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Lamar's Game - 2
by Suewatcher (susanfernandez265@hotmail.com)

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Wife goes bareback with husband's black co-worker. (MF, 
wife, bi, voy, reluc, intr, preg)

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Chapter 12

To say Steve was pissed was magnificent understatement. 
Steve had picked up some liquor and driven to the 
address Lamar had given him, only to find a church. 
Steve then tried calling Cris' cell but there had been 
no answer. Steve didn't know what to think, had Lamar 
intentionally given him the wrong address, had Lamar 
lied, was he fucking Cris right now. Stranger still was 
the fact that what angered Steve was not that he was 
jealous. No, what angered Steve was that he might be 
missing the action.

Earlier that night Steve had become quite excited. The 
idea that Lamar was trying to seduce his wife got the 
juices going, but it never occurred to Steve that Cris 
might fall in love with Lamar. Cris would never fall 
for another man. Sure Cris could be seduced, but she 
was his wife and actually falling in love with another 
man never entered his mind. Steve stopped at a phone 
booth and attempted to look up Rodney's address, when 
his cell rang. It was Cris.

"Hey, how come you didn't answer your phone Cris."

Cris noted Steve's tone. "Sorry I left it in the car, 
and when you didn't show up I went and got it. Cris 
felt terrible, she had never lied to Steve before. 
Lamar was sitting right next to her in on the bed. 

'Well, where is this place?"

"Hold on I'll hand you to Lamar."

"Steve, were are you?"

"I'm at 2771 3rd."

"Shit man we fucked up, the address is 2177, I guess 
with the noise in the club and all.

"Well did you get anywhere."

"Not really, it's late so maybe we should meet you back 
at your house."

"Not really, what do you mean by that?"

"Alright, we'll see you back at your house, oh we have 
to drop off a friend of mine so we'll be there in about 
an hour. Bye."

Cris had put on Lamar's shirt to retrieve her phone 
following Amanda's knock. Now Cris began to gather her 
cloths so she could change in the bathroom. Lamar was 
lying on his side, watching Cris. 

"And were do you think your going?"

"Home." Cris looked down at Lamar, who was now slowly 
stroking his semi-hard cock. Lying there stroking 
himself Lamar was quite possibly the most handsome man 
Cris had ever seen. Lamar brimmed with confidence as he 
patted the bed. Cris dropped her cloths and sat down on 
the edge of the bed.

"Lamar you just told Steve we would be going home, we 
should go."

Lamar reached over ignoring Cris' request and ran his 
finger up and down her cum soaked slit. "You heard me, 
we have an hour or so, now it's your turn to be on 
top."

"Lamar this is playing with fire."

Lamar kept stroking Cris clit. "I told you I think your 
husband is one of those guys that fantasies about 
having his wife fuck other men."

"Lamar I meant protection and you are wrong about my 
husband. If Steve finds out about this I don't know 
what he will do."

Lamar pushed two fingers deep into Cris' cum soaked 
pussy, his thumb still rubbing Cris' clit. "Does Steve 
get turned on when other men flirt with you, does he 
like you to wear sexy cloths?"

Cris could hardly answer, her mind clouding over with 
an impending orgasm. "Yes, I think, I mean sometimes, 
yes."

"I'm telling you the boy has a thing for you fucking 
some one else baby. You're married to a sick pup." 
Lamar removed his fingers as Cris came, then brought 
them to her lips.

"Suck on them baby, suck on my fingers." Cris complied, 
tasting her juices commingled with Lamar's cum.

"Taste my cum?"

"Hmmmm, yes."

"I think it's a little late to worry about protection 
now. Climb on top here girl." With one swift motion 
Lamar took Cris by the waist and had Cris straddle him.

"Lamar, really, we shouldn't."

"Put it in Cris, you are already filled up, a little 
more ain't gonna change a thing girl."

Her judgment clouded, Lamar's rationalization made 
sense. Cris grasped Lamar's cock and began rubbing it 
against her cunt lips. The man's cock head was much 
bigger than Steve's, in fact everything about Lamar's 
cock was big and so was the pleasure she was receiving 
from it now. Pressing down, Cris relaxed her thigh 
muscles and sat down on the oversized cock head. Cris' 
well lubricated pussy offered a little resistance 
initially, but once the head of Lamar's cock enter her 
vagina Cris started moving rhythmically.

"Slow down girl we have time." Lamar marveled at the 
extraordinary women on top of him. What a physical 
specimen. Cris in moments had buried Lamar's thick cock 
to the hilt. In order to fully stroke his cock, Cris 
had moved from her knees to a crouching position on the 
balls of her feet. Cris slid effortlessly up and down 
Lamar's black pole. Looking between her legs Cris 
stared in wonder as her pussy swallowed the massive 
shaft.

"Girl you really like that don't you?"

"Oh yeah, it feels so good, you fill me up so good."

"You know I'm going to spoil you, don't you?"

"Yes." Cris looked down on Lamar's black body. Cris' 
white hands were pressing up against his chest for 
support. The contrast of her hands against Lamar's skin 
only heightened her lust. Then Cris thought of Steve, 
but only momentarily and not in a flattering way. The 
last time she tried this position with Steve he had 
repeatedly slipped out of her and then he softened. 
With Lamar, Cris knew that wasn't a possibility. His 
beautiful cock fit so deep and tight in her wet pussy.

"Baby what are you thinking about?"

Cris' eyes were half closed as her whole body convulsed 
with the most exquisite orgasm she had ever 
experienced. Unable to respond Cris leaned over and 
sucked Lamar's tongue into her mouth. Pumping even 
harder now Cris wanted nothing but to please Lamar like 
he had pleased her. Cris with all the force her well 
conditioned body could produce began humping up and 
down on top of Lamar, until her body was covered with a 
thin sheen of moisture.

Lamar broke the kiss and pushed Cris back into a 
sitting position. "God woman I felt you cum, you really 
are something, you know that." Lamar admired the tiny 
beads of sweat forming on Cris' body. God she could 
fuck.

  Cris nodded, she had worked up a sweat again and 
could feel Lamar's cock expanding. This time there was 
no hesitation. Cris wanted to feel Lamar cum again, she 
wanted to feel his black seed deep in her pussy. The 
thought of him cumming in her again, brought another 
orgasm.

"Oh Lamar I'm cumming again, it feels so good, cum with 
me, I want you to cum in my pussy."

"I like that, talk to me Cris, tell me, what do you 
want me to do with this black cock."

"I want you to cum with your cock, cum, cum hard."

Lamar erupted hard as he watched the beautiful brunette 
pounding away at him. "Oh baby you feel it don't you, 
you feel me filling you up."

"Fuck yes! Fuck me hard! That's so fucking good." Cris 
couldn't believe she was saying these things, then 
again Cris couldn't believe she was actually fucking 
this man. Driving down hard Cris could feel Lamar's 
huge cock head make hard contact with her cervix. Sub-
consciously she started grinding down even harder with 
each contraction of Lamar's cock, effectively forcing 
more of his sperm deep into her womb.

Lamar on his own pushed as deeply as possible., for the 
second time that night Lamar had cum very hard. Cris' 
cunt fit him perfectly and her passion, Lamar was 
unprepared for all of it.

Lying there listening to her rapid breathing, Lamar 
felt strange, felt different. Lamar knew what he felt, 
he was just afraid to admit it to himself, he was 
rapidly falling in love with Cris. Lamar watched Cris 
get up and start to dress.

"Lamar please, we really should get going."

Lamar wanted to stay now, suddenly he didn't want to 
share Cris with Steve, with anyone. "Why are you so 
anxious to go home to that loser. I mean I just don't 
get it, what do you see in him."

Cris had felt she was nothing more than sex to Lamar 
till right then. Cris knew from the onset she was 
nothing more than another conquest for Lamar. Cris had 
tried to resist Lamar and failed miserably. Now Lamar 
was getting possessive and hateful about Steve.

"Lamar look I like you a lot, to much, but I'm married. 
I'm sorry, this shouldn't have happened, lets forget it 
happened, okay."

Lamar realized he had overstepped with Cris, degrading 
Steve was stupid and self defeating. Standing up Lamar 
put his arms around Cris. "I'm sorry about what I said 
about Steve, it was out of place."

Cris broke the embrace. "Fine, now we really need to go 
okay."

Lamar could feel the coolness, he fucked up. No matter, 
he thought, Steve was such a loser, it was only a 
matter of time before she would be crawling back.

Neither Cris or Lamar noticed the sedan parked across 
the street or the man in it. The man smiled, Lamar 
Dubois your still up to your old shit. Time to pay my 
man, time to pay, he said to himself as he lit a cigar.


Chapter 13


Steve was besides himself pacing up and down in the 
living room waiting for Lamar and Cris. When the car 
pulled up outside he went to the window and peaked. 
Lamar and Cris spoke for a while, then Cris leaned over 
and gave Lamar a kiss on the cheek and got out of the 
car and walked up to the house.

Opening the front door before Cris could use her key, 
Steve watched Lamar pull away. "I thought Lamar was 
going to come in for some drinks."

"No he said he was tired and needed to get home." 
Actually it had been Cris' suggestion.

"Too bad I bought all this booze. Oh well let's have a 
drink babe."

"Honey I've already had too much as it is, I need to 
get to bed I'm exhausted."

"So did Lamar come on to you?"

"What?"

"Did Lamar make a pass at you?"

"No, why do you ask?" Cris said as she walked into the 
bedroom. Cris didn't know what to do, she wanted to 
shower, but that might make things to obvious. Cris 
began removing her cloths.

"Cause he's a man, and you look so good babe, how could 
any man not make a pass."

Having removed her blouse, Cris stepped out of her 
pants. Cris felt Lamar's thick cum oozing down between 
her legs. 

