A story of need and seduction

Part 6 continued....

The last gate area was completely empty and did not even have a flight assigned to it yet. The board was still showing and inbound flight from Chicago that arrived earlier that morning. I took a seat in the next to the last row facing down the concourse with a good view. It was only a few minutes until I saw Molly coming towards her gate. She was carrying her lap top under her right arm and had the bag of souvenirs she had gotten with me in her left hand. Damn she looked good. Her hair was all fixed up and her pretty white face was glowing with the excitement of going back home. She was wearing the tan skirt that she had on the day we first met. Those sexy tits were pressing to the pink blouse that she had worn when we went to dinner Sunday night.

Molly glanced up and checked that she was at the correct gate and then choose a seat with her back to the concourse and facing the gate. One of the white business men, an older man was sitting across from her diagonally. His eyes looked her over as she sat down and crossed those sexy legs. Molly did not even notice his wandering eyes as she put the computer down on the seat beside her, the bag on top of it and then pulled a magazine from the bag. As she flipped it open I watched his eyes drop down lower to check out her legs again. Then he glanced up to her face. It was easy to know what he was thinking because I thought the same thing the first time I saw her three days ago.

I got up and started the short walk to where Molly was sitting. When I was half way down the concourse towards her the older white guy looked up and saw me coming. I stared hard into his eyes and he held still, not sure of what I was going to do or what he should do. I covered the short distance to where Molly was sitting in less than a minute. She had found the article she was looking for in the magazine and was focused on it when I stepped up behind her. Reaching around I covered her eyes with my dirty, rough, dark hands and held my eyes on him.

Molly jumped at the feel of my hands on her. As she reached up to grap my hands covering her eyes, I leaned forward and softly asked, "Guess who baby?"

With her soft white hands covering mine I heard her surprised voice say "Jerald."

My hands dropped from her eyes and she turned sideways in her chair towards me. Her blue eyes were shinning with surprise at seeing me there.

A smile covered my dark face as I heard her say, "I tried to call you earlier but you did not pick up."

My dark hand, with mud caked on the back, caressed her soft white cheek as I looked down and said, "I know you did baby but I had work to do today."

Then teasing her I added, "You did not think I was going to let you go without a good bye kiss?"

My right hand, that hand been softly stroking her cheek, moved lower as I took her chin in my strong fingers. Holding her head turned up and back to me I leaned down and pressed my mouth to hers. The guy across was watching as I ran my tongue over her lips and felt Molly's lips part for it. It was a quick hot kiss and when I pulled my mouth back from hers, her face was blushing red again but she did not look away.

Her eyes stayed on mine until I looked away from her and across the aisle to the business man that had been fantasying about Molly until he saw me walk over.

"We are going to take a walk, we will be back when they call for the boarding, you keep and eye on her things for us, understand," I told him without question. I then reached down over the back of the seat and took Molly's things in my hands. I leaned forward more and put them in the empty seat next to him and looked up at him.

He nodded but did not speak and I helped Molly to her feet. Her left hand was in my right as she walked around the short row of chairs that separated us. My hand left hers and I put my arm around her hips, pulling her close to me when she turned the corner and we started back down the concourse. There was a small flight bar just a few gates down and I escorted her to an empty stool in the front. Without asking her, I ordered two jack and cokes. I kept my arm around her hips as she sat on the backless bar stool and took a sip of her take. She shook her head and her body quivered at the strong take.

"Strong, very strong." Molly said after taking a breath.

I laughed, "Yeah but you like em strong. I know you do. No, that is only half right, you like it dark and strong."

Molly blushed again and looked back down at her take. I leaned into her and kissed her soft cheek before saying, "We both know I am right."

My other hand went to her knee in the short tan skirt and I squeezed it before saying, "That is the same skirt that you were wearing on Sunday when I first saw you. Damn, your ass and legs look so fucking good in that skirt."

Molly squirmed a little to my touch and lifted the glass to her lips. Her left leg moved just a bit closer to me and she felt my fingertips inside her knee. Molly took a bigger sip of the take this time and then set the glass back down on the bar but kept her left hand wrapped around it. Molly had her back to the concourse but since I was turned sideways I could see people starring at us as they walked by.

My tongue made a small light circle around her ear before I whispered to her, "You know you love the feel of my black hands on you. The feel of my long black cock in you Molly. You are a slut for my black cock. "

She shut her eyes and her head rolled to the side away from me, offering me more. She heard my words and knew they were true. My lips pulled on her lower ear. The goose bumps rose on her pale white neck and her left leg pressed to my knee. Molly did not give a thought to where we were or who was watching us. Her eyes were closed and her big soft tits were rising quickly up and down under the sheer pink blouse as her breathing quickened. My cock was already pulsing in my dirty jeans and I knew I had to get her alone.

After I pulled away from her, I took the rest of my take in three big gulps and then stood up beside Molly. My hand covered her left hand holding the glass and I lifted the almost full glass to her shinning lips. I watched her blue eyes as she took another small sip and swallowed. I lowered the glass slightly for just a moment. Smiling at her I lifted it for her to take again. Molly starred into my eyes again and this time took a bigger sip. The strong take made her body shiver again and she lowered her eyes from mine and shook her head a little as the bourbon burned down her throat. The glass was still half full of the bourbon and coke but it was not about trying to get her takes. It was about the control I had over her. After another few moments when she looked back up to my dark eyes I raised the glass to her red full lips again.

As her lips parted and I tilted the glass for the dark brown take to fill her yielding mouth, I smiled to her and praised her, "That is good Molly, real good." After that I set the glass down on the bar and pulled her hand from it.

Molly kept her eyes on mine. I held her left hand up between us before saying, " T was disappointed that you did not have on your rings when you were jacking his cock and sucking him off. I had told him how fucking hot it looked with your white hand wrapped round my big cock."

Molly blushed bright red at my words. I pulled her from the stool and to her feet, before saying, "I know I like to see it again too."

"Jerald, I have to catch my plane," I heard.

"I know you do Molly," I answered her.

With her left hand in my right I walked her back up the concourse to the gate that we had left a short while ago. I could see the guy still sitting there next to her bag and laptop. He was looking down the concourse towards us, obviously waiting for us to come back.

"He is still on the job, looking after your things like I told him, "I said to Molly with a grin on my face.

Molly looked over to him and then back to me before saying, "Yes he is."

We were at the next gate down from him when I said, "They will be okay for another few minutes."

Then I dropped Molly's hand from mine and put my arm around her hips. I pulled her with me across the wide concourse to the men's room that was just across from the gate. I looked down into her surprised eyes and smiled. Then I glanced up and saw him watching us as I held the door to the men's room open, moved my hand up to the small of her back and pushed Molly in before me. I laughed at him and then went into the large 8 stall men's room......

Chapter 6 continues......

Molly was blushing again and looking around. She was shocked, embarrassed at being in a men's room and not sure of what was going to happen. I looked around and saw that we were alone. Taking her hand in mine, I pulled her with me into the last stall on the end. It was the handicap stall and bigger than the other ones. Molly stood still as I turned and pushed the door closed. The door swung back open a little after I pushed it shut because the latch was broken. The door hung open with a three inch crack.

After turning back to face Molly, I took her soft white cheeks in my mud caked hands, tilted her head back and kissed her. After just a moment of the feel of my lips on hers, her lips parted again for my tongue. Seconds later her tongue was playing against mine as I kissed her deeply. I felt her body press closer and tighter to me. Her hands glided slowly over my chest and to my back. She moved her hands up until she was gripping my shoulders from behind and she hugged tightly to me. Those big tits pressed to my dirty sweaty t shirt. My left hand rubbed down her neck, then down along her right side and moved to her ass. I squeezed her ass in the tight tan skirt and pushed her hips to me. My stiff cock rubbed over her soft belly. She answered the feel of being in my big strong black hands again with a soft moan into my mouth. She kissed me with a hot passion that showed both her presentation to me and her desire for my black cock.

I knew how sensual her soft neck was and moved my mouth to it. She felt my warm tongue and again offered her throat and neck to me by rolling her head to the side. While kissing her throat and running the tip of my tongue over her goose bumped skin, I reached with my right hand and pulled her left hand from the back of my shoulder. As my tongue moved up to her offered ear, I pulled her left hand between us to my stiff cock in my dirty jeans. Without hesitation, Molly rubbed my throbbing cock through my jeans, as she heard me whisper in her ear.

"I told you what I wanted in the bar. Now take it out, take my black cock out and jack it with your left hand. I want to see your wedding rings shinning again as you jack my black cock with your little white hand. Do it for me Molly. Be my white slut, baby" I whispered in her ear.

Her right hand dropped from my back and moved down between us. She reached for the button of my jeans with both her ivory white hands. I looked down, saw her bowed head, saw her focused on getting my jeans open, getting the zipper down, on obeying me, and pleasing me. I watched Molly slowly slip her left hand down inside my jeans. I felt her warm soft fingers as they gently grasped my thick throbbing shaft. I smiled as she gingerly tugged my pulsing cock from being trapped down along my thigh. My fingers moved gently through her dark hair as she kept her head down and eyes focused on my stiff cock. Molly let out a mix between a whimper and a moan when the head of my long cock pulled free and it jumped straight out to its full length between us.

Softly I told her, "Nice, Molly, real nice. Yes, baby you and I both wanted the same thing. We match together so good baby. "

Molly had her hands stacked on each other as she pulled on my long cock. Her left hand was on top and the rings shone in the light of the bathroom. She could felt my heart beat under the dark skin against her fingers. She saw the large dark veins of my cock swollen and sticking out where her white fingers could not cover all the way around the thick shaft. I moved my hand lower on her head and pulled back the dark hair that had fallen down across her cheek. I wanted to see that pretty face, with my cock in her hands. Molly glanced up for just a moment and then looked back down as she worked my dark cock with her white hands.


"Jack it baby, stroke my black stick. Fuck yeah I know you love the way it looks, the way it feels in your hands." I told her. Molly responded to my words by jerking my cock faster and leaning over more.

Looking down I noticed that she had spread her legs wide when she leaned over. The tan skirt was stretched tight over her ass. She held my black shaft upright between us with her eyes focused on the head. The big slit of my cock was beginning ooze with my pre cum. Molly worked it out and her sliding fingers smeared it all over my dark shaft until it was slick to her touch. The powerful scent of cum and my sweat was strong in her nose. Molly was breathing faster and now had her head pressed to my chest and her tits to my belly as she bent lower and licked the head of my black cock, tasting the pre cum that she had milked up from my long shaft. My hips jerked at the touch of her tongue. I twisted her hair more around my fingers as I held her head in my grip. Molly moaned and circled her soft lips around my cock as she bent lower for more.

She cradled my heavy balls in her right hand. Her mouth opened wide and she circled my cock head with her tongue like I had taught her. For a couple minutes I let myself enjoy the pleasure of her sucking mouth serving me, the sight and feel of her small white left hand with the wedding rings shinning jerking my hard black cock. But I had something else in mind besides filling her belly with my seed again.

I lifted Molly's mouth from my cock and pulled her upright. She looked at me with her blue eyes questioning me as to why I stopped her. With her eyes on mine I reached up under her tan skirt and was pleased as she spread her legs for my touch. When my fingers rubbed over her panties I felt the heat and moisture from that sweet married pussy that I had shaved. Leaning into Molly, I felt her hand grip the upper part of my arm. She was turned sideways to me and her other hand slowly jacked my cock. Molly was squirming and pressing to my fingers sliding over her hot pussy. Her eyes were closed and her hand stroking my cock slowly came to a stop when I pulled the panties to the side and pushed my finger up into her. Immediately her wet pussy coated my finger and I pushed it between her swollen pussy lips with ease.

"I knew you were hot Molly. Knew that pussy was heating up as you jacked and sucked my cock. You get off serving me, sucking my black cock, on being my white bitch." She heard me say.

Molly groaned at my words and the feelings between her legs.

"Yes Molly, that pussy is so fucking hot. So fucking wet, you need to be fucked, need to have my big black cock in you baby." I told her.

Her hand gripping my cock squeezed hard and I felt the fingernails of her other hand press to my arm when I pulled my finger from her pussy and moved it up along her slit. When I rubbed her stiff nub, I was treated to the sound of a long moan from my slut. My finger moved over her clit again and she spread her legs more for me. Molly pressed her head hard against my chest as she gave her pussy to me to play with.

I teased her, "You want it baby? Want me to fuck you again slut? Want to be my little married white slut, my little bitch?"

She whimpered to my words and I was not satisfied. I continued, "Tell me slut, tell me what you need, tell me what you want bitch. Tell me bitch or I will take that ass again. You know it is true slut, you know I will, just like last night. Is that what you want? Is it Molly, you wantin to be ass fucked again slut?"

She opened her blue eyes and with her head up against my chest said, "No....Please Jerald, please."

I heard someone come in and then a slight noise behind us. Molly heard it too, she tried to pull her head from my chest but I held it tight to me and looked into her eyes and did not stop working her hot pussy.

I jerked her head a little against my chest as I said, "That is not an answer Molly. I told you slut, tell me what you want, tell me what you need. What that hot pussy is aching for bitch."

"You Jerald. I need you, need that big black cock of yours in me. Please Jerald." I heard her say as she looked into my eyes.

Molly was finally where I had trained her to be, mentally, emotionally and sexually. Yes I had pushed her, used her, obligate her, but she was there because she wanted to be, because she needed to be and I smiled down at her and softly kissed her lips

"That right baby, that good little slut," I praised her and pulled my hand from between her legs and turned her away from me.

With my hands on her hips, I leaned into her and powerd her to bend forward at the waist. Molly gripped the long rail that ran along the wall beside the toilet with both hands. I jerked her tan skirt up over that pale white ass and heard her gasp. Her head was hanging down but she spread her legs again at the feel of hand on her ass.

"Gonna fuck my slut now. Gonna give you what you need bitch." I told her.

Molly was wearing a pair of pale blue silk panties. I jerked them hard and snapped the thin strip of cloth that ran over her right hip. I then pushed the panties down her left leg and watched them fall in a small pile around her ankle. When I looked back up I saw a reflection in the chrome railing that Molly was gripping. It was the older white business guy watching us through the three inch crack of the open door. I smiled to myself but did not give a cuckolds brownie right now if he was watching or not.

With my cock in my right hand, I stepped between Molly's spread legs. When I rubbed the head of my cock over her wet slit Molly's hips shook and she groaned. She pressed back towards me and presented her pussy for me to fuck. My cock head moved easily into her. The last three days had stretched her out and she was spread wide. She knew how good it felt when I was deep in her and she wanted that feeling again. Molly grunted and rocked back to me as her pussy begged for more of my hard black cock. Gripping her hips hard, I gave her pussy what I wanted and what she needed. My hips jerked and I shoved my hard cock up in my white slut. Molly felt me move deeper in her and she wiggled her ass back to me for more. My fingers dug into the white skin of her hips as I buried myself all the way in her and felt her body shake at being filled again.

We moved together in rhythm. The shy white married wife of three days ago was gone. With her skirt hiked up over her perfect white ass, my eight inch black cock buried in her, Molly surprised me when she reached between her legs and took my balls in her left hand as I fucked her with hard thrusts. She grunted each time my cock head stabbed deep in her womb and sucked in a big breath when I pulled back. She was giving me all that she had and I took it. My black shaft was slick from her wet cunt and I rocked in and out with ease. After every couple of minutes I would change the speed and control how deep I fucked her as I used all of her married pussy for my pleasure. It was not long until Molly was breathing heavily, there was a light sweat showing on the back of her neck where her hair had fallen away to each side and she had a death grip on the bar with her right hand. Her dark hair was swaying from side to side as I rocked her body back and forth on my black stick.

When I had looked at her right hand on the shinning chrome bar I saw the reflection of our spy that had been peeking through the door crack had moved and was now in the stall next to us, peering over the top of the wall. His left hand was beside his chin, just above the divider, holding on for support and I figured he was standing on the toilet. Since only his left hand was there, I knew he was jerking off with his right as he watched me fucking my white slut.

The sheer pink blouse had ridden up Molly's lower back and there was a section of her milk white skin showing between it and the tan skirt. The blouse was loose and hanging down from those ever so sensitive white tits. My dark hands left her hips and I pushed them across her soft belly and felt it flutter at my touch. After powering my hands up under the bottom of her bra I pushed it up over her handing down tits. I took possession once again of her large, married lady tits. Quickly I found those long nipples that I already knew would be hard. Molly squealed as I roughly pulled and twisted them in between my dirty fingers.

I was bent forward, more over her body; her head was now pinned under the bar to the wall. My cock was all the way up in her as she squirmed, moaned, and whimpered on it. Every time I gave her nipples a hard twist I could feel her wet cunt grip my cock hard. The sound of her whimpering made the head of my cock swell even more.

