this once. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 04 Marc approached Nick and Lisa when he saw Kristen and Jamaal move back into the condo. "Guys, we've decided to stop at Avalon, see what's happening there and then maybe move on. I think Jamaal and Kristen might want to hang her for a bit, but if you want to join us later, that's cool. Is staying here for a while okay with you Lisa? Lisa was jarred from her thoughts about Kristen and Jamaal. "Oh, sure Marc. Nick, if you want to go with Marc, I can just wait her for Kristen for a bit. She may want to leave, anyway." But Lisa knew that that was probably not the case. Marc and Nick exchanged knowing glances that were not lost on Lisa. "Marc, I think that I will hang here with Lisa for a few and play it by ear. I don't really think I want to start clubbing right now." And turning to Lisa, "Is that okay with you Lis?" He asked. "Sure Nick, that sounds fine. Marc, you guys go ahead and have a good time. I will probably see you next week at the club. Lisa felt some relief knowing that Marc and the other couples would be leaving. But her mind was on Kristen. In the house, Kristen was led by Jamaal to the bar where she allowed him to pour her another wine. "Jamaal, I think I should probably let you know that I think I've gone far enough. I don't know what came over me out there, but I can't do this, I'm married." As she said these words, she felt conflicted within herself. She at once had loved kissing Jamaal, and she had also felt great guilt. Jamaal just looked directly in her eyes and smiled his handsome smile. "Kristen, I know you're married. So chill. We aren't going to do a thing that you don't want to do, including kissing. But, I got the distinct feeling out there that you loved my kissing you, in fact, you loved it so much you kissed me back pretty aggressively." As he said these words, he moved his face right into hers and his lips were within a half inch of her own. "So babe, we don't have to do a thing that you don't want to do, but your face is pretty flushed and your eyes tell me that you want me to kiss you again" With that, he brushed his lips against hers and felt no resistance. "See? I think you're liking it." He brushed his lips against hers again and then moved in for the kill. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her mid section hard into his own. She again felt his manhood throbbing, knowing that it had to be huge. At the same time, his lips found hers and his tongue pried open her mouth and explored her tongue as he kissed her passionately, long and hard. Kristen's hands went to Jamaal's face and cradled it, pulling it into her own as they kissed lustfully and passionately for several minutes. During this time, Kristin could not help herself and her hands slid down the sides of Jamaal's torso, feeling his hard body. She held his ass and pulled his abdomen into her own, and then, she slid her right hand over his crotch, feeling his girth, and his hardness. Jamaal pulled his face away from Kristen and smiled at the beautiful blond he held in his arms. Babe, I know you want me just like I want you. And, we're going to have one another, but I have to make you want me again and again after we do this the first time tonight. So babe, you need to be patient with me. I'm gonna do stuff that you're gonna love, and we'll get to the good part soon enough, but you've gotta sit back and relax til we get there." Then, Jamaal caused Kristen to gasp in total pleasure as he moved his right hand quickly and deftly under her short skirt, and slid his long black fingers into the wetness of her drenched pussy. She gasped so loudly that she surprised herself. But she had not time to think as Jamaal's fingers instantly began a methodical message of her soaking cunt that was driving her crazy. "Let's move into the guest room babe." Kristen moved with Jamaal who did not remove his black fingers from her love chute. She held onto his waist as they moved toward the hall and the bedroom door. Once in the bedroom, Jamaal left Kristen at the bed and moved to put on a soft light by the bureau. Then walking back to her, he scooped her short dress up and over her head, and quickly hooked his fingers in her panties and slid them down her slender white legs. Then, he effortlessly unsnapped her bra and she stood amazingly and beautifully naked in front of Jamaal. He smiled, handed her her wine and slowly removed his own clothing, allowing Kristen to take in the beauty of his body just as he had hers. As his slacks slid down his dark muscular legs, Kristen could see the huge bulge bursting through his black boxer briefs. She gasped again as Jamaal hooked his fingers into the elastic band of his briefs and slid them down, causing his massive ten inch, pulsing black shaft to spring outward. The thickness of it, the length of it, and the amazingly thick mushroom head caused Kristen to stare in utter astonishment. Jamaal then pulled down the bed clothes and helped Kristen to lay her beautifully shaped white body onto the bed. She did not say a word, but seemed resigned to do what she knew all along she had wanted. Jamaal surprised her when he spread her slender legs apart and positioned his mouth at her pussy. "Babe, just relax. I want you to enjoy this." The instant Jamaal's tongue touched her clit, she gasped loudly. Jamaal was a master at what came next. His tongue and lips and fingers worked in unison, quickly, gently, then slowly and deliberately, in bringing Kristin's body to an absolutely incredible climax within only minutes. As his tongue and mouth massaged her love chute his hands were kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples gently, massaging her abdomen. For her part, Kristen's hands were on Jamaal's head, squeezing his muscular shoulders and biceps. He felt it coming just as Kristen did. Her breathing increased. Her body began to twist and writhe in pleasure. Her moans began softly at first, and then when she could stand it no more, she screamed out in pleasure with loud moans that could be heard outside the townhouse. Her hands at first squeezed and pinched Jamaal. Then she tried frantically to pull his body up on top of her own so that he could fuck her with his massive cock, so he could fill her with that huge pulsing black cock. But it was not to be just yet. That did not stop Kristen from losing all control. Lisa could hear her friend screaming from within, "Jamaal, fuck me, please, please Jamaal, I need you to fuck me now! Oh please, please. I want you in me!" And then, her moans and screams faded as her first of many orgasms of the night began to subside. Nick smiled at Lisa as they sat at the table by the pool. "That could be us babe. I told you he's good. Believe me, she'll be back for more." He smiled as Lisa as Kristen's moans and screams could no longer be heard. "Nick, please! That's my friend. She's married. She's going to feel awful after this! And, no that couldn't be us. I am married and I can't do anything with you." "I'm sorry Lisa, I didn't mean to upset you. Really. I know you're upset because of Kristen, but Lis, she's a big person, and my guess is that she's wanted this for a long time. And I think when we both see her in a little while, she's gonna be real happy that she did it, married or not. I don't know what to tell you. I mean, I'm no saint, but I'm not a scumbag either, but I've been with married women before and they loved being with me, and they wanted to do it more than once. And so did I. And, Lisa, I won't hit on you again, but believe me when I tell you I think you're so freakin hot, I'd do it in a heartbeat with you, married or not. I mean, no offense, but from where I sit, just because I have sex with someone doesn't mean I want to marry them. But I understand everyone has different ideas about that. "I'm sorry, Nick. I didn't mean to jump on you. I guess I'm just worried for Kristen. And, to be honest with you, I am totally flattered that a hot stud like you finds me 'freakin' hot'. She smiled in response to Nick, who relaxed a little when she did. "Look Lisa, why don't we go in, make a little noise, maybe let them know we're still here, and get ourselves another drink. And, if you want, we can try out the hot tub. And, I promise, I'll be good. Marc has suits inside if you don't feel comfortable going in in your birthday suit." She smiled back, "Sounds good to me, Nick. Let's do it. And, if you promise to be good, I can risk my birthday suit. Besides, I'll get to see your studly body too." She finished, smiling at Nick. Indeed, Jamaal did mount Kristen as her orgasm subsided, and she held him tightly, passionately, while she kissed him passionately. She had lost all of her inhibitions and was pulling his beautifully ripped body into her own, The feeling of his huge black shaft nestled into the wetness of her slit was not lost on her and she rocked her abdomen, causing his cock to slide back and forth on the outside of her tight white cunt. For his part, Jamaal kissed her back gently, lovingly. He wanted her to love sex with him, and he had made a good start of it. "See babe. I knew you'd love that. Now, I want you to get an idea of what you're gonna have in your pretty white pussy in just a few minutes. So I need you to do your best to hold my black cock, suck it, kiss it, lick it, stroke it, and get it to shoot all over your pretty face. Then I'm gonna slide it into you and let you get used to it before we get to the main course." He smiled at Kristen and her eyes opened wide with the knowledge what he wanted and what he was about to do. Simultaneously, panic gripped her as she realized that he planned to fuck her without a condom. She was fertile, she was ovulating, she was not on the pill. She was trying to get pregnant with her husband. Jamaal straddled Kristen's body, bringing his massive black cock with its thick veins up to her mouth. Her cunt was still hot with her orgasm as she forgot her fear of pregnancy and ministered to the young stud's manhood. She tasted her own juices on his shaft as she licked and sucked it, stroked it and tried desperately to deep throat it. For his part, Jamaal began pumping himself into his white lover's mouth with a speed that surprised Kristen. She squeezed his shaft and bobbed her head onto and off of his shaft as best she could until she felt his body tighten, tense and then, he yelled out as he held her beautiful head in place over his throbbing cock. Jamaal's first load was thick and gooey and warm to Kristen, and when he pulled his manhood from her mouth, his cum was still spurting from it. This he spread about her face in stringy strands. Then, still hard, her new black lover slid down her body and lifted her legs perpendicular to the bed. He positioned his thick shaft at the opening to her pleasure port, and Kristen thought to herself how absolutely massive and black it looked to her in contrast with her husband's much smaller white penis. And then, he slid it ever so slowly, so gently into his new white lover. Kristen moaned, licked her lips, tasting Jamaal's cum as she did so, and used her hands to try to pull him into her. She was being stretched significantly beyond anything she had ever expected, and she loved it. When Jamaal was all the way into Kristen, he felt his cock pressed hard into her cervix. "Look at me babe. Tell me, how does that feel to you. Is it as good for you as it is for me? I'm gonna fuck you slowly, you need to let me know if it's ok, alright babe?" "It's so good, Jamaal. Really, it feels so good to me." And she reached up and ran her hands across his hard pecs and then down to his hard and defined abs. "You feel awesome to me Jamaal." Slowly at first Jamaal's manhood moved inward and outward. Then he picked up speed, and Kristen's soft moans began picking up. As Jamaal continued his thrusting, Kristen could feel another orgasm building within her, but she knew that her lover would probably cum before she did, her husband always came before she finished. But this was different, Jamaal showed no signs of being ready to cum as he picked up speed and was now pounding her pussy fast and furiously. Now Kristen's moans had turned into screaming and yelps of pleasure as her lover relentlessly pounded her. Finally, her orgasm overwhelmed her and Jamaal felt Kristen's body tense and then twitch in incredible pleasure yet again. Then he felt it okay to let his own pleasure filled orgasm free. His sweat covered muscular body tensed and came hard as he pumped his first cum into his beautiful white lover. She held him and caressed him lovingly as he collapsed onto her. Kristen knew that sex with her husband would never be the same again. While she felt some guild because she had been unfaithful to her husband, she also knew in her heart that she had wanted to have this very experience for so long. So, she savored the moment. She was fully taken, and she knew then that it would not be her last time. They cuddled and held one another tightly for a while, and Jamaal said: "Babe, that was so hot for me. You feel so incredibly tight. I loved it. Was it good for you, like it was for me? Now, Kristen was feeling both the exhilaration of the aftermath of great sex and the guilt that she was experiencing because this was her first venture into infidelity. She managed a response: "Jamaal, for me it was completely awesome. You were perfect. I hope you don't think that I'm just a slut, because this really is the first time I have ever done something like this. But, I don't regret it, because sex with someone like you is something I have always dreamed about. I love my husband, but sex with a guy like you is something I have always held as a fantasy, and you made it real for me and it was perfect. Does that make any sense to you?" "Kristen, you could have sex with guys like me every day of the week. Why was this a fantasy? You are so freakin hot, I don't think you have any idea. But, it's my good fortune. And, believe me any time you want to relive this fantasy, I'm game." He said with a smile, and hugged her tightly into his body. Having heard Nick and Lisa talking out in the living area, Kristen said: "Jamaal, we really should rejoin Nick and Lisa. I feel so embarrassed to face them, but I have to sometime, so why don't we get dressed and go out there?" "Actually, I think I heard them in the hot tub, so we could just wrap ourselves in towels and join them in the spa. Nick will be so jealous of me, I love it." He said with his beautiful smile. "And Lisa will think I am a total tramp." Kristen said with a frown. "Don't worry, I think Lisa has her own story to tell, so don't be embarrassed." Jamaal said with a knowing smile. Kristin's interest was piqued by this comment. "Really? What are you telling me?" "Nothing at all. Just don't think about yourself that way, because she might have her own story, which you just didn't get to hear about, is all I'm gonna say." Kristen was fascinated, and instantly felt better. "Let's go to the hot tub." She smiled at Jamaal and pulled on his semi hard cock. Lisa and Nick were indeed in the hot tub naked when Kristen and Jamaal entered the living area. Kristen was immediately taken with how stunningly handsome Nick was, what she could see of him. His broad shoulders, his firm pecs, his shaggy hair framing his face with the beard stubble on it. She wondered what kind of a package he was sporting under the hot tub waters. She was surprised that Lisa would get naked with him and just jump in......it made her wonder. "Her guys!" Nick called. "We were worried we would not see you. But sounded like things were going ok in there." Nick smiled. Kristen removed her towel and Nick whistled as she climbed into the tub. And Lisa's eyes widened when she spied Jamaal's thick black shaft. But, immediately in her mind, she knew that white Nick was a little bigger than his black friend was. Jamaal sat right next to Lisa, and Kristen sat next to Nick. Everyone seemed to need another drink, and Nick climbed out of the tub to take orders. When Kristen saw the rest of the stud's body, she felt her loins tingle yet again. She had competition this time, as Lisa felt herself gush at seeing the naked stud again. To be continued... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 05 At this point, Jamaal looked over at Kristen and smiled: "Kristen, babe, looks as though you like what you're seeing in my man Nick. Maybe you could give him a hand with the drinks and whatever; he's not going to be able to handle four drinks by himself." Kristen blushed slightly and smiled back. "Jamaal, I was just looking! He's cute, like you are. And, for a white boy, he's got a really cute ass, like yours. And yes, I'll be happy to help out with the drinks." She climbed out of the hot tub and toweled herself off. Jamaal felt his black shaft stiffen as it remembered stretching the pretty white wife's tight pussy only a half hour earlier. Turning his attention to Lisa, Jamaal smiled as he looked her directly in her beautiful blue eyes: "I think it might be just you and I in here for a while. Something tells me that our girl Kristen will be helping Nick out with more than just the drinks." Lisa's mouth was opening in response to Jamaal when Nick came into the spa area with drinks for her and for Jamaal. "We'll be back in a few, guys. There's plenty more to drink if these get low, so help yourselves." Nick offered with a smile and a wink to the both of them. Lisa's mind instantly knew that Nick and Kristen were about to get it on in the same room that Kristen and Jamaal had just used. She wondered how she could not have ever suspected that her friend Kristen was such a slut below the surface. She wondered if Kristen had ever, ever done anything like this before. As she watched Nick turn and walk toward the great room, she felt her loins tingle with excitement at the sight of the young stud. And she secretly envied Kristen for having the guts to openly be willing to get it on with Nick. Because, deep down, she found herself incredibly attracted to Nick's beautiful face, body, and especially his enormously long and thick love shaft. And, as she watched the moderately hairy Italian stud's naked body walk away, she loved the shape of him from the rear. His shoulders were broad and muscular, his back tapered in a prefect V to a thin but tightly muscled abdominal area, and his white ass was perfectly rounded and shaped. His thighs and calves were beautifully shaped and nicely muscled. He was a perfect stud she thought. And, as her mind raced she again envied Kristen, because she thought for just a moment that having sex with Nick would be so hot. Lisa caught her thoughts mid stream. How had this line of thinking taken over her mind in just one day. She was a changed person she thought, especially after having spent the previous night and early morning with Marc. Jamaal smiled at Lisa as he saw her watching Nick leave, and he read her mind. "Looks like Lisa likes what she sees as well!" He chided. "You need to relax, Lisa. Let go! That could be you in there with Nick right now. And, believe me, I've never heard any woman complain about a fling in the sack with him. He doesn't have my technique, but he's a good understudy." Jamaal finished, smiling and putting an arm behind Lisa and resting it on the spa. Lisa took her scotch, which Nick had just given her and she took a long drag on it, feeling it burn and warm her as it slid down her throat. A wave of relaxation settled over her and she looked at the handsome Jamaal and smiled. "What makes you so sure that you know what I'm thinking? I can look at a cute guy if I want, and he's definitely a cute guy. And, just for your information, I'm married and choose not to be in there with Nick. So there!" "Well, don't tell me that your mind didn't just go there, because I saw it in the look that you gave Nick as he left the hot tub, and then again as you watched him leave just now. So, married or not, you're eyes are betraying you. What's more, I saw the way you looked at me as Kristen and I came in here a few minutes ago. Lisa, I don't mean this the wrong way, but you need to let go and relax. If you're here naked in a hot tub with us, you must at least have the tiniest bit of interest, married or not. And believe me, babe, I am sure it killed Nick to sit here with you and not have anything happen. Just like it's killin me right now." Jamaal smiled his handsome smile and Lisa felt herself weakening as she realized that much of what this handsome young black man was saying was totally the truth. She took her scotch and finished the glass, then rested her head back against Jamaal's arm which was still stretched behind her. "I'm sorry Jamaal. I'm only in the hot tub this way because last night we all sat in it naked and didn't think anything about it. Tonight, I thought we were going to go clubbing and then we kind of ended up here when out of no where Marc and the others decided to go to the clubs, and Kristen was already making plans with you. So, I'm sorry if Nick was having a hard time -- but, Jamaal, I just can't, I'm married and I didn't come out tonight to sample the hottest studs at the club I go to. Sorry, Jamaal. But, believe me, being in this hot tube with Nick, and now you....believe me, it's kind of a mixed bag. I mean, you guys are both so hot, and while my body is saying one thing, my mind is saying something entirely different. But, I really am flattered that you would have any interest in someone my age. The two of you are barely out of your teenage years! You could have any girl you want. But, I guess the best way to put it is that I'm taken." Lisa smiled at the handsome ebony stud next to her, and she felt her pussy tingle as her eyes took in how handsome he was. The conversation was interrupted by a deep moan that came from the guest bedroom. "Sounds like Kristen is enjoying round two. Is she always like this? I mean, she was so incredibly horny and like unbelievably passionate. It felt like she hadn't had sex in years, she was so into it. I could definitely get into a girl like her. I envy her old man." Jamal said looking at Lisa, and thinking what a hot fuck she would be. Jamaal's words took Lisa by surprise. She'd never seen this side of her friend, and she wondered again if Kristen had always harbored a dark desire to have wild sex with some really hot looking guy, someone not really at all like her husband. And now, here she was with the hung Italian stud, Nick, apparently letting him have his way with her body, just as she had let Jamaal. "That's not the Kristen I know. Believe me. She's always been very cute, has had guys hit on her, but never gave them anything in return, except a frigid look. And now, tonight! Out of no where she has a couple of drinks and she's like a total tramp. I mean, I know that she's not really a tramp, but I think tonight she qualifies." At that point, Kristen apparently climaxed as there were a series of very loud high pitched moans followed by a series of guttural groans of pleasure that emanated from the guest room. Jamaal's and Lisa's eyes met. He smiled his handsome smile at her and said: "That could be us babe. Just say the word, Lisa." Lisa felt really relaxed, having downed the double scotch that Nick had brought her. And as she looked at her would be lover, she was so sexually attracted to the young black man that she felt butterflies in her stomach and her abdomen was churning with desire for him. His mocha body was perfect, it would be so easy to let go as he had suggested. But, she wasn't a slut. What she had done with Marc was a fluke, and even though she wanted Jamaal, she mustered up enough resolve to say: "Jamaal, it would be so easy for me, but I can't. Because every time you would see me at the club, you'd hit on me, because you'd say 'she's easy, I can take her if I want.'. So Jamaal, sorry." With that, she leaned in toward him and gave him a kiss on his cheek, and then she got up and moved to the side of the spa. "I've got to use the little girl's room. I'll be back." Jamaal watched as Lisa's body emerged from the spa with its perfectly shaped and rounded breasts, firm with nipples hardened with excitement he thought. Her beautifully thin waist, and her fantastic ass made his black monster twitch with excitement. As she walked toward the bathroom, Jamaal quickly got up and went to the kitchen to mix another drink for Lisa. Perhaps she'd change her mind, he thought. Meanwhile, Kristen was lying breathless on her back looking up at her handsome white lover with his absolutely huge love shaft buried deep inside of her drenched vagina. Kristen took in Nick's remarkably handsome face, with its dark stubble covering his finely chiseled features. He was resting on his elbows looking down into Kristen's eyes. He jostled his hips a little, causing his still very hard cock to move within his newly taken lover. "Babe, what did you have for supper? Whatever it was, have more and see me tomorrow. You feel so fuckin good. That was one of the best fucks I have ever had. And babe, you're soooo tight! Your husband's dick must be the size of a needle! I love how your pussy is wrapped around my cock, squeezing it, holding onto it. Kristen, you feel freakin awesome!" Nick let himself down, moving his face to hers, pressing his lips into hers, tonguing her mouth and now wrapping his muscled arms around her. He felt her hands clasp his ass cheeks and pull him hard into her. He loved the feel of this woman, and he knew she loved the feel of his body on hers. Nick and Kristen kissed and made out, and kissed and continued to make out while she ground her vagina onto his massive shaft. Jamaal's nine inch cock was no match for Nick's. Nick had to be a full foot, and his balls were huge as well. What's more, Nick felt much bigger than Jamaal, he was longer and much thicker, and for Kristen, he felt so much better. She knew that Nick was joking when he mentioned her husband's cock being like a needle. But the truth was that it was much shorter and certainly no where near as thick as Jamaal's or Nick's. And, getting fucked by Nick and Jamaal was just like picking a couple of studs out of the pages of GQ Magazine and getting fucked by them. These guys were that hot. Kristen didn't even feel guilty right now. She had always wanted to experience a really hot guy who was also hung like a horse, and now that she had, she felt nothing but excitement at the pleasure each of them had provided for her. For her part, Kristen wanted nothing more than to make each man feel that sex with her was also phenomenal. Thus, as they lay kissing and revving up for another climax, Kristen squeezed her young lover's thick white cock, and she pistoned her abdomen back and forth on his excited shaft. Jamaal had pumped her full of gooey white cum, paving the way for Nick's larger cock to enter her and push even more deeply into her hungry pussy. Kristen felt her orgasm building and she was now clutching Nick's beautiful head as she kissed him passionately. She so wanted her young lover to cum at the same time she did. He hadn't cum as yet with her, and she so wanted to please him. As he pumped and she gyrated on his magnificent shaft, Kristen could feel Nick's body tighten, his breathing deepen, even with her own. She was about to climax, couldn't hold it for another second and at the instant she did, she felt her ripped lover's body go rigid and his massive cock pounded deep into her womb as it pumped its warm cum deep into his married lover. They were both sweating, their bodies drenched with the dampness of intense love making. Now, Nick's shaft had surely swelled to more than a foot, and its thickness was pressing against the walls of Kristen's vagina. She had never felt to totally full, so totally awake sexually. And she knew at that moment that if either Nick or Jamaal ever, ever wanted her again that she would be there for them. But, she especially loved the feel of Nick, his tightly toned body with the very light covering of body hair. He was so fucking handsome she thought. And he felt so fucking good buried inside of her. Kristen's mind told her that after tonight, she might truly be pregnant, but not with her husband's child. But at the moment, she did not care. As Jamaal returned to the spa, he saw that Lisa was not back in the water. He looked toward the hallway, and he saw her shadow on the carpet. Walking in that direction with the double scotch for her, he saw that Lisa was standing outside the doorway and watching the lovers who were oblivious to her presence. Lisa was unconsciously fingering herself as she watched the two beautiful lovers locked in sexual passion. Quietly, Jamaal lifted Lisa's drink toward her and whispered: "I'm telling you Lisa, she's so fuckin hot and horny, it's unbelievable. She fucked me for an hour, took a short break, and now she's fucking Nick like she hasn't had it for weeks! And, he's bigger than I am.....not by a lot." Jamaal smiled and looked into Lisa's eyes. "Okay, by a lot! Want to join me in the spa?" Lisa walked back to the spa as if in a trance. "I just can't believe that that is Kristen. Who would ever have thought? I mean, I just can't believe it. It's like she can't get enough." And then Lisa remembered fucking Marc the night before and the intense excitement that she felt with him. And just briefly, she wished he were there right then, because she wanted to be in bed with him again, to feel his rock hard, veined black cock probing her white pussy. With Marc, she reasoned that not only was the attraction physical and sexual, it was also emotional. And, simultaneous with her body's longing for his beautifully chiseled body, Lisa felt a pang of fear because she was not sure if she could resist the inner urge, the attraction she felt for him. Jamaal's voice took her from her thoughts. "Lisa, I'm not sure what's going on with your friend, but I would guess that she's never, ever had truly satisfying sex. I mean think of it. You know when you've had a really satisfying sexual experience. You just instinctively know that you've had it and that it was great. But, Kristen, she's another story. She might love her husband, but babe, you saw her. She could not get enough of Nick. And, she was the same way with me. I think she's a highly sexual woman who's just never really reached that plateau where she's ever had truly satisfying sex, until tonight that is. I think we're going to be seeing a lot of her around here. Mark my words." And, Lisa knew that Jamaal was right. She walked back to the spa with him, feeling the excitement of watching her friend being totally satisfied by her experience with Nick. And Lisa knew at that moment, that she would have to have Marc again, because sex with him was like nothing she had ever had before. And her sex with Matt had always been good, but last night with Marc had been the best for her ever. As Jamaal and Lisa settled back in the warm spa, she opted to sit across from him this time, hoping to remove just a bit of the temptation he posed to her. But, she found looking directly at Jamaal was just as bad as sitting next to him. He was so freaking handsome she thought. She sipped her very strong scotch, and instantly knew that if she finished it, she would surely pass out. So she determined to sip it. "Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have your way with me? This drink would surely knock me out if I were to finish it. And believe me Jamaal, if I am going to have sex with a cutie like you, I definitely want to remember it." Lisa teased with a smile. At that moment, there was noise at the front entry, and in walked Marc, back from clubbing, and completely alone. "Well, I see you've found your way into the comfort of the spa. But, where are my other two guests?" He asked, fully knowing what the answer would probably be. Jamaal smiled, "They've found their way to the comfort of the guest room, but I can't seem to convince Lisa here that she'd definitely like the warmth of a bed to the warm water of this spa." He smiled in response to his trainer/mentor. Lisa smiled at Jamaal and then spoke to Marc, "And, he's been whining about it for the last hour. I keep telling him that I am married." And her eyes looked directly into her black lover's as she said this. "I don't play around, as a rule. So now he's trying to get me drunk. By the way, where is everyone, too much for them? Did they all call it a night?" "Actually, they did. Not a very resilient group. And, Jamaal, you need to realized that even though you are definitely the hottest stud at the gym, after Nick that is, you can't have every woman you want. You have to respect the fact that Lisa has certain standards, and it looks like you just don't qualify." He offered as he smiled toward Jamaal. " Listen Lisa, I know that Kristen drove you tonight, and if it looks like she's going to be a while and you want to get home, I will drive you. And, I will make sure she gets home safely later, if she decides to leave. Usually, when a lady connects with Nick, they don't want to leave. I need to get some of what he has." He said with a broad smile. Then, "Remember, I told Matt I would make sure you got home safely tonight, and I am a man of my word." Lisa was about to speak when Jamaal chimed in, "Dude, don't be talking to the lady about leaving, I was just starting to wear her down." He looked at Lisa hopefully as he said this. "Jamaal, forget it, I told you, married....sorry. Actually, Marc I will take a ride home because based on Kristen's behavior tonight, it doesn't look like she'll be leaving anytime soon. I can get dressed now if that's okay and that way I won't keep you up any later." With that, Lisa stood and climbed out of the spa, clearly disappointing Jamaal. "Sorry, Jamaal. But, I am definitely flattered that such a young stud would show some interest in an old lady like me." "You might call yourself old Lisa, but that body of yours has definitely not caught up with your age clock. Lisa, you are so freakin hot!" Marc smiled as he took in Lisa's nakedness. "He's right Lisa. And as a member of my gym, your body will stay that way." Lisa noted that Marc looked her up and down, and she felt her loins tingle with excitement for Marc. After toweling off, she dressed and returned to the spa area where she said her good byes to Jamaal. "Maybe I'll see if Kristen wants me again. Nick doesn't usually last very long." Jamaal offered as he watched Marc and Lisa head for the door. Once in the car, Lisa explained to Marc what had happened with Kristen, and how surprised she was at the whole night. Now in the car, Lisa felt a little less woozy from the scotch, but now she was feeling particularly horny as she sat next to Marc whose tightly fitting silk shirt hugged his upper body, accentuating his ripped muscles. "You did very well to stave off the advances of Jamaal tonight. I know he can be very persistent. Were you tempted at all, Lisa? I mean, most women are very tempted by him." "Marc, you said it yourself. I have standards. I am only tempted by a certain few." Lisa smiled and looked directly at Marc as he drove. "That's good to hear Lisa. The same goes for me. Do you want to invite me in for a drink, I can make sure your place doesn't have any intruders before I leave you for the night, alone." Lisa smiled. "You don't give up do you? But, yes you are invited in for a drink, before you leave me alone for the night." Marc looked directly at Lisa for just a moment, and sensed a glimmer of hope. He knew she still wanted him, and would not have offered to let him in if she were not having some thoughts about him. At Lisa's, one drink led to a second and then a third. They talked about Kristen, Nick and Jamaal, Lisa and Matt's townhouse, and about various people at the club. Finally, Marc played his card and hoped it worked. "Well Lisa, I guess I should get going, It's been great having a couple of extra minutes to spend with you tonight. But, I better get going before I have another drink and can't drive. I don't think I could control myself if I had to stay in your house alone with you tonight." Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 05 Lisa was feeling the effects of two additional drinks, but also of how turned on she felt herself to be in Marc's presence. As he got up to leave, she moved toward him and said, "Thanks for bringing me home. I really appreciate it. And, I've enjoyed the extra time with you too. You should know that I did not do anything with either Nick or Jamaal tonight. Believe me, I was tempted, but they just aren't special like you are." "I know Lisa, just one more goal I have for my women. They don't sleep with just anyone." He smiled and bent in toward Lisa to kiss her on the cheek. She, however, used her hands to turn his head so that they kissed on the lips. And when her lips pressed into his, he knew that he was home free. Marc tried to speak, but Lisa would have none of it, and she held his head close to her own as she kissed her black Adonis passionately. He felt her left hand leave the back of his head and trace down his torso, feeling him until finally she grasped his now swelling black member, rubbing it and squeezing it. For Marc, that was his signal to let his hands clutch the white beauty's ass through her skirt and pull her hard into his abdomen. "Lis, are you sure?" Was all he said. Without speaking, Lisa looked at him with a determined look in her eyes and nodded her head in the affirmative. Then, "I want you to spend the night with me, here. After tonight, we can figure out what comes next. But, I have to have you Marc. I hope you don't think I'm a slut. I just have to have you." With that, Lisa slid her hands under Marc's silk shirt, loving the feel once again of his incredibly hard and muscled torso. His body was heaven to her. And her soft but toned white body was total perfection to him. And her pussy, was just perfect as well. They stopped just long enough to undress one another, Marc was naked first and Lisa's heart raced as she took in the beauty of his muscled mocha form, with the thick, black, veined cock already hard and ready for her. And then, Marc slowly undressed the beautiful white wife before him, relishing the sight of her nicely rounded breasts, the firm nipples, the slender waist, the incredible ass. As her skirt slipped to the floor, pooling at her feet, Marc felt his cock jump and press into his newly acquired white lover. He wrapped his strong arms around her just below the shoulders and held her soft body tightly into his own and kissed her intensely and passionately for ten to fifteen minutes, moving his lips from time to time to her ears, her neck, her shoulders. All the while, his cock was pushing into her damp slit, and he could feel his cock's head nestled into her soft pubic hair. This week, he would tell her to shave it off for him, and he knew she would. Tonight, Lisa would become his to use whenever he wanted. And he would want to use her often. And Matt would know that his beautiful white wife, whose family money kept Matt and Lisa in their beautiful house, would belong to the "black prick" Matt so hated and despised. And Matt would also know that there was not a thing he could do about it without upsetting his entire lifestyle, and that of his white lover's. What's more, her husband would probably be at Matt's door in a heartbeat if news got out about their office affair. After several minutes of making out in the living room, Lisa led her black lover to her bedroom. She turned back the covers and then welcomed her naked mocha Adonis into her marital bed, eager to pleasure him, and to have him pleasure her. She lay her soft white body back onto the mattress and submissively spread her legs for her lover. She placed her hands on the sides of his thighs as he knelt black and naked between her legs. He used his right hand to finger her drenched pussy, and he knew there was no need for further lubing of her cunt. Placing his pulsing black mushroom at her slit, Marc looked directly into Lisa's eyes and pressed his huge black manhood into her hungry vagina. "Lisa, I want this to be special for you, because from now on, your pussy belongs to me. I'm not going to do this if you think you can turn this on and off whenever you feel like it. If we do this now, you're mine whenever I want you. You will want me often, and I won't disappoint you, and I know you won't disappoint me. So tell me babe, what's it going to be?" Lisa was breathing heavy with anticipation. Her cunt was electrified, yearning to feel his massive black shaft. "I'll do whatever you want. I'll be yours. Just fuck me Marc. Please!" With that, Lisa felt Marc's thick black manhood once again stretch her vagina's walls as it plowed deep into her drenched love chute. He felt so thick, so big, and entered her so deeply. When his cock reached her cervix, he pushed hard and it was painful for Lisa as his cock poked through her cervix which clamped tightly around the black invader. Lisa and Marc lay locked in a tight embrace for what seemed like twenty minutes to Lisa. Her cervix and vagina adjusted to his huge black shaft, wrapping ever so tightly around it. She loved his feel, loved holding his muscled body. He loved her smell, her soft body, and her super tight cunt. He especially liked the thought of stealing this incredible prize from Matt. And before he would take her for his own on a permanent basis, Marc would be sure to humiliate Matt in a way that would be thorough and irreversible. Ever so slowly Marc eased out of her, pulling himself almost all of the way out. Then, slowly at first and later faster, he stroked in and out of his white wife lover, exciting her abdomen and causing her to climax well before he surrounded her white eggs with his black swimmers. Her body shook as Marc pounded her with his shaft. Sweat beaded on both of their bodies, and they made love for hours, falling asleep for periods of time and then reawakening to start all over again. Lisa awakened at dawn, realizing what she had done immediately, and she had no regrets. She was glad she had let Marc take her yet again. He made her feel like no one else ever had. As her chiseled black lover lay sleeping soundly next to her, she noted his huge black cock, still swollen with its love making from hours earlier. Gently, she moved to it and kissed its thick black mushroom, then licked the veiny shaft, and finally took his black manhood in her mouth, sucking it to life and her lover with it. Yet again they made love. As Lisa sat atop of her black Adonis, the phone rang. It was Matt. Marc made her take the call and talk with her husband as she rode her black lover's swollen mocha shaft. Somehow, Matt knew that something was wrong, but he was afraid to ask, lest his greatest fear be confirmed. They chatted for a few minutes, but Matt knew that she was not really paying attention to him. And he worried, but he said nothing about his worries, told her he loved her and hung up. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 06 Marc left Lisa's place mid afternoon on Sunday, after having spent most of the last fifteen hours naked in bed with her. Matt had called once to talk with his wife, and Marc had made her take the call, even as she sat straddling him with his thick black shaft driven ten inches deep into her hungry white pussy. Marc mused that Matt must have known that something was going on because as Lisa spoke with him, Marc was pumping in and out of her, causing her to audibly moan with pleasure. He smiled up at her, knowing that Matt had to be wondering what was happening. Lisa was doing her best to stifle the moans, but it didn't work very well. For her part, Lisa found that sex with Marc was incredibly satisfying. The novelty of his skin color was part of it she thought, but she also thought that plain and simply, he was remarkable at making love to her. He was so completely attentive to sexually arousing her by kissing her, touching her, and eating her pussy, that by the time he would finally slide his shiny black shaft into her vagina or her ass or her mouth, she had already climaxed several times. Lisa also loved the look and feel of Marc's tightly toned and beautifully defined black body. Sex with him was nothing short of fantastic, and after little more than twenty four hours, she knew that her body was already completely addicted to her new black lover. Marc had told Lisa that he had some errands to run and that he had to stop at the club. But he also told her that he wanted her to use the afternoon to get some clothes together for the week so that she could go to work from his place, as he expected her to live with him for the week until Matt returned from London. At first she protested that she really couldn't do that, that she would have to be at her place, so her family or friends wouldn't wonder about what was going on. She was also worried that people might see her coming and going at Marc's and figure out that she was staying there and sleeping with him. But Marc made it clear that she'd have to make something up if anyone asked, and he expected her to be at his place at six that night, naked on his bed waiting for him, if he wasn't back from his errands. Lisa was terrified at the thought of anyone finding out about Marc and her. But, at the same time, she found herself deeply excited at the thought of spending nearly a week living and sleeping with her ebony lover. She knew that she would do what he wanted. "Oh, and one more thing, Lisa, I want you to shave your pussy. I expect you to be perfectly smooth for me tonight and from now on. You won't regret it, either." He flashed his handsome smile at her as he pulled her robed body into his own, kissing her deeply just before he left. Lisa was probably the most attractive white woman Marc had ever bedded. Her face was just beautiful, and her naked body was absolutely perfect from the nicely rounded full breasts, the smooth and tight abdomen, the perfect ass, and the long slender legs. And, her pussy was delightfully tight. What's more, her response to him sexually was magnificent. He had slept with lots of women over the years, and some of them were absolutely very memorable fucks, but Lisa was by far the most passionate lover he had taken. He smiled to himself as he thought of sleeping with her during the coming week. Taking Lisa for his own was a huge achievement for Marc, given the fact that her husband was an exceptionally good looking guy, who was also on the fast track to becoming a partner in the large accounting firm where he worked. Because of her husband, Lisa was the envy of many white women, both married and single. And, in fact, Matt was the envy of many of his friends because he had bagged such a hot wife himself. So taking Lisa was all the more pleasurable for Marc. What's more Marc had the goods on Matt, and Matt knew it. He knew that Marc could turn his perfect life upside down. He could ruin his marriage, ruin the marriage of his girlfriend Kate, and even ruin his standing with his accounting firm. Unfortunately for Matt, he had been pretty nasty to Marc on the phone, pretty nasty and pretty arrogant. Now, it would be payback time. Marc planned on stretching Lisa's pussy big time during the next five days. But that would be the least of Matt's problems. And, as soon as Matt returned from London, Marc was planning to humiliate the arrogant asshole big time. In fact, Marc had already planned Matty's first humiliation. One of Marc's neighbors, who had actually been a member at Marc's health club for a couple of years until he bought his own home gym, had done some handyman work for Marc at the club and also at his townhouse. Jason, who was about thirty-two wouldn't take any money for his work, and so now, Marc thought Matt might just be the perfect way to say thank you to Jason. He would tell Jason, who had a reputation for liking men, that Matt would be at his service for a couple of hours on a given night. Marc suspected that Jason wouldn't pass on the opportunity to get a very straight, very handsome, white guy acquainted with the pleasures of gay sex with a very well hung black man. Besides, Marc would tell Matt that he'd be the envy of a lot of the gay community who thought Jason was a hunk and would be more than happy to changes places with Matt. Marc smiled to himself as he thought about the arrogant Matt taking it up the ass from a gay black guy. Of course, he would make sure that Jason would get the fun on his webcam. As the afternoon wore on, Lisa had selected and packed enough clothing for the week to bring to Marc's place. She was very nervous about anyone finding out about her being away, and so she planned to spend some time at her place each afternoon, just to provide the appearance of being around. She'd just leave work a little early each day, before going to Marc's. Lisa also had to come up with a story to tell her husband about why she had decided to shave her pussy, seemingly out of the blue. In fact, after Marc had left and Lisa took her shower, she trembled with excitement as she soaped and shaved her pubic hair, obeying the order of her black lover. She mused about what Marc's reaction would be when he first saw her shaved pussy. And she wondered how many other white women had done the same thing for this black Adonis. After she shaved herself and washed the hair down the drain, Lisa fingered herself as she stood in the shower, thinking of how she would now be able to feel the tightly curled jet black pubic hair of her lover pressed hard against her newly shaved, smooth crotch. She'd be able to feel his thick smooth black mushroom as it rubbed against her vagina's opening. And, her excitement grew. As Lisa was getting her make up ready her cell rang. It was Kristen, who had just gotten home from Marc's. She had spent the evening, and she had slept with both Nick and Jamaal, servicing both of them on and off throughout the night and for most of the morning. As soon as Lisa answered, Kristen started right in: "I know you must think I'm the biggest slut on mother earth, Lisa. I just don't know what came over me, because I have never done anything like that before. I guess it was just that I was so relaxed at Marc's, and Jamaal and Nick seemed so nice, and they are both so incredibly hot looking, I guess I just let my defenses down. The drinks kind of helped as well. That, plus the fact that I was so flattered that Jamaal really was coming on to me and I just didn't expect that. But, he really was, and down deep part of me has always wanted to get it on with a real stud. And then, there he was this incredible looking black stud who was really hitting on me, and I kind of just let nature take its course. And, you know what the worst part of all this is Lisa? The worst part is that after throwing my marriage vows to the side, and screwing two incredibly hot studs all night long, I don't have any regrets. I am actually glad that I did it with them, especially Nick. He is so hot, I cannot believe any of this happened. So there it is Lisa, I guess I really am a slut, but I don't have any regrets about it. I actually enjoyed every minute of it with them. I've never had such good sex. In fact, I didn't know sex could be that good. So, now I'm calling you to say I'm sorry I abandoned you last night. I guess Marc ended up giving you a ride home?" This was Lisa's first opening to speak, and fear gripped her stomach as she realized that Kristen knew that Marc gave her a ride home, and Kristen also knew Marc never returned to his place last night. So, Lisa immediately covered with a story. "Don't worry about it Kristen. And of course I don't think that you're a slut. You had to do what you had to do, so don't let it bother you. And don't worry about the ride. Marc was going to some girlfriend's place anyway, so he offered to drop me on the way. He's such a nice guy." Lisa wondered if Kristen believed her, but she didn't care. It was a pretty good like, very believable, she thought. "And Kristen, whatever you do is your business, not anyone else's. So don't expect me to judge you and to think any less of you. Okay? And, I'm glad that you had a chance to have one of your deepest desires realized. Both Nick and Jamaal are nice guys, and believe me, I was really tempted myself. Really." "But, you see Lisa, you already are married to a Nick of your own. You don't have to wonder what sex is like with a stud. Matt is every bit as hot at Jamaal or Nick. And don't think we don't all envy you either. But, I think that now that I have had my taste of the wild side, I'll be good from now on. I have my memories. So what are you up to today, I think I am going to shower and spend a quiet night at home. I can't party like I used to without paying for it." "I am probably going to stop at my parents' place later and then just come back and go to bed early. Nothing special but work all week, and Matt is home Friday night. So, I will go in to the airport to get him. With that, the two friends finished off their conversation, and Lisa packed her final things in her bag, and zipped it closed. She felt so strange as she lifted her suitcase off of the bed, knowing that she was going to spend a week with the new black man in her life. And, she found herself excited at the thought of sucking him and of getting fucked by him, and of spending the night naked with him in bed, and waking with his beautiful black body next to her for the next few mornings. Arriving at Marc's at around five thirty, Lisa let herself into his townhouse. It was clear that he was not there yet, so she went directly to his room with her things and looked at his neatly made bed. On it was a note to her: "Lisa, hang your things on the right side of the closet, make yourself comfortable. I should be home around six or so. Marc" She felt strange reading the note and seeing that another man was talking to her about getting 'home'. She did as the note directed and then Lisa turned down the bed and took off all of her clothes, placing them on a chair. She moved over to a full length mirror that Marc had next to his armoire. She looked at her naked reflection, and she felt good about what she saw. She was pleased that Marc was so attracted to her, and the dark black and blue hickey at the base of her neck near her collarbone confirmed his attraction during their lovemaking. Lisa's stomach felt a touch of anxiety as she wondered if the dark mark would be completely gone by the time Matt got back. Finally, she looked carefully at her now shaved pussy, and she felt a wave of desire for Marc wash over her as she realized that she had done this for him, and she could almost feel his beautiful black shaft rubbing against her now shaved skin, and then entering her love canal. She lay naked on the bed, fingering herself and thinking about Marc, and how much her life had changed in only a few days. As she did this, the she heard the door to the townhouse. "Hello, babe. You there?" "In here Marc. Exactly as ordered. I wouldn't dare do anything differently!" She joked, as she replied to him. "Good girl! I'll be in there in a minute. I've got a little surprise for you." "Okay, I can't wait!" And, she wondered what he was talking about. A few minutes later, Marc came through the doorway into the bedroom, completely naked. He smiled as he spied the beautiful and naked body of his lover on his bed. And the shaved pussy was perfect. For her part, Lisa felt her heart race and her abdomen tingle with lust for this beautiful man as he approached her. He was carrying a round tray with two glasses of champagne on it. This he set down on the night stand, next to the bed. Lisa noticed a small shiny black box sitting between the two glasses of champagne. Marc handed Lisa her a glass and took one himself. "To us babe. The last two nights have been perfect for me. And, I want many more just like them. Lisa couldn't help but wonder what was in the box, and her stomach churned with anxiety, hoping that Marc was not going to give her anything that would somehow be a problem for Matt. Aside from looking at the box, Lisa's eyes also took in Marc's really magnificent body, now noting his incredibly hard and perfectly defined abs, his really thick and bulging biceps and of course, his magnificent black baby maker. Her heart fluttered with desire for the stud in front of her. "Babe, I just got this little token of my affection for you, and I want you to wear it so you'll always have a reminder of me on you, even when we are not together." With that, Marc handed her the shiny black box. She took it and slipping the cover off of it, and saw a beautiful gold bracelet with a gold letter M attached to it. She looked up at her lover, knowing that this represented something that would be very difficult for her to explain to Matt. "Marc, I can't wear this. What will Matt think if I wear a gold bracelet that he didn't give to me?" Lisa felt deep anxiety in the pit of her stomach. What would her husband think? She couldn't do this. "Lisa, hold on for a minute. First of all, it's not a bracelet. It's an anklet. You wear it on your right ankle, and it's a symbol that you're taken by the guy whose name or initial is on it. In this case, that guy is me, but since my first name and Matt's first name both begin with the same letter, you can tell him that you got it with his initial on it, but you and I will both know the truth, while Matt is cool with it." Marc smiled his handsome smile while he looked at Lisa and then he took the anklet out of the box and opened the clasp and without asking her, clipped it around her right ankle. "I mean babe, if you had some other letter on it, then I could understand why Matt would not buy the story. But, we're home free with the letter M." All the while, Marc knew that Matt would immediately suspect and in fact, know where the anklet came from, and he would not dare do a thing about it, even though it would surely drive him crazy. He would know that it was Marc's sign to him that Lisa was his now. Looking at the anklet her lover had placed on her, Lisa was torn. How would she explain such a random purchase? She was not sure. But she also knew that Marc would insist on her wearing it, and she knew that she had no choice. "I'm not really comfortable with this Marc. Matt will definitely be surprised and possibly suspicious. I'm not sure I should wear this unless we are together. Is that okay with you, hon?" "No, it's not okay with me at all. It's a sign that I have taken you, Lisa. And, taken you I have. You told me last night, you wanted me. You said that Lisa. And I made it clear that it would not be a one night deal. And you agreed. Now Lisa, the first thing you need to get used to is that along with my black body and my black cock which you clearly want, there are some other things that come with the package. And the first is obedience. Is that clear? You will obey me, period. I don't really care what you tell Matt, but just remember this. You are not to take this anklet off, ever. If I find out that you have, you definitely will not like what happens then. The only reason you got that anklet is because you did not screw Nick of Jamaal last night, but saved yourself for me. I had that goal for you, and your reached it, I was happy to see. I'll fuck you when and where I want. As far as Matt goes, I am only going to share you with him for as long as it takes for you to get up the courage to tell him that you are no longer interested in him. And, I will be the judge of when that time comes. What's more, from time to time, you and I may do a little more exploring of our own, but I will decide with whom and when. Do you understand?" Lisa was totally stunned. She was completely terrified. What had she done? Had she ruined her marriage? Was Marc serious? She didn't know what she could do, but she was scared of angering him at this point. "I'm sorry Marc. I didn't mean to upset you. I will talk to Matt about this. But, Marc this is all happening too fast for me. Maybe I should not have done any of this, my head is spinning, and I know it's all my fault. I can't leave Matt, I can't do that. He's my husband. Is that what you want me to do? You want for me to leave him and live with you? "Now you're getting the picture Lisa. And believe me, I know. It will be a shock to your system, telling Matt, your family, friends. But, Lisa believe me, in the end you won't regret it. The next five nights will convince you of that. On Thursday night, I bet you won't even want to go back to Matt." Marc said this with a broad smile. Then he knelt next to the bed and using his free hand he moved his forefinger and middle finger into Lisa's pussy and massaged, sending a thrill through her body, and causing her to leave her fearful thoughts for a moment and look again at the ripped black stud at the side of the bed. "Marc, I shouldn't have done this. I can't do this. I have to leave. I have ruined everything. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. Now, Marc's face became stern and he rose from the bed and walked out of the room. Lisa got up and went to the chair and started to dress. But before she got very far, Marc place his laptop on the bed and played the video for Lisa to see. There in brilliant color and very clear sound were the images of Lisa as she begged for Marc to fuck her, took his cock in her mouth and lovingly sucked and massaged it, kissed him passionately as her hands explored his taut black body. "Take a good look, Lisa. If you have to leave, so be it. But these pictures, this video show a Lisa who really is sure of what she wants, my black cock. Now Lisa, I would recommend that you take off that dress, and you lay your pretty white cunt down on my bed and get ready for what we both know we want." Marc smiled at Lisa as he saw the look on her face. Without a word, she did as he told her. Marc straddled his newly taken white wife, and said: "Suck it. You know you really want it." Lisa, almost as if in a trance, used both hands to take Marc's massive black shaft which was not fully erect and she stroked and sucked it simultaneously, feeling it respond immediately to her ministrations. As terrified as she was of what was happening, Lisa felt her vagina coming alive with want and desire. As if he knew what was happening, Marc reached his fingers back to his lover's cunt and fingered her. "I told you so Lisa. Here's the proof. You want me, I can feel it in your white cunt. Well babe, you're gonna get your wish!" Pulling back his cock so it made a popping sound as it came out of her mouth, Marc moved his body into position with his pulsing black shaft poised at Lisa's pussy. "Place it there, Lisa. Now, rub it back on forth on those pretty pink lips." He felt her breathing increase, her chest was heaving up and down. She was rubbing his throbbing black baby maker at her pussy's door. With her free hand, she reached up and grasped his ass and tried to pull his abdomen down and toward her, so that his cock would move into her love slit. "No no, no babe. Not yet! You've gotta get yourself ready for the main course." He said as he pulled his body up slightly and away, just allowing the thick black mushroom to slide back and forth at her cunt. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 06 Thwarted in that effort, Lisa used her free hand to rub up and down Marc's smooth, muscled back. Finally, she clasped the back of his head and pulled his face into her mouth and she kissed his lips passionately, moaning even more deeply as the intensity of her pleasure grew. She could feel her body reaching, racing toward an amazing climax with this black man, and she knew she had to be satisfied. He could feel her body starting to approach climax. And then he said: "Okay, bitch. I'll give you one last chance, after this all bets are off. I can feel that you're ready for me yet again. Kind of surprising based on what you just said a few minutes ago. But, you can back out right now. I won't fuck you, won't ever show any more interest in you. And, I won't even show those pics of us to anyone. Just push my black cock away from your white cunt right now, and I'll back off. And that will be it between us. But, babe, if you want this black meat in you, position it at your door, place your lily white hands on my black ass, and pull the black baby maker home to mommy. Lisa had herself in such a state that she was almost at climax. At first she had started rubbing herself mechanically as she had been told. But once she got the feel of her lover's cock again, she was strangely peaceful, mellow, accepting of the magnificent pleasure she knew it would provide her with yet again. She had not expected the offer from Marc at the moment she was about to climax. The climax was going to be overwhelming, perhaps partly because Marc had made himself so dominant over her. And, in part it was also from the sheer pleasure she derived from his magnificent body. Looking straight into his eyes, Lisa place both of her hands on his ass cheeks, and she did not hesitate. She pulled her black lover's dark shaft deep into her vagina. She closed her eyes and held Marc tightly as his cock pounded into cunt almost violently. Her entire body shook with pleasure. She climaxed well before Marc did, and his staying power yielded several more orgasms for Lisa before he allowed himself to cum in his white beauty. Marc lay upon his white conquest, sweating, and basking in the glow of their incredible lovemaking. "Babe, I meant what I said. When Thursday night comes, you won't want to go back to Matty. Lisa kept her eyes closes relishing the feel of her lover's still throbbing shaft as it filled her white pussy. "Marc, you'll let me go slow with this, won't you?" "Babe, believe me, you will tell me that you want to be with me, before I tell you it's time. Trust me." Marc fucked Lisa more than a dozen times in the next six hours. Her pussy was hot, and sore, but she still could not have enough of him. Only six hours later, she was happy she had decided to stay. She fell asleep with her right leg draped across Marc's legs. Her gold anklet shown clearly in the dim light of the bedroom. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 07 Matt was sick to his stomach when he got off the phone with Lisa Sunday morning. It was clear to him that she was with someone during the phone call. She was definitely not listening to what he had to say; she was clearly occupied with something else. And, Matt was ninety-nine percent positive that that something else was sex. Matt knew the sounds Lisa made when she was getting fucked. He knew the sounds of her satisfied moans as he fucked her, and he knew exactly what the deep breathing and whimpering coming from her mouth meant. And so, Matt knew for sure that while Lisa was talking with him on the phone, she was probably also getting fucked, and it didn't sound like a rape. In fact, it was very obvious that his wife was savoring every moment, was enjoying every movement. It could only have been one person, Marc. And, in his mind, Matt could see Marc making Lisa take the call while he had his black cock planted deep inside her. He imagined Marc smiling, probably knowing that Matt would figure out what was going on, and who was responsible. And he imagined his beautiful wife and Marc naked together, and Lisa being used by that black asshole. And he hated Marc all the more for it. At the same time, he hated himself for being so careless, letting down his guard at the airport, letting Kate grab his ass, and then letting the kiss between them take place. He had been stupid, and got caught. And he hated himself for being stupid. But now, Marc had him tightly by the balls. If he didn't do what Marc asked, everything would be lost. He would lose Lisa, Kate, probably his job, his family would hate him, Lisa's husband would come after him, and he would have to move out, since Lisa's family's money had bought their house. Yes, Marc had him good, and the black bastard knew it. Ever since that call on Sunday morning, Matt had been thinking about how much he really loved Lisa and how awful losing her would be. Kate was nothing but good sex for Matt, but he didn't love her, and he knew that she only used him for sex as well. And as he thought of how awful losing Lisa would be, he knew that he had only himself to blame for all of it. He hated himself for screwing up his marriage, knowing that Lisa was really the only real love he had ever had. And he was terrified at the thought of losing her. For now, he resolved that he would do what he had to do to keep Marc quiet, at least until he had time to think about how to deal with this. But since that call on Sunday morning, Matt had spent the next twenty four hours with his heart aching, his head splitting, and his anger at Marc boiling. Thoughts of Lisa and Marc fucking together consumed Matt. His mind conjured up vivid images of the two of them naked, exploring one another, of Lisa servicing his black cock, submitting herself to him, letting him use her body as he wished. And Matt was tortured by the thought that maybe Lisa felt more satisfied by her new black lover than she had felt with him, her husband of five years. Matt felt sick as he remembered that he had been the one who had taken Lisa's cherry eight years ago. And he knew that she had never had sex with anyone but him, until now. And now, he was sure Marc was using Lisa's body for his own sexual satisfaction, not really loving her, but loving the fact that he could fuck Matt's wife and be in his face about it. Kate had noticed that Matt was distracted, and asked him what was wrong. But she got nothing from him. He had not spent the night with her on Sunday, and she was pissed, but also wondered what was going on with him. On Monday, he continued to seem really upset about something, but try as she might, she could not get him to talk. In her mind, she knew that it had to have something to do with Lisa, but she was not sure what. When Matt's cell phone rang, he didn't realize that it was Marc's number. "Hey Matty boy. How's things in London? How's Katie doing? Don't stretch her all out on me, I want her to be nice and tight. Oops! I just remembered that I heard that your dick is actually pretty average, so I guess I don't have to worry about you stretching anyone out. And, don't ask me where I heard that, cuz I just can't seem to recall." Marc was smiling as he punished his lover's husband who had been so rude to him only days earlier. "You're fucking her aren't you? You're fucking my wife, you bastard. I know you were with her when I talked to her on Sunday morning, and you made her take the call because you got off on fucking her while she talked to me. What's wrong with you? Do you get off better when you humiliate a guy that way? We both know you've got me by the balls, but why humiliate me? Why take my wife and rub my face in it? Just for the record, Marc, I love Lisa, and I don't want to lose her. And, I'll do whatever I have to in order to keep her. So don't think she's gonna be part of your little collection of white guys' wives who you fuck over just cuz you hate whites. "Well, well, well Matty! You sound really pissed! First off, I need to tell you one thing. I have never fucked your wife. Never! Okay? But, since you seem to have figured out the fact that Lisa's tastes have changed, and she now finds that black guys aren't so bad after all, I'll just say that Lisa and I have made love, not fucked. In fact, we've made love repeatedly over the last few days. At first, she felt pretty guilty and wanted to stop. But then, I guess she just couldn't help herself and now it seems like she's after my black baby maker whenever she can get it. So, I guess you could say we've made love pretty much constantly, except for when she's at work, or when I'm at work. She's kind of moved in for the week while you're away. And Matt, I've got to tell you, I've had sex with a lot of women, and I'm not bragging about that, but honestly your wife's body is just incredible, the best. And, her pussy is so freakin tight! Dude, I cannot imagine that Kate is better than Lisa. But Matt, don't worry a bit. I haven't said a word about Kate to her. So Lisa actually feels guilty about the fact that she's being unfaithful to you because she thinks you're totally faithful to her. Sounds pretty twisted, doesn't it? Anyway, this is the deal, once I connect with Kate, I'll put Lisa off. I mean, she'll probably still want my black cock, but if I like Kate, I'll cut you some slack and let you try to win your wife's body back. But, something tells me that Lisa may not really have as much interest in your needle dick any more, now that she's had the real deal, if you get my meaning. " "I can't believe you're fucking telling me that you're screwing my wife, that she's moved in with you for the week." Matt's head was ready to explode. His stomach was wrenched and twisted, and he felt a huge lump in his throat. "You bastard! I can't fucking believe this. I love her! You're just using her and rubbing it in my face. You can have Kate, but I want you to leave Lisa alone. I don't want you touching my wife. Do you hear me?" "Matty, calm yourself before you piss me off again, and you totally screw yourself. This is the deal. You get Lisa when you get back. Until then, she's a big girl who knows what she wants. If she wants my black cock in her tight white cunt, who am I to deny her? You'd be surprised by how much she seems to want it. It's like the girl is a nympho. By the way, just so you know, I took her ass cherry. She told me you never did it. I can't believe you never fucked her ass dude. What's wrong with you white boys? It hurt her at first, but now she loves it! So fucking tight Matt! Have you fucked Kate up the ass?" Matt's head was splitting with rage. His breathing was heavy, his heart was pounding and he could feel the anger and hatred for Marc actually pulsing in his body. The fact that this bastard talked so matter of factly about fucking his wife and taking her ass was killing him. "What do you fucking want from me Marc? Why did you call me? When I get back there, you'll never see or touch Lisa again. But what do you want from me now? I can't listen to anymore of this shit from you." "Okay Matt. This is the thing, I have this friend who lives here in my complex, and he's done some favors for me around my townhouse. He won't take any money, just a nice guy and he says I don't owe him anything. Anyway, what I want to do is show him my appreciation. And, that's where you can help me. I won't say anything to Lisa or to Kate's hubby, and I won't send your pics to your accounting office if you help me out here. And, I also won't ask you for anything else at all. You've got my word on it. "Go on. Just tell me what you want me to do." Matt said, and was thinking about all of the damage Marc could do, after hearing him refer to Kate's husband, the office, not to mention Lisa. "Well, what I want you to do is to join me for drinks with Lisa on Saturday night. My friend James will be there. He's black too, by the way. We'll probably move with our drinks into the spa, and we'll all be naked." At that point, Matt started to say something, but Marc cut him off. "Now, before you even think of going ballistic on me, just remember you've already tested my patience once. Fuck with me again and I tell Lisa everything today, and your life will be totally fucked in two days when you return. So I am warning you to shut your pathetic mouth and listen without saying a word. We'll all get naked and jump into the hot tub. I will sit next to Lisa, and you will sit next to James. Trust