"That's so sweet, you know honey all that dancing left 
me sweaty, I think I'm going to take a quick shower."

"Cris wait, come here." Steve had become suspicious, a 
shower now, had something happened. Surely Lamar had 
come on to her, that was the plan. Cris had lied about 
that, had something else happened. Steve's dick was 
hard immediately. Steve admired Cris as she turned to 
face him, nude, Cris kept her distance.

"Come here honey, you look so beautiful."

"But I feel icky, let me shower."

"Come here for just a second." 

Hesitantly Cris walked over to her husband who was 
sitting on the bed. Wild thoughts coursed through her 
mind. Cris recalled her conversation with Lamar on the 
drive home. Lamar had predicted Steve would want sex. 
Lamar's exact words were "Steve is going to ask you if 
something happened, then he's going to want sex, it's 
his sick fantasy and you can't change that." Could 
Lamar be right. 

Steve reached for Cris and pulled him to her. Kissing 
her stomach just below her belly button Cris flew into 
a panic as Steve gradually worked his way down to her 
pussy.

"Steve don't, I told you I really need a shower."

Steve had already smelled the strong scent of sex. 
Lamar had told him nothing had happened and Steve 
believed him, but in Steve's mind the fantasy raged. 
Steve could feel Cris trying to pull away but he held 
her fast. Steve pulled Cris closer and let his tongue 
slid across her clit. Cris pussy had a strange salty 
taste. The taste provocative, Steve worked his tongue 
even harder.

"Steve." Surely Steve could taste Lamar, yet it only 
seemed to make him more ravenous. Steve wasn't going to 
stop and Cris found herself opening her legs to Steve's 
tongue. Cris took Steve's head in her hands as she 
watched her husband hungrily devour her cum soaked 
pussy. Okay Steve if this is what you want, suddenly 
Cris wasn't just a little turned on, she was on fire. 
Lifting one leg up on to the bed, she mashed her cunt 
on to her husband's mouth.

"Steve that feels good, lick me honey, lick me deeper." 
Cris found herself really getting into this role 
playing. Then again it wasn't really role playing was 
it, she had just made love to another man and now her 
husband was eating pussy. Slowly Cris began rocking her 
hips faster and faster, harder and harder she rubbed 
her cunt across Steve's gapping mouth.

Steve moaned in response to Cris directions and started 
sticking his tongue even deeper into her cunt. God she 
was wet, she had wanted to fuck Lamar Steve thought. 
Lamar had gotten her hot, no doubt. Steve could only 
imagine what had happened between Lamar and Cris. Had 
they kissed, surely he had played with her tits, that 
would explain why she was so wet. Wanting to gain 
better access to her cunt, Steve pulled Cris on top of 
him so that now she was straddling his face.

Cris was on her knees and began rubbing her pussy back 
and forth across Steve's mouth. Subconsciously Cris 
found herself squeezing her cunt muscles together, 
hoping she would squeeze Lamar's cum into Steve's open 
mouth.

"You like sucking my pussy, baby?"

"Mmmmmmmm." Steve could only mumble.

"Oh Steve honey that feels so good."

Steve had eaten Cris before, but not like this, Cris 
liked it. Cris began grinding down hard with her cunt, 
rubbing her slit back and forth across Steve's mouth 
even harder than before. Steve could hardly catch his 
breath. Cris was ready to cum, so she reached back and 
slipped her hand into Steve's boxers. Steve's cock was 
hard, but what immediately struck Cris was how much 
smaller it was than Lamar's. Cris had been so close to 
coming, but the realization that Steve could never 
compare to Lamar was a disillusionment. When Steve 
suddenly started spurting in her hand Cris was 
relieved, at least the comparison would end there. 

When Steve lifted up from her pussy his face was 
streaked with a mixture of cum and saliva. Cris placed 
her finger on her clit and finished bringing herself 
off. Cris closed her eyes and the image of Lamar's cock 
sliding in and out of her cunt filled her thoughts. 
Racked by a powerful orgasm she shuddered with pleasure 
as she furiously rubbed her clit. There was no denying 
she had enjoyed her husbands tongue. More disturbing 
for Cris was that she like Steve eating her out after 
Lamar had filled her with his heavy sperm.

Steve too was disappointed that he had cum so fast, but 
he had been so turned on. On the bright side at least 
he had remained hard. Steve watched as Cris moved her 
finger furiously over her clit.

"Dam Cris, sorry, I just got so excited eating you."

"It's okay honey, believe me, you got me very excited." 
Cris didn't say she didn't cum again, which was exactly 
what she was thinking. Later in the shower she thought 
about all the things Lamar had told her. Lamar was 
right about so many things. The last thing he told her 
in the car was that sex with Steve would never be the 
same. Dam him she thought, he was right about that too.


Chapter 14


"Good morning Lamar, so tell me what happened last 
night." Steve took a chair in Lamar's office, without 
invitation.

"Nothing Steve, I mean you may be right about Cris 
being the faithful wife."

"Look don't bull shit me Lamar, if you fucked her tell 
me it's alright man, but I need to know. Last night 
after you dropped her off we. Look she was very 
excited, I can tell something had her hot, what 
happened. Just tell me." Steve was almost pleading.

"Alright I did come on to her, she didn't say 
anything."

"No what happened?"

"Really nothing like I said, we kissed a little is 
all."

"Well she didn't tell me that."

"No shit Steve what did you think she would say, by the 
way Steve, Lamar is nice, we kissed for a while tonight 
and I let him feel me up."

"You felt her up." Steve could feel his dick getting 
hard.

"A little, but don't say anything, this is going to 
take more time than I thought. More important, did you 
get any last night, I hope I got her good and hot for 
you."

"Did you touch her boobs, she has nice nipples doesn't 
she?"

"Steve you didn't answer my question, did you get any?"

"Yes okay. So tell me how did it go down?"

Lamar proceeded to give Steve a fake story about what 
transpired, that way if Steve went back to Cris, he 
could deny it, saying Steve just guessed. Plus Lamar 
didn't like the way things let off with Cris. Lamar 
wanted Cris totally under his control if possible and 
Steve a non-issue. Finishing the story Lamar couldn't 
get over Steve's reaction, the guy was clearly turned 
on by the story. 

"Next time I want to watch Lamar."

"Steve how the hell do you propose we do that. I think 
I'm going to need to spend a lot more time alone with 
her, before we can arrange that."

"Okay I'll think on it, but man in the future I want to 
know exactly what happened."

"No problem, at the same time I need to know from you 
what happened when you got home. Did the two of you 
make love?"

"No just some oral sex is all. We didn't make love, why 
do you want to know?"

"Just to see if you could tell if she was turned on, by 
me you know."

"Oh she was real wet when I ate her out."

Unbelievable, thought Lamar, the guy ate a pussy full 
of cum, better, Cris let him. "Well that's a good sign, 
maybe I got to her a little bit. I think it would be a 
good idea not to give her any for a while Steve. Maybe 
if Cris goes without for a while she'll get more horny. 
I'll call you later I have an idea for the weekend."

"Okay but let me know soon, so I can start working on 
Cris."

Dumb ass, Lamar said under his breath as Steve left his 
office. Picking up the phone Lamar called Cris.

"Hello Cris how are you?"

Cris had been thinking about what happened the night 
before all morning. While the rational part of Cris 
knew nothing good could come of an affair, the wilder 
side was totally infatuated with Lamar. Hearing his 
voice caused her heart rate to quicken.

"Fine."

"So was I right about Steve did he want sex."

Cris was not willing to concede that Lamar had been 
right. "No, he was asleep when I got home."

She was lying, good. "Really, then I was wrong about 
your husband. I would have thought he would have gone 
down on you at the very least."

"What?"

"Too blunt again, sorry, it's just that's there MO. 
Cuckolds like to eat out the dominant males sperm."

"Lamar that's so crude."

"Sorry, any way I guess I was wrong. I really called to 
say last night was really special. When can we see each 
other again."

The sudden change of topic caught Cris off guard. 
"Lamar I don't think we should see each other again. 
Last night was really nice, really nice, but dangerous. 
I'm married and then there is the pregnancy thing. 
Having unprotected sex with you was crazy. How would I 
ever explain a black baby."

"The sex was good, you know we are made for each other. 
I fit so good in you, admit it."

Cris pressed her legs together, recalling the previous 
evening was stirring her emotions. "Yes it was good."

"How about, I come over for lunch."

"Don't you dare, what will the neighbors say?"

"Alright then meet me at my place for lunch."

"Lamar I want to, but I can't." The line went dead, 
Cris couldn't believe it Lamar had hung up on her. Cris 
was upset, she really did want to see Lamar, now she 
had made him angry. Oh well she thought, it's better 
that it ends now. 


Chapter 15


Julian Rodgers watched as Lamar climbed into the 
Porsche, then followed at a discreet distance. When he 
pulled up in front of the Harris house his suspicions 
were confirmed, Lamar was up to his old shit. Julian 
Rogers first became involved when a friend of a friend 
told him some white dude needed to get some money back 
from a brother. Julian had a good reputation when it 
came to collections. 

Julian watched Lamar ring the bell and the front door 
open. The Harris woman opened the door and let Lamar in 
the house. Julian recalled his dance with Cris, she was 
a very beautiful woman. For sure Lamar had excellent 
taste when it came to women. Lamar's last woman was 
very nice, young attractive and her husband was 
wealthy. Thomas and Ann Wiles were happily married till 
Lamar came along. Then Lamar started fucking her, she 
fell for him then transferred a lot of money to Lamar's 
account with the promise that he would send for her 
when he got settled. Lamar never called.

After meeting Thomas and Ann, it soon became apparent 
to Julian that it wasn't Thomas who wanted the money 
back. On the contrary, the old guy could of cared less. 
No it was Ann who wanted her pound of flesh. Ann had 
taken Julian aside and told him that she didn't want 
Julian to hurt Lamar, merely to find him, then she 
would tell him what to do. Julian took the work, the 
money was good and the job easy.

