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 15:00 Day 1 Janus Island 2014
"So you blackmailed your teacher.  That's how you got your grades?  Your
PHD?  It was all through blackmail?" Agent Small asked, before taking a big

drink of her bottled water.  Feeling flushed all of a sudden

   "Nope.  Didn't you listen to what I said?  I never blackmailed her.  It
may have been my intention too, but I didn't have too" AJ replied with a
proud smile on his face.  The giant black man may have been 25 years older
now, but his body was just as ripped as it had been when he was 18, and his
short and wiry hair was still jet black.  He could easily pass as being in
his late twenties.  He had told them the story, leaving out the whole
Harold and the spiked water side of things, and without going into such
details like the size of his cock.  Believing that revelation would be best
kept on ice for now.

   "We're going to need to find this Mrs Bloomfield, and try and get her
side to 'this tale' " Vanessa Small said to her husband, empthasising 'this
tale' as though she suspected the black man wasn't being anywhere near
honest with them.  'I mean, what self respecting white wife would ever
cheat on her husband.' she thought to herself.  'With a worthless black kid
as well.  Yuchhhhh' she continued thinking.

   "Hey, part of the agreement was no one else is prosecuted on any
evidence I give!" Mr Long stated sternly.

   "That is part of the agreement, yes, but we still require to interview
and talk with a lot of the people you mention.  Their interviews will only
be used as evidence for or against you, and shall not be used to prosecute
them.  They will have the right to remain anonymous, both in the files and
in any potential trials." Agent Vanessa Small replied.

   "Well, In that case I'll set you up to interview her" AJ said
nonchalantly, as he reached for the phone on his desk.

   "You still....." Special Agent Richard Small started.

   "You're still in contact with Mrs Hannah Bloomfield?" Agent Vanessa
Small interrupted her husband in shock, starting to wonder if the black man
really did sleep with his teacher.

   "Of course!  Now I know for a fact she's busy with work for the next two
days, but she should be available to meet you on Thursday at her office."

   "Mr Long, we appreciate your trying to help us with this matter.  But it
wouldn't be suitable for us to fly out of the Island for one interview and
back again, our time here is already limited.  We can interview Mrs
Bloomfield once we have gotten everything here from you." Vanessa said,
almost mocking the idea.

   "Actually Mrs Small, Mrs Bloomfield works for me.....Here on the
island." AJ said mockingly back as he pressed the speed dial extension. 
Inwardly amused at the two agents surprised looks.

   "Hi, Mrs B.  It's your favourite student here." AJ flirted.  laughing at
the response that was given on the other side of the phone.

   "I hope Marquise is taking care of your needs?" He continued, almost
completely oblivious to the two FBI agents sat opposite him

   "The two FBI Agents have requested an interview with you.  I'm going to
send Special Agent Richard Small over to your office first thing on
Thursday morning, if you can please free up some time for him.  Tell him
the truth, tell him everything he wants and needs to know." AJ said with
control and command in his voice.  "Enjoy the rest of your day Mrs B" He
added in a more jovial voice.

   "What..What does Mrs..." Agent Vanessa Small started, trying to figure
out what the 63 year old was doing for Mr Long.

   "She teaches." AJ answered before the question was finished.  "The
people who run and work on the island, they have families, some have little
kids, some have older ones, and some have never had a good education
themselves.  Mrs Bloomfield provides them with the education they require."
He added.

   "That's nice" Vanessa smiled, pleased to hear that the children and
families who lived here where being looked after.

   "We have an education center on the staff side of the island, i'll have
someone show you over there on Thursday morning Mr Small" AJ said looking
at the husband.

   "What about my wife...."Richard Small said, finally speaking for
himself. "What about Agent Small" He correcting himself.

   "Well your wife seems to be worried that we are a bit pressed for time.
So having the two interviews run at the same time seems more efficient." AJ
said, excited to get the sexy wife on her own.  'The first of many one on
one sessions' he thought.

   "He's right hone...Special Agent.  We should carry out the two
interviews separately and keep on schedule." Vanessa told her husband.

   "Now.  Mr Long, if you don't mind, please can you explain to us how you
came into control of the company 'Trim Bush'." Vanessa continued, eager to
get one more part of the interview in before dinner.

   Alverstoke Spring 89

   "Your boss called for you" Haorld said, as AJ walked in the door
slamming it shut hard behind him.  He often slammed it as he misjudged his
own strength, but this time it was on purpose.

   "Tough day?" Harold continued, as his best friend walked over to the
couch and collapsed.  His face was dirty where dirt and sweat had come
together and smeared before drying up.

   AJ didn't answer the question.  Just giving Harold a glance telling him
to shut the fuck up.

   "Anyway.  He wants you to call him back as soon as you get in" Harold
continued, a little more carefully.

   "What does that dick want now?  Mike called off sick today, I already
did both his and my own streets today.  I'm supposed to be enjoying life as
a student, not working my black ass off for minimum wage" AJ said, pissed
off picking up the phone and dialing the number.

