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The Start of a Wife's Story
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Chapter 26 of Wife’s Story
Jaycee’s real estate career started to take off after she sold Mel’s condo to Coach John. The coach was very complementary of Jaycee’s professionalism and provided her quite a number of referrals from his associate teachers and some sports celebrities that retired to the Hampton Roads area that he got to know from his brief professional baseball career.
Jaycee and Coach continued to meet on occasion for a quick tryst when schedules allowed at his condo, and couple times Jaycee met coach in the parking lot of the high school to give Coach a blow job before baseball practice started.
Of course, all of this was done with her husband’s approval. Except for the one time she didn’t tell Mike was when the SSgt. spent the night after the hurricane. Jaycee didn’t think it appropriate to tell Mike that one of his Marines had spent the night and early morning fucking his wife on Mike’s side of the bed.
Ever since then, Jaycee vowed to not do that again and she did enjoy telling Mike what she did with Coach that day. Mike looked forward to Jaycee’s return, showing Mike evidence of what Coach had done to his wife.
One day sitting on their deck overlooking the golf course, Mike and Jaycee are sipping their drinks when Jaycee’s cell phone rings. “Hello?”
“Hi Jaycee. It’s Mel. How have you been?” Mel asked.
“Oh Mel! So nice to hear from you. Mike and I are on the deck currently and he’s motioning to me that he says hello too,” Jaycee says with a grin.
“That’s good and hello back to Mike! Listen Jaycee, I’m coming back to town for a few days and bringing Julie with me. Long story short, she and Christine are getting a divorce, and Julie wants a fresh start, so she took your old job. Her girls are with their ******* now, so she’s pretty free to do what she wants.”
“Oh Mel, I’m sorry to hear of Christine and Julie divorcing. It’ll be nice to see her again… and you too, of course!” Jaycee grinned, getting a little tingle in her pussy thinking about Mel’s prowess in bed with his talented tongue and magnificent big black cock.
“Yeah, ******* happens. Believe me, I know,” Mel said plainly.
When Mel and Jaycee worked together, he was the company CPA, and she was his staff accountant. When the field office in Ft. Myers, Florida was going to be audited by the IRS, Mel and Jaycee had to go there to find the cause of the audit. Julie was Jaycee’s counterpart at the Florida office and when they arrived, Julie introduced them to her wife, Christine.
Christine was a bit older than Julie and spent 32 years in the Navy. Julie was in an abusive marriage, and Christine helped her get through it and eventually Julie divorced her husband and moved in with Christine, bringing her two girls with her.
Being invited to their house after the audit issues were resolved, Mel and Jaycee relaxed by Christine and Julie’s pool. One thing led to another and all four of them were naked in the hot tub. Christine seduced Jaycee out of the hot tub, and Jaycee had her second sexual experience with another woman.
Mel and Julie ended up fucking in the hot tub until Mel exploded into Julie’s cunt, then Christine offered her cunt to Mel, since it had been years since she had any cock in her pussy.
Returning home, Mel and Jaycee were summoned to the COO’s office because Mel did a shoddy job on the audit, and the fact that they were sexually involved with each other was too much for the company leadership and they were both fired.
Mel put up his condo for sale, Jaycee got her real estate license, and Mel’s condo was her first sale which was to Coach. Mel moved to Ft. Myers and stayed with Christine and Julie while he looked for a new occupation.
Overtime, Christine was becoming more abusive with more drinking and too much idle time. This was making Julie very uncomfortable and when she confronted Christine about it during one of her benders, she demanded Julie to leave and never to come back. With that, Julie, Mel and her two girls left to find an apartment, while Julie filed for divorce.
Looking for a fresh start, Mel convinced Julie to ask for a transfer to fill Jaycee’s former position, and she was immediately accepted. Leaving her girls with their *******, Mel and Julie made plans for the drive to Virginia, and that’s when he gave Jaycee a call to see if she can help Julie find a house.
Julie and Mel had become quite close, and Christine could sense she was losing her grip with Julie. Julie loved Mel’s big cock and realized how much she missed having a man making love to her.
Mel, for his part, was falling for Julie. Loving her blonde, shoulder length hair, her Florida-tanned skin on her 5’5” 125 lb body complemented with 34C breasts, and like Jaycee, freshly shaved pussy. They made a very striking couple, and their torrid sex was cementing their passion for each other.
Hanging up with Mel, Jaycee tells Mike the situation with Mel and Julie. Jaycee was mulling what Julie would want in a new home; she had some ideas that would suit her housing needs when the front doorbell rang.
The k**s are at their grandparents, and they would normally answer the door while Mike and Jaycee were on the deck, so Mike got up to answer it. When Mike returned, Coach John was with him carrying a six pack of beer.
“Coach! What brings you by?” Jaycee asks as she’s got up to greet Coach with a hug and kiss fully on the lips as she stands tippy toe to reach him.
“I ran into Mike at the Food Lion, and he asked if I wanted to stop by since the k**ds are away, so here I am!” Coach said with his big handsome smile.
“Mike, why didn’t tell me?” Jaycee asks.
“I thought it would be fun, and since I haven’t seen you two together yet, and k**ds are gone, thought this would be the perfect opportunity. It’s got to be better than just giving the Coach a blow job in the parking lot!” laughed Mike.
“Well, I have to agree, and it’ll be nice not to have to rush for once.” Jaycee says, winking to Coach reaching for his hand and kissing him again.
“Mike, why don’t you take those beers and put them in the fridge. Coach and I are going to take a leisurely time in the guest room.”
With that, Jaycee leads Coach to the stairs and to the guest room’s queen bed. Quickly stepping out of her shorts and tank top, Coach follows suit stripping out of his athletics shorts and tight-fitting t-shirt.
Standing at a lean 6’2”, 200 lbs, Coach’s veiny black cock is growing to rock hardness. Jaycee’s 5’3” body is quite the contrast next to Coach and she invites him to lay with her on the bed.
Sensing movement at the doorway, Jaycee looks over to see Mike taking a seat next to the bed and video camera in hand. Jaycee is quickly overcome with lust by having her husband watch her and Coach’s hard body and cock all to herself.
Kissing his way down her body, Coach moves down to Jaycee’s smooth and freshly shaven pussy and starts the nipping and eating that has driven Jaycee wild for years starting with her times with Reuben, and every man afterwards.
It doesn’t take her long for her to gush her first orgasm into Coach’s hungry mouth. Drinking in as fast as she’s gushing, Coach is savoring the sweet nectar of this married white woman.
Eventually, Jaycee can’t take much more of Coach’s expert mouth, she implores him up to her, and reaches for his veiny, erect 9” black cock, and easily slides him into her. Welcoming the push of the Coach’s manhood into her vaginal chamber, Jaycee experiences another wave of orgasmic spasms as she clutches the Coach’s muscular arms, her heels digging deep into his butt, drawing him in to the hilt.
In Jaycee’s *******, she’s forgotten that Mike is even present. Mike meanwhile is trying his best to capture every angle of the man fucking his wife in his home. Mike can’t help but to rub his white 6” cock in his shorts while holding the camera steady.
Coach rolls Jaycee over on top of him without breaking stride and Jaycee gushes again with the new sensation of the change in position gives her. Coach feels himself getting close with this blonde wife riding him, totally filling her vagina with his big cock.
“Oh *******, I’m cumming up in you!” Coach grunts. With that he gives one final thrust sending his man seed into the white woman’s womb. This sends another wave in Jaycee’s pussy. Her convulsions push Coach’s cock out of her followed by a stream of cum and pussy juice onto the bed sheets.
Jaycee collapses on Coach’s chiseled chest as she experiences mini orgasms traveling through her pussy. She looks over to Mike and sees he put the camera down and was standing naked by the bed, his white cock as hard as it ever has been.
Rolling off of Coach onto her back, Jaycee invites Mike to examine her. Doing more than that, Mike crawls between his wife’s legs, licking her inner thighs, working his way of to her musky, soaked, swollen pussy. Savoring the aroma, Mike tastes the salty sweetness before him, he commences to clean his wife, licking the black cum from his wife’s pussy.
While Mike is doing his duty, Jaycee turns to Coach lying next to her and takes his still stiff cock into her own mouth, licking and sucking the combined juices and flavors off of the magnificent black cock.
Admiring his handiwork, Mike moves up to Jaycee and enters his cock into his wife’s vagina, experiencing how stretched out she is, Mike is quick to add his cum to her womb.
Looking down at his wife, Mike kisses her on the mouth; the same mouth that was just sucking and licking the cum off of the black cock laying next to them.
“Jaycee, that was almost the hottest thing I think I have seen you do,” Mike tells his wife.
“I’m glad you liked it, hon. This is certainly something I needed for a while,” Jaycee says turning to Coach next to her.
“Yeah b**e. I thought that suck you gave me the other day in the car was special, but this certainly out did that,” Coach said grinning at Jaycee.
After a while, the three of them slide out of bed. Jaycee asks Coach if he wanted to shower and he said only if she joins him, and of course, she said yes and they go to the shower. As they climb into the shower, Mike is left to clean up the guest bed with the soiled sheets.
To his dismay, the mattress has another stain, joining the other stains that Jaycee’s lovers have left their mark to remind him what a slut his wife had become over the years, starting way back with Reuben.
----To be continued
Jaycee’s real estate career started to take off after she sold Mel’s condo to Coach John. The coach was very complementary of Jaycee’s professionalism and provided her quite a number of referrals from his associate teachers and some sports celebrities that retired to the Hampton Roads area that he got to know from his brief professional baseball career.
Jaycee and Coach continued to meet on occasion for a quick tryst when schedules allowed at his condo, and couple times Jaycee met coach in the parking lot of the high school to give Coach a blow job before baseball practice started.
Of course, all of this was done with her husband’s approval. Except for the one time she didn’t tell Mike was when the SSgt. spent the night after the hurricane. Jaycee didn’t think it appropriate to tell Mike that one of his Marines had spent the night and early morning fucking his wife on Mike’s side of the bed.
Ever since then, Jaycee vowed to not do that again and she did enjoy telling Mike what she did with Coach that day. Mike looked forward to Jaycee’s return, showing Mike evidence of what Coach had done to his wife.
One day sitting on their deck overlooking the golf course, Mike and Jaycee are sipping their drinks when Jaycee’s cell phone rings. “Hello?”
“Hi Jaycee. It’s Mel. How have you been?” Mel asked.
“Oh Mel! So nice to hear from you. Mike and I are on the deck currently and he’s motioning to me that he says hello too,” Jaycee says with a grin.
“That’s good and hello back to Mike! Listen Jaycee, I’m coming back to town for a few days and bringing Julie with me. Long story short, she and Christine are getting a divorce, and Julie wants a fresh start, so she took your old job. Her girls are with their ******* now, so she’s pretty free to do what she wants.”
“Oh Mel, I’m sorry to hear of Christine and Julie divorcing. It’ll be nice to see her again… and you too, of course!” Jaycee grinned, getting a little tingle in her pussy thinking about Mel’s prowess in bed with his talented tongue and magnificent big black cock.
“Yeah, ******* happens. Believe me, I know,” Mel said plainly.
When Mel and Jaycee worked together, he was the company CPA, and she was his staff accountant. When the field office in Ft. Myers, Florida was going to be audited by the IRS, Mel and Jaycee had to go there to find the cause of the audit. Julie was Jaycee’s counterpart at the Florida office and when they arrived, Julie introduced them to her wife, Christine.
Christine was a bit older than Julie and spent 32 years in the Navy. Julie was in an abusive marriage, and Christine helped her get through it and eventually Julie divorced her husband and moved in with Christine, bringing her two girls with her.
Being invited to their house after the audit issues were resolved, Mel and Jaycee relaxed by Christine and Julie’s pool. One thing led to another and all four of them were naked in the hot tub. Christine seduced Jaycee out of the hot tub, and Jaycee had her second sexual experience with another woman.