Julian found Lamar in just two weeks. When he called 
Thomas he found out the couple had separated and that 
Thomas would no longer require Julian's services. So 
now Julian found himself without work, but decided a 
little freelancing might be in order. Julian was now 
free to squeeze money out of Lamar and he wouldn't have 
to share. Now it was just a question of when. 

Cris was caught completely off guard by Lamar's 
arrival. Dressed in a t-shirt and shorts she had been 
cleaning the house.

"Lamar what are you doing here?"

"Are you going to ask me in?"

"Lamar I specifically asked you not to come over."

"Girl you look good you know that." Lamar took Cris by 
the waist and pulled her close. Lamar could feel Cris' 
body tremble at his touch. 

"Lamar don't."

But Lamar knew Cris didn't mean it. "You don't want me 
to stop, we're meant for each other. After last night 
you know you belong to me."

Cris pulled away, she didn't care for the way Lamar was 
talking to her. "Lamar I want you to leave now."

Cris had backed herself into the hallway leading to the 
bedrooms. Lamar smiled and walked towards her. Lamar 
softened his tone. "Baby I'm sorry, it's just that I'm 
so crazy about you. Come on just let me hold you."

Lamar was close again. Cris didn't know what to do, 
Lamar had frightened her. "Lamar please go."

This time Cris sounded less persuasive, less sure of 
herself and Lamar moved closer. Reaching out he took 
her arm and pulled her towards him. "If you want me to 
go I will." Lamar said this in a whisper as he kissed 
Cris' ear. The kiss sent shock waves coursing through 
Cris' body. The next thing Cris knew Lamar had removed 
her t-shirt and his hand had slipped into her shorts 
were his fingers were busy on her slit. Cris had been 
busy too. Cris had unfastened Lamar's belt and was 
working feverishly on his trousers.

"Take me to your bed Cris."

"Without hesitation Cris pulled Lamar into her bedroom 
and on to the bed. The couple were completely nude in 
moments. Cris' cunt was awash with her lubricant as 
Lamar massaged her clit. When Lamar positioned himself 
between Cris' legs to insert his cock, Cris stopped 
him. Then Cris leaned over and pulled out a condom from 
the night stand. Lamar had already placed the head of 
his cock into Cris wet slit.

"Lamar we need to use this."

Lamar response was to work more of his cock into Cris' 
inflamed pussy. Lamar looked down between their legs 
signaling Cris to also look. Cris involuntarily looked 
as Lamar's black cock sunk ever deeper into her pussy. 
Every time Lamar would withdraw his blue-black cock it 
shinned wet with her juices. Cris cunt pulsed with the 
movement of Lamar's cock, expanding and contracting 
with each stroke.

"Damn Cris that feels so good doesn't it. See how good 
we fit together." Lamar had no intention of putting a 
rubber on, he wanted to plant more of his sperm in her 
womb, he wanted Cris pregnant with his child. 

Cris couldn't believe how good it felt to have Lamar 
buried deep in her pussy. Cris could feel Lamar 
penetrating deeper with each thrust. Cris let the 
condom drop to the bed as she grab Lamar's ass and 
pulled him deeper.

"God Lamar this feels so right." 

"That's my girl, now tell me, you want me to cum don't 
you. You want my black cock in you deep, when I cum 
don't you."

"Yes, yes fuck me with your big cock."

Just the idea that he might impregnate Cris brought 
Lamar to the brink of cumming. "Fuck, I'm going to cum 
so hard." Lamar's cock began to expand.

Lamar's exclamation in turn brought Cris to a numbing 
orgasm. "Cum Lamar baby, cum."

Lamar came hard, pounding his cock deep, forcing jet 
after jet of his black seed into Cris. After the first 
spurts of cum were released from his cock, Lamar 
stopped pumping, content to keep his cock deep in Cris' 
velvet sheath. Lamar kept pulsing cum deep into her 
womb for a good two minute's after the first wave of 
pleasure.

Lying beneath Lamar Cris could not believe that once 
again she had succumbed to Lamar and the thrill of 
unprotected sex. Cris could feel Lamar's cock gradually 
softening and with it the cum oozing out of her slit. 
What had she done, what if she were to have a black 
baby. Would that really be so bad, it certainly would 
mean the end of her marriage.

Reading her mind Lamar said, "Cris baby, don't worry, 
no matter what happens I'll stick by you, you 
understand." Lamar wondered were that came from, he had 
fallen for this women, fallen hard. 

"Lamar you won't be saying that if I end up pregnant." 
Cris was testing now, unsure about Lamar's sincerity.

"I ain't going anywhere Cris."

"Lamar I..."

The lovers were startled by the door bell. "God who 
could that be," said Cris, as she pushed Lamar off of 
her. Lamar didn't move as Cris slipped on her shorts 
and t-shirt.

Cris looked out the side light before opening the door. 
A large familiar looking black man stood before her. 
Without opening the door, Cris asked, "may I help you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for Lamar Dubois."

Christ thought Cris, what the hell do I do now. Just 
then Lamar walked up in his boxer's.

"What's going on."

Whispering, "Lamar he's looking for you."

Lamar looked out the window and had a bad feeling, 
though he didn't know why. Lamar's car was parked out 
front so he was left little alternative but to answer.

"Cris tell him I'll be right along." Returning to the 
room Lamar got dressed.

Cris opened the door, "Lamar will be right out." The 
black man stepped in and looked Cris over, his eye's 
lingering on her protruding nipples. Cris 
subconsciously crossed her arms covering her breasts. 
Something about the man was familiar, but she couldn't 
place him.

"He should be right out, please sit down, can I get you 
anything?"

"No Cris, I'm fine thanks, is Steve home."

Cris who was about to leave the room, frozen in her 
tracks. "I'm sorry do I know you?"

"We met last night remember, we danced, my name is 
Julian. I was sitting by your husband last night at the 
bar, we talked." Julian had caught a good look at those 
dark protruding nipples, very nice. Now the woman had 
crossed her arms, which only served to accent the size 
of her tits.

Panic was setting in, Cris didn't know what to think or 
say. Then almost reading her thought's Julian said, 
"don't worry I won't say anything." Julian gave her a 
knowing smile.

Cris blushed. "Please make yourself comfortable, Lamar 
will be right out." Cris felt nude in front of Julian. 
The big black man had disrobed her with his eyes. There 
was something strange and scary about him too, yet Cris 
felt he was good looking, attractive in a dangerous 
way.

Cris retired to her bedroom and passed Lamar in the 
hall. Mouthing words to Lamar Cris asked who Julian 
was, but Lamar just shrugged.

When Lamar walked up to Julian he extended his hand and 
began to introduce himself. Julian uncoiled a blow to 
Lamar's midsection like a cobra strike, lightning fast 
and lethal. Lamar would have fallen to the ground 
except Julian caught him in his bear like arms. Lamar 
tried to talk, but the blow left him searching for air.

"That's all right Lamar, let me do the talking. Ann and 
Tom send there regards. You know who I'm talking about 
don't you?"

Lamar still trying to breath, nodded yes.

"Good. Hey I like that Porsche you drive. What do those 
cost new, about seventy five thousand?"

Lamar appraised the situation. Tybo hadn't prepared him 
for this. Obviously the man was insane and extremely 
dangerous. "Yes," he answered.

"Now I'm going to let you go, your not going to try 
something stupid like running."

"No."

Julian released Lamar who was still bent over in pain.

"Ann wants her money back Lamar, when can you give it 
to me."

"I don't owe anyone any money."

"Ann and tom say you forced Ann to withdraw the money, 
blackmail, understand."

"That's bullshit man."

"The way I se it is either you give me the money, nice 
and easy or I kick your fucking ass and turn you over 
to the police. What's it going to be."

"Fuck that shit man."

Julian stepped towards Lamar, it had the desired 
affect.

"It will take me awhile to get it."

"When Lamar?"

"A couple of weeks."

"One week Lamar, it's all you get. You understand?"

"Yes."

"I'll be in touch. By the way, her husband know you 
fucking his wife?"

"No."

"One week Lamar."

Lamar watched the massive man leave. Returning to the 
bedroom Lamar was relieved to hear the shower running. 
Good he thought, his nerves shattered, his body still 
trembling, at least Cris hadn't over heard what had 
just transpired. What a cunt that Ann was and her wimp 
ass husband, one week, not much time he thought. Lamar 
heard the water shut off, Cris appeared with a towel 
wrapped around her.

"Jesus Lamar did you tell him to come here, he knows 
Steve, and he knows about us."

"Don't worry baby, just a friend who recognized my car. 
How does he know Steve?"

"They met last night at the club, you didn't see him."

"No or I would have introduced you. I've got to run, 
I'll call you later." 

Lamar knew he could get the money up but it would mean 
selling a few things. He needed to buy a little time, 
but how was the question. Maybe Cris was the answer, 
maybe she had some money. One week was not much time. 
Worse still, Lamar realized the man had been watching 
him, fuck.


Chapter 16


Julian laid in the king size bed watching the news, 
when the his cell phone rang. 

"Hello."

"Julian it's Ann are you still in West Palm."

 Ann was the last person Julian expected to here from. 
"Yes."

"Any luck?"

"As in." Julian wasn't sure if he should tell Ann about 
finding Lamar.

"Lamar, did you find him?"

"Your husband told me to stop looking, besides he owes 
me some money."

"Julian I just came this morning, I'm staying at the 
National down in South Beach, know were it's at?"

"Yes."

"Meet me at the hotel, say eight, dinners on me. We can 
discuss your fee,"

"Eight, the National, I'll be there."