   Paul was just two years older than AJ.  Originally he had been the
colleges big shot QB, with NFL prospects, until a drunk driving accident
had left him with a bad neck that prevented him from being able to make all
the throws required.  His dad, who was the original owner of the gardening
company was killed in an apparent drive by shooting by some black thugs,
and Pauls Mum had made Paul the new boss with the promise that she would
sign over the company to her son as soon as he turned 21.  When AJ had
suffered his catastrophic knee injury, Paul, despite his disdain towards
black people, had felt sorry for AJ knowing exactly how he had felt when
his American Football career was taken from him also, and had offered him a
job.

   "Hey Paul, Harold said you called?" AJ asked reluctantly.

   "Yo AJ, thanks for calling back.  I need to ask you to do me a favor."
Paul said

   "Another one?" AJ replied with a bit of attitude.

   "Hey don't be like that dude, besides i'll make it worth your while. 
Listen, I'm taking off on vacation for a fortnight and I need someone who
knows the business to run things whilst i'm gone.  Billy has let me down at
the last minute, so I was thinking you'd be great instead.  What do you
think?" He asked.

   "Nah, I don't know man.  That's a lot of extra work and responsibility.
Besides i'd have to drive over to yours every morning by 6am for the other
guys to get their equipment, and be there after 8pm for the late shift guys
bringing theirs back.  That's too long a day and too much travelling." AJ
rejected.

   "I've already worked it all out, you can crash at mine and work from
here."

   "Yeah, i'm sure your Mum is going to want me hanging around her house."
AJ laughed

   "No dude.  We have the extension.  It's like a one bedroom apartment,
kitchen, bathroom, cable tv.  Everything you need, you won't need to see or
speak to my mum or go into the house."

   " I dunno Paul"

   "Come on man.  Listen, when I get back we'll talk about giving you a pay
rise.  How about that?" Paul urged.

   "Fine." AJ agreed reluctantly.

   "Great, come over tomorrow morning at 6 with your stuff.  The extension
at the back will be open, and i'll leave you instructions in there."

   "What?  You're leaving tomorrow?" AJ asked surprised, thinking it
wouldn't be so soon.

   "Actually, I'm leaving tonight.  I got to go catch my flight.  Don't
work too hard, big guy...hahaha." Paul said, laughing as he hung up the
phone.

   "Jackass" AJ shouted, slamming the phone down so hard it cracked the
plastic.



   AJ packed his bag the following morning and went to grab a few things
for the day from the fridge before setting off.  The fridge was emptier
than normal and he could see into the vegetable drawer through the glass
and spotted the familiar tube Harold had used to keep his special drug in.

   "Dumb fuck must think I'd never check in here" AJ laughed, helping
himself to the last container.  "Never know when this might come in handy"
he told himself.

   Paul lived in the nicest part of town, just two streets down from Mrs
Bloomfield.  AJ always felt like he was entering a different world when he
was around here, and would always feel the uncomfortable looks from the
stuck up white folk when he was mowing lawns or driving through.

   It was a big 5 bedroom house, with a nice front lawn and a huge back
garden that had both a beautiful landscaped area and also an outdoor
swimming pool.  It seemed completely ridiculous to AJ that Pauls mum lived
in such a huge house on her own, with her son in the extension, and yet
there was so many people on the other part of town homeless or in poverty.

   He pulled into Pauls usual spot in the driveway and walked around the
back to check out his new pad for the next couple of weeks.

   "Fucking extension is better than any house on the westside" AJ said
when he got inside.  An ensuite bedroom, with a jacuzzi bath and separate
shower.  A game room with a pool table, darts, poker table and a bar.  A
huge kitchen, with all modern appliances and a breakfast bar, that opened
up into the living room with a huge corner sofa and a massive TV.  The
Living room had a huge glass siding door that ran almost the entire length
of the wall and gave a perfect view out onto the pool area.

   AJ got settled in quickly.  His first day was pretty non eventful.  He
had decided to take advantage of the situation a bit and split his own
route up amongst the other workers.  So he was basically left with handing
out equipment first thing in the morning, taking a few phone calls on Pauls
work mobile, and then taking the equipment back at the end of the day.  If
it wasn't for the note Paul had left him, telling him that he can make
himself at home in the extension but his mum doesn't want him using the
pool or coming into the house, then AJ would have planned on spending the
next two weeks out in the swimming pool.  "Racist bitch doesn't want no
black guy dirtying her pool" AJ said after reading the note.

   The following afternoon, AJ had popped out to grab some food for lunch
and on his return Mrs Tulloch was out on one of the loungers by the pool.
The loungers faced onto the front of the extension, just 15 yards aways, as
so to get the best of the sun at it's peak position in the afternoon sky.

