Unexpected Spectator

“Oh! That feels so good.”

“Baby, with you, it feels like the first time every time.”

“Ha! Years of those Kegel exercises must be wo…” his mouth covered hers and rolled his tongue on hers before she could complete her sentence. His pelvis pressed into hers, her arms and legs circled around his body drawing him closer to hers. He kissed her passionately.

Jane, through the half-opened door, saw her in-laws making love passionately. She stood by the doorway, peeking silently, and was amazed by the intensity of her husband’s parents in bed. She slowly stepped back as the lovers grunted and moaned, in between their sloppy wet kisses and juvenile exchange.

In the university town, Jane and Chris hit it off on their first date in their freshmen years.

Chris proposed to Jane in their senior year at college. They both turned twenty-two then, Jane being almost six months older than Chris. Sean and Mel, now fifty and forty-eight, had Chris when they were twenty-three and twenty-one years old. They were a close family and Jane was felt fortunate to join the Wilkins family, herself being raised by foster care through her teen years.

That morning, after dropping Chris at the airport, Jane arrived early at her in-law’s place. She used the spare key to enter the house and was a witness to their frolicking. She retreated to her car in the driveway to give the lovers their privacy. She smiled as the naked images of Chirs's parents filled her mind and at the same time felt her panties wet.

She called Chris, “Honey, I miss you.”

“Already?” Chris laughed.

After some tender lover talk, Jane hesitantly, “Honey, I almost walked in on your parents when they were in bed.”

Chris laughed, “That would have been awkward. Tell me more. What happened?”

Jane narrated the event in detail to a very amused Chris. He could tell Jane was a bit embarrassed. He playfully, “Welcome to Wilkins family.”

“I am embarrassed that I saw them in bed.”

“You are so sweet. I have seen them both in bed numerous times.”

Chris softly whispered, “I confess that I envy my dad.”

“WHAT?” she could not believe her ears.

Chris continued softly “I have an Oedipus complex.”

Jane knew exactly what Chris meant. She went silent. Her panties, now, were soaking.

He caught her soft silent moan.

“My! My! Does sweet Janey need attention?”

“Uh! Uh!” Her left hand slid in between her legs.

“I am excited too, baby.” At the gate in the airport, he stroked himself over his pants.

At that moment, both Chris and Jane heard the airline announce, “This is the final boarding call for the flight to…”

“Janey sweetie got to go. Keep those lips wet for me.” He blew her a kiss over the phone.

Jane kissed him back, “I miss you. Travel safe.”

Jane sat in the car, on the driveway, for about thirty minutes revisiting the events of the morning. She then reached out for the phone and called her in-laws.

“Hey mom, I just dropped off Chris at the airport and am outside your place.”

Mel loved Jane calling her mom.

“Very good. You have the keys. Come on in.”

Out

Jane sat at the kitchen table, crossing her legs, waiting for Mel. Mel walked out of the bedroom in an all-white romper. Jane could not take her eyes off Mel. Just an hour back, she saw her being ravaged by Sean.

“Oh! She is so lucky.” Jane almost caught herself thinking aloud.

“How do I look?” Mel turned on her toes.

“You look spectacular.”

Mel looked at Jane, “You look marvelous. We are Bachelorettes this morning. Let’s go get them boys.”

Just then Sean came out of the room in his grey golf shorts and Blue Polo. “You girls have fun.”

The images of Sean and Mel in bed flashed across Jane’s mind. She could not un-see what she saw. She could never see them like she did before again.

“First Stop. Breakfast. I am famished.”

“Sure, you must be,” thought Jane.

It was a short fifteen-minute Uber ride.

At the coffee shop, Jane sipped her coffee as Mel wolfed down the ‘Egg and Croissant”.

Jane's mind was preoccupied with the morning live exposure to what can be termed as ‘Reality Porn.’ Mel looked around the café, appearing to be scouting for men.

“So, what do you want to do after breakfast?”

Mel leaned forward, “Don’t look now, this guy by the window in the corner has been checking you out.”

Jane laughed aloud, “ME!”

“I am not kidding. I saw him look at you few times.”

“Mom, he must be looking at you. Woman in white and looking inviting.”

“I know men. He is definitely into you.”

Jane was suddenly intrigued. She casually turned around to make eye contact with a man in his high forties, grey-haired and bearded. He smiled and lifted his glass to Jane. Jane smiled back and turned back to Mel.

“See, I told you.”

Jane was dumfounded.

Mel extended her hand to touch Jane’s, “I am going to call him over.”

“Don’t…” She could not stop her from gesturing him over.

Jane fixed her eyes on Mel. She was not ready for this. She heard the chair at their table being drawn and a tall, large, athletic well-dressed male sat down.

Mel extended her hand, “Hey handsome, I am Melisa.”

He smiled and turned to Jane. In a deep voice, “I am Martin.”

Jane went silent. Mel gently nudged her, with her legs, under the table.

Jane hesitated, “Jane.”

The next few seconds were uncomfortable. Mel broke the ice.

“Are you new in town?”

“Yeah. Business trip. Passing by. Leaving this evening.”

Mel continued, “Where is home?”

He did not respond. Instead, he turned to Jane, touching her hand and in a most gentle and chivalrous manner. “Pardon me for being amorous. I have never done this before. If I did not ask you, I would regret this moment.”

Jane slowly moved her hand away from his touch, “Thank you. I am flattered, but…”

Mel interrupted, “Where are you staying?”