Seeing Mrs. Harris in that t-shirt had left Julian 
horny, which brought up the dinner date with Ann. 
Julian had caught Ann looking on more than one 
occasion, now the invitation to dinner. Pussy and money 
the trip to South Florida was getting better by the 
minute.

Ann Wiles hung up, turning towards the mirror, she 
checked herself out. The new bikini showed off her new 
tits beautifully. Dr Williams was an artist. Ann didn't 
look a day over thirty, at forty the years had been 
kind, so had Dr. Williams. The new boob job had removed 
any sag and her work ethic at the gym saw to the rest 
of her body.

Ann was a slender 5'4" with olive complexion and green 
eyes, a gift from her Jewish parents. Ann reached up 
and caressed her new breasts. Julian Rodgers, now he 
was a hunk and her X said he was dangerous. Julian 
didn't seem dangerous, but so what if he was. That just 
made him all the more interesting.

Ann reflected on the time she had spent with Lamar, the 
fucker. Ann smiled, he was a good fuck actually, to 
good. What a school girl she had been with Lamar. Lamar 
had been her first black lover and she had become 
deeply infatuated with the man and the open life style 
he had introduced her to.

Ann met Lamar when he went to work for her husband 
Thomas. That was a little more than a year ago. Boy 
things had changed since then. Almost two years ago Ann 
was a frumpy housewife of thirty -eight. Thomas was 
making a lot of money and Ann had all the nice cloths 
and jewelry a woman could want. Neither Thomas nor Ann 
wanted children, so they traveled a bit, but Thomas was 
less than exciting. After eleven years of marriage Ann 
and Thomas rarely had sex and when they did, well there 
were no fireworks. Enter Lamar.

Lamar started working as an intern for the same company 
as Thomas. They met at a party and Thomas introduced 
her to Lamar. Ann still remembered how Lamar had stared 
at her the remainder of the party. Ann made the 
decision that night she would change her life. The next 
day Ann purchased a computer and called Lamar at work 
and asked him if he could show her how to use it.

"I had a feeling you would call Mrs. Wiles."

"Please call me Ann. Lamar I've never done this 
before."

"Computers? Just kidding, when would you like me to 
come by?"

That Saturday while Thomas was playing golf Lamar was 
fucking Ann in their marital bed. Once released from 
her inhibitions Ann became a different woman. Ann was 
willing to try anything and Lamar was just the guy to 
show her. At first it started out straight sex, but 
that changed. Ann's appetite for sex was voracious. Ann 
had always had strong sexual fantasies, that is to say 
she was curious about all kinds of sex. Ann's affair 
with Lamar merely opened the flood gates.

Lamar too acted out many a fantasy with Ann. Ann was 
willing to do anything. Once Lamar suggested that she 
come to the office with out any underwear on, Ann 
complied, then fucked Lamar at his desk with Thomas in 
the next office. Ann too made suggestion. One weekend 
Ann and Lamar snuck off to New York for a long weekend. 
Thomas thought Ann was shopping. The very first night 
the couple had hit one of the popular night spots. Ann 
saw her first. Red hair, fair skinned, early twenties. 
Attractive, but poorly dressed, the girl was staring at 
Lamar.

Ann was the one that suggested Lamar pick the girl up. 
The girl Emily, was new to the city. Lamar bought her 
some drinks and had her quite drunk in a very short 
time. Lamar introduced Ann to Emily claiming Ann was an 
old friend. The two conspirators kept the booze coming, 
then suggested they retire to the Plaza for some 
additional drinks. For the first time in Ann's life she 
knew what it felt like to be the predator, Ann loved 
it.

Two drinks at the Oak Bar and Emily could hardly walk. 
Retiring to the room, Ann helped Emily out of her 
cloths. The poor child never realized what was 
happening. Once in bed Lamar wasted little time. Going 
down on Emily he had her squirming for cock in moments. 
Spreading Emily's legs Ann guided his huge cock head 
into position. Emily's eyes darted from Lamar to Ann 
repeatedly, panic setting in as she sobered a little 
bit. Sensing reluctance Ann in a soothing voice told 
the young girl to relax.

Emily had had only one other man before that evening , 
her high school sweet heart, back in Boise, all that 
was about to change. Rubbing Lamar's cock head across 
Emily's wet cunt lips was a thrill for Ann. Ann loved 
watching the girl wiggle and squirm as the huge cock 
invaded her tight young pussy. Then Ann began playing 
with Emily's budding clit, Emily's lush red hair 
tangling in her fingers. Emily asked her to stop, that 
things weren't right, but Ann wouldn't hear of it. 
Rubbing her clit even faster Ann and Lamar brought 
Emily her first orgasm.

"You've never cum before have you dear. You like that 
don't you, you like black cock and you like me playing 
with your pussy. Now do you want me to stop?"

"Noooooooooo, but please pull out, I'm not on any 
thing."

"Before Lamar could answer, Ann lied, "your lucky day 
honey my husband is fixed, you know a vasectomy, so 
don't worry no babies."

Ann came hard, as Emily acquiesce to her touch, the 
seduction almost better than the sex. Ann had never had 
a bi-sexual experience, but having tried it, Ann loved 
it. Ann thought about Emily her first, wondering if 
Lamar had impregnated her.

Ann picked up the phone and made a call. Hanging up, 
Ann was sure Julian would be pleasantly surprised.


Chapter 17


Steve walked into Lamar's office that afternoon. Steve 
had been pondering the situation all day and felt like 
he had arrived at a solution.

"Lamar I have an idea, this might work out perfect. 
Cris and I have a place at the beach near Sarasota. I 
could invite you there for the weekend. You could drive 
up with Cris, I'll make up an excuse about work. I'll 
come up later, that will give you all the privacy you 
will need."

Lamar couldn't believe the guy. "You sure about this?"

"Yeah, not a problem, will work out the details later. 
This way I'll be able to see if something happens. 
Okay."

"Okay, I never turn down a weekend a the beach."

"When Steve walked out, Lamar picked up the phone and 
called Cris. "Guess what, your husband just invited me 
to your place at the beach for this weekend."

"Really."

"Yes, I'm telling you Cris, I think he really wants us 
to get together, what a perv."

"No way Lamar and please stop saying that."

"Okay, but you know what my job is here right, computer 
maintenance."

"Yes."

"Just between us, part of my job is to make sure the 
employees don't spend all there time surfing the net."

"Okay, so."

"You can never say anything or it could mean my job."

"Alright."

Lamar then proceeded to explain to Cris how to network 
into the office and her husband's computer. "If you go 
to Steve's history it's all there for you to see, just 
check. I've got to run, call you later." hanging up 
Lamar was content with the way the game was going. The 
only problem remaining was Julian and that really 
wasn't much of a problem. Lamar didn't like the idea of 
paying the money back, but the fact of the matter was 
he had invested some of it and had done quite well. 
Lamar decided he would pay the money back and put that 
problem behind him. The answer of course was Cris, the 
remaining question how much money could she get her 
hands on.

Steve on the way back to his office congratulated 
himself. No longer would he have to rely on Lamar for 
the full story. Besides there was something about Lamar 
he didn't feel right about. Yes he would have Lamar and 
Cris drive to the beach together and yes he would fake 
problems at work. What Steve didn't tell Lamar was that 
he planed to spy on the couple by hiding in the loft 
which provided unencumbered views of the living room as 
well as the master bedroom. Steve couldn't wait, now he 
would get the full story.

Closing the window Cris wondered how long Steve had 
harbored these fantasies. Goodness, Cris would never 
have guessed a man would actually fantasize about 
watching his wife make love to another man. From the 
number of sites visited by Steve he wasn't the only man 
with similar thoughts. Cris couldn't help but notice 
that a number of the sites Steve had recently visited 
were interracial sites. Almost always the wife, white, 
would fall into an intensely sexual relationship with a 
well hung black man. Cris had no problem identifying 
with those women, she couldn't stop thinking of Lamar.

The problem was Steve, Cris was at a complete loss as 
to what to do about Steve. Maybe Steve already knew, if 
he didn't know what would he do when he found out? 
After thinking about it for sometime Cris realized that 
not once had the thought of breaking it off with Lamar 
entered her mind. The reason for that was simple Cris 
believed she was already in love with Lamar.


Chapter 18


Julian arrived at the National a few minutes late and 
found Ann waiting at the bar. Ann was wearing a plain 
black dress and black heels. Deeply tanned she looked 
different, no longer mousey, she looked good. The black 
dress clung to her body, outlining every curve. Ann's 
breast's spilled out of the top and the out line of her 
nipples accented the fact she wore no bra. 

"Good evening Ann how are you."

"Fine Julian, you look nice, glad you could come. 
Please sit down sugar."

"My pleasure, so how can I help you?"

"Revenge."

"I do business, not revenge."

"Julian you found Lamar, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"I did very well in the divorce, so money is not the 
issue and violence is so boorish. No I was thinking of 
something that might damage that ego, I want to hurt 
him some how. I need to know what he does, what he 
likes, who he loves, if he's capable of that emotion 
and your just the man for the job."

"Sounds like you would be better served with a private 
investigator."

"But I like you Julian." Ann placed her hand on 
Julian's thigh." And if I'm not mistaken, since you've 
found Lamar, you've probably already spoken with him 
about the money. So I'll tell you what, you help me and 
you get to keep any money you recover from Lamar." 

Just then a petite brunette walked up to Ann. Black 
hair and green eye's she was quite attractive, exotic 
actually thought Julian.

"I'm sorry Ann the hair drier broke." The girl had a 
thick Latin accent.

"Julian this is Evona, she will be joining us for 
dinner. I made reservations at the Blue Door, I hope 
you don't mind. Just a short walk, next door actually." 
Ann placed her arm around Evona's waist and drawing her 
near kissed her on the lips, then glancing over at 
Julian bit Evona's lower lip for emphasis. "Of course 
there will be fringe benefits if you decide to help."