   Mrs Tulloch had always been one of AJ's fantasy crushes as a kid.  For
these parts, her fiery red hair was very rare.  Her pale freckly complexion
and green eyes made her completely unique to all the other woman in town.
She was also one of the few woman in town who had always intentionally wore
figure hugging clothes to show off the womanly curves she had.  But after
the death of her husband, she had seemingly stopped trying and had let
herself go a bit.  She had received a huge pay out from his insurance and
decided to quit her job and live a life of luxury, gained 15-20 pounds, and
had started to wear loose clothes.  But as she lay out in the sun, AJ could
see why he had had such a crush on her all along.  She didn't quite have
the same perfect figure, but lying in her one piece bathing suit, she
carried the weight well.

   "That stomach isn't as flat, but those tits, ass and hips are curvier
than ever." AJ told himself.

   "Oh My God!" Mrs Tulloch screamed as she saw the huge frame of the black
guy approaching.

   "Hi Mrs T.  No need to be scared, it's just me, AJ.  How are you doing?"
AJ said now standing over her, and enjoying the view.

   "Shit, AJ.  I thought you would be out all day working" She replied,
pissed off and trying to cover up.

   "Yeah, the other guys have it covered so I am running things from Paul's
little pad here.  Sure is great weather huh?  Getting some rays I see." AJ
said and took the chance to run his eyes up and down her body, before
finally settling back on her pretty face seeing her look of anger and
uncomfort.

   "Well don't mind me, I am going to get out of your hair and head inside.
I know the last thing you want is me ruining your day....Hey, if you need
anything, a mans help around the house or anything then just give me a
call, I'll be glad to help out." He added with a cheeky grin as he headed
the few yards over to the extension.  He had already just decided that he
was going to use Harolds drug, and to make these couple of weeks more
memorable.

   "Thanks, but I think I will be fine" Mrs Tulloch replied cautiously. 
She sensed something odd about what the black kid had said.  Like the
confidence and smile he said it with somehow added a different meaning to
him just offering to help out.  She went back to sunbathing for ten
minutes, but couldn't stop thinking that AJ might be watching her and she
couldn't see anything but the reflection on the glass doors.  Finally
giving up and going inside.

   AJ heard her car pulling out of the drive a few hours later and set
about spiking her bottled water supply.  Sneaking in through the kitchen
door and finding what he needed in the fridge.  "Too easy he thought" As he
carried out the same routine as Harold had showed him.

   "So this is how she keeps herself busy?" AJ said, having decided to have
a wander about the house and check it out.  The place was completely
spotless, not a single thing left out of place.  The bedroom was huge with
a big four poster bed.  Perfectly made it looked like it belonged on a TV
set off a 18th century english mansion.  Photos of her late husband still
dressed the bedside cabinets.

   "Creepy" AJ thought, as he made his way back to his little pad.  All he
had to do know was wait, and then present opportunities to Mrs Tulloch and
she won't be able to refuse.  "Once I have her hooked on my cock, she won't
need anymore of that hormone stuff.  She will just come begging back like
Mrs Bloomfield..Talking of which" AJ talked to himself

   "Sup babe?  You tried calling?" AJ spoke on the phone.

   "Only about 20 times at the weekend, Clive was out of town I thought you
could come round." Mrs Bloomfield said, half pissed he had ignored her so
long, yet feeling privileged he had actually called back.

   "Yeah I was busy.  I'm not busy tonight though, I'm looking after a
place for my boss why don't you come by and i'll give you what you're
needing"

   "But Clive is back now."

   "I don't give a fuck about that little wimp.  Do you want fucked or
not?" AJ asserted.  The more time he had spent with Mrs Bloomfield, the
more he got off on the fact he had turned her into a complete slut for him.
The power was addictive to him.

   "You know I do" She paused "I'll think of something, where are you?" She
added

   AJ gave her the instructions.

   "The Tullochs?  She knows me.  Everyone in the area knows me" Hannah
Bloomfield said concerned.

   "Well don't get caught sneaking in here then.  See you tonight." AJ
added, hanging up the phone.

   Mrs Tulloch was lying in her nightly bath with a glass of wine and the
cool air of the night breezing in through the open window, trying to relax,
but found herself feeling very restless.  Ever since she got home around
late afternoon she had had this growing feeling of desire growing inside
her.  She hadn't been with a man since her husbands death, and neither had
the desire or need to masturbate.  But for the first time since that
fateful day she felt her body begging her for some attention.  She fought
through the uneasy feelings, decided to give up on the wine and instead
helped herself to the cold bottle of water she always took up with her to
her baths.  She closed her eyes, and tried to drift off to help block out
her arousal.

   "God you are built like adonis" She heard the voice say.  The room was
dark and she couldn't see a thing.

   "Get on your knees and take it out" A deep commanding voice said.  It
was familiar to Mrs Tulloch who was disorientated and confused.

   "I've wanted this for weeks" The female said, before distant wet
slurping sounds hit the air.

   "Yeah that's it you white slut, suck that big black cock" The deep voice
roared.  Mrs Tulloch was immediately startled, almost instantly she knew
she was dreaming or rather in some kind of nightmare.  The language was
completely offensive to her, but for some reason she felt her nipples
hardening and her pussy begin to moisten.

   "Bend over the couch, I want to tear this pussy open" The voice
demanded.