"Damn you are so fucking hot, so fucking good. I know you like it bitch, like the feel of my black cock in your married pussy. Like the way I use you, make it mine. Fuck yeah you do." I told her loud enough for our spy to hear.

Molly grunted as an answer and I continued, "Never gonna be the same slut, never gonna be happy with that little white dick husband again. "

Molly shook her head at my rough but true words. She did not answer me so I twisted those nipples again with both hands and felt her hips jerk, her pussy clamp on my black cock and her left hand squeezed my balls.

"You know I am right, you know it is true. Look at you slut, bent over in the men's room of the airport. Your skirt up over your hips, taking my black cock after sucking on it, rubbing my balls, feeling the cum in them , and all the time knowing in a few minutes you will be flying home to him and his little pencil dick."

Molly's answer was to move faster on my hard cock. She gripped it in her pussy while she lifted her head up and pushed back to me and it pleased me know that I had read her right. It might be the last time that I would see her and I had to push her to her limit. Make her admit to herself what I already knew.

"Fuck yeah, hot bitch like you deserves to be fucked by real man, by my big black cock" I told her.

I licked her neck and tasted her sweat and then asked her, " I know you watched the video on your phone today, I know you did slut, tell me how many times, how my times did you watch yourself sucking my black cock off?" My lips found the tender spot where her neck meets her shoulder and I kissed her softly and ran my tongue over her smooth soft white skin and waited for her to answer.

When she did not answer I told her," Tell me slut, tell me how many times," and then she felt my sharp teeth biting her hard on the same tender spot that I had been kissing before.

She learned once again, that when she did not obey me she was punished and she whined her answer, "3....3 times during my lunch break. I went to my room and watched it."

Molly was rewarded for her confession to me, by a soft kiss where my teeth had left their mark on her white neck. I had to smile thinking about how she would have to explain or hide the mark from her husband.

On the way over to the airport I had remembered that she was told me she was into yoga when we spoke on the plane. When we worked her over last night, it had been apparent how flexible she was and I decided to push her more. I pulled her right hand from the railing and backed up just a little.

Smiling I told her," I know you watched it recorded as I fucked your mouth. Now you can see it live baby as I take that hot slut pussy." I slapped her soft white ass and pushed her head down. Molly whimpered and I told her "Grab those ankles slut."

Molly bent forward as I told her and took her ankles in each hand. Her dark hair fell against the tile floor of the bathroom and her pussy with my cock head about half way in it was pushed up and spread more for me to use. Holding her by the hips I pushed into her again and heard her moan. My cock was so hard it hurt as I had to bend it down to fuck her slick pussy. Molly moaned again louder as I started sawing in and out. She had never been fucked like this before and the feeling of my rock hard cock rubbing against her from that angle had her ass shaking to me and her moans filling the stall. It would not take long until I had her cumming once again on my dark meat.

"Damn that is good, so fucking nice. Look up between your legs, watch me fuck your slut cunt with my black cock, bitch!" I told her.

Molly wiggled her ass to me and held tightly to her ankles at my words of, "Yeah, you never forget it slut, always gonna be my white slut, my fuck bitch."

"You see how fucking slick it is from your wet pussy. How fucking good it looks between your white thighs, how good if feels deep in you."

For the first time in three days, Molly spoke to me without being questioned. She begged me between stabs of my hard cock ,"Yessss...yess.....take... it.... Jerald.... take... me.... with... your.... black.... cock."

Molly reached up and I felt her hand on my sac again and told her. "Feel em Molly, feel my full balls slut. Gonna bust my nut in you bitch, gonna fill that pussy with my cum again! Gonna put you on that plane with it dripping out!"

There was a noise behind us but I did not turn around. Molly responded to my words. Her body shuddered and she grunted hard with her head down next to the floor. That wet hot slut pussy of hers grabbed my cock like a vise as she came hard on it. With my hands on her hips, I jabbed her with short hard strokes of my cock. The head was deep in her married womb as the cum from my full balls rose up and spurted deep into her.

"That's it, take it bitch, take my cum baby, you know you my white slut." I told Molly and felt her hand squeeze my balls.

Molly lifted her head and braced to the hand rail again as her hips jerked, her ass shook and her pussy held my cock as I filled her with my black seed. Just moments after my cock stopped jerking in her, we heard the boarding call for her flight over the speaker in the bathroom. The information stunned Molly back to where we were and the idea that she had to make the flight. She stood up and turned her head back to me. My cock was still in her as she looked at me with those blue eyes.

"Please Jerald, I have to make the flight home," she begged me.

Smiling I said, "Your not finished yet slut, you know that. You know what you have to do after I fuck you. Thank my cock for fucking you bitch," was my answer to her.

When I stepped back a little, my cock pulled from her well fucked pussy. Cum covered it and I watched Molly turn to face me and lean over. She took my coated cock gently in her hands and used her tongue to lick me clean as I stood over her and softly rubbed her back, her neck, and hair.

Molly worked the tan skirt down and back over her ass as she made my cock shine from her spit. The torn light blue panties were still around her ankle when she finished cleaning my cock. Smiling at her, I stepped back and pulled my dirty jeans closed with my still hard cock sticking up flat against my belly above the waist line of my dirty jeans. She starred at my thick black cock until I pulled my t shirt down over it and laughed.

"You got to catch that plane now baby," she heard me say.

I then bent over and reached down to pull the torn panties over ankle and off her shoe. I handed them to her and she blushed when I said, "You need these to wipe my cum up when it leaks out baby."

I put my arm around her hips and pulled the door open. Our spy had left but I glanced in and saw a stream of cum dripping down the wall of the stall where he had been standing. When we stepped out of the restroom, he was standing next to the chair where we had left Molly's lap top and bag. We walked over towards him and my eyes caught his for just a second before he turned and walked to board the plane. It was hard to read what he was thinking in that split second and I decided it really did make a cuckolds brownie what he thought.

We moved over and Molly reached down and picked up her stuff. She stood back up to face me and looked up into my eyes without speaking. My dark brown eyes held the look and I reached up and brushed my fingers over her right cheek.

"Tell me what you are Molly, tell me before you get on that plane," I told her.

After a short pause she looked at me. She knew the answer. It would not have been true until today but there was not doubt, no fear in her voice when she said to me, "Your slut."

Her face blushed red at her own words and she looked down and away as she turned quickly to walk towards the boarding ramp entrance. I watched her for just a moment and knew that she thought it was over, but I had not decided that yet for her. It would be over when I was through with her. I quickly turned and walked away from the gate. If she looked back I did not know it.

The sun was hot when I stepped outside and walked towards the construction parking lot. Hell it was going to get a lot hotter this summer it was only May. Yeah, Denver might be just the spot to visit in a few weeks I thought to myself. It had got to be cooler in the mountains and by then that pussy will be all tight and ready to be stretched out again.

Post note.....I hope you all have enjoyed the story. It has been one of my fav stories to have read.
Be intererested in hearing others thoughts about the story as well...

Will the story ever be continued....???????

I have found the next few chapters of this story. I will post next part to see if there is still interest in this story of continuing to post more. Again I am not the author and not sure who is.....

Jerald and Molly Ch. 07


I pulled out of the airport and remembered that T was off work that day. His place was not that far away so I decided to drop by and have a beer. As I was driving over to his place I was thinking about what had just happened with Molly. Damn she was a good fuck! I had that hot married bitch doing whatever I wanted and when I wanted it. Fuck, now her soft white ass was on a plane flying half way across the country back to Denver and her little white dick husband. A vision of her pale pretty white face, her dark hair and those eyes still filled my head. My cock was sticky in my pants with her dried pussy juice still on it from fucking her in the men's room at the airport before her flight left. It reminded me of how fucking wet and hot she got with my hard black cock in her and how good it was when I emptied my balls in her married cunt. How she moaned and gave me her body and mind for what ever I wanted. Shit, that was some fine pussy and I was gonna miss it.

There was no reamister to call before going over to T's place. He was either there or not and calling would not make any difference. As I turned the curve on his street I saw his Suzuki was in the driveway. The concrete was dark with water beneath the bike, the chrome and paint were shinning. I had to laugh at that brother of mine. He was probably washing that damn bike two times a day. I got out of my truck and glanced over at the bike again. It did look good sitting there in the drive and it made me remember the feel of Molly's hands on me when we took it for a ride on the way home from the game. Damn there she is again in my head!

T answered for me to come on in as I opened the door yelling his name. He was laying back on the sofa in his living room with the remote in his hand and a beer on the coffee table next to him.

"Hey little brother, you got a cold one for your big brother?" I asked him.

T laughed as I was making my way into his kitchen. He answered me with, "All that money you make in the insulation business and you over here takeing up my beer, Damn man get your own. I am just a poor, hardworking cop."

I came back in and popped the can open before sitting down on the recliner. I took a long sip of the cold beer and leaned back into the leather cushions before looking over at him.

"Damn T, I let you have some of the best pussy you ever had in your life, even let those two loser friends of yours in on the action, the least you can do it let me have a cold beer on a hot day like this. Damn T, I am beginning to think you not giving me my props brother." I told him with a big smile.

I continued by telling him, "Molly proved to you that you are the little brother, know your role T."

T laughed, "You know that is bull cuckolds brownie Jerald. I had your ass by at least a half and inch."

"Yeah right, it just too damn bad we will never be able to find out again" I said to him.

"She left today?"

"Yeah man, she did. I just got through fucking her in the men's room at the airport and putting her on the plane with my seed running down those soft married white thighs." I told T.

"You're cuckolds brownieting me", he answered.

"No T, after I fucked her, I walked her out of the men's room across the concourse to the plane and she boarded. That is one hot married slut."

We both watched sports center for a few minutes without saying anything. I finished my beer and set the empty can down on the floor beside the chair.

T looked over at me and asked, "What do you think she would do if you went to Denver? You think that she would act the same way there with her husband and kids around?"

"Brother, I know that if I was in Denver that I would have her spreading those married thighs for my cock. Those soft lips sucking on it and her left hand with the wedding rings shinning jacking on it." I laughed and then continued, "Oh yeah, that right you never had the pleasure of that, she did not wear her wedding rings that night. Yeah.....she was something else."

"Ain't no fucking way that lady would be doing all that for a sorry fucker like you, once she gets back home to her family and friends. You know how that cuckolds brownie goes, when they are out of town they get wild. She gets back to Denver there is no damn way that you get her married pussy again." He teasingly said.

"Charlotte, Denver, here, there, it don't make any difference, that bitch was mine. I know, I fucked with her head as much as I did that pussy. If I flew my black ass out to Denver I would get that cuckolds brownie again. You know I am right."

"No man, it not the same once she get back home", T answered.

"You willing to make a bet on that or you just talking cuckolds brownie like usual?" I goaded him.

"Yeah, what kind of bet you talking about? You gonna call her up and ask or what?" Terrence smarted back to me.

I was quite for a moment and then said, "I tell you what little brother, here is the deal. I bet you the price of a round trip ticket to Denver that I can fly out there and get pics of me fucking her again. When I get back I show you the pics and you pay for the ticket. "

"What do I get when you come back with a hard dick and no pic?" Terrence asked.

"Five bennies" was my answer.

He lifted his head up off the sofa, turned away from sports center, looked over at me and said, "I will be glad to take your money big brother. It will just like that time you said you could bench more than me. Easy money."

"We are going to finish up the job we are on by Tuesday of next week. I will fly out to Denver on Thursday and be back Sunday with the proof for you. You just have my money ready." I told him as I got up from the recliner.

T was laughing and saying over and over again, easy money, as I walked across his living room toward the door.

"See you at the game tomorrow" I yelled back over my shoulder as I shut the door behind me.

I started thinking about our conversation as I backed out of his driveway. He was right about one thing, it might be harder to reclaim my control over Molly in Denver. It was going to take some planning to make sure that things went like I needed to win the 500.00 and get my hands on Molly again. It was going to be like starting over again. My pulse beat a little faster, damn I like a challenge. I laughed a little to myself, it had been less than two hours since I fucked Molly at the airport and I was already planning and looking forward to having her again.

When I got home I went online and booked a seat on the same airline that Molly had left on that day. The ticket was for Wednesday of the next week. It was the same flight number that Molly had left on today with a layover in Detroit. I booked a return for Sunday afternoon. After finding the address and phone number for her office on line, I looked up some of the 5 star hotels in Denver that were close by. The Magnificent looked like it would do real good for my needs. It was not far from Molly's office building and had a bar/lounge. After taking care of the physical planning of the trip it was time to work on getting in Molly's head again. After and hour or so I had it planned out.

First of all, I was not going to contact her until next week. When she got on the plane I am sure that she was thinking that it was all being left behind. Her fling was over and now she was going back home. Her husband, her kids, her job and the rest of her routine life would be waiting for her and the time servicing my black cock would be just a memory. Yeah, let her think that for the next few days. I knew enough about her to know that she would be feeling guilty about what she did here when she got back. I also remembered how hard she came when I fucked her, how loudly she moaned when I pulled on those long hard nipples, and how she knelt and sucked me off in the parking lot at the ball field. Yeah, those memories would be with her for a long time after the guilt started to fade. Give her few days and I know she will start thinking about it again without the remorse.

Thursday and Friday I was busy as we rushed to finish the job that we were on. The deadline for our portion was Tuesday noon and the inspectors would be there around 2:00. The weekend was rainy and cool for May. I just chilled around the house and worked on a few bids for other projects that were coming up. Sunday morning when I woke up, my cock was aching from dreaming about Molly. I could almost feel her milk white tits and those long hard nipples in my hands as she sucked me off. In the dream there was a white guy standing in the background as she sucked on my long hard black cock. His face looked familiar but I did not realize until I woke up that is was her husband's face in the dream. I knew it was him from the family pictures that Molly had shown me on the plane. She head told me his name was Mike. Damn, now that would be some interesting cuckolds brownie I was thinking as my cock throbbed and bobbed in front of me as I rolled out of bed and walked to the shower. That would be the ultimate domination of her and him. Damn, a picture me fucking her in front of him would damn sure be enough to get the 500.00 from T, I thought as the water heated up in the shower.

Monday morning at 6:45 I was sitting in my truck at the job site waiting for the rest of my crew to get there at 7:00. It was time to make the first call to Molly. I took my cell out and called her office. It would be 4:45 in Denver and there was no way she would be in the office and that was fine. I wanted to get her voice mail. After using the after hours directory I got her extension. After pushing the # sign and the four digits I heard her soft cheerful voice again as she stated, "This is Molly, I am away from my phone now, please leave a message and I return your call promptly." My pulse beat a little faster at the sound of her voice again. A vision of her pale white face flashed in front of my eyes before I started to speak.

"Hello Molly. I know you had thought about it before it happened. Know you had wondered what it would be like and you found out. You found out how good it could be, how right it felt to be in my strong dark arms. How much your heart pounded in your chest at the feel of my hands on your soft skin. It was good, we were good together Molly." I told her before pressing disconnect. I did not go into much detail. It was better to let her mind doing the remembering of what she liked the best. Getting her to think about her favorite memories and making her see those mental images that she carried in her mind from our time together was the idea. I did not leave my number or tell her to call me. It was not time for that yet.

Later that afternoon at 2:15 I phoned her again. It was 12:15 Denver time and I was guessing that she would be at lunch. A smile crossed my face as I heard her voice mail answer again. "You knew that I wanted you the first time we spoke but you tried to brush it aside. You thought that I was just being nice, being friendly on the plane but my black cock was not saying that Molly. I wanted you. It was meant for us to become more than just a chance meeting on a plane. How many second thoughts did you have as you waited between the time when I returned your lap top and I picked you up for dinner? How many times did you tell yourself that it was just dinner, that it would not lead to anything more but you knew different Molly and wanted different. I could see it as I looked into your eyes, as you obeyed my rules, as I feed you the desert, as you felt my strength around you."

About 4:00 that afternoon, my phone buzzed. When I looked down at the caller ID it was a 303 exchange and I knew it had to be Molly calling. I did not pick up. I let it roll over into my voice mail. If she wanted to leave a message that was cool, but it was not time to speak to her yet. It was a good sign that she called, I knew she was getting the messages that I was leaving her.

Tuesday morning I continued working on getting into Molly's head again. Using my cell again as I sat at the job site, I waited until her voice mail kicked in and told her softly this time. "Molly, we both knew that I was not coming up to your room to just see the view. You knew before we even got on the elevator, that I wanted you and that I was going to take you. That sexy body was going to be mine. It shocked you at the way your body responded to my rough touch, the control I took over you. The sight of my black hands on you and the desire that overcame you. I took you Molly. You came hard with my black cock deep in you. You cried, not just over the guilt that you felt, but from the confused messages that your mind was sending you. Worrying about your husband but never having felt anything like you experienced with me before. It was good, it was right, so natural and we both knew it."