Mel and Julie ended up fucking in the hot tub until Mel exploded into Julie’s cunt, then Christine offered her cunt to Mel, since it had been years since she had any cock in her pussy.
Returning home, Mel and Jaycee were summoned to the COO’s office because Mel did a shoddy job on the audit, and the fact that they were sexually involved with each other was too much for the company leadership and they were both fired.
Mel put up his condo for sale, Jaycee got her real estate license, and Mel’s condo was her first sale which was to Coach. Mel moved to Ft. Myers and stayed with Christine and Julie while he looked for a new occupation.
Overtime, Christine was becoming more abusive with more drinking and too much idle time. This was making Julie very uncomfortable and when she confronted Christine about it during one of her benders, she demanded Julie to leave and never to come back. With that, Julie, Mel and her two girls left to find an apartment, while Julie filed for divorce.
Looking for a fresh start, Mel convinced Julie to ask for a transfer to fill Jaycee’s former position, and she was immediately accepted. Leaving her girls with their *******, Mel and Julie made plans for the drive to Virginia, and that’s when he gave Jaycee a call to see if she can help Julie find a house.
Julie and Mel had become quite close, and Christine could sense she was losing her grip with Julie. Julie loved Mel’s big cock and realized how much she missed having a man making love to her.
Mel, for his part, was falling for Julie. Loving her blonde, shoulder length hair, her Florida-tanned skin on her 5’5” 125 lb body complemented with 34C breasts, and like Jaycee, freshly shaved pussy. They made a very striking couple, and their torrid sex was cementing their passion for each other.
Hanging up with Mel, Jaycee tells Mike the situation with Mel and Julie. Jaycee was mulling what Julie would want in a new home; she had some ideas that would suit her housing needs when the front doorbell rang.
The k**s are at their grandparents, and they would normally answer the door while Mike and Jaycee were on the deck, so Mike got up to answer it. When Mike returned, Coach John was with him carrying a six pack of beer.
“Coach! What brings you by?” Jaycee asks as she’s got up to greet Coach with a hug and kiss fully on the lips as she stands tippy toe to reach him.
“I ran into Mike at the Food Lion, and he asked if I wanted to stop by since the k**ds are away, so here I am!” Coach said with his big handsome smile.
“Mike, why didn’t tell me?” Jaycee asks.
“I thought it would be fun, and since I haven’t seen you two together yet, and k**ds are gone, thought this would be the perfect opportunity. It’s got to be better than just giving the Coach a blow job in the parking lot!” laughed Mike.
“Well, I have to agree, and it’ll be nice not to have to rush for once.” Jaycee says, winking to Coach reaching for his hand and kissing him again.
“Mike, why don’t you take those beers and put them in the fridge. Coach and I are going to take a leisurely time in the guest room.”
With that, Jaycee leads Coach to the stairs and to the guest room’s queen bed. Quickly stepping out of her shorts and tank top, Coach follows suit stripping out of his athletics shorts and tight-fitting t-shirt.
Standing at a lean 6’2”, 200 lbs, Coach’s veiny black cock is growing to rock hardness. Jaycee’s 5’3” body is quite the contrast next to Coach and she invites him to lay with her on the bed.
Sensing movement at the doorway, Jaycee looks over to see Mike taking a seat next to the bed and video camera in hand. Jaycee is quickly overcome with lust by having her husband watch her and Coach’s hard body and cock all to herself.
Kissing his way down her body, Coach moves down to Jaycee’s smooth and freshly shaven pussy and starts the nipping and eating that has driven Jaycee wild for years starting with her times with Reuben, and every man afterwards.
It doesn’t take her long for her to gush her first orgasm into Coach’s hungry mouth. Drinking in as fast as she’s gushing, Coach is savoring the sweet nectar of this married white woman.
Eventually, Jaycee can’t take much more of Coach’s expert mouth, she implores him up to her, and reaches for his veiny, erect 9” black cock, and easily slides him into her. Welcoming the push of the Coach’s manhood into her vaginal chamber, Jaycee experiences another wave of orgasmic spasms as she clutches the Coach’s muscular arms, her heels digging deep into his butt, drawing him in to the hilt.
In Jaycee’s *******, she’s forgotten that Mike is even present. Mike meanwhile is trying his best to capture every angle of the man fucking his wife in his home. Mike can’t help but to rub his white 6” cock in his shorts while holding the camera steady.
Coach rolls Jaycee over on top of him without breaking stride and Jaycee gushes again with the new sensation of the change in position gives her. Coach feels himself getting close with this blonde wife riding him, totally filling her vagina with his big cock.
“Oh *******, I’m cumming up in you!” Coach grunts. With that he gives one final thrust sending his man seed into the white woman’s womb. This sends another wave in Jaycee’s pussy. Her convulsions push Coach’s cock out of her followed by a stream of cum and pussy juice onto the bed sheets.
Jaycee collapses on Coach’s chiseled chest as she experiences mini orgasms traveling through her pussy. She looks over to Mike and sees he put the camera down and was standing naked by the bed, his white cock as hard as it ever has been.
Rolling off of Coach onto her back, Jaycee invites Mike to examine her. Doing more than that, Mike crawls between his wife’s legs, licking her inner thighs, working his way of to her musky, soaked, swollen pussy. Savoring the aroma, Mike tastes the salty sweetness before him, he commences to clean his wife, licking the black cum from his wife’s pussy.
While Mike is doing his duty, Jaycee turns to Coach lying next to her and takes his still stiff cock into her own mouth, licking and sucking the combined juices and flavors off of the magnificent black cock.
Admiring his handiwork, Mike moves up to Jaycee and enters his cock into his wife’s vagina, experiencing how stretched out she is, Mike is quick to add his cum to her womb.
Looking down at his wife, Mike kisses her on the mouth; the same mouth that was just sucking and licking the cum off of the black cock laying next to them.
“Jaycee, that was almost the hottest thing I think I have seen you do,” Mike tells his wife.
“I’m glad you liked it, hon. This is certainly something I needed for a while,” Jaycee says turning to Coach next to her.
“Yeah b**e. I thought that suck you gave me the other day in the car was special, but this certainly out did that,” Coach said grinning at Jaycee.
After a while, the three of them slide out of bed. Jaycee asks Coach if he wanted to shower and he said only if she joins him, and of course, she said yes and they go to the shower. As they climb into the shower, Mike is left to clean up the guest bed with the soiled sheets.
To his dismay, the mattress has another stain, joining the other stains that Jaycee’s lovers have left their mark to remind him what a slut his wife had become over the years, starting way back with Reuben.
----To be continued
I hope to see some picture to go with this hot and naughty store.
Fantastic read again the story has continued to develop with excellent story line and development, this is a great chapter of this amazing series
Fantastic read again, not just the amazing sex scenes but the whole back story, the relationship with Mel is developing realistically
Chapter 27 of Wife’s Story
Author’s note: Taking a different approach here, developing another back story. Hope you can follow along and would love to see your comments. Thanks for your time!
Dr. Phylicia Barnes struggled to wake herself up and slowly realized she was naked in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. The morning sun was just starting to peek through the window blinds when she rolled over to the other side of the bed that was still warm from a recent occupant, but now empty.
Slowly she recalls the previous evening’s events, trying to piece together how she wound up in her current circumstance. Being a combat-trained trauma surgeon, Phylicia did a quick self-assessment of her physical state.
Realizing she was indeed naked led her to the conclusion she had sex with someone; who it was escapes her now. Touching her vagina she was right. Inserting two fingers inside herself, she brought her fingers up to her nose and confirmed she had been fucked recently and the taste she took confirmed the sperm was still alive and well inside her.
She realized she was a bit sore down there too and noticed a large wet spot that she was sleeping on earlier betrayed the fact that whoever she was having sex with, made a big mess as Phylicia was known be a big squirter when with or without a man.
Having comfirmed she was good to go, she then heard someone in the bathroom urinating into the toilet. Sliding out of bed to retrieve her t-shirt and panties, she walks to the door of the bathroom and immediately recalls the man she spent the night with.
Admiring the firmness of his ass, the muscular legs and vee-shaped torso, Phylicia smiled to herself, and bit by bit, her recollection of the previous night came to her.
Navy Lieutenant, Medical Corps, Phylicia Barnes was the Battalion Surgeon for her US Marine unit stationed at Camp Lejeune, NC. She was slated to transfer to the Naval Medical Center at Portsmouth, VA soon after her unit’s last combined-arms exercise at Fort Bragg, NC.
On the last night of the exercise and after debriefings, the officers of the battalion managed to get a couple of 5-ton tactical trucks to take them to the base’s Officer’s Club to throw a farewell celebration for Dr. Barnes.
She had been with the battalion just over 2 years and gained a reputation for being a no-nonsense doctor with her Marines. During unit physical training or ******* marches, Phylicia was known to put a lot of her officer counterparts to shame physically. Playing college lacrosse and a cross-country runner, Phylicia’s physical attributes certainly complemented her duties. Many a young Marine would try to see her with the excuses of not feeling well and she would smile at them and joke around, give them two 800mg Motrins and 24 hours light duty.
When in uniform, her long brunette hair was always in a tight bun. Standing at 5’6” and weighing in at a solid 130 lbs, she looked more Marine than Navy which gave her immediate respect by her Marines.
Arriving at the “O” Club, the officers jumped off the back of the trucks. Giving the drivers instructions to return at 0700 in the morning to bring back to the “field”, they all went across the street to get rooms at the Bachelor Officer Quarters (BOQ) for the night.
Taking advantage of the showers in their rooms after spending 10 days in the field, they washed 10 days of grime and filth away. Changing into clean cammies, they all make their way to the club to start the celebration.
Phylicia was the first to arrive and walked into the main club bar and spotted the manager and approached him to see if the manager can set aside some of the bar space for the Marines and her.
Approaching the manager, Phylicia was wondering if he was active duty, but wearing civilian clothing. She quickly looked him over and was quite impressed with his physical stature. Thin waist, muscular arms straining the short sleeved dress shirt, Phylicia introduced herself to the older black gentleman.
“Excuse, sir, I’m Dr. Phylicia Barnes and in about 5 minutes your club will be overrun… with Marines, so you do have a spot where you can contain the boys?” Phylicia smiled showing perfect white teeth.
Lem eyed the young Dr. for a second and smiled in return. When a good looking woman can fill out a pair cammies like this one, it’s sure to get his attention.
Lem had just taken the manager’s position when he left the hospital catering business. Being a retired soldier who had managed various officer and enlisted clubs when he was active duty, he was perfect for this new job. Plus, it had great perks that brought many an opportunity for a lonely wife to sit at the bar while her soldier-husband was out shooting guns or blowing stuff up.
“Sure, Dr. Right this way. What’s the occasion for?” Lem asked.
“It’s in my honor and my farewell. I’m heading to Virginia when we get back to Lejeune,” Phylicia replied.
“Really? Well if you need a Realtor, I have a good friend in that area that can help you out. Her name is Jaycee Sanders. I usually carry her card with me, but I’ll have to get one from my office later.”
“Nice! That would help a lot to have a contact. I’m already stressing on the move up there.”
“Well, here’s my card, Dr. If I can be of service again, give me a call.” Lem smiled, looking Phylicia directly into eyes.
“Um, please call me Phylicia,” she said, returning his gaze, feeling a bit turned on by the exchange.
For Lem’s part, he was getting a bit aroused as well with this beautiful blue eyed brunette looking up at him. “I’m going to keep an eye on this one tonight. Getting a good vibe from her…” he muses to himself.
Just then, the Marines arrive and Lem wishes Phylicia a nice evening as she is enveloped by her fellow officers for a night of drinking, toasts, and stories.