   "Oh shit.  Yes!  Your black cock is stretching my little white pussy so
good" The female screamed in ecstasy.  Mrs Tulloch was biting her lip, the
urge to touch herself and make herself cum was overwhelming.  She hoped she
would wake up soon before the dream got out of control.

   "Play with your clit.  Let me see you rubbing that clit" The man said
with such authority, that Mrs Tulloch completely forgot he was talking to
the girl he was fucking and took it as an instruction to her.  She started
rubbing her clit intensely and almost immediately felt the build up of a
huge orgasm from deep inside her.

   "Oh shit, I'm going to bust a nut inside your tight married pussy" The
voice said.

   "Yesssss.  Give me your cum.  Fill me up you black stud" The females
voice rang out.  As Mrs Tullouch, getting off on the crude taboo fucking
began to shake uncontrollably to her own orgasm.

   "Fucccckkkkkkkk" The man shouted as he came.

   "Cummminggggg, yessssssss.  shittttttttt" The female shouted almost in
unison with man.

   "Cummmmmminnnngggggg.  Ohhhhh godddddd.  So good." Mrs Tulloch screamed,
as she awoke from her dream to find herself thrashing around the bath.

   "What the fuck was that?" Mrs Bloomfield asked, collapsed in a heap with
AJ's cock still twitching deep inside her and hearing a distant noise.

   "Just the wind.  Look, I left the sliding door open slightly." AJ said,
smiling.  He looked up through the gap in the glass door and to the
upstairs bathroom window that had a light on and the window open.  He knew
already his plan was beginning to work.

   "What the fuck?" Mrs Bloomfield asked herself, when she felt the waves
of pleasure still passing over her body.  She realised that she hadn't just
gotten off in the dream but in real life true.  It took her 10 seconds to
notice that she was still slowly rubbing her sensitive clit, and
immediately pulled her hand away like she was a young girl who had just
been caught doing something naughty.

   "Oh my god.  What the hell is wrong with me?" She said, as she got out
the bath on unsteady legs.  And headed to the bedroom to dry herself.  But
the her body was still far too sensitive, and everywhere she touched
herself with the towel sent shudders back through her.  She gave in to
temptation and began to pull hard on one of her large nipples as her other
hand went to make for her needy pussy.

   "Get your little white ass over here, and sit on this black cock" The
familiar voice said.

   "Mmmmmm" Mrs Tulloch groaned at the voice, before realising that this
wasn't a dream anymore.  She leapt out of the bed and over to the window
where it seemed to be coming from outside.  She immediately looked down
into Pauls extension, she didn't have the best of views but she could make
out a blonde white woman bouncing up and down on the lap of a huge mass of
a black man.

   "AJ?" Mrs Tulloch whispered to herself.

   "So fucking good." The blonde girl screamed.

   "Ride it baby.  Tell me what you are riding." AJ told her.

   "your big black..."

   "No!.  You know what I like.  Tell me" AJ demanded.

   "My master.  I'm riding my masters huge nigger cock.  Fuckkkk....It
feels so fucking good, it's stretching my little white pussy so much.  God
Yesssss.....  I won't be able to feel my pathetic little husbands little
worm anymore.  Not that he is ever getting this pussy again.  It belongs to
you master....yessssss you're soo deep inside me.....I want to feel you
explode inside me again...yesssss...pleaseeeee master.....pleasseeeee give
me your cum.  I want your baby.  I want your black baby...fuckkkk...knock
me up you nigger stud...give me your nigger
seeeeeeed.....yesssssssss...cummingggggggggg."

   "Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk" AJ shouted as he shot another huge load
deep inside his teacher.  "Now that's what I'm talking about" he laughed,
as he lay recovering afterwards.  He looked up past Mrs Bloomfield and
could make out a shape at Mrs Tullochs window and he smiled to himself
again.

   Mrs Tulloch was in a state of shock.  The sounds of sex, the language
used, the term nigger and the exaggerations of huge penises and the obvious
fake orgasms, she thought to herself.  Not to mention what good standing
white citizen would ever sleep with a black guy, and never mind the fact
that she is cheating on a husband.  She shook her head, but found her body
begin to shake again and realised she had been playing with herself whilst
listening at the window.  She was so close to cumming, she couldn't stop
and another huge orgasm ripped through her and caused her to fall to floor.


   She awoke a little while later in the same spot.  Her arms and thighs
were sticky from her cum and she rolled her eyes at her own sinful
behaviour.

   "Fuck me you black stud" the woman cried in the distance.

   "Again?" Mrs Tulloch shouted frustratingly.  She picked herself up and
made her way to one of the spare bedrooms at the front of the house.  She
tossed and turned most of the night, unable to get the audio of that white
wife fucking the seemingly stud of a black man living on her property out
of her head.

   "You're such an adonis.  Such a stud" The blonde woman had said the
night before.  Standing at her bedroom window the following morning, and
looking down at the 18 year old black man, Mrs Tulloch couldn't help but
agree.