me, he will like that. He's not going to be interested in Lisa. You're the one who will get his attention. He especially likes good looking white studs like yourself who have kept themselves in good shape. Don't worry about your tiny white dick. He'll overlook that since you've kept yourself pretty well buffed out. While you're sitting next to him, I want you to reach over and grasp his cock and give it a good stroking. Trust me, it will be hard, or it will harden right in your hand. I've seen his cock before when he's been over here and been in the spa. It's huge, gotta be a full foot when hard, and it's very thick and very black. No one will be able to see what you're doing, since the jets will keep the water bubbling pretty well. If he likes you, he'll suggest that you accompany him over to his place to check out his new home gym. You'll say 'sure", and go with him. All you need to do is to keep James happy for a couple of hours. Just so we're clear, he's a pretty big guy all around as you'll see. He's about 6'4", really ripped, huge package, a woman's dream who happens to have a thing for men, especially white men, as I mentioned. You're going to be his toy for a couple of hours, that's all. As his toy, you will let him play with you in any way he wants, and you will act like you like it. Who knows, Matty, maybe you will end up liking getting a huge black dick up your ass. While you're over there, Lisa and I will have our last couple of hours of personal time together. Just so you know, I will be making love to her for the last time. I won't bother her again. She'll be all yours once again. But trust me Matty, you'll have to work hard to keep her in line. Something tells me that if she doesn't have my black cock to play with, she'll find a replacement. And with looks like hers, there will be plenty of black studs lining up to help satisfy her needs. I'm afraid I've turned little Lisa into a real slut Matt. She doesn't know it yet, but you just watch. Any questions, Matt?" "You're serious, aren't you? You actually want me to be a sex toy for your gay black friend? Tell me you're just fucking with me Marc. Please don't do this to me, dude. Please. I can't do this. Please, I'll do anything but I can't let a guy fuck me. I'm not a fag. I can't do stuff with a guy. Please, Marc." "Matt, let me know now. Is this a go, or do I get to work letting everyone know about you and Kate?" Matt's head was spinning. This bastard was fucking his wife and now, to add to that humiliation, he was blackmailing him into letting some gay black dude play with his body for a couple of hours. His stomach was churning, and he felt nauseous. But he knew he had no choice. He whimpered, "Yeah, it's a go." "I thought it would be. See you in a couple of days, stud. Oh, by the way, if James decides to have some friends over while you're there, you should know that James learned when he was growing up that's it's polite to share your toys with your friends." Matt could hear Marc laughing as he hung up. For his part, Matt felt the humiliation creeping up his neck in hot waves. The thought of being used by a huge black man, of being his white sex toy to humiliate and degrade was almost too much for him. But, he reasoned in his mind that if it meant that he could have a shot at making things alright with Lisa, then it was worth it. Lisa had shared Marc's bed with him, and everything else for three nights. She had spent some time each afternoon at her own place, and no one seemed to have any idea at all that she was not at home during the evenings. At first, she had felt tremendous guilt and fear over the whole thing, being unfaithful, sneaking around with Marc to restaurants and out to a movie. But now, after three days, Lisa also knew that sex with Marc was so totally satisfying, that she felt it was worth the risk. He made love to her in a way that Matt never had. He brought her from one orgasm to another. And this he usually did first with his wonderfully skilled tongue and then he chased it with his massive black shaft. She especially liked it when he was on top of her and used his elbows to prop his upper body up at an angle from hers as he deep fucked her and stared into her eyes without saying a word. His huge cock filled and stretched her, and she loved taking in his ripped black body as he slowly pivoted into and out of her vagina with his thickly veined baby maker. Lisa knew that most of the women at the health club would give anything at all to be in her place. They all talked about Marc, and how hot it would be to spend a night in bed with him. And she knew first hand that everything they imagined about Marc was true. Sex with him was absolutely all that the women imagined it would be. As she drove from from her and Matt's place yet again to her black lover's on that Wednesday afternoon, Lisa found herself getting wet as she daydreamed about her lover. Other than the one threat of exposing their love making to Matt and her family using their secretly filmed first love making session, Marc had been perfectly calm and kind and understanding of Lisa. He had given her the chance to leave, and he said he would not expose her, but she was so ramped up with desire, she opted to stay. But in the back of her mind was the fear that he could always use the video of them. Still, Lisa knew that in only a few short days she was in many ways a new woman. She now knew absolutely that she looked forward to having Marc satisfy her every evening for hours. She loved his looks, his body, his face, the feel of his muscled frame on top of her. She especially loved servicing his throbbing black cock. She loved the look of it when it glistened with her saliva on it. She loved the very thick and round mushroom head, and the feel of that head as it parted the lips of her vagina. Feeling his thick and stiff shaft ever so slowly move deep into her was just thrilling for her. And, Lisa knew that without Marc, love making would be very dull and routine for her. She arrived at Marc's just as he was on his way out the door. "Where are you headed honey?" Lisa asked Marc, as she nearly walked into him. "He smiled, put his arms around her allowing anyone in the complex within view to see the ripped black stud embracing the beautiful sandy haired white woman. He kissed her deeply and passionately, holding the kiss for nearly a minute. "Babe, I am just going over to James' for a couple of minutes. I have figured out a way to pay him back for all the stuff he's done for me. I'll be back in about ten minutes." "Okay hon, I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom." Lisa smiled her beautiful smile at her lover and winked at him. "Actually, why don't you stay dressed and we can grab a drink and a sandwich somewhere. Babe, once I get naked with you tonight, I don't want to have to interrupt things with having to eat." He smiled his handsome smile at Lisa, and kissed her softly on her cheek. She felt her loins awash with desire for him. "Okay, I'll be waiting." Lisa went inside and put her things on a side table by the door. It was almost like a second home for her, Marc's place. She stared into his bedroom, and noted the king size bed and thought of all of the love making that she had enjoyed in there with her handsome black lover. How her life had changed. While she still loved Matt, she knew that she loved sex with Marc as much. In the background, Lisa could hear talking, some type of noise. It was coming from the office area next to the guest bedroom. Lisa walked in that direction and knew that what she was hearing was coming from the computer speakers. It almost sounded like a sex movie of some sort, sounded like a woman about to orgasm. Lisa wondered what Marc would be watching something like that for on the computer. As she entered the room, indeed the computer screen was filled with the video of a beautiful woman, a beautiful white woman who was being fucked wildly by an incredibly ripped young black man. The images were clear and the fucking certainly seemed real, not like staged porn. Lisa took a seat in front of the computer screen, and looked carefully at the images of the stunningly beautiful interracial couple fucking. The young woman's body was beautiful, creamy white, beautifully shaped, and proportioned. The young black man possessed a remarkably toned and defined body and the tool he was packing was huge, thick and long. Neither of their faces was in view, but the camera was slowly scanning up the body of the ripped young man, about to reveal his face. Lisa's mouth dropped when she realized that it was indeed Jamaal. Here was an incredibly hot video of Jamaal in action with some really beautiful white woman. Lisa noted how hot Jamaal's body looked as he fucked this woman. The noises coming from the woman certainly indicated that she was loving it. The camera captured Jamaal's tightly defined body pumping back and forth, plunging his massive tool into his white lover. Now as the camera scanned up the woman's body, her beautifully full breasts came more clearly into view. Her soft blond hair, and to Lisa's horror, her face. It was Kristen on this video, being fucked by Jamaal. She was moaning like crazy, now begging him to fuck her harder. She screamed out and her body twitched as it reached orgasm. Jamaal's black hands softly squeezed his white lover's breasts as she orgasmed and he shot his baby seed into her at the same time. The picture faded back some and a website name appeared across the pictures. Clearly, Kristen and Jamaal's pictures were part of a pornographic website. Lisa's head spun in horror. She blinked her eyes in disbelief. The video moved into a group of stills, and there amongst the stills were pictures of Kristen kissing Jamaal, sucking his cock, on all fours getting fucked, and lying naked with her black lover. There were more, but Lisa looked away in horror. She knew instantly what was going on. Just as Marc had taped her sex with him secretly, so too had he done it to Kristen and Jamaal. What's more, he apparently had his own pay porn site, and whether Kristen knew it or not, her pictures were up for sale for anyone interested in paying. Lisa clicked on several of the stills, and she looked at her friend's body as it was in various states of servicing the young black stud, Jamaal. "Like them?" Marc's voice from behind Lisa startled her. I posted them this morning. Your friend Kristen has been quite the star all day long. Her pics are bringing in a mini bonanza for me. I hope her husband doesn't look at these sites, cuz if he does she's really fucked. But, you've got to admit Lisa, it's better than porn, because Kristen and Jamaal are really doing it and enjoying it. So, it doesn't have the artificial quality of porn." Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 07 Lisa was now angry. She didn't think Kristen had a clue. "Does she know about this site Marc?" She asked directly and angrily. "I can't believe she does. And are the pictures of you and me on here somewhere?" "Whoa, Lisa. Trust me, our pictures are not on here. At least, our faces are not. I did throw on a few pics of us doing stuff, but I promise you that I made sure neither of our faces is showing. And babe, we look pretty fuckin hot!" Lisa was now really angry. "Marc, I had no idea. What if someone recognizes me? What if they show other people? What happens then?" "Lisa, how is anyone going to know either of us without a face? Be serious! You would probably not recognize us if you saw our pics. So relax. What's more, hot interracial pics are very hot money makers. So, it's a win win situation. I was going to tell you babe, but not just yet." "And when were you going to tell Kristen? Her face is showing." "Let's get something straight here Lisa. Don't ever take that tone with me, okay? I did not harm you in any way. And as far as your friend Kristen goes, she's pure and simply a cheap white slut for black cock, period. End of story. She has fucked about twenty black guys that Jamaal has introduced her to in the last four days. She can't have enough of them. She's called in to work sick so she can get fucked. I don't know what happened to her, but she deserves anything she gets. She's a complete whore, okay? You wouldn't fuck Jamaal or Nick the other night. She fucked them both, and then has spent the last three days fucking every black guy she's come near. As far as our pictures go, they're safe. No face pics, and I have saved the videos for you to watch sometime. Maybe Matty would like to see them with you, take a few pointers on how to really satisfy his beautiful wife." "Not funny. I'm pissed, Marc. Have you filmed us all week?" "Babe, the cameras are always on, but I haven't had time to look at anything. Do you want to watch us?" Lisa was near tears, her head was pounding, her stomach was in knots. Finally, she broke down in sobs, wondering what she had done to her life, and where would it lead. Marc moved to her and embraced her. "Babe, it's really alright. I told you there'd be a lot of changes. You just need to trust me. Your face is going no where. You are completely safe. Kristen, wouldn't care even if I told her, cuz she will never give up the sex she's getting now. Please, babe. I didn't mean to upset you. He used his finger to raise her chin to his face, and he kissed her hard on the lips. At first she did not respond, but it took only about twenty seconds of his tongue and lips to weaken her, and she was responding to her lover yet again. "Babe, I will show you the pictures later, you will see. It's just two faceless interracial lovers doing their thing. That's all. I promise. And believe me, it more than pays the bills. So, no harm done. Really. I love you, babe. I would not hurt you. Trust me." Lisa looked into Marc's eyes, wishing that she could fully trust him. But she was not sure. She felt a pang of guilt, knowing that Matt would never do something like this to her. And now she felt both guilt and fear that what she had started with Marc was bound to end in disaster. She felt herself longing for Friday, when Matt would be home. Maybe this would all go away then. Maybe Marc would leave her alone. But, then Lisa wondered if she could really just walk away from the incredible sex with this ripped black man. She wasn't sure. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 08 Marc scrolled through the pictures on his website showing the stills of Lisa and him in various stages of lovemaking to Lisa who was standing behind him. He had been telling the truth, at least in what he showed to her. The pictures were actually very hot, showing their contrasting skins and their nicely toned bodies, some were shots of Lisa's torso, riding Marc's hugely thick black shaft. Seeing a picture of Marc's very black, saliva covered, and very erect cock as it was partially inserted between her pink lips and into her vagina, was at once very erotic and sexually stimulating for Lisa. She felt her vagina tingle as she realized that it was a real picture of her and Marc making love. And, making love with him felt so good. After he showed her a couple of dozen shots of the two of them, Marc then moved on to videos of Kristen. It was absolutely clear from the movies, that Kristen was completely loving having sex with a variety of young men, mostly black with some white guys as well. It was like she had turned into a nymphomaniac. "Babe, I know I did not tell you about this, but believe me, it makes excellent cash for me, and the people doing it make a nice piece of change as well. Kristen will as well. And, it's pretty clear she's loving it." "I'm sorry, Marc. I didn't mean to have a melt down; I guess I was just surprised and afraid. If anyone ever saw those pictures and knew it was me, I would totally freak out. But, you're right, no one can tell anything from what you showed me. I'll be okay. This is all just so new to me, and I still feel a lot of guilt about Matt you know. I mean, he is my husband, and I know that I have loved my time with you, but I'm still feeling wicked guilt. I never thought I would be unfaithful to him like this." "Babe, I understand. But, you're staying with me because for the first time in your life, you're exploring stuff you never dared to try before, and you're liking it a lot. I can tell." He smiled his handsome smile at his white lover, and her face showed him that she was melting again with desire for him. "Lisa, for me the last few nights have been perfect. I have loved being with you and making love and feeling your beautiful body against mine, and I can't stand the thought of it ending in two days when Matt gets back. And, I bet that you will be thinking about me every time you have sex with him. You watch, you will be wanting my black cock deep inside that pussy of yours, and not his little white dick." "Marc! Would you stop saying that. He's not little. He's just not as big as you, okay? It's not his fault. But the other thing is, he hasn't had the experience you have had, and it's more about how you use that magic black wand inside of me than it is about the size of it. So there! You're just more talented than Matt is. To be honest, it's the way you make love to me that has me addicted to you mister. And, I guess it's also your ripped black body, your handsome face, and your cute smile too! Lisa leaned into Marc as he sat at the computer, and she kissed his thick neck, and she ran her hands across his shoulders and down his muscular black biceps. She felt her abdomen tingle with desire for him. Marc got up from his seat and embraced and held Lisa tightly, kissing the top of her head, then down her neck. This caused her to shiver with desire for Marc, and she knew that it would be very difficult breaking away from him. She loved the feel of his magnificent body, and the feel of his total attentiveness to her. He knew just how to arouse her to heights Matt had never been to with her. "Let's go into the bedroom, hon. I want you in me. You've got me all excited again, and you did this on purpose didn't you?" Lisa flashed her beautiful smile at him, and Marc was thrilled yet again that he had stolen this incredibly beautiful woman from her perfect white husband. "No you don't! We're going out for a couple of drinks and just a light meal..I'm going to need my strength tonight." He smiled and hugged her, noting her disappointment on her face. "Babe, this is not all about sex you know." He said, kidding her with a serious face. "Besides, before Matty takes you from me, I want you to get an idea of what else is out there sexually, and how much you're really been missing by being tied down to Matt." Lisa's eyes showed her concern. She was not sure what Marc meant, but wasn't sure she wanted to find out 'what else is out there.' "Babe, relax. There you go with that look again. I just want you to do a little sampling from the buffet, okay? I mean, you took a chance, tried me out, and look what's happened. You've been sleeping with me for four nights. So, I just want you to get a feel for what you've been missing." He smiled mischievously. "I'm perfectly satisfied with you, mister. I don't need to try anything else." She said a little nervously. But, Lisa knew that Marc would get his way and she would do whatever it was he wanted her to try. But she could feel the butterflies in her stomach. It was over drinks and appetizers that Marc told Lisa that he wanted her to swing with him and another couple that night at his place. He said that he knew that at first she might not like the idea, but told her that he'd be there the whole time, just with the other woman. And, he assured her that the guy she would swing with would probably be the hottest guy she had ever seen. He went on to tell her about the young couple. The woman was twenty and the young man was nineteen, and they were already at his place, probably making out in the spa. The two of them worked out at his club and that's how they got together in the first place. Marc had suggested the swing to them as a special treat for Lisa, he told her. He wanted her to realize that there was more to sex than just Matt or even himself. And, Marc told her that the young stud he had picked out for her was physically perfect. Jeray was about 6'4", 200 pounds of solid muscle on muscle, an incredibly handsome face, an absolutely enormous cock, about 14 inches Marc laughed. And, he was a very black, black man. Every woman in the club wanted him, Marc joked. Marc told Lisa that he knew that she would love Jeray and he would absolutely love her. In fact, Marc told her that Jeray had asked about Lisa after he first saw her at the club. Jeray's lady was a beautiful white girl who seemed to have an interest in only black men, and Marc was flattered that she and Jeray had agreed eagerly to swing with Marc and Lisa. Lisa's stomach was in a turmoil. She knew exactly who Jeray was. And she had seen his girlfriend Terri as well. They were a striking couple, and Lisa had to admit that Jeray was every bit the hunk Marc had described him to be. Except, he was like a kid to Lisa. Yes, he was an incredibly good looking kid, but she felt old compared to him. "Marc, are you sure. I'm not sure he wants an older woman like me." Lisa was at once excited and nervous. "Be serious Lisa. Trust me. He wants you, badly. Really. Just give this a try babe. You will love it, trust me." Lisa knew there was no point in arguing. But her stomach was in a knot. And she felt her loins awash with desire for the young stud. She couldn't believe her reaction. Was she becoming a slut, she wondered. "I'm not sure about this Marc. I'm feeling kind of slutty. Are you sure this is okay with you? "Lisa, welcome to the real world. Couples swing all the time. It's mutually consensual. You are just becoming a swinger, that's it. Not a slut, babe. Definitely not a slut. Marc smiled to himself as he drove the two of them back to his place. He knew that Lisa would absolutely love getting fucked and used by Jeray. In truth, Jeray had asked about Lisa, and commented that he would like to get a piece of her someday. For Marc, Jeray's girlfriend was really the interest at hand. Marc had wanted to fuck her from the day he saw her, but Jeray had moved in right away. Now, Jeray would get his wish, and Marc would get his. What's more, the icing on the cake would be the pictures of Lisa getting fucked by Jeray, of her creamy white body intertwined in a passionate embrace with Jeray's jet black muscled mass. Marc would crop the pictures so that the faces of the passionate lovers would not be shown, but he was certain Matt would recognize his wife's body. He would be sure to include pictures of Lisa's hands grasping Jeray's massive black manhood. Maybe a close up of her ring finger with her engagement ring from Matt and Jeray's cock as the backdrop. Marc smiled broadly as he thought of how that pic would rip Matt apart. He loved the fact that Matt would be powerless to do or say anything. Marc would revel in the knowledge that not only had he taken the innocent Lisa, he had also introduced her to yet another black lover who surely would at once use her roughly and at the same time satisfy her much more completely than her pathetic white husband. Marc knew that if Lisa and Matt ever did get back together, Matt would always know that his wife had been a whore for black cock, that she had been taken and used freely by black studs; and he also knew that it would always eat away at Matt's sexual confidence, wondering if he could ever satisfy Lisa after her experiences with her black lovers. This was perfect, Marc thought. When they entered Marc's place, Lisa was immediately taken back by the incredible beauty of the two lovers in the hot tub. Terri was absolutely stunning. Her beautiful blond hair was just at shoulder length, and it framed an incredibly beautiful face. While the water hid her body, Lisa knew that that too would be perfect. What's more, Jeray was even more handsome that she had remembered from seeing him from across the club. His neck was extremely thick. His shoulders and biceps were beautifully formed and amazingly muscled. She knew that the rest of this young stud's body was just like the part above the water line of the spa, perfect in every way. But, what truly convinced Lisa was when Jeray stood in the spa and greeted Marc and her. He smiled an incredible smile as water cascaded down his amazing body. The definition was remarkable, and when Lisa's eyes focused on Jeray's fully erect manhood, they nearly popped out of her head. Marc smiled as he saw Lisa's eyes widen in amazement. Jeray's coal black shaft was bigger than any cock Lisa had ever seen or imagined possible. The tip of it was beautifully rounded and thick. It had to be fully fourteen to fifteen inches. Lisa knew she could never, ever accommodate that kind of cock. She wondered how Terri did, if she did. Lisa felt her heart pounding and her loins tingling in anticipation. She knew what was expected of her tonight. Tonight, Marc wanted to share her with Jeray, and her job was to satisfy him in any way he wanted. And, Lisa was certain, that Jeray would satisfy her in even newer ways than those Marc had. Turning to Marc, Lisa's face had a look of fear. "Marc, he's so big. I can never take him. I mean, having you is one thing, but he's incredibly big." Marc smiled, "Did you hear that Jeray? That black club of yours has her scared Lisa." They all laughed. Terri was laughing as she said, "That's exactly what I thought, Lisa. Baby steps, that's all you need to remember. And once he's deep inside you, you will absolutely love it, believe me." And she reached up and gave the head of Jeray's massive black cock a squeeze. "Lisa, why don't you get us drinks, and we can get acquainted for a few minutes. Are you guys set or do you need refills?" Both Jeray and Terri said they were good. Lisa, did as she was told, feeling for the first time, a little like a servant to her master. When she returned with the drinks, Lisa noted that Marc had already undressed and was seated next to Terri and had an arm around her back, and his other hand was clearly under the water and stimulating her pussy. Before Lisa could put down Marc's drink, she noted that Marc turned his head into Terri and began to kiss her passionately as he continued to work on her clit with his fingers. He ignored Lisa when she put his drink next to him on the spa's edge. "Whoa, does he move fast." A smiling Jeray commented. "Come on in Lisa. I was hoping we could get together from the first time I saw you." Lisa shed her clothes and was pleased to hear Jeray voice his approval. "Oh Lisa, so nice, so nice! I think we are definitely going to have a good time tonight girl." She felt flattered that such a young stud would actually be pleased with her. She also felt relieved. She wasn't sure he would really like what he saw, especially with Terri sitting right there. What's more, as Lisa looked at the remarkable physical specimen in front of her, she felt her loins gush with desire. Lisa climbed into the spa and sat directly next to Jeray. Her eyes met his as he turned his handsome face into hers. "I'm goin real slow with you Lisa. You tell me if it hurts even a little. I don't want this to be our only time. I definitely want you coming back for more." With that said, he moved his charcoal face toward hers and his thick lips locked onto hers, and his tongue invaded her mouth, dancing with her tongue. His huge hands were instantly all over her, She felt almost swallowed up by the massive frame of this huge black man. She had all she could do to respond adequately to Jeray. He was simply a massive guy, so much bigger than Marc, and certainly Matt. As her hands played across his smooth black skin, all she could think of was how truly massive and muscular he was and how was he ever going to fit that thing inside of her. It was truly immense. But she wanted him desperately to do it. He had her completely aroused in what seemed like seconds. For his part, Jeray had a style of lovemaking that was totally unique. She felt his body all around hers. She felt as though she was little more than a rag doll compared to him. . And his kissing was phenomenal. She could not get enough of it or of him. He had her so completely aroused from just kissing, that she felt as though she might orgasm just from the kissing alone. Her mind was whirling. Up until this very minute, she was convinced that Marc's lovemaking was fabulous, something beyond compare. And now, as Jeray's huge, jet black, massively muscled body enveloped her, she was amazed that he had managed to bring her to newer levels of arousal that she did not think were possible after Marc. But here it was. Jeray's lovemaking, his incredible body, his gentle yet forceful touching, rubbing and massaging, coupled with his absolutely marvelous kissing was confirming for her that Marc was indeed right, once she tried sex with yet someone else, she would enjoy it very much. And here and now was the proof with this ripped and muscled Adonis. Jeray's fingers had found their way to her drenched pussy. She was twitching and shaking as he kissed and fondled and stimulated her. This was like nothing she had ever felt before. She felt her body racing out of control, and she knew that at any moment she would orgasm right here, in front of Terri and Marc and Jeray. As her impending orgasm raced toward her loins, Lisa found her hands searching desperately down Jeray's body in search of his massive love rod. She had to feel it, to touch it, to hold it, to squeeze it hard as she felt her orgasm hit her. He had pulled his mid section away from her because he wanted her first orgasm to be without the aid of his love wand. But, Lisa's hands found it and the feel of it, the realization that this absolutely huge, granite hard, shiny black cock was real and that she was holding it pushed her over the edge completely. When Lisa came, Terri and Marc stopped and looked at her and listened to her screams and shouts of pleasure. She was shaking and twitching in the spa, screaming and moaning. And still, Jeray's arms encircled her, his hands and fingers manipulated her pleasure, and his mouth assaulted hers with passionate kisses. He smiled as he backed off just a bit, allowing Lisa some room, as her hands now furiously stroked up and down on his magnificent shaft. Very gently, Jeray lifted Lisa's body out of the hot tub and carried her to the guest bedroom. The whole time, her hands held his huge black baby maker, and her lips were stuck to his as the two new lovers kissed passionately. Once he had dried Lisa's body off, he lay her beautiful creamy white body onto the bed and stood at the edge taking in her beauty. "Lisa, you are so intensely beautiful. I want this to be perfect for you girl. I am going to go slowly. And you are going to love it." For her part, Lisa lay back, just now breathing more easily. She looked up at Jeray's magnificent body and held up her hands toward him. He first straddled her body, allowing her to mouth and lick and spit saliva on his black shaft. She stroked it using both hands in long strokes back and forth. She kept this up for ten minutes, marveling at the immense size of her lover's penis. Jeray felt his orgams beginning to well up from his balls. But he was not going to shoot on his lover's face or in her mouth. This first time, he would fill her cunt with his cum. Now, using his knees between her separated legs, Jeray lookd down on his beautiful white lover as he separated her legs even further. He placed his hands on either side of her torso, near her full and rounded breasts. And Lisa watched in amazement as the massive black shaft was positioned at the opening to her vagina. "Girl, just remember, I am going to go slowly and you are going to let me know if it hurts, and I will stop. You will take all of me eventually, and we will both love it. The thick mushroom popped into Lisa, and she felt a thrill as she watched the incredible black stud ever so slowly pushing into her, stretching her. She placed her creamy hands on his smootly muscled ass and massaged it. "Jeray, I can feel you stretching me, but it doesn't hurt. In face, you feel so good, perfect. Lisa said, smiling up at her young lover. "I know you're going to like this, I'm already liking it." He smiled his ridiculously handsome smile down at her and Lisa pulled hard on his ass, trying to pull his fully engorged member into her. She breathed in steeply as his cock plunged six inches deeper into her, but she savored the feeling and told Jeray through teary eyes, "You feel so, so good Jeray. Like nothing I have ever, ever felt before." Now about nine inches of his love wand were buried inside his new lover. He was pressing hard at her cervix, but Marc had done the same and actually pushed into it fairly easily now. "The cervix will hurt girl. But you will adjust. He pushed forward and more deeply into her and her eyes continued tearing, but she was loving his feel. It was like a hot poker inside her, and it felt so good there. "Jeray, pump in and out of me a little, spread the lube around. You feel so good in there. He followed her request and at first it actually burned and hurt, but Lisa said nothing. Instead, she moaned loudly with pleasure, and she perceived Jeray moving in more deeply with every inward and outward plunge. Finally, after ten minutes of careful inserting, he was there. Jeray held his rigid black member deep in Lisa's womb for another twenty minutes and did not move it at all. Instead, he kissed her, licked her breasts, gently sucked her nipples, and he let her love canal learn his size before he taught her how good it would feel when he fucked her beautiful white body. For her part, Lisa felt as though she might as well have a baseball bat rammed up her pussy. He was thick and huge. That was it. And, he felt absolutely magnificent. Lisa was now moaning loudly with the pleasure of feeling Jeray's huge black cock in her, his kissing, his touching. Her orgasm was building, and she began to swivel her hips, to motion her pelvis up and down to feel his manhood move in her. And it felt so good. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 08 "Okay girl. Here we go. Jeray slid out of his lover very slowly, letting her love juices lubricate his incredibly hard shaft. Fucking this white woman was so pleasurable for him, feeling her soft whit body, seeing her beauty, feeling her responsiveness to him was so exciting. She was really much more responsive than Terri, and he loved her feel. Finally, Jeray had pulled his massive onyx shaft all the way out of Lisa's stretched cunt. Now he was going to venture in again, but this time, he was not as gentle, and Lisa screamed in pain and pleasure as he moved more quickly into his lover. He watched her face carefully, but she did not seem to want him to stop, even when he reentered her cervix. And, she felt so fucking tight. He loved it. Now, Lisa had wrapped arms around his thick neck and she pulled his handsome black face to her own as she kissed him with abandon, feeling him plunging his massive rod into and out of her red hot cunt. She was moaning so loudly, Marc stopped making love with Terri and listened for a moment, and smiled knowingly. Lisa couldn't stop her orgasms. Her first came only moments after Jeray had started to piston into and out of her. She held onto his hugely muscled black body, kissing his mouth, biting his neck, pulling his ass hard against her, savoring the pain and the pleasure. She screamed and moaned, and she came time after time as she forced her ravaged cunt to grasp tightly onto the black invader that was changing her life forever. She so wanted to squeeze Jeray's cock in such a way that he too would recall sex with her as among his best with any woman. It was important for her to make this the best for him. Both lover's were sweating when Jeray's jizz shot deep and warm into Lisa's raw vagina. As she felt his cum coat her loins, he seemed to slide more easily in and out of her and now the pleasure by far outweighed the hurt. And now that he had cum, Lisa felt excited that he had. She felt her next orgasm building as Jeray's cock seemed not to soften and he kept pummeling her pussy. The lovers continued fucking, and as their orgasms subsided, Jeray stayed hard in Lisa, and she and he continued kissing and holding one another, tightly, excited by the pleasure and satisfaction they had given to one another. After climbing on top of Jeray's remarkably hard body, Lisa settled herself down onto his black shaft, greedily taking it all, deep into her womb. The each came multiple times, and found one another remarkably satisfying. Lisa fell asleep with Jeray's cock buried deep inside of her. Even when he fell asleep, his black shaft did not soften totally, and still filled his lovely white lover. Lisa awakened several times during the night, but did not move from atop her lover. She so envied Terri. Lisa's body wanted Jeray to itself. Her mind felt the familiar guilt and she knew that while her body wanted the sex Marc and Jeray offered, her mind wanted Matt back, and her old life. Matt vomited when the first pictures opened on his phone. While he could not see the faces of the lovers clearly, he knew the woman was Lisa, but the ripped black body builder was not Marc. He was way too big and muscular to be Marc. It was painful for Matt to scroll down the dozens of pictures that Marc had sent. And the final picture of the shapely white beauty apparently asleep atop of the very black body builder with his cock lodged in her vagina caused Matt to weep. What had he done? He had been the cause of this. He had been unfaithful first, and had been for months now. He deserved this. But now he realized how much he loved his wife. As he wept, Matt still knew that he wanted Lisa back, and he would even let Marc's friend fuck him, if that would but him an opening, and time to figure out a way to get her back. As he looked a final time at the picture, Matt wondered how many men Lisa had fucked in the last few days. Was it just Marc and this guy, or were there more. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 09 Lisa awakened Thursday morning, after having spent most of the night sleeping atop of her new black lover, Jeray. His huge black body had been her bed for the night, and his massive love tool still was lodged deep in her vagina. She noted that Jeray still slept peacefully, and she took a moment to admire his physical beauty. His rock hard torso was sculpted perfectly, with his thickly muscled pecs and wonderfully defined abs. Lisa felt her legs resting atop of his black granite thighs. And, most of all, she felt his warm and pulsing black cock still residing deep within her now seriously stretched white pussy. Jeray's left arm with its bulging bicep rested atop of Lisa's back, with his hand covering her right buttock. She felt as though her small body was enveloped by Jeray's large frame. He really was a massive guy in all ways, and Lisa considered that even with his cock flaccid, it was stretching her much more that Matt would fully erect. As Lisa lifted herself gently off of Jeray, she tried not to awaken him. She moved ever so slowly, feeling his very thick black baby maker withdrawing from her married pussy, and his arm slipping from her back. In a way, Lisa wished she didn't have to head into work. She would gladly spend the entire day with Jeray, making out with him, submitting her body to whatever he wanted from her. He had been so gentle with her, so attentive to pleasing her. At first, her mind was spinning, thinking that in a few short days she had transformed from a loving wife to an unfaithful adulteress at Marc's hands, and now he was sharing her with Jeray, and she felt like a tramp and a slut. But, after the first hour of their lovemaking, Lisa found that her body couldn't have enough of Jeray's, and Lisa wondered if there was something wrong with her. On the one hand, she knew that if her family ever found out about what she had done, they would disown her, and yet, at that moment, she didn't care. Her body had been so awakened by the extraordinary sex of the past several days that she didn't care what anyone thought of her – at least not at the moment, she didn't. She felt conflicted as she lifted her body upward. At once, she felt her loins awash with desire for the incredibly built and remarkably hung black stud below her whose cock, even soft, was providing her pussy with such pleasure as she lifted herself off of him. Her movements served to excite Jeray's cock, and it pulsed to life, pushing hard against the walls of her vagina, even as it was being withdrawn from her. He stirred, turned his head, but he did not awaken. And Lisa's pussy came alive as it sensed new life in her black lover's cock. She so wanted to pleasure herself yet again, to use his magnificent black body to quench the fire that his cock has started once again in her loins. But, she knew she had to go. Ever so slowly, Lisa made her way to the guest shower. She passed the master bedroom where Terri and Marc had spent the night. She felt a twinge of jealously, thinking that her lover had essentially swapped her for the younger woman. As she passed the bedroom door, she heard Terri's moans, and Lisa's anger rose with the sense that Marc was only using her for her body. She wondered if his and Terri's pictures would join the others on the website. With that thought in mind, Lisa made a detour to the room Marc used as his office. As she entered, she noted that the computer was on with the screen saver illuminating the darkened office. She moved the mouse, and was taken back by what she saw. She was watching a live feed, apparently to Marc's porn website. The picture was of Marc and Terri making love in the master bedroom. He was atop the beautiful Terri, whose moans could be heard over the nearly muted computer speaker. Lisa watched with a mixture of jealously and anger and even lust as she observed her black lover of the past several nights. The two lovers made a very handsome pair. Everything about Terri's body was perfect, from her gorgeous face to the perfectly rounded breasts, one of which Marc was at that moment sucking as Terri's moans and breathing rose, to her long and shapely legs. And, the contrast of her skin with that of Marc's was dramatic and at the same time very erotic for Lisa to see. And while Lisa felt some real jealousy that Marc was with Terri, she also felt anger that he could so easily cast her aside for the night. What's more, Lisa felt real fear now, because just as she was watching a live feed to Marc's site she knew that Terri probably had absolutely no idea that the pictures were being sent to the site. In fact, the pictures of the entire night had probably been sent and were being bought by viewers who chose to join his site. Now, real terror filled Lisa because she knew in the depth of her stomach that her own love making with Jeray that night had to be somewhere available on the site as well. Lisa clicked on the link to live feeds, and quickly scanned the pictures available. Sure enough, there was the image of a sleeping Jeray, totally naked and stunningly handsome. Her eyes focused immediately on his huge jet black love shaft that lay across his left leg. Lisa clicked on the image and it filled the screen. She clicked the start session link, and to her complete horror, there she was completely naked and on her knees, lovingly servicing Jeray's magnificent black cock as his black hands gently held the back of her head, her sandy colored hair contrasting with his jet black skin. She fast forwarded, watching in horror and terror as she saw their bodies clearly, even in the low light of the bedroom. Clicking the action back to normal speed, she heard herself screaming at what must have been her first orgasm while riding the incredibly hot black stallion with the huge ebony shaft. Her mind revisited the pleasure she got from Jeray as she rode him and he arched his body forcing his thick black baby maker deeper into her womb while using both hands in squeezing her breasts. Lisa's stomach was in turmoil and she felt the lump in her throat. What would anyone who knew her think or say if they got access to this. Marc had lied. The site must also have had nightly feeds of their love making, paid for handsomely by people who watched that stuff. But, just as she felt the anger well within her, what could she do but obey Marc's wishes. He could ruin her life with these pictures. She would beg him to remove them, or to somehow obscure her face. Now, a terrified Lisa reset the computer to its feed of Terri and Marc, and she went to clean up so she could leave for work. But now, Lisa was a nervous wreck to say the least. She would talk with Marc about it when she got back from work that evening. This would be her last night with him before Matt arrived home. She couldn't have her pictures out there, he would have to help her here. She was so conflicted over this, because it truly did seem as though he loved her up until now. He had been so kind, so loving, so gentle with her. When they had made love together, he really seemed caring and sensitive, and she had come to really love the feel of his ripped body, his really thick, long and deliciously black cock. Now, it seemed almost as though he liked her best of his current crop of women. But Lisa worried, maybe now Terri might be on the verge of replacing her. Further, it was almost like Marc felt like he owned her, and he could share her with other guys when he felt like it. Lisa's body still craved Marc's, there was no doubt. But, she was afraid what the price of making love with him would be for her. Her gold ankle bracelet with the large gold M on it was feeling more like a ball and chain. And now, the day before Matt returned, Lisa was getting anxious about seeing her husband. They had had a couple of awkward conversations since the infamous Sunday conversation when she was riding Marc's cock and he forced her to take the call from Matt. Lisa sensed that Matt knew something was up, but then again she thought it might be her imagination. In any case, she had that added worry in addition to the web cam pics to think about. Matt had not slept with Kate for four days now. He was sick over what was happening in his life, feeling like a puppet at the hands of Marc the black puppet master. For her part, Kate knew something was wrong, but did not push Matt. She knew it involved Lisa, but he adamantly refused to talk about it. So for the majority of this business trip, Kate and Matt worked and ate together, but slept in their own rooms. It was nearly eleven on Thursday night, the day before she and Matt were to fly out of Heathrow in the early afternoon, getting back into Boston in the early evening on Friday. Kate had called Matt and was hysterical. He had a hard time understanding what she was saying, but told her he would go right to her room. Arriving at Kate's room, Matt knocked and the door swung open, revealing his beautiful lover in a lace nightie and nothing else. Matt felt sick as he took in her beauty, and knew that it had been his downfall. But here she was crying and hysterical. "Matt, he's left me. Rob has fucking left me! I've called him three times this week, and he hasn't taken any of my calls, and he hasn't called back. And just now, I read this email from him, and he said that when I get home, I'll find that he's moved out completely. He said he doesn't want to be married to me anymore, that he's found someone else. He said that it's not me, it's just that he's found someone else and doesn't want to be married anymore. Then he said he was sorry, but he just couldn't pretend to love me anymore." Kate's crying and sobbing escalated when she finished. Matt embraced her, held her. He didn't know what else to do. He was in a state of shock himself. Kate and he had started flirting playfully four months ago, nothing serious. Then, somehow it got to be serious flirting. Then, they went for drinks while on one of their trips to London, and they ended up in her bed. They'd been fucking almost every day since. All the while, Kate left Matt with the impression that Rob would go completely crazy if he ever found out about them, so she always insisted that they play very discreetly. And now, here was Kate, hysterical because her husband had apparently informed her via email that it was over, and he had moved out. Matt was just stunned. But now, a ray of hope entered his life. As he held his former lover, even though he had not told her yet that he too did not want her anymore, he thought that in a way, Marc's plan to bribe him had just lost a huge bit of leverage. If Marc wanted to inform Kate's husband, so what! The guy could not care less now. In fact he'd probably be happy that his soon to be ex wife had found someone else also. "Kate, try to calm down. When this all settles down, you'll be okay. I've had my own problems with Lisa this week, and I guess you can tell that I'm not myself. But this will all work out for you, Kate. Just be tough, Katie." Matt kissed her forehead and hugged her, and he felt a huge weight lifting from his shoulders, the more he thought about this. He had fucked Kate for three months, maybe four. He had been unfaithful first, but now he knew that Lisa had also been fucking around as well, and definitely with more than one guy. Now, they were both even in that sense. He started to think that he could have a heart to heart with Lisa, try to work things out. He wasn't sure if she even wanted to, but he desperately hoped she would. He loved her, he now realized. And, he would do anything he had to do to keep her or to win her back. The pictures of her fucking Jeray were etched in his mind, and his heart ached. But, now he had hope. As he held Kate, Matt wondered if Lisa's new sexual experiences had awakened within her desires that she could not control. Maybe she would not want him anymore. Maybe, she preferred black guys now. After all, Matt thought that Lisa had been taken by Marc and Jeray, two different men, but both black. Although he didn't know Jeray, he knew he was black, and the pictures of Jeray's manhood made it clear to Matt that he was no competition in that department. ­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­ Lisa knocked gently on the door to Marc's room and entered. "Sorry, just have to get my clothes." She headed toward the closet while neither Terri nor Marc paid her any attention. He was in the process of fucking Terri in the mission position, and she was making sounds like she couldn't have enough of the black stud plunging her with his foot long ebony shaft. Lisa knew first hand that Marc had an amazing way of making love. And, she felt both a touch of excitement for Terri for what she knew Terri was feeling, and she felt a tinge of jealousy and anger, knowing that even though she had had Jeray who was wonderful last night, Marc had cast her aside for fresh pussy. Quickly, almost like she couldn't get out of there fast enough, Lisa grabbed her outfit for the day, her underwear, pantyhose, and heals. She felt her face redden and her neck heat up with embarrassment as the man who had "taken" her, the man who had given her the golden anklet with his initial on it, was now fucking another woman, and he failed to even take time to recognize her. Granted, Lisa had just spent an incredible night with Jeray. "Babe, I apologize. I totally forgot to shut off the live cams in the guestroom while you and Jeray were in there last night. But, I can tell you that your escapades brought in just over twenty-five thousand for the night. Not bad, Lisa. You could make some serious money if you wanted to, with someone like Jeray or me. On the other hand, if you were with a white guy, you'd be lucky to make a few thousand bucks. There's something about a ripped and hung black guy with a beautiful white babe that brings in the cash. And you Lisa, are a really beautiful white woman. As far as shutting that video down, is there really a point? I mean, lots of people have already seen it. It's out there. People have copied it into their personal collections. So, shutting it down won't do a thing, except lose me some serious cash. Besides Lisa, do you really think your upper class white friends would even go to a site like mine? I doubt it! And if they did, they wouldn't recognize you, trust me. Even if they did, they would be convinced it was a look alike, not the real Lisa. Lisa felt the anger surging up her neck. The heat spread to her face. She had been at work all day thinking about what Marc would say, hoping that this would be easy. Now, that she was back at his place and that tramp Terri was gone, Marc was still not showing her any respect. "Well, you know what Marc, I think I'll just get my things and go. I can't keep this up, knowing that you're using videos of me to make money. This was a huge mistake. And I know that you can put the screws to me, ruin my marriage and estrange me from family and friends, but if you do, there are some steps that I too can take. And since I will have nothing to lose, you can bet that I will." Lisa moved toward the bedroom she had shared with Marc since Saturday so she could collect her clothing. He smiled at her as she walked by him, clearly pissed off. For her part, she could feel her head pounding. She felt betrayed, angry, scared. She was terrified of what Matt would say, feeling certain that Marc would share lurid sex pictures of her frolicking with Jeray and with Marc as well. But, she knew she had to leave now. This had all become too bizarre for her. First she allowed herself to be seduced by Marc, and then Kristen had been taken by Jamaal and Nick, and god knows who else. Lisa felt her body sweating with anxiety and fear of what she had done and what a mess she had made of her life. She closed her bag, and turned to leave and was stunned to see Marc in the doorway to the master bedroom. Her mouth dropped as her eyes took in Marc's incredibly formed naked body. His magnificent black cock was flaccid and hung fully nine inches from his crotch. Its length was one thing, but its thickness was something else as well. His ball sack hung low and his thick balls could be seen on either side of his veined black baby maker. Lisa felt a stirring in her abdomen, her stomach, and she felt almost breathless. That beautiful cock had explored places inside of her body where no other had ever been, and the pleasure she had had as she submitted her white body to that ebony shaft was unforgettable. Sinceshe had joined Marc at his place five days earlier, she had come to long for the pleasure he had provided her as they lay naked in his bed, exploring one another's bodies each evening. Right now, her eyes seemed to be hypnotized by his massive manhood and she stared at it for more than several moments while she stood motionless, holding her bag. Almost reluctantly, she pulled her eyes up his beautifully toned and crafted mocha body, not missing the thin, tight waist, the incredible abs, the muscled chest, his thick neck, and finally his remarkably handsome face. She was almost shaking with desire for him as he stood there. She knew she had to leave, she wanted to leave. She was angry with him and with how he had seduced her and changed her life. But Lisa wondered as she stood there if this black stud, standing in front of her totally naked and smiling at her could read her mind. Did he know that she still desired him and his body immensely? "Lisa, your memory is either very short, or you just don't get what we talked about earlier in the week. I gave you the chance to leave without any repercussions. I didn't want you to leave, but I sensed that maybe you were not sure you could do this whole affair thing and eventually let Matty know that he had to share you or not have you at all. So, I gave you the chance to cut your losses and leave. In fact, I told you on two different occasions that you could leave, and there would be no problem at all. And both times Lisa, you decided to stay. You stayed even after I told you that if you did, you would have to do what I wanted you to do. I told you that I would give you time to break it to Matt, that I would let you do it when you felt you could. I also told you that I would introduce you to stuff that you had never done before, like the partner swap that we did last night. By the way, it's pretty clear from the video that you loved fucking Jeray last night. I mean, you were totally all over the guy, in fact you slept on top of that stud with his fat black cock still lodged in your married white pussy. It wasn't a problem for you to spread your legs for a ripped black stud, to take his fat black cock deeper than any you have ever had. No, you didn't seem to mind that at all Lisa. In fact, if you look at the video of you and Jeray, it's pretty obvious that you were absolutely all over the guy, as much as he was all over you. You were way more responsive than the average white wife is. And that kind of tells me something about you Lisa. All of a sudden, you've discovered that sex with real men, real black men is way, way better than you are used to with Matty boy. It's just an obvious fact, Lisa. And speaking of your responsiveness Lisa, that is one thing that you are way ahead of any woman I have been with. You are so freakin horny and responsive that sex with you this week has been amazing. Don't get me wrong, Lisa. I am definitely into you and your beautiful white body. But your responsiveness is over the top compared with most women. I mean, you obviously can't get enough of me, or of Jeray last night, for that matter. So Lisa, be serious. Do you really think you're going to leave all of this because you're pissed about some videos on a website that no one you know will ever visit? If you walked out of here, I guarantee you that you'd regret it even before you get back to that perfect place you've called home for the past five years. Lisa' it's pretty clear to me that you have loved every moment we've been together. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 09 Besides Lisa, that expensive gold anklet that you let me put on your pretty white leg really does mean you're mine to use as I want to. And right now, I want you on your knees, cuz I am going to have you suck this fat black cock that you're having such a hard time keeping your eyes off of." Marc stood up straight from leaning against the door jamb. His broad shoulders squared and his muscled chest expanded, and he moved a few steps closer to Lisa. He stood about two feet in front of her, naked with his massive ebony shaft starting to stir. Lisa felt a touch of fear because she knew he was right about a lot of what he had said. She still held her bag, but said nothing. Her eyes however scanned her lover's body, taking in its black beauty, and of course its awakening veined penis with the very thick mushroom tip. Marc stopped in front of her, and placing the palms of his hands softly on her shoulders, he looked into her eyes and then down at his now erect ebony shaft. Lisa's eyes met his, and followed his down to his beautiful cock. She was shaking now, knowing how much she wanted to leave, knowing that she was afraid this would never end, and knowing that she desperately wanted to suck her lover's cock just one more time. "Suck me." That was all he said, and he gently pushed down on her shoulders. Lisa allowed her body to be pushed down. She felt her bag meet the floor, and she let the handle go, taking instead her lover's cock in her hand. She closed her eyes as she felt her knees on the floor, and opening her mouth wide, she took her lover once again into her mouth, hesitantly at first, then hungrily. Using both hands, Lisa pumped and pumped Marc's rock hard shaft as she tongued it and sucked it lustfully. While she did, she felt an incredible wave of desire for Marc spread through her body, and she felt her vagina flood with her love juices, yearning for this huge black satisfier to plunge into her yet again. She felt Marc's hands gently caressing her head, and she heard is groans of satisfaction as she greedily sucked her lover. She knew she was doing a good job because Marc's cock had swollen to a huge size, filling her entire mouth. It was really amazingly hard she thought. Now, she was overtaken with the desire to satisfy him in a way she had not done before. She wanted this encounter to be most memorable for him. In her mind, no matter what happened, she wanted to be the best white wife lover he had ever taken, the one he would always remember. Things were definitely headed in that direction. Marc's body was arching as his cock pumped in and out of this beautiful white wife whom he had claimed for his own not even a week ago. He was moaning with pleasure as Lisa used her mouth and one hand to stroke and suck him. Her free hand was caressing his muscled thighs, his wonderfully round black ass, and skimming across his sharply defined abs. She loved the feel of him, and just touching his beautifully muscled and defined body made it so her own body could not wait for his cock to pleasure her deep within her white pussy which was now dripping her warm love juices, in anticipation of welcoming his thick black penis. She could feel her hardened nipples rubbing against her blouse, she could feel the heat of desire for Marc welling up through her torso from her loins that were now tingling with desire for this beautiful black man to take her and use her again. And she was loving feeling how hard and how thick she had been able to make his cock, a sign to her that she was truly satisfying him. Lisa could sense that Marc was about to shoot his warm gooey cum into her mouth and onto her face and hair. She marveled at how much cum he could spurt from his black shaft. When Matt came, he shot a good sized load, but with Marc, it seemed to keep on coming and coming. If she were not on the pill, she would be pregnant in one session with Marc, she was sure. His body was tightening and tensing as his now massive and granite hard ebony shaft was preparing to shoot its prize. Lisa was proud of her work, and now all thoughts of leaving prematurely were gone from her mind. They could work out the website issues some other time. For now, all she wanted was to lose her clothes, and spread her creamy white legs for her mocha lover so he could slide his thick black love pipe deep into her love canal. She was truly addicted to this guy, she knew it now. Squeezing Marc's hard cock now with both hands, Lisa stroked her hands back and forth holding him as tightly as she could, anticipating the shiny black mushroom's impending explosion. Feeling Marc's body tighten, his cock swell and become absolutely rigid, Lisa decided to try something she had not done to her lover before. She continued to hold his massive black shaft with both hands, noting the stark contrast between her soft white hands and his jet black cock. Up until that moment, Lisa had avoided having her teeth make contact with her lover's cock. Instead, she made her lips and tongue do the work of servicing him. She was afraid that her teeth might cut or hurt it. But now, she deliberately bit down on his huge love rod, and dragged her teeth back and forth just hard enough to add another sensation to her rigid lover. When her teeth ran across Marc's thick black mushroom, she could feel his body jerk and twitch with the feel of the new sensation. For his part, Marc had never had a woman bite down onto his cock. The feeling was just too much for even him to handle. Her teeth dragged across his shaft in a way that caused his orgasm to overtake him. Marc's hands tightened around Lisa's head, and it happened. His thick, warm, gooey cum exploded into her mouth. He pushed his cock hard into her throat and he held his cock deep inside Lisa's throat, causing her eyes to tear. Lisa could feel the courses of cum squirting into her esophagus, warmly flowing down to her stomach. After holding himself inside of Lisa for thirty seconds or so, Marc withdrew his massive black member, which was still pulsing small amounts of cum as his orgasm began to subside. Taking himself with his right hand, Marc squeezed what cum was left in his foot long cock, and rubbed it all over Lisa's face, smearing his love juices all over his lover's pretty white face. Lifting his beautiful white lover to her feet, he wrapped his thickly muscled arms around her, and the lovers embraced in a passionate kiss, with Lisa's hands running up and down Marc's naked back, his ass, his upper thighs. She loved his feel, and his kiss was serving to hear up her loins, flooding them with her love juices. As he kissed her, Marc's face was being smeared with his own cum that he had streaked all over Lisa's face. Lisa lifted her arms as Marc pulled her blouse up and over her head and off of her body. Instantly he pulled her bra off as she pushed her skirt and panties down. Now, her shapely creamy white body stood naked, except for her heels, in front of her black lover. "Does this mean you're going to stay, babe?" Marc smiled, and Lisa felt his still hard cock pushing against her abdomen. "Are you going to make it worth my while, mister?" Lisa responded, also smiling. "You know I will, babe. Tell me, how are you going to explain it to Matty when he realizes your pussy is kind of stretched out and can't grasp his little white dick the way it used to? And, after almost a week of making love with me, how are you going to adjust to fucking your husband again? Face it babe, every time he slides into you, you're going to be thinking of hot much hotter it is between you and me." Marc was still smiling, but Lisa already knew that what he was saying was true. Sex with him was so totally satisfying, she wasn't sure she could ever really adjust to the routine kind of sex she had had with Matt for the past couple of years. She knew this was only a week old, that there was some thrill associated with the affair, and some thrill associated with the taboo of screwing a ripped black stud. But, at the same time, Lisa could not ever remember having craved the feel of Matt's body and especially his cock the way she was consumed with thinking about the feel of her black lover and the way his massive ebony baby maker made her feel when it was working its magic deep within her. "Marc, I told you already, he's not small. I mean, he's not as big as you are, but before we started dating in college, he had a reputation among the ladies on campus for having a really nice cock. Granted, he doesn't carry the monster you do, but it's nice. And, yes you are right, I will be thinking about you every time we do it. I love Matt, but this week with you has been so incredible Marc. Now, if you can just ease my nerves and get rid of those videos." Lisa said this, and looked into her black lover's handsome face. He really could easily have been a male model. He was so striking in his appearance. "Lisa, we can talk about that. But, maybe Matt will do the same thing as Kristen's husband has done. You didn't see the video we got with Kristen, her husband and Jamaal did you?" "What are you talking about? What video?" Lisa, asked as Marc put his arm around her, cupping her ass cheek and moving her toward his bedroom with him. "Her husband got home like three days ago from his business trip. I'm not sure exactly what happened, or how it happened, but Kristen basically told her husband that she had had sex with Jamaal and that she did not want to give it up. You have to know yourself that giving up what you and I have had for the week would be tough, I mean I think you've really grown to love the visits you get from my friend down here, don't you? Anyway, somehow, she convinced him to be part of a threesome with Jamaal and her. That took place here this morning, and there's a hot video of them together. The husband basically sat by at first and watched as Jamaal and Kristen went at it. I have to tell you Lisa, no brother I know would ever, ever let a white guy fuck his lady while he stood by watching it. You've got to excuse me, but white guys are pussies when it comes to letting a hung black guy seduce and possess their women. You'll see for yourself later. It's really the strangest thing I've seen a husband do. But, he kind of just sat there jerking himself, then he basically went to work and licked Kristen's pussy clean of Jamaal's jizz, giving her an orgasm while he did it. Then, he took Jamaal's cock and.....well, I think I'll let you see for yourself. But right now babe, I want you to spread those beautiful legs of yours. I mean, we only have one night til hubby gets home." "Marc, you can't leave it there. This is too much for me to process. I can't believe Kristen's husband just watched her fuck Jamaal and then joined in......you've got to finish." Lisa was at once puzzled and disturbed that Kristen's life seemed to be turned upside down in only a matter of days. And did her husband really go along with this? Lisa lay flat on Marc's bed, hoping that he was going to say more about Kristen and Jamaal and her husband, but Marc answered her request by laying his beautiful black body atop of hers and kissing her passionately, without saying another word. Lisa's thoughts immediately switched to sex with Marc as she felt his growing shaft grinding into her abdomen. Without thinking another thought about Kristen, Lisa's soft white skin was in contrast with her lover's ebony color. Her hands travelled up and down his back, feeling him, squeezing him. Within only moments, Lisa felt the now familiar thick black mushroom as it parted her labia and pushed into her dripping pussy. Once again, she marveled at how thick her lover was, at how his cock stretched her and made the walls of her vagina tingle as he entered her. As Marc pushed all the way into Lisa, she held him lovingly, relishing the pleasure he was giving her. Now on his elbows, her ebony lover looked deep into Lisa's eyes as he effortlessly stroked in and out and caused her to moan deeply as yet again his black shaft reinforced in her mind how incredible it was to make love with this black Adonis. She pulled his face into hers and kissed him frantically as she felt her orgasm building. Somewhere in the back of her mind were thoughts of guilt. Somewhere there were thoughts of Kristen and her husband submitting to a life change that was momentous. Marc and Lisa made love non stop for five hours. It was eleven at night when Lisa's cell rang. She and her lover had been dozing together when the phone rang. When she saw it was Matt, she took the call, standing beautifully naked in front of her black Adonis. "Matt, what are you doing up, it's got to be like four in the morning in London. Can't you sleep? " "Just wanted to tell you how much I love you, hon. Can't wait til tonight. Are you asleep? "No, not yet. I'll probably go to sleep now. I miss you too. I want you inside me hon. Can't wait." She felt guilty as she looked at Marc, naked on the bed, smiling up at her. They talked for a few minutes, and she told Matt she'd see him at the airport. Lisa returned to her lover's bed. "Don't say anything, Marc. I do love him, and I feel wicked guilty for what I've done this week. It's like I'm torn. I guess you know that I've loved my time with you, but Matt's my husband, and I feel awful that I've been this weak. I know that doesn't make any sense, but I do feel guilty." Marc smiled at Lisa. "Babe, I know you feel guilty. I'm glad we did this, and I hope we keep doing it. Something tells me that we will. Who knows, maybe Matt will be like Kristen's husband. But, actually I kind of doubt it. Kristen's husband is unique, I think. "Speaking of that, can I see that video? I can't believe she's totally changed. And her husband, that's another whole thing in itself. Marc turned on the flatscreen in his bedroom and called up the video from the computer, directing it to the TV. Lisa sat with her mouth agape as she watched Jamaal and Kristen and Kristen's husband all entered the hot tub naked. Jamaal's huge cock hung in stark contrast with Kristen's husband's, which looked tiny actually. Kristen made out with Jamaal in the hot tub as her husband watched. The three of them climbed out and went to the bedroom where the video continued. Finally, there it was. Kristen was being fucked by the handsome and ripped young Jamaal as her husband watched from the foot of the bed. Kristen was moaning, screaming in pleasure. The video showed a beautifully trim and defined Jamaal lying atop of his pretty white married lover, plunging his cock in and out of her, his ass cheeks squeezing together with each plunge. Kristen's white legs were hooked abound Jamaal's black legs above her. Lisa thought Kristen's husband looked pathetic just standing there by the bed. Physically, his build was much smaller than Jamaal's. He was really very good looking, and his body was very nicely toned, but he was just much smaller, standing at only about five ten, contrasted with the much taller and broader Jamaal. What's more, while he watched his beautiful wife get fucked by the twenty one year old stallion, he was stroking his cock, which had sprouted to about six inches, and not very thick either. Most remarkable to Lisa was how he licked his wife's pussy after Jamaal had fucked her without a rubber. It was obvious that Jamaal had emptied a huge load in the pretty white wife. Kristen's husband had cum spread all around his lips and cheeks. And then incredibly, he moved from his wife to Jamaal, taking the young stud's twelve inch long and very thick black manhood in both hands. For his part, Jamaal lay back on the bed and watched with Kristen as her husband began licking and sucking Jamaal's cock , cleaning it of Kristen's love juices and Jamaal's. He sucked and sucked as Jamaal's thick black manhood stiffened again as it filled the mouth of his lover's husband. Lisa watched a shocked Jamaal look at his lover Kristen with a puzzled look on his face, as he was apparently stunned that her husband was sucking and licking him. When Kristen's husband had sucked Jamaal's cock clean, he continued to stroke it as he now sucked first one of Jamaal's thick black testicles and then the other. His tongue then set about licking Jamaal's large ball sack, cleaning it of any love making residue. He then moved again to Jamaal's cock, continuing to suck and stroke the black stud until finally, Jamaal's mid section arched upward, his hands reached out and covered Kristen's husband's head, pulling it onto his rock hard black cock. Lisa's eyes widened in amazement as Jamaal was now actually face fucking Kristen's husband whose mouth was swallowing the massive black cock and whose hands were stroking it up and down. Finally, it was clear that Jamaal had cum yet again, this time into the mouth of his lover's husband. For several long moments his black hands held the man's head onto the black cock that it had just brought to orgasm. Jamaal's eyes were closed, his muscles all taut as his body savored cumming into the mouth of his white lover's husband. He had never been sucked by a man before, but if felt awesome. Lisa felt her loins surge with lust as she took in the picture of the ripped black stud with his muscles all flexed at the peak of his orgasm. Jamaal was indeed a beautiful man to look at. Kristen seemed stunned as well when her husband moved up the bed now, and climbed on top of his beautiful wife with her magnificent figure, her beautiful blond hair and her remarkably round and firm breasts, kissing her passionately, clearly sharing her lover's cum, now dripping from her husband's mouth. He looked to Jamaal and asked his permission to fuck Kristen. At first the black stud was surprised, then he smiled and looked at Kristen and nodded his permission. Kristen lay back as her husband immediately plunged his much smaller white cock into her and fucked her as hard as he could while his mouth continued to transmit into her Jamaal's seed. Lisa realized now that Kristen's husband had completely submitted himself to the dominance of Jamaal as his wife' lover. She was stunned. As she stared in disbelief, she noticed the gold anklet on Kristen's right ankle, with the large gold letter J attached to it. She also recalled in horror that Kristen had told her only last week that she and her husband were now totally off birth control as they wanted her to get pregnant and start a family. Lisa's stomach was sick with anxiety for her friend. She knew Jamaal would not care in the least about any child born to Kristen and him. Jamaal was basically still a boy, a boy with an amazing body and a huge black cock that he would get serviced whenever he could. "So babe, do you think we'll see Matty boy sucking my nuts anytime soon? Remember what I said about my experience with white husbands. When it comes to their wives being taken by a black guy, they back off. " Marc smiled as he teased Lisa with the question. "I can't believe it, Marc. I can't believe it. And she let him do it. That's incredible. But, to answer your question, Matt would never do that, ever." "We'll see, we'll see." Marc smiled at his lover and said nothing more. To be continued......... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 10 Lisa and Marc slept several hours into Friday morning. Marc's live cam, feeding his website, showed a handsome couple, a study in black and white beauty, sleeping comfortably together in his bed. Lisa lay on her back, a picture of feminine beauty; a stunning face complemented by her perfectly formed body. Her frame was soft, with a hint of athleticism. Her breasts were nicely rounded, not overly big, but certainly not small. It almost looked as though she'd had had them enhanced, but they were clearly, naturally her own. Her nipples sat atop nice brown discs and appeared to be excited. Her torso was smooth, firm and tapered to a very small waist, sitting atop nicely flared hips. And the view her pussy offered a view of absolute perfection. A smoothly shaved slit that mightd fantasize would yield wonderful pleasure to the ripped, black male lying next to her. Lisa's slender legs were creamy white and slightly spread apart only. Marc, lying on his stomach, had his muscular left thigh crossing Lisa's lower left abdomen and upper thigh. His dark mocha color leg contrasted nicely with Lisa's creamy complexion. Marc's flaccid, black manhood lay between separated legs his visible for the website's viewers to observe; a full, thick nine inches. For the viewer, the beautiful couple was about to come alive on the site. Marc stirred, raising his head and checking the clock on the nightstand. Looking light at his latest married acquisition, Marc lifted his leg from Lisa and lifted himself above his lover of the past six nights. He knew of web cam watchers would love what he was about to do. He was driven to put on an erotic show for his audience, knowing that Lisa's husband, Matt, would probably be one of his viewers. Marc had texted Matt the site's address, intent on humiliating Lisa's husband and ensuring that he would have a miserable flight back from London. Marc smiled to himself as he bent down toward Lisa's perfect breasts, taking her left nipple gently between his dark lips. He licked it lovingly, waking her from her brief slumber and bringing his lover to life. As Marc sucked Lisa's nipple, her hands came up, one resting on her black lover's head and the other running across his muscled shoulder and sliding down to his thick bicep. She was clearly relishing his beautiful black body. She kept her eyes closed and moaned in approval of what Marc was doing. "Haven't you had enough of me, Marc? You're always so horny. I have to go to work in a few hours you know." she moaned dreamily, seeming to like what he was doing, even though she was exhausted. "Babe, I'm never going to get enough of you. Besides, I don't want you to forget me when Matty gets home. So, I have to work on creating memories you won't forget." Marc was lying on his side, his head over Lisa's torso, continuing to suck her breast. Her hands were becoming more active as they explored his upper body. She playfully pinched his pitch black nipple, causing him to laugh. "That's it, babe. Keep that up." In the meantime, as Marc played with Lisa's nipples with his tongue and lips, the long black fingers of his left hand moved down her body and found her pussy. In a moment, his fingers had invaded her very wet vagina, massaging, rubbing and circling her slit. Her body responded immediately, twitching with pleasure. Lisa's eyes opened and looked directly into Marc's. His head moved toward hers, and the two lovers locked in a prolonged and passionate embrace. He moved atop her, spreading her soft, white legs and positioned his thick black baby maker right at the opening to her love chute. Grinding into her, he heard Lisa moan in approval. From his hotel room in London, Matt watched as Marc's muscled black body covered Lisa's softness. The two of them seemed to blend into a moving sexual symphony. He felt sick as he watched Lisa's white arms encircle Marc's dark back. "Fuck me, Marc," she whispered "Please; I want to feel you inside of me. This will be our last time for a while. I want to feel your big black cock warming my pussy." Lisa moaned and arched up, hard, against Marc's shaft. Matt's head pounded as he watched. His wife had been completely seduced and was totally giving herself to this black bastard. Tears filled Matt's eyes, sensing he had lost his lover forever. What's more, he blamed himself for it. Sex between Lisa and him had been that way once, but that seemed so long ago now. It seemed like she now loved Marc they way she had loved him, long ago. "I'll fuck you babe, but first I want your beautiful white ass one more time. Don't worry, I'll be gentle, and you'll like it as much as before." Her reached to the nightstand, opened the drawer and retrieved a bottle of lube. Matt's eyes opened wide in disbelief. This black son of a bitch was going to fuck her in the ass. Matt had never done that. He had never even thought of it. Well, actually he had, but he thought it would hurt her, so he hadn't even suggested it. Matt felt like such a loser. He was amazed at how Marc had been able to so totally infatuate Lisa, and she seemed to love sex with him, no matter what he made her do. Matt thought he had no chance against this bastard. He hated him completely. Kneeling upright, Marc used his left hand to nudge his white lover to her hands and knees. He thoroughly lubed her ass, sticking in his index finger and rotating it, then added his middle finger. Lisa moaned with deep pleasure, her hand went to her drenched pussy and began to rub her clit, as her black lover prepared to invade her ass once again. The cam shot was excellent, even in the reduced light of the bedroom. You could see Lisa's beautiful body, now on all fours, with her magnificent breasts hanging down. Her hand was massaging her clit and her strong black lover, with twelve thick inches of dick, was poised for action between her ass cheeks. Matt was sick to his stomach as he watched the bastard position his thick black mushroom at Lisa's anus. Marc actually turned toward the camera and smile, knowingly, as he pushed his tip through Lisa's anal sphincter. She yelped a little, in pain, but her next cry was huge, as Marc buried all twelve inches into his lover, providing her huge pain coupled with huge pleasure. "Oh babe, you are so fucking tight in there. You feel so freakin' hot. This is my hole, not Matt's, so don't let him in here. It's our private place." said Marc to Lisa. She was busy rubbing her clit as her lover began to take long strokes in and out of her ass. He felt so wonderful inside her and she felt a huge orgasm building deep in her loins. Matt stared in disbelief. "That fucking son of a bitch! Even if I do lose her, I'll kill that fucker. I hate that fucking bastard!!" Matt screamed this in his room, feeling his head pounding, his heart racing with rage. If there were only some way he could get even with this fucker he thought. Matt slammed his laptop shut. He couldn't watch any more of this. Somehow, he'd get even with the black bastard presently fucking his wife's ass. Marc continued to stroke in and out of Lisa's tight little ass, loving the feel of what still felt like virgin territory, even though he had fucked her ass several times. Lisa had orgasmed well before Marc, but stayed on all fours as her lover plunged his massive ebony rod in and out of her repeatedly. Her body shook with each slam of his huge cock. After Marc enjoyed emptying his cum into Matt's wife, he then lay next to her, embracing her, cuddling and stroking her breasts, all in the hope that Matt would torture himself over watching Lisa being ravaged by her new lover. In London, Matt sat on his bed and wept. His recalled life with Lisa. How he had loved her and their life together. He recalled, with remorse, how he had first been unfaithful to her. He thought that this was karma's way of paying him back. He felt awful. Matt did not have much hope that Lisa would forgive his infidelity. And now, after watching Lisa with Marc, Matt was not sure he could forgive her for what she'd done. He knew one thing for certain, though. Marc was a mean bastard, intent on humiliating him just because he was white. It seemed like a goal for Marc to seduce white wives and humiliate their husbands. Matt also knew that if he ever allowed himself to be used by Marc's gay, black body builder friend, there would be video clips and pictures of his white ass getting abused all over the internet. Matt knew that Marc would use those pictures to blackmail him into doing whatever he wanted. In fact, as he thought about what a bastard Marc was, it occurred to Matt that Marc would use his videos of Lisa and him against the both of them, forcing them to do whatever he required. And, Matt suddenly realized that Marc hated him so much that he would actually use Matt sexually himself, the way Jamaal had used Kristen's pathetic husband. Except, Marc would blackmail Matt into submission, and then he would humiliate him in front of his wife. When Lisa left Marc's that morning, dressed for work, she kissed her black lover, knowing that night she'd welcome her husband back home as a totally changed woman. She was afraid. While she loved Matt, she also knew she had become a slave to Marc's wonderful body and cock. She knew he would use the videos of the two of them against her in a heartbeat, if it suited him. Still, she felt attracted in some strange way to this black Adonis. But she knew she should run from him, as fast as she could. "Babe, I'm going to ask you and Matt over for drinks tomorrow night." Said Marc. "Maybe I'll ask Kristen and that pussy husband of hers as well. This could give Matt a chance to see how sharing your wife works.....maybe, he'll even take a lesson from Kevin." Marc smiled. "I don't know, Marc. Maybe we should wait. Are you going to fuck Kristen, Marc?" She asked, the thought suddenly occurring to her. "I won't have anyone else to fuck, except her and Kevin, unless you bring Matty." He kissed her and told her he'd call. To be continued.... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 11 Ch. 11 Wife and husband agree to talk... Matt couldn't help himself, and he turned his computer back on and went again to Marc's website. He scanned the various links, and he quickly found all of the links of Lisa and Marc that had been created over the past week. What's more, he found the link that showed Lisa and Jeray's night together. He watched parts of all of them, and he felt as if he had been hit by a truck. His heart ached, he was close to being sick t his stomach, his head was throbbing, and tears blurred his vision. How could this have happened, so quickly, so completely. It was as if his life as he had known it was now gone forever. His beautiful wife had been seduced by Marc, she had become addicted to him and was being completely manipulated by him. Seeing Lisa responding so passionately to Marc and then Jeray was stomach wrenching for Matt. And as angry as he was at her for this infidelity, he realized that he had been doing the same exact thing to her, except for months now. But in this case, Matt was dealing with a racist who hated white men and who sought to humiliate them by seducing their wives and then rubbing it in the men's faces. Marc had texted Matt a second time after Lisa had left for work. The text taunted him and sought to humiliate him further. "Matt, you saw how she responds to a real man with a real cock. And to think that you never believed she'd have the slightest interest in a black man. But, you saw the videos. Not only does she have an interest, she can't get enough of me. I'm not complaining though. Do you even think you have a slight chance of winning her back, now that she's experienced not one, but two black cocks? She still loves you, but will she if she finds out about Kate? You'll have to do as I say. I want you at my place on Saturday night. Be prepared to share. By the way, my gay friend will be there and he wants you. So, remember to be nice and maybe you'll be able to clean Lisa up on Saturday after I'm done with her. In fact, after you're done with my gay friend, maybe you'll want to clean me up too!" Matt thought about Marc's text repeatedly during the nearly six hour flight from London to Boston. His mind's eye replayed the images of Lisa and Jeray and of Lisa and Marc as they made love repeatedly. He was sickened by the thoughts of what Lisa had done with these men. But each time he began to hate her for her actions, he caught himself, realizing that soon Lisa would know that he and Kate had had sex that was every bit as hot and steamy as what she had had with Marc and Jeray. There just weren't any videos of it. And, Matt hated himself for what he had done, but he hated Marc more for what he had done to Lisa, what he had made her do with Jeray. He had seduced her and then dominated her. It was partly her fault. But Matt suspected that Marc was now controlling Lisa, probably using the videos to manipulate her. After Matt cleared customs, he made his way to the arrivals pick up area and immediately spotted Lisa. His anxiety level was very high, nervous that perhaps Marc had told her about the affair he had been having with Kate. His stomach was turning with anxiety as he saw Lisa spot him, smile and wave. Seeing Lisa's beauty and thinking about how much he loved her, he was sickened by the fact that he might lose her because of his own actions, because of his affair with Kate. But also on his mind as he watched his beautiful wife walking quickly towards him, was the image of her naked body intertwined with her new black lover. The image of her body tensing and twitching in excitement as she reached climax after climax as Marc's thick black cock pushed in and pulled out of her pink pussy. When she threw her arms around him and kissed him, it was as if nothing had happened. She smelled the way she always did, her kiss was as fresh and passionate as it always was, and yet as he kissed her back, all he could think of was the image of Marc holding her tightly, and kissing her passionately as her head bobbed each time Marc plunged his massive love shaft into her. Matt's anxiety was not lost on Lisa. "Matt, are you okay? Are you feeling alright?" She asked sincerely, sensing that there was something very different about the way Matt kissed her and hugged her. He seemed almost tense. "I'm fine babe. It was just a shitty flight, gave me a freakin head ache, sorry. How was your week? I missed you a lot you know. I really love you babe, more than you know." And with that he kissed her and held her hard, his eyes tearing. "Whoa, Matt! That was hot!" Lisa said with a smile, liking Matt's kiss. For her part, she wondered if he could sense anything different about her. Could he somehow smell Marc on her, even though she had showered twice to ensure that Marc's scent was not on her. She had douched herself repeatedly, getting all of her black lover's cum out of her love canal. And, she was waiting for Matt to see and inquire about her gold ankle chain with the gold letter M attached to it. They walked to the parking area and loaded Matt's bag into the car, and he drove them to a restaurant on their way back to their townhouse. Lisa smiled at Matt, realizing again how really handsome her husband was, knowing that most women would die for a chance to be married to a stud like him. And, she felt hot with guilt and shame for what she had done with Marc and Jeray. She wondered if she had somehow gone crazy during the week, but knew that it was more than a dream. She knew that Marc fully intended to have her for himself, to use her, to satisfy himself and his friends with her. And she also sensed how Marc despised Matt and white men in general, especially white men who happened to have everything going for them, men like Matt and Kristen's husband Kevin. She knew that Marc would do his best to humiliate Matt, to let him know that now they were going to share Lisa. And, she felt that if she tried to break away from Marc, he would use the videos of their sex against her. She would put nothing past him. Yet, at the same time she was having these thoughts, Lisa's body was reminding her about how sexually exciting and fulfilling it was being with Marc. He was a magnificent lover, and she knew that sex with him was the best she had ever had. He had aroused her and satisfied her like Matt had not done in years. At dinner, Lisa was surprised at how calm she was, amazing herself because she was worried that she would be so nervous that she would do something to make her husband aware that she had spent an entire week being unfaithful to him, fucking first Marc and then having a magnificent night with Jeray. But, Matt seemed not to notice anything. If anything, he was acting more affectionate and loving and attentive to her than he had in a long, long time. This only served to intensify her guilt. How could she be unfaithful to a man like this. He truly loved her, and what had she done to him? She wondered if she could ever break free of Marc. She wondered if her body would allow her to say no to his advances. She was pretty sure now that he was using her for the sex and for the purpose of humiliating Matt. But she knew in her mind that she would find it hard to resist Marc's sexual advances, even if she did not respect his motives. He was that good in bed, and so was Jeray for that matter. Worrying that Matt would ask about her gold ankle chain first, she lifted her leg slightly off the floor saying, "Matt, do you like my new addition to my jewelry box? It's a chain that some of the women at the club have bought with their lover's initial attached. I noticed a few of the girls with them and I thought I'd get one with your initial." Matt's heart sunk when he saw the chain on Lisa's beautiful leg. His stomach dropped because he knew that Marc had bought it, and it was another way for Marc to be in his face about how he had seduced Lisa, and that she was no longer just Matt's wife. She was Marc's pussy as well. "Babe, your legs don't need a thing, but I like it, if you do." He couldn't bring himself to say more. He smiled and went on talking about his trip and told Lisa about how Kate's husband had dumped her. All the while, his stomach was turning and his head was pounding as he felt his hatred and rage toward Marc building. Lisa was a little surprised to hear about Kate's husband. She was a little worried in fact. She always suspected that Kate had a thing for Matt, and now that her husband was out of the picture, she was worried that Kate would make a move on Matt. She was then stunned by what Matt told her next. It was as if he had read her mind. "Look babe, I know I didn't tell you this, but I need to now. Kate went to London with me last week. We were both assigned to the same job. I didn't tell you because I know she bothers you, and I didn't want to upset you. But, believe me Lisa, she's nothing to me. I love you, and you only. So, I knew if I told you Kate was going, you'd be jealous and pissed. I'm sorry. And she knows that I don't have any interest in her, okay? So, I just wanted to let you know that now. Kate's eyes widened in disbelief. Matt had just revealed that he had travelled with Kate, and he had kept it from her. How many times had this happened? She was pissed at first, but he assured her that it was the first time they had travelled together. After they talked, maybe as a result of her own guilt and of his sincerity on the issue, she believed him and felt her own guilt swell, realizing for the first time in years, that Matt really did feel deep love for her. Underneath it all, Lisa wasn't sure why, but she suspected that there was more to the Kate story than he was saying. She just had the sense. But, she also felt a certain relief in the way he was talking to her and looking at her, because she felt that if there had ever been anything going on between Matt and Kate, it wasn't going on now, and her husband truly loved her. This at once calmed her, yet further heightened her guilt. She didn't know how she could continue on, with her guilt killing her but knowing that Marc could manipulate her if she did not do as he wanted. "You know Matt, Marc has asked us to come by for drinks tomorrow night. He's asked Kristen and Kevin as well. Kristen's joined his club now, and she's become a totally new person, you wouldn't believe it. Maybe this side of her was always there, and I just didn't see it. But, she's like really into fitness, and even more." Matt pretended to look puzzled. What do you mean; she's shown a different side? You mean she's like just totally passionate about fitness, all of a sudden?" Matt had seen the web site with Kristen, and he knew that she too had given her body to several men, most of whom were black during the past week. And, Matt had also seen Kevin and how pathetic he looked on the site, sucking Kristen's lover til he came. And, Matt's stomach churned with anxiety because he knew that Marc was going to try to manipulate him into servicing his gay black friend, and probably taping it and holding it over his head. "Well, yes she's passionate about fitness, but she's also done some other stuff that I never thought she would do, but she's really gotten into it during the past week and she and Kevin seem to be having a good time with it." This was Lisa's way of easing Matt into the swinging or wife sharing that she knew Marc would bring up the next night at his place. She wanted Matt to be prepared, and she wanted him to think that it was much more common than either of them had ever thought. "What are you talking about exactly, babe? Are she and Kevin both going to Marc's club?" He continued to play dumb. "Well actually, Marc and his friends, and actually a lot of the people at the club are into swinging, or wife swapping, and it seems as though Kristen and Kevin joined the club and got right into it in a big way. I mean, I was really surprised when Kristen told me, but it seems as though both she and Kevin have already swapped or had threesomes with a few people in the last ten days. What's more, quiet little Kristen would amaze you. She says she loves it, and so does Kevin. I mean, he's so quiet, who would ever think. I guess he even got into some bi stuff with one of Kristen's lovers. Who would have thought? "Whoa! I can't believe it! I mean, I know people swing and swap, but not Kristen and Kevin. They just seem too conservative and quiet. So, do you think Marc is asking us with Kristen and Kevin because he wants us to swap or swing too? Is that what you're saying?" He made it easy for her. "He didn't say as much, but I think Marc likes white women, and I am pretty sure he's had sex with a lot of the women at the club, and I would not be surprised if he's even had it with Kristen. But yeah, I think he'd like to see if we're open to it. I'm not sure exactly what he has planned, but nothing would surprise me with him. He's a great trainer, but I get the impression he's done a lot of swinging and swapping on his own. Matt looked directly into Lisa's eyes and asked, "So do you think he's invited us over so he can get into your pants? I doubt he wants me. Has he come on to you? Do you think he wants to do a threesome with us or see us swap with Kevin and Kristen? I mean, I'm not sure what's up here. And babe, are you bringing this up just to warn me, or do you have some interest swinging with Kevin or Marc yourself?" Lisa's eyes widened. "I'm not sure what he'll say or want to do, but I just figured I would float it out there. I mean, I love the work outs and the club, and I've never really thought about sharing my handsome husband with another woman, but a lot of couples do it, and we don't have to but I don't want to go if it's going to make the night awkward for all of us. But, I thought I would warn you ahead of time. We don't have to go, Matt." But Matt knew that they did have to go. He had to go because Marc would tell Lisa about his affair before he had a chance to, and Lisa had to go because Marc would surely use the videos against her. "Wow! Who would've thought? I don't know babe. How do you feel? I don't want to share you, but we've never talked about this. Do you want to share me, would that turn you on? Or, do you want to try a road test with another guy, with Marc? I saw the way he looked at you before I left for London. He definitely wants you babe. Do you want him too? Lisa blushed. "You know, until Kristen told me how exciting it was, I guess I never thought about it, but now I have, and I guess I would try it if you would. I've always been pretty conservative, but if she could try it, so could I. As for you, you've already had way more experience. And, I'm not sure how I would react to seeing you with another woman, or with a guy for that matter, like Kevin. But, if you wanted to try it, we could. Would that be something you could do?" "Babe, I can do anything you want to do. It sounds like Kristen has planted the seed, and you want to try it with someone other than me. Maybe Kristen likes it so much because Kevin's got a tiny dick, who knows? But Lisa, I can hold my own in that department. I might not be hung like one of those black dudes, but I am close to eight........and you excite me so much, I stretch to ten when we do it." Matt finished with a broad smile. "But babe, are you sure you want to do this? This has come out of no where, is someone putting pressure on you, is Kristen or Marc? Matt knew the answer to his question, and he looked into Lisa's eyes, but she could not hold his gaze, and she looked away. "Matt, we don't have to, really. I guess Kristen has kind of said they all are doing it, that it's no big deal, and that she really likes the variety, so does Kevin. She said he's done stuff she never thought he would. She said the first time it happened was right after she went to Marc's place the day after she joined his club. She and Kevin stopped by, and smoked a little, drank a little, got relaxed, ant boom! Before they knew it, they were screwing someone else.! "We can think about it, and go if we want, but we don't have to do anything. But to be honest, I think Marc does want to do it with me. He's always giving me looks. And he is kind of cute you know, even if he is black." She finished with a smile, looking for Matt's reaction. "Lisa, I love you a lot! I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want. Just remember, at the end of the day, it's you and me baby, just you and me." He said this, and it tore into Lisa's heart, knowing that she had been fucking Marc all week, and she was afraid of what his plans were for the future. Lisa smiled and took Matt's hand. "I love you Matt – a lot! At the end of the day, it's just you and me, no matter what!" Matt and Lisa finished at the restaurant and drove straight to their townhouse. That night, Matt made love to Lisa in a way that was reminiscent of their first time ever. As her handsome and very muscular husband lay atop her naked body, Lisa was blown away by Matt's passion for her, his attention with his mouth to every part of her body. He began by kissing her gently at first, then his kissing increased in intensity, as she felt his fingers slide to her pulsing pussy lips, touching her softly, circling, and finally sliding into her drenched love canal. As he continued to kiss her, his fingers explored her pussy, causing her to tingle and twitch at his touch. His mouth covered hers, his tongue probing deep into her mouth, dancing with her tongue. His left hand gently touched her right breast, pinching her nipple softly with his fingers. For her part, Lisa was stunned and loving it. Matt had not shown her this quality of loving for what seemed like years. Her body was racing ahead of her mind; her pussy was dripping with excitement. Her hands were stroking up and down her husband's muscled torso, squeezing his ass cheeks, his upper muscled thighs, his beautifully trim waist, and running up and down his broad back. Where had this Matt been all of this time, but he was back, and she loved it. She could feel his thick manhood, and while it clearly was not what Marc's was in terms of size, it was nonetheless a full and thick eight inches of white manhood which she had fallen in love with the first time she let it take her virginity. His fingers continued to encourage her building orgasm and Lisa wanted his beautiful white cock which was thinner at the head than Marc's was, but it tapered out to a very thick shaft at its base, and felt so wonderful when it was buried to the hilt of her vagina. She tried to move her body into position under Matt, trying to give him the hint that it was time for him to fuck her with his white love wand. But he would have no part of it. Instead, he shifted his body, placed his hands behind her knees and raised her legs up, giving his mouth free access to her now glistening wet vagina. His fingers rotated on the nub of her pussy as he inserted his tongue, lapping her juices, twirling around her labia, darting into her vagina. His eyes took note of the hickey on her inner thigh that Marc had left, as if a sign to Matt that he had claimed Lisa's cunt for his own. But Matt ignored it. Instead, he licked and massaged his beautiful white wife until he felt her hands grasp the back of his head, pulling it into her womanhood. Lisa's body shook with the orgasm. It trembled, it twitched, it spasmed and shook. But Matt continued to lick. She cried out for him to stop, as her vagina throbbed and pulsed with pleasure, but he ignored her. She didn't want him to stop, but she was embarrassed by the depth of her orgasm. Never before had she reached this point with Matt – or with anyone else. Still holding his wife' legs in the air, Matt positioned his thick, milky white veined shaft at the edge of Lisa's love canal. He pushed its head just through the outer opening. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 11 "Please, Matt. Fuck me! Now! I want you in me Matt. Please!! Ever so slowly, Matt pushed himself into his wife, retaking, reclaiming for his own, her violated white cunt. With ever inch of her husband's cock, Lisa's excitement grew, her body was responding like a child being teased with candy, wanting it all but being given only a little at a time. "I love you, babe. I really do! I want you to know that. You feel so fuckin' good to me, Lisa!" And with that, Matt drove the rest of his white shaft deep into his beautiful wife. She gasped at first because he seemed like a different lover. He cock seemed thicker, harder. But then she remembered the familiar feel of his hard and beautifully toned white body as he settled atop of her and retook her love canal. He held still at first, savoring the feel of his beautiful wife's womanhood. And then he began fucking her, slowly, methodically. He raised himself up at an angle above her and looked into her eyes as he fucked her. She was sweating beneath him, and was clearly on her way to another orgasm, one which she was afraid would happen before he reached his own. Her body was moving, jerking with each plunge of his white love shaft. "Matt, fuck me hard! Please, fuck me hard! I love you!" He smiled and rammed himself hard into his wife/lover. She gasped and he then slammed in and out of her now drenched vagina, watching her as she gave into her new orgasm. Lisa lay back, her hands placed on Matt's waist, holding his muscled mid body. She closed her eyes and relished the feel of her incredible white lover, driving out any thought of Marc. This was the Matt she knew years ago, and he was back, and she so loved his feel. Finally, while Lisa was still twitching with her climax, Matt's body tensed, and he shot his thick strands of gooey white cum deep into his wife/lover. "I love you babe. I really love you!" He collapsed onto his wife and held his thick white manhood deep within her. He did not soften. Lisa wrapped her arms tightly around Matt's beautiful body, and she savored the feel of her husband/lover. Tears streamed down her face. " I love you too, Matt." I really do! They stayed that way for a long time. Finally, still very hard, Matt pulled out of Lisa. "We have to talk, babe." Lisa looked into his eyes and she somehow knew that he knew about Marc and her. "I know we do, Matt. I love you a lot, and I'm afraid, and I'm sorry." "Me too. I'm afraid, and I'm sorry too." He looked into her eyes, and she saw the tears on his face. To be continued.... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 12 Matt was sitting up in bed totally naked. His head was turned slightly toward Lisa, and she took in his handsome face and beautiful male body. His eyes were bloodshot from his tears, and the look on his strikingly handsome face was a mixture of hurt and fear. His back was arched against the pillow he had propped behind himself and his lean and taut torso curved downward toward the mattress. Lisa noted the finely shaped and toned muscles of his abdomen, and as her eyes took in his mid section, smooth and flat leading to his flaccid but still thick white love meat, she wondered what ever made her stray from her handsome husband. His thick white cock swelled to about eight throbbing inches when fully excited, a wonderfully satisfying tool of his which blended perfectly with his model looks, and his finely crafted and muscled body. He was moderately hairy, not overly so. He had some light swatches of hair on his muscled pecs, just the right amount. And his abs featured slightly darker hair which seemed to grow toward the center line of his beautifully defined abdominal muscles, and then formed a very dark line going to his naval and from there to the pubic hair surrounding his beautiful cock with its very thick white mushroom. Matt's right hand was resting on Lisa's upper thigh -- and she loved the feel of his hand on her body -- and Matt loved the feel of Lisa's body as well. She looked now at his thick forearm with its light brown hair and then up at his nicely muscled bicep and shoulder. Lisa looked at her naked husband and realized again how many women had made passes at him over these past several years, some even when she was present. And now, she finally learned that he had shared his beautiful body, his handsome face, and his magnificent white cock with one of these women. She was stunned, hurt, and she felt totally empty for the first time in her marriage. She was shocked to hear that Matt and Kate had been having sex for months, and she had not a clue about it. It hurt her to think that Matt was making love to someone else, and she wondered what she had done to cause him to seek satisfaction elsewhere. It worried her that he had found someone else to share his body with, someone he enjoyed fucking. Matt had prefaced his confession by telling Lisa bluntly that he had had an affair, and that it was over. He also told her that he knew about her and Marc and Jeray, but he said he thought that his own actions were probably what drove Lisa to do what she had done with Marc. He said that he had been paying less attention to her, and that's what caused her to join Marc's gym in the first place. Then, he went on to share an outline of how he and Kate had ended up having a four month long affair. He said that he never thought that Lisa would find out, and so he never thought she'd be hurt. But, he told her that the minute it became clear to him that Marc had seduced her, he said only then did he realize how important to him she really was, and that he could not bear to lose her. Lisa wept, almost hysterically at times, as Matt continued his story, partly because the thought of her husband making love to another woman was so painful for her to consider -- in her mind she could see Matt naked with Kate, making love. But, she also felt awful because she realized how much the videos of Marc and her must have hurt Matt. Her hatred for Marc was almost uncontrollable within her now. How could that bastard have taunted Matt with videos of them making love. It was one thing that he had even recorded their sex, and she realized now that that's just what it really was, sex, not love making. But, the very thought of taunting Matt with the movies was cruel. Now, Lisa realized that Marc would bribe her and Matt with the movies, forcing them to do as he wanted them to do. He would no longer try to calm her, to make her think that he really cared for her and that the videos were just a mistake, or that none of her friends would never visit his website so it didn't really matter. He would now simply ignore her complaints and smile at her, knowing that he had both her and Matt where he wanted them. They'd do what he wanted, and she knew that he'd make her have sex with him in front of Matt. What's more, she knew that once Marc started touching her, and fucking her, that he'd control her, that her body would respond to his, she couldn't help it. And, in reality she thought she'd die if he ever sent them to her friends or worse, her family. What they would think of her, she wondered. But even as Lisa felt the hatred for Marc welling up within herself, she also realized and was worried by the fact that the sex she had had with him was truly like no sex she had ever had previously with Matt. And, the sex with Jeray was every bit as satisfying as sex had been with Marc, perhaps even more so. Lisa felt a certain shame that while her mind was telling her what a cruel and awful person Marc was, her body was telling her that it was still very much physically attracted to this remarkably handsome and well built and incredibly hung black stud. And the same went for Jeray. Having had sex with each of these men meant for Lisa that she now expected a lot more from a man sexually. And then she realized that the sex she had just had with Matt was every bit as exciting for her as what she had had with Marc and Jeray. But this was the first time in a long time that their love making had been that good for the two of them. In fact, Lisa thought that the sex she had just had with Matt was perhaps the best she had ever had with him. As her thoughts changed back to her husband, Lisa felt so awful, so ashamed of herself. She felt so badly about hurting Matt, so bad that he had seen her videos with Marc and Jeray. What's more, Lisa knew that the movies must have been especially hurtful to Matt because she knew that they showed her being totally and willingly ravaged by her black lovers. Her body's reactions to Marc and Jeray were almost like those of an animal seeking more and more physical gratification. She had seen some of the video footage, and she was herself amazed at how obvious it was that these two men were completely satisfying a very sex hungry white woman who seemed as though she could not have enough of them, of their bodies, of their magnificently thick black cocks. "Lis, he wants us there tomorrow night. He's going to want to fuck you in front of me, and I don't know if I can stand that, babe. I know that ultimately this is all my fault, but I don't know how much more I can take. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you Lis, and I know if we don't do what he wants, he's going to use those videos to hurt us. I'm just sick thinking about him fucking you again Lis. It makes my head pound. And what really hurts most Lis, what really hurts is I think you're going to like it once he starts. It's like your body and you cannot resist the guy. That's what really hurts, Lis." With that he hung his head and tears dripped from his eyes. And then he continued with his head hung in defeat. And while he's fucking you, he wants me to let some black dude, some gay black dude, do whatever he wants to with me. In fact, that bastard Marc suggested that I suck his cock clean after he fucks you. He said Kevin did it for Kristen, and that I should for you. This prick is sick, Lis. He hates white guys, and he uses white women. Lis, we have to figure something out to stop this black fuck. He'll make us his slaves if we don't stop him. He'll make you a whore for his black friends, and he'll humiliate me where ever he can." Then with tears streaming down his face, Matt looked again at his wife. "I'm not sure what happened to Kevin, but that guy is totally fucked. From what you've told me, he seems to like letting Kristen be fucked by black guys, or anyone else for that matter. Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes once again. "I know that he wants to humiliate you, Matt. I know that. And, as far as Kevin goes, Marc seems to look down on him because Kevin actually likes watching his wife with other guys, but at the same time, Marc seems to like humiliating Kevin with anything bizarre that he can think of for him to do. I don't want you to do anything Matt. This is also my fault, and if he wants to use the movies against me, I guess I will just have to suck it up and deal with it. But Matt, what do I do if he sends them to my parents. It will kill them to see me like that, and it will kill them to know that you and I are probably done. I just can't stand the thought of hurting them too. This is all my fault Matt. I'm so sorry!" She dissolved into sobs, and Matt put his arms around her beautiful naked body. "Babe, don't! This isn't all your fault. Mostly, it's mine. I hate that bastard for doing this to us. And, if he gets me to do stuff with his gay friend, you can be sure he's going to video that as well. And, if he forces me to suck his cock after he's fucked you, that will be on video too. I hate that bastard more than I can say! I just wish I could turn the tables on him. Then, we could be done with him. Matt held Lisa as she sobbed, kissing her, touching her body all over. He noted the deep black and purple hickey Marc had left at the base of her neck. And he felt anger and jealousy in his stomach. Lisa's hand reached over to Matt's cock, and she massaged it, feeling it swell and grow. She loved Matt, she knew that, and she felt awful for what she had done. Matt rolled on top of Lisa, and she felt his hard cock pushing into her abdomen. He kissed her gently, and he wiped away her tears. "We'll get through this babe. I'm sorry. We'll figure something out." And, then Lisa felt Matt's thick eight inches of white granite push into her, and she looked into his eyes, and he into hers. She felt him push in deep, and she loved him for still loving her. He felt so good in there. They fucked and fucked, and then fucked some more. It felt so good for Lisa to have Matt in bed with her. Then he asked, "Lis, do you still have that valium you had for you knee? You didn't end up using it because it was too strong. You still have it right? Lisa looked puzzled, but answered that she still had nearly the entire prescription. "You know that stuff is just like roofie's that guys used in college to make their dates feel good and drowsy. Suppose when we go to Marc's tomorrow, I slip a couple of those into his beer, see what his reaction is? I mean, he's bigger than you, they won't knock him out, but they will probably make him a pretty happy piece of shit. If it works, he won't care what he does or who he does it with...And, just think, you can video it while it's happening, making sure you send it to my account and yours, so we have a video record of his little get together. As Matt spoke, his handsome smile broadened, and his cock seemed to grow hard yet again deep in Lisa's drenched pussy. "Matt, that might be dangerous. Are you sure? "Lis, I'll start the prick off with one, then another if the first doesn't bother him. You just hold him off from sex til we see if it's going to work. If the first gets him sleepy, just a little, then we should be okay. Who knows, maybe we'll let horny boy Kevin get his cock sucked this time? That would be perfect. Suppose it doesn't work Matt? Then what? Do we have to let him do what he wants? I don't see any other way, I'm afraid Matt. But I want to try it, I hate him now, I really hate what he's done to me in only a week. Lisa and Matt made their plan, talked about it, and inside of their hearts hoped that it would work. They made love all night long that night, falling off to sleep from time to time, then reawakening and fucking still more. It had been a long time since Matt had really looked at his wife and taken in her true beauty. Now, as he fucked her tonight, he realized what he had been missing for so many months, and he was sickened that another man's cock had been deep inside Lisa. But, he planned to make it up to her. "Marc, please wait!! Pleeeeaaassee Marc....Can't you wait just a little....OH, OH, Marc, Pleee...OH MARC! I caaaaaannnn't......OH MY GOD, MARC.......YES!!!OH, OH...MY GOD MARC!! OH YES!!! ." Lisa's efforts at dissuading her black lover from ramming his thick and long black love shaft deep into her drenched vagina dissolved into cries of pleasure and lustfulness, and she moved her hands from trying to push his beautifully ripped, naked black body away from her to embracing her dark skinned lover, holding his muscled body tightly to her own. All the while, Marc's lips sucked at the base of her tender white neck, near her collar bone, leaving yet another huge black and blue hickey deeply imbedded, and clearly visible to anyone also sitting in the warm bubbling hot tub in Marc's great room. Now, Marc was pounding his hard black onyx shaft into and out of Lisa's lust moistened love chute, bouncing her soft body up and down in his lap. Her back was now facing him, and so she was looking directly toward her husband Matt's eyes as Marc's cock was ravaging her vagina once again. Lisa could not bear to look at Matt. Instead, she kept her eyes closed tightly. But, try as she might, she could not conceal the deep, deep pleasure that Marc's thick, hard, jet black shaft was affording her stretched pussy, even as his dark palms held her beautiful white breasts tightly. His cock was swelled harder and thicker than usual with the pleasure of taking Lisa's body even as her pathetic white husband watched in disbelief, and even as Lisa herself had half-heartedly tried to ward off her black lover's advances, hoping to mitigate Matt's humiliation. But, as Matt caught painful glimpses of Lisa's pleasure pounding, his own cock was being ridden joyfully by Lisa's friend Kristen, who had turned the corner on sexual promiscuity only a week earlier at the hands of her young black lover. But, Marc would not be denied, and Lisa's body was over ruling her mind. For his part, Matt couldn't stop his own granite hard erection, as Kristen's hungry hands played with his white meat, impressive for a white man, she thought to herself as she straddled her friend's handsome husband while her own pathetic mate sat smiling, watching as his wife had mounted her friend's buffed out husband, and while Marc had moved in quickly on the beautiful Lisa. Actually, it was Kevin, Kristen's husband who had suggested that the five of them swing together. This was during their first round of drinks and some weed. He said that they all might enjoy swinging as a group activity in the soothing waters of the spa. Marc had put Kevin up to it, and it was the beginning of a long night for all of them. Matt had jumped at the chance to help with the drinks, and had deftly slipped a crushed valium into Marc's drink. But, he had barely consumed a third of his drink before the swap took place. Lisa tried to get Marc to drink, but once she had moved next to him, and Kristen next to Matt, the fun began. Matt found Kristen and her love making efforts hard to resist. And now, as he watched Lisa's body, her obviously pleasured face, the way she was gyrating her hips on her black lover, he decided to make Kristen's experience a memorable one for her and for him. All the while he stared at Marc's smiling face, and he felt his hatred for the man grow. Marc had smiled at Matt, winked at him, and deliberately pounded Lisa's beautiful body even more forcefully with his rigid black invader, causing Lisa to whimper in pleasure. "Let's drink to the ladies, Matty!" Marc announced, taking his drink and raising it to Matt, and then downing it all at once. Matt saw his chance. He jumped up, leaving Kristen sitting now on the seat of the spa. He raised his glass and downed his own drink. His cock stood straight out at a ninety degree angle from his body and Kristen reached for it as he drank his drink. "Matt, get back here, we're not finished! "I'll be right back, babe, just want to get another round for Marc and me." Matt smiled at Marc as if he did not care that the man was fucking his wife. He quickly went for two more drinks, this time popping two pills into Marc's drink. "Hurry back Matt, you've got me so horned up, and I've wanted to fuck you forever you know." She looked over at Kevin and smiled at her husband. "Well I have, honey. I just didn't think you'd let me. But now that I know, I'm going to make up for lost time. But, I still love you most, Kev." She offered to her pathetic husband who was really only half paying attention, and mostly watching a beautifully naked Lisa as she ground her cunt in circles on Marc's thick black love shaft. Marc smiled and then used his hands to lift Lisa at the hips so as to turn her so she faced him. Almost as if in a sex induced trance, Lisa lifted herself up and swiveled around on Marc's thick cock and then settled back down onto it with a gasp of pleasure. She did not look at Marc, instead moving her lips to his and embracing him as she kissed her lover passionately while her husband was getting the drinks. "I like the fact the Matty knows his place so well. When we're together in the future, he'll be getting a lot of stuff for us, so he may as well get used to it." Lisa ignored this and gyrated her cunt in circles on Marc's rock hard shaft. She felt an incredible orgasm growing, and she wanted it to happen without any delays. The fact that Matt was there, the fact that she really hated Marc, really made no difference to her now. His cock was so thoroughly satisfying her lust that she wanted nothing more than to allow it to work its magic in her pussy yet again. Marc, knowing that Lisa was about to cum, ignored his lover's obvious wishes. "You fucked him last night, didn't you? And when you came in here tonight, you really didn't want to fuck me, because you still think you love him. And yet, look what you're doing right now. You've given your beautiful white body totally to its black master once again so you can be fully satisfied in a way he never can make you feel. You thought you loved Matt last night and today, but right now your body is telling you that it prefers this black dick to Matty's inferior little pecker. Although, he's not bad for a white dude, and Kristen certainly has taken a liking to him. Oh Lisa, what's become of Matty's pretty white wife? I think she's turned into a slut for my black cock is what's become of her." All the while, Lisa was only half hearing what Marc was saying, mostly because she wanted to cum before the relaxation drug worked on him, she wanted one more orgasm with her black lover, and she wanted it badly. When Matt returned, he found that Lisa had repositioned herself on her lover, and the two of them were kissing passionately, clearly his cock still imbedded deep within her. He was at once jealous and angry. Jealous that Marc had this power to control Lisa with his body, and angry that Lisa was so totally into fucking him. But the thought occurred to him that he really deserved this after what he had been doing with Kate for the last four months. "Let's drink another!!" Matt smiled at Marc, and downed his own weak drink. Marc smiled and quickly downed his as well. "Kevin, can you get the next round for us?" Matt asked, feeling that with three valium and yet another drink in him, Marc would soon be ready, and their plan might yet work. He noted that as he sat back down in the warm waters of the spa, Lisa's eyes looked over to see if he and Kristen were making out again. She seemed to frown a bit when she saw Kristen move right in on Matt, kissing him passionately on the lips. Kristen instantly grabbed her new lover's cock and guided it to her mouth, quickly rejuvenating it to its full steel hard erection. "Fuck me Matt. I need to feel you in me now." She said, wanting him very much. Only then did Lisa's eyes open and catch a look at her handsome husband with his cock in Kristen's mouth, but she closed them quickly and ground even harder on Marc. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 12 "Dude, she is so into my cock. I love it man. She might want to stay the night." Marc smiled as he taunted Matt. Hey Matt, I was supposed to have a friend here as well, but he can't come tonight. But, I've got another guy who is coming who might like to get a shot at sharing if it's okay with you. He's a guy from the club, Jeray's his name." Marc launched a big smile and wink at Matt as he said this. Lisa's eyes opened wide. "No, Marc! Just you tonight." Marc pushed hard into his white lover and smiled. "Lisa, you're gonna really love Jeray if you're enjoying me the way you seem to be." Then he whispered, "You're going to do anyone I say, babe, anyone. Is that clear?" Lisa looked into his handsome face, and she hated him, but loved his body and his cock. "Yes, Marc. Anyone you say is ok." "Now, let's get you there babe. I'm gonna show Matty boy here what we're about." And with that, Marc gyrated his hips and Lisa gasped with an instant surge of pleasure." Oddly, Marc felt himself overcome with a feeling of tranquility. And, while he desperately wanted to fuck Lisa hard and furiously, he just wasn't able to bring himself to do that. She definitely felt good to Marc, her cunt as tight and wet as ever. But, he found that he wasn't able to muster the strength to pound the white bitch the way he always did. At about the same time, Lisa felt Marc's cock loose some of its rigidity. She knew what was happening, but she tried desperately to squeeze it with her cunt, to make it bring her to one final and magnificent climax. Lisa opened her eyes and took in Marc's handsome black face. He was smiling at her, looking into her eyes, but not really looking the way he always did. His cock still felt thick and wonderful inside of her, but she knew he was relaxing now, and so was his sex drive. She moved her hips and her pussy on her black lover, and this time, he sighed with deep pleasure. "Lisa, you are a great fuck! He managed. Matt watched his wife lean in and kiss Marc, gyrating her hips hard, almost desperately. In her mind she did not want to do this, but her body was still telling her what to do. As Lisa gyrated her cunt on her black lover, he rested his head back against the hot tub, moving his mid section, seemingly enjoying the pleasure. Marc felt himself cum, he felt the pleasure of the beautiful white wife on top of him, and while he wanted to please her, he didn't really care at the moment. "You feel so fucking good, Lis, so good! To be continued... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 13 Matt was absolutely pissed seeing Lisa getting into it so much with Marc. As he watched her with her black lover, it almost seemed as though she was more aggressive than she needed to be. It was obvious that she was totally enjoying grinding her cunt on his cock. At the same time, Matt noticed that Marc appeared to be more mellow. His eyes looked a bit glassy, and he had a pretty stupid smile on his face. It almost seemed like he was starting to zone out, but it did not appear that Lisa had really noticed it yet. For his part, Matt let Kristen settle down on his thick white cock with the "magnificent mushroom" that Kristen loved so well. She possessed a perfectly sculpted body, and her tits were exceptional he thought. She didn't seem to care that he was not paying all of his attention to her because she had managed to get his cock as hard as steel. When she applied her lips to his and kissed him passionately, he found himself kissing her back, hard and more aggressively, forgetting for the moment Lisa and Marc. Kristen's moaning and gasps were a clear sign that Matt's love shaft was doing the trick and she was about to climax. He was not there yet because he had been thinking about his wife and Marc. However, Matt worried to himself that when he shot his cum into Kristen, he hoped that she was on the pill or had some type of protection going, because he sure as hell did not want to be the lucky dad in this situation. But now, watching Lisa doing her best to ride Marc's cock to some kind of an orgasm, Matt decided to slam his cock hard into Kristen til he came, giving her a stiff shaft right through her orgasm and beyond. As Matt saw Lisa's back and body start to quiver and shake, he realized that she had managed to make herself cum on her now very mellow lover. She moaned and sighed contentedly, and Matt knew her body was now satisfied. Yet, even now, she did not get off Marc. Matt noted as he pounded Kristen repeatedly, even as she screamed that she was amazed at his staying power, that his wife was savoring the aftermath of cumming on Marc. Matt knew that Lisa's body had become addicted to her black lover's thick passion club. He knew he had to change that. Lisa turned and her eyes widened in awe and a touch of jealousy and anger at the sight of Matt pounding Kirsten. She looked to the side and saw Kevin watching his wife and Matt, as he jerked himself, and appeared close to cumming. "No Kevin, don't!", Lisa almost screamed. "Save it for Marc. He wants you to jerk off on his face in his bedroom. He had to have a couple of stiff drinks to get himself there, but he said he wants to go to the bedroom and do stuff in there with you and Matt." Matt's throbbing and thick white cock had just that moment shot the first of several thick ropes of cum into Kevin's wife's love chute. But he stared at Lisa, while simultaneously jamming his hard shaft as far as he could into his totally spent lover. Kristen was breathless and her head and body hung atop of her new best lover. Matt looked at Lisa, and she nodded at him, and smiled. "He's ready, he said he had to have a couple, or he'd never have the guts to do it. But he wants you and Kevin to have some fun with him." Kristen's head jerked up and looked at Lisa and Marc in utter disbelief. Matt and Kevin helped a somewhat groggy, but definitely not out of it, Marc into his bedroom. While his thick black shaft was not totally erect any longer, it was certainly still thick and swollen from the attention it had received from his white lover. Kevin appeared to be thrilled at the prospect of spending some "quality" time with Marc, and he went to work immediately as he straddled the ripped black stud. For his part, Marc didn't resist at all, he just seemed to be accepting the fact that Kevin was about to insert his stiff white shaft into his mouth. Matt told Kevin to have some fun alone with him. He said that Marc had said he really wanted "to get a white boy's cock up the ass", and Matt said that he hoped Kevin would be up to it because he was not sure if that was his thing. He told Kevin he'd give him an hour or so, but not to tire Marc out completely. Leaving the room, Matt smiled as he noted Kevin straddling Marc's torso, placing his throbbing five inch shaft at the black bastard's lips. Matt went immediately to Marc's office, and went to work removing all files of Lisa and her two black lovers from the various places Marc had stored them. In the meantime, he switched from time to time to the live cam and smiled. During one such viewing, Matt was surprised to see that Kevin had somehow gotten his black toy boy on all fours and was lubing his ass. Matt watched as a very excited Kevin shoved his manhood into a very compliant Marc. At that very moment, Matt heard Kristen and Lisa talking with what sounded like a guy out in the great room. He went out to see Jeray for the first time in person. Introductions took place, and Jeray could see that Matt had no use for him. Jeray was puzzled because Marc had told him earlier that both Lisa and Matt had wanted to swing that night, and Lisa had specifically requested Jeray join them with Matt's permission. Matt, wanting to let Jeray know that the tables were turned, intentionally cautioned him not to disturb Kevin and Marc. "But you can watch them on live cam, if you want" Incredulous, Jeray went into the study and all Kristen, Lisa, and Matt could hear were phrases like: "What the fuck!!!, Holy Shit!, and I can't fucking believe it!!" Jeray quickly returned with a very serious look on his face. "I had no idea, no idea. I can't freaking believe my eyes. I gotta get out of here. This shit is too much for me. I'm not into this stuff. I'm just not. Sorry, not sure what you guys were expecting, but I don't get into it with dudes. Does he cam all of this shit? I had no idea. And now he's camming himself! Lisa, did he cam us this week? I bet he did! That bastard! What the fuck is going on here?! This is too fuckin weird for me." "Are you sure, Jeray? Because, Marc specifically asked that we tell you he wants you to join them? I'm sure he's going to be disappointed if you leave." Matt finished with a broad smile. Jeray's eyes almost popped out. "Dude! Really, I don't get into that shit! Not me! Trust me, I'm freakin stunned that he does. I'm outta here! Look Lisa, sorry. I mean, I really wanted to do it with you, especially after last time, but this whole thing is too strange. Oh and Lisa, I don't know about you, but what we did earlier this week, I didn't do for any camera. Trust me, you're so freakin' hot, I loved it! And I was looking forward to more tonight, but I think I walked in on something that I didn't know anything about. So thanks Lisa, gotta go." And then turning to Matt, "Dude, good to meet you. And thanks for sharing. But, if I had a babe like Lisa for my wife, I don't think I could let anyone else touch her." Jeray left, never realizing that Matt and Lisa did not have an open marriage, or at least neither one had planned to have one. Matt winked at Lisa and then Kristen offered: "I'm with Jeray. I had no idea that Marc swings both ways. I think I'm going to get Kevin and call it a night. I don't want Kevin to get any ideas about this." But then, Kristen smiled at Matt and looked at Lisa and said: "Lisa, anytime you want to get together, you know, just Matt and you and Kevin and me. I'd love it. Matt, it was perfect, just perfect!" She smiled broadly at Matt and winked at him. She rose and reached for her towel. "Perfect end to a perfect night! How do you think Marc will react in the morning?" Lisa asked Matt. "He won't be too sore. Kevin's not that big, you know." He winked and smiled at Lisa, kissing her deeply on the lips. "And, you had a hell of a nerve grinding out one last orgasm on his lap, Lis." "And you weren't having a good time with Kristen? That's why I did it!" But she knew that was a lie. "Let's get out of here, Matt." The handsome couple left as Kristen was retrieving her husband. The pictures would be excellent, Matt thought. He had had the live cam sent the pics only to his email, thinking that he'd use them at another time if he needed to. Now he and Lisa could write Marc out of their life story completely, without any fear of him bribing them again. Six days later, Lisa and Matt were working on picking up their lives, talking. They had each taken off a couple of days from work, and they both had really enjoyed reconnecting with one another both emotionally and sexually. As they lay together on their bed naked and sweaty, having just finished making love for the fifth time that morning, Lisa dripping Matt's cum from her warm and swollen pussy lips, and Matt with his cock still mostly hard, the doorbell chimed from downstairs. The reconnected lovers stared into one another's eyes. Matt smiled and said, "I'll get it babe. I'll just throw on a robe, and you can rest up for our next round." Lisa took in her husband's beautiful form, his still swollen cock with its thick mushroom, shiny with the residue of her love juices and his own cum, and she felt a surge of lust for this handsome man. They had both cried a lot at first, but slowly over the past several days, they had reignited their sexual desire for one another, and Lisa had almost forgotten entirely about Marc and Jeray. As Matt opened the door, he noted the delivery man getting back into his van. On the top step was a beautiful arrangement of a dozen roses and greens with a white envelope with Lisa's name written on it. Puzzled and a little anxious as to where the flowers originated, Matt brought them to his still naked wife as she lay in bed. "I think you've got an admirer out there babe. These are for you, and I know I didn't send them." Matt handed Lisa the envelope as she looked over the beautiful arrangement Matt placed on her dresser. Opening the envelope, Lisa read a short note from Jeray. "Lisa, I've pieced together what happened to you at Marc's. I didn't realize what he had done with his cams, and I didn't know anything about what he was planning to do with his videos. Except, I know he was using them against you and Matt. I just want you to know that I had nothing to do with any of it, and I'm sorry that he used us in one of his little money making live cam deals. Just want you to know Lisa, you're a classy lady and I loved our night together. I wasn't acting for the cam, and I know you weren't either. I'll just remember it as special for both of us. All I could think of to send you was flowers. Love, Jeray." Lisa smiled and said to her husband. "He's so sweet, Matt. These are from Jeray. He had no idea what was going on, he was being used too. Here, read this." As she handed Matt the note, she saw his swollen cock, revealed by his open robe. And, as thick as Matt's cock was, she felt a gush of lust as she remembered Jeray's massive black and veiny penis, which even soft was thicker and longer than Matt's partially swollen cock. For just a moment, Lisa remembered the feel of her young lover's throbbing onyx shaft deep inside of her, and of his smooth muscled body on top of hers. She recalled his gentle and then more aggressive lovemaking, and his kissing her. She remembered that he looked directly into her eyes as he pumped in and out of her, making her orgasm before he did. And then as her body shuddered and shook through a wonderful orgasm, she remembered how he closed his eyes as he came in her and his thickly muscled neck seemed to swell even thicker as he climaxed. Lisa recalled that first orgasm with Jeray because it was even more satisfying and intense than those she had been having with Marc. She never knew that sex could be as deeply satisfying until that first time with Jeray. At that point, Lisa had thought that only Marc could draw that kind of a physical response from her body. And now, Jeray had done even better. Lisa shook her musings off. And, now as she stood there with Matt, she thought of how wonderful sex had been with him during the last several days. He was totally passionate about her once again. She knew he loved her and was sorry for what he had done. But, her body also told her that no matter how satisfying sex had been with Matt during these past six days, it was still not up to what it had been with Jeray. With him, there had just been some incredible chemistry. And now, the nice note and flowers proved he really was a sweet guy and her pussy couldn't forget how exciting it had been with him. She felt her body shudder again with a wave of lust and desire. This was strange for Lisa. During all of her married years, she had wanted only Matt. He was the only man she had ever been with and she knew that he was an exceptionally good looking man, why wouldn't she want him? She liked the fact that other women envied her. And during their married life, she had always ignored the many men who had tried to flirt with her or to make a pass at her. But now that she had allowed herself to be bedded by two men, two black men with huge black cocks, she had memories that she was finding hard to keep stored away in some remote place in her mind. Over the past few days, she had thought about Marc and Jeray many times. Intellectually, she hated Marc because he had used her and had tried to manipulate her. But she also knew that her body loved his feel, the way he had made love to her, they way he had dominated her. She felt that the magnificent orgasms that he had brought her to were almost worth putting up with his real intention of humiliating Matt, and ultimately making her a white slut for a black master. But when she thought of Jeray, it was different. It was really about feeling that this remarkably handsome young black stud truly wanted her because he felt she had a beautiful body. He made her feel ten years younger. What's more, his youthful body, his magnificent black penis, his ability to be both gentle and aggressive sexually made her body shiver with desire at the thought of him. Lisa's mind spent more than a few moments remembering her youthful black lover. She felt her loins responding to the visual images of his face, his medium brown skinned, naked body and the magnificent cock that her mind's eye brought into view. Her thoughts were interrupted by Matt. "Babe, it's nice of him to do this and to think of you. But, we're over those two and we're over Kate. We don't need any reminders of any of them around us Babe." Lisa's eyes widened in surprise. It was clear that Matt didn't want her to keep Jeray's flowers. She had not given it a thought, until now. But he was right. Lisa felt a twinge of sadness because Jeray's note and the flowers were really very sweet she thought. But, she said to her serious faced husband, "Matt, I don't want to keep them. I'll drop them at the nursing home around the corner. What I really want is to climb back into bed with you." She smiled and Matt smiled his handsome smile back at her. Lisa's loins were drenched as Matt's bulbous and fleshy mushroom pushed through her vagina's lips. She felt the thick white shaft of her husband as it pushed into her love canal. It felt hard and warm, and she loved Matt's feel, the attention he was giving her, the sorrow that was in everything he did for having been the first to stray in their marriage. But even as she loved his feel, and she responded to his passion with her own, she knew that she would think of both Marc and especially Jeray for a long, long time to come. Four months later, Lisa and Matt continued to rebuild their love for one another. They had made a point of doing more things together at night and on the weekends, and they were spending much more serious time in bed with one another. Lisa was thinking only occasionally about Jeray and Marc, and they both seemed like distant dreams to her now. And Matt had opted out of working any projects with Kate, and was happy that Lisa had forgiven him as he had forgiven her. At the beginning of the summer, they moved into their new condo sitting on the eleventh and top floor of a newly rebuilt luxury condo building in Boston's Beacon Hill. The amenities were remarkable, and the location was the very best the city had to offer. What Lisa liked best of all was the fantastic roof deck that included a beautiful pool, spa, lounging area and several private barbecue areas for the building's residents. She made a point to use the pool every morning before going to work. And, she returned to sit in the sun and read each afternoon after returning home. It was a wonderful space, because when she was there both in the morning and afternoon, no one else was ever there. It was like her own private playground. One morning however, she was surprised to see a swimmer at the far end of the pool as she came out onto the deck. From the far end of the deck, she could make out that it appeared to be a young black man who was pretty athletic. That day, she decided not to swim, but rather jogged around the perimeter track of the deck. She took only a couple of sideways glances at the swimmer, but then caught herself as she realized that the young black swimmer was staring back at her, smiled and said, "Hey Lisa, is that you? To be continued... Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 14 Lisa stopped and turned toward the young man who had just spoken to her. At first she was confused because she had no idea who would know her up there on the roof deck of her new condo, much less what handsome young black stud would be talking to her. So as she stopped her run, the identity of the speaker was still a mystery to her. She felt a quick and sudden reaction in her stomach and abdomen to the remarkably well built mocha body coming up the steps of the pool as water glistened, cascading down his muscle rippled form. Without thinking, Lisa let her eyes look the young black Adonis up and down as he emerged from the water, and they locked on his obviously very large endowment showing through the skimpy black swimmer's Speedo he was wearing. Lisa was embarrassed and felt her face flush as she realized that she was gaping at the young man's manhood, which was so substantial that it was pushing through his swimwear. Quickly, she jerked her eyes up to his handsome face, and instantly realized that it was Jeray who had spoken to her. Because she didn't expect him to be there at all, her mind didn't make the connection, and she was stunned to see her one time lover smiling at her as she stood before him in her bikini, only covered on the top with a loose fitting t shirt. "Oh my God, Jeray! Is that you? What are you doing here? I never expected to see you here. Do you live here? "Hey Lisa. It is you! I thought so, but you were jogging so fast that I wasn't sure. Yep, it's I! I'm doing my morning swim, except this is the first time I've ever seen anyone up here at this time. Usually, I have the place to myself. I'm condo sitting for my sister and her husband for a year. They're in Barcelona, and won't be back for ten more months. So this is my morning routine. But, I've been away for a couple of weeks. To be honest, if I thought someone would be here, I wouldn't wear my Speedo, or at least not this one. It would be a little over the top for some of the residents here. But I know that's not a problem for you, is it?" He said with a wink and with a flash of his incredibly handsome smile. "Sorry Lis, I guess I shouldn't have said that. But, it's just that I guess you've already seen it all, so to speak." He finished not looking the least bit sorry for anything he'd said. Lisa blushed more, knowing exactly what he meant, and she felt her loins flush with the lubricants of excitement. She smiled broadly, "Yes I have, but that was then and this is now. Matt and I have sworn off anyone but one another. But, don't change what you wear because of that, not on my account anyway." She figured she wouldn't let him embarrass her, whether he was just kidding of not. "We moved here a couple of weeks back, close to three now, and I started coming up here every morning at this time, swimming, running. Then I come back in the afternoon after work. It is so nice up here. The views are great -- she looked at the skyline of the city, and then she looked directly at his package -- and she smiled at her one time lover. Jeray smiled back knowingly. "Funny lady. I didn't really get much of a chance to find out about your sense of humor. We both had other interests going on. But yep, you're a funny girl. And look, seriously, I really knew nothing about what Marc was doing. I mean that. When I found out, I quit his gym and have moved on. You aren't the only beautiful woman he's victimized I hear. But, I guess Matt and you really got him back pretty good. He was major league embarrassed when word got out. He's really pissed at you guys, especially at Matt." "I believe you Jeray. Neither of us knew. And, thank you so much for the nice note and beautiful flowers. Matt was a little pissed, but he finally understood. We've both moved on to another part of our lives. I think Matt will be a lot surprised to find that you live here. And, he'll try to be a little protective of me. So don't be surprised." "Lisa, tell him he does not have to worry. I'm not the kind of guy that Marc is. Like you, I like the views, but I know enough not to jump off the roof top to enjoy them." He smiled and looked her up and down, winking. "Where is Matt, anyway? Why isn't he up here with you? He's got to learn that he can't be letting you wander around by yourself." "He's in Germany this week, won't be back until Saturday. We love it here and when he can, he comes up with me. And when he finds out you're here, he'll be up all of the time." She smiled her beautiful smile, and Jeray felt his black shaft start to grow as his mind recalled looking into Lisa's beautiful face and eyes as they fucked one another. The recollection of having his throbbing black cock in this beautiful woman, of kissing her and of her kissing him back so hard, so passionately, of the feel of her soft skin and her perfectly toned body, Jeray just felt a rush of excitement coursing through his body. "She is so fucking hot," he thought to himself. "So now that you know it's just me up here, are you going to take off that t shirt?" Jeray asked with a smile. "Yes I will, but just to take my swim which I wasn't going to do, since I didn't recognize you at first." With that, she peeled off her t shirt, revealing a very tiny bikini that barely covered her magnificently firm breasts. Jeray felt his own abdomen tingle even more with excitement at the sight of her nearly naked body. His heart beat picked up. And he felt his cock starting to grow and throb. He didn't care, he hoped she noticed the reaction his body was having to her. He wanted her to know his cock was thinking for itself. "Oh Lis, I'm not sure I can come up here when you're here. Looking the way you do....it's going to be really tough to concentrate on my strokes." "Why thank you Jeray. An older woman always likes to get a compliment for a younger man. Tell you what, you just think about how angry your girl friend will be if she finds out you're hitting on an older woman, and that should help your concentration." And, walking her perfectly shaped body to the edge of the deep end, she dove in and swam toward the shallow end, where she surfaced, looking at her one time mocha lover with the cock that was clearly starting to swell. She looked up at the mocha stud, "Jeray, I need to tell you that we had a special night. Really! But, as I said, that was then. So, we both need to behave ourselves. But, I look forward to sharing the pool with you and to talking. And just so you know, your sending those flowers and that note......that was classy Jeray. I've got to finish my swim, but it's great to see you handsome." And she swam away thinking to herself that Jeray is even more handsome in person than her mind had recalled. He had her juices flowing for sure, and that worried her a little. When Lisa climbed out of the pool, Jeray was standing at the edge with a large white towel covering his mid section. His cock was clearly pushing against the towel. This was not lost on Lisa, and she felt a wave of excitement course through her. "Lisa, will you be coming to the Friday night owners' cookout up here? It'll be a chance to meet most of the owners, have a drink or two, and even skinny dip if you stay late enough. He concluded with a broad smile. "Jeray, have you been listening to me? That was then.......but yes, I already responded that I'll be here. And, I'll be sure to leave before anyone skinny dips." Jeray watched her as her ample breasts pushed against the wet bikini top. She was so, so hot he thought. And, he stared at her beautiful ass and her long shapely legs. How he wanted to plow her garden again he mused to himself. "Okay, sorry Lisa. I need to try to listen more carefully. But what I'm hearing and what you're eyes are saying when they look at me are two totally different things." He smiled his completely irresistible smile, and she felt butterflies in her stomach. Just his overall physical beauty was almost overwhelming for Lisa. "And one more thing, I don't have a girlfriend. Broke up with her right after you and I spent that night together. That's the truth. And yes, you were the reason. But, I didn't know then that you weren't available. So now that I know, you can relax. As I told you, I'm not crazy. But I still have an active fantasy life. Gotta run, it was great seeing you, Lisa." He smiled and turned to walk away. Lisa watched his broad shoulders, nicely muscled and his tightly sculpted back. He was such a hunk she thought. She wondered if he really broke up with his girlfriend, and if she really was the reason. And she felt herself being dangerously pulled to him, to his magnificent body, to his skilled love making. Sex with him, she mused was truly the best she had ever had. He was the perfect combination of male beauty, skilled and gentle and attentive love making, and intense passion. Lisa was worried, she felt so attracted to him. For the next several days, Lisa did not go to the roof deck. She was afraid of seeing Jeray again. She had been wrestling with her feelings of excitement as she thought of seeing him on Monday morning, of seeing his fantastic body, his smile, hearing his voice. She was afraid she'd be drawn in by his charm, by what she knew for sure was her attraction to him. So, she went to the roof deck in the afternoons, when she was sure he had classes at BU. She swam and read and enjoyed the deck then. And then on Thursday morning as she left her condo, Lisa found a note taped to her door. She knew instantly it was from Jeray. "Hey Lisa, Look, I 'm sorry if I came on too strong, if I offended you, if somehow I played a role in your not coming back to the deck in the morning. Just so you know, I won't go up there in the morning anymore because I am pretty sure I am the reason you are not going there now. And, I am sorry. I would be lying if I said seeing you again did not get me all excited, because it did. So, until further notice, I won't spoil your fun up there. I will use it at like 11 at night; I hope you don't use it then too, if you do, just let me know! And, I won't be going to the owners' cook out, so you can go and enjoy. You're a nice lady who is also so freaking hot, I have a hard time controlling myself. Next time I run into you, I promise to be a perfect gentleman. My behavior on Monday is the result of my hormones, not my brain. And, I was flattered that you seemed just a little interested in me too. But, I know you and Matt are starting fresh, and I don't want to screw that up. Jeray" Lisa read the note and had a mixture of feelings. First she was touched that Jeray was so thoughtful and kind. He read the whole thing correctly. She was flattered that she really did seem to excite him, she felt like a college girl again. But she also knew that he was right when he said he thought she seemed a little interested in him as well, because it was true. But this thing about not using the roof deck, she felt awful. She didn't want to stop him from enjoying it. And his not going to the cook out was also silly, surely they could both go and it would be fine. Probably with other people around they would be okay. But in the back of her thoughts was the knowledge that her body felt incredibly attracted to this young black Adonis. And now, it was clear that not only was he incredibly good looking, he was also thoughtful and kind. This made her all the more attracted to him, and this worried her even more. As she put his note into her bag and prepared to take the elevator, her mind yet again played scenes from her night with Jeray. He had been very gentle and attentive to her, touching her softly, kissing her gently. He was not aggressive at all at first. He wanted her to be comfortable. She was certain that if she had not wanted to have sex, it would have been okay with him. But as he touched her, and kissed her, and sucked her nipples while he gently massaged her clit, she recalled how excited her body had become as this young black man began making love to her, worshipping her body. And when his massive black cock first pushed into her vagina, he had made her so wet with desire, that she took him much more easily than she thought possible. And then she remembered how his rigid black penis made her feel full, how it stretched her, even more than Marc's had, how its thickness had excited the walls of her vagina, and of how she squeezed her pussy tightly around his massive shaft. He felt wonderful, she recalled. As the night wore on, he had become much more aggressive, and she had loved it. He made her feel so excited that night, and now it was hard to forget. Lisa spent the day at work preoccupied with how to deal with Jeray. She definitely wanted him to feel free to use the roof deck when she was there. And if he didn't she would tell him that she would not use it either. Further, she would insist that he go to the cook out. She'd jokingly tell him that she'd leave before the skinny dipping began. But she would not tell him how just the thought of him, how his magnificent body, how his kind manner excited her so much that her juices were dripping from her pussy all day. She couldn't let him know how she really felt about him sexually, and she would have to concentrate on not looking over his wonderful body anymore. She could not be so obvious. And most of all, she had to keep her feelings from Matt, who was really trying hard to atone for his straying months before she had her one week fling. As she pondered what to do and what to say, she wished Matt were there. Just his presence would be the perfect diversion for her. She could fuck him at night, instead of fucking Jeray, as she had done in her fantasies for the past three nights. Matt would take her mind off of Jeray and Matt's body would give her a refuge, a sexual release. But she was afraid that one of these days she'd actually say Jeray's name while her husband was making love to her. And she continued to worry. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 15 After thinking all day of how to deal with Jeray’s note, Lisa finally decided that she would go to the roof deck at 11 p.m. that night with the hope of talking with him. She really wanted Jeray to know that he could be up there in the morning with her alone, just that they would be neighbors, not lovers. She felt awful that he had stopped using the pool, and worse that he would not go to the cook out on Friday night. While she was determined to let Jeray know that he should use the roof deck, and go to the cook out, and do anything else he wanted to do as part of living in the same condo building, Lisa was also nervous about talking with him because in her mind’s eye she could see Jeray’s model like body and handsome face. He mind kept flashing back to their night together, and she recalled the feel of his smooth, tightly muscled body as she held it naked against her own body. Once again, she remembered how magnificent his granite hard onyx shaft felt as it was lodged deep inside her vagina, and she could almost feel it again plunging into her fast and hard, a sign of his youthful eagerness and stamina. And, what she really liked about Jeray was that his cock, his smooth mocha body, his handsome lips satisfied her needs, over and over again that night. She remembered her first orgasm with Jeray and how she shook with pleasure as he continued to pump his thick black cock in and out of her dripping pussy. And Lisa also remembered how Jeray had rolled his body off of hers after he shot his gooey cum into her womb and then kissed her gently and cuddled with her, stroking her milky white skin with his dark hands. Lisa felt a surge of excitement when she thought again of how her young black lover had slowly stroked, and kissed and sucked her and then had aroused her again and again that night, bringing her to one orgasm after another. And she worried now, because she knew that her body craved this handsome young man. Seeing him once again earlier in the week had reignited these pleasurable memories for her. She felt butterflies in her stomach and a tingling in her pussy whenever she thought of him. But, she knew she’d have to put on a good front and not show Jeray that he had any affect on her that way. She suspected he knew how she felt, but she had to play it cool. What also secretly pleased Lisa was that Jeray genuinely felt just as excited about her as she did about him. She knew she was almost eight years older than he, and that was not a huge age difference, but usually it was older guys after younger women, not the other way around. After she had finally decided when and how she would approach Jeray, she felt better that she at least had a plan of how to deal with his presence in their condo building. As usual, Lisa spoke with Matt on the computer for a half hour or so just before she ate supper. Talking with him and seeing his face on the computer was something she looked forward to every day. They had not done that before when he was away on business. And it made her feel better to see him and talk each afternoon that he was away. She had not mentioned Jeray as yet because she knew that Matt would be upset, even though he knew Jeray was used by Marc in the same way she had been. In fact, it was Marc who kind of pushed her his way. But, Matt had seen the video clip of her and Jeray, and she had to admit to herself that it was very obvious that the two of them clicked very well together. She knew that Matt would be very upset with the fact that a guy she had found so hot was now living in the same building as they were. But, Lisa was intent on setting things straight with Jeray. He was a nice guy and she wanted him to be comfortable around her as a neighbor and nothing more. So after she and Matt talked, she poured herself a glass of wine and gave some thought to what she would say to Jeray when she went up to the roof deck at eleven that night. She needed the wine to calm her nerves. She continued to sip her wine, and by the time 11 o’clock rolled around, she had actually drunk four glasses of pino grigio, something she did not often do. But she definitely did not feel tipsy, just a little warm, and fully relaxed. She was certain that she could approach Jeray now and let him know that the two of them could coexist nicely in the same building. She’d promise to behave appropriately, and she knew he would as well. Lisa opened the door to the roof deck at about eleven twenty and immediately liked the ambiance of the low lights that illuminated the space and did not interfere with the lights of the city’s skyline. The mid-June night was mild with no breeze at all, and the full moon washed light over the entire roof area, and so the deck was relatively easy to navigate with the combined natural and artificial lighting. Wearing a loose fitting, sleeveless, pink cotton blouse with white cotton shorts that came to just above her mid thigh, Lisa felt warm and comfortable in the summerlike air. She had debated whether to put a bra on, but she figured there was no need as Jeray and already seen everything she had, so why bother she thought. . Lisa could hear water splashing in the pool and assumed that it was Jeray swimming his laps. But, she could also hear the sound of low voices to her right and realized that there might be someone else up there besides Jeray and her. Looking to her right, Lisa immediately spotted what appeared to be two women sitting in lounge chairs. It was difficult to see them clearly because they were seated in an area that really didn’t get much of the artificial light of the deck. Wanting to look like she was just up there to get some fresh air and enjoy the view, Lisa walked forward on a path that would bring her close to the pool and lead her in the direction of the south side of the building that offered the best of the city views. In almost a whisper, one of the woman called softly, “Lisa, Lisa is that you?” Lisa looked to her right and realized that it was Megan Dexter, a neighbor from the third floor, the lower rent part of the building. “Oh hi Megan. Yes, it's me. Just up for some air, enjoy the night. It's nice, I've never been up here late like this. What a great night.”Lisa tried to sound casual, like she was just up to look around and enjoy the nice night. Now she wasn't so sure she should talk to Jeray with Megan and her friend there. “Nice. Lisa, this is my friend Sherry. We're enjoying the views too. Especially the one in the pool!” And, they both laughed softly at that comment. Lisa knew instantly now that Megan and Sherry were hiding in the shadows and watching Jeray, even though she had not actually seen him as yet. Acting puzzled, she said, “The pool? I don't think I understand.” “You will, Lisa. Just keep your eyes on the stair area of the pool. Jeray, who lives next to you guys swims up here every night.......naked! He's so incredibly hot, Lisa. Sorry, but we can't help ourselves. He doesn't know we hide over here. We leave before he does, but what a body and what equipment! My husband would kill me, but I love watching him. So does Sherry!” The women chuckled a little and moaned pleasurably. Lisa felt her heart race when she realized that Jeray was up here swimming naked. She couldn't possibly see him here. She knew it would be too much for her to handle, or at least she thought it would be. Searching in her mind for a response, she said, “Oh my girls! I never would have thought. I think I better leave, but you guys can enjoy the sights. I just want to look at the skyline. She smiled at them and turned to leave. Megan, who was probably in her early forties, as was her friend, Sherry, said “Well Lisa, not everyone is married to the eye candy you are. Some of us have to enjoy the scenery and fantasize. And I bet a lot of the women in this building are hoping that Matt will swim naked as well. Maybe you could put in a word for us.” She said this good naturedly and they all laughed softly. “Megan, you’re too funny! He just might do that if he has enough to drink. But otherwise, he's pretty conservative. At least he is when other people are around. But I'll ask him for you.” She smiled and walked away toward the outer wall to look at the view. She really wanted to look at the pool to steal a glimpse of Jeray, but she figured that would be obvious. Lisa stood at the edge of the deck at the brick wall for about fifteen minutes. She heard Jeray emerge from the pool, and then the door to the stairs closed, meaning that Megan and Sherry had made their escape. She was afraid to turn and go now. She didn't know how to face a naked Jeray. She’d definitely fumble her words if he was naked in front of her. In fact, she wasn’t sure now if she could even see him in a swim suit without getting flustered. She felt so excited, she didn’t know what to do. So she ignored him as if she didn’t know he was there. She wasn't even sure if he saw her as the pool was over a hundred feet from where she was standing. Her eyes were taking in the beautifully illuminated skyline, but her mind was on Jeray in the pool. Why was he naked at night and why wasn't he naked in the morning? She wasn't sure. But now, she would wait until he left and then she'd return to her condo and figure out another plan to talk with him. Slowly, Lisa began to relax. It had been another ten minutes, and she heard no noises. She figured that Jeray must be gone and so she stood there considering how excited the talk of him naked in the pool had made her, and how worried she had been about coming across him in that state. She didn't know how she'd react. As she calmed down, she finally began to enjoy the stars and the night in general. “I know why Megan and her friend were here. But, why are you here? I mean, the only thing I can think of is that you wanted to see me. But, you've just ignored me. Are you afraid I'm still naked? Well, I'm not. I've just been standing here admiring the views and enjoying the soft sweet aroma of your body wash. Trust me, it's ok to turn around, Lisa.” At first his voice stunned her, but then she listened and responded. “Yes, I came to see you, but when I realized Megan and her friend were here, and they told me you were naked, I guess I panicked. I didn't know what to do.” She turned and in the soft light of the evening saw the outline of Jeray's beautiful form. He was shirtless with a thick dark towel around his waist. Lisa felt her juices flow, a wave of excitement coursed through her body. Before she let her eyes wander all over him, she locked them onto his and said, “Jeray, I just wanted to tell you that I want you to use the pool in the morning like you always have. And you have to come to the cook out tomorrow night. I feel awful that you are not doing stuff because of me. What we had that one night was nice, really nice, Jeray. But, I’m married and I can’t do that again. I guess it was just a momentary slip. Marc had this kind of power over me, but thankfully that’s over. And besides Jeray, do you realize that I’m a lot older than you are. I’m twenty-eight, and you’re still in college! And I am sure there are plenty of girls who are dying to have the chance to throw themselves at you.” She finished and smiled at the stud who stood in front of her with a towel around his waist. His perfectly chiseled torso, his beautifully shaped pecs and his broad shoulders with his nicely muscled arms were all taken in by her wandering eyes, and Jeray smiled back at her, knowing her eyes were saying something different from her lips. He knew she wanted him, and she was struggling with it. He felt his cock growing under the towel. It remembered sliding into her tight white pussy. And he remembered how incredibly responsive she had been as a lover. As his thick black cock began to swell, his mind recalled how tight her vagina had felt. He remembered that he felt her using her muscles to squeeze his cock, trying to get all the pleasure it had to give. He knew his cock had pushed hard at her cervix, but she loved it and she had put her hands tightly on his mocha ass and pulled him hard into her. Her body loved everything about the sex they had that night. And his body loved servicing this deprived white wife. At twenty-one, Jeray could look back over a very active sex life from the age of twelve when his sister’s fifteen year old girl friend had sucked him off and made out with him. He had slept with probably thirty different women. He enjoyed most of them, but Lisa was definitely the best fuck he had ever had. And on top of that, he had feelings for her. He really liked her. He wasn’t sure why, but he loved fucking her, and he had come to like her after spending eight hours of intimate time with her. And, he was certain she was hooked on him as well. So, he thought he’d try to get her to confirm that, he was looking for any opening he could find with her. He felt pretty sure he’d be able to get her into his bed. It might take a while, but he thought it was possible. And if he could get her to sleep with him just once more, he was pretty confident he could make it a regular thing with her. “Lisa, I can accept the fact that you and Matt are trying to make it work. I get that, and it’s fine. That’s why I said I’d stay away from here when you’re up here. I figured it would make it easier on both of us. But Lisa, don’t talk to me about the age thing, okay? I mean you’re seven years older than I am. So what? But, you really look like you’re about nineteen or twenty, so the age thing doesn’t mean a thing to me, especially with you looking the way you do. But maybe it’s really my age that’s the problem. Maybe I don’t have enough experience for you. Maybe you’re just trying to be kind saying you’re too old for me when what you really mean to say is that I don’t have enough experience, and so I didn’t really satisfy you when we were together. Is that it Lisa? Wasn’t I any good that night. It seemed to me that we both had a good time, but that’s really what it is Lisa. Isn’t it? You’re really trying to be kind, to let me down easily. You don’t want to hurt my feelings by saying the truth, that I just wasn’t any good for you that night.” Jeray could see a cloud of worry wash over Lisa’s face. He knew she was taking his bait, so he kept it going a little further. “That really is it, Lisa! I wasn’t as good as Marc was, and you didn’t really get as much from being with me as you did with him.” Jeray’s facial expressions seemed to say he was just realizing something he had not known before. And, his little scam was working on Lisa. “Well, you know what Lisa, I guess I am a lot younger and have a lot more to learn about everything. I totally misread you. I thought you enjoyed our night as much as I did. And, the reality is that Marc is a much more experienced guy than I am, and so you probably do prefer him. So, that’s cool. We’re cool. I’m sorry, and I really won’t bother you again. I just feel like a little kid who should have known better. Look, I think I should probably go, and don’t worry I can come up here when you’re here and I will go to the cook out, and I won’t show any signs of the incredible crush I have on you Lisa.” He started to turn and Lisa reached out, almost frantically, and grabbed his arm, feeling his magnificent bicep. “Don’t go, Jeray! You’re totally and completely wrong. Marc was no where near good as you were! When we swapped that night, I had no idea of what to expect, but the whole time with you was excellent. You have to know that, I mean you had to have known that you satisfied me like I had never been satisfied before. I’m not lying to you, you were wonderful that night Jeray. So please don’t think you weren’t. Marc is a bad dream, but when I think about you Jeray, I get all aroused and excited all over again, just like that night.” She continued to keep her hand on his bicep, feeling electrified by the touch of his body. “But, now Matt and I have reconciled and we’re trying to get it the way it was before. So, believe me, it’s hard for me like it is for you because I guess I’m attracted to you the same way you say you are to me.” And now Lisa’s eyes started to fill with tears, and Jeray saw his opening. He hadn’t wanted to upset her or to make her cry, but now that she was starting to cry, he was going to comfort her. “Lis, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to upset you.” He put his hand on hers, and then letting go of his towel, wrapped both arms around a now sobbing Lisa. His towel stayed in place as he hugged her, but Lisa felt his black manhood from underneath the towel pushing at her abdomen. “Lisa, I apologize. I just thought for a second that maybe I was kidding myself that you liked the time we had that night. Now I know for sure that you did. I didn’t mean to get you upset.” He pulled her into his naked torso, and he just let his cock swell hard up against her. He felt Lisa’s soft hands and arms wrap around his back as she rested her face against his naked chest. They held one another tightly for a few moments, and Lisa’s sobbing seemed to subside. Lisa could feel Jeray’s hard black cock pressing hard into her now, and she loved the feel of it. Her stomach and abdomen were alive with desire for Jeray. Her heart was racing and just the touch of his naked skin had aroused her incredibly. She was terrified at what her body wanted to do with him. And yet, she could not bring herself to break their embrace. Jeray knew he might have a very hard time ever getting another opening like this one with Lisa. So, with that in mind, he pulled away from her embrace, just slightly. And that movement caused his thick white terry cloth towel to loosen and begin to slide down. Taking his two hands and placing them on Lisa’s face, Jeray pulled his one time lover’s lips to his saying, “I’m sorry I upset you babe.” And he moved his lips to hers and kissed her first gently, and then he felt her lips respond. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and he moved imperceptibly, but enough for his towel to fall to the deck, allowing his rock hard black shaft to push against Lisa’s mid section. Her hands slipped down his back and felt his naked black ass, and she pulled his body hard against hers. Lisa knew that she did not want this to happen, but she also knew she very much wanted it to happen. She loved the feel of his naked body again, the feel of his firm and muscled ass cheeks. They kissed and stroked one another, Jeray’s hands finding their way under Lisa’s blouse and to her wonderfully firm white breasts. Finally, Lisa’s hands slid around Jeray’s hips and while one hand cupped his magnificent ball sack with its two warm and thick testicles, her other hand grasped his warm and throbbing black manhood, and she knew then that she was happy with her decision. Not worrying about whether anyone else would come onto the roof deck, Lisa pulled her lips from Jeray and knelt in front of her black Adonis. Not having seen Jeray’s black cock since that night four months ago, Lisa’s eyes feasted on its thickness, its large black mushroom, and its very substantial length, nearly a full foot. As her eyes took in his beautiful masculinity, Lisa could feel her vagina yearning for this remarkable and beautiful black manhood to fill her once again. Taking him with both hands, Lisa held Jeray’s veined, jet black penis to her lips, kissing it, licking it, and gently nibbling at it. She used her hands to squeeze his rock hard shaft, sliding back and forth on it and marveling at its rigidity. Finally, with Jeray’s hands on her head, Lisa opened her mouth wide, taking in her lover’s manhood, sucking and tonguing it. She was pleased as she heard Jeray moan very deeply in pleasure. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 15 “Oh babe, you have no idea how good you feel. No idea! I have dreamt of this so many times, Lisa. I’ve wanted your body since the first time I laid eyes on you at the gym. You’re so fucking hot, Lisa.” Jeray’s eyes were closed and his head was tilted back in pleasure as he spoke. For her part, Lisa was thrilled that this was really happening. Moments earlier she put Matt out of her mind. She rationalized that if he could fuck Kate for six months that she too could have a little fun. And she resolved to give herself totally to Jeray tonight. Her body ached for him. As her lover moaned, she moved her hands more quickly back and forth on his onyx shaft. They slid more easily now, being lubed with her saliva. Jeray’s muscles were tight and taut with pleasure as the pretty wife sucked eagerly on his black manhood. He held his hands on top of her head, and he pulled her mouth onto his black pleasure giver hard, feeling her esophagus stretch tightly around his mushroom and shaft. Lisa gagged a little, but she wanted to please Jeray so much. In time, Jeray began to face fuck Lisa fast and hard, pushing his shaft down her throat with each plunge. He was now yelling loudly, but Lisa didn’t care if anyone heard. She placed her hands on his ass as his own hands pulled and pushed on her head, guiding his cock in and out of her mouth. Finally, he gasped and yelled and his body went completely rigid, and Lisa felt the warmth of his cum as he shot ropes of his love juice down her throat. “Oh, OHHHH! AAAHHHH!!!! Oh Lisa! OH FUCK LISA! OHHHHHHH…..” And, Jeray’s cock was lodged deep down Lisa’s throat as her lips were stretched around it. Jeray slipped his fingers under Lisa’s armpits and lifted her to her feet. His dripping cock oozed drops of his cum, and Lisa’s lips had cum and saliva spread over them and her chin. He smiled at his lover. “Babe, that was so fucking awesome. I need to repay you, right now. We can go to my place. I guarantee you; you’ll love what I have in store for you.” He kissed her, tasting his own cum in the process. Lisa held him tightly as he held her back. Jeray bent to scoop his towel and rewrapped his body, his thick cock still significantly swollen and glistening with Lisa’s saliva and his own cum. Jeray wrapped his arm around his lover and they walked quickly from the deck. No one was in the hallway as the couple entered Jeray’s condo. Lisa looked around to be sure no one was around before entering her lover’s place. “Babe, I have waited so long for this. I never thought I’d have you again, I cannot believe you’re here right now with me. But, I want this to be the best for you Lisa.” He slid Lisa’s shorts over her thighs, using his thumbs to hook her panties and bring them along for the downward ride. Then he slipped his hands up and under her cotton blouse and pulled it over her head. Jeray stepped back and admired the pretty naked white wife who stood smiling before him. “How long are you going to make me wait for you handsome? I want to feel you all over me, and in me.” “No more waiting, babe.” His black cock was rigid yet again as he dropped his white towel on the living room floor. He guided his lover to his bedroom and lifted her in his arms, placing her gently on his bed. Lisa wanted Jeray’s cock in her immediately, but that was not to happen. Instead, he spread her legs apart, inserting two mocha fingers into her love canal. “Whoa babe, pretty wet stuff there. What have you been thinking about?” “This same thing I’ve been thinking about since Monday when I first saw you up on that deck, your big black cock.” Lisa finished with a smile, looking at Jeray’s black monster sticking out ninety degrees from his abdomen. He then got on his knees at the edge of the bed, sliding Lisa’s legs to either side of his head. At the first touch of his tongue on her labia, Lisa gasped in pleasure. She wanted his cock inside of her, but before she could try to pull his dark and muscular form up onto her, he stretched both of his beautifully formed mocha arms up her body and he held her breasts as he ate her pussy. She threw her head back onto his bed and wrapped her legs around his back. His tongue was licking and massaging while he played with her breasts with his hands. For her part, Lisa used her hands to feel his muscular arms, his shoulders, the top of his nearly shaved head. Moans of pleasure were coming from Lisa almost immediately. Jeray was so good at eating pussy that he had her near climax very quickly, and her legs were squeezing his head, and clamping on his shoulders and head together. He could feel her finger nails scratching into his biceps, not drawing blood, but close. He knew he had her ready for him because her vagina was drenched with her love juices. Suddenly, Lisa’s legs straightened out stiffly, her fingers grasped onto his scalp and her body spasmed tightly as her first orgasm overtook her beautiful body. Jeray expertly pinched her nipples as she climaxed and she screamed with pleasure. Quickly, before she even finished her orgasm, Jeray moved her creamy white body up on the bed and he knelt between her legs looking down at her beautiful face, framed by her soft, sandy hair. Her magnificently firm breasts stood up, her toned upper body and her long and shapely legs made her the most beautiful woman Jeray had ever fucked. “Fuck me Jereay. What are you waiting for?” She almost pleaded. “Babe, I don’t have any condoms. Are you still on the pill?” Jeray asked. He knew she’d let him fuck her, but he deliberately did this to let her orgasm subside because he wanted to edge her, to make her want him desperately. “No, I stopped taking it. But I can worry about that later. I want you, Jeray, please!” He moved up, got more in position and said, “Lis, I don’t have to . I can buy condoms tomorrow. We can fuck then if you want, so you won’t have to worry.” Lisa’s was overcome with desire for him. “Jeray, please, please fuck me now. I need you in me. Please!” She looked at his square shoulders, the beautiful face, the handsome smile, and his absolutely chiseled and ripped body and she was so happy she was in his bed with him. But she needed him now, desperately. Placing his hands on either side of her shoulders, he positioned his cock so that it rested just above her vagina. He smiled and said, “Go ahead Lisa, take it and put it in.” She didn’t delay and looked at the massive black cock, wanting it so very much deep inside of her. It looked huge to her, much larger than Matt’s. Once she had positioned it at her cunt’s opening, she rubbed the thick mushroom up and down, pleasuring herself. Jeray smiled. “You really do want this, don’t you? Perfect, because so do I babe. You are so fucking beautiful, do you realize that Lisa? And your pussy is so unbelievably tight.” With a slow forward movement, Jeray pushed his black shaft all the way in, slowly and steadily. Lisa moaned with pleasure. She lifted her hands and felt his toned body, moving them up and down his torso. She pinched his jet black nipples and smiled at him dreamily, now that she had what she so craved. She felt so filled by him, she loved his feel. For his part, Jeray absolutely loved the feel of her tight vagina as it stretched around his black manhood. She was so lubed that he had no problem entering her. As he began fucking her slowly, he locked his eyes to hers. She stared directly into his eyes, relishing the fucking he was giving her. He could tell that her body was preparing yet another orgasm in response to his fucking. As she looked at him, her face was grimacing in pleasure. She bit her lip. She was trying to hold off cumming until he did, but she wasn’t having much luck. She placed her hands on his beautiful ass and pulled him into her. “Jeray, I love your feel. You make me love to me better than anyone”……and without warning it happened. She spasmed and twitched as her orgasm overtook her. She couldn’t hold her eyes open, she was in too much pleasure. “Just enjoy it babe! You need to squeeze as much out of it as you can, Lis. I want this to be the best for you. So just hold on to that black rod and let it please that tight pussy of yours. You’re gonna love this, I promise.” With that said, Jeray began to absolutely pound Lisa’s cunt in a way that she had never been fucked before. It stunned her at first, and it hurt. He slammed her hard and shook her body, so much so that she wrapped her arms around his waist to hold onto him. But as he slammed his incredibly stiff cock into and out of her, she marveled at his stamina. And, she knew it was his age. Now, incredibly as this black stallion pounded his love shaft into her, her hurt turned into remarkable pleasure. She wanted to feel him more, to have him rip her open. She spread her legs and began screaming, “Oh Jeray, FUCK ME, FUCK ME! HARD!!!!” Jeray’s cock was as hard as steel and glistened with his lover’s juices each time it pulled out of her cunt. Finally, he felt his balls tighten and he felt his cum shoot into his beautiful white lover. He looked down at her, her eyes were closed and she was now in yet another orgasm as he continue to pump and shoot into her. Jeray was now sweating and his pleasure was so intense that he used his stiff cock to raise Lisa’s mid section several inches off the bed as he pumped his black baby juices into his lover. Lisa was exhausted by that orgasm, but Jeray amazed her that he was not. Instead, he removed his still hard and swollen black shaft, straddled her body and made her suck the residue of their love making from his pulsing penis. As she sucked her mocha Adonis, Jeray said, “Babe, you are so good for me. I’ve never had better sex with anyone. You feel so fuckin hot, Lisa, so hot!” After she finished, Jeray lay next to her, cuddled with her, kissed her gently. The incredible sex animal of moments before had turned into a gentle lover once again. Jeray’s aggressive behavior frightened Lisa at first, but then she had loved his forcefulness, never having experienced anything so intensely sexual before in her life. And now her black muscled lover was as tender as could be with her. And she worried for a moment. She worried because she and Matt were trying to have a baby. She thought that surely Jeray could have impregnated her just now. But, she could deal with pregnancy. What really worried her was the intensity of their sex, the intensity of the attraction she had for this handsome black boy/man. She knew she would be his whenever he wanted her. And, she hoped he wanted her often. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 16 Lisa Sets Personal Goal The early morning light settled through the bedroom window and gently illuminated the intertwined naked bodies of the two lovers as they lay asleep on Jeray's king size bed. Lisa's soft white skin contrasted nicely with Jeray's smooth mocha body as she straddled his beautifully defined form. She slept soundly on her right side, with her head resting atop Jeray's chest, her ample milky white breasts pushing into the side of his torso, an arm and hand resting over his chiseled abs, and her left leg lying across his upper thighs. Jeray lay on his back, his head turned to his left in the direction of his lover. He had wrapped his left arm around Lisa as they settled to rest following hours of intense love making. Everything about the lovers looked perfect. Lisa's body was truly remarkable. From her soft and truly beautiful face surrounded by her sandy colored shoulder length hair, to her perfectly shaped breasts, which were not overly large, but certainly not small, to her toned torso, her beautifully shaped and long legs, she was just perfect in her appeal and appearance. For his part, Jeray possessed a body that most guys envied and that was eye candy for any woman who saw him. At six foot three, he was tall. His two hundred pound weight was solid, and toned, and beautifully defined. Every muscle on the man's body looked as thought a trainer had spent years helping Jeray develop them correctly. And finally, his remarkably handsome face set off his beautiful white teeth, and his shaven head revealed a stubble of new growth covering a perfectly shaped skull. What's more, Jeray was also blessed with a really massive penis, both in terms of its thickness and length, and that was complemented by a huge pair of balls encased in a ball sack that hung very, very low. The vibration of Jeray's cell phone on the night stand roused Lisa, but not Jeray. As she opened her eyes and realized that she had spent the night with him, the first thing she noticed was his beautifully defined mocha colored pecs that her head was resting on. She felt his arm on her back, and she felt a surge of lust for her lover as her nostrils took in his scent. She noted that her pussy felt exceptionally wet, almost squishy, with their mingled love juices, and she breathed a sigh of contentment as her mind replayed the immense sexual satisfaction that she had experienced with her lover in the preceding hours. Lisa's mind raced with thoughts shaded by guilt at having been unfaithful to Matt once again, and with additional thoughts of exhilaration as her body recalled the incredible sex she had just had with Jeray. While she and Matt had spent many weeks trying to mend their hurts over their mutual infidelities, Lisa continued to be bothered by the fact that Matt had been having an affair for at least six months before she ever found out about it, and before she had allowed herself to be seduced by Marc. And, had it not been for Marc, Matt would have continued fucking Kate. But once she first had sex with someone other than Matt, she recalled being surprised that the sex with Marc was so intense and pleasurable. And then she remembered her first night with Jeray as Marc had taken Jeray's girlfriend into his bed, swapping Lisa for her. Lisa had been hurt at first, but Jeray had made the night exceptional for her both as an incredibly strong and passionate lover, and as a gentle and considerate man. What's more, recently when Jeray realized they were living in the same building, Lisa appreciated the fact that he had decided to alter his work out and swimming schedule just to accommodate her, so she would not feel uncomfortable coming up to the roof area with him there. He knew they were both attracted to one another, but he respected the fact that she was working on rebuilding her marriage with Matt. But looking at the sleeping Adonis now, Lisa couldn't deny to herself the incredibly strong attraction she had to his magnificent body and to his personality; and she knew he was equally turned on by her body as well. What's more, the sex they had had during the preceding hours was just totally remarkable. Lisa felt conflicted. She knew she could not continue to see Jeray. She had allowed herself this one night of pleasure, but knew she had to stop. She knew she could not disrupt her life for this handsome young black man, and yet she knew that now that she had tasted sex with him yet again, that she would have an unbelievably hard time resisting joining him in his bed. In fact, she knew she was so taken with Jeray that even if he stayed clear of her, she worried that she would seek him out. These thoughts worried her. Now, looking at him as he slept, Lisa felt a wave of lust sweep through her loins. Her eyes went to his thick almost jet black manhood as it rested across his upper thigh. She couldn't help herself and lifted her head and moved her mouth to his flaccid penis, which even in that state was wonderfully thick and long. She gently lifted his thick black mushroom to her mouth with her fingers, and she sucked his love shaft greedily toward the back of her throat. Jeray moved slightly, still asleep. Lisa ran her right hand up his chiseled abs and up to his firm pecs, feeling the smoothness of his mocha colored skin as well as the firmly sculpted muscles beneath it. She loved the feel of her young stud's hard body. Now, his cock was coming to life, filling her mouth quickly as it expanded. She felt her lover's hands in her hair. "Just can't get enough of it, can you babe? I love how you suck me, Lisa. You are so very good at it. Did you sleep okay, babe?" He looked down at her beautiful face, noting his thick cock glistening with her saliva as she sucked and stroked it. "Do you know that no other girl I've been with in my short life has the energy in bed that you do, and to think that you're worried about being a few years older than I am. Forget it babe. I can barely keep up with you, and I love it." Jeray smiled broadly down at Lisa as she continued sucking his now fully erect ten inch ebony shaft. "Come up here for a minute Lisa. I want to start the day off right by kissing my white cougar wife." Jeray smiled and laughed, as he noted Lisa's face take on a look of disbelief. "I might be older mister, but I'm not anywhere old enough to be a cougar." She moved her naked body up her lover's torso, and he noted her full breasts handing down, touching his mid section and then coming to rest on his chest." Looking directly into his white wife lover's eyes he said, "You are so freaking hot Lisa. What am I gonna do when Matt gets back here? I mean, I don't know if I can stand the thought that we won't be able to do this. You get me so hard, Lisa. You have no idea how horny I get when I think about you, never mind when I'm in bed with you. I have to tell you that since we spent that night together three months ago, I have thought about you every day. See the impact you had on me babe? I'm crazy about you!" Lisa's eyes began to tear up as Jeray spoke. She realized that her feelings for him both sexually and personally were mutual. At the same time, she realized that he had expressed exactly what she had been thinking, that she didn't know if she could resist coming to his bed once Matt had returned from his business trip the next day. For the first time in her married life, she felt herself desiring another man more than she desired her own husband. With Marc it had been just wonderful sex, but she never really connected with him. But in only a short time with Jeray, she realized there was both great sex as well as a connection between the two of them. Seeing her eyes begin to water, Jeray said to Lisa, "Babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I'll be okay when Matt gets back. And really, you won't have to worry about me bothering you. I'll give you your space cuz I know the two of you have had hard times lately, and you're trying to make it work." He pulled her face into his and kissed her hard, and passionately. Their kiss lasted and lasted, and lasted. He felt her moist and warm pussy moving around frantically, trying to lodge his thick love meat at the opening of her vagina. Her body was quickly successful, and Jeray felt Lisa slide her body down hard on his thick cock, causing it to spear into her eager love canal. He loved the feel of her tight pussy, and he pushed hard in and out of her selfishly. For her part, Lisa was thrusting her mid section down and hard onto her black lover. His thick black cock felt so huge inside of her, she loved its thickness, its length, the throbbing of it deep inside of her body. Breaking their kiss, Jeray looked into his lover's eyes. "Are you okay babe? I'm sorry, didn't mean to get you upset." He said this as the two of them pumped and ground onto one another. "Problem is, if we keep doing this babe, I think I am going to be totally in love with you. I know that sounds like a line to you, but it's not believe me. I think about you all of the time, and now that we've spent the night together again, I know why. So let's just enjoy this day. Is that okay. Can we just spend this day together, and then you won't see me? I've never felt this way with a woman before. But with you, it's way different for me." Lisa's face was flushed with the sex, and so even prettier. She managed between deep breaths, "Jeray, I feel the same way. And it scares me. I think I am falling in love with you too. Really. I have never felt this way either, but I do now. Yes, we can have the day today. I'll just call in sick. Do you think you can make me feel better?" She smiled and sat up on her lover's prone body and rode his massive black cock as she pinched the jet black nipples of his chest. In only moments, Lisa's loins felt what she could only describe as an electric charge, and she felt her body's response to Jeray's love shaft. She felt herself shakng, her body quivered with pleasure, she felt her vagina clamp hard around Jeray's manhood as her fists clenched his hard chest. For his part, Jeray's hands were pulling Lisa's beautifully firm white ass tightly onto his pounding cock. He felt his own orgasm begin to swell within him, even as his lover was experiencing her own intense climax. Lisa was breathless as she felt her lover's body's stamina as it continued pounding in and out of her. She looked down and noted the sweat on his brow and the contented smile on his face. Then his beautiful mocha muscles seemed to harden, tense up, and she smiled as she took pleasure in the fact that she had brought this handsome black stud to an incredible climax. He made her feel so young, and at that moment she knew that she loved him. "Oh shit, babe! You feel so fucking good!! Oh, sorry, didn't mean to say that word, but babe you make me cum like no one else. Oh Lisa, you feel so freakin good to me!! Don't leave babe! Don't leave today. I need to have you to myself all day!." Lisa bent forward and looked at Jeray before planting her lips on his, and the two of them embraced as their orgasms slowly melted away. Jeray's penis remained hard as granite, and Lisa felt his strong arms holding her soft body tightly to his own. The thought occurred to her as she lay atop of Jeray that after last night and this morning, she might very well be pregnant with their child. But that thought did not seem to worry her the way it had last night. In fact, Lisa felt herself almost wishing that she would get pregnant with her beautiful black stud. Lisa and Jeray fell asleep for an hour or so, her soft white body lying atop of his muscled mocha frame. His thick cock stayed wedged in her love cave which was drenched with their comingled love fluids, the residue of which was leaking ever so slowly down his shaft, down the crack of his firm black ass onto his sheets. Lisa felt Jeray stir, and she jumped, startled coming out of her dreams. "Stay here babe, I'm going to get us some coffee and something to eat. I'll be right back." He slid out from under Lisa, and covered her body with the sheet. Still tired from the night's and early morning activities, she slid back into sleep right after watching Jeray's athletic form glide naked from the bedroom. Half hour later, Jeray was back with coffee and croissants for the two of them. Lisa sat up in bed, her eyes taking in her handsome lover's naked body in the morning light. Yet again, she felt a surge of excitement as she took in his magnificent form. "Jeray, did you mean what you said. Do I really make you horny? I mean, a young guy like you can pretty much have your pick of any beautiful young girl. Why me?" Jeray smiled, handing Lisa her coffee. "Babe, you so undersell yourself, I can't believe you. Do you have any idea of how hot you really are? Any idea at all? Lisa, when Marc wanted my girlfriend and you to swap that night, I could not believe my luck. I thought he was soft for swapping, but it worked for me. And besides, Lisa, you have a brain and a body. What a combination, babe! So you want to know why you? Get over it. Any guy with eyes would want you. And age wise, Lisa, you look about twenty, or even younger. And sex wise, babe.....I have never had better sex with anyone, ever. I mean it! I'm like a kid in the candy store right now with you. And, relax I will disappear when Matt returns. I know you guys need space. But just remember, if you ever decide to hang it up......look me up babe. But, let's enjoy our day, okay? I love having the chance to spend it with you. "Look, after we finish here, you can clean up while I run out to get some rubbers. I don't want you worried all day about getting knocked up. And we need to do a lot more fucking before you leave to pick up Matt. It will only take me a few minutes to run to the corner store, then I'll be back. Do you want to clean up here or at your place?" "Jeray, you don't have to run out for condoms. The deed might already be done. What would you do if I were pregnant? I mean, I know I was not pregnant as of last week when Matt left. I test myself after we do it each day. I will test myself when I got to my place to clean up. And, suppose you got me pregnant? What would you want to do?" Jeray smiled. "Babe, I would want you to have little Jeray, even if you stayed married to Matt. He would be our connection for life. And, I would not be an absentee black father, count on that! Lisa smiled. "Thanks Jeray. Somehow, I knew you'd say that. I'm not sure I want you to get condoms. I like the feel of that black snake without an extra sheath between us. What do you think, do you want to tempt fate?" "Babe, I want what you want. But you know what, you'd be worried all day if I don't go out to get them, so I will go. But seriously, I pumped some serious seed into you over the last twelve hours. If that didn't do it......I must be shooting blanks." He finished with a handsome smile. "I'm sure you're not. I'll let you know in about an hour. I'll come back here after I freshen up. What do you want to do with our day together, neighbor?" "Babe, I want to do some serious screwing. But, I'll do whatever you want. We can do lunch somewhere, go to the beach, go to the deck and hang out. Whatever you want is fine with me, babe." "Okay, we'll figure something out. I'll meet you back here at nine thirty. Let me just finish the wonderful breakfast my boy lover has made for me." Lisa smiled and moved in to kiss Jeray. He put his coffee down, and they kissed seriously for several minutes, during which time his cock grew into a raging, throbbing, shaft of onyx. "See what you do to me, babe?" "Well if you check my pussy mister, you'll feel that it's gushing right about now just because of the cutie in front of me." They finished the coffee and croissants, and Lisa returned to her and Matt's condo. At nine thirty, Lisa returned to Jeray's to find him in a tight fitting tan t shirt and chocolate colored cargo shorts. He was so incredibly handsome she thought. She just wanted to jump his bones right then and there again. Jeray smiled as he let Lisa in. She looked and smelled totally refreshed. He felt his cock stir at the sight of her. "Babe, I don't know if I can control myself. Seriously, you are so freaking hot, babe. Her face was complemented with just the perfect amount of make up, not much at all, but just enough. Her blue eyes, sandy hair, soft white skin all combined to turn Jeray's engines on. "Good news, depending on how you look at it. Your boys didn't get any dates for themselves last night. So no little Jerays in the oven. I hope you don't think you're shooting blanks though. I am sure you aren't. So I guess the condoms are a good idea. Hope you got really thin ones. I like your feel, and I want as little between us as possible." She leaned forward and Jeray wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling her into his body. They kissed, and Jeray loved the feel of her soft femininity. She wore a sleeveless white blouse with navy blue shorts that came mid thigh. "Let's do the beach, Lisa. We can grab some beers and food on our way. There's a nice state beach down in Westport that a lot of my friends are going to, and it has a section that is usually clothing optional....or at least they don't bother anyone who's naked. Mostly people our age. That would be okay with you, right?" "Jeray, I'm not your age. I'm seven years older. You'll have all of these young girls there wondering where you got me." "Lisa, seriously they will think you are like eighteen, not twenty-eight. What's more, the guys will be going crazy when they see you in the buff. Come on, Lisa. No one will know you, and you look so freaking hot! And besides Lisa, you don't really think we are going to be spending much time with my friends with you in your birthday suit. I guarantee you, you will be hit on by at least eight to ten guys while we're there." "You're just trying to make me feel good. And what do I do while all the girls are trying to take you for a road test?" Jeray smiled his handsome smile. "Babe, you're the only one who'll be touching my stick shift today, so don't even worry about it." At the beach, Jeray and Lisa made their way through some sand dunes to the far end of the beach where there were just college age and high school age kids hanging out and swimming. Some wore swim suits at the noon hour, which is when Jeray and Lisa arrived. But as the afternoon wore on and drinking and smoking continued, almost no clothing could be seen anywhere. To her delight, Jeray was right, Lisa had had about a dozen guys try to steal her away from Jeray. She told them that she was a student at BU, she left out that she had graduated seven years earlier, and no one seemed to notice. At about four in the afternoon, after several games of volleyball in the sand where Jeray was one of the most watched of all the guys, and Lisa was the most watched woman there, Jeray suggested that they retire to a spot behind a dune that offered sun, sand, a gentle breeze, and total privacy. Asking Lisa to lie on her back on their blanket, close her eyes, and spread her legs, Jeray proceeded to get on his hands and knees and begin to eat his beautiful lover's pussy, tonguing it, licking it, sucking it, and playing with it with his fingers. Lisa's hands covered his freshly shaved head, and moans of pleasure began coming from her mouth. "Jeray, you feel so, so good. Please, come up here and kiss me and slide your beautiful cock into me." "Not until I have you just where I want you, babe." But at that point he reached across to his knapsack and pulled out a condom. Making sure his cock was free of any sand, he slid the magnum over his rigid black shaft. Then, kissing his way up Lisa's torso, giving extra attention to each of her nipples, Jeray finally locked lips with his married white lover and slid his massive black shaft into her ever so slowly. Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 16 Lisa watched the chiseled torso of her black lover as he raised himself from her pussy and moved to lie atop of her; and she felt a wave of lust as she noted his condom covered black cock, throbbing and erect. Then she gasped as the tip of his cock touched her pussy's lips and he pushed and entered her drenched vagina. Though it had only been a few hours since they last fucked, she relished anew the feel of her granite hard black lover. Her arms encircled his muscular torso, and her hands slid to his firm buttocks and pulled him hard into her pussy. "Jeray, I love the feel of you in me. I'm going to miss you tonight. We only have a few more hours, so let's make this special." She then resumed kissing his smooth black lips and she savored the feel of her lover as he slowly pumped in and out of her. It took only minutes before she felt the familiar feel of another magnificent orgasm cresting in her loins. "Oh Jeray, I'm going to cum! You make me feel so good, your cock feels so freakin big and hard Jeray. I can feel it bringing me to another orgasm, oh Jeray, I don't want this to stop. "Babe, I want this to be slow and perfect for you. I'm going to miss you too, so much. I think I am falling in love with you, Lisa. I hope this is as good for you as it is for me." She opened her eyes and saw her black lover's square shoulders, his beautifully defined chest, and his remarkably handsome mocha face with his jet black eyebrows. "It is Jeray, it is as good for me, really. I have never had anything as good with anyone else." Lisa suddenly screamed out in pleasure as her orgasm hit her, but Jeray was not done and he slammed his cock into her body, shaking her tits, and her head jerked up and down as he pounded her with his massive black love shaft. Just before Jeray came into his condom, he pressed his open mouth over Lisa's and the lover's kissed passionately as Jeray came into Lisa yet again. They held one another tightly, their loins pressed hard against each other's. From behind him, Jeray heard the cheers. About a dozen of his friends from school, both guys and girls were cheering and laughing immediately following the point when it was obvious that Jeray had had his orgasm. As the naked Jeray jerked his head away from Lisa's and looked behind him, he saw that his friends had, at some point, gathered and watched as he and Lisa had sex together on their blanket in the sand. He was at once surprised, pissed, and then highly amused. "Would you freaks mind giving us a little space. We're kind of busy right now, in case you hadn't noticed. " For her part, Lisa was at first mortified that all of Jeray's friends had apparently just watched them having sex together........and then cheered. She felt embarrassed , and then she realized that Jeray had probably done his share of doing this very type of thing to his friends, and so it was payback time. Even though everyone was naked, she felt even more naked and embarrassed. But, her body becalmed her, telling her that the sex she had just had with Jeray was worth any embarrassment. Her body was feeling wonderful right now. "Sorry girls, he's all mine! Besides, I think I just wore him out for a while anyway." She laughed as she spoke to her black lover's friends who were now laughing and still cheering them on. "Encore, encore!" Some of them yelled. Jeray got up, and took Lisa by the hand, pulling her up as well. His thick black manhood was still mostly hard, and it stood out very, very prominently from his muscular body. The sight of the black stud with his onyx shaft leaking white cum from its black head caught the attention of everyone. "Whoa, look at that!" One of the girls yelled out. "Oh my god!", another said. " I'll have some of that," another said. Jeray just smiled, and said "Come on guys, I was just warming up, give us a break, will ya?" Zack, a really handsome white guy with a body that was equal to Jeray's and a cock that was probably as long and thicker than Jeray's said: "Dude, do you recall doing something very similar to almost every one of us in the not too distant past? Payback sucks, doesn't it bro?" Jeray smiled and looked to his beautiful white lover, and kissed her and hugged her to his hard body saying: "He's right Lisa. This is all my fault. They're just repaying me for a practial joke or two." Lisa joined in with Jeray's friends in kidding her black lover. She surprised herself by taking hold of his still hard cock that was glistening with the residue of their love making and said, "Do you realize how long it took me to get him to this point? She smiled and laughed, and he laughed back at her with a look of mock anger on his face. "Let's have a beer he said to everyone. And Zack, you are a marked man, count on it!" Jeray smiled and headed with Lisa and their friends to the coolers. Looking at Lisa he whispered, "We're not done yet babe, so don't worry. I've got more plans for you before you have to leave for the airport." It was about five in the afternoon and the group of partiers drank and swam naked and sat around on blankets in front of a fire. The air was warm, but not hot. Lisa was beginning to get a picture of Jeray that she had not seen before. He was very well liked by his friends, and his friends all seemed to be a really nice group of people who Lisa was surprised to find were immediately welcoming to her. She was beginning to realize that Jeray was not only a fantastic lover with a fantastic body, he was also a great guy as well. She was starting to think that there was a lot more that was good about him beyond the incredible sex. And as the glimmer of guilt crossed her mind because she was cheating on Matt, she brushed it aside, almost angrily, thinking that Matt had been unfaithful for six long months without her knowledge, and she wondered if he would do it again. For the first time in the last few months, Lisa thought that life without Matt might not be as bad as she had previously thought. At about six thirty, and still on the beach, Lisa and Jeray retired to their spot behind the dune for some privacy. Jeray had told his friends to stay clear as this would possibly be his and Lisa's last time together for a long time or maybe forever. Their foreplay was slow and passionate. Lisa's body was aching for her black lover, and she savored the feel of his smooth black skin, his muscled frame excited her loins, and her vagina ached for his strong and thick cock. As Jeray reached for the condoms in his knapsack, Lisa said, "No Jeray, no condom. I want to feel you in me with nothing between us. I know what it might mean, and I am ready for anything. And you know how you said you think you're falling in love with me.....I think I'm falling in love with you, and your body, and your magnificent cock. So come on, fuck me Jeray. That night, Lisa picked Matt up at the airport when his flight arrived. Her pussy was still warm and wet, the aftermath of her the previous twenty four hours with Jeray. When they got back to their condo, Lisa made Matt a drink and told him she had to talk with him about their future. She told him that she could not be dishonest with him the way he had been with her about his affair with Kate. As the color drained from his face, tears formed in his eyes. He was thinking the worst. "I still love you Matt, but I guess your affair with Kate, and the thought of you two together for over six months, every chance you had, and then my own thing with Marc and Jeray has changed my thinking. I'm not sure what I want any more. I keep thinking that you might do this to me again some time, then what do I do? And to be honest, the sex I had with Marc, but especially Jeray was so different from what you and I do. And I don't mean that sex with you is not good, because it is, it's great. But it was also great with them, especially Jeray. And now, you don't know it yet, but Jeray lives in this building, on this floor. He's in his sister's penthouse. I ran into him at the pool on the roof, and we talked, and I guess what I'm trying to say is that I was unfaithful to you Matt, and while I really still love you, I am not sure I won't do it again." Matt's eyes bulged wide, and the muscles of his jaws clenched together. He shook his head in disbelief at what he was hearing. "You what!? I thought we were done doing that to each other Lise. I thought we had talked about that and decided to put that behind us. Lisa, I love you! I have not done anything with anyone since I told you about Kate. And I don't want to, Lisa. And now you're telling me you slept with that black bastard Jeray! I can't believe this! What's more, you're saying you might do it again? Lisa, what the fuck is going on here? I told you I was sorry about Kate. And I was telling the truth. But now you tell me that you've been 'unfaithful'? Oh shit, Lisa!" Matt's stomach was in knots. His world had fallen apart, and deep inside he knew that he was the cause of this, it was his fault, he had started it all in motion. "Lisa, I'm sorry because I know that I started all of this. I began ignoring you when I started with Kate, and then you felt it and ended up going to that awful gym. But, Lisa I love you. And now, you tell me this. Are you going to leave me? Do you want me to move out? Or maybe Jeray wants you to move in with him? Lisa, isn't he like ten years younger that we are? He's a kid, isn't he?" Lisa's stomach was in turmoil. She felt awful, because now she really felt that Matt did truly love her, and she felt badly that she was hurting him, but she could not be dishonest. "Yes, he's younger, but I can't help that Matt. I can't explain why or how this happened. And no, I don't want to move out, or to have you move out. I just need to be honest with you. I told him that I have to try to be faithful to you, that I cannot see him again. And Matt, he was not the one who started, I was. But, I really want to give us a chance to make this work. I guess what I am saying now is that I failed this week, and I don't know myself well enough anymore to be able to tell you that it won't happen again. But remember Matt, you failed for six months and you didn't say a word to me. I love you Matt, and I'm sorry this happened, but I had to be honest. The fact that you snuck behind my back for six months still eats at me and hurts me. If you want to try counseling, I'm okay with that, or if you want to end this marriage, I will understand that as well. Tears streamed down Matt's face. "Babe, do we have a chance, or do you want him? I guess I have to ask you. Do you forgive me and want to make this work, or do you think you want him more. I'm don't want to share you with anyone Lisa. Now Lisa was crying. She moved forward and kneeling in front of her husband, she hugged him. "Matt, I don't want you to share me. I don't know why I did what I did, but I just felt so attracted to Jeray, and I have to admit that sex with him was so good Matt, like it was when you and I first met. But Matt, I do want to try with you, and I love you more than anyone else. But, suppose I'm pregnant Matt, by Jeray....will that make a difference? Matt nearly passed out. "Oh shit, Lisa. You didn't use protection? What if you are pregnant? What do we do then? Do you have an interracial baby? How do we explain that? Shit Lisa! What were you thinking? And, if you keep the baby, Jeray will be around for the rest of our lives, Lisa. Oh fuck! I want you, Lisa! And, I'm sorry I started this nightmare. But, if he's around, I just don't know babe. I'm not sure I can take the stress if I'm always wondering if you're sleeping with him on the side. Oh shit, Lisa! What the fuck do we do now?" He was almost hysterical. But then, he got control of himself and he looked directly into Lisa's eyes. "Babe, I love you. We've both made mistakes. If you have his baby in you, and you still want me, then I will deal with it. Please Lisa, just don't leave me. I love you! Can we both make it our first goal not to fuck around on one another again?" "Yes Matt. We can." Lisa said it, but as her mind thought about sex with Jeray earlier in the day, she was not sure it was a goal she could achieve or want. And, she knew that Jeray would be around a lot in the years ahead. Lisa had a positive reading on her home pregnancy test after she had taken it only an hour ago. She knew it was Jeray's baby in her. Eventually, Matt and Lisa made their way to their bedroom where they made passionate love. Matt was showing passion he had left behind a couple of years earlier. And while he definitely satisfied a remorseful Lisa, she quietly wondered if she could resist the temptation of her handsome lover, Jeray. As Matt's thick white cock rammed her soaked vagina repeatedly, Lisa's mind recalled the taste of Jeray's thick black manhood in her mouth that day. She recalled how huge his cock felt as he slid it into her pussy and fucked her that afternoon and early evening. And, she knew that she would have to have him again and again. And she knew that Matt would not like it at all, but he would have to tolerate it, or leave. Lisa's new goal was to teach Matt how to become a more tolerant husband, one who could deal with a child from his wife's infidelity, and one who could tolerate his wife having a girl's night out on a regular basis. And the thought of being with Jeray on those nights, in his bed made Lisa warm and lustful inside, even as her husband lay atop of her, trying to please her. "He did this to himself." She thought in her mind as she recalled Jeray's smoothly muscled black body and his thick, very long, very hard black cock. The end