Martin did not take his eyes of Jane, he pointed to the hotel in front of the coffee shop.

“Room number?”

“503”

“You go ahead. We’ll be there.”

Martin waited for Jane to respond. Jane looked at Mel and saw her nodding positively, encouraging Jane to say yes. A smile escaped Jane’s lips. Martin rose to his feet, went to pay his check, and smiled back at Jane as he walked towards the hotel.

“Oh my God! Mom.”

“Shhh!”

“Chris is out of town and you need some playtime.”

“MOM!”

Jane’s legs were crossed and her panties soaking with excitement. Mel smiled and Jane felt cornered. She wondered about Chris. Mel appeared to have read her mind.

“Get Chris out of your head for now. I will help you deal with him later.”

Mel paid the food tab and led Jane to the hotel. Jane was nervous. The elevator doors closed behind them and in seconds opened again. The room 503 was right in front of them and the door was open. Mel stepped ahead, pushing the door, walked in confidently. Jane followed her with her eyes on the floor, taking small steps. It was a suite.

Mel sat on the couch, ‘Don’t mind me. I am not here.”

Jane felt exposed and vulnerable. She looked up from the floor, Martin was in his bathrobes down to his knees, exposing his hairy legs. Muscular, he appeared strong. He moved forward and took Jane by her hand and led her to the bedroom. Pulling the sliding door behind them, he separated Mel from their adventure ahead.

“Oh my God!” Jane exclaimed softly.

She stood nervously before him. He put his hands on her face and his lips on hers. Jane kissed him back. She was wet and ready. She sat on the bed and laid back in anticipation. Martin moved forward and unbuttoned her blouse and kissed her erect nipples over her bra.

Jane sighed. His hands moved up her legs, raising her skirt, slowly tracing her thighs and his fingers felt her drenched panties. Jane was embarrassed. He smiled and push her panties aside.

“Umph!” she moaned. She closed her eyes to savor the moment.

In no time, Martin had her clothes on the floor. His large hands cupped her breasts and his tongue circled her nipples. He was in control. Jane was losing hers. Her eyes still closed, his lips kissed her body and moved down to her belly. Just as his mouth approached her hairy mound, the sliding door came open. Mel stood looking at her daughter-in-law naked as his mouth clasped onto her vagina. Jane moaned aloud. Mel moved closer to the bed.

Martin’s hands gripped Jane’s breasts, squeezing them hard. His tongue lashed into her open lips, striking her tender, sensitive clit. Jane raised her hips away from the bed, arching her body. Jane’s body was shaking uncontrollably. Mel loosened his grip on Jane’s breasts and replaced his hands with hers. Martin continued lashing his tongue into Jane. Jane was on the edge.

Her hands reached out to Martin’s head, digging into and gripping his hair and drew him into her as she screamed out a squirt into his face.

“OMG OH My God… AAH… Don’t Stop… Oh, umph!”

Mel giggled as Jane’s body shook to a trembling orgasm. Martin patiently performed and as Jane calmed down, he laid next to her,

“You are delicious.”

“I am? Really! Thank you. I guess,” Jane laughed.

Mel saw his erection peeping out of his robe. It was ready, hard, and pounding. He looked at Mel as she stared back at his loins.

“Do you mind leaving the room?”

Mel was about to leave. “No, I like her to stay.”

Martin knew it was a lost battle. He sat up and dropped his robe. Jane and Mel shrieked together. He was larger than any man they have been with. Jane immediately spread her legs and raised them to her chest. He firmly held her hips and pressed his phallus at her entrance.

Everyone in the room went silent. Mel stared as he rubbed his erection on Jane’s wet opening. Jane waited for his penetration. Then he pushed all of himself into her with a loud grunt. Jane did not expect it. She screamed out aloud, wriggling under his control. He continued to pound in and out of her tight opening, pushing his oversized member deep into her. Jane was screaming with pleasure and pain.

Mel bent down and sucked Jane’s nipples hard. Jane’s hands gripped the sides of the mattress and her mouth bit the pillow hard, trying to muffle her moans and screams.

The bed shook. Jane’s head softly hit the headboard, “Thud! Thud! Thud!” Her cunt made the “slip and slap” noises as he pushed into her. His hairy balls pressed into her lips as he rested his cock deep in her.

The next two minutes seem like an eternity. He ravaged her like a rag doll. His sex toy.

Mel continued to suck Jane’s nipples. She felt his hands touching her head and gesturing to move down to Jane’s clit. Mel obeyed him. No sooner she stroked Jane’s exposed clit, Jane climaxed into multiple orgasms. She pushed Mel’s head away, her cunt gripped his erection, and legs circled around his back. He reached under her shoulders and lifted her in the air. He stood with his cock penetrating deep in her. They kissed.

“Don’t stop.”

He obliged. He was pounding her hard. She was screaming. She wanted more. Mel slowly stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her. She stood outside and heard the sweet music of daughter-in-law yell, scream, and moan; along with Martin’s grunts.

Five minutes later, the erotic music stopped. Mel looked in. Two sweating bodies lay next to each other. Jane laid in his arms, with some of his seed escaping her tight lips.

“Wow!” Mel exclaimed as she slowly closed the door and sat back on the couch.

Martin’s alarm went off at 2:30 pm. He hurriedly washed up and dressed back to his elegant self. Mel watched him as he silently went about packing and getting ready to leave for the airport. Jane was fast asleep. Just before leaving, he walked back to her and kissed her on her lips, giving her breasts a gentle squeeze. He saw his white cum on her and turning to Mel smiled.