As the night goes on, Lem checks on the Marine party to make sure they have all they need to ******* and eat. He sees Phylicia having a great time and she glances over at him too, flashes a smile at him then returns to her conversations.
Never a big drinker, Phylicia knew she had to pace herself lest she have a repeat of Thailand with the married Marine Colonel when she was there for a planning conference.
The club closed at 10 PM and Lem flashed the lights signifying last call for alcohol. The bartender took one more flurry of ******* orders and Lem returns to his office to start the close-out for the night.
“Excuse me sir. Can I get that Realtor’s card from you before we call it a night?” Phylicia asked from Lem’s office doorway.
Smiling, Lem says, “Sure. Come on in and have a seat while I look for it.”
Grateful for the seat, Phylicia is feeling the effects of one too many shots of tequila. She’s always been a happy *******, but also a horny one as well. She’s looking forward to the less scrutiny-environment of the Navy compared to the Marines. Though she enjoyed her time with them, the Marines are a hard bunch and she had to mind her discretion of being seen anything other than the Navy doctor responsible for her battalion of Marines.
“Are your friends breaking up for the night?” Lem asked.
“Yeah, pretty much. Everyone is pretty much tapped out from being in the field. We’re all looking forward to a night in bed with sheets and not in a sleeping bag on a cot,” she replied.
Having found the Realtor’s card, Lem hands it to Phylicia. Just the thought of Jaycee brings a secret smile to Lem as he remembers the times he spent with her; the first time at Pinehurst at the state hospital conference when he met her through his old friend Reuben. It’s been a while, but they have stayed in contact and Jaycee even sent him some business cards just in case he came across someone moving to the Hampton Roads area and needed a Realtor.
There’s a knock at the office door as the night bartender delivers the till to Lem to close out the night leaving Phylicia and Lem as the only ones remaining in the club.
Phylicia decides it’s time for her to leave and head back to her BOQ room, but lingers just long enough for Lem to make a suggestion. “Hey Doc. How about a nightcap at my place? I’m just outside the base gate and I would love to get to know more about you,” Lem says.
The offer makes Phylicia swoon. It’s been so long that any man has made such a proposition and this handsome older man is doing just that and somebody that is not in her chain of command, so she jumps at the opportunity.
“Yes, Lem, I would like that!” she replies
Quickly closing up the club and locking up the night’s proceeds, Lem invites Phylicia to his Corvette in the parking lot.
Always a Jeep or pick up gal, Phylicia ogled the Corvette’s interior as the handsome black man slid into the driver’s side and revved the powerful sports car.
Cruising down the main boulevard towards the base’s main gate, Phylicia undid her tight hair bun to let her silky brunette hair cascade past her shoulders, shedding her military bearing for what was to be the start of a lustful evening.
Arriving at Lem’s condo, Phylicia starts to have second thoughts on what she is getting herself into. She’s got to be back at base at 0700 for the ride back to the field and here she is with an almost total stranger, off base, and certainly will end up having sex with this man.
Once inside, Lem invites Phylicia to have a seat on the sofa as he pours a couple of glasses of neat bourbons. Handing her a glass, Phylicia is starting to relax as Lem turns on the stereo for some smooth jazz music.
Loosening his tie, Lem sits next to Phylicia and offers a toast to her for her stint with the Marines and good luck in the future at the Naval Hospital.
Sipping the Kentucky bourbon seems to sooth Phylicia’s second thoughts even more as she begins to enjoy the conversation with her new friend, Lem. After about an hour of back and forth jousting, Phylicia is the first to make a move.
Before standing up, Phylicia unlaces her boots and places them next to the sofa. Standing up, she unbuttons her cammie top, unbuckles her belt and steps out her cammie pants stripping off her boot socks in almost the same movement. Clad only in her olive drab tshirt and panties, she bends down to kiss Lem fully on the lips and their tongues entwine.
Lem stands up and takes Phylicia by the hand leads her to his bedroom. Directing her to lay down, Lem strips out of his clothes as Phylicia pulls off her tshirt and panties, exposing her 36B breasts and trimmed brunette pussy.
Lem’s still ripped body oozes sexiness and manliness the likes Phylicia has never seen before. Even the Marines she has seen naked in her professional role, none that she can recall come close to this Adonis.
Her eyes immediately go to the ever-growing big black cock of Lem’s. Not quite 9 inches but thick, veiny and uncut. Phylicia is almost in a trance as Lem joins her in an embrace on the bed.
Grasping the now rock-hard cock, Phylicia is stroking it, and massaging the large black balls as she does so. Wanting so much to taste his manhood, she works her way down his muscled body, taking the man’s cock into her mouth, savoring the musky taste and smell.
Lem is truly enjoying this younger white woman servicing his cock, wrapping her long brunette hair in his hand, forsing Phylicia further down on his cock causing her to salivate all the more making for a very wet mess.
“Baby, you need to climb up on this here black cock and get fucked,” Lem implored.
Welcoming the opportunity to feel Lem in her womb, she gladly rides up on top of him, guiding the glistening cock into her very moist pussy. Grabbing her by the hips, Lem bounces Phylicia on his cock.
So many sensations are going through Phylicia; she is out of her mind in lust as wave after wave of orgasms overtake her, she can’t remember much afterwards or when they finished. Whatever Lem did to her, she never, ever has experienced before.
In the morning when she groggily got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, there was Lem urinating in the toilet. Still admiring his ass, Lem finishes and turns to see Phylicia in the doorway. Walking over to her, he hugs and kisses her, wiping her long brown hair from her face as he does so.
“Hi Baby… doing ok?” Lem asked.
“Oh yes, more than ok. You are phenomenal, sir,” she replies with a smile as her head rests against the chiseled chest.
Realizing what time it must be, Phylicia snaps out of her reverie as she needs to get back to base and the ride back the exercise area.
“Oh my God, Lem! You need to get me back to the base for my ride by 0700!” an almost hysterical Phylicia says as she scrambles to get her uniform back on and boots laced up.
Putting on shorts and tshirt, Lem leads Phylicia to the parking lot and his ‘vette for the quick ride back to the BOQ. “Lem, you have to let me out in the back of the BOQ; I can’t be seen getting out of your car,” she says.
Exiting the car, Phylicia gives Lem one more kiss, both swearing to stay in touch since they will only be a few hours away.
Lem considers the past evening as he watches Phylicia go in the back door of the BOQ and thinks it may not be a bad idea to visit when she gets settled. Heck, maybe see Jaycee too. Hmm, what fun could that be, Lem thought laughing to himself.
Climbing into the back of the truck, Phylicia is kind of a mess with her hair not the usual tight bun and looking like she didn’t get much sleep.
“Doc, you doing okay? You look like *******,” the Executive Office says.
“I’m doing okay, sir. Just those extra shooters caught up to me last night,” Phylicia replied.
As she rides in the back of the truck, she contemplates the previous evening. She’s sorry she didn’t get a shower in and get cleaned up from the torrid sexcapades a few hours ago. Plus, with all of the passion, she must have lost her head. She thinks to herself, “Phyl, you big dummy, really, sex with a black guy and no protection and not even taking birth control?”
How’s this going to play out, she rues the thought….
Author’s note: Taking a different approach here, developing another back story. Hope you can follow along and would love to see your comments. Thanks for your time!
Dr. Phylicia Barnes struggled to wake herself up and slowly realized she was naked in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. The morning sun was just starting to peek through the window blinds when she rolled over to the other side of the bed that was still warm from a recent occupant, but now empty.
Slowly she recalls the previous evening’s events, trying to piece together how she wound up in her current circumstance. Being a combat-trained trauma surgeon, Phylicia did a quick self-assessment of her physical state.
Realizing she was indeed naked led her to the conclusion she had sex with someone; who it was escapes her now. Touching her vagina she was right. Inserting two fingers inside herself, she brought her fingers up to her nose and confirmed she had been fucked recently and the taste she took confirmed the sperm was still alive and well inside her.
She realized she was a bit sore down there too and noticed a large wet spot that she was sleeping on earlier betrayed the fact that whoever she was having sex with, made a big mess as Phylicia was known be a big squirter when with or without a man.
Having comfirmed she was good to go, she then heard someone in the bathroom urinating into the toilet. Sliding out of bed to retrieve her t-shirt and panties, she walks to the door of the bathroom and immediately recalls the man she spent the night with.
Admiring the firmness of his ass, the muscular legs and vee-shaped torso, Phylicia smiled to herself, and bit by bit, her recollection of the previous night came to her.
Navy Lieutenant, Medical Corps, Phylicia Barnes was the Battalion Surgeon for her US Marine unit stationed at Camp Lejeune, NC. She was slated to transfer to the Naval Medical Center at Portsmouth, VA soon after her unit’s last combined-arms exercise at Fort Bragg, NC.
On the last night of the exercise and after debriefings, the officers of the battalion managed to get a couple of 5-ton tactical trucks to take them to the base’s Officer’s Club to throw a farewell celebration for Dr. Barnes.
She had been with the battalion just over 2 years and gained a reputation for being a no-nonsense doctor with her Marines. During unit physical training or ******* marches, Phylicia was known to put a lot of her officer counterparts to shame physically. Playing college lacrosse and a cross-country runner, Phylicia’s physical attributes certainly complemented her duties. Many a young Marine would try to see her with the excuses of not feeling well and she would smile at them and joke around, give them two 800mg Motrins and 24 hours light duty.
When in uniform, her long brunette hair was always in a tight bun. Standing at 5’6” and weighing in at a solid 130 lbs, she looked more Marine than Navy which gave her immediate respect by her Marines.
Arriving at the “O” Club, the officers jumped off the back of the trucks. Giving the drivers instructions to return at 0700 in the morning to bring back to the “field”, they all went across the street to get rooms at the Bachelor Officer Quarters (BOQ) for the night.
Taking advantage of the showers in their rooms after spending 10 days in the field, they washed 10 days of grime and filth away. Changing into clean cammies, they all make their way to the club to start the celebration.
Phylicia was the first to arrive and walked into the main club bar and spotted the manager and approached him to see if the manager can set aside some of the bar space for the Marines and her.
Approaching the manager, Phylicia was wondering if he was active duty, but wearing civilian clothing. She quickly looked him over and was quite impressed with his physical stature. Thin waist, muscular arms straining the short sleeved dress shirt, Phylicia introduced herself to the older black gentleman.
“Excuse, sir, I’m Dr. Phylicia Barnes and in about 5 minutes your club will be overrun… with Marines, so you do have a spot where you can contain the boys?” Phylicia smiled showing perfect white teeth.
Lem eyed the young Dr. for a second and smiled in return. When a good looking woman can fill out a pair cammies like this one, it’s sure to get his attention.
Lem had just taken the manager’s position when he left the hospital catering business. Being a retired soldier who had managed various officer and enlisted clubs when he was active duty, he was perfect for this new job. Plus, it had great perks that brought many an opportunity for a lonely wife to sit at the bar while her soldier-husband was out shooting guns or blowing stuff up.
“Sure, Dr. Right this way. What’s the occasion for?” Lem asked.
“It’s in my honor and my farewell. I’m heading to Virginia when we get back to Lejeune,” Phylicia replied.
“Really? Well if you need a Realtor, I have a good friend in that area that can help you out. Her name is Jaycee Sanders. I usually carry her card with me, but I’ll have to get one from my office later.”
“Nice! That would help a lot to have a contact. I’m already stressing on the move up there.”
“Well, here’s my card, Dr. If I can be of service again, give me a call.” Lem smiled, looking Phylicia directly into eyes.
“Um, please call me Phylicia,” she said, returning his gaze, feeling a bit turned on by the exchange.
For Lem’s part, he was getting a bit aroused as well with this beautiful blue eyed brunette looking up at him. “I’m going to keep an eye on this one tonight. Getting a good vibe from her…” he muses to himself.
