I’m married to a wonderful man. We live in a nice house
in a good neighborhood. My husband travels on business
often and plans on making a long trip this week.
His long trips sometimes leaves me sexually frustrated
so I have to resort to playing with my toys. My mind
starts drifting as I play with my vibrator. My head
leaned all the way back as I rub my clit.
I can see a picture in my head of our new neighbor. He’s
black and very muscular. I get the idea from him that he
could be very dominant.
I fantasize about a situation where I am with him and
I’ve been in a relationship with him for a while. We’ve
been seeing each other often. Whenever my husband is on
one of his long trips. I get a phone call from him just
hours before my husband leaves on his trip.
He tells me it’s long overdue that I should be black
bred. I try to explain that my husband would kill me if
he found out I was pregnant with a black baby. He won’t
listen to my pleads and explains how he wants me to
prepare for the evening.
He tells me this before hanging up and I spend the whole
day at my job in a terrible state, just anticipating.
On a break, perhaps my cell phone rings, and it is him,
telling me just a hint about what is in store and a
‘suggestion’ about where I should be when he arrives at
my house that evening.