“When is the check-out time for the room?” Mel asked as both of them saw Jane sleeping like a baby.

“The room is booked and paid for till tomorrow afternoon. Be my guests. Both of you,” he continued, “I think I have to thank you for this experience.”

“You are welcome,” Mel winked.

Martin handed his business card to Mel, “I very much like to see you two again.”

“We both would like that.”

Martin walked out of the room, placing a Do-Not-Disturb sign outside.

“Oh My! This does not happen every day.”

Time After

Jane opened her eyes around 5 PM. She sat up startled, hurriedly reaching out for a pillow to cover her cum stained vagina.

Mel was on the bed next to her, a glass with red wine in one hand and a book in the other.

“Good Morning, Sunshine,” she called out to Jane.

“MOM! What time is it?”

“He sure knocked you out.”

Mel giggled like a teenager as Jane lazily moved to the bathroom to clean and freshen up.

“Sean and Chris have been calling us. I told them we will be out for the evening.”

Jane ignored her words and got into the shower. She was still dazed and could not believe that she actually slept with a man other than Chris. The warm water soothed her bruised body and she began to slowly get a grip of herself – body and mind. After a good shower, Jane joined Mel. She had poured a glass of red for Jane too. There was eye contact and silent smiles exchanged between the two women.

“Your man left you a card.”

Jane took it from Mel’s hands and read aloud “Martin Hightower – Executive @ MH Associates” followed by his contact information.

“He'd like to see us again.”

“WHAT? No. This is a one-time thing. I can’t do that to Chris.”

“I told you not to worry about Chris.”

“MOM! No. I already feel guilty. No. No.”

“Hush! No need to make a decision now. Let’s enjoy this evening.”

Jane still felt Martin on and in her. She went over the experience again and again in her mind.

Mel noticed her daughter-in-law looking at the card more than once.

“Janey, if I were you, I would want to see him again.”

“Shut up, Mom! I am feeling dirty and guilty already.”

“Guilty. I understand. Why Dirty?”

“I can’t explain.”

Mel saw Jane put the card away in her bag. “I am sure she will get together with Martin again.”

Jane and Mel sat in the suite watching the evening lights come on in the streets. There was little talk between them, with frequent uncomfortable pauses. Their silence was broken at around 9:00 pm, the room’s phone rang. Mel answered it to hear Martin’s voice.

“Hey there. Just hoping you two were still in the room.”

“We are. We just ordered in some room service.”

“Excellent. Be my guests to anything you want.”

Jane looked on curiously as Mel continued her conversation with Martin. She was nervous and afraid too. She did not want to speak to him. Mel sensed it too.

“Are you married?” Mel suddenly asked.

Martin paused before answering, “Yes.”

“Kids?”

“Yes – Two boys.”

Mel gestured two fingers to Jane and performed a blowjob gesture to indicate that they are boys.

Jane silently mouthed, “STOP IT!”

“Jane is my daughter-in-law.”

“Oh!”

“Is that a problem? Are you going to run scared now?”

He did not respond immediately. Instantly, he knew he had to win Mel over.

He lowered his voice deliberately, “Mel, thank you for initiating the meetup.”

“Ah-ha! Quite a charmer.”

“Is she there?”

“Yes, but not ready to speak to you yet.”

“I understand,” Martin sounded dejected. He continued, “Can you put me on speaker?”

Mel said, “Ok. Go on.”

Martin in his deep voice, “Hey. Just wanted to tell you I had a time of my life. Did not mean to leave without saying goodbye.”

Jane turned her face away to avoid Mel’s stare.

“I may have gotten carried away with you a bit. Hope I was not too rough on your delicate body.”

She smiled to hear him say ‘delicate body’. A tingle went through Jane’s spine. Hearing his voice, Mel saw her crossing her legs. She wanted him again.

“I hope you will call me. I left my information with Mel.”

“I will,” thought Jane.

“Well, Mel and Jane. Thank you for the wonderful experience.”

Mel responded, “Thanks, Martin. Take care.”

He hung up the phone. Mel looked at Jane, “We have a winner here.”

Jane smiled thinking, “I have a winner here.”

Mel wanted more details from Jane about her experience with Martin. She knew patience was the key to get Jane to open up.

Jane wondered how she was sucked into participating in such raw sex with a stranger, “Has Mel done this before with someone else? What was her motivation? Is she being set up by Mrs. Wilkins?”

Mel and Jane exchanged uncomfortable glances. Mel wanted to ask; Jane hesitated to speak.

Finally, after dinner and a couple of wine bottles later, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law lay on the bed that was refreshed by the housekeeping evening service. Hugging the pillow to her chest, Jane turned to face Mel who was laying on her side. They were both in their day clothes and could smell each other’s wine breath.

“SO?! Tell me.”

“Tell you what? Mom.”

“Did he rock your boat?”

Jane smiled, “And then some.”

“Come on. I need details.”

“Oh My God, Mom. I thought he would never stop the pounding. I was helpless; a toy at his mercy.”

“Yeah. I could tell.”

“I am still sore down there”, Jane moved the pillow between her legs.

Mel pretended to be envious, “AND?”

“It was something different and special. I liked his control, though a stranger I felt secure.”

“Ha! You like father figures.”

“Not overly. Like the balance. Loved it that he did not make me do things.”

She paused a bit and turned to her back, looking away from Jane, “Are you going to see him again?”

