That night when I got home I was very quiet. I didn't have much to say, plus I was still in shock over all that had happened that day. Andy, getting out of the shower, began questioning me on what happened at work that day. Finally, I casually mentioned that I went to lunch with Amos. There was a long silence and then Andy walked over to me and said "What?" in a very loud and very shocked tone of voice. "What the hell are you thinking about!?!" he yelled, standing over me in an almost threatening way. "Well, he's very, very persistent," I said. And I said it in a casual, almost teasing, tone. I guess underneath it all I was really very angry. Angry that my husband wasn't man enough to keep me satisfied and at home. Man enough to keep other men at bay. After all, I thought, I had told him this man was making advances and he did nothing. Nothing to protect and defend meÑand my honor. An honor that was now goneÑtaken forever. Taken by a black, 65 year old janitor. "Why didn't you just tell him no!?!" Andy's voice was rising now. He was almost becoming hysterical. Dark Wanderer Phoebe Ruth Blackwell Need Black Cock The first thing Mandy noticed was the girl in the hot tub kissing the black man. The girl was sitting in the black man's lap kissing him deeply and to her surprise there was another girl leaning against the man. The hot tub was elevated so she had to stare up as they approached it. The woman in the man's lap moved off him and the other woman was getting ready to take her place when the man noticed them. "Devon, good to see you," said the man in a deep voice that reminded her of Darth Vader. "Mr King," said Devon nodding. "You know Booker, and this is Vicki, Allison, Ginger, and Mandy. Mandy looked up as the man stood up. Water dripped off a muscular body so perfect she had never seen the like except on...well Devon and Booker. Why did all these gorgeous, perfect men have to be black? She gasped when his crotch came into view. He had an erection from the girl sitting in his lap and was wearing briefs so small and tight, they hugged a thick foot long cock and a huge pair of balls. "Always nice to meet such beautiful women," said the man reaching down to shake each girls hands. Mandy shivered when he touched her. "Please enjoy yourselves." The group walked up the deck stairs to the second level. "Mr King owns this house," explained Devon. "He's a great man." Mandy had never heard such awe in anyone's voice as when Devon spoke of Mr King. They reached the crowded deck and Mandy looked around. Dozens of people walked around drinking and socializing. Mandy had never seen so many slutty women in her life. The night air was still quite cool, but there were plenty of bikini tops, short skirts and Blacks On Cougars Tube Phoebe Ruth Blackwell Phoebe at RuthBlackwell.com Cuckold 2 convinced that I didn't measure up to the kind of woman that could keep a man like Amos. But maybe it was true, I just wasn't good enough for him. Soon I found myself thinking of excuses to go down to the basement to visit the Maintenance Dept. One Friday I decided I would do it. I would go down to the Maintenance Dept and find out why Amos never followed up and called me again. Find out why this old, toothless, black janitor...dumped me. I went down to the Maintenance Dept dressed in a tight knit dress. Very short. With very high, high heels. I wanted to be dressed to kill. When I knocked on the door I heard Amos' voice say, "C'mon in!" I opened the door and there he was sitting at a table playing cards with several other black men, all who looked up stunned to see this young, put-together blonde calling on them. "Amos could I have a word with you?" I asked somewhat demurely. Amos turned with a big smile to the other menÑwho returned his smile with their own knowing smiles and chucklesÑand said, "Sho' babes. No prob." As we walked out of the room, Amos turned Deepthroat Black Dick Phoebe Ruth Blackwell Biracial Dating Sites African sperm to my womb. When he was done. He silently, and casually, got dressed and started to leave the room. "Are you done?" I said sarcastically and angrily. "Yep," he replied without feeling. I paused not knowing what to say...my anger drained away as I realized he was about to leave and felt no guilt...and little interest. "Will I see you again, " I asked, but in such a way that it was clear I was pleading. "We'll see." he said, and was gone. I got dressed. Walked out to my car trying to cover the huge stain that ran down my dress and got in. As I started to drive out of the lot to go home and change I saw Amos out in the lot with some of the other black maintenance guys laughing and high fiving each other. I drove home in a daze, recalling how my father would always refer to me as his "Aryan Princess"... I thought, what if he saw me now. Driving home after having sucked and fucked a black janitor, older than him. I thought, I should go and visit my dad; get back to my roots. Please give me an email and let me know what u thought: leasa24@hotmail.com