   "Seemingly up all night fucking that white trash's brains out, and he
still has the energy for a morning workout" She told herself as she admired
AJ's physique as he did some weights wearing just a pair of shorts and no t
shirt.  The widowed mother seemed to have lost all control of her senses,
as she stared intently down at her sons friend, a black friend at that, and
pulled on one of her rock hard over sensitive nipples.

   "Jesus, what the hell is wrong with me." She snapped at herself, coming
out of the trance.  "He's your sons friend for gods sake.  Barley legal. 
And he's a nigger" She told herself as she took a big swig of her cold
bottled water, in an attempt to cool herself down.  She chucked on some
sweats and a top and headed out, deciding she'd work out her frustrations
at the gym.

   When the car pulled away, AJ went straight for the house kitchen and to
the fridge.  He chuckled to himself when he saw that she had already worked
her way through half the bottles of water in there.  Then he noticed dishes
still lying unwashed by the sink, the complete opposite to the prestine OCD
type tidiness of yesterday.  There was cushions scattered on the living
room floor and an empty water bottle on the table, on the stairs lay some
shoes that had just been dumped and left.  Upstairs in the bathroom, the
bath was still filled with last nights water and the half full glass of
wine lay on the side.  Damp towels and another empty water bottle on the
floor.  The bedroom was the biggest mess though, the covers were pushed off
the bed and onto the floor, the sheets on the bed appeared damp and messed
up.  Two more bottles, one empty and one three quarters empty lay at the
bottom of the bed.  On the carpet by the window there appeared to be a
small puddle of liquid.

   "Fucking bitch is in heat already...haha you are a fucking genius
Harold" AJ Laughed as he spoke out loud.  "I'm going to fuck this slut in
no time" he added as he made his way back outside and considered his next
move.  After 20 minutes, he had it figured out.  He picked up the phone and
dialled...."Hey Uncle, how's things?  Listen, I need to ask you a favour."
He said.

   Mrs Tulloch was in shock at herself when she got home.  She thought the
gym would have helped her to work out her frustrations, instead she had
ended up checking out a black guy that was working.  She had no idea why,
she doesn't even like black guys.  But as he stood in front of her and
carried out his bicep curls, she couldn't help but think of AJ.  And then
the screams of that trailer park trash slut who kept screaming about how
big he was, tearing her pussy apart, she couldn't help but look down at the
black guys crotch.  Too make matters worse when she looked up the black guy
was staring right at her smiling.

   "This day couldn't possibly get worse" She told herself as she took a
fresh bottle of water from the fridge.

   Knock Knock

   "What now" She said to herself making her way to the front door and
surprised to see the black police officer standing in front of her.  "Hi.
Officer?  How can I help you?" she asked opening the door and allowing her
gaze to wonder down his chest, to his waist and....before snapping out of
it.

   "Mrs Tulloch, I am afraid to tell you that there has been reports of
disturbances in the neighbourhood.  Nothing major as of yet, but a few
break ins and some threats of violence.  It's our duty to report these
situations to you and your neighbours so that you can be aware and to take
any precautions required to be safe."

   "Oh my god.  That is terrible.  I bet it's the bla.....the young gangs
doing this." She replied, almost putting her foot in it with the black
police officer and then considering if these disturbances had anything to
do with AJ.

   "Well actually we have some descriptions of the criminals, they are
thought to be between 17-20 years old, wearing baseball caps and hoodies
and drive a black SUV.  Oh and they are white." The officer said "So far
these scumbags have targeted houses of single occupants.  Now I know your
son stays in the extension, but I believe you should consider asking him to
move back into the house for the next week or so until all this blows over
and we catch the culprits." He added

   "Well actually he is away on vacation for the next two weeks" Mrs
Tulloch replied, now feeling a bit concerned.

   "That is bad luck.  In that case I suggest asking a friend or family
member to join you to help you be more secure, I don't want you to be on
your own.  And also if you don't mind I think we should double check the
extension and make sure your son has it locked up securely"

   "I'm not sure I really have anyone I can ask." Mrs Tulloch sobbed as
they walked out the back towards the extension.

   "FREEZE!  Put your hands on your head!" The Police officer barked
towards the man lying sleeping with his back to them on the couch.

   "Oh My God.  Wait Stop!" Mrs Tulloch screamed, realising that in her
worried state she had forgot AJ was back here.  "That's my sons friend.  He
is staying here and looking after the business for him whilst he is away"
she added

   "AJ?" The officer asked as the man finally turned his head.

   "Jesus.  I thought I was a dead man for a minute" AJ laughed, playing
along.

   "haha sorry abut that kid" The officer replied before turning to Mrs
Tulloch.  "Why didn't you tell me you had a guest out here?  This is my
nephew." He told her

   "I guess my head was scrambled with the thought of being alone with
those criminals out there, I completely forgot." She said

   "What criminals?  AJ enquired, and listened in as his Uncle told him the
story that he had himself asked his uncle to tell.  He hadn't told his
uncle his plan on trying to fuck Mrs Tulloch, but just made it out as
though he hated the extension, it made strange noises in the wind, the bed
was uncomfortable, the electricity kept cutting out, cold showers etc.  AJ
had always been a good kid, polite, good at school and all that nonsense so
his Uncle believed it all.