Tuesday, again at lunch time in Denver I called Molly and got her voice mail. "There was no doubt that we were going to be lovers again on last Monday night Molly. You could not deny the touch of my firm demanding hands on you but I took my time. I showed you that you were the perfect match for me, that what you were feeling was natural. I took care of you. You felt my strength, my confidence surround you. You found what you did not know you had been looking for. It filled you with a comfort and put you at ease to be yourself, to be desired and to submit to my will. To submit your body to the touch of my dark hands, the wanting of my manhood that made your just shaved pussy ache with desire. You found part of what you needed. You gave your body to me for my pleasure."

The inspectors showed up late on Tuesday but did not find any problems. They signed off on the work that we had done and I drove over to the contractor's office and submitted my invoice for payment. Most jobs will make me about 3-3500.00 per week. This one was smaller and I was looking at about 2900.00 after paying the crew and for the materials. Not to bad and the next project was going to be about three times the size of this one and should take a couple of weeks. It was another school job so the payment would take a while but it was good money.

I was flying out Wednesday night so I had to bring it to a close with Molly. I planned on leaving her one more message Wednesday morning and then asking her to call me after she got it. There was very little doubt that she would call me back. She had tried to reach me again yesterday afternoon but I did not pick up. I ignored it her call just like I did on Monday afternoon.

Wednesday morning, around 7: 30, I was lying in bed with my cock hard as rock from another dream about Molly. I took the cell phone off the nightstand and called her office again. The now familiar sound of her voice mail clicked on. "It was more than about going to a game Molly. It was more than about my desire for your body, more than that fast beat of your heart when my lips pressed to yours. It was about wanting all of you. Not just that pussy that I shaved bare, not just your perfect shaped tits with the inch long nipples, or about the feel of your mouth on my dark meat. It was about wanting to have, to own all of you. Your mind and your body. That is why I took you to the game, made you sit in the stands with your tits bare under your blouse, those long nipples sticking out, made you suck my sweaty cock off in the parking lot after the game and marked you with a splash of my cum on your throat that you could not know about. But everyone that you meet, that spoke with you knew what it was. They knew what you were to me. They knew who you belonged too. They knew you were mine Molly! Your body and mind was mine to use for my pleasure because when I wanted it, you willingly submitted to my desires and gave all of yourself to me. Nothing you had ever done before or experienced made you feel the way I did. You never felt more free to be yourself, to know you were where you belonged. You know I am right, you feel it in your heart, in your mind and yes between those sexy thighs, deep in your bare shaved pussy that burns with desire to feel my black cock again!" I paused for a split second and then told Molly, "Call me, baby."

I got up and took care of a few things that needed to be done before I left that evening, knowing that it would be a couple of hours before she got the message. I packed my bag and made a few business calls. At 10:10 by time my cell phone buzzed. I had to smile as I took it from my belt and looked down at the number. It was Molly.

"Hey Molly," was my short answer.

Her voice was soft and tentative as Molly answered, "Hello Jerald."

"I am right, you know what I have been telling you it true" I told her without waiting to talk about anything else.

"Jerald," she paused and I interrupted her, powering the point more by saying, "We both know it baby, know how it is."

"Please Jerald"

"Say it Molly, tell me baby" I pushed.

"Yes, Jerald" she whispered in the phone.

"Yes what Molly? Say it baby, tell me what you are feeling baby" was my answer.

"You are right, right about it all Jerald. You are so right it scares me" she confessed to me.

My heart thumped in my dark chest as I said, "Its ok Molly, it is new to you, but that is the way it is and will be from now on."

Then to lighten it up a little I told her, "I have been thinking about you a lot. Thinking about our last meeting at the airport, how good you looked in that tan skirt and pink blouse. I think that is my favorite outfit, damn you look so sexy you know I could not keep my hands off you."

Her voice was soft and shy as she answered "I am glad you liked it Jerald."

"You know what I would like Molly? I want you to wear the same outfit to work tomorrow. It would be hot to know that you dressed that way for me even though I am not there to see it. I know it would remind you of our last meeting. You will do that for me tomorrow, I know you will Molly." I told her.

Then to build her up more I continued, "I know that all the guys in the office or on your way to and from work will be checking you out, thinking about how fucking hot you look but only you and me will know that you are wearing it for me."

Molly giggled just a little before saying, "That would be so sexy, so naughty to think that I was wearing it for you again."

"Yeah it would baby, real sexy," I replied.

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We then spent the next couple of minutes just visiting, chatting about what she had been doing at work and how her kids were doing. I told her we had just finished up the job we were on and had another one lined up for next week. Then I mentioned that T was still talking about her and a couple of the guys on the team asked where she was. I could tell even over the phone that she was embarrassed by those thoughts and could picture her pretty white face blushing as she held the phone in her office. She told me she had to get started at work and I let her hang up without saying anything more. She did not ask if I was going to call again that afternoon. I knew she wanted me too but was to shy to ask. I told her bye and hung up. The conversation had gone the way I wanted, that sexy married lady was going to be mine again along with the 500.00 from T. Damn it was all coming together real good.

When I called at the usual 2:15 my time, 12:15 Denver time later that afternoon, I was surprised a little to hear Molly answer. She explained that she had a lot of work to do and was not going to lunch today but I knew she was there waiting for me to call again. Yeah, she was already arranging things for my schedule. Tomorrow was going to be good, going to be real good! We talked for around 30 minutes before I asked her what she was going to wear to work tomorrow. I could tell she was smiling and could hear the happiness in her voice as she answered, the pink blouse, the tan skirt and matching tan heels. After a few more minutes of innocent conversation we hung up after that and I left for the airport.
The flight was on schedule out of Charlotte but we had a delay in Detroit. Hell, I did not care; I did not have any plans until tomorrow morning. I had a couple of beers at a small bar and watched a game on ESPN while waiting. The rental car counter at the Denver airport was almost empty and it only took a couple of minutes to flash the company credit card and fill out the papers for a 2008 Lincoln MKS. I had wanted to try one of those out and this weekend would be a good time. After keying the address of the hotel into the navigation system it was an easy drive. Parking was a bitch but that area of town did have a lot of bars, restaurants, shops and a clubs. The room I got was on the second floor so I decided just to walk up the short flights of stairs. The stairwell door opened on the second floor just across from my room. Damn that was convenient. The room was smaller than I expected but clean. After a quick shower, I changed clothes and went back down the lobby. I checked out the bar, the lounge and the restaurant. Again, smaller than I had thought but it would be good enough for what I had in mind. Really was glad to see a few booths mixed in among the tables.

I took a seat at the bar and had draft beer. It was a slow night and after one I left to check out some of the places I had seen on the drive in. I walked around the area, went into the mall and checked out some of the shops. Basically I was just *******ing time but as I walked around I went over my plan in my head. Before heading back to the hotel I took the walk down to the office building that Molly worked in. Looking through the big glass doors, I saw a large lobby with a few chairs. It was perfect for what I wanted for tomorrow.

It was only a few minutes before 10:00 when I got back to the hotel but I was tired. It was midnight on my body clock so I hit the bed. There was no need to set the alarm it would be way before 8:00 when I woke up. The red numbers of the hotel alarm clock showed 5:50 when I woke. I went downstairs and used the mini gym and then came back up for a shower. After reading USA Today and eating a small breakfast at a coffee shop down the street it was 7:30. Time to see how well my sweet Molly was following my directions. Carrying the paper with me I went down to the building where she worked. Since it was early, it was very easy to get one of the lobby chairs. I took one on the far side that gave me a good view of the elevators and the front entrance. Holding the newspaper up just a little I looked over the top of it and watched as the workers came in. It seemed like a long time but it was only 15 minutes later when a flash of pink drew my eyes up from the article about the local construction industry slow down that I was reading. My heart thumped a little faster in my chest as my dark eyes focused on the pink flash. It was Molly, her dark black hair was down and back over her shoulders. A pair of small looped earrings were a bright contrast next to her dark hair. The pink blouse was hugging those big soft tits that I remembered so well. A quick memory of her long hard nipples flashed in my head. The tan skirt showed off her legs and as she passed towards the elevators, I got a very nice view of it tight over her full round ass. My eyes dropped down and I saw that she had worn matching tan heels just like we discussed. Yes, she had obeyed me perfectly. She waited with a couple other women in front of the bank of elevators. She was chatting with an older lady gray haired woman and did not notice the guy behind her checking her out. Yeah, you can look but that fine sexy lady belongs to me I was thinking as the doors to one of the elevators opened. Molly got in with the others and when she did she turned back around and I could see her face. My brown eyes looked over the top of the paper and for a moment I thought that she looked my way but the expression on her face gave no sign of that. It was at over 50 feet across the lobby to where I was sitting. No, she did not see me.

I dropped the USA Today in the empty chair next to me and left the building. By the time I walked back to my hotel and up to my room, I knew that Molly will have checked her voice mail for another message from me and not having found one would be disappointed. She would be sitting at her desk, dressed like I told her and asking herself why, if I was not going to leave a message or call. At 8:45, I was back in my room and sitting on the bed when I called her. That was enough time to make her wonder, to keep her guessing. She picked up on the first ring.

I told her, "It is a good morning baby."

Molly's answer was soft but happy, "Yes, it is Jerald."

"I am not going to ask if you obeyed me and dressed the way I told you because I know you did" I told her with confidence.

For just a moment she was silent and then Molly admitted that she did by asking, "How did you know?"

In a serious voice I told her, "Several reamisters I knew you would obey me Molly. The first one is because it makes you feel sexy to dress that way. Second it brings back the hot memories of the good time that we had together. Third and most important, you did what I told you, you dressed in that pretty pink blouse, in that tight sexy tan skirt, because you wanted to please me."

After a slight pause, I continued, but with a lighter tone in my voice, "Damn I would like to see you now, dressed like that for me. My cock is getting hard just thinking about getting my hands on you again. I need to get my ass out to Denver some time soon. "

"I would like that too, Jerald, would like it very much" Molly answered and I could tell she was smiling.

Then I lied to her by saying "Terrence has been to Denver, stayed at a place called the Magnificent. Have you heard of that, do you know where it is baby?"

Molly answered excitedly, "Yes, I have. It is just a few blocks away from where I work. I have never stayed there or been there but I hear it is very nice. "

"You could check it out for me, take a look around with those pretty eyes and let me know. Go today during lunch, take your phone and send me some pictures of the place to me." I instructed her.

It was only a moment before she said, "Okay, that sounds like it would be fun. It would be like I was working for you. I could take the pictures and send them to you on your phone and you could decide."

Molly then asked, "Jerald, would you really come out here? Would you come out here just to see me?"

"No, Molly I would not come all the way out to Denver just to see you. No, Molly, I would do more than just look at you baby. You know I would want more than that. I would be coming out there to fuck you again Molly. To take you, to claim you like I did before, you know I would." I told her.

She gasped at my words but did not answer.

"Thinking about it makes your heart beat faster, makes you want it again, I know it does Molly. I feel the same way baby. I want you again. Want to see that sexy body; want to feel you cum again with my black cock deep in you. " She heard me say.

"Now baby, I want you to be thinking about that when you are taking those pics for me today. Think about me and you staying there together. About the feel of my hands on you, think about how it feels when I spread your legs and fuck you hard baby. "I instructed her.

"I will Jerald, I will, I want that." Molly whispered to me.

She was going to be mine a just a few hours and did not know it yet. She heard me tell her, "Good baby, that is real good. You please me when you say that baby."

Then I stated to her as a fact, not as a question, "I knew you would do it for me. You want to please me, want me to serve my black cock, I know it. You know it too."

She did not respond and I guessed that someone had entered her office or was standing nearby, so I told her, " Molly, I will call you after lunch, around 1:00 your time and you can send the pics to my email. "

"Yes Jerald, I will do that for you," was her guarded answer to me and confirmed there was someone else there.

"Bye baby," I said and hung up quickly. Not giving her a chance for some kind of reply. The quick hang up showing that I was the one the made the decisions.

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At 4:15 I called Molly. She answered on the first ring and her voice was cheerful. If she had any remorse of regrets about what happened earlier today she was hiding it well.

"Hey baby, "was my answer to her hello.

Before I could say another word, she lowered her voice and said, "You did it on purpose, you knew that it would not come out of my blouse unless I washed it. You marked me again just like at the game. I had to tell the other girls in the office that it was a stain from an ice cream cone I had at lunch. "

I laughed and she said to me in a softer voice almost a whisper, " I could you on my body all afternoon."

I took control again at her answer, "Yeah I did do it on purpose just like at the game. I wanted you to smell my cum on your blouse all day. I want you thinking about the fucking that I am going to give you tonight. The way it is gonna feel when I stretch that tight married pussy open again. Yeah, this afternoon, you got a taste of my cock, my cum and we both know how bad you wanted to feel all I got up in that hot married pussy."

"Tonight at 7:30 you and your husband Mike are going to meet me in the lounge here at the Magnificent. Tell him I am a client from out of town or whatever you want to tell him but you two be here. We are going to have a few takes and then dinner. I want you in a white skirt and a black blouse. You know that you will be bare under that skirt. I want that pussy to be easy to get my hands on tonight." I instructed her before hanging up.

Yeah it was a bit of a gamble, would she would show or not and if she did would she have Mike with her? After looking around town last night and seeing the few sights today, I was sure that if she did not show up I would be able to find somebody for the night. The part of Denver that I had seen looked like a good spot for finding a sexy lady to hook up with.

At 6:50 I saw Molly and Mike walk through the front doors of the hotel and step into the lobby. My eyes fixed first on Molly and I was pleased to see that she was wearing a black blouse and a white skirt that came just below her knees. My eyes dropped lower and I saw that her legs were bare. She looked taller and then I noticed the black shoes she was wearing. They were at least 4 inch heels that strapped across her small pretty ankles. With these heels she was almost as tall as her husband Mike. They also made her butt stick out more under the white skirt and gave her calf muscles a very sexy shape. Yeah, she had dressed for me. There was no doubt in my mind that she was bare under her skirt.

I was smiling as I got up from the chair I had at the end of the bar and made my way across the lobby towards them. I took a quick glance at Mike. He was around average height, about 5 9 I guessed. He had small shoulders, was getting a little thin on the top and had to be at least 35 pounds overweight. As I approached them, Molly saw me coming.

Holding out my hand for her I said, "It is good to see that you could make it tonight on short notice. You are right on time."

My dark fingers were wrapped around her hand and I held it for longer than necessary. Her blue eyes were looking up at my dark brown ones, I could see excitement but also a look that begged me to be careful in them.

"We had to find a sitter at the last moment," Molly answered.

Then she added scornfully, " And Mike had to cancel his weekly dinner with his lady."

She glared at him and continued, "But it is good to get out, we rarely get to come downtown to a nice place for dinner."

It was easy to see and feel that they had been arguing about coming. I nodded in agreement and then slowly released her hand. I did not bother to introduce myself to Mike. I just gave him a quick glance as I put my arm around Molly's hips and lead her across the lobby to the lounge. By taking her away from him right at the start I was letting him know he was just along for the ride.

As we walked, I looked back and told Mike, "We are going to have takes at the bar before dinner."

When we reached the bar, I stood before the seat where I left my take. It was on the end of the bar and I held Molly's hand as I helped her into the tall empty chair next to mine. Mike had no choice but to take the chair on Molly's left so that she was sitting between us. The young pretty bar tender came over to us. Her name was Amy. She was around 24, about 5 7 and 130#. She had bleached blonde hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. She was wearing very tight low cut jeans and a tight white tank top that did not quite reach the top of the jeans. She had it going on and knew it. Amy would lean over the bar and give a quick glimpse down the top at her good sized tits, to the male customers when she would put a take down. When she would bend over to get something under the bar, her ass would be framed by the tight jeans, the short top would ride up and she would give everyone a good look at the flower tattoo that was on her lower back. I had already met her and told her that I was going to be having some important clients in later I wanted her best service for us. The 20.00 tip that I had already given her would make sure that Mike and Molly always had a full glass.

Amy got a vodka take for Mike and brought a glass of wine for Molly. She put them on my tab without asking. I rested my left arm on the back of Molly's chair. I was turned more to her and could see the profile of her face and Mike on her other side as she took the first sip of her wine. As he was taking his first taste of his take I pulled on the back of Molly's chair. The chairs at the bar would spin so I pulled hers around towards me more. I did not turn it all the way to me, just enough that her crossed legs would be towards me and not the bar. She would have to turn back and look over her shoulder to speak with Mikey boy, as I was now referring to him in my mind. I was thinking, damn, it nice to have dinner with your mom but to choose her over your wife says something about the boy.