"Let's have dinner and I'll think about it Ann. I will 
say, you certainly know how to make a business deal 
attractive."

The next morning Julian woke to the smell of coffee and 
the soft touch of an ocean breeze as Ann opened the 
sliding glass door to the beach.

"Good morning, I ordered up some coffee and fruit. 
Julian may I say you exceeded my expectations in every 
way."

Julian's eye's adjusted to the light, Evona was still 
asleep and lying next to him. The previous evening had 
been memorable to say the least. Dinner, drinks, and 
above all Ann. Julian wasn't sure but he thought he had 
cum at least four or five times last night. Not since 
getting out of prison, having served five years, had he 
fucked like that. The Cuban, Evona was good. Looking 
Evona's body over, he reconsidered the evaluation, she 
was very good.

Julian was twenty-nine but had never experienced a 
night like the one before. Julian's cock was hard from 
the moment Ann kissed Evona and all through dinner. 
When they returned to Ann's room the girls began to 
undress, then things heated up. Evona's olive 
complexion and deep tan contrasted heavily with Ann's 
fair complexion. Ann's experience was apparent from the 
start. 

Ann and Evona helped undress Julian and both were quick 
to comment on his physical statute as well as his 
blessed gift as Ann phrased it. Evona was more subtle, 
"now that's a big cock, I think I'm going to like 
sucking this black popsicle," she said giggling. Suck 
it she did and so did Ann. How many times, Julian found 
it hard to recall.

Certainly the climax of the evening was watching the 
two girls fuck each other. Julian had seen porn movies, 
but those movies left him unprepared for the real 
thing. Julian's mind played the scene over in his mind.

Julian was sitting up in bed as Evona gave him an 
extraordinary blow job. Stroking his cock with both 
hands Julian couldn't believe how much of his cock 
Evona could swallow, the feeling was exquisite. What 
really made Julian crazy was Ann. Ann was sitting in a 
large arm chair nude, legs spread wide and rubbing her 
clit madly as she watched Evona suck his cock. Ann 
clearly knew what she wanted. As early as that first 
night Julian realized that he was merely the woman's 
tool.

Evona stirred and Julian effortlessly pulled her on top 
of him. Barely awake, Evona reached between her legs 
and guide Julian's cock head into position. 

Ann stood by the door as Julian's cock penetrated into 
Evona's hot slit. Julian, she observed, had a healthy 
appetite for sex. Until last night she thought she 
would never meet a man as well endowed as Lamar. 
Julian's cock was deceptive. Julian was a big man and 
Ann didn't realize how large a cock Julian had until 
she took his pants off. In one word, incredible. A good 
ten inches and very thick, thicker than Lamar's. 

The couple were fucking harder now. Evona couldn't 
accept all of Julian's cock, but that certainly didn't 
stop her from trying. Cum from the previous night oozed 
out the side of Evona's cunt lips as Julian pounded her 
pussy.

"Papa you are so good, me negro, que bueno, so fucking 
good, fuck me baby. I want you to cum with your cock in 
my pussy."

  "Ann felt a momentary pang of jealousy, then reminded 
herself Evona was just a prostitute. To bad she wasn't 
an innocent young woman, the key word being innocent. 
For Ann bright and innocent was even better. Ann had 
her game too, manipulating others for her sexual 
gratification was her greatest pleasure.

"Hey can I get in on this."

"Baby, I'm sorry come over here and give me a kiss." 
Evona purred as Julian helped slid up and down his 
thick black cock.

Ann dropped her robe and climbed into bed. Licking he 
finger till it was good and wet she placed her hand on 
the crack of Evona's ass. Leaning over she kissed 
Julian and pushed her middle finger deep into Evona's 
ass. Evona's ass muscles contracted causing her tight 
cunt muscles to contract on Julian's fat cock. 

"Fucking, oh fucking good, mama fuck my ass," Evona 
screamed as she came. 

"Julian too came hard, sending a torrent of cum into 
Evona's pussy. Ann broke the kiss and admired her handy 
work, as both lovers collapsed exhausted.

"Baby you fucking good you know that," Evona purred as 
she rolled off Julian.

"Ann were did you find this girl?" 

"I hope she didn't make you too tired, cause now it's 
my turn to get off. Evona honey I want you to eat my 
pussy." With that Ann rolled over on top of Evona so 
that her legs were straddling the lethal Cuban. Ann 
then edged up so that her clit was poised directly over 
Evona's mouth. Evona always ready to please flicked her 
tongue across Ann's protruding clit.

Ann closed her eyes as Evona lapped at her pussy. then 
as an after thought she said, "Julian there's coffee on 
the table, Evona will have me ready in a few." Closing 
her eye's again Ann pushed down hard as she came.


Chapter 19


Cris waited for the phone to ring. She couldn't believe 
it Lamar had been right, her husband was heavy into 
porn and his fantasy involved his wife fucking black 
men. Had she been persuaded by him to fuck Lamar. 

"Hello this is Lamar Dubois."

"Lamar it's Cris you were right, I can't believe it. 
All those sights Steve has visited, he really does 
fantasize about me being with you."

"I know, problem is what will he do if he finds out we 
are actually having an affair? There's no telling what 
a sick guy like that might do."

"Lamar, Steve would never hurt us."

"You sure about that, you didn't think he was a perv 
either."

"Lamar I don't know what to think or do."

Lamar could sense Cris' conflicts of emotion and 
vulnerability. Lamar had grown quite infatuated with 
Cris and he wanted to make sure that in the future 
Steve would be out of the picture. Lamar wanted Cris 
for himself.

"Cris you know how I feel about you and I think you 
feel the same way about me."

"Oh Lamar, this is so crazy, just two weeks ago I was 
happily married, and now I just don't know."

Lamar took her response like a slap. Dam he had been so 
sure that Cris would profess her love for him. Okay 
thought Lamar , he would have to be more patient.

"Cris I wish I had answers for you, I'm not the one 
married to Steve though. Look I'm sorry I've got to run 
business, but if you need some one to talk to later 
give me a call."

Cris hung up more confused than ever. Cris had come 
very close to telling Lamar she loved him. The problem 
was she wasn't sure if that was the way she truly felt. 
Two weeks ago if some one would have told her she would 
care for some one other than Steve she would have told 
them they were insane.

When Steve got home that night he told Cris that he had 
invited Lamar to the beach for the weekend. Steve said 
that he told Lamar to bring a date. Cris felt a 
momentary pang of jealously at the thought of Lamar 
with someone else, but tried to hide her feelings. Cris 
told Steve she was disappointed because she had hope to 
spend some time a lone with him. 

"We'll still have time alone Cris."

"Steve it's just getting close to that time of the 
month, if you know what I mean."

"Period."

"No silly, by my calculations Monday will be the best 
time to work on having a baby. So are the two days 
before, so Saturday and Sunday, got it."

"Does that mean you are horny," Steve said as he 
approached his wife. 

Cris' mind raced with thoughts of Lamar. What if she 
were already pregnant with his child, it was a 
possibility, though remote. Steve hands on her waist 
brought Cris back to reality.

"For you honey always." Cris whispered as their lips 
touched. Unable to control her curiosity Cris asked, 
"Who is Lamar bringing?"

"He didn't say, how about we start working on that kid 
right now." Steve knew his wife well, but couldn't 
determine if she was just curious or jealous. Steve 
felt his cock harden at the prospect that his wife 
might actually feel something for Lamar. Steve didn't 
know if his excitement was spurred by his secret 
participation in the seduction of his own wife, or just 
the fact she might fuck another. 

The reality of the situation for Steve was that he was 
convincing himself that he wouldn't feel jealous even 
if his wife was to fuck Lamar, after all he felt it 
would be as much his doing as Lamar's. In Steve's mind 
Cris could never love Lamar, it would only be a short 
lived physical attraction for Cris, one that would only 
lead to Steve's fulfillment of a long standing fantasy.

Though Cris had showered after Lamar left and washed, 
still she was hesitant to make love with Steve. Cris 
realized she was just being paranoid, but she couldn't 
help it.

"Now, I told you our best chance is for tomorrow or 
Sunday."

"Then lets just practice." Steve wrapped his arms 
around Cris and gave her a long deep kiss. Steve could 
feel Cris' nipples against his chest and imagined it 
was Lamar who was kissing and fondling Cris.

Perhaps it was the session at noon with Lamar or just 
that she was nearing her fertile time, in any event 
Cris soon found herself responding to Steve's advances. 
Instinctively she reached between his legs and 
aggressively started to rub Steve's dick. Steve wasted 
little time at pulling Cris t-shirt over her head.

"Sugar have I told you lately how beautiful you are." 
Steve stepped back momentarily to get a better look at 
his woman. Steve never tired of looking at Cris' 
magnificent body.

Steve lets go to the room. "Cris wanted to feel her 
husband's dick in her slit as her lust mounted. Steve 
quickly led her by the hand into their bedroom. Husband 
and wife quickly removed their remaining cloths and 
jumped in bed. Steve reached between Cris' parted legs 
and found her slit wet and ready, with little ceremony 
Steve mounted her. Steve's dick easily slid into Cris' 
slit and he began a steady pumping rhythm.

Cheek to cheek with her husband Cris was glad Steve 
wasn't having any problems with his erection, yet she 
felt as if something were lacking. Cris' mind wandered 
to the hours before with Lamar, when she could feel 
every undulation of his black cock every vein and bump. 
Cris reached around with her hands and pulled Steve's 
butt against her as hard as she could, thinking that 
she could help her husband duplicate Lamar's 
penetration. 

Steve felt the urgency in Cris' arm's as she pulled him 
into her. Steve's dick was hard and the thought of 
Lamar fucking his wife made him even harder. Steve 
imagined it was Lamar fucking Cris, that he was Lamar 
and she was loving it. Both lovers role played with out 
the others knowledge.