Just then, the Marines arrive and Lem wishes Phylicia a nice evening as she is enveloped by her fellow officers for a night of drinking, toasts, and stories.
As the night goes on, Lem checks on the Marine party to make sure they have all they need to ******* and eat. He sees Phylicia having a great time and she glances over at him too, flashes a smile at him then returns to her conversations.
Never a big drinker, Phylicia knew she had to pace herself lest she have a repeat of Thailand with the married Marine Colonel when she was there for a planning conference.
The club closed at 10 PM and Lem flashed the lights signifying last call for alcohol. The bartender took one more flurry of ******* orders and Lem returns to his office to start the close-out for the night.
“Excuse me sir. Can I get that Realtor’s card from you before we call it a night?” Phylicia asked from Lem’s office doorway.
Smiling, Lem says, “Sure. Come on in and have a seat while I look for it.”
Grateful for the seat, Phylicia is feeling the effects of one too many shots of tequila. She’s always been a happy *******, but also a horny one as well. She’s looking forward to the less scrutiny-environment of the Navy compared to the Marines. Though she enjoyed her time with them, the Marines are a hard bunch and she had to mind her discretion of being seen anything other than the Navy doctor responsible for her battalion of Marines.
“Are your friends breaking up for the night?” Lem asked.
“Yeah, pretty much. Everyone is pretty much tapped out from being in the field. We’re all looking forward to a night in bed with sheets and not in a sleeping bag on a cot,” she replied.
Having found the Realtor’s card, Lem hands it to Phylicia. Just the thought of Jaycee brings a secret smile to Lem as he remembers the times he spent with her; the first time at Pinehurst at the state hospital conference when he met her through his old friend Reuben. It’s been a while, but they have stayed in contact and Jaycee even sent him some business cards just in case he came across someone moving to the Hampton Roads area and needed a Realtor.
There’s a knock at the office door as the night bartender delivers the till to Lem to close out the night leaving Phylicia and Lem as the only ones remaining in the club.
Phylicia decides it’s time for her to leave and head back to her BOQ room, but lingers just long enough for Lem to make a suggestion. “Hey Doc. How about a nightcap at my place? I’m just outside the base gate and I would love to get to know more about you,” Lem says.
The offer makes Phylicia swoon. It’s been so long that any man has made such a proposition and this handsome older man is doing just that and somebody that is not in her chain of command, so she jumps at the opportunity.
“Yes, Lem, I would like that!” she replies
Quickly closing up the club and locking up the night’s proceeds, Lem invites Phylicia to his Corvette in the parking lot.
Always a Jeep or pick up gal, Phylicia ogled the Corvette’s interior as the handsome black man slid into the driver’s side and revved the powerful sports car.
Cruising down the main boulevard towards the base’s main gate, Phylicia undid her tight hair bun to let her silky brunette hair cascade past her shoulders, shedding her military bearing for what was to be the start of a lustful evening.
Arriving at Lem’s condo, Phylicia starts to have second thoughts on what she is getting herself into. She’s got to be back at base at 0700 for the ride back to the field and here she is with an almost total stranger, off base, and certainly will end up having sex with this man.
Once inside, Lem invites Phylicia to have a seat on the sofa as he pours a couple of glasses of neat bourbons. Handing her a glass, Phylicia is starting to relax as Lem turns on the stereo for some smooth jazz music.
Loosening his tie, Lem sits next to Phylicia and offers a toast to her for her stint with the Marines and good luck in the future at the Naval Hospital.
Sipping the Kentucky bourbon seems to sooth Phylicia’s second thoughts even more as she begins to enjoy the conversation with her new friend, Lem. After about an hour of back and forth jousting, Phylicia is the first to make a move.
Before standing up, Phylicia unlaces her boots and places them next to the sofa. Standing up, she unbuttons her cammie top, unbuckles her belt and steps out her cammie pants stripping off her boot socks in almost the same movement. Clad only in her olive drab tshirt and panties, she bends down to kiss Lem fully on the lips and their tongues entwine.
Lem stands up and takes Phylicia by the hand leads her to his bedroom. Directing her to lay down, Lem strips out of his clothes as Phylicia pulls off her tshirt and panties, exposing her 36B breasts and trimmed brunette pussy.
Lem’s still ripped body oozes sexiness and manliness the likes Phylicia has never seen before. Even the Marines she has seen naked in her professional role, none that she can recall come close to this Adonis.
Her eyes immediately go to the ever-growing big black cock of Lem’s. Not quite 9 inches but thick, veiny and uncut. Phylicia is almost in a trance as Lem joins her in an embrace on the bed.
Grasping the now rock-hard cock, Phylicia is stroking it, and massaging the large black balls as she does so. Wanting so much to taste his manhood, she works her way down his muscled body, taking the man’s cock into her mouth, savoring the musky taste and smell.
Lem is truly enjoying this younger white woman servicing his cock, wrapping her long brunette hair in his hand, forsing Phylicia further down on his cock causing her to salivate all the more making for a very wet mess.
“Baby, you need to climb up on this here black cock and get fucked,” Lem implored.
Welcoming the opportunity to feel Lem in her womb, she gladly rides up on top of him, guiding the glistening cock into her very moist pussy. Grabbing her by the hips, Lem bounces Phylicia on his cock.
So many sensations are going through Phylicia; she is out of her mind in lust as wave after wave of orgasms overtake her, she can’t remember much afterwards or when they finished. Whatever Lem did to her, she never, ever has experienced before.
In the morning when she groggily got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, there was Lem urinating in the toilet. Still admiring his ass, Lem finishes and turns to see Phylicia in the doorway. Walking over to her, he hugs and kisses her, wiping her long brown hair from her face as he does so.
“Hi Baby… doing ok?” Lem asked.
“Oh yes, more than ok. You are phenomenal, sir,” she replies with a smile as her head rests against the chiseled chest.
Realizing what time it must be, Phylicia snaps out of her reverie as she needs to get back to base and the ride back the exercise area.
“Oh my God, Lem! You need to get me back to the base for my ride by 0700!” an almost hysterical Phylicia says as she scrambles to get her uniform back on and boots laced up.
Putting on shorts and tshirt, Lem leads Phylicia to the parking lot and his ‘vette for the quick ride back to the BOQ. “Lem, you have to let me out in the back of the BOQ; I can’t be seen getting out of your car,” she says.
Exiting the car, Phylicia gives Lem one more kiss, both swearing to stay in touch since they will only be a few hours away.
Lem considers the past evening as he watches Phylicia go in the back door of the BOQ and thinks it may not be a bad idea to visit when she gets settled. Heck, maybe see Jaycee too. Hmm, what fun could that be, Lem thought laughing to himself.
Climbing into the back of the truck, Phylicia is kind of a mess with her hair not the usual tight bun and looking like she didn’t get much sleep.
“Doc, you doing okay? You look like *******,” the Executive Office says.
“I’m doing okay, sir. Just those extra shooters caught up to me last night,” Phylicia replied.
As she rides in the back of the truck, she contemplates the previous evening. She’s sorry she didn’t get a shower in and get cleaned up from the torrid sexcapades a few hours ago. Plus, with all of the passion, she must have lost her head. She thinks to herself, “Phyl, you big dummy, really, sex with a black guy and no protection and not even taking birth control?”
How’s this going to play out, she rues the thought….
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Chapter 27 of Wife’s Story
Author’s note: Taking a different approach here, developing another back story. Hope you can follow along and would love to see your comments. Thanks for your time!
Dr. Phylicia Barnes struggled to wake herself up and slowly realized she was naked in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. The morning sun was just starting to peek through the window blinds when she rolled over to the other side of the bed that was still warm from a recent occupant, but now empty.
Slowly she recalls the previous evening’s events, trying to piece together how she wound up in her current circumstance. Being a combat-trained trauma surgeon, Phylicia did a quick self-assessment of her physical state.
Realizing she was indeed naked led her to the conclusion she had sex with someone; who it was escapes her now. Touching her vagina she was right. Inserting two fingers inside herself, she brought her fingers up to her nose and confirmed she had been fucked recently and the taste she took confirmed the sperm was still alive and well inside her.
She realized she was a bit sore down there too and noticed a large wet spot that she was sleeping on earlier betrayed the fact that whoever she was having sex with, made a big mess as Phylicia was known be a big squirter when with or without a man.
Having comfirmed she was good to go, she then heard someone in the bathroom urinating into the toilet. Sliding out of bed to retrieve her t-shirt and panties, she walks to the door of the bathroom and immediately recalls the man she spent the night with.
Admiring the firmness of his ass, the muscular legs and vee-shaped torso, Phylicia smiled to herself, and bit by bit, her recollection of the previous night came to her.
Navy Lieutenant, Medical Corps, Phylicia Barnes was the Battalion Surgeon for her US Marine unit stationed at Camp Lejeune, NC. She was slated to transfer to the Naval Medical Center at Portsmouth, VA soon after her unit’s last combined-arms exercise at Fort Bragg, NC.
On the last night of the exercise and after debriefings, the officers of the battalion managed to get a couple of 5-ton tactical trucks to take them to the base’s Officer’s Club to throw a farewell celebration for Dr. Barnes.
She had been with the battalion just over 2 years and gained a reputation for being a no-nonsense doctor with her Marines. During unit physical training or ******* marches, Phylicia was known to put a lot of her officer counterparts to shame physically. Playing college lacrosse and a cross-country runner, Phylicia’s physical attributes certainly complemented her duties. Many a young Marine would try to see her with the excuses of not feeling well and she would smile at them and joke around, give them two 800mg Motrins and 24 hours light duty.
When in uniform, her long brunette hair was always in a tight bun. Standing at 5’6” and weighing in at a solid 130 lbs, she looked more Marine than Navy which gave her immediate respect by her Marines.
Arriving at the “O” Club, the officers jumped off the back of the trucks. Giving the drivers instructions to return at 0700 in the morning to bring back to the “field”, they all went across the street to get rooms at the Bachelor Officer Quarters (BOQ) for the night.
Taking advantage of the showers in their rooms after spending 10 days in the field, they washed 10 days of grime and filth away. Changing into clean cammies, they all make their way to the club to start the celebration.
Phylicia was the first to arrive and walked into the main club bar and spotted the manager and approached him to see if the manager can set aside some of the bar space for the Marines and her.
Approaching the manager, Phylicia was wondering if he was active duty, but wearing civilian clothing. She quickly looked him over and was quite impressed with his physical stature. Thin waist, muscular arms straining the short sleeved dress shirt, Phylicia introduced herself to the older black gentleman.
“Excuse, sir, I’m Dr. Phylicia Barnes and in about 5 minutes your club will be overrun… with Marines, so you do have a spot where you can contain the boys?” Phylicia smiled showing perfect white teeth.
Lem eyed the young Dr. for a second and smiled in return. When a good looking woman can fill out a pair cammies like this one, it’s sure to get his attention.
Lem had just taken the manager’s position when he left the hospital catering business. Being a retired soldier who had managed various officer and enlisted clubs when he was active duty, he was perfect for this new job. Plus, it had great perks that brought many an opportunity for a lonely wife to sit at the bar while her soldier-husband was out shooting guns or blowing stuff up.
“Sure, Dr. Right this way. What’s the occasion for?” Lem asked.
“It’s in my honor and my farewell. I’m heading to Virginia when we get back to Lejeune,” Phylicia replied.
“Really? Well if you need a Realtor, I have a good friend in that area that can help you out. Her name is Jaycee Sanders. I usually carry her card with me, but I’ll have to get one from my office later.”
“Nice! That would help a lot to have a contact. I’m already stressing on the move up there.”
“Well, here’s my card, Dr. If I can be of service again, give me a call.” Lem smiled, looking Phylicia directly into eyes.
“Um, please call me Phylicia,” she said, returning his gaze, feeling a bit turned on by the exchange.
For Lem’s part, we was getting a bit aroused as well with this beautiful blue eyed brunette looking up at him. “I’m going to keep an eye on this one tonight. Getting a good vibe from her…” he muses to himself.
Just then, the Marines arrive and Lem wishes Phylicia a nice evening as she is enveloped by her fellow officers for a night of drinking, toasts, and stories.
As the night goes on, Lem checks on the Marine party to make sure they have all they need to ******* and eat. He sees Phylicia having a great time and she glances over at him too, flashes a smile at him then returns to her conversations.
Never a big drinker, Phylicia knew she had to pace herself lest she have a repeat of Thailand with the married Marine Colonel when she was there for a planning conference.
The club closed at 10 PM and Lem flashed the lights signifying last call for alcohol. The bartender took one more flurry of ******* orders and Lem returns to his office to start the close-out for the night.
“Excuse me sir. Can I get that Realtor’s card from you before we call it a night?” Phylicia asked from Lem’s office doorway.
Smiling, Lem says, “Sure. Come on in and have a seat while I look for it.”
Grateful for the seat, Phylicia is feeling the effects of one too many shots of tequila. She’s always been a happy *******, but also a horny one as well. She’s looking forward to the less scrutiny-environment of the Navy compared to the Marines. Though she enjoyed her time with them, the Marines are a hard bunch and she had to mind her discretion of being seen anything other than the Navy doctor responsible for her battalion of Marines.
“Are your friends breaking up for the night?” Lem asked.
“Yeah, pretty much. Everyone is pretty much tapped out from being in the field. We’re all looking forward to a night in bed with sheets and not in a sleeping bag on a cot,” she replied.
Having found the Realtor’s card, Lem hands it to Phylicia. Just the thought of Jaycee brings a secret smile to Lem as he remembers the times he spent with her; the first time at Pinehurst at the state hospital conference when he met her through his old friend Reuben. It’s been a while, but they have stayed in contact and Jaycee even sent him some business cards just in case he came across someone moving to the Hampton Roads area and needed a Realtor.
There’s a knock at the office door as the night bartender delivers the till to Lem to close out the night leaving Phylicia and Lem as the only ones remaining in the club.
Phylicia decides it’s time for her to leave and head back to her BOQ room, but lingers just long enough for Lem to make a suggestion. “Hey Doc. How about a nightcap at my place? I’m just outside the base gate and I would love to get to know more about you,” Lem says.
The offer makes Phylicia swoon. It’s been so long that any man has made such a proposition and this handsome older man is doing just that and somebody that is not in her chain of command, so she jumps at the opportunity.
“Yes, Lem, I would like that!” she replies
Quickly closing up the club and locking up the night’s proceeds, Lem invites Phylicia to his Corvette in the parking lot.
Always a Jeep or pick up gal, Phylicia ogled the Corvette’s interior as the handsome black man slid into the driver’s side and revved the powerful sports car.
Cruising down the main boulevard towards the base’s main gate, Phylicia undid her tight hair bun to let her silky brunette hair cascade past her shoulders, shedding her military bearing for what was to be the start of a lustful evening.
Arriving at Lem’s condo, Phylicia starts to have second thoughts on what she is getting herself into. She’s got to be back at base at 0700 for the ride back to the field and here she is with an almost total stranger, off base, and certainly will end up having sex with this man.
Once inside, Lem invites Phylicia to have a seat on the sofa as he pours a couple of glasses of neat bourbons. Handing her a glass, Phylicia is starting to relax as Lem turns on the stereo for some smooth jazz music.
Loosening his tie, Lem sits next to Phylicia and offers a toast to her for her stint with the Marines and good luck in the future at the Naval Hospital.
Sipping the Kentucky bourbon seems to sooth Phylicia’s second thoughts even more as she begins to enjoy the conversation with her new friend, Lem. After about an hour of back and forth jousting, Phylicia is the first to make a move.
Before standing up, Phylicia unlaces her boots and places them next to the sofa. Standing up, she unbuttons her cammie top, unbuckles her belt and steps out her cammie pants stripping off her boot socks in almost the same movement. Clad only in her olive drab tshirt and panties, she bends down to kiss Lem fully on the lips and their tongues entwine.
Lem stands up and takes Phylicia by the hand leads her to his bedroom. Directing her to lay down, Lem strips out of his clothes as Phylicia pulls off her tshirt and panties, exposing her 36B breasts and trimmed brunette pussy.
Lem’s still ripped body oozes sexiness and manliness the likes Phylicia has never seen before. Even the Marines she has seen naked in her professional role, none that she can recall come close to this Adonis.
Her eyes immediately go to the ever-growing big black cock of Lem’s. Not quite 9 inches but thick, veiny and uncut. Phylicia is almost in a trance as Lem joins her in an embrace on the bed.
Grasping the now rock-hard cock, Phylicia is stroking it, and massaging the large black balls as she does so. Wanting so much to taste his manhood, she works her way down his muscled body, taking the man’s cock into her mouth, savoring the musky taste and smell.
Lem is truly enjoying this younger white woman servicing his cock, wrapping her long brunette hair in his hand, forsing Phylicia further down on his cock causing her to salivate all the more making for a very wet mess.
“Baby, you need to climb up on this here black cock and get fucked,” Lem implored.
Welcoming the opportunity to feel Lem in her womb, she gladly rides up on top of him, guiding the glistening cock into her very moist pussy. Grabbing her by the hips, Lem bounces Phylicia on his cock.
So many sensations are going through Phylicia; she is out of her mind in lust as wave after wave of orgasms overtake her, she can’t remember much afterwards or when they finished. Whatever Lem did to her, she never, ever has experienced before.
In the morning when she groggily got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, there was Lem urinating in the toilet. Still admiring his ass, Lem finishes and turns to see Phylicia in the doorway. Walking over to her, he hugs and kisses her, wiping her long brown hair from her face as he does so.
“Hi Baby… doing ok?” Lem asked.
“Oh yes, more than ok. You are phenomenal, sir,” she replies with a smile as her head rests against the chiseled chest.
Realizing what time it must be, Phylicia snaps out of her reverie as she needs to get back to base and the ride back the exercise area.
“Oh my God, Lem! You need to get me back to the base for my ride by 0700!” an almost hysterical Phylicia says as she scrambles to get her uniform back on and boots laced up.
Putting on shorts and tshirt, Lem leads Phylicia to the parking lot and his ‘vette for the quick ride back to the BOQ. “Lem, you have to let me out in the back of the BOQ; I can’t be seen getting out of your car,” she says.
Exiting the car, Phylicia gives Lem one more kiss, both swearing to stay in touch since they will only be a few hours away.
Lem considers the past evening as he watches Phylicia go in the back door of the BOQ and thinks it may not be a bad idea to visit when she gets settled. Heck, maybe see Jaycee too. Hmm, what fun could that be, Lem thought laughing to himself.
Climbing into the back of the truck, Phylicia is kind of a mess with her hair not the usual tight bun and looking like she didn’t get much sleep.
“Doc, you doing okay? You look like *******,” the Executive Office says.
“I’m doing okay, sir. Just those extra shooters caught up to me last night,” Phylicia replied.
As she rides in the back of the truck, she contemplates the previous evening. She’s sorry she didn’t get a shower in and get cleaned up from the torrid sexcapades a few hours ago. Plus, with all of the passion, she must have lost her head. She thinks to herself, “Phyl, you big dummy, really, sex with a black guy and no protection and not even taking birth control?”
How’s this going to play out, she rues the thought….
Author’s note: Taking a different approach here, developing another back story. Hope you can follow along and would love to see your comments. Thanks for your time!
Dr. Phylicia Barnes struggled to wake herself up and slowly realized she was naked in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. The morning sun was just starting to peek through the window blinds when she rolled over to the other side of the bed that was still warm from a recent occupant, but now empty.
Slowly she recalls the previous evening’s events, trying to piece together how she wound up in her current circumstance. Being a combat-trained trauma surgeon, Phylicia did a quick self-assessment of her physical state.
Realizing she was indeed naked led her to the conclusion she had sex with someone; who it was escapes her now. Touching her vagina she was right. Inserting two fingers inside herself, she brought her fingers up to her nose and confirmed she had been fucked recently and the taste she took confirmed the sperm was still alive and well inside her.
She realized she was a bit sore down there too and noticed a large wet spot that she was sleeping on earlier betrayed the fact that whoever she was having sex with, made a big mess as Phylicia was known be a big squirter when with or without a man.
Having comfirmed she was good to go, she then heard someone in the bathroom urinating into the toilet. Sliding out of bed to retrieve her t-shirt and panties, she walks to the door of the bathroom and immediately recalls the man she spent the night with.
Admiring the firmness of his ass, the muscular legs and vee-shaped torso, Phylicia smiled to herself, and bit by bit, her recollection of the previous night came to her.
Navy Lieutenant, Medical Corps, Phylicia Barnes was the Battalion Surgeon for her US Marine unit stationed at Camp Lejeune, NC. She was slated to transfer to the Naval Medical Center at Portsmouth, VA soon after her unit’s last combined-arms exercise at Fort Bragg, NC.
On the last night of the exercise and after debriefings, the officers of the battalion managed to get a couple of 5-ton tactical trucks to take them to the base’s Officer’s Club to throw a farewell celebration for Dr. Barnes.
She had been with the battalion just over 2 years and gained a reputation for being a no-nonsense doctor with her Marines. During unit physical training or ******* marches, Phylicia was known to put a lot of her officer counterparts to shame physically. Playing college lacrosse and a cross-country runner, Phylicia’s physical attributes certainly complemented her duties. Many a young Marine would try to see her with the excuses of not feeling well and she would smile at them and joke around, give them two 800mg Motrins and 24 hours light duty.
When in uniform, her long brunette hair was always in a tight bun. Standing at 5’6” and weighing in at a solid 130 lbs, she looked more Marine than Navy which gave her immediate respect by her Marines.
Arriving at the “O” Club, the officers jumped off the back of the trucks. Giving the drivers instructions to return at 0700 in the morning to bring back to the “field”, they all went across the street to get rooms at the Bachelor Officer Quarters (BOQ) for the night.
Taking advantage of the showers in their rooms after spending 10 days in the field, they washed 10 days of grime and filth away. Changing into clean cammies, they all make their way to the club to start the celebration.
Phylicia was the first to arrive and walked into the main club bar and spotted the manager and approached him to see if the manager can set aside some of the bar space for the Marines and her.
Approaching the manager, Phylicia was wondering if he was active duty, but wearing civilian clothing. She quickly looked him over and was quite impressed with his physical stature. Thin waist, muscular arms straining the short sleeved dress shirt, Phylicia introduced herself to the older black gentleman.
“Excuse, sir, I’m Dr. Phylicia Barnes and in about 5 minutes your club will be overrun… with Marines, so you do have a spot where you can contain the boys?” Phylicia smiled showing perfect white teeth.
Lem eyed the young Dr. for a second and smiled in return. When a good looking woman can fill out a pair cammies like this one, it’s sure to get his attention.
Lem had just taken the manager’s position when he left the hospital catering business. Being a retired soldier who had managed various officer and enlisted clubs when he was active duty, he was perfect for this new job. Plus, it had great perks that brought many an opportunity for a lonely wife to sit at the bar while her soldier-husband was out shooting guns or blowing stuff up.
“Sure, Dr. Right this way. What’s the occasion for?” Lem asked.
“It’s in my honor and my farewell. I’m heading to Virginia when we get back to Lejeune,” Phylicia replied.
“Really? Well if you need a Realtor, I have a good friend in that area that can help you out. Her name is Jaycee Sanders. I usually carry her card with me, but I’ll have to get one from my office later.”
“Nice! That would help a lot to have a contact. I’m already stressing on the move up there.”