   "Mrs Tulloch, I have to suggest that I think it would be best if AJ
moved into one of the spare rooms in the house.  No one is going to try
anything with him in the house.  It would be the safest option for you, for
the property and for AJ himself." The officer told her.

   "I'm not sure..." She began

   "I can vouch for my nephew.  He's never been in any trouble, is polite
and helpful.  You will be safe with him, I promise." the officer
interrupted.

   "Well, I guess it might be best until the situation is sorted.  Thank
you officer.  I will go make up a bed in one of the spare rooms, just come
inside once you are finished getting your belongings and locking up in here
AJ." Mrs Tulloch said as she began walking away and wondering how she got
herself into a situation of having a black man as a lodger.

   "Three days." The officer said "Enjoy your home comforts AJ, because in
three days I am coming back and telling Mrs Tulloch that the criminals had
been caught" he added.

   "Three days is all I need" AJ replied with a huge grin on his face.

   "Please excuse the mess, I'm not usually an untidy person." Mrs Tulloch
said leading AJ through her house.  "I've made a bed up for you in here"
She continued, showing him a big bedroom upstairs and at the front of the
house.

   "Wow, this is incredible.  You have such a beautiful house Mrs Tulloch"
AJ charmed, causing the redhead to smile.

   "There is an ensuite bathroom, but unfortunately the shower is on the
fritz.  In fact I'm waiting to hear back from the plumber, as all the
ensuite showers have been very weak recently.  The main upstairs bathroom
is the only place that seems to get good water pressure.  But please be
careful as the lock is broke."

   "It looks like you could use a real man" AJ said, eyeing the curvy
redhead and watching for a reaction.

   "I beg your pardon?" Mrs Tulloch gasped in shock though feeling a slight
tingle run through her spine.

   "I mean around the house.  Doesn't Paul help out?" AJ clarified.

   "No.  Unfortunately he isn't very helpful." She said sadly.

   "Well, I tell you what how about you make a list of odd jobs and defects
that need looking at and I'll try and get through them whilst I'm here" AJ
smiled warmly.  "And in the meantime...." He added as he folded a bit of
paper, wrote on it 'Being Used' and made a hole at the top.  "A little
something to hang on the bathroom handle to stop any awkward situations" He
finished.

   "That's very nice of you to offer..." Mrs Tulloch began to answer

   "It's not an offer Mrs Tulloch I insist" AJ interrupted.

   "Well, in that case thank you very much AJ.  I'll think of what else
needs doing.  And great idea with the sign." She added, as she began to
turn to walk back downstairs.  'Maybe black guys aren't all scum after all'
She thought to herself.  "I'm going to make some pasta for dinner, come
down in half an hour and we can eat" She added as she smiled at AJ.  She
felt goosebumps as AJ smiled back.  For a moment she felt young, like she
was back in high school and flirting with popular boys.

   "Need to stop these thoughts she told herself." Feeling herself heating
up she immediately grabbed more water to cool herself down before making a
start with dinner.



   Mrs Tulloch froze as she saw AJ walking into the kitchen.  He had gotten
changed into a fresh tight white T shirt and a pair of denim jeans.  The T
shirt clung to his body and she could almost see the outline of every
ripped muscle as well as if he was shirtless.  Somehow the contrast between
the white and his dark skin made him appear more handsome than before in
her eyes.

   "This looks great" AJ smiled as he sat across the table from the mature
sexy redhead.  They exchanged some pleasantries as they ate, and Mrs
Tulloch really began to feel at ease around the young black man, and the
idea of him staying in the house.

   "So tell me me AJ, do you have a girlfriend?" Mrs Tulloch pried, trying
to find out who exactly that woman was last night.

   "Ahhh well actually, things haven't been working out with my girl and we
decided to break things off last month" AJ replied.

   "Oh.........I'm sorry to hear that." Mrs Tulloch said in shock.  "It's
just that.........Nevermind" She added sheepishly

   "It's ok, Mrs T you can tell me" AJ smiled, knowing exactly what was
going on in her head.

   "Well I hate to pry.  And I wasn't listening in or
anything...But...Well...I couldn't help but hearing some of the noises
coming from the Pauls extension last night.  I assumed you had invited your
girlfriend over" She said and immediately began to turn red with
embarrassment.

   "Oh, that's just a casual thing.  Nothing serious.  I'm sorry you had to
hear that, Mrs Bl....My friend, she likes to be vocal." AJ replied
confidently and staring deep into Mrs Tullochs eyes.  Mrs Tulloch couldn't
help but be caught in his gaze for a few seconds, almost wishing they were
sitting closer so they could kiss.

   "Well she certainly sounds like she was having a good time" Mrs Tulloch
eventually replied, and then gasped at the realisation of what she had just
said.  Causing AJ to smile.

   "But now that you are staying in the main house, I would appreciate it
if you didn't bring anyone here into my home." She said sternly.  Though
part of the reason was that she was jealous of the thought of anyone being
with AJ.

