For those of you who have not already done so, it is probably a good idea to read the previous two chapters of this story to understand how we have arrived at where we are now.
Paula and I have now divorced, and I have now started a relationship with a twenty-one-year-old model called Sam who I met through my football friends.
I had also heard that Paula had decided to ask both Jerome and Marcus to do a paternity test to find out which of them was Jackson's father and had found out that it was Marcus who was the Daddy.
I told Sam about my previous relationship with Paula and the reason that it had ended. She was a bit gobsmacked at first that I would let my girlfriend get fucked by other men, especially black men, but it didn't cause any problems with our relationship.
After we had been together for a couple of months, we decided to go on holiday together, and I let Sam decide where we went. She looked through some brochures, and as it was early in the year and Europe was not really an option due to the weather, she decided on an all-inclusive in Jamaica.
The hotel had it's own private secluded beach and it sounded ideal for a romantic, relaxing holiday.
We arrived at the hotel in the early afternoon and, after unpacking, decided to take a stroll along the beach before dinner. The beach was fairly quiet, but with the deep blue Caribbean sea and cloudless skies, it was just what we wanted for a romantic holiday. After walking along the beach for half a mile, I noticed a shirtless black guy walking towards us. He was walking hand-in-hand with a blonde white girl. As they came closer I couldn't believe what I was seeing - it was Marcus and Paula!!
They both saw me and Marcus gave me a high-five saying, 'Fancy seeing you here.' I hesitantly introduced them to Sam, not being too sure how she would react to coming face-to-face with my ex-wife and her black lover. We chatted for a good twenty minutes and thankfully Sam was fine with meeting them. We agreed to meet up later after Dinner for a few drinks.
After Marcus and Paula moved on we continued our walk along the beach before we decided to turn back towards the hotel.
When we got back to our room Sam quickly removed her bikini and lace panties and told me to 'fuck her good'. I did as I was told and immediately noticed that she had a very wet pussy.
'What has got you so excited,' I asked.
'Just fuck me,' Sam replied.
I sensed I knew the reason that Sam was so turned on.
'Was it seeing Marcus shirtless that got you turned on,' I probed.
'Just fucking screw me,' Sam pleaded.
'Are you fantasising that it is Marcus fucking you? Are you imagining how big his cock is?'
This sent Sam over the edge and she had the biggest orgasm she has ever had in our time together.
After I came over her tits and stomach Sam admitted that she was feeling very horny since seeing Marcus and that she could understand why Paula was attracted to him.
We met up with Marcus and Paula after Dinner for drinks as planned. During our conversation, Paula mentioned that she was two months pregnant. She was fairly sure that it was Marcus's baby again as she has now settled down and her days of shagging every black guy she could are over.
Marcus and I agreed to play a round of Golf together the following day whilst the girls agreed to meet up for some drinks and a chat whilst we were away.
When I returned from my round of Golf with Marcus I could see that Sam was looking a bit flustered and asked her if something was wrong.
'No there is nothing wrong. Paula has just been telling me all about her experiences of fucking black guys. It sounds amazing how big they are and what they can do.'
I had an awful feeling of life repeating itself sensing that Sam was not going to be satisfied until she had tried one herself.
Fortunately, Sam had just bought some contraceptive pills before we left the U.K so at least this time there was unlikely to be a black baby if she did go through with it.
'Do you want to try one,' I asked fearing the answer I would get.
'I couldn't do that to you again,' Sam replied.