Jane was not expecting that, “I don’t know, Mom. If I will, I will not do it alone. Will you…”

“Sure, I will.”

“Well, I don’t know. I may not call him.”

In her mind, “You will. I know you will.”

Then the room went silent. The wine kicked it and the girls retired for the night.

Morning After

Jane was up earlier than Mel. She made herself coffee in the room and sat on the open deck.

Among the many thoughts that raced through her mind, Mel’s words “You like to be dominated” consumed her thoughts.

“Do I?” she pondered, “Boy, he was good. Wonder what else he can do.”

“Oh!” she silently moaned closing her eyes trying to relive the previous day's moments.

A bit later, her phone in her bag chimed. It was a familiar tone. It was Chris. As she reached for the phone to answer it, Martin’s business card fell out of the bag.

“Hi there,” she greeted Chris as she looked at Martin’s card.

“Hey, baby. How are you two girls doing?”

Hearing his voice, Jane snapped back to reality, “Mom is still asleep. I am down one coffee already.”

“Dad told me that you decided to stay out the evening. Did you two have fun? What did you do?”

“Yeah, we did. I will spare you the details.” Jane kept looking at Martin’s information.

“Oh well. I know Mom is a wild one. I should warn you about her. She is known to change people's lifestyles.”

“Too late for that,” she mumbled.

“What?”

“Nothing. It’s something I am reading.”

“What are your plans for the day?”

“We will probably head back home soon. It’s been a long day yesterday. How about you?”

“I will be driving most of the day. Maybe a booty call tonight?”

Jane feigned jealousy, “Booty Call?”

Chris paused and teased, “I am in a town with an active nightlife. You never know.”

Jane cracked back, “Go get them, Cowboy.”

“I take that as a hall pass.”

“Go ahead, you have one from me.”

His laugh was different from what she is used to. “I got to go baby. I miss you.”

“I miss you too,” she lied.

As she put the phone down, smiled thinking, “Hall Pass uh! I like the idea. I didn’t need one.”

Mel was still asleep as Jane entered the shower. She enjoyed the warm water caressing her body, occasionally looking into the mirror on the wall, feeling very sexy. Chris was not in her mind, Martin was. She reimagined his body and sex with him and lost track of time.

When she finally came out of the shower, she kept the water running and wiped the moisture fog on the mirror. Mel was up and talking over the phone.

She strained her ears to hear –

“All I did was to nudge her towards him.”

…

“Well. He did the rest.”

…

“Ha.”

…

“No, I did not force her to do anything. I did encourage her and initiated it.”

…

“No. Ha! No.”

…

“If she didn’t want it, she would not have done it.”

…

“I am sure.”

…

“Yeah.”

…

“Oh, she is definitely seeing him again.”

…

“Ha Ha.”

Jane wondered who she was talking to and if is she talking about her. She moved closer to the door, the water still running, to hear more.

“Sean, I told you I will eventually break her into our way of life.”

Jane was stunned, “Your way of life.”

“She is a Wilkins now.”

…

“That’s between Chris and Janey. Wonder how he will react to it.”

….

“I am not going to tell Chris. No! we have to let her tell him. It has to come from her.”

…

“Ha Ha.”

Jane turned the water off.

“Baby, I think she is done showering. Got to go.”

…

“Muah! Muah! We love you.”

Jane stepped out, clean and fresh. Mel passed her to enter the shower, “You sure took your time. I should be out quick.”

Jane sat back on the bed. Suddenly, she felt manipulated. Numerous questions crossed her mind:

“She is mad. What did I do? Does Chris know?

What do the Wilkins want? What is their lifestyle? They are successful and affluent.

Oh my God! What have I gotten into?”

Her mind raced back to her college years trying to find clues that she may have missed. Chris, she knew, was very close to his parents. They often went away on extended vacations. Chris took his time to introduce her to Mel and Sean. Chris often mentioned that his family is unique, liberal, open about everything, and just yesterday he told her that he saw them in bed many times, he envied his dad and that he had an Oedipus Complex. Things were now falling into place. She was dazed and confused.

Back Home

Sean came to pick up the Wilkins girls. Jane noticed a knowing smile on Sean’s face. She was now convinced that it was all planned. She just did not know how to deal with it.

“Where to? Darling?”

Mel kissed Sean, “Our Home baby.”

“Dad, please drop me home. I need some time.”

Mel tried, “Janey, Chris will not be back for few more days. Why don’t you …”

Jane, for the first time, firmly replied, “Home please.”

Mel and Sean exchanged eyes, “Sure, we should be there soon.”

As soon as Sean drove into the driveway, Jean rushed out of the car with a quick hand wave and closed the door behind her in-laws. Entering the house, she squatted against the main door. She looked around and felt everything around her has changed. She was not the same person she was the day before.

Jane’s phone rang. It was Mel. She let it ring and go to the voicemail.

“Janey. Are you okay? Sean and I are very concerned for you. I am going to ask Sean to drop by later to check on you. Also, Janey! There are no secrets between Sean and me. With Chris, it’s your decision to tell or not.”

Jane was nervous and shaking. Her life with Chris was in jeopardy. She loved him more than anyone else in the world.

Over the next couple of hours, she paced frantically around the house. Her emotions were mixed. She had the best sex of her life with Martin, but Chris was her life. She felt ashamed, guilty, and dirty that she cheated on her husband; wet and lusty, wanting to see Martin again; angry with the Wilkins who she felt manipulated her.

Her life has changed. She needed to get a grip on the situation and move ahead. She began to now think of decisions to make.