Molly and I talked about Denver, about her kids, about how her work was going as we had several rounds of takes. She had three glasses of wine in the hour that we sat at the bar. Mikey boy had three or four himself. After her second glass of wine, Molly has excused herself to go to the ladies room. It was out in the lobby. As she got down from her chair and moved past me I turned to watch her hot ass and legs from behind. After she turned the corner and left my line of sight I turned back to the bar. Mikey boy had been watching me check out his wife.

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Starring into his eyes, I leaned across the empty seat where Molly had been and told him, "Damn that is one fine looking lady. You be careful boy or somebody will take her away from you.

He was silent and then answered me with, "Yeah right, I really worry about that cuckolds brownie happening"and then took a big gulp of take. He set the now empty glass down on the bar as he looked over at me.

"Sure go ahead, I got you covered for the night" I told him and watched as he waved at Amy for another take.

His answer had been filled with sarcasm and I was not sure if he was referring to me, if he really did not give a cuckolds brownie if she left him or if he did not think it could happen. So far that evening, I had ignored him and he did the same to me. He was pissed at having to be here and was not going to make enjoyable evening of it for her. At that point, I knew I did not like his fat white ass and was going to fuck Molly no matter what the hell he did. Turning away from him I kept one eye on the lobby, waiting for Molly to come back. As soon as she turned the corner to enter the lounge I saw her and smiled at her. Her eyes were on mine. I made exaggerated head and eye movements like I was checking her out as she walking towards me. I nodded my approval and gave her a low whistle which made Molly laughed for just a moment. She only laughed for a moment before the smile left her face when her eyes darted over to where Mikey was sitting.

The bar had gotten busier and it was taking Amy a while to get around to getting Mikey boy another take. She was at the far end of the bar reaching up high for a clean glass when Molly had come back from the restroom. Mikey was leaning across the bar with his back to Molly and me. He was straining to get a better look at Amy's tight round little ass in the low cut jeans and Molly caught him. She stared hard at him for just a moment and then put her hands on the back of the tall high bar seat that she had been sitting on. As she turned her chair more towards me, Mikey boy saw the movement out of the corner of his eye and turned back to Molly. She held his eyes for just a moment and then sat down. Molly had turned the chair back to him and faced me. Mikey looked her way for just a moment and then Amy came over with his take. She did her trick of leaning over the bar to give a tit shot and Mikey could not resist. He turned from Molly and took the take in his hand. He thanked Amy and then watched her swaying ass as she walked towards the other end of the bar.

Looking into Molly's eyes, I could see that she was hurt. Damn, this is going to be too fucking easy. They had not said more than a couple of words to each other all evening. Now he had pissed her off good. Show her more attention, tell her how good she looks, how much I want her and I knew that I was going to be sticking that married pussy later. I reached over and placed my hand on her knee. She looked down at my dark hand resting on the white skirt. My fingers gently squeezed her knee. Her eyes slowly came back up to meet mine.

"Damn you look good tonight baby," I told her and saw her blush just a little.

I leaned in closer to Molly, my mouth just inches from her left ear, and told her, "Good enough to eat, and I know how sweet you taste baby."

She placed her hand over mine on her knee and smiled. Mikey turned at that moment and saw me leaning into her but could not see my hand on her knee and did not hear what I was saying. Looking past her to him, I told Mikey boy, "Molly is ready to eat now." She blushed at the double meaning of my words.

I continued looking at Mikey boy saying, "I had them hold a booth for us until she was ready to eat."

Without saying more, I lifted her hand with mine and helped her from the high bar chair. She stumred just a little when one of the very long heels caught on the bottom rung of the chair. I caught her and pulled her tight up against my chest until she freed her shoe from the chair. Mikey boy was still turned to us and saw my dark arms around his wife as I held her. I looked over her head at him.

"Are you coming or are you going to stay her at the bar?" I asked him.

He looked down and saw my hands on Molly's hip, holding her from where I caught her but his only comment was, "Yeah, I like to get something to eat."

It was time to push on Mikey boy some more. He had already seen me take the lead when they first came in the lobby, saw me put my arm around her hip, saw the way I took control of the situation at the bar and had her full attention. He had just seen me holding her in my arms and did not say cuckolds brownie. I had told him how hot she was and had warned him to be careful but Mikey boy was still acting like a dumb ass.

I put my arm around Molly's hip as I escorted her to the empty booth that was in the back of the restaurant next to the lounge. Mikey boy followed behind us. He did not say a thing as I watched Molly's sexy legs when she sat down and moved across the leather bench seat in the booth. I glanced back at him and then moved in beside her. He had brought the fresh take he had from the bar with him. After a moment of indecision he placed it down in the middle of the table on the other side from us and got in the booth. I had placed my right hand on the back of the booth as I leaned down to slide in next to Molly. I left it there and saw Mikey boy look up at my hand and arm above his wife's shoulders but he kept his mouth shut. He just looked more pissed. The waiter placed three the menus on the end of the table and said that he would be back in a minute with the bread. Mikey took one of the menus and held it up in front of his face. I left the third menu on the edge of the table and opened another one up for Molly and me to share. I put it flat on the table between us and lowered my hand down to her shoulder as we leaned over the menu in front of us. She had refreshed her perfume in the ladies room. It was the same perfume that she had worn in Charlotte and I had commented then that I liked it. The sexy, seductive, scent filled the space between us. The scent and the idea that she was wearing if for me had my pulse beating faster. After a few moments, Molly decided to have the chicken breast and I commented on her choice and mentioned that I was getting the prime rib.

There were a couple of inches between our bodies when we both looked up from the menu. Mikey boy had put his menu down and was looking over at me. His eyes were a glassy as they darted over to Molly and then up to my big dark hand on her shoulder.

"I know what I want tonight and I think that Molly has decided too" was my answer to his hard look.

Then I told him, "Tell the waiter when he comes back that I am having the prime rib, rare with a baked potato. Order the chicken breast with a salad for Molly. You get what you want. Molly and I are going to have a dance while the orders are being prepared."

Without hesitation I moved my right hand down from her shoulder and took her left hand with it. As I rose to leave the booth, I placed her small white hand and mine against the table. His eyes dropped down and saw my long coal black fingers wrapped around his wife's little pale hand. Her freshly painted nails were a shiny red like she knew I liked. Her wedding ring was reflecting the dim light from the candle on the table and the small lights over head. He looked for several moments and then lifted his eyes up to Molly as I helped her from the booth. He knew that he had fucked up. It was out of his control as I looked down at his half takes pathetic face with a small smirk on my face.

I pulled her across the seat and helped her from the booth. Confidently I walked her from the dining area and back to through the door, around the corner and back into the lounge. In the back of the lounge was the small dance floor. There was a three member band playing on the small raised stage next to it but I did any attention to them, Molly had my complete attention.

Smiling at Molly as we stepped on the dance floor, my hands were on her hips and I pulled her to me. Her tits lightly pressed to my chest as we moved with the music. There were only three other couples dancing and we had plenty of room to move about but I keep our moves slow and short. Our bodies were in light contact at all times. Molly would only look up at me from time to time but I kept my eyes focused on her. We had been dancing for a few minutes when I turned her back towards the bar and saw Mikey boy looking over towards the dance floor. I looked into his eyes across the dance floor and through the lounge. I lowered my hands from his wife's hips, slowly I moved them back to her ass and pulled her tight to me. Even in the dimly lighted room it would be easy to see my dark hands on her ass in the white skirt. Molly stiffened for just a moment and then pressed her body to me. Her head was on my shoulder, her hands on my sides. I moved her body against mine and we turned a little. My eyes left Mikey boy as I looked down at her pretty face. This time she lifted her head up and her blue eyes met my dark brown eyes. She clung to me as the music played without looking away.

I did not bother to check if Mikey was watching us as we danced a while longer. It did not make a cuckolds brownie to me if he was or not.

When the band changed tempo into a faster misterg, I took her by the hand and said with a smile as she looked at me, "Our dinner is probably ready now. We will dance some more after we eat."

Molly answered me " That would be nice but I am afraid we will have to leave after dinner. The sitter could only stay until 9:30." I nodded my head in response.

Mikey boy was already back at the table and did not say anything as first Molly and then I resumed our places. The plates were there and I did not put my arm around her. Mikey had ordered a steak for himself and was already eating. What was happening between the three of us did not seem to affect his appetite. His fat ass was already digging into the meat and potato.

The prime rib was lean and very good. It had cooled a little while we were dancing but the cup of hot beef juice solved that problem. Molly did not eat much, she just picked at the broiled chicken breast and her salad went almost untouched. We spoke just a little about general things while we were eating. She was tense and guarded in her answers to my questions with Mikey boy sitting so close. When there was nothing left of my meal except a piece of bread and the potato skin, I dropped my hand under the table to Molly's knee. She tensed at first and then she laid her hand on the top of mine. Mikey boy was sopping up the steak juice with the last piece to the bread that the waiter had brought to our table for all of us to share. He looked up at the sound of my voice with the soggy bread half way to his open mouth.

"Molly tells me that the sitter only agreed to stay until 9:30" I told him and felt her fingers grip my hand tighter under the table.

"Yeah, so what?" He mumred to me after stuffing the rest of the dripping bread into his mouth.

I leaned across the table towards him and starred hard into his glassy eyes for a moment. He stopped chewing on the bread for a moment when I told him, "We are going to stay here and dance some more while you go home to the kids and the sitter."

Mikey boy, swallowed the rest of the bread and then said very loudly, "What the hell makes you think that I am going to go home without her and what the fuck makes you think that she wants to stay and dance with you?!"

Reaching over the table, I gripped his left forearm in my strong dark fingers. I squeezed it hard as I looked into his eyes and said, " I did not ask you to leave, I am telling you it is time for you to go. I did not ask Molly if she wanted to stay. "

Then I pushed his sorry ass even more, "Do you want to ask her? Do you Mikey boy? Do you want to find out if she wants to stay? "

He was silent, I was rose from the table, glared into his eyes as I told him, "I do not think you do Mikey boy. Now I bought your takes, bought your dinner for you, it is time for you to be a good guest and get your fat white ass home to them kids. "

I had not threatened to kick his ass but I did not have to. He heard what I said and did not like it but could do nothing about it. When he looked down he saw that Molly's hand was gripping my other hand. He started to speak to me, but being the chicken cuckolds brownie I knew he was, he turned and yelled at Molly that he would see her when she got home. After he left, I got Molly another glass of wine and we stayed at the table for a little while letting the tension die down. As she set the empty glass down, I took her hand and pulled her with me from the booth.

As I stood at the end of the table and helped her from the booth, I said, "It sounds like they are playing out misterg Molly."

She smiled, "I did not know we had a misterg, Jerald. "

"Baby anything will do with you in my arms," I answered her.

Holding her close we walked through the restaurant towards the lounge again. As we reached the corner that separated the restaurant and the lounge I continued straight in to the lobby. Molly looked up at me with a small smile and asked "I thought we were going to dance again."

I knew what she was thinking, that I was just taking her back up to my room. I turned to her and said, "Oh yeah, we are going to dance again, we can dance as long as you want as long as the band plays but...." I smiled and continued, "When we are dancing I want to feel more of you against me. I want you like you were at the game Molly. Go to the ladies room and take your bra off. I felt your ass bare under the skirt when we danced before. I know you did not wear panties tonight, now I want to feel those sexy tits, those nipples against me as we dance."

Molly blushed bright red at my words, I cupped her chin in my dark hand, looked into her eyes and told her, "Go ahead baby, I will wait here for you."

It was not long before she was walking out of the ladies room. Her purse was in her right hand as she came back out. Her tits were swaying under the thin blouse as she walked back towards me. Her nipples were already making small points in the fabric. She watched as I dropped my eyes to them and then looked back up to say, "Damn you are so fucking sexy Molly", before leaning over and kissing her tender cheek.

We stopped at the bar for just a moment as I asked Amy to hold her purse behind the bar while we danced. There were a few more couples on the dance floor but that did not matter to me or Molly. We clung to each other and swayed with the music. Her bare tits moved under the soft blouse and when I looked down I could see the hard points of her tits even larger now. After the second dance I reached down and undid the top button of her blouse as she looked up at me. As I pulled it loose Molly pressed her head to my chest and I felt her hands on my back.

When the second misterg was finished we stopped for a moment as the band paused. She looked up at me and again I reached for the buttons on her blouse, I pulled the next button loose and she felt the back of my fingers slide over the top of her bare breast. Molly shivered and the upper part of her chest was again pink from her sexual excitement. The female singer broke into a slow romantic misterg and we barely moved our feet. The floor got more crowded as other couples came out for the slow dance. Molly's breath was soft and light against my neck. My right hand rested on her ass and my left hand held her right down beside her hip. When the last words of the misterg faded away I looked down at her blue eyes again. She stood up higher on the tall heels and brushed her lips over mine. It was time to get this sexy lady up to my room and we both knew it.

We walked off the floor with the other couples. We made a quick stop by the bar and I tipped Amy again as we picked up Molly's purse. With her arm around my waist we walked into the lobby. I opened the door to the stairwell and pulled her in behind me. She was silent as the door opened to the second floor and we walked the few steps to my room. As the door shut behind us in my room I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. My tongue took her mouth as she pressed her sexy body to me.

My left hand moved up under her skirt and found her pussy bare like I knew it would be. Her skin was smooth. She had shaved since that afternoon and when she felt my rough dark fingers, Molly moaned with pleasure as I cupped her pussy in my hand and pressed my palm to her clit. The fingers of her right hand were squeezing my flexed forearm muscles as I rubbed her hot sex. The closeness of our dancing, spending the evening with her, having taken her from Mikey boy, all had my black cock throbbing. My middle finger traced up along her slit and I felt the cunt juices leak out as they parted. Molly pressed herself to my hand and I knew she was as worked up as I was. The only light was the lamp next to the bed as I walked her backwards in my arms and laid her back onto the bed.

During the afternoon while I was waiting for that evening, I had worked the screws loose from the full length mirror that was on back of the bathroom door. It was now standing on the other side of the bed against the wall. I saw my reflection in it behind Molly's head as I stood back up and pulled my shirt up over my head. In the couple of seconds that it took for me to do that, Molly had sat back up on the bed and was pulling my pants open and the zipper down. When her little slim fingers freed my hard black cock from my pants, it jumped out and stood up at attention before her. Without a word or touch from me, Molly took my throbbing cock in her hands and rubbed it on her face like I had made her do earlier that day. Her eyes stayed focused down in it as I pulled the rest of the buttons loose on her blouse. She moaned as I took her full tits in my hands. She groaned as I worked the hard now familiar nipples with my fingers. Pulling them, rolling them like I knew she loved until she was squirming on the bed and she started nursing on the round leaking head of my cock.

The blouse was on the floor beside the bed as I took Molly by the shoulders and turned her around on the bed. Taking her by the hips I put her onto all fours and she lifted her head and saw our reflection in the mirror that was now in front of her. Molly starred into the mirror with her blue eyes fixed on my dark face as I jerked the white skirt up over her ass. Her feet with the sexy, almost slutty black heels were hanging off the side of the bed as I pushed my hard black cock to her pussy and was greeted by her gasp of pleasure at the feel of the head pushing her open wide. Gripping her hips tight in my fingers, I worked my cock up in her tight but slippery wet pussy. Each thrust of my hips powerd more of my stiff, long, shaft deeper in her. Pulling her back to me and then pushing her forward I worked my way up in her, standing behind and taking her like a bitch dog. Her tits were swaying and her hands were clinching the bed cover tightly as she moved to meet my stabbing cock.

"Fuck yes, I have wanted you all day, wanted to fuck you hard and deep all night long. So fucking sexy, so fucking beautiful. You were made for my black cock. Feel how fucking hard you get me, feel how wet your pussy is on my cock. Take it Molly, feel it baby. Be my bitch again." I grunted to her between my hard thrusts.

Her ass slapped to my thighs as I buried myself all the way in her. She was across the bed, facing the mirror but her eyes were closed. I took her by the hips and turned her long ways on the bed, with her feet off the end and her head towards pillows at the top of the bed. Our profiles were reflected in the mirror now. I looked over and saw my black cock shinning with her pussy juices as I pulled it almost all the way out and then pushed it deep back in her. Her pussy stretched wide and gripped the fat black head of my cock when I pulled back. Molly would give a moan when my cock filled her again slowly. When I rammed hard and deep she would grunt as she felt the head deep in her married womb and felt my thighs meet her soft white ass.
It was so fucking good. We moved together so well, each of us feeling the same desire, our bodies matching perfectly, that it was not long before my balls began to tighten. Leaning over her bare back, her white skirt pressed to my flat belly, I held still all the way up in her. Taking her by the hair, I pulled her head up and back around. Her mouth opened for my tongue and I kissed her deep as I held back on busting my nut in her. Molly's moan vibrated on my tongue in her mouth while my cock head bumped again and again in her womb and I regained control of my desire.