Cris gushed with lubricant which only made Steve's dick 
slid in and out more easily. Steve was sliding in and 
out rapidly now and Cris could tell he was getting 
closer to cumming. Cris wanted to feel the explosive 
rush of cum she had experienced with Lamar, so she 
thought to encourage Steve.

"That's right baby fuck me hard, harder. I want you to 
cum hard baby. I want you to fill my pussy with your 
cum."

Steve imagined it was Lamar she was talking to with the 
instantaneous effect of making him cum. Steve plunged 
his dick into Cris with all his purpose. Steve 
contracted his butt muscles and stiffened his legs as 
he was rocked by an intense orgasm. Spurting cum into 
his wife's vagina, Steve felt as if he had filled Cris' 
pussy to the brim.

Cris had felt Steve accelerate his pumping motion, a 
precursor to his cumming. Cris waited for Steve's dick 
to expand and was surprised when Steve stopped pumping 
and collapsed exhausted on top of her. Cris then felt 
Steve's dick slip out of her slit as his hardness 
subsided.

"God babe that was so good, could you feel how much I 
came, if that didn't make a baby nothing will. Did you 
cum?"

"Yes honey you were fantastic," Cris said as 
persuasively as possible. Cris wasn't about to tell her 
husband he had failed to bring her off, really it 
wasn't even close. Now Cris began to wonder if sex with 
Steve would ever excite her again after Lamar. Cris 
tried to persuade herself that her feelings for Lamar 
were nothing more than infatuation, yet it was 
impossible to deny the fact that Lamar by far was a 
superior lover. Cris knew the only answer to her 
problem was abstinence, no more sex with Lamar. Lying 
next to Steve she vowed to stay away from Lamar.

The next morning Steve and Cris made preparations to go 
to the beach house when the phone rang and Steve 
answered. After a brief conversation Steve hung up and 
informed Cris that he would have to go into the office 
and take care of a few matters. Steve suggested that 
Cris pick up Lamar and take him to the beach and that 
he would meet them there later. Cris protested saying 
she would wait, but Steve would have nothing of it. 
Steve gave Cris directions to Lamar's home and grabbing 
his keys left for the office.

Driving over to Lamar's home Cris was frustrated. Cris 
was trying to be the good wife, but it seemed as if 
forces beyond her control were directing her life. When 
Lamar got into the car , Cris informed him that Steve 
had to go to the office. Little did Cris know that 
Lamar was in on the scheme.

Lamar wanted more time alone with Cris and if her dumb 
ass husband was willing to let him have that time, well 
he would take it.

"Did Steve say how long he would be at the office?"

"Till late this afternoon."

Cris was wearing shorts and a light cotton blouse over 
her bikini top. Lamar looked at her well toned legs and 
his cock started getting hard. Lamar couldn't believe 
his good fortune. The woman next to him was bright, 
beautiful, and sexy. Cris was everything he had ever 
wanted in a woman. What had started out as a game to 
Lamar, had changed. Lamar Dubois was falling in love.

"Good that will give us some time together." Lamar 
placed his black hand on Cris tanned thigh.

Cris looked down at Lamar's hand as he squeezed her 
leg, goosebumps coursed over her skin. "Lamar we need 
to talk, I mean this is going to far."

"What's going to far sugar, this." Lamar let his finger 
drift into the opening of Cris shorts, so that his 
finger was rubbing up against her bikini bottom. Then 
deftly, Lamar moved the material aside and found her 
clit. Cris clamped her legs together, but it was to 
late. Cris reached down with her hand in an effort to 
move Lamar's.

"Lamar please." Driving made it near impossible for 
Cris, but she managed to move Lamar's hand.

"Hey what's a matter. You worried about Steve. I told 
you I'm sure he wants this in his twisted little mind. 
I bet he wanted me to be alone with you."

"That is so crazy." Lamar was gently rubbing Cris' leg 
when he leaned over and nuzzled her neck, sending goose 
bumps down her back.

"You read those stories, it's a white guy thing. One 
thing for sure I won't share you." Lamar kissed Cris' 
neck again and brought his hand up to caress her 
breast. 

"Lamar even if I wanted too, I can't, I'm really to 
close to my time, I might get pregnant."

"Would that be so bad."

"Lamar think about it. The black baby part would be a 
little hard to explain to Steve. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Dump Steve." There Lamar had said what he had been 
thinking, now he waited for Cris' answer.

"Lamar I like you a lot, but I'm married to Steve."

For only the second time in his life Lamar felt the 
sting of rejection. Silent in a search for words, he 
made his decision.

"Cris stop at the Walgreen's please."

"What do you need?"

"You'll see, just a second okay."

Lamar purchased a package of condoms and some safety 
pins. Opening the pack of safety pins he proceeded to 
pierce the center of each condom wrapper with a pin. 
the cashier a young man noticed.

"Hey buddy, those probably ain't going to work to good 
now."

"Exactly," said Lamar as he left the remaining safety 
pins on the counter and walked out. Getting into the 
car with Cris he flashed the condoms.

"No excuses now, right." Lamar pocketed the condoms and 
returned to stroking and kissing Cris. Cris could feel 
the moisture building between her legs. Spreading her 
legs to allow Lamar better access she contemplated why 
she found the man so dam irresistible.


Chapter 20


Steve moved the duck aside giving him a clear view of 
the bedroom through the vent. He had done the same 
thing in the living room and was now settling in to 
wait. Steve hadn't realized how warm it could get in 
the attic, but what the hell he thought it was worth 
it. Now all he had to do was wait.

An hour later Steve heard the car door and stationed 
himself by the vent in the living room. When Cris and 
Lamar walked in Cris immediately checked the answering 
machine. Steve had left a message that he would be at 
least 4 more hours. Cris was in the process of clearing 
the machine when Lamar walked up behind her. Placing 
his hand on her waist he pulled her ass into his crouch 
and kissed her neck and ears.

"Lamar just cause you bought those things doesn't mean 
anything is going to happen."

Lamar ignored Cris' protests and let his hands move up 
to cup her breasts. Steve watching from above instantly 
went hard. Steve wiped the sweat off his forehead and 
began unbuttoning his pants.

"Listen mister I mean it, we can't do this." Cris had 
good intentions but Lamar was rolling her fat nipples 
between his fingers causing ripples of pleasure to 
course through her body. Lamar continued to 
aggressively pinch and pull on Cris' nipples. Pulling 
Cris even closer he brought his hand up to her face and 
turned her head so he could kiss her. 

"Lamar wait," but Cris couldn't finish the sentence. 
Lamar's tongue entered her mouth and mixed with hers. 
Sucking her tongue into his mouth Cris felt herself 
giving into to her lust for the man. Lamar's other hand 
disappeared under her blouse and slipped her top of her 
breast so that he could fondle her naked breast. Soon 
Cris began rationalizing that protected sex with Lamar 
just one more time would be harmless. God she was 
excited and just like that she made her decision, she 
would fuck him. 

Cris' chest began heaving as Lamar continued his 
ravishment, no doubt Lamar was making Cris very 
excited. Steve couldn't believe it, Cris had tried to 
resist but now it seemed as if Lamar might actually 
succeed in seducing his wife. Steve pulled down his 
pants past his knee's to gain better access to his 
throbbing prick. Steve was trembling with excitement as 
he watched Lamar remove his wife's shorts, Steve had to 
purposely slow down the stroking of his dick to keep 
from coming.

Gazing down at Cris' naked body Lamar found himself in 
rapture. When had he fallen for this woman, when had he 
fallen in love. Now it seemed as if Lamar's only goal 
was to please Cris in ways she had never experienced. 
Lamar kissed his way down to her tits and took the 
nipple of her right breast into his mouth sucking 
gently at first, then hard. Lamar bit her nipple 
playfully and then moved to her left tit. Cris' nipples 
had grown thicker and harder and Lamar found her pussy 
seriously wet.

Cris was now turning to aggressor. For Cris there was 
no more denying her feelings for Lamar. Cris fumbled 
with Lamar's shorts spastically as she tried to help 
him out of them.

"Easy girl, slow down I'll get them off." Lamar could 
feel the urgency in Cris touch and smiled in 
satisfaction.

Steve was sweating profusely now, the attic was hot. 
Steve moved closer to the vent, first to see if he 
could hear better, secondly to breath the cooler air. 
Lamar was on his back now and with one swift motion had 
removed his shorts. Almost instantly Cris' hand 
encircled the ebony shaft and started stroking it. Dam 
Steve though, she's done this before. Steve watched as 
Cris started kissing her way down Lamar's chest. Cris' 
white hand looked small against the huge black cock. 
From the vent Steve watched as Cris with her head on 
Lamar's stomach let her tongue swipe pre-cum off the 
black shaft.

"Baby I like that."

"You do?"

"Oh yeah, suck it Cris, suck it for me baby."

"Hmmmmmm," was all Cris could get out as she tried to 
swallow Lamar's cock.

Steve was stunned, and excited beyond belief. Nothing 
in his life had prepared him for the rush of orgasm 
when Cris lips encircled Lamar's cock. Steve came so 
hard he became light headed and still he stroked his 
dick. Cum had dribbled over his hand and on to his leg 
and pants, but Steve didn't care. Steve just continued 
watching and shaking his shriveling dick.

Lamar too was becoming very excited. Cris' mouth was 
heaven and for a moment he thought he might just cum in 
her mouth, but that wasn't his plan.

"Okay baby come up here." Lamar pulled Cris on top of 
him and tried to insert his cock into her pussy.

"Lamar, no the condom's."

Lamar reluctantly slid out from under Cris and fished 
the condoms out of his shorts.

"You sure this is necessary baby, I hate these things."