“Confess to Chris and let him decide. He loves her too, hopefully he will understand and be forgiving.”

“Be ready to be divorced. She was doing well in real estate business, won’t be too affected financially.”

“Confront Mel and Sean. She was a sucker to their scheme.”

She pondered a bit more.

“Meet Martin again (a smile on her face.) Wow, he was the best she had.”

Looking into the mirror, her grin widened ear-to-ear. Then slapped herself for thinking about Martin. As her face turned pink, her panties began to get wet.

“Oh, I need to snap out of it. Seeing him again will be foolish. No, I won’t do it again. He may not be into me.”

She remembered his call while they were in the room 503.

“Ha. He wants to see me again. Maybe I will see him without Mel.

Oh my God! This is all so silly.”

Falling on the bed, she laid back closing her eyes, “Mel, what have you done to me?”

Later in the evening, remembering the business card, she sat up and reached for the bag. Martin’s card was gone. She frantically looked for it but could not find it.

“Fuck. There goes my chance of meeting him again.”

She thought of going back to the hotel room to see if it fell off her bag when she was talking with Chris. She did not remember if she put it back in the bag, left it behind in the room, or did it fall out in Sean’s car. She yelled out, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! How could you be so careless.”

Booty Call

“Did she give me a hall-pass?”

This was in Chris’s mind throughout his four-hour drive.

“Nobody knows me like Jane,” he laughed to himself fantasizing about the booty call comment.

He checked into the hotel around 5:00 pm. Business seems light. Few cars in the parking lot. The front desk manager checked him within seconds.

Minutes later, he was on the thread-mill running the virtual Yosemite trail in the deserted exercise room. As he walked back to his room, after an intense forty-five-minute run, soaking wet with sweat, he noticed a tall black woman entering the room next to his.

Looking at him. “Wow. Baby, that’s some workout.”

Wiping his face, reaching out for his room key. “Yeah. It was a good run.”

She stared at him for a second or two. “Have a nice evening.”

“You too.”

He washed up and called his wife. It went directly to her voicemail.

“Janey. Just made it to the hotel. Will go out to get some food and drink. Hope you had a nice day. Have a good night.”

Following the ‘Maps’ directions, he drove to the happening place in town – The Casino. He had the valet park the car and entered the Poker section.

The tables were all filled out. Chris was waitlisted – 4th in the line. The Poker desk offered him a complimentary drink and snacks in the waiting lounge. There were few others in the room. Helping himself to a beer and some chips, watching his device, he waited for his turn to play.

Few minutes later, he felt a tap on his shoulder. “Hello, neighbor!” He looked over his shoulder to see a tall, curvy, voluptuous black woman in a light brown one-piece gown to her knees, smiling and greeting him.

“Oh hi.”

“Keisha,” she extended her hand.

Standing up, he shook her hand. “Chris.” As they sat down, “What’s your game tonight?”

“Oh! I don’t know. Just getting some alone time. How about yours?”

Chris innocently, “I am waitlisted 4th to play Poker.”

“I never understood that game.”

“Well, it’s not for everybody.”

Keisha looked around, “I think I’ll go play ‘Craps’.

Chris lifted his beer glass to her, “Good luck.”

“Thanks.” Noticing the ring on his finger. “Married?”

He shook his head and kissed his ring.

Keisha placed her white wine glass on the table. “Are you often in town?”

“Yeah, will be here for the week.”

“Hmm. Me too.”

Keisha and Chris discussed their professional activities for the next couple of minutes, before Chris was called on to play poker.

“Hope it your lucky night.”

He winked, “Me too.”

He extended his hand to say goodbye. Her hands were smooth and big. She held his hand for a second longer than Chris expected.

“I am off to play Craps.”

Together they headed out in different directions.

The next two hours, Chris managed to stay afloat with his initial buy-in. He was not having the best night at the table. Taking a break, he wandered to the bar. He saw Keisha sitting by the bar.

“Any luck?” he approached her.

“Yeah. Few dollars. You?”

“Even Stevens.”

She saw him looking down her blouse and adjusted his crotch as he sat next to her. Her hand was on the bar table. He placed his hand on hers. Their eyes met.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

She moved her hand back and traced his wedding band on his ring finger. “What about her?”

He looked down at his hands and shared his conversation with Jane.

“Booty Call, eh?”

He nodded.

Taking his left hand and placing it on her side. “You think you can handle this booty.”

He moved closer to kiss her on her cheek. “I am up to it, if you are.”

“My! My!”

Emboldened his lips moved to suck in her thick lips.

She swooned, “Uuuh!”

Strangers in a new town, without a care in the world, they began kissing passionately. Both breathing heavily in excitement.

“Ahem!”

They stopped to look at the bartender. “Guys, you two should get a room.”

Keisha blushed to see Chris’s hands in between her thighs. Chris smiled back at the bartender.

“Excuse me,” Keisha asked the bartender, “Where is the ladies’ room?”

As she walked to the pointed direction, the bartender looked at Chris. “That’s a beauty there.”

Chris followed her curves. “I think so too.”

It seemed like forever. Chris waited impatiently. When she finally returned, there was something different about her appearance. Chris could not figure it out, but there was a difference.

She locked her arms into his and they walked kissing each other. By the time, the valet drove the car into the Casino’s porch, Chris was hard as a rock and Keisha was wet in anticipation. The Valet left the driver’s door wide-open and ran around to open the door for Keisha.