With her dark hair wrapped tightly around my fingers, I broke the kiss and turned her face towards the mirror and told her, "Watch baby, watch as I fuck you Molly, as I take you with my black cock."

Her answer was a moan as she looked into the mirror and saw my dark shaft slowly pull back from her. She saw the dark skin glistening with her pussy juice. She saw my dark hand gripping her by the hair, felt my control of her and the contrast of her vanilla skin next to my chocolate. She saw and felt my hand switching between squeezing her tits hard and softly caressing them. The sight and feel of her red, red filled, nipples being rolled, twisted and pulled by my dark fingers had her squealing when I was rough and moaning with pleasure when I was tender.

Watching her eyes in the mirror and seeing, feeling, her willing submit her body to me for all my desires had balls the cum boiling in my balls again. Gripping her with both my hands on her hips, I pulled back and fucked Molly with short hard stabs of my cock, only using the first half of my black shaft on her. She was moving to me, wanting more, and after counting 20 stabs my cock was ready to explode. Changing the pace I pushed deep in her again and held still for several seconds. Molly moaned with satisfaction at the feeling of my full shaft in her. With my rough fingers digging into her hips, I drew back and filled her time and time again with hard long strokes until I felt my cum again start to rise from my balls. Molly was grunting to meet each hard thrust. Her head was hanging down now, she was no long watching in the mirror.

"Yeah, that right, look back between your legs Molly, look back, see my full balls when I fill you" I told her.

She grunted louder when she saw my balls swinging between her legs. Molly raised her ass a little more and lowered her head to bed. Her head was turned towards the mirror. She was breathing heavily between her mixed grunts and moans and then I felt her body jerk in my hands. That hot slick pussy grabbed at my cock tightly.

"Yeah, baby, cum for me baby, that right, feel it baby!" I grunted to Molly.

Molly jerked. Her ass wiggled back at me, she moaned loudly and I felt her give me all that she had. Looking down I saw she had her eyes shut and her face was buried into the bed spread. Her arms were stretched out over her head and she was gripping the end of the mattress under the headboard with both hands. The headboard rocked and banged against the wall as I pumped her hard. She came hard two maybe three times and then I felt the tension go out of her body. She relaxed a little under my dark hands and I slowed the pace of my fucking to an easy gentle sliding of my wet cock in and back out of her soaked pussy. Molly squirmed her ass a little as she was coming down off her high. I heard her give a small sigh of contentment but I was not done with her. My cock was still rock hard and my balls heavy with my seed.

Bending over her bare back, I reached out and took her arms by her wrists. I pulled them back to me past her ass and gripped them tightly as I plowed deep in her. Holding her back all the way to thrusting hips, my cock head pounded deeply in her time and time again. Molly moaned and thrashed under me but I held on to her tightly. She squealed as I went faster and harder.

"Pussy is mine Molly, all mine", she heard me say.

With longer harder strokes, I used her for my pleasure and she responded to my rough fucking. Her upper back and neck were showing the pink blush of her excitement, she grunted in rhythm to my fucking. When I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock again, felt her body jerk below me again, heard her whimpering my name over and over again with each breath, my cum exploded deep in her. I felt my cock pump thick streams of my seed deep in her and I held her pinned against my thighs. Molly groaned and turned her head to see us in the mirror and her body quivered again with orgasm.

My thrusting hips slowed down and I gently released her wrists. Molly surprised me by leaning back up on her knees, reaching back and up around my neck with her left hand and bringing her mouth to mine. She kissed me softly as a thank you with no remorse in her eyes. My dark arms went around her and we slipped down across the bed together.

Taking one of the pillows from under the bed cover, I wedged it against the head board as I lay on my back. Molly was on her side with her head resting on my dark hairy chest. She was looking down at her right hand slowly caressing my semi hard cock. It was sticky from the drying cum. Her soft dark hair felt good against my fingers as I caressed it. We were both quite. A lot had happened that evening and she was deep in thought. She had to be thinking about what happened this evening and where it would lead. My eyes moved between her white legs lying across mine, the sight of her slim fingers lovingly toying with my cock and the top of her head as she lay on my chest.

With out lifting her head, or stopping her hand moving over my cock she soft told me, "Jerald I should not be here. I should not be with you. Mike made me so mad this evening and it just seems like the last few years we have drifted apart but it is still wrong for me to be here. "

I gently rubbed my hand over her head but did not speak, and she continued, "When I am with you, you make me feel so alive so sexy. The way you want me, the way you make me do things that I would never do for Mike."

Molly said this and then took my sticky cock in her mouth. She ran her it over her lips and bathed the head with her tongue. Then she licked the shaft and tasted her pussy juice mixed with my black seed. As she licked my cock I head her hair back so I could watch her pretty face and red lips as she cleaned me.

While she was cleaning my cock pleasing me with her mouth, I told her" Baby when you do that for me, when you do the things that I tell you, like taking off your bra for me to feel your tits or not wearing panties for me, you know that it pleases me. You know it makes me want you even more baby. The facts are baby, that is what you want, for me to want you, for me to take you. Molly when I want you that way, you get what you are looking for, you get what you need . You get it from me baby and we end up serving each other in different ways, that is why we fit together so good."

Molly did not respond, she kept working my now rock hard cock with her fingers and her warm wet tongue and lips. She opened wide and took the round head between her lips and reached down to cup my balls. She worked to take it deeper but could only take but the first three inches the way she was laying across me. Her right leg was sliding back and forth across my legs as she sucked. She lifted her leg higher and I felt the heat and wetness of her pussy press to my knee.

With a smile on my face I pulled her head from my cock and told, "Ride it bitch, ride my cock. Cum on it and beg for me to pump my load in you."

Her eyes were shinning brightly as I pulled her up to me and positioned her wet pussy over my hard cock. Molly moved up on her feet and straddled me. She reached between her spread legs and took my cock in her hand. As she held it still, she lowered her wet cunt down on it. I reached out and took both her hands in mine. With my arms bent, my elbows back on the bed, I held her small hands in mine as she looked down into my face with her blue eyes and rode my black cock. She rode it the way she wanted, setting the pace either fast or slow. She would come almost all the way off it and then slowly slide back down the slick shaft. Molly would grind to me and feel the head deep in her before squeezing the head with her pussy muscles. She rode me for over 20 minutes before she threw her head back and came hard on my black cock. As she moaned with pleasure I shot another load deep in her. After a minute or so, she came down from her high, she opened her eyes and looked down at me. Then she leaned forward, kissed my lips tenderly before laying her head beside mine. My hands released hers and moved up around her back as I held her to my chest.

cont......

Molly was arelax in my arms after a few minutes. Her breathing was steady and relaxed. I knew that we had both what we wanted. It is always good to fuck a lady to relax. The bed cover pulled loose from each side and I wrapped it around her bare back. Her soft breasts were pressed to my broad dark hairy covered chest. Her hands were on my shoulders and her head was beside mine against the pillow. The takes and the difference in time span had me feeling relaxy as well and after a short time of lying there and enjoying the feel of her fine white body against mine I dozed off.

Molly stirred a little as she slept and I slowly rolled her off my body. My now soft cock head slipped from her leaking pussy as I rolled her onto her side next to me. After brushing her hair back from her pale pretty face, I moved across the bed to the other side, so as not to wake her, and went around the bed to the restroom. When I came back out Molly was sitting up on the bed. She looked over at my dark bare body framed by the light in the bathroom behind me. She did not speak but got to her feet, with her eyes fixed on mine and came to where I was standing in the bathroom door. Standing still, I felt her arms go around my shoulders, felt her body press to mine and her lips move to mine. She opened her mouth for my tongue. Our tongues danced lightly against each others. My right hand was in the small of her back, pressing her hips to me and my left hand held her head still. For minutes we kissed as lovers, tender soft movements of our lips to each other, Molly sucking my tongue into her mouth, then me sucking hers. My cock swelled between us again and she felt it pressing to her bare belly. When I dropped my left hand slowly down her back to her soft ass Molly tensed a little in my arms. When my right hand moved to the other cheek and I lifted her from her feet to carry her back to the bed, she wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my hips and my cock rested against her sex.

After just a step or two, with her clinging to my dark body, my hard cock making my intentions know, she pleaded in my ear, "Please Jerald, not again tonight, I am sore and I need to get home to check on the youngren. "

She was in my arms with her supple, body clinging to mine. Her married pussy was open, inviting with her legs wrapped around me. She held to me tightly, her head against my dark chest, she presented her body to me, openly showing me that she was mine, that her body was for my pleasure, but she was pleading with me not to hurt her. She was worried about her kids and wanted to check on them as well.

Turning back towards the bathroom I set her back down on her feet. She kissed me in the middle of my chest as and then slipped past me to get her skirt, blouse, shoes, and purse from the floor beside the bed. She clutched the blouse to her bare tits as she moved past me to the bathroom and shut the door with a smile. There was nothing for me to do, I had already made the decision to let her go, for the night, and so I reached down and picked my clothes up from the floor. My cock had our dried cum on it as I pulled my pants up over it. I went bare under the pants. Already I was thinking that I could get her to suck me off as I drove her home.

After putting on my shirt and shoes, I sat back down on the bed and waited for Molly. Thoughts were popping in my head as I sat there.What do I do if Mikey boy is up waiting for us? Do I kick his ass in his own house in front of Molly or do I just drop her off at the door? This could get real interesting. How far can I push on Mikey boy? How far will Molly let it go before she has to make a stand between d my black cock and her not caring, fat ass, little dick husband? No, I am going to see her inside, no fucking way I am going to just drop her off at the door. From there I will just see what happens. Then I had another thought, what if those damn kids are still up waiting on their mom? It will be time to just walk away for the night. No use in making them see what would happen, they are just kids, and it would be hard to explain. Yeah, getting between Molly and Mikey is one thing, but getting between her and the kids, hell I do want any part of that.

She got a low whistle from me again as she stepped out of the bathroom. She had brushed her long dark hair, put on fresh lipstick, and she had refreshed her perfume again. The black blouse was pulled down tight. She had taken the bra from her purse and was wearing it again. The white skirt was a little wrinkled but damn her legs still looked hot in the sexy black heels. After being with me all evening, us fucking twice and having my hands all over her, she was still trying to look her best for me.

"Damn baby, you know I like the way you look undressed but you look damn good dressed too." I praised Molly and she rewarded me with a smile.

Standing up beside the bed, I asked, "Are you ready baby?"

She was nervous. It was going to be a tense situation when we got to her house and her voice was shaky a little unsure as she answered, "Yes."

Holding her close to me, we left the room, took the steps down to the lobby and made the short walk to my car. Molly remembered from before and waited beside the passenger door for me to open it.

I opened the door, "You remembered what I told you baby."

Molly looked up at me after she got into the car and before I shut the door said, "You trained me well."

I paused before shutting the door, looked down into her eyes, wondering if she had misspoke or if she knew what she was telling me. Her blue eyes did not lie and I smiled as I shut the door behind her.

Our hands rested on the seat between us. My dark fingers were interlaced with her slim white ones as Molly gave me the directions for each turn to her house. After a couple of turns, I lifted her hand from the seat and placed it on cock in my khaki pants. Molly slowly obeyed my unsaid command and traced the outline of it in my pants with her fingers. She undid the seatbelt and tucked her legs up under as she leaned more to me. My right arm was around her shoulders as she used her left hand to please me. She kept her eyes ahead, watching the road and pointing out each turn. She had told me she lived about only about 10 miles from the hotel but it was all city driving no interstate. It usually took her about 30 minutes in the morning rush hour.

We stopped at a traffic light and Molly turned to look at me. When she did I instructed her, "Take it out Molly."

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I held her eyes with mine even after the light changed for us. Molly glanced over and saw the green light and she knew that I was not going to move until she did what I wanted. She gave just a little smile before looking down. I started driving again as she pulled my pants open and took my cock in her hand.

Molly pulled it just a couple of times before looking at me and saying with a teasing voice, " It is too bad you do not know the way " and then with a quick bob of her head she leaned over and ran her teasing tongue quickly over the head of my cock before lifting back up.

With her left hand slowly pulling my hard cock she leaned into me and said, "I would suck your black cock so good you would never forget it.

She pressed her tits to my side now as she continued, "You want that Jerald, do you sir? Want to feel my hot mouth on your cock, want to fuck my married mouth like you trained me sir?" she teasingly whispered softly in my ear.

Her nasty talk and her actions were such a change, it was a shock, but it brought a smile to my face. Here was this once shy, sexy, married wife stroking my thick black cock in her small white hand, calling me sir, teasing me with thoughts of her hot mouth, while telling me how good she could suck my black cock. My hot little slut was trying to take a little control by making me want her. She was pushing me just a little, teasing me, making me desire her more. She was doing exactly what I had told her in the hotel room. She was testing me, playing a new game and we both knew where it would lead but at this moment she felt like she was in control.

"Damn I knew I should have dropped you back on the bed and fucked you hard before we left. Never should have let you ride my black cock like you did. Damn baby now you think you can get away with anything."

Molly laughed just a little, leaned down again and sucked my cockhead for just a quick moment. Her tongue made a quick flick over the head before lifted her head back up and asked, "You like that sir?"

I thought of just pulling off at the next turn, grabbing her by the hair, jerking her head down to my lap, and fucking her mouth, but I had to admit I was enjoying her little game too. So instead I asked, "Is it much farther baby, what is the address?"

Molly smiled and leaned into me. She rubbed her tits against me. Her hand jerked my hard cock as she whispered in my ear, about 10 more minutes and then her address. I drove for another mile and then pulled into the empty parking lot of a small bakery store. Her hand stopped stroking my cock for just a moment as she waited to see what I was going to do. Her eyes were wide, was I going to make her suck me off beside the road, was I going to pull her across the car and fuck her like I said I should have done before we left? There was a look of uncertainty and excitement in her eyes. Molly was wondering if she pushed me too far with her game of the teasing, submissive servant. Not saying a word, I pulled my right hand from around her shoulder and pushed the button for the sync navigation system. Molly watched without speaking as the dim blue screen came on and I keyed in the address that she had given me.

I took a fistful of her long dark hair, turned her face to mine and looked into those intelligent, sexy, blue eyes for a short moment. Then I jerked her head down to my lap. Molly made a soft grunt as I pulled her over the seat but did not resist. I felt her breath on my cock head and then I heard a soft moan come from her as the round smooth head of my cock pushed past her lips into her wet mouth.
Gripping her tightly by the hair, I held her head in my lap as I pulled the car back onto the road. Molly jerked my shaft with her right hand now. Her left arm was pinned under her against the seat. She worked the swollen dark head with her mouth and tongue. I knew she tasted the now familiar mix of our dried cum on my cock as she sucked on and licked my cock like I had trained her to do.

"Hell yeah, that it baby, suck my black cock like I trained you. You know what I like do it slut. Serve my black cock Molly. Serve me bitch." I told her and she again moaned with pleasure at my words.

After hearing this, she shifted across the seat and got on her knees. Molly stroked my cock with her left hand and massaged my balls with her right. She sucked me like a whore that was trying to get me off as fast as she could. Her mouth was hungry on my cock and she moved her tits back and forth against the side of my right leg.

The navigation system called out the final four turns to her house and Molly heard each one. She worked my cock faster and I knew she wanted to get me off before we got to her house. It would have been easy to bust my nut in her pleasing mouth but I held back. I was not going to let her off that easy. She was going to have to finish me off in the driveway of her house. The idea of her leaning over the car seat and sucking me off in front of her neighbor's houses and her own was enough to make me hold back from flooding her hungry mouth.

I pulled to a stop and the sync announced that we had arrived at our destination. Molly tried to raise her head up but I kept it down as I was parked in the driveway in front of her much bigger than I expected house. I kept the motor running with the headlights on and turned on the interior light so I could see her working my cock better. With her head in my lap I looked up and saw there was only one light still on in the front part of the house. Mikey boy might still be up and see the lights in the drive but I did not give a cuckolds brownie if he came out and saw her mouth around my black cock. Molly was going to have to finish the game that she started.

Taking more control I used her mouth like a cunt. Bobbing her head on my fat cock, making her take more of it than she could handle, while leaning over the seat, had her gagging and spit running down my cock to my balls. Her fingers worked the pulsing shaft franticly as she tried to get me off in a hurry. She knew we were sitting in the driveway, where any neighbors out late could see. She did not know if Mikey was still up or not or if he would come out to check on us.

"You teasing little slut. Yeah, you got more than you asked for; see where that teasing leads you.

Take it baby, take my black cock. Fuck baby, you are so good, trained your real good, suck it like a whore." Molly heard me say to her.

She groaned just a little at my words. Then I told her, "This is what you wanted baby. I know it is, teasing me so I would take you. That pussy started heating up again when I put your hand my cock. Like I told you baby, you need it. Need to feel me taking you, need to feel me controlling you. Making you do those things you dream about but are scared to do."