Cris almost hesitated, she liked Lamar a lot, to much, 
but she knew it wasn't right, not while she was 
married. "Lamar maybe we shouldn't do it at all."

"Lamar could see Cris was slipping away from his grasp 
and acted quickly. Slipping the rubber over his swollen 
cock head Lamar was surprised to find that the pin 
holes were now the circumference of pencil erasers. 
Lamar had made several holes and the top of the rubber 
looked like a piece of swiss cheese. Hiding the damaged 
condom from Cris he quickly rolled over on top of her. 
Propping himself up with one arm, Lamar rubbed his cock 
head against Cris' saturated cunt. Meeting little 
resistance Lamar pushed his cock partially into Cris' 
pussy and stopped.

"Tell me girl, how can you say we shouldn't do this. 
Admit it, we were made for each other. Look how good we 
fit together." As if to add emphasis Lamar raised up 
giving Cris a look at his cock as he pushed it deeper.

Cris followed Lamar's lead and looked between her legs. 
Lamar was so much bigger than Steve, it was hard not to 
agree with Lamar. Cris was certainly infatuated with 
Lamar and the sex was incredible. Cris' eye's glazed 
over as she had her first orgasm. Lamar had repeatedly 
told her in the past that they were made for each 
other, right now she felt there was little doubt.

"So am I right?" Lamar started making small circles 
with his hips and with each thrust he powered deeper.

Cris could not believe how good Lamar's cock felt 
stuffed in her pussy. "Yes, yes your right, god fuck me 
you feel so good."

Steve was getting dizzy with the heat, but he couldn't 
leave with Lamar and Cris in the house. As the scene 
unfolded below Steve prick was getting hard again, but 
not with the same intensity as before. Steve pumped his 
hardening dick faster. Steve was grateful that Lamar 
was using a rubber, grateful that Cris had insisted. At 
the same time Steve wasn't as excited as before and he 
wasn't exactly prepared for what he was witnessing. 
Cris apparently liked sex with Lamar, why hadn't he 
seen that coming.

The plan had been to watch them and when they left the 
house to walk to the beach he would leave the attic and 
grab his car and return. That was impossible now, all 
he could do is wait and watch. 

"Baby you know I'm crazy about you. I'm going to cum so 
hard. I wish I could cum in you." Lamar with a powerful 
thrust buried his cock to the hilt, his large balls 
slapping up against Cris' ass. Cris winced, but only 
momentarily as the brief pain of Lamar's cock against 
her cervix was replaced by surging pleasure.

Cris wanted to tell Lamar she wanted to feel him cum in 
her too. Some primal instinct wanted to feel her 
lover's cum deep in her womb, but she didn't voice her 
desire. Cris just wanted more of Lamar and she told him 
so.

"Lamar baby fuck me harder. That's it fuck me with your 
big cock. God I love your cock, deeper baby, I want you 
to cum."

Steve could hardly concentrate. What did Cris say, did 
she say she loved him. Steve came again dribbling more 
sperm down his leg, just as Lamar plunged his cock to 
the hilt.

"I'm going to cum baby so hard, so fucking hard."

At first Cris felt Lamar's cock expand causing her to 
cum again. Then she felt what seemed to be sperm 
filling her pussy, but at this point she didn't care. 
Cris spread her legs wider giving Lamar even greater 
access. Cris felt as if she could feel every vein, knot 
and protuberance on Lamar's perfect cock. Again as she 
held Lamar's body close to hers, she wondered why she 
had bothered fighting the feelings she had for Lamar.

Lamar looked down at Cris, their eye's meeting and 
exchanging their feelings. Lamar kissed Cris sucking 
the breath out of her.

The look on his wife's face said it all, Steve knew in 
that instant that Cris had fallen in love with Lamar. 
Steve's stomach churned with jealousy, how and when 
this could have happened a mystery to him. Steve wanted 
to go down and stop the two lovers. Betrayed by Lamar 
he wanted to kill the son of a bitch. Unfortunately 
their was nothing he could do but watch. What he saw 
was no longer his fantasy.

Lamar began to tremble as his orgasm built deep in his 
balls. The condom had long since ruptured completely 
and was no more than a latex band around his cock. When 
Lamar erupted in a massive orgasm there was nothing to 
protect Cris' womb from his fertile seed.

Breaking the kiss, Lamar threw caution to the wind and 
told Cris how he felt. "Cris god girl I love you so 
much."

Cris heard the words but in the throws of an orgasm 
could only pull Lamar's face back down to her for 
another kiss. Confirmation that she too felt the same 
way.

Lamar let out a guttural groan as he plunged his cock 
into Cris' cunt and unloaded his sperm directly into 
her expanded cervix. Cris felt Lamar cum, so different 
from Steve even with a condom on. Cris attributed the 
increased moisture to her orgasm, never realizing it 
Was Lamar's cum she felt.

Lamar left his cock buried in Cris, not wanting the 
pleasure to end. Slowly Lamar returned to the deep 
penetrating circular motion he had used before with 
Cris. 

"Mr. don't you ever get tired."

"No baby not were your concerned. I want you on top 
now." With one swift motion Lamar rolled Cris over so 
that now she was on top. Cris sat up on top of Lamar 
with her hands resting on his chest. Slowly she 
continued a rocking motion, with each thrust of her 
hips she could feel Lamar's cock getting harder. 

For Steve the entire incident had turned into a 
nightmare. Steve's harmless fantasy realized, was no 
longer any fun. From his vantage point he witnessed the 
two lover's orgasm together and now Lamar was fucking 
his wife again. 

Lamar's cock was shiny with the wetness of his wife's 
juices and as Steve watched a strange feeling started 
to come over him, it was as if he were watching two 
strangers fucking. Steve's shriveled dick once again 
began to harden. Another thing was strange, even though 
it had become exceedingly hot Steve felt a shiver 
course through his body, almost as if he were cold.

Lamar caressed Cris' tits as she closed her eyes and 
let the sensations of what she considered the best love 
making of her life course through her body. Lamar's 
cock head was rubbing up against the bud of her cervix 
and Cris was squeezing her cunt muscles around the base 
of Lamar's cock as if to milk it.

"Lamar what am I going to do about you. I can't believe 
this is happening. I'm married and I think I've fallen 
in love with you."

"Cris there's nothing wrong with that girl, it was 
meant to be."

Now Lamar's sperm and Cris' juices mixed to coat his 
balls and abdomen. 

"God Lamar I can't believe how wet you make me." Cris 
was still unaware that the rubber had failed. Now as 
she experienced another mind blowing orgasm she picked 
up speed and began stroking up and down the entire 
length of her lovers shaft.

"I'm cumming again Lamar, so hard, oh baby please don't 
ever stop." 

"I'm cumming too baby, cum with me."

Lamar exploded again in Cris well lubricated pussy. 
Cris' pussy already filled to capacity started leaking 
cum with every stroke of Lamar's pulsing cock. Even 
from his vantage point Steve could see what was 
happening. Steve's only concern was cumming with the 
two lovers, so holding his breath he pumped his prick 
harder.

Cris collapsed in a heap on top of Lamar, breathing 
hard, her body covered in perspiration after the 
exertion. Lamar too was breathing hard so neither one 
heard the thump of Steve's body as he passed out from 
the heat.

Cris tried to roll off of Lamar but he prevented her by 
wrapping his arms around her and bringing his legs up 
between hers.

"Lamar we have to get up, Steve is going to be coming 
over soon." Then feeling the tremendous amount of 
moisture between them Cris added, "What a mess you made 
here Mr., if I didn't know better I'd swear the rubber 
broke."

"Would that be so bad. After all didn't you just get 
through telling me you loved me."

"Oh Lamar I know I did, but starting off pregnant, that 
wouldn't be good."

Cris sat up and as she rolled off looked between her 
legs. Lamar's cock was coated with cum and the only 
remnants of the condom were a few taters of latex and 
the rubber band like edge. As if to accent the 
situation Lamar's sperm seemed to stream down her 
thigh.

"Oh god Lamar the rubber broke."

Lamar playing dumb acted surprised. "Oh Christ, I 
wonder when that happened."

"Lamar it doesn't matter when it happened, it happened, 
I'm in my time, what if I get pregnant."

"You could always get an abortion." Lamar threw that in 
but knew Cris' feelings on the subject.

"Lamar you don't understand, I couldn't do that. What 
am I going to do." Getting up Cris ran into the shower 
to wash. Lamar followed her in.

"Girl you know I'll stick by you no matter what. You 
know that don't you? I love you Cris."

Cris was besides herself. Cris was already going over 
the repercussions of what having Lamar's baby would 
bring. Lamar's tenderness and support was exactly what 
she needed.

"You mean that Lamar, please tell me you mean that."

"I do baby I do. Don't worry every thing will be fine."

After a quick shower Cris and Lamar downed their suits 
and were headed to the beach when Cris decided to call 
Steve. Lamar was the first one that heard Steve's phone 
playing the Bond theme song. Faint and as if coming 
from the bedroom. Both Cris and Lamar entered the room, 
but the ringing stopped.

"Ringing stopped."

"Voicemail, I'll dial again."

The ringing started again and sounded as if it were 
coming from the vent, when the ringing stopped again 
Lamar asked Cris were the attic door was. When Lamar 
entered the attic, he found Steve passed out with his 
pants down by his knees. Steve's heart rate was rapid 
and his skin clammy. Cris who followed Lamar up wasted 
little time calling 911.


Chapter 21


Late that night the doctor came out of ER and told Cris 
that Steve was going to be fine. Steve had suffered a 
heat stroke and was on IV for hydration. Cris was told 
she could see Steve but that he would have to spend the 
night.

Walking into the room, Steve was the first to speak 
when he saw her.

"What happened." Steve wasn't sure exactly what 
happened and was hoping that he had worked his way down 
from the attic. Steve remembered trying to put on his 
pants and then things went black.