Chris gratefully handed him a Ten-dollar bill. He quickly put the car into drive and placed his right hand on her thighs. Her fingers traced his pants over the zipper, and she moved closer to kiss him as the car sped on the freeway.

His fingers moved up her thighs. His eyes open wide as he stared out of the car’s windshield. She did not have her panties on. Her inner thighs were wet. Her fingers unzipped his pants and pressed onto his erection over his underwear.

His fingers pressed on and found her entrance. He heard her moan. He stepped on the accelerator. Her hand pulled his white thick erection out, gripping it hard at the base. For a second or two, he turned to look at her bend down, and take his cock’s head into her mouth. Chris jerked forward; his hands slipped out from her thighs.

Her tongue rolled on his head and he grunted aloud, “Oh Baby. That’s wonderful. Do it again.”

She obliged. He was on the edge. She knew it. Holding the base of his cock harder, she slowly withdrew back to her seating position in the passenger seat. He saw her gulp down the saliva that had accumulated in her mouth.

Reaching the hotel, parking the car, they ran towards their rooms.

“Your room or mine?”

“MINE!” she did not give him a choice.

He followed her into her room. Even before he closed the door behind him, she had her dress off and stood naked waist down, in her silky black bra. She reached behind to drop her bra to the ground as Chris pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles.

Keisha crawled on the bed on our fours and held onto the headboard. Chris placed his right hand on her lips from behind and caressed her black moist pussy.

Turning to see him. “Don’t tease me no more. Bring me home.”

Chris pushed in. She swooned in pleasure. She began to move her hips to meet his movements. Her lips held onto him tight, milking his white cock, asking for more, “Do it, baby. Do it.”

Chris needed no encouragement. His hands held her hips and he pounded her chocolate labia. His balls banging her hard into her as he filled her up with his thick seven incher. The bed shook and creaked.

Keisha lost grip of the headboard and fell forward on her chest. Her ass was still in the air. Chris's penetration was complete. Her hands reached out to her nipples and she pinched them hard as she received her white-lover from behind.

“Fuck. Baby! It’s been too long.”

She closed her eyes, gritting her teeth, and moaned. Chris’s grunts joined her moans. Soon, she stopped moving, her hands tried to push Chris’s penetration away. Chris held firm. Her pussy exploded; her squirting lips wet the sheets below. He was rock hard, pulsating deep in her.

“Oh Wow. That was awesome. Come here, let me hug you.”

He slipped out from her and laid next to her as she turned to lie on her back. Her knobby nipples stood out on her D cups. He put his arms around her, and she drew him closer with her legs.

He whispered, “Never had a black woman before.”

She pulled him closer kissing him passionately, “You will not say that anymore.”

She was strong. She pulled him on top of her, her big breasts pressed up to his chest. His lips met hers and played with her tongue. His erect cock pressed onto her body waiting for its turn to cum. As she kissed him, she felt him press his cock into her. She knew it was her turn to return the pleasure.

“Baby, fuck my tits.”

Chris was puzzled. He did not know what she meant. She pushed him aside and pressed her large breasts together with both her hands. Her nipples stood out erect like hooters eyes. She lowered her face and parted her thick lips.

“Come, baby, fuck these tits.”

He quickly mounted her chest and pushed his cock in between her breasts. His length slipped in between the breast line and his head was sucked by her mouth.

“Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! I am Cumming.”

He ejaculated into her mouth first, then went on to spray her face and breasts.

“Oh yes, baby. Give it to me.”

Chris was grunting and moaning. His sacs drained. It took a while for him to mount of her chest and lay next to her. He was smiling. Keisha knew she had her man.

As she turned to her side, Chris slapped her fleshy ass. “Now that’s a booty call.”

"Ouch!”

This time he gave her ass a soothing rub. “Sorry.”

“That was indeed a booty call,” she acknowledged.

Sean’s revelations

Jane let Chris’s call go directly to her voicemail. She heard.

“Janey. Just made it to the hotel. Will go out to get some food and drink. Hope you had a nice day. Have a good night.”

She was glad she did not have to deal with him.

Later in the evening, the doorbell rang. It was Sean. He stood at the door with some Chinese take-out. Jane opened the door. He greeted her with a kiss on her cheek, and walked in.

“Mel said you could do with some mature company. Wonder why she sent me?” he joked.

Jane smiled.

He continued, “If you still need your alone time, I can leave soon. “

“No Dad. You can stay.”

“Very Good. Have you heard from Chris?” Sean tried to change the topic of conversation.

“Yeah, he left me a message. He is out for the night. Will call me tomorrow morning.”

Sean unpacked the Chinese food on the kitchen table, “I thought Chinese will be a good way to just talk and spend some time together.”

Jane liked Sean a lot. He was always a straight talker, honest, and truthful. Even before Chris proposed to Jane, he told her as much as he could to help her decide. That evening Jane thought to herself, “I am sure Mel made him hold back on telling me about her.”

The egg rolls and Kung Pau chicken made a delicious meal. Jane sat at the kitchen table as Sean began to put the dishes away after dinner. Sean's presence brought certain calmness to Jane’s agitated mind. She was more relaxed now. She was still looking for answers. She wondered if Sean could help.

“Dad.”

Sean turned around, “Yes, Jane.”

“Did Mel tell…”

He nodded a yes.

“Is it wrong that I enjoyed it? I forgot I was married.”

She lowered her eyes to the glass on the table. She felt him move closer to sit opposite her.