Molly moaned in agreement to my words and heard me say, "Take it slut, take it slave, please me my white slut, take my cum in your married mouth Molly!"

My cock jerked and I filled her sucking hungry mouth with hot black seed as she leaned over the seat of my car in her driveway. The interior lights showing her face in my lap. Molly milked my cock dry with her left hand and pursed her lips over the head as she took the last of my cum in her mouth. It was out of her control and she knew it. She was not hurrying to get me off, worried about the neighbors or her husband coming out. It was my decision of when I was through with her. Molly kept her head down in my lap, my cock in her warm mouth, holding my balls, without either of use speaking until my cock softened. Molly then raised her head from my lap, tucked my black stick back into my pants, pulled the zipper up and buttoned them for me.

to be continued..........

Thanks, this just gets better and better..........

..continued....usual disclaimers..not a story of my own writing....


"Thank you sir" was her only words as she lifted her eyes to mine.

Then she turned back around and reached for the door handle. She got out of the car without me opening the door for her and started towards the front door. I caught up with her in a couple of steps and grabbed her hand to stop her.

"You did not follow the rules" I told her.

"I was not sure that you were getting out" she stammered to me.

"Of course I am baby," was my answer as I put my arm around her hips and walked her to the door.

She turned the door knob and before opening it looking back and up at me asked "If I asked you to leave now or wait here would you?"

With a soft answer of "No" my hand covered hers over the door knob and I pushed the door open.

The big five bedroom house was dark except of the light that I saw from the driveway. It was very quite but we heard the sound of a TV coming from the back of the house.

"Mike must be in the back den" Molly said slowly and carefully not sure if she should tell me or not.

Molly stood still, not sure of what to do. My arm was still around her. I moved my hand up to her lower back and pressed her forward towards the back of the house where the sound of the TV was coming from. Her heels made a loud clicking sound on the tile floor of the foyer and then the hard wood floor of the main entrance room before we turned a corner and stepped on soft carpet. A few steps later we looked into the den. Mikey boy was sitting in a large recliner on the far side of the room. His feet were up and a six pack of empty beer cans were around the chair. An almost empty pizza box held the last remaining slice of a pepperoni pizza. Molly snorted in disgust at the sight of her fat, slob, husband ****** in the chair. I pulled her from the room.

"You go upstairs and check on the kids, I will wait here, maybe clean some of this up so the kids will not see it in the morning."

After picking up the pizza box and remaining piece of pizza, I folded it and dropped it along with the cans into the small waste paper basket that was on the other side of the room. Molly had still not come back downstairs when I had another idea. I took my cell phone out and moved over where Mikey was. The recliner was in the far back position as stepped up next to it and I pulled out my black cock. Soft but still 5 inches I moved over and on laid the head on Mikey's lips. I took my cell phone in my right hand and held it away from us. With my left hand I took his arm by the elbow and placed his hand next to my black cock. My arm was down under his, my hand cupping his elbow as I lined up the picture. I clicked the button, pulled the phone over and checked the picture. It was good. His eyes were closed but it was a clear picture of my black cock on his face. It did look a little like his hand was on it but it was not obvious but I knew it would sure my purpose.

I heard Molly coming down the stairs. She must have taken off the heels because there were no clicking sounds on the steps. Quickly I pushed my cock back into my pants. I heard her coming across the wooden floor as I put my cell back into my pants and stepped away from Mikey. Molly came in and walked over to where he was. She immediately looked down and saw his wet sweat pants.

Playing the role of concerned friend I ignored the obvious and asked, "You took a while upstairs, is everything ok?"

She was too shocked to answer my question. Molly starred at her husband and said with disgust, "He peed on himself!"

I just shrugged my shoulders and looked at her shocked face.

She turned from him and said, "They were both in bed with their play clothes on. I know the sitter only stayed until 9:30 and they would have been in bed but Mike should have checked on them when he got home. I took the time to undress them both before tucking them in."

She looked back at Mike and I asked, "What do you want to do with him?"

"Just leave him there, I will come down in the morning and get him up before the kids see him" she answered.

We stood there for just a moment and then I took her hand and we walked silently to the front door before I turned to her and said, "Damn you are something else lady."
Before she could answer back I kissed her on the cheek, turned, opened the door and left. Sitting her in the drive as I keyed the address to the hotel back in, I looked up and saw her watching me from the doorway. She gave a small wave as I reached the top of the drive before turning down the street to head back to the hotel.

It was after 1:00 when I got back. The hot shower had me fully relaxed when I feel into the bed. Right away I was arelax and did not stir until the red numbers on the clock beside the bed were showing 7:00 AM. Molly would be at work in an hour. I will call her a little after 800 and make plans for lunch and then tonight. Damn, I did not even ask yesterday if she had plans for today. What the fuck, if she does she will just have to change them.



I got dressed and went down to the small gym on the first floor. As I lifted I made plans for what I wanted from Molly tonight and then I remembered the picture on my cell of Mikey boy. Shit that pic will be enough to make sure he stays the fuck out of the way. Moving over to the leg press, I knew what I wanted for that night. It would take some cash and a little planning, but what the hell did I have to do the rest of the day anyway. It was 8:10 when the last set was finished. After putting the weights back in place and wiping off the seats and back rest with a towel I had my day planned out. It was time to phone Molly.

She sounded tired when she answered hello but perked up when she heard my voice. She told me that she had gotten up early and Mike was already up. They did not speak in the morning and he left for work earlier than usual. She dropped the kids off at school and came into to work. She gave me a soft almost embarrassed answer of yes, when I asked her if she was still sore that morning. There was silence on her end for several seconds when I told her that was ok. It just meant that I was going to fuck her sexy round white ass again, like I did in Charlotte. Her answer was a mix between a gasp of shock and her submissive admittance of," I know." After this short conversation she asked me to call her back in an hour. She had to attend a meeting at 8:30.

That was fine, it would give me some time to get breakfast and make the few calls that I need to make for the day. I took out the lap top and looked up the number for Mikey boy at work. It was easy to find, since Molly had told me the name of the company. I wrote it down and then looked up the other two numbers that I needed. Yeah, this was going to be easy, real smooth.

Breakfast was at the same café down the street. The coffee was good and strong and the waitress was a cute, older, maybe mid forties, kind of round blonde that liked to flirt. We chatted for just a couple of minutes before she took my order. I enjoyed looking at her round ass as she took an order from another customer or cleared a table across from me. She glanced back after feeling my eyes on her one time and gave me a smile. I was not foolish enough to misunderstand the meaning behind the smile. Hell she worked for min wage and lived off tips. I left her a Jackmister for the 8.00 breakfast and heard, come back tomorrow as I stepped outside.

I went back up to my room and phoned Mikey boy.

He answered on the first ring, "This is Mike."

"Good, this is Jerald" I cheerfully told him.

"What do you want?" was his stiff answer.

He could have said what the hell do you want, what the fuck do want, why are you calling me, or a number of other things. The thing I noticed was he did not cuss me. Either he is in a room with somebody close that could hear, is feeling intimidated or maybe embarrassed about last night. Hell it did not matter which one it was, he was going to do what I wanted.

Taking charge, but staying under control I answered him, "Damn boy, just checking to see how you are doing today. Last time I saw you, you were in that chair ****** and had pissed yourself."

He knew now that I had been in his house. He had to be wondering how long I was there, what went on while he was ****** and had to be ashamed of waking up in the wet piss soaked sweat pants. There was no way that he could think anything but the idea that he had pissed all over himself.

"Mikey boy, you were really fucked up. I bet your fat ass does not even remember what happened when I got there." I told him. Except for the picture and me pissing on him there was nothing for him to remember but it would open the door for what I wanted.

His voice was lower now, confirming that there was someone in the office with him as he answered, "I do not know what you are talking about."

I laughed at him and said, "Well you know the old saying Mikey boy. A picture is worth a thousand words. Give me your email and I send you a pic that explains is all. "

"I can not do that here. All our email is screened. "He answered in a low voice.

"Guess you out of luck then Mikey boy. Maybe you can ask Molly about what happened and she will tell you. "

"Molly? That picture you got is of her and you? Isn't it? "He asked in that low voice so no one would hear.

Ignoring his question, I answered him with, "Tell you what Mikey boy, I will send it to your phone. Give me the number boy."

Yeah, I was talking down to him and could tell he did not like it but he was following my plan to the letter. He was going to do what I told him to and not even bitch about it.

He gave me the number and then I told him, "Call me back after you get the pic."

I sent the pic and a minute or so later my cell rang and I answered with "Hey Mikey boy."

It was obvious he had found a more private spot when he yelled back into the phone, "What the hell is this cuckolds brownie."

"That Mikey boy, is my cock on your face, with your hand on it. Damn are you that fucking stupid you can not see that!"

"How the hell did you get that! " He yelled again.

I laughed into the phone before telling him, "Settle down Mikey boy, nobody has seen that pic except you and me. Molly has not seen it and does not need to see it but you and I got to come to an agreement."

"Agreement with you! Fuck you! I am not agreeing to cuckolds brownie with you!" he yelled into the phone.

I smiled, now we are getting somewhere, the boy is fired up, feeling brave, talking cuckolds brownie. Hell yes, it is going to feel good to bring his ass down and fuck his wife again.

"Mikey boy, it will take me about 10 minutes to do a Google search, find some fucked up gay bulletin board for the Denver area, post this pic with your name and the phone number you just gave me with it." I informed him.

He was silent, I went on, "What do you think I ought to post as the message? You got any ideas? Oh yeah, here is one, Fat white boy for black cock. How about that? You like that one Mikey boy? Answer me boy!"

He could have hung up. He could have called my hand, told me to go ahead and post it. He should have but he answered me, all the false bravery out of his voice as he asked "What do you want."

So I told him, "This is what you are going to do boy. Just like last night, you are going to do nothing but stay the hell out of my way. Molly and I are going to go out again tonight. There will be three tickets at the will call window at Coors field for the game tonight, yeah I bought them for your sorry ass. You call me when you get there and I will give you the name they are under. You be the good dad and take your kids to the game. Get there early, around 6:00 for batting practice. Make sure you stay for the whole game before coming back home. I am only going to be here for two more days Mikey boy. You just do what I tell you. Act like you did last night, like you do not give a cuckolds brownie what she does; only think of yourself and these two days will be over before you know it."

I disconnected the call. He would do what I wanted. He did not want to be embarrassed. No the picture was not real good and easy to see that he was not sucking my cock but it would make somebody ask how he got a black cock on his face. Also from meeting him and seeing him, I knew his fat ass was lazy, he would take the easy way out and I gave it to him. All he had to do was nothing. As for the tickets, I did not call the stadium. His sorry ass would find that out when he called me from there. Then it would be too late to take the kids back home. They would be too disappointed after being told about the game. He will be stuck.

More of the story......

Feeling good, I called another number that I looked up. It was for the Radismister downtown. I booked a room for the next two nights. This place was okay but it would be good to get another place and it would work into my plan better. Caught a little bit of Sports Center and then called Molly at 9:45.

"Hello baby, did that meeting go the way you wanted?" I asked her.

"It was ok but I am so tired. I am glad it is a short day today." She answered me.

I was surprised so I asked, "Short day, what do you mean by short day baby?"

"I only work until 12:00 on Friday" she relied.

"Damn that is sounding good to me Molly, I like that! That will give us all afternoon together." She heard me say.

No answer from her end for a minute or so and then she said, "Jerald I am sorry. I should have told you earlier, I had scheduled both of the youngren's dental check ups for this afternoon. I have to pick them up at school at 1:00 and be at the dentist at 1:30. I am so sorry."

Shit, that is one of the problems with fucking married women, the kids get in the way at times, I was thinking but I answered her with, "That's ok baby, I was counting on having some sweet Molly for my lunch today but I can wait till this evening."

I knew she was blushing on the other end, "Your pussy taste so damn sweet baby, I woke up this morning with a hard on thinking about it. Thinking about you baby."

She knew where my talk would lead us, she knew what I wanted and changed the subject after a short time by saying, "Jerald, I am not sure that I can make it tonight. I mean all that happened last night, and I promised the kids that we would stop and get ice cream like we always do on the way home from the dentist. When they get good check ups we stop by the arcade at the mall and they play games for an hour or so. I will not be home until after 5:00 and Mike will be there then. I am not sure I will be able to leave again. Mike might have plans."

When she finished with the comment about Mike having plans it could not have better timing for me. I dropped the bomb on her, "I talked to Mike a few minutes ago. He does have plans. He is going to take the kids to the Rockies game tonight. They are leaving around 5:15 to make sure they are there for batting practice at 6:00."

She gasped a little, then said, "You talked to Mike!!?"

"Yes I did. We had a nice talk about last night and when I told him how much fun you had dancing with me last night, he came up with the idea of him taking the kids to the game while we went out. "

She was speechless and I took advantage of it, "He was real understanding of the situation. I told him we would not be back until late and he said the game will not be over until 10:00 anyway. "

Molly finally answered with "Jerald, I do not know. I mean he never goes to a game or takes the kids out by himself."

"I explained to him that I was only here in town for a couple more days so it would only be tonight and tomorrow before I left and he said he understood. "

The idea had been planted last night, by his own stupid fat ass and supported by all of my attention to her finally became clear to her. He did not care and I did.

Molly answered with a little depression in her voice, "Okay Jerald."

I teased her, to try and pick her up by saying, "Okay Jerald? Damn Molly what happened to the sir?"

She answered a little lighter with "Yes sir."

"Oh yeah, I changed hotels, I wanted to get one with a bigger workout room. I will be staying at the Radismister. You meet me in the bar around 6:30. We can have a take and you can pick the place for us to eat before we go dancing." I told Molly.

"The downtown Radismister?" She asked.

"Yes, that is the one, I will see you at 6:30" and I clicked off.

Damn only a couple of hours before she leaves work. I am going to have to move fast. I gathered up my few things and went downstairs to check out. I was going to wait until after noon, I had planned on fucking Molly again before leaving but that was not going to work. After checking out, I put my bag and laptop in the trunk of the car and made the short walk over to the mall that was down the street. It was the same mall that I had *******ed time in when I arrived Wednesday night. It had the things that I needed for the evening. First I went into one of the stores for the younger crowd. There was a short black leather skirt in the display window that had caught my eyes Wednesday night. It came down to just about mid thigh on the display, maybe three inches below the crotch. When the young college age girl clerk asked me Molly's size I did not know. I looked around the store and used the old trick of pointing out another customer of the same shape and height as Molly. She said it would be a 5-6. Just in case it was too big, I also got a bright red leather skinny leather belt to go with the skirt, paid for both and left.

A few stores down was the lingerie store that every mall has. Victoria's Secret. Now that I knew her size it was easy to pick out the black thigh high stockings and garter belt that was going with the skirt. As the attendant went to the back room to get what I needed I looked around and saw on display a black lace low cut bra that fit under the nipples while pushing up the breasts. My cock twitched in my pants as I thought about Molly's long nipples in the bra. A couple of minutes later I had the stockings, garter, and matching bra in the shopping bag with the leather skirt. I guessed 36 c on the bra. If anything it would be too little and that was fine the way it designed to fit.

Now to get a top for my shy little white wife that was going to be my sexy slut for the night. I looked into all the stores and in the windows but did not see anything that I liked right away. I glanced at my watch and was running out of time. I knew that I did not have time to go to another place before Molly left work. Almost at the end of the mall, I found what I was looking for. It was a very sheer white button up blouse that was designed to be worn with a ladies business jacket. It was conservative in cut but very sexy, just like Molly. It would do very nicely. I got the blouse after explain the size thing again to the clerk. She was nice enough to give me a very nice looking gift box that would hold all of the items that I had for Molly.

Before leaving the mall I stopped and got a card for the box and wrote; the shoes from last night will look good with this. You know you please me Molly. Jerald. I did not tell her to wear what was in the box, it was understood. I knew she would and knew that she would be there at the hotel at 6:30

Walking out of the mall I turned and walked back up the street the few blocks to Molly's office building. It was 11:40, plenty of time to get the box delivered to her. I stepped inside the building and checked the business directory on the wall. I took the elevator up to her floor and stepped out. It was easy to find the main reception area it was directly in front of the elevator. The older lady behind the circular desk looked up at I walked over. When she asked what I needed I handed her the box and asked her to have it delivered to Molly before she left for the day and told her it was important. She looked at my dark face and I assumed she thought I worked for a delivery company or in the building mail room. She pointed over to the other side of the office down the hall. Molly's office is just down there, fifth door on the right. I thanked her and turned towards she had been pointing.

The door was open and I walked in. Molly was on the phone at her desk, her eyes fixed on the green glow of the computer screen in front of her. She did not look up until I placed the box down on her desk. Her eyes flew wide and she started to end the conversation that she was having. I waved my hand as a no to her. Her puzzled light blue eyes looked up at me only to see me smile before I turned and left.