"We found you in the attic, don't you remember. Steve 
you could have died."

Steve found the rebuke hypocritical, and lashed out. 
"You certainly didn't seem to concerned when I last saw 
you." There it was out and Steve waited for Cris to 
answer. 

Lamar was right. While they were waiting, Lamar told 
her that when she spoke with Steve he would attempt to 
shift the blame. "Cris," Lamar said, "He'll blame you 
and he may even try to tell you that he and I conspired 
together, but don't believe him. Steve will say 
anything to try to explain away the pathetic condition 
we found him in, pants down, cum all over him."

"Steve how dare you blame me, this is exactly what you 
wanted. What did you think was going to happen, your 
suggestions, your movies, your little arrangements so 
that Lamar would be alone with me. What do you think 
I'm naive."

"No after seeing you today naive isn't the word. How 
long have you been fucking him. Did Mr. wonderful tell 
you it was his idea."

"Steve do you realize how crazy you sound. Let's see, a 
co -worker comes up to you and some how tricks you into 
letting him make love to your wife. Steve your 
delusional and need help."

"Fuck you Cris, I'm telling you that fucker was in on 
it from the beginning."

Their voices raised Lamar heard the commotion and 
entered the room.

"Speak of the fucker, Lamar go on and tell her the 
truth how you knew I would be at work, how we planned 
it all."

"Steve calm down, it's not good for you to be upset."

"Fuck you upset. Don't worry Steve you can trust me, 
that's what he told me Cris. I swear to you."

"Steve Lamar is right, now is not the time to discuss 
this."

"Right, wouldn't want to keep you from your black dick. 
Were are you going to fuck him tonight?"

Just then a nurse walked in. "What's going on here, 
this is a hospital."

"We're just leaving Ms." Lamar said in his voice of 
reason. "Come on Cris lets go."

"Wait Cris you better not fucking leave with him or 
we're through."

"Mr. Harris please calm down, or I will have to call 
the doctor. Sir you and the lady should wait out side, 
now go."

Lamar took Cris hand and led her towards the door.

"Cris please wait," Steve said, more in control.

Cris hesitated and started to turn back into the room. 
Lamar from over her shoulder placed his hands on Cris' 
hip's and gave Steve a wink that said I'll be fucking 
her later.

"Fuck you." Steve shouted at Lamar.

Cris stopped dead in her tracks, then the nurse 
insisted they leave.

Out side of the room Cris could hear the nurse trying 
to calm her husband down.

"Lamar what am I going to do, I've never seen Steve 
like this and I really can't blame him."

Lamar put his hands around Cris' waist, but she felt 
distant.

"Cris you did nothing wrong, it was Steve that put us 
together. What happened between us was meant to be. 
Don't blame yourself, if anyone is to blame it's me for 
falling in love with you. Look there's nothing we can 
do here, let him calm down. Once he realizes what he 
did, he'll call, now lets go home.

When Lamar dropped Cris off at home he talked her into 
disconnecting the phone. "Look it's best if you don't 
talk to him tonight, you both need your rest and I'll 
call you in the morning." Lamar tried to kiss Cris good 
night but she turned away.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow Lamar."

In the car Lamar tried Cris' home number, it was shut 
off. Then dialing the hospital he called Steve's room 
directly.

"Steve I thought I'd fill you in so you could jerk off 
again. Cris and I just got through making love again. 
Man I can't thank you enough, she's a great fuck. Oh, 
by the way how do you feel about black babies."

"You mother fucker when I get out of here."

"You'll what, listen got to run, Cris is calling me." 
The phone went dead. Steve tried his home again, but to 
no avail. Climbing out of bed, he lot his balance and 
collapsed on the floor in a heap bring the IV tree down 
with him. The nurse secured him to the bed for the 
remainder of the evening.


Chapter 22


Both Steve and Cris spent a restless night. Cris 
feeling guilty about her infidelity, Steve for a 
different reason. First the idea that he had been used 
by Lamar irked him, but more importantly he was now 
genuinely worried about losing Cris and of course 
jealous. Steve called his home repeatedly but received 
no answer, this only fueled his rage and imagination. 
First thing in the morning, hydrated and feeling better 
Steve got the doctor to release him. Steve grabbed a 
cab immediately for the thirty minute drive.

Cris didn't know what to do , she loved Steve but was 
seriously infatuated with Lamar. For Cris, she wasn't 
sure if she could stop seeing Lamar and it wasn't just 
the sex. Lamar had been right about many things, number 
one Steve and his strange perversion and about their 
feelings for each other. Part of Cris wanted Lamar, but 
Cris' loyalty was with her husband. That morning Cris 
dressed and left to get Steve at the hospital. One way 
of the other she was determined to keep her marriage.

Had the hospital released Steve minutes earlier Steve 
would have had caught Cris at home. Steve saw that Cris 
's car was gone and assumed she had spent the night 
with Lamar. Steve picked up the phone and called 
Lamar's house. 

"Lamar I need to speak with Cris."

Thinking fast Lamar said, "Look Steve, maybe now is not 
the right time." Lamar got the desired response.

"Listen mother fucker get my wife on the fucking phone 
now or else."

"Or else what Steve, your going to come over and hurt 
me and Cris. Great I'll just call the police now. You 
listen Steve Cris saw you in the addict, you were 
pathetic man, passing out after you jerked off."

"Fuck you. Now let me talk to her." Steve heard the 
phone click dead. Steve threw the phone across the 
room. That fucking bitch I'm in the hospital and that 
fucking whore is with her nigger lover. Steve went 
ballistic, going to their bedroom he began pulling Cris 
cloths out of the draws and closet, then carrying them 
outside, threw them on the front lawn.

When Cris found out that Steve had been discharged from 
the hospital she immediately called home.

"Steve it's me, you should have called me to say you 
were being discharged."

Steve couldn't believe his ears. "Why, did I fuck up 
your plans with lover boy. Have you given much thought 
to how I'm doing or is fucking that mother fucker all 
you care about. Come get your cloths whore want you out 
of my house."

"Steve what are you talking about."

"Fuck you Cris." Then Cris heard dial tone.

When Cris pulled up to the house she couldn't believe 
her eyes. The humiliation, Cris' cloths were thrown all 
over the front yard. trying to compose herself she 
pressed the garage door opener but nothing happened. 
Parking the car she tried the front door, it was 
locked. Cris didn't carry a key, the garage door was 
always her way in. Cris rang the bell, no answer. 

After several minutes Cris gave up and tried the back 
door. Entering the house she found the house dark and 
quiet. Cris called out Steve's name but didn't get a 
response. Checking room by room Cris entered the study 
upon seeing light emanating from the computer monitor. 
Cris called out for Steve then entered the room. Cris 
approached the computer, when she saw Steve, out cold. 

At first Cris panicked, then she smelled the scotch and 
saw the empty bottle on the carpet. Steve was in his 
jockey's which were pulled down below his balls. Drying 
drops of sperm were matted in his pubic hair and on the 
screen was a picture. The picture was of a brunette 
having sex with a well hung black man. Cris couldn't 
believe it, the perverted asshole had wanted her from 
the start to have sex with Lamar and now had humiliated 
her in front of the entire neighborhood.

Cris left the room, picked up the phone and called 
Lamar.

"Hey baby, how you doing this morning ? Did you talk 
with Steve?"

"Lamar can you get off work for a few days?"

"What? Yeah sure what do you have in mind?"

"Have you ever been to Key West?"


Chapter 23


Julian was about to get out of the car when Cris pulled 
up. Julian decided to talk to Lamar a day early, just 
in case he decided to run. A precaution, but probably 
not necessary since the guy owned the house and a nice 
car. No Lamar would probably pay maybe even more than 
he owed if their were delays. 

Watching Cris get out of the car he admired the woman. 
Long brown hair pulled back in a pony tail, no make up 
and beautiful. Nice ass too, he remarked to himself as 
he watched her pulling cloths haphazardly from the car. 
Fuck was she moving in, complications, Julian hated 
those. Reminding himself to be patient, Julian tried to 
figure out what to do next.

Not once in the last few days had Ann mentioned getting 
back her money from Lamar. She was only interested in 
revenge, that was to be Julian's pay. Not bad when you 
considered the fact that he was now spending all his 
time with Ann. Ann was a fantastic fuck with great 
taste in other women. Julian had given up trying to 
figure out if Ann liked women more than men. Julian 
didn't care, as long as he got his money and a little 
trim on the side. 

Cris appeared outside again this time with Lamar in 
tow. they were getting some more cloths out of the car 
when Julian approached them.

"Hi Lamar, your Cris right." Julian grinned at the 
startled look on Lamar's face and his defensive stance.

"Hey what happening." Lamar said at a loss for words.

"Cris you remember me Julian."

Cris became conscious of Julian staring at her breasts. 
"Yes, the other day at my house and at the club."

"Right, you guy's having a garage sale or something."

"Julian I thought you were going to come by a little 
latter this week."

"I know Lamar, just came by to say hello, is this a bad 
time."

"Yeah you could say that," Lamar indicating with his 
head at the pile of cloths in the back seat.

"Okay, I'll talk to you later then, Cris always a 
pleasure." Then Julian handed Lamar a card. "That's my 
cell number give me a call tonight or tomorrow." More 
of an order than a request, Julian walked back to his 
car. 

The big man still walking away as Cris turned to Lamar. 
"Julian seems like a nice guy, but there's something 
about him that's different. I hope I didn't ruin any 
plans you might of had with him." Cris had said nothing 
to Lamar about what had happened, only that she had 
found her cloth all over the front yard. Emotionally 
Cris was furious and disgusted with Steve. Thank god 
Lamar true to his word was there for her.

"Just an old friend and no we didn't have any plans. 
Now lets get the rest of