   "Absolutely Mrs T, I would never disrespect your home" AJ said "Dinner
was great.  Why don't you go relax, and I'll take care of these dishes and
then go and have a look at that bathroom lock?" He said smiling

   "You are too good to be true AJ.  Thank you." Mrs Tulloch smiled back
and rubbed AJ's muscular right arm as she passed him, almost leaving her
hand there for a fraction longer than comfortable.  'Why did I just do
that?' She immediately cringed to herself.

   'Slut is flirting with me' AJ laughed inside.



   "Shit!" AJ yelled about 20 minutes later

   "AJ?  What's wrong?" Mrs Tulloch shouted up the stairs.  AJ appeared at
the top holding his inner thigh, and there seemed to be some blood on his
fingers.

   "Fuckkkkkk.  I think Imight have cut my artery.  I'm going to bleed out"
AJ acted.

   "What?  Are you sure?  Have you looked to see how deep the cut is?" Mrs
tulloch panicked grabbing the black mans arm again and this time guiding
him over to the chair.

   "I can't look.  I hate blood, I might pass out.  fuckkkkkk it hurts. 
Please, you've got to look." He said laying it on thick.

   "Alright alright.  I'm sure everything is ok, lets take these jeans off
and I can assess the damage.  Stand up for me so I can get them off."

   AJ struggled back to his feet and reluctantly moved his hand from the
area on the jeans where the blood had seeped through.  Mrs Tulloch
struggled with the belt on AJ's Jeans, finally dropping to her knees before
him so she could get a better look.  Once the belt and the first few
buttons were undone the jeans fell freely to the floor.  She gasped out
loud at the sight.

   "Oh my god" She said in shock, as she stared directly at the massive
bulge in AJ's tight white briefs.  The amount of meat that was stuffed into
them seemed unimaginable to the widowed redhead.  'That thing must be twice
as big and twice as thick.  And he isn't even erect' she thought to herself
comparing it to her late husbands.

   "Oh no.  Is it bad?" AJ cried.

   "So big" Mrs Tulloch said in a distant trance.

   "Well do something, call 911." AJ panicked.

   "What?  " Mrs Tullouch stuttered, and then snapped out of things.  And
finally checked the little nick on AJ's per inner thigh.  "No!  I
mean....it's not big, the cut isn't big or deep.  It's just a scratch, we
don't need to call the hospital" She recovered.

   "I don't know where all that blood came from on your hands and jeans, as
it's hardly bleeding now.  Here, just sit down and I'll go get the first
aid box" She hesitated as AJ sat down in front of her, struggling to pull
herself away from him for a few seconds.

   When she returned to living room, AJ was sat back in the chair and
staring at her intently as she walked slowly over to him.  At first she
couldn't take her eyes off his.  But then as she dropped once more to her
knees before him she couldn't help but glance at his impressive bulge
again. It had changed shape from when he was stood up.  Now it appeared
like one giant slab of sausage that sat laying across one thigh, with the
giant head perfectly outlined under the material almost seeming like it was
trying to escape through the bottom of the briefs.

   Mrs Tulloch bit her lip hard as she spent a few seconds staring at the
most perfect sight she had ever seen.  She felt her already wet pussy begin
to pulse almost like it was trying to tell her what it needed, or even like
it was trying to communicate with perfect penis before her, causing her to
squirm.  She began to lick her lips, like she was hungry or perhaps she was
getting them moist to make them more inviting.

   The sight before AJ was incredible.  The hot curvy redhead milf he had
always desired was practically drooling over him.  The wanton look of lust
in her eyes as she stared at his cock, began to get him hard.

   Mrs Tulloch's eyes grew wide as she could see the giant penis begin to
plump up, and to grow right in front of her eyes.  'If it was 8 or 9 inches
now, what size does it grow too?' She asked herself.  The bottom of AJ's
briefs began to rise off his thigh as the head of his cock began to look
for room to grow.  The all of a sudden, the whole length seemed to twitch
and move about an inch.

   "Oh my god" Mrs Tulloch gasped at the sight.  Then the sound of her own
voice seemed to snap her back to reality and she looked up and back into
AJ's eyes that where just watching her intently.

   "This is just a scratch, just clean it and put a plaster on it AJ.  I
need to go to bed, I feel a little dizzy." She said standing.

   "Oh, yeah I can manage that.  I'm sorry Mrs T, I hope you feel better in
the morning.  It might be this hot weather, maybe take some water with you"
AJ smiled.  But inside he was pissed off.  Last time with Mrs Bloomfield,
he had enjoyed the long seduction.  But tonight, he really wanted Mrs
Tulloch to at least suck his cock.

   "Thanks, good idea.  See you in the morning" She said practically
running out of the room.

   When she got up to bed, she resisted the urge to touch herself for all
of 10 minutes.  Giving in she put her hands in her panties and couldn't
believe just how soaked she was.  She began to rub her clit hard and fast,
unable to do anything but visualise that giant bulge, that huge head trying
to escape out the bottom, the whole thing growing and then twitching before
her very eyes.