After leaving Molly, the next stop was the Radismister. Once again the sync system put me right on it. It was very nice, very big, and really clean. I was pleased to see that it had a very large bar in the lounge. The workout room was bigger and the pool did not have that over powering smell of chlorine.

My room was on the 8th floor and when I pulled back the curtains I had a good view of the sky line and the mountains in the background. The bed was a double and there was a mirror over the dresser. I liked that. I changed into a swim suit and went down to the pool. My cell went off as I walked through the lobby. I looked down and saw that it was T calling me.

"Hey, little brother what's up?"

"Just sitting her thinking bout how I am gonna spend that 500.00." He answered.

I laughed, " You better be thinking bout how you gonna pay me the 500.00."

"You got a pic for me?" he asked.

I laughed, I did not have a pic of Molly and me but I knew I had plenty of time left. I told him, "Yeah I got one already for you brother. You hang up and I send it to you. You never gonna believe this cuckolds brownie."

I sent the pic and walked on out to the pool. There was not anybody there except me. I took a chair where I would be in the sun and be able to check out anybody that came through the doors to the lobby. Just about the time I got comfortable and pulled my shades on the cell rang.

I looked down, saw it was T and was laughing as said "Hello."

"What the hell is this cuckolds brownie brother? You done gone fucking queer? Those mountains have got you all fucked up. Must be the high altitude?" He then fetishd with laughter.

"Told you that you would never believe me. That is Molly's husband Mike. ***** off his ass when I took the pic. I am using it to make sure he keeps out of my way while I am here." I explained to him.

"Big Brother, I do not know how you did it but I think my ass is in trouble on this bet." Terrence answered.

I answered him with, "Five bennies T, five bennies. Oh yeah, what was that cuckolds brownie you kept saying when I was leaving your place last Wed. What was it again, oh yeah, easy money. That is what you were saying."

"Damn man, I just called to check on you. Make sure your big ass was not in the hospital with a gun shot wound and you giving me cuckolds brownie. " He answered me like he was hurt and we both knew he was cuckolds brownieting me.

"No T, not yet little bro but I make sure you are the first to know if it happens."

We talked for a couple more minutes before he hung up. The sun felt good on my dark skin. It was a lot cooler in Denver. I shut my eyes behind my dark glassed and took a nap for a couple hours. The noise from some kids in the pool woke me up. Glancing around I saw a family of five that looked Asian. The kids were all little, less than 8 years old I would guess. The dad was in the pool splashing with them and the mom was sitting up on a deck chair watching. I checked her out for a minute as she watched her family in the water. She had her legs closed, leaning forward a little in the chair while watching her kids. I started at the bottom and worked my way up, nice toned legs, sweet little tits, long dark hair and sexy eyes. Leaning back in chair I shut my eyes again and thought for a few moments about how it would be to fuck that Asian pussy. There was a smile on my face as I dozed off again in the warm sun.

...continuation..
When I woke up the pool was empty again. My stomach was telling me that I had missed lunch. There was a restaurant in the hotel that looked good, so I went up to my room, took a shower and changed before going back down to grab a bite. A big cheeseburger and a cold beer was enough for me. After leaving signing the bill for my room and leaving the waiter a tip I went back out on the street and walked around for an hour or so just to ******* the time. At a few minutes after 6:00 I was back up in my room changing clothes to meet Molly. A pair of casual, white pants and a dark blue polo shirt would do just fine for the evening. I knew the pants would be a big contrast to my dark skin and the shirt was tight over my arms and chest.

Pushing my cell phone in my pocket, I took the elevator down to the large bar in the lounge of the hotel. It was 15 minutes until Molly was supposed to be there but for what I was planning it really did not matter if she was on time or not. It was Friday evening but not very busy at that time of day. There were some business guys that had obviously stopped by after work and others that looked like they were staying at the hotel. Maybe half of the seats at the bar were filled. After getting a take from the bartender I took a seat in a booth near the back of the lounge. The booth was at an angle to the large mirror behind the small stage. I was sitting facing the stage but away from the bar. From where I was sitting, by looking into the mirror I could every seat at the bar, except the ones around the corner of the bar. The Coors light draft tasted good as I took a big draw from the frosted mug. I stretched my legs out, put my feet up on the booth seat across from me and relaxed. My cell was on the table next to my beer as I watched the action in the bar.

At 6:25 she walked in. I saw her reflection in the mirror as she entered from the lobby door. She looked so fucking fine that my heart skipped a damn beat. Hell yes, she had on the tall, slut making heels, the black stockings, the short black leather skirt, the thin red leather belt, and the sheer white blouse. Molly was holding a small red leather purse that matched the belt. Even from the distance I was at, I could see the dark outline of the black bra underneath the sheer white blouse. She turned around a couple of times, as she looked around the bar for me. She was wearing her hair different this evening as well. She had pulled up high on her head and it was held by a dark comb. It was the same way that she had worn it the first night we were together in Charlotte. I knew that she had remembered that I liked it that way.

I raised my beer in a private salute to my sexy bitch and took another sip but did not get up to meet her. I leaned a little to side to make sure that my face was not in the mirror as I watched her take a seat at the end of the bar away from the door she came in. It was the end of the bar closest to my booth. Molly had gotten the attention of every guy in the place during that short walk. There were 15 or more sets of eyes on her as she took her seat at the bar. All of them watched as she tried to keep the short skirt pulled down low to cover the top of the stockings. The way she was sitting the skirt was long enough in the front but came up higher in the back under her thighs. She was not aware of it but there was a small pale strip of her white skin showing between the tops of the stockings and the bottom of the skirt in the back. Molly leaned forward a little in a subconscious effort not to show off her sexy tits, but made a direct effort to keep her legs tightly together and facing the bar. The bartender was there in a flash to get her take order. After he walked away, I saw her head turn again as she looked around the bar for me.

It only took 5 minutes for one of the business guys to make his way down the bar to the empty chair next to Molly. He was a well dressed older white guy with a hundred dollar hair cut and a dark suit. He looked like he was in his late forties or early fifties. Molly had been checking the door towards the lobby every minute or so and that was in the line of sight for the old guy. The cocky old fool thought that she had been checking him out. He pulled the chair out from the bar and moved to stand where it was. He leaned had one arm on the bar and was facing Molly. I could see his face but not hers. He said something and she turned away from him. He stood there without speaking for a short time and then tried again. Molly turned her head to him for just short time and he did not speak. Obviously she was speaking to him. His eyes got a little wider and his face changed expression but he did not leave. She turned away and looked back straight ahead when he finished speaking. Watching I saw him lean in closer to her, his hand went to the back of her chair and he spoke to her again.

This time Molly jerked her head around quickly at what he had said. He jumped back a little as she again said something to him. After just a few seconds he held both hands up, wide, and even with his face, in surrender. He dropped his head a little and made one last comment before turning and walking back to his old place at the end of the bar. His buddy that was takeing with him said something to him. I would have bet every dollar that I had that he was giving him cuckolds brownie about striking out with Molly because he took his take in his hand, downed it with a big gulp and they left.

I turned back to her and watched her look around again for me. She then took her phone from the small red leather purse and dialed. A few seconds later my phone was moving on the table next to my beer. It was on vibrate. I checked, yes it was her calling. I let it ring 4 times before answering.

"Hello Molly" I said.

Her voice gave away the uncertainty she was feeling. She was a confusion of emotions just like I wanted her to be. Molly was pissed at the old guy hitting on her. She was embarrassed about being dressed the way she was in a hotel bar alone. She did not know what to think about Mike speaking with me and then saying he would take the kids to the game. She was just a little worried that something might have happened to me because I was not there and at the same time she was mad at me for not being there.

"Jerald" she hesitated before going on and saying, "I am at the Radismister."

"That's good baby, real good. Wait for me there at the bar. Something came up, I will be there in a little while." I told her and then hung up on her. I wanted to keep her confused, keep her wondering and feeling exposed like she was.

Molly slowly pulled the phone from her ear, opened her purse and put it back inside. She reached down and picked up the glass of white wine and took a big gulp. She reached down and pulled at the hem of the skirt again and repositioned her feet in the four inch heels against the bottom run of the bar stool. She kept her eyes straight ahead, only glancing from time to time towards the door. She had been there 15 minutes. The bar tender came down to her with another glass of wine. She shook her head but then he said something to hear and set the take down. Molly turned and looked to her right and saw another horny mister of a bitch wave to her. He was smiling towards her and she gave him just a slight nod of the head. He was a lot younger than the last one that she shot down. He looked to be in his late twenties and short. He could not have been more than 5'6".

Balding in the front with a bit of a belly, he was dressed casual with a light blue golf shirt and faded red shorts. The little guy looked like he was on his way home from the golf course. He mistook the slight nod as an invitation not a polite thank you and started down the bar towards Molly. She had turned back forward and did not see him coming towards her. He staggered a bit as he walked and I saw him looking her up and down. The chair that the old guy had pulled away from the bar was still where he left it. Shorty leaned to the bar and starred with his glassy eyes at Molly's tits.

Molly turned and sitting on the stool she was eye level with him. He looked up quickly and said something to Molly. I could not tell if she answered but I do not think she did, she turned her head back forward and ignored the little guy. He left after just a few moments. The bar was 0 for two. The others in the bar had seen what happened and they continued to look her up and down but they did not make any moves towards her. My beer was gone but I was not ready to meet Molly yet. I picked up my phone and called her. She fumred hurriedly with her purse but picked up on the second ring.
"Jerald where are you" she asked with a little panic in her voice as she turned to look towards the entrance in the hope I would be there.

"Not sure baby, but close real close I think I will be there shortly" I answered.

"You okay baby, you sound upset?" I asked her.

"I am all right, I just wish you were here with me" was her answer.

"Just a few more minutes, have a take, relax baby. We got all evening together."

"Yes sir" Molly answered with a giggle and I knew she felt better.

Looking into the mirror it was easy to see her saw her profile as turned back to the bar and put the phone back in her purse. She did not look as tense. Molly set the empty wine glass out in front of her and raised the free full glass to her lips. She took one big take and then another couple of small sips before putting the now half full glass back down. Damn! That lady is takeing to get takes. This evening is going to be very entertaining. Sitting there I decided that I was going to wait until she finished the second glass of wine before showing up. It was not a long time, maybe 10 minutes before she put the empty glass back down and took her purse in her hand. For just a moment I thought I had fucked up and she was leaving. Leaning out of the booth I turned and watched as she left the bar. After stepping into the lobby, Molly turned left towards the ladies room, not to the right towards the main entrance. No, she was not leaving yet.

Holding my empty glass in my hand I walked up to the bar next to where Molly had been sitting. The bar tender noticed me right away and walked over to see if I wanted another beer. He gave a little, snort and then smirked when I ordered another beer and asked what the lady that was sitting here was takeing.

"She is takeing white wine," he answered.

"Bring another glass of that too." I told him.

He shook his head a little like I was wasting my time and walked down to the end of the bar. One of the guys at the end asked him something and he turned to look over his shoulder at me before answering. They both laughed at what he said but I could not hear it. He set the takes down in front of me and I signed for them on my room tab before he walked away.

The original idea had been to have Molly dressed up sexy and powerd to wait alone for me at the bar. I knew that she would be hit on at the bar and would feel exposed, vulnerable without me there. It was not in her nature to flirt and would be very relieved when I got there. The part of the plan was working really well but I also got a bonus from this. These sorry cuckolds brownies that had tried to hit on her were now sitting at the other end of the bar, ready to see me get shot down. Shit, if they could not get anywhere with her, how could a black man, they were thinking. I laughed inside and took a big draw of my beer, turned and raised my hand in a wave to those sorry little white dick fuckers.

The empty chair that the old guy had pulled away from the bar was still there. I pulled it up close to where Molly had been sitting. The full glass of wine that I had ordered was sitting in front of her chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Molly come back into the lounge but I did not turn that way. It got silent down at that end of the bar and then I heard a whistle and knew she had walked past them.

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Molly walked up to me with her back to them they could not see the big smile on her face as I started talking. They were all watching very closely, not knowing that she had been waiting for me.

"Damn you look good baby!" I told her and I moved my head up and down as I checked her out, making sure those cuckolds brownies at the end of the bar saw me.

She was beaming at me, very pleased that I was finally there and approved of the way she looked when I asked, "Do you like what I picked out for you Molly or are you just wearing it so you will look so fucking hot for me baby?"

Without hesitating Molly answered, "I wore it because you bought it for me and because I wanted to look that way for you."

Pushing her more I asked, "What way is that? What way did you want to look for me baby?"

"Hot......fucking hot....... for you Jerald," she answered by repeating my words to my surprise. I could not remember her so casually using the word fuck before.

"Turn around slowly and show me all you got for me tonight Molly," I ordered her while making a circle motion with my hand.

A blush crossed her face but she slowly turned around for me. I looked past her when she had her back to me and gave the boys at the end of the bar a smile as I nodded my approval of her.

When she finished the turn, I positioned the seat she had been sitting in towards me as I said," Hell yes, I like what I am seeing. Yeah, I like it a lot baby. Damn you have got it going on tonight! Have a seat baby. I asked the bar tender what you were takeing and got you another glass of white wine. The glass you left was empty."

Her eyes were shinning as she gave me a sexy smile after sitting down and replied,"Thank you Jerald, I mean sir."

I praised her choice of words by saying, "That is good baby; you know that is the answer that I like to hear. I like it when you work to please me."

I put my arm across the back of her chair, looked at her and thought, she had not even asked why I was not here on time. Molly does not question what I do or why I do it. She is pleased that I am here now because it makes her feel good, makes her feel special and yes, sexy. With my arm resting on the chair, my hand was in the middle of her back and I used my fingertips to lightly make small slow circles above the thin bra strap. It was easy to feel her skin under the thin white blouse.

"That feels nice, very nice sir." She told me after a few circles of my fingertips on her and leaned back into my hand a bit more.

"Yes, it does Molly" I agreed.

Her answers of sir, reminded me of an idea that we had played at before, and sitting at the bar with a bunch of white boys at the other end watching us made me bring it up again. I told Molly as I leaned into her more " Baby, sir is just another word for master."

Her eyes were sparkling as she questioned me "Master? You want me to call you Master?"

I moved my hand slowly up her back to her neck. Molly quivered, feeling my strong, dark, fingers on the back of her neck and hearing my words of," Not just call me Master, baby. When you talk the talk baby, you have got to walk the walk."

Molly felt my fingers tighten hard on her neck, her shoulders came up around her neck as she quivered again under my strong, controlling touch and groaned out her answer " Yesssss...yes, I willlll....I will Master."

I released my grip as and told Molly, "You do please me baby. Yeah you do."

She was smiling big at my compliment as looking into my dark face. Her legs were towards me with her knees pressed to my left thigh as I sat facing the bar and she confessed, " I have thought a lot about what you have told me and I know it is true. I want to please you Master, I want to serve you, Master. It pleases me to know I make you happy you Master."

I caressed her cheek with my dark fingertips and watched her turn her face more into my hand and kiss my palm. The bar boys were watching our every move. Molly was now fully facing them as she sat sideways along the bar. My profile was to them except when I was facing Molly. It was easy for them to see her in the space between me and the bar. My right hand was on her face and my left hand rested on her bare knee in the short black skirt.

Smiling at Molly's confession and her reaction to my touch, I told her, "Undo the top three buttons of that sexy blouse I bought you Molly."

There was no reamister to explain to her why I wanted her to do this. She trusted me to take care of her, knew that nothing would happen to her now that I was there and with those blue eyes on my dark ones she reached up and undid the top three buttons on the blouse. As her shaking fingers dropped from the last button the blouse stayed closed. When I tilted my head to the side, I could see the side of her milk white tits and her bare nipples over the lace trim of the half cup bra.

"Thank you Molly" I told her.

"Yes master" she replied in a steady unwavering voice.

I lifted my hand from her knee and brushed the back of it over her left nipple twice. Molly gasped in a breath at my touch and I felt her left hand grip my left knee through my white pants. Her nipple rose to my touch a few seconds later. It jutted out over the top of the bra and made a large hard point, pushing the white blouse up higher and away from her breast. Her face was pink again and her upper chest, that I could read like a book now, showed the blush of her sexual excitement. She knew that they had been watching her, starring at her since she came in. She knew now that they saw my dark hand on her breast, saw her blouse unbuttoned for me and her knees pressing to mine. Molly was aware that she gave into my complete control of her. She leaned over her bent knees to me and kissed my lips softly. While she was leaning over to kiss me I cupped her tit in my hand, gently squeezed it and Molly's moan of sexual passion vibrated on my lips.