“You should be honest with yourself. Did you enjoy it? Given an opportunity, will you do it again?”

She looked up wondering, “Is he looking for me to answer those questions?”

“Mel has good intentions, but the way she goes about it is questionable. Janey, we all have desires and needs. We don’t suppress ours, why should you? Mel and I believe you should always do what you enjoy doing. We don’t judge nor do we worry about anyone judging us.”

“But. My life with Chris. I broke his trust. My life will never be the same again with him. I am afraid he will leave me.”

Sean assured Jane that Mel is a wonderful person, often misunderstood; that her life with Chris is secure.

“Mel is a fantastic judge of people. She reads them very well. She is one of the reasons that we have been so successful. She thinks in simple terms. Find out what motivates people, identify their needs and desires, and bring joy to their lives. The first time she saw you, she knew you belong with us. She found in you her prodigy. She told me many times that you are her younger self.”

“Hmm! Really.”

Sean touched Jane’s hands. “We will never do anything to harm Chris and you.”

The next few minutes, Sean continued to praise Mel, Chris, their close relationship, and how much Jane means to them. Jane felt very secure.

“Dad. I still feel she has this hold on me. I felt she manipulated me to her way of life and will continue to do so. I feel we are not equal grounds in the family.”

Sean went silent. He paced around the table for a while.

“Well, you have a right to feel that way.”

“I do?” Surprised that her father-in-law agreed with her state of mind.

“You need something to level the playing field with us.”

“I do?” She pondered what that could be.

“Let us all think about it together. I am sure we can come up with something to put you on par with her; us.”

She nodded.

“You don’t have such issues with me?” he touched her hands again.

She smiled, moving her head side-to-side a couple of times. Sean’s visit worked wonders on Jane. She felt drawn into his inner circle of trust. By the time he left, she was comfortable and confident that there was a path ahead. She did not know what that was, but was confident she was on in a secure and a safe place.

Discussion and Leverage

Sean called Mel from the car.

“Are you done yet? Is she okay?”

“Yeah, I should be home soon. We are all in a good place right now. We may have some work to do.”

“Baby. You are the best.”

“Sweetie, you read people so well. It will be a struggle with out you in our lives.”

“Can’t wait for to you come home. I love you so much.”

The BMW raced to get to the Wilkins household. Even as the garage door closed behind the parked car, Mel was at the doorway moving to greet Sean with a warm hug and a passionate kiss.

She followed him, like an excited puppy, as he shared with her his time with Jane. When she heard him used words like ‘her prodigy’, ‘thinking in simple terms’, ‘bring joy’ and ‘motivations’; she hugged him and kissed him again and again.

“Excellent. You are so good at it.”

In her one-piece see-through nightwear, she sat on the vanity as Sean showered. He continued to tell her about Jane’s insecurities, her state of mind, and her feelings about them. Mel was a good listener, absorbing every word, and trying to emotionally connect with Jane’s state of mind.

“Is she going to tell Chris?”

“I don’t know. She feels she broke his trust and that he might leave her.”

“Hmmm.”

“I left her assured that she did not have to worry about it.”

“But she feels you have a hold on her. She wants leverage on you to be at-par with you in this relationship.”

“Smart girl. Did she say what that is?”

“I told her we all can work something out.”

She jumped off the vanity and hugged Sean’s naked body. He held her with her feet dangling in the air.

“You are smooth. An awesome father figure.”

“I am sure you will figure out some leverage for her.”

Mel kissed her husband. She felt him moving, carrying her to the bed.

“It’s sugar daddy time.” He laid her on the bed.

Mel sat up and reached for Sean’s ass. She took his entire shaft in her mouth and slurped on his hard-on.

“That’s it. That’s the Mel I know.”

She bopped her head on his manhood. He reached for her head and began to slow-fuck her face. Over years she learnt to deep throat him. A privilege, she reserved only for him. His sacs gently slapped her chin. She could taste his pre-cum.

“Oh! You are so good at this.”

Mel mentally smiled. “We all have our strengths.”

She slurped on his cock, breathing through her nose, smelling his manhood as her husband once again fucked her like it was his first time. Ten minutes later, Mel tasted his cum. Sean looked down and Mel knew what she had to do next.

He loved watching her swallow. He pulled his wet and sticky cock out, watching her roll his juices on her tongue, hearing soft gulping sounds. She smiled as her tongue quickly flicked on the drops on her lips.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.” She opened her mouth and her tongue gave his cock’s head few licks.

As he laid next to her, Mel returned the focus to Jane’s need for leverage.

“Can we sleep over it? Talk about it tomorrow. I am sure you will come up with something unique, special, and that Jane will appreciate.”

Sean turned the lights off. He closed his eyes, leaving his wife to address the challenge before them.

Mel began to reflect on Jane’s personality. She went back to the first time she met her and worked forward to all the interactions she had since then.

“She is always cautious. Does not take risks and chances. Loves to live within boundaries and follow rules. She likes control, but a balance to it. She likes security and safety-net.”

She twisted and turned on the bed looking for answers. Her mind drifted to other things about Jane.

“She is sexy and very desirable. A tight body that seemed unexplored, untapped sexual potential. Her sexual awakening has not begun yet.”

Mel could not sleep. She felt she started it and felt responsible to think of leverage for Jane that is acceptable to all.

“Think, you dumbass, think. Maybe I should reflect what my fears are; my vulnerabilities…”

She sat up on the bed, resting her head against the headboard. Sean half-opened his sleepy eyes, “Go to sleep. We will think of something.” He turned his naked back to her and went back to sleep.