   Her thoughts began to roam and ask so many questions

   'The thing must be over a foot long.  Who could take something like
that?' 'That lucky slut from last night' She answered herself "Fuck me with
that big black cock" she remembered the screams.  'How would something that
big even feel?' she asked.  "You're tearing my pussy open" "I'm
cummingggggg" she remembered the screams.

   She rammed 3 fingers straight inside her tight snatch, and immediately
began to buck...."Yesssss.  Fuck me with that big black cock AJ" Mrs
Tulloch screamed as she came all over fingers.  She spent the rest of the
night rotating between having wet dreams about AJ and playing with herself
when she woke up.

   By the time Mrs Tulloch got out of bed the following day it was after
lunch time.  She looked out of her window and felt sad when AJ was nowhere
to be seen.  She hung around he house half in excitement and half in hope
that he would come home, but after a few hours she gave up and decided to
go out shopping.  She had nothing in mind when she entered the mall, but
when she found herself in the swimwear section she found herself picking
out the skimpiest of two piece bikinis.  She tried on several dresses and
picked the ones that hugged her curves and showed off her body the best. 
And she bought some sheer black matching underwear set with the suspenders
and high heels to match.

   She didn't really consider why she felt this urge to dress sexy again.
It was something she used to do all the time, but now that urge was back
more than ever before.  On the way out of the mall the seedy sex shop
seemed to call her name and lured her inside.  She loved the way her three
fingers made her get off, but she wanted something more substantial.  And
when she saw the 10 inch black dildo, she knew that she wanted something
that matched what she had been fantasising about.  She grabbed it and
bought it with no shame.  The black cashier gave her a knowing smile, and
instead of being revolted as she once would have been she just smiled
naughtily back.  She liked the way the strange black man looked at her, she
felt sexy, wanted, empowered.

   When she got home near dinner time, there was still no sign of AJ.  She
dropped her sexy new outfits off in her bedroom and decided she would have
a nice relaxing bath.  She stripped off, wrapped a towel around herself and
headed for the bathroom.

   "Not Being Used" the sign said.  She wondered for a split second what
the sound of rushing water was, and as she opened the door she again
wondered why there was steam when she hadn't even started to run the bath
yet.  And then she saw him.

   The powerful bum of AJ was right in her eyesight.  The glass of the walk
in shower had only steamed up from waist height upwards.  She could make
the outline of the big dark muscular upper body, but couldn't see any
details.  But below the waist his strong legs and tight muscular bum was in
clear view.  She knew she had to leave, but yet she stayed rooted to the
spot.  Almost praying for him to turn round.

   As her excitement built she felt her legs become weak, she tried to
reach for the wall for balance but misjudged it and instead she fell short
and knocked some beauty products off the cabinet beneath.

   "What the fuck?" AJ said as he turned.

   MRs Tulloch stayed rooted to the spot, as the giant black cock swung
round with him and seemed slap and almost wrap around his thigh.

   "Holy Shit" Mrs Tulloch said out allowed, as the thick dark meat began
to swing from the momentum from side to side, hanging down his leg some 9
inches like a giant blackened banana.

   "Mrs T?  That you?" AJ enquired.  He could see the outline of her, and
could see that she was blatantly staring at him.  And although he couldn't
see her eyes through the steamed up glass, he could see that her face was
pointed down towards his crotch.

   "Yes......emmmm........sorry AJ.  The sign said not being
used......I.....I didn't think you were in here." She struggled to say, and
never once taking her eyes of his beautiful cock.  She wished in that
moment that she could touch it.  Even taste it.  Fuck it.  She felt her
hand move under her towel and towards her soaked pussy.

   "Sorry, I can't hear you?" AJ said as he stepped forward to press his
ear against the glass.

   "Oh, never mind.....It was an accident.  Sorry" Mrs Tulloch spat out. 
As AJ had pressed his ear up to hear better, he had pushed his cock right
up against the glass too and gave her an even closer view of it, but this
time it squished against the glass making aloud squelching noise and it
made the huge cock seem twice as thick and like it was touching by his
knee. Mrs Tulloch just stood in awe at the sight.

   When AJ eventually turned the shower off, Mrs Tulloch snapped out of it
and then made a quick exit from the bathroom.  She stopped and turned
outside the door, like she wanted to go back in.  Like she needed to go
back in.  Then she looked at the sign on the door.

   "Being used" It read.

   "Oh my god.  It was me all along" She said as she ran to her room
embarrassed.

   She spent the next hour or so writhing around on her bed trying to
control herself.  But when she knew she couldn't anymore she went straight
for her shopping and tore the black dildo out of it's box.  She ran her
hand over it feeling the life like veins and ridges.

   "Not as big or as thick as AJ, but you will have to do" She told it. 
She spent most of the night fucking.  Imagining it was AJ.  And even at one
point imagining it was the cashier at the sex shop.  Her inhibitions were
being lost.
   To Be Continued 24/6/15