Molly was holding nothing back from me. The two and half glasses of wine had lowered her inhibitions. That combined with Mikey's actions last night, the way she was dressed, the other men hitting on her before I came in, and my words of how we please each other echoing in her head, had Molly feeling, saying, and wanting things that she had felt before but had kept buried deep in her mind.

Her tongue brushed across my lips as a tentative, submissive offering of her mouth, of herself to me. I opened my mouth and fluttered my tongue against hers as I took her offering. Her blue eyes were closed when she raised her right hand up to touch, to softly hold my left cheek. Her left hand moved from my knee and pressed to the middle of my chest against my black short sleeve silk shirt. It was not a deep French kiss but an open kiss of our tongues dancing with each other. After a minute or so, I pulled my head back from my sexy submissive lady. My cock was swelling and starting to ache in my casual white pants. It was time for us to leave and start our evening together.

There was a little more noise coming from the boys at the end of the bar behind me. They had seen our sensual kiss and my dark hand on Molly's tit in the white blouse. It was time o give them one more, "kick in the nuts", before we left the lounge. After nodding to Molly's glass and watching her take the rest of her wine down I stood up. She took my offered dark hand as she stepped off the tall stool in the four inch black heels she was wearing. Last night she had stumred when the long spiked heel caught in the rung of the bar stool but tonight she kept her balance. Even so, I put my arm around her small waist to escort her from the bar.

Her long hard nipples got a lot of attention as we slowly walked towards the door. As we reached the door to leave I turned her to me and cupped her white face in my hands. Our profiles were to the white, boy, losers at the bar as I leaned over and kissed her soft lips again. They stared at us as Molly lifted her left hand to my face again. When her hand came up, her blouse pulled open a little more and exposed her left tit and the stiff long hard nipple to their jealous eyes. It was a quick kiss of less than half a minute but we both heard the nasty words and rough comments that they made. I turned Molly towards the door and looked over my shoulder at them with a knowing smile on my face. With my arm around the sexiest lady they had seen in a long time we left.

Molly told me the choices of the restaurants that she thought I would like, that were close by to the Radismister. She beamed when I told her that she knows what her Master likes, so pick one. The place she picked was very popular. We waited an hour at the bar before our table was ready. Molly only sipped at her wine. She knew she was close to her limit. I did not toy with her at the bar like we did before. We talked as friends, enjoyed each other's company and had a few laughs over our jobs. It was nice. We had a very good and relaxing meal at a small steak house a few blocks away. It was a casual place where you walked in and picked out the cut of meat you wanted from a display case. It was filet mignon for Molly and a rib eye for me. The service was quick and the side items very good.

Leaning forward just a little and across the small table where we sat, I brushed my hand over Molly's cheek and told her, "You do know what I like. This place was perfect."

Smiling she answered, "Thank you Master."

As a fact she had not stopped smiling or calling me Master all during the walk to the restaurant or the meal. Molly was not thinking of home, work, Mikey or the kids. It was just her and her Master.

She had left the blouse undone after we left the lounge. From time to time I would let her catch me looking down it at her tits. A couple of times I told her to pull it open for me. She did and each time her nipples would stiffen again after showing her breasts to me in public. It got her hot to serve me this way and it got me going to see her sexy body and to see her presentation to in another way.

After the dinner we walked back towards the hotel. Several times on the way back I stopped and kissed her. Each time I would run my hands up under the leather skirt and cup her bare ass. My fingertips would press to her hot pussy from behind and she would spread her legs as much as the tight, leather, skirt would let her. Molly would have her arms around my neck and push her tits to my chest as we kissed. Her pussy was hot and leaking juice. She was ready to fuck and to be fucked!

Molly was thinking that I was going to take her up to my room and fuck her but I had other ideas in mind. We walked past the hotel to the parking garage. She did not say anything about not going to the room after I told her that I wanted to take her dancing again. I opened her car door. Molly got in very slowly, as she got in; I saw all of that beautiful, bare, married pussy framed by the black stockings and garters. Molly could not have hidden it from me if she had tried. The skirt was too short for that but she did not try to hide her pussy. Like when she showed her tits to me, she did it because she wanted too. She wanted me to see her, to appreciate her sexy body, to know how much I desired her. Molly submitted her body to me for my approval and to satisfy me. She swung her right stocking, covered leg into the car and looked up at me with satisfaction and delight in her eyes.

"Do you like what you saw, Master?" she asked.

I did not answer her question with words but squatted down on my heels and took her legs by her knees. Lifting and pulling I pulled her legs back around to me until they were off the car seat and out the door. With a smile I jerked her legs up higher and buried my face between her thighs. Molly squealed when I jerked her legs up and then groaned loudly when I stabbed my tongue into her soaked pussy. I tongue fucked her for a minute or so and then flattened my tongue along her puffy pussy lips up to her clit. Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly as I sucked her clit into my mouth and rubbed my tongue over it. The wetness from her pussy was hot against my chin pressed to her opening as I tongued my slut. Molly started grinding her hips, pushing her pussy to my face. Her nails were gripping me tightly through the shirt and she was panting short little fast breaths.

She was moaning, "Master.....ooohhh...Master.....pleasssseee...Master Jerald" over and over.

Her pussy tasted so sweet and she was so close it would have been very easy to make her cum for me. I knew that if I pressed my finger up in her hot cunt while sucking her clit she would get off quickly but that was not going to happen yet. No, I was not going to let my slut cum yet, not here, not now.

She pleaded in a soft but urgent voice, "Please Master, Please Jerald" as she felt my mouth leave her stiff clit and me stand up.

Her eyes were fixed on mine as I stretched my arm down and pushed my finger up in her wet pussy. Molly's hips shook and her thighs twitched at the feel. She shut her eyes and laid her head back on the seat in the hope that I was going to get her off with my finger. After pressing two fingers in her and working them around to the sounds of her moans for a short time. I pulled them out and looked down at her. When she felt me stop again, she opened her eyes and I could see the confusion in them. Slowly I raised my glistening fingers to her mouth. Molly glanced down at them for just a moment and then her small hand moved up to my wrist. Molly held my hand still as she moved her mouth around and over my fingers to clean her cunt juice from them. She sucked and worked her tongue over my rough finger like they were my cock until she had licked them clean.

Her blue eyes were shinning as I told her, "Nice, very good Molly. You are learning baby."

A moment later I closed the door just a little and she pulled her legs back into the car. Looking through the window at my slut, I shut the door. Walking around the car, her eyes followed me through the windshield and watched as I got in the driver seat.

As soon as I shut the door behind me, Molly leaned across the seat and began sliding her left hand over my semi hard cock in the white pants. She looked at my face but did not speak as I started the car and entered the name of the club, that we were going to, into the sync system. A quick web search and some questions at the hotel and I had picked out the Proof. It was close by and it would be good for what I had in mind.

It was only a few blocks away and took longer to find a parking lot than it did to drive to it. We got a fenced in lot that was next to a building. After paying the attendant the 10.00, I parked in the back next to the building. I backed into the space, walked around and opened the door for Molly. She offered me another good look of her shaved, married pussy and I took it. The black garters framed it between her white thighs very well and the short skirt would hide nothing when she spread her legs like she did for me.

Molly got a lot of looks as we entered the club. It was a little early and we got a table off to the side. The table had three chairs and I placed two of them on the side facing the dance floor. Molly took the one to the right of me and snuggled up closer to me when I put my arm around her shoulders. The fingers of my right hand lazily brushed over Molly's right tit while we sipped our takes. From time to time I would turn and kiss her lips. When I did she would lean more to me and I would cup her breast in my hand and give it a squeeze which always brought a moan from Molly's lips. Occasionally I would take her right nipple between my fingers and roll it until it was hard and pointed in her thin white blouse. Anyone that happened to see us would have easily seen the contrast of my dark hand on the blouse. Molly knew this as well as I did but never moved away from my touches.

After I finished my beer I took Molly by the hand and pulled her to the dance floor. We move to the music together. She danced conservative but very well. Looking into her eyes I knew she was having a good time. It was getting warm and I could see the light beads of sweat on her forehead as we danced. Her hair that had been up had a few loose strands but she kept moving to the music and was getting more daring now. Molly would dance over to me and lean down, give me a look down at her tits, and then she would stand back up and move away with a teasing smile.

After about 4 mistergs, they played a slower one. I took her in my arms and felt her mold her body to mine as I gripped her ass in the short leather skirt with my other arm around her shoulders. Molly rested her head on my chest and ground her pussy to my thigh. My sexy little slut needed to be fucked. Molly needed to get off. After the slow dance I took her hand and walked her from the dance floor. We went started for the entrance and Molly turned to me with questioning eyes. I did not answer.

When we got out into the cool night air, Molly asked me, "Are we leaving now?"

I cocked my head at her question and she realized her mistake and said, "I meant to ask are we leaning now Master?"

"Only for a short time baby" I told her.

We walked back down the couple of blocks to the lot where the car was. The young, attendant watched Molly walk past and smiled. Her tall heels made it hard to walk on the loose gravels so I held her close to me. When we got the car, I walked her to the passenger side and she stopped as usual for me to open the door but instead I pulled her on with me around to the back of the car. She was surprised but did speak. Standing behind the car, between the trunk and the wall of the building I took her by the hair.

As I pushed her head lower, I simply told her "Suck my cock slut. Suck my black cock Molly."

Molly groaned loudly at the feel of my fingers in her hair and my words. Instead of kneeling on the hard loose gravel she squatted as she undid my white pants and pushed them down around my knees. With her left hand she worked my thick black cock. It was semi hard and hanging down along my leg as she took it in her hand and lowered her lips to the dark head. Molly lovingly nursed on the head of my cock as she held it with her left hand. I noticed for the first time that night that she had left her wedding rings on. The diamond flashed in the dim street light as she jacked my stiffening cock.

I commanded her,"Fuck yes, suck it slut. Suck my black cock Molly. Serve your Master slut. Serve me with your mouth baby."

Molly responded to my words with moans and her tongue flicking over the head of my cock as she looked up at me and said, "Yes Master. Yes, I am a slut. Your slut Master. A slut for your black cock."

Smiling down her I said, "Take it Molly, suck my black cock. Do it baby, show me how much you love black cock. Fuck yeah you do, you sucked mine and T. Jerald's bitch is what he calls you."

"Slut for my black cock, suck your Masters black cock bitch." She heard as I jerked her head and powerd my now hard cock deep.

I bobbed her head a couple of times and she held her mouth and throat open for me to use. She gagged a little but stay relaxed under my dark hand. My cock was hard and aching for my slut as I pulled her to her feet and pushed her down over the trunk of the car. Her cunt was at just the right height as I pulled the tight skirt up over her ass. When Molly felt it up around her hips she spread her legs, offering her pussy to me with a moan.

As the head of my hard cock pressed to her pussy lips I told her, "This is what you want, this is what you have been needing all night Molly. For me to fuck you with my big hard black cock. To fill your tight married white pussy. To use it for my pleasure, to take what I want from you. That's right, I am your Master."

I had told her, not asked, but she answered me begging, "Yessss, please Jerald. Oh god yesssss, please Master. Fuck me Master, take my married pussy and use it. I need your black cock!"

Molly had told me she was sore from last night but I did not give a cuckolds brownie. Grabbing her ass cheeks in each hand, I spread her cunt open and I thrust my hips forward. My cock head push up in her. Fuck, she was hot and wet. All the takes, the feeling her up, the slut way she was dressed, our dancing had her pussy soaked and ready to be used by my black cock. Molly moaned and wiggled her as to me for more.

I answered the wiggle of her hips with, "Fuck yes, that is my little slut" and heard her groan.

Her slick, hot, cunt gripped my cock and coated it with her pussy juice. After only three hard thrusts, my thick black rod was buried deep in her. Molly squealed as she felt me all the way in her again but her body relaxed to mine. Her face was down against the cool metal of the trunk as my slut began to work my cock with her cunt. She gripped it as I pulled back and held her cunt open for me to take it all again as I moved forward.

Leaning over her, I praised her, "That's right Molly...fuck yeah, that feels good baby. So fucking good! Use that cunt on my cock, slut. Do it like I trained you baby."

My words had her moaning more and working her hips against the car. There was a slight movement over to my right and I looked over and saw the white, teenage kid that was the lot attendant, peeking around from behind a pick up, watching as I fucked my white slut from behind. It was time to educate him a little.

"White pussy is made to be used by black cock. Your white pussy belongs to me! Anytime and any place I want it slut. "

Molly jerked her head back and sucked in a deep breath and held it, just like she had before. She was going to cum. Gripping her ass tightly, I rammed my cock in her, using short hard jabs that I knew would get her off. Molly grunted loudly. Her body tensed, her pussy clamped on my cock deep in her as she got off. Her breaths were short little gasps and pants. Damn I had never felt her cum so hard before. Her arms were bent at the elbow with her fists clenched tightly beside her head and I kept pounding deep in her pussy until I felt her pussy loosen its grip on my cock.

Smiling I looked over that the teenage boy as I told her," Fuck yeah, that was good but you did not get me off. No not yet baby. I am not through with that married white pussy."

Yeah, I wanted him to know that she was married as I held my cock still deep in Molly until I knew she was finished. After she stopped panting and started working my cock again with her pussy I pulled back almost all the way out. I knew how to get her off again and myself! Using only the swollen head of my cock, I fucked her sore pussy opening. She had her elbows bent and her hand clenched beside her as I slowly dipped my cock head in and out of her. Molly held still and open for my working cock. On every 10th stroke I would slide all the way up in her again until my thighs were against hers.

When I was all the way in I would whisper softly in her ear, "Its mine, all mine baby. That pussy belongs to me your Master."

Then I would pull back out and fuck her again with short strokes that were getting faster each time. Yeah, I could have just rammed deep in her over and over again until I came. I could have fucked her so hard her cunt would be sore for days but I did not want that, no not yet. After sinking all the way in her again for the fourth time Molly raised her ass back to me when I pulled back. My black stick was getting to her again as I took more of what I wanted.

With her ass raised back up to me, I spanked her right cheek, and asked Molly, "Who am I baby?"

She quickly whimpered her answer, "Master, my master Jerald."

Her words and the constant feel of her wet hot cunt had the cum rising from my balls. My cock moved faster in and out of her wet pussy. Using her for my pleasure, Molly felt my cock alternating between making hard long thrusts up in her and then short little strokes past her gripping opening. Her ass jiggled when I pulled back and I could not take much more. Holding her by the hips I leaned into her soft back again and bit her ear.

Molly turned her head to my mouth as I told her, "Yeah Molly , feel it baby. I am gonna bust my nut in you. Gonna fill my slut's pussy with my cum, my black seed."

As I humped her pussy over the trunk of the car, Molly came again with my cock in her. Her ass jerked back against me, I grunted and emptied my full balls into her married slut pussy. Pinning her down tightly on the trunk, I flooded her pussy and felt the satisfaction and the pleasure of knowing that I had taken what I wanted and it was exactly what she needed.

After my cock stopped jerking in her cum filled pussy I pulled out and heard the wet sucking sound as my head slipped from her well fucked cunt. Molly slowly rose up from the trunk and turned around. She was smiling as she placed her hands on my chest and looked up at me. Her lips pressed to mine as she gave me a soft, very short kiss.

With a sexy, teasing smile on her face, she whispered to me, "Thank you Master" before bending at the waist and guiding my cum covered cock to her mouth to lick it clean.

"I did teach you well baby", she heard me say.

Looking over as she licked my cock clean I could see my cum leaking from her pussy and soaking into the lace tops of her stockings. She finished cleaning my cock and it was still hard when she stood back up, gently jerking with her right hand. With a smile I pulled my pants back up and stuffed my cock into them. It ached as I powerd it down along my leg and I knew it would go down quickly. With my arm around her hips to keep her from stumbling on the gravel and to hold her, I started walking back towards the club.

Molly was surprised as she asked, " Are we going back inside Jerald, Master?"

She got it backwards but I let it slide as I answered "Yes."

She turned to me and shyly said, "Your cum is running down my legs."

"I know, I saw it."

I ended the discussion by pulling her with me as I walked past towards the lot entrance. Molly did not question me again. She kept her left arm circled around my back and clung to me like she needed protection. When we walked past the entrance the young teenage white boy looked up at Molly again. I laughed at the look on his face.

"Hey boy, did you like what you saw? Too damn bad you did not come on over, I would have let her suck you off for the 10.00 I paid you to park." I told him.

Molly's eyes went wide with wonder as she looked up at me, I knew what she was thinking and I answered her questioning eyes with, "You are my slut."

Dream Master
WOW great story. I have been "out of the net" for 8 weeks. I know it is not your story but thank you posting and sharing. I hope there is more. I really enjoy stories with this plot line
All the best
Meijer

Great! Good to hear you enjoying it

I've been waiting for more! PLEASE!
kevin bitz