“Well, here’s my card, Dr. If I can be of service again, give me a call.” Lem smiled, looking Phylicia directly into eyes.
“Um, please call me Phylicia,” she said, returning his gaze, feeling a bit turned on by the exchange.
For Lem’s part, we was getting a bit aroused as well with this beautiful blue eyed brunette looking up at him. “I’m going to keep an eye on this one tonight. Getting a good vibe from her…” he muses to himself.
Just then, the Marines arrive and Lem wishes Phylicia a nice evening as she is enveloped by her fellow officers for a night of drinking, toasts, and stories.
As the night goes on, Lem checks on the Marine party to make sure they have all they need to ******* and eat. He sees Phylicia having a great time and she glances over at him too, flashes a smile at him then returns to her conversations.
Never a big drinker, Phylicia knew she had to pace herself lest she have a repeat of Thailand with the married Marine Colonel when she was there for a planning conference.
The club closed at 10 PM and Lem flashed the lights signifying last call for alcohol. The bartender took one more flurry of ******* orders and Lem returns to his office to start the close-out for the night.
“Excuse me sir. Can I get that Realtor’s card from you before we call it a night?” Phylicia asked from Lem’s office doorway.
Smiling, Lem says, “Sure. Come on in and have a seat while I look for it.”
Grateful for the seat, Phylicia is feeling the effects of one too many shots of tequila. She’s always been a happy *******, but also a horny one as well. She’s looking forward to the less scrutiny-environment of the Navy compared to the Marines. Though she enjoyed her time with them, the Marines are a hard bunch and she had to mind her discretion of being seen anything other than the Navy doctor responsible for her battalion of Marines.
“Are your friends breaking up for the night?” Lem asked.
“Yeah, pretty much. Everyone is pretty much tapped out from being in the field. We’re all looking forward to a night in bed with sheets and not in a sleeping bag on a cot,” she replied.
Having found the Realtor’s card, Lem hands it to Phylicia. Just the thought of Jaycee brings a secret smile to Lem as he remembers the times he spent with her; the first time at Pinehurst at the state hospital conference when he met her through his old friend Reuben. It’s been a while, but they have stayed in contact and Jaycee even sent him some business cards just in case he came across someone moving to the Hampton Roads area and needed a Realtor.
There’s a knock at the office door as the night bartender delivers the till to Lem to close out the night leaving Phylicia and Lem as the only ones remaining in the club.
Phylicia decides it’s time for her to leave and head back to her BOQ room, but lingers just long enough for Lem to make a suggestion. “Hey Doc. How about a nightcap at my place? I’m just outside the base gate and I would love to get to know more about you,” Lem says.
The offer makes Phylicia swoon. It’s been so long that any man has made such a proposition and this handsome older man is doing just that and somebody that is not in her chain of command, so she jumps at the opportunity.
“Yes, Lem, I would like that!” she replies
Quickly closing up the club and locking up the night’s proceeds, Lem invites Phylicia to his Corvette in the parking lot.
Always a Jeep or pick up gal, Phylicia ogled the Corvette’s interior as the handsome black man slid into the driver’s side and revved the powerful sports car.
Cruising down the main boulevard towards the base’s main gate, Phylicia undid her tight hair bun to let her silky brunette hair cascade past her shoulders, shedding her military bearing for what was to be the start of a lustful evening.
Arriving at Lem’s condo, Phylicia starts to have second thoughts on what she is getting herself into. She’s got to be back at base at 0700 for the ride back to the field and here she is with an almost total stranger, off base, and certainly will end up having sex with this man.
Once inside, Lem invites Phylicia to have a seat on the sofa as he pours a couple of glasses of neat bourbons. Handing her a glass, Phylicia is starting to relax as Lem turns on the stereo for some smooth jazz music.
Loosening his tie, Lem sits next to Phylicia and offers a toast to her for her stint with the Marines and good luck in the future at the Naval Hospital.
Sipping the Kentucky bourbon seems to sooth Phylicia’s second thoughts even more as she begins to enjoy the conversation with her new friend, Lem. After about an hour of back and forth jousting, Phylicia is the first to make a move.
Before standing up, Phylicia unlaces her boots and places them next to the sofa. Standing up, she unbuttons her cammie top, unbuckles her belt and steps out her cammie pants stripping off her boot socks in almost the same movement. Clad only in her olive drab tshirt and panties, she bends down to kiss Lem fully on the lips and their tongues entwine.
Lem stands up and takes Phylicia by the hand leads her to his bedroom. Directing her to lay down, Lem strips out of his clothes as Phylicia pulls off her tshirt and panties, exposing her 36B breasts and trimmed brunette pussy.
Lem’s still ripped body oozes sexiness and manliness the likes Phylicia has never seen before. Even the Marines she has seen naked in her professional role, none that she can recall come close to this Adonis.
Her eyes immediately go to the ever-growing big black cock of Lem’s. Not quite 9 inches but thick, veiny and uncut. Phylicia is almost in a trance as Lem joins her in an embrace on the bed.
Grasping the now rock-hard cock, Phylicia is stroking it, and massaging the large black balls as she does so. Wanting so much to taste his manhood, she works her way down his muscled body, taking the man’s cock into her mouth, savoring the musky taste and smell.
Lem is truly enjoying this younger white woman servicing his cock, wrapping her long brunette hair in his hand, forsing Phylicia further down on his cock causing her to salivate all the more making for a very wet mess.
“Baby, you need to climb up on this here black cock and get fucked,” Lem implored.
Welcoming the opportunity to feel Lem in her womb, she gladly rides up on top of him, guiding the glistening cock into her very moist pussy. Grabbing her by the hips, Lem bounces Phylicia on his cock.
So many sensations are going through Phylicia; she is out of her mind in lust as wave after wave of orgasms overtake her, she can’t remember much afterwards or when they finished. Whatever Lem did to her, she never, ever has experienced before.
In the morning when she groggily got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, there was Lem urinating in the toilet. Still admiring his ass, Lem finishes and turns to see Phylicia in the doorway. Walking over to her, he hugs and kisses her, wiping her long brown hair from her face as he does so.
“Hi Baby… doing ok?” Lem asked.
“Oh yes, more than ok. You are phenomenal, sir,” she replies with a smile as her head rests against the chiseled chest.
Realizing what time it must be, Phylicia snaps out of her reverie as she needs to get back to base and the ride back the exercise area.
“Oh my God, Lem! You need to get me back to the base for my ride by 0700!” an almost hysterical Phylicia says as she scrambles to get her uniform back on and boots laced up.
Putting on shorts and tshirt, Lem leads Phylicia to the parking lot and his ‘vette for the quick ride back to the BOQ. “Lem, you have to let me out in the back of the BOQ; I can’t be seen getting out of your car,” she says.
Exiting the car, Phylicia gives Lem one more kiss, both swearing to stay in touch since they will only be a few hours away.
Lem considers the past evening as he watches Phylicia go in the back door of the BOQ and thinks it may not be a bad idea to visit when she gets settled. Heck, maybe see Jaycee too. Hmm, what fun could that be, Lem thought laughing to himself.
Climbing into the back of the truck, Phylicia is kind of a mess with her hair not the usual tight bun and looking like she didn’t get much sleep.
“Doc, you doing okay? You look like *******,” the Executive Office says.
“I’m doing okay, sir. Just those extra shooters caught up to me last night,” Phylicia replied.
As she rides in the back of the truck, she contemplates the previous evening. She’s sorry she didn’t get a shower in and get cleaned up from the torrid sexcapades a few hours ago. Plus, with all of the passion, she must have lost her head. She thinks to herself, “Phyl, you big dummy, really, sex with a black guy and no protection and not even taking birth control?”
How’s this going to play out, she rues the thought….
Great story. Nice touch to drive a Mercedes into a trailer park. Jaycee is always hot and ready to fuck.
Again absolutely amazing
Author’s note: A shorter story this time; hope you like the development and looking forward to your comments. Thanks as always for taking the time to read!
Chapter 28 of Wife’s Story
Jaycee Sanders was just buttoning the last button of her silk blouse when her cell phone rang. “Hello, this is Jaycee,” she answers.
“Hey Jaycee, its Mel! Julie and I just got in town. We’re at the airport since we decided to save time and fly. Getting a rental car right now,” Mel said as he was signing the rental car agreement.
“Hi Mel! So glad you two arrived safely. So what are your plans?” Jaycee asked.
“Well, for right now we’ll be at the airport Hilton. Julie has to report to work on Monday so we thought maybe we all can meet to discuss some housing options,” Mel replied.
“We can meet for coffee in the morning, say 10AM in the lobby?” Jaycee offered.
Mel agreed and said good-bye to Jaycee as he and Julie search for their rental car.
“Who was that?” Coach John asked, as he was finishing toweling off from his shower.
“An old friend who’s back in town with his girlfriend. She got a transfer up here from Florida and I’m going to help them find a house this weekend it looks like. Actually, he is your condo’s former owner. Selling his condo was my very first transaction, and you know, it was how you and I met,” Jaycee says stepping on her tip toes to give Coach a kiss.
“Knock, knock,” Mike announced as he came into the bedroom. Actually, it was his bedroom, his home, his wife, and Coach just finished using them all.
As Mike came in, Coach was standing naked with his clothed wife kissing her black lover. Stepping aside, Jaycee giggles and puts on her pumps to leave for a real estate appointment. Giving Mike a peck on the cheek as she leaves, Jaycee heads downstairs to the garage and her black Miata sports car.
Mike is feeling a bit awkward being left alone with the naked Coach and he can’t help notice the semi-erect black cock and a smiling Coach not feeling awkward at all.
“Uh, Coach. I’m going to head downstairs and I’ll see you after you’re dressed,” says Mike as he turns to leave.
“Hey, Mike. Thanks for letting me and Jaycee have some playtime. She’s just what I needed,” Coach says as he’s stoking his veiny black cock to another erection.
“You like looking at my anaconda, don’t you, Mike?” Coach teases Jaycee’s husband.
“It is quite impressive. It must be very satisfying to be so well endowed to please the ladies,” Mike says gulping.
“You ever touch a big black cock, Mike?” Coach asks.
“Yes, during some threesomes with Jaycee,” Mike replies, thinking back to their trip to Palm Springs and when they met Jaycee’s vendor representative, Les. Mike “assisted” Les in entering his wife’s pussy a few times, but that was all it was in his mind. Now that he has Coach standing in the bedroom naked now with a fully erect black cock, it almost seemed Coach was testing Mike… or taunting Mike?
“You wanna touch mine, Mike?” Coach teases.
Mike doesn’t like this turn of events, but he can’t shake the vision of this naked black man in his bedroom and home, who had just fucked his wife and then took a shower with her, standing before him stroking that beautiful black cock.
With that, Mike turns to leave to evade the spiraling out–of-control situation, and heads downstairs.
“Hmm, almost got me some white boy ass. Maybe in due time. Now what to do with this hard-on,” Coach muses.
Feeling close to cumming, thanks for the taunting of Mike, Coach walks over to Mike’s side of the bed and just as he does, he sends a rope after rope of black sperm onto Mike’s pillow.
Having finished, he walks over the dresser and locates Jaycee’s lingerie drawer, chooses one of her thongs, he wipes his cock and hand clean and puts the thong back in the drawer, then gets dressed, goes downstairs and lets himself out the front door.
Chapter 28 of Wife’s Story
Jaycee Sanders was just buttoning the last button of her silk blouse when her cell phone rang. “Hello, this is Jaycee,” she answers.
“Hey Jaycee, its Mel! Julie and I just got in town. We’re at the airport since we decided to save time and fly. Getting a rental car right now,” Mel said as he was signing the rental car agreement.
“Hi Mel! So glad you two arrived safely. So what are your plans?” Jaycee asked.