Mel closed her eyes.

“Sean and Chris are everything she got. She did not want to lose them. Their happiness was paramount. She had to protect what she has…. “

“Give Jane a stake in the Wilkins Enterprise. Wealth is a good leverage.”

Nothing worked for Mel. She soon slid down the headboard to the bed, cuddled with Sean, and fell asleep.

Next day

After Booty call

Keisha opened her eyes to a white man hugging her dark chocolate body. She tapped his head, that laid on her left breast.

“Wake up. It’s a new day.”

He opened his eyes and smiled. His lips caressed her left nipple. She let him play on her for few minutes.

Chris sucked her nipple into his mouth saying, “We should do this again.”

“Baby! Right now, I have to get to work.”

She pushed him away. He rested his head on the pillow, watching the beautiful black body glide past him into the bathroom.

He smiled thinking aloud, “Fuck, it was an awesome night.”

He laid on the bed watching her getting ready for her work. She turned to him, smiling, and blew him a kiss. She stared at his white naked body and shaking her head, sighed “Ooh!” .

As she closed the door behind her, he put on his clothes and shabbily went to his room. The housekeeping maid greeting him with a giggle, “Good Morning, Sir.”

In his room, Chris flopped on the unslept bed and called his wife. Jane was still in bed.

“Hi Honey.”

Jane mumbled back, “Hi. How was your evening?”

He paused, “Should I tell her?”

Jane did not pay much attention to his pause. She softly, “Can you call me back later? I am exhausted.”

He was glad to get off the phone, “You get some rest, Janey. Later then. Muah!” Jane dropped the phone, closing her eyes, went back to sleep cuddling the pillow.

He reviewed his appointment schedule for the day, planning his activities. The Wilkins enterprise provided advisory services for individual wealth management, with extensive network of affluent families. Sean and Mel were the brains behind the enterprise. They gave the chief executive role to their son.

An hour later, he was off to his meetings. The pre-lunch appointment with the Cooper (Sarah and Vince) family was more of Customer Service (ass kissing) meeting. They were one of the early ones to take up services when Mel and Sean started their business enterprise. Both few years older than Ma and Pa Wilkins, Vince was the talkative kind and loved to project a commanding appearance while Sarah was more reserved, a keen observer, and deliberate in thought and talk. The Coopers watched Chris grow to be a mature adult. They were the only business-related couple to be invited for Chris’s wedding.

Chris played nice; cordial and caring through the hour. At times, during the luncheon, his mind drifted to his time with Keisha, his first black experience, feeling the internal rush of blood to his loins. He skillfully controlled his arousal and maintained the conversation going with the Coopers.

Vince left to use the men’s room.

Sarah looking away from Chris commented, “Is everything alright? You are not your usual self. Something on your mind?”

He wanted to speak about it to someone, but he held back and lied casually, “It’s Janey. She is not well.”

She knew he was lying. She nodded her head in silence thinking, “It’s something else.”

Vince returned in few minutes. She told him about Jane.

“You better head back home soon. Be with her.”

“Dad and Mom are going to be with her today.”

He saw Sarah staring and tightening her lips, holding herself back from expressing her thoughts.

“How long are you in town?”

Chris lied again, “Leaving tonight.”

Staring at him, Sarah knew he was lying again.

Vince took his response at face-value, “Yeah, get back to her soon.” He shook Chris’s hand and got up to leave. Sarah rose to her feet and Chris extended his hand to her, feeling her grip his hand with an added squeeze, “I know there is something else in your mind.”

Chris smiled and winked. She smiled, “Naughty!”

He watched the Coppers drive away, “Very perceptive.” He checked the time to realize that he had an hour before his next appointment with their new client - Sue and John Chen.

He called his mom, “Hey Ma.”

Jane’s morning

After Chris’s call, Jane went back to sleep. She did not want to think or do anything. Just wanted to be left alone. She was glad her professional work did not need attention till after 2:00 PM.

It was around 1:00 PM when she woke up and looked at her schedule for the rest of the day.

She had just one ‘investment closing’ at 3:00 PM. The paperwork was completed, and she had to be the witness to the transaction.

She noticed two messages on her phone. First was from Sean, and the other from Mel.

“Janey, hope you had a good night’s rest. I did. Mel did not. I am sure she had a lot on her mind. (there was a snicker at the end of it.)”

“Hi, it’s Mel. I have been thinking of you. We need to talk. Call me.”

Jane felt, “There she goes again, being commanding. Fuck her. I will meet her on my terms.”

Dressed in a formal black jacket and pants with a blue shirt, she was at the law firm by 2:45. The process was quick. The notary was present too. Documents were exchanged and notes signed. She received the deposit confirmation for her efforts.

The attorney – Paul Jenkins – engaged her after the clients left the office.

“You look lovely today. A bit different from your usual self.”

“Really! I don’t feel different.”

He moved closer. “We have done numerous transactions over years?”

Jane nodded.

He smiled. “This is the first time, I noticed you are not wearing your bra.”

Taken aback, she covered her chest with her bag. True, her jugs were free underneath her shirt. She saw lust in the aging attorney’s eyes.

“You perv.”

He laughed, “It’s a man’s thing.”

She turned to leave and heard him whistle, “I love to take that ass.” She ignored his advances and returned to her car. Her nipples were erect. She caringly petted them over her shirt, “These do work.”

She drove home smiling. Her outlook was changing. She began accepting her new reality.