“Well, for right now we’ll be at the airport Hilton. Julie has to report to work on Monday so we thought maybe we all can meet to discuss some housing options,” Mel replied.
“We can meet for coffee in the morning, say 10AM in the lobby?” Jaycee offered.
Mel agreed and said good-bye to Jaycee as he and Julie search for their rental car.
“Who was that?” Coach John asked, as he was finishing toweling off from his shower.
“An old friend who’s back in town with his girlfriend. She got a transfer up here from Florida and I’m going to help them find a house this weekend it looks like. Actually, he is your condo’s former owner. Selling his condo was my very first transaction, and you know, it was how you and I met,” Jaycee says stepping on her tip toes to give Coach a kiss.
“Knock, knock,” Mike announced as he came into the bedroom. Actually, it was his bedroom, his home, his wife, and Coach just finished using them all.
As Mike came in, Coach was standing naked with his clothed wife kissing her black lover. Stepping aside, Jaycee giggles and puts on her pumps to leave for a real estate appointment. Giving Mike a peck on the cheek as she leaves, Jaycee heads downstairs to the garage and her black Miata sports car.
Mike is feeling a bit awkward being left alone with the naked Coach and he can’t help notice the semi-erect black cock and a smiling Coach not feeling awkward at all.
“Uh, Coach. I’m going to head downstairs and I’ll see you after you’re dressed,” says Mike as he turns to leave.
“Hey, Mike. Thanks for letting me and Jaycee have some playtime. She’s just what I needed,” Coach says as he’s stoking his veiny black cock to another erection.
“You like looking at my anaconda, don’t you, Mike?” Coach teases Jaycee’s husband.
“It is quite impressive. It must be very satisfying to be so well endowed to please the ladies,” Mike says gulping.
“You ever touch a big black cock, Mike?” Coach asks.
“Yes, during some threesomes with Jaycee,” Mike replies, thinking back to their trip to Palm Springs and when they met Jaycee’s vendor representative, Les. Mike “assisted” Les in entering his wife’s pussy a few times, but that was all it was in his mind. Now that he has Coach standing in the bedroom naked now with a fully erect black cock, it almost seemed Coach was testing Mike… or taunting Mike?
“You wanna touch mine, Mike?” Coach teases.
Mike doesn’t like this turn of events, but he can’t shake the vision of this naked black man in his bedroom and home, who had just fucked his wife and then took a shower with her, standing before him stroking that beautiful black cock.
With that, Mike turns to leave to evade the spiraling out–of-control situation, and heads downstairs.
“Hmm, almost got me some white boy ass. Maybe in due time. Now what to do with this hard-on,” Coach muses.
Feeling close to cumming, thanks for the taunting of Mike, Coach walks over to Mike’s side of the bed and just as he does, he sends a rope after rope of black sperm onto Mike’s pillow.
Having finished, he walks over the dresser and locates Jaycee’s lingerie drawer, chooses one of her thongs, he wipes his cock and hand clean and puts the thong back in the drawer, then gets dressed, goes downstairs and lets himself out the front door.
Loving where this is going
Iove to see Mike helping Jaycee on that BBC
As I've always known, "Virginia is for Lovers.'
Chapter 29 of A Wife’s Story
It’s Saturday morning in the Sanders’ household and Jaycee is rushing to get ready to meet Mel and Julie at their hotel lobby for coffee and discuss their home search criteria. Just as she’s going down the stairs in the garage to her car, her cell phone rings.
“This is Jaycee,” as she attempts to juggle her purse, valise, keys and phone.
“Hi Jaycee, its Tina.”
“Tina! How are you? I hope everything is fine with you and Reuben,” Jaycee says setting her bags on the garage floor.
“Actually, we’re not fine. Reuben passed away last night. The doctor simply said Reuben’s heart just gave out,” Tina replied with a noticeable sniffle.
“Oh my God, Tina! I am so, so sorry,” Jaycee says with her eyes starting to well up with tears of her own.
“Reuben asked me to make sure arrangements are made. He just had a premonition that he wasn’t go to live much longer. He signed his house over to me and I just met with a funeral director just the other day for prearrangement. And now, it’s all coming to fruition,” a now sobbing Tina blubbers.
Hearing Tina start to sob has Jaycee sobbing too as she fishes for a tissue in her purse.
“When is the burial? Will it be local?”
After a minute to compose herself, Tina says services will be next Wednesday and burial right afterwards. Jaycee thanks Tina for letting her know, and her condolences to her friend and Reuben’s family. His family was quite large and Jaycee and Tina got to know a few of his cousins too. Promising to try to make the funeral, Jaycee is left to figure out how to do so.
Mike had to leave for California and won’t be back for another two weeks, she’ll have to call his parents to watch the k**s, and make reservations in Jacksonville too.
Climbing into her black Miata, she looks in the mirror and her make-up is now a mess. Reuben’s gone is the only thing she can think about. The man that taught her about unbridled interracial sex and introduced her to various other partners too, all the while with Mike’s support. It opened up a whole world of lust and desire that she of all people couldn’t even imagine just a few years earlier.
Jaycee was sure she was carrying Reuben’s b**y, as he was too, until she had the miscarriage in the hospital parking lot after they had sex on her desk in her office after work. He was a bit rough around the edges, but Jaycee always felt safe with him and knew he would never abuse or hurt her. Well, there was that first time he fucked her in her ass when they were at the seminar at Pinehurst. Now that hurt, but over time she had gotten used to the feeling of a black cock up her ass and started to enjoy it as another avenue to orgasm to.
Driving the short distance to the airport Hilton, Jaycee finds a parking spot and takes a minute to recover her make-up as best as she can. Gathering her bags, she swings her toned and tanned legs out of the small sports car, much to the delight of the older man sitting in the car next to her.
Flashing him a smile and brushing her wavy blonde hair from her face, she’s appreciative she can still get a rise out of men at the ripe old age of 43.
Stepping into the lobby, Jaycee sees Mel and Julie pouring coffees at the coffee bar. Setting his cup down, Mel meets Jaycee and they hug kiss, but not as old lovers, but as dear friends as they have become. Julie comes over and does likewise and they all find seats in the lobby to discuss business.
After catching up on lives, Jaycee hands Julie five home listings that she has made appointments to see for today. Finishing their coffees, Jaycee tells Mel and Julie that they need to get to the first house to stay on schedule.
Driving in separate cars, they meet at the first house, and Julie falls in love with it for its cuteness, location and the price was right. She received a nice settlement from her divorce from Christine and has a comfortable sum to put down on the house making for a very competitive offer.
“Gee, Julie you making my job very easy,” laughed Jaycee.
“Well, when I see something I like, jump on it!” laughed Julie, squeezing Mel’s hand and giving it a kiss.
“I’ll get the paperwork drawn up after lunch and you can sign everything then. I’ll meet you back at the hotel then,” Jaycee says.
With that, Jaycee heads to her broker’s office to draw up the offer and other required documents. She calls home to tell her d******r and s*n she’ll be a bit late as she has some work to do and to get themselves some pizza for dinner.
Back at the hotel, Jaycee once again meets Mel and Julie to sign the offer. During the signings, Jaycee mentions that an old friend has passed away and she intends to travel to North Carolina for the funeral and she has yet to hear from Mike’s parents if they can watch the k**s. Then an idea occurs to her.
“Hey Mel, would you guys like to stay at my place and be there for the k**s while I am away? It’ll get you out of the hotel. In fact, why don’t you just plan to stay with me for the duration until you close on your new house?”
Smiling, Mel says, “That’s very generous, Jaycee. That should be fun and you have great *******, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Great! You guys can check out tomorrow and come over and get settled in time for dinner,” Jaycee replies.
With that, documents are signed and the threesome retire to the lobby lounge for drinks to celebrate.
Finishing their second round of drinks, Mel is sitting back feeling pretty mellow as he watches the two blondes chat and laugh, reliving the times with Jaycee and now his recent conquest of Julie. Both are similar in their sexual prowess and talent. Jaycee’s penchant as a squirter was her main attribute, where Julie’s not so much but she was very vocal when she was riding Mel’s big black cock which he loved too.
Then he thinks back to that evening in Florida when they were all together at Christine and Julie’s pool. That was the first time he and Julie got to fuck and he watched Christine seduce Jaycee on the lounger.
“Hey ladies. How about we take this party to the pool area? We can go to the room and change and come back down,” Mel suggests.
“Nice idea, Mel, but I don’t always carry my bathing suit with me,” Jaycee laughs.
“I’ve got an extra one that should fit you,” Julie offers.
Jaycee gives it a minute to consider. The k**s are ordering pizza for dinner and they should be ok for a bit longer, so why not enjoy the hotel pool and her friends.
Telling her friends that she’s up for it, they gather their things and drinks and head to the elevator and on to Mel and Julie’s room. Once there, Jaycee grabs a seat as Mel and Julie sort through their suitcases for their swim wear.
Finding his trunks first, Mel starts to strip with Julie and Jaycee stopping to watch him. “What? Not like we haven’t seen each other naked before. We’re all adults here,” laughs Mel.
Laughing as well, Julie and Jaycee both stand and start to strip as well. Walking over to a now-naked Jaycee, a naked Julie hands her a one-piece swim suit. Both women are close in similar build with Julie just a tad taller than Jaycee.
“Here Jaycee, this should do,” Julie says holding the swim suit up to Jaycee.
Julie gets closer to Jaycee and the former lesbian can’t resist the urge and kisses Jaycee. Startled, Jaycee steps back, then embraces Julie as if reuniting with a past lover.
Watching the interaction of the two blondes before him, Mel is getting very aroused. Dropping his swim trunks he goes over the king-sized bed and beckons the two ladies to join him.
Laying on either side, the two blondes turn their attention to the handsome black man between them; Julie taking his rigid big black cock into her mouth, and Jaycee kissing Mel. The familiarity of the kiss, smell and taste of her former lover coming back to her.
With Julie sucking on his cock, Mel tells Jaycee to come sit on his face. Not hesitating, Jaycee offers her fresh shaven pussy to Mel’s waiting mouth. Lapping at the beginnings of a torrent of pussy juice, Mel is rewarded with the first of many orgasmic gushes from Jaycee that run down his cheeks on to the pillow.
With Jaycee occupying Mel’s mouth, Julie moves up to impale Mel’s cock into her shaven pussy. Jaycee sees Julie doing so and spins around to face Julie. The two women again start to kiss, with Jaycee enjoying the flavor of Julie’s tongue and lips from sucking on Mel’s cock.
With all of the action going on top of Mel, he is close to cumming inside Julie as she grinds her pussy on his cock. With a mighty grunt, muffled by Jaycee’s pussy on his face, Mel lets loose his black seed into Julie’s womb, which she has been accustomed to over the past months, and one of the reasons her wife Christine resented Mel for.
After a minute, the two ladies fall to either side of Mel to catch their collective breaths, both ladies laying their heads on Mel’s chest.
Jaycee looks down at Mel’s familiar big black cock that has given her so much pleasure many times, wants to taste him again. She moves down to take the semi-erect black cock that is glistening with his sperm and Julie’s juices. Savoring the salty-sweet flavors and musky aroma, Jaycee is enjoying the sensation of having Mel’s cock once again in her married, white mouth.
Julie joins in with Jaycee cleaning their man’s cock. Having totally ingested the fluids that coating the cock, Julie slides over to the Jaycee’s side of the bed getting between her legs, Julie begins to lick and nip at Jaycee’s swollen pussy.
Since being with her wife, Christine, Julie has not been with another woman. The only pussy she ever knew was Christine’s fat old, hairy pussy. Now, with a younger attractive woman with a clean shaven pussy, Julie is so enjoying Jaycee and brings Jaycee to another orgasm.
The few times Jaycee has been with another woman, she had enjoyed the touch that another woman has, not the roughness of most men, the soft sensuality that another woman brings to the sexual experience.
After a few minutes, Jaycee motions for Julie to reverse positions, and she lays down and now Jaycee is the one giving the oral pleasure. Once again enjoying the salty-sweet flavors, this time of Julie’s freshly fucked pussy, Jaycee gives Julie the reciprocation of oral pleasure.
The trio must have dozed off. Jaycee was the first to awake to see that it was nightfall outside. She surmises that the pool idea has passed in favor of playtime in the bed, which was totally good with her.
Sliding out of bed, she uses the bathroom. Finding a brush, she runs it through her wavy, blonde hair as the lingering tingle inside of her pussy reminds her of the fun afternoon with her friends.
When she comes back into the bedroom, Mel and Julie are sitting up in bed hugging each other.
“Well, now if all of my real estate transactions culminated like this, it’s going to be one heck of a career,” Jaycee smiles at her friends.
Coming over to the bed, she gives both Mel and Julie a kiss, then starts to gather her clothes to get dressed.
“So I’ll see you both tomorrow then?” Jaycee asks as she heads for the door.
“Yep, see you then and thank you for the invitation,” Mel says.
With that, Jaycee leaves to head to the elevator, reliving the events of the afternoon. Jaycee never considered herself bisexual, but her past experiences have been more than pleasurable, and she wonders if she went too far by extending the invitation to Mel and Julie to stay with her.
It should make for an interesting dynamic, and what would Mike think or say when he got back home. Now, it’s time to plan for her return to North Carolina to say good-bye to her friend and first-time lover, Reuben.
It’s Saturday morning in the Sanders’ household and Jaycee is rushing to get ready to meet Mel and Julie at their hotel lobby for coffee and discuss their home search criteria. Just as she’s going down the stairs in the garage to her car, her cell phone rings.
“This is Jaycee,” as she attempts to juggle her purse, valise, keys and phone.
“Hi Jaycee, its Tina.”
“Tina! How are you? I hope everything is fine with you and Reuben,” Jaycee says setting her bags on the garage floor.
“Actually, we’re not fine. Reuben passed away last night. The doctor simply said Reuben’s heart just gave out,” Tina replied with a noticeable sniffle.
“Oh my God, Tina! I am so, so sorry,” Jaycee says with her eyes starting to well up with tears of her own.
“Reuben asked me to make sure arrangements are made. He just had a premonition that he wasn’t go to live much longer. He signed his house over to me and I just met with a funeral director just the other day for prearrangement. And now, it’s all coming to fruition,” a now sobbing Tina blubbers.
Hearing Tina start to sob has Jaycee sobbing too as she fishes for a tissue in her purse.
“When is the burial? Will it be local?”
After a minute to compose herself, Tina says services will be next Wednesday and burial right afterwards. Jaycee thanks Tina for letting her know, and her condolences to her friend and Reuben’s family. His family was quite large and Jaycee and Tina got to know a few of his cousins too. Promising to try to make the funeral, Jaycee is left to figure out how to do so.
Mike had to leave for California and won’t be back for another two weeks, she’ll have to call his parents to watch the k**s, and make reservations in Jacksonville too.
Climbing into her black Miata, she looks in the mirror and her make-up is now a mess. Reuben’s gone is the only thing she can think about. The man that taught her about unbridled interracial sex and introduced her to various other partners too, all the while with Mike’s support. It opened up a whole world of lust and desire that she of all people couldn’t even imagine just a few years earlier.
Jaycee was sure she was carrying Reuben’s b**y, as he was too, until she had the miscarriage in the hospital parking lot after they had sex on her desk in her office after work. He was a bit rough around the edges, but Jaycee always felt safe with him and knew he would never abuse or hurt her. Well, there was that first time he fucked her in her ass when they were at the seminar at Pinehurst. Now that hurt, but over time she had gotten used to the feeling of a black cock up her ass and started to enjoy it as another avenue to orgasm to.
Driving the short distance to the airport Hilton, Jaycee finds a parking spot and takes a minute to recover her make-up as best as she can. Gathering her bags, she swings her toned and tanned legs out of the small sports car, much to the delight of the older man sitting in the car next to her.
Flashing him a smile and brushing her wavy blonde hair from her face, she’s appreciative she can still get a rise out of men at the ripe old age of 43.
Stepping into the lobby, Jaycee sees Mel and Julie pouring coffees at the coffee bar. Setting his cup down, Mel meets Jaycee and they hug kiss, but not as old lovers, but as dear friends as they have become. Julie comes over and does likewise and they all find seats in the lobby to discuss business.
After catching up on lives, Jaycee hands Julie five home listings that she has made appointments to see for today. Finishing their coffees, Jaycee tells Mel and Julie that they need to get to the first house to stay on schedule.
Driving in separate cars, they meet at the first house, and Julie falls in love with it for its cuteness, location and the price was right. She received a nice settlement from her divorce from Christine and has a comfortable sum to put down on the house making for a very competitive offer.
“Gee, Julie you making my job very easy,” laughed Jaycee.
“Well, when I see something I like, jump on it!” laughed Julie, squeezing Mel’s hand and giving it a kiss.
“I’ll get the paperwork drawn up after lunch and you can sign everything then. I’ll meet you back at the hotel then,” Jaycee says.
With that, Jaycee heads to her broker’s office to draw up the offer and other required documents. She calls home to tell her d******r and s*n she’ll be a bit late as she has some work to do and to get themselves some pizza for dinner.
Back at the hotel, Jaycee once again meets Mel and Julie to sign the offer. During the signings, Jaycee mentions that an old friend has passed away and she intends to travel to North Carolina for the funeral and she has yet to hear from Mike’s parents if they can watch the k**s. Then an idea occurs to her.
“Hey Mel, would you guys like to stay at my place and be there for the k**s while I am away? It’ll get you out of the hotel. In fact, why don’t you just plan to stay with me for the duration until you close on your new house?”
Smiling, Mel says, “That’s very generous, Jaycee. That should be fun and you have great *******, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Great! You guys can check out tomorrow and come over and get settled in time for dinner,” Jaycee replies.
With that, documents are signed and the threesome retire to the lobby lounge for drinks to celebrate.
Finishing their second round of drinks, Mel is sitting back feeling pretty mellow as he watches the two blondes chat and laugh, reliving the times with Jaycee and now his recent conquest of Julie. Both are similar in their sexual prowess and talent. Jaycee’s penchant as a squirter was her main attribute, where Julie’s not so much but she was very vocal when she was riding Mel’s big black cock which he loved too.
Then he thinks back to that evening in Florida when they were all together at Christine and Julie’s pool. That was the first time he and Julie got to fuck and he watched Christine seduce Jaycee on the lounger.
“Hey ladies. How about we take this party to the pool area? We can go to the room and change and come back down,” Mel suggests.
“Nice idea, Mel, but I don’t always carry my bathing suit with me,” Jaycee laughs.
“I’ve got an extra one that should fit you,” Julie offers.
Jaycee gives it a minute to consider. The k**s are ordering pizza for dinner and they should be ok for a bit longer, so why not enjoy the hotel pool and her friends.
Telling her friends that she’s up for it, they gather their things and drinks and head to the elevator and on to Mel and Julie’s room. Once there, Jaycee grabs a seat as Mel and Julie sort through their suitcases for their swim wear.
Finding his trunks first, Mel starts to strip with Julie and Jaycee stopping to watch him. “What? Not like we haven’t seen each other naked before. We’re all adults here,” laughs Mel.
Laughing as well, Julie and Jaycee both stand and start to strip as well. Walking over to a now-naked Jaycee, a naked Julie hands her a one-piece swim suit. Both women are close in similar build with Julie just a tad taller than Jaycee.
“Here Jaycee, this should do,” Julie says holding the swim suit up to Jaycee.
Julie gets closer to Jaycee and the former lesbian can’t resist the urge and kisses Jaycee. Startled, Jaycee steps back, then embraces Julie as if reuniting with a past lover.
Watching the interaction of the two blondes before him, Mel is getting very aroused. Dropping his swim trunks he goes over the king-sized bed and beckons the two ladies to join him.
Laying on either side, the two blondes turn their attention to the handsome black man between them; Julie taking his rigid big black cock into her mouth, and Jaycee kissing Mel. The familiarity of the kiss, smell and taste of her former lover coming back to her.
With Julie sucking on his cock, Mel tells Jaycee to come sit on his face. Not hesitating, Jaycee offers her fresh shaven pussy to Mel’s waiting mouth. Lapping at the beginnings of a torrent of pussy juice, Mel is rewarded with the first of many orgasmic gushes from Jaycee that run down his cheeks on to the pillow.
With Jaycee occupying Mel’s mouth, Julie moves up to impale Mel’s cock into her shaven pussy. Jaycee sees Julie doing so and spins around to face Julie. The two women again start to kiss, with Jaycee enjoying the flavor of Julie’s tongue and lips from sucking on Mel’s cock.
With all of the action going on top of Mel, he is close to cumming inside Julie as she grinds her pussy on his cock. With a mighty grunt, muffled by Jaycee’s pussy on his face, Mel lets loose his black seed into Julie’s womb, which she has been accustomed to over the past months, and one of the reasons her wife Christine resented Mel for.
After a minute, the two ladies fall to either side of Mel to catch their collective breaths, both ladies laying their heads on Mel’s chest.
Jaycee looks down at Mel’s familiar big black cock that has given her so much pleasure many times, wants to taste him again. She moves down to take the semi-erect black cock that is glistening with his sperm and Julie’s juices. Savoring the salty-sweet flavors and musky aroma, Jaycee is enjoying the sensation of having Mel’s cock once again in her married, white mouth.
Julie joins in with Jaycee cleaning their man’s cock. Having totally ingested the fluids that coating the cock, Julie slides over to the Jaycee’s side of the bed getting between her legs, Julie begins to lick and nip at Jaycee’s swollen pussy.
Since being with her wife, Christine, Julie has not been with another woman. The only pussy she ever knew was Christine’s fat old, hairy pussy. Now, with a younger attractive woman with a clean shaven pussy, Julie is so enjoying Jaycee and brings Jaycee to another orgasm.
The few times Jaycee has been with another woman, she had enjoyed the touch that another woman has, not the roughness of most men, the soft sensuality that another woman brings to the sexual experience.
After a few minutes, Jaycee motions for Julie to reverse positions, and she lays down and now Jaycee is the one giving the oral pleasure. Once again enjoying the salty-sweet flavors, this time of Julie’s freshly fucked pussy, Jaycee gives Julie the reciprocation of oral pleasure.
The trio must have dozed off. Jaycee was the first to awake to see that it was nightfall outside. She surmises that the pool idea has passed in favor of playtime in the bed, which was totally good with her.
Sliding out of bed, she uses the bathroom. Finding a brush, she runs it through her wavy, blonde hair as the lingering tingle inside of her pussy reminds her of the fun afternoon with her friends.
When she comes back into the bedroom, Mel and Julie are sitting up in bed hugging each other.
“Well, now if all of my real estate transactions culminated like this, it’s going to be one heck of a career,” Jaycee smiles at her friends.
Coming over to the bed, she gives both Mel and Julie a kiss, then starts to gather her clothes to get dressed.
“So I’ll see you both tomorrow then?” Jaycee asks as she heads for the door.
“Yep, see you then and thank you for the invitation,” Mel says.
With that, Jaycee leaves to head to the elevator, reliving the events of the afternoon. Jaycee never considered herself bisexual, but her past experiences have been more than pleasurable, and she wonders if she went too far by extending the invitation to Mel and Julie to stay with her.
It should make for an interesting dynamic, and what would Mike think or say when he got back home. Now, it’s time to plan for her return to North Carolina to say good-bye to her friend and first-time lover, Reuben.
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Another great job.
Always delightful to read your story, any pictures to goes with it next time?
Great Job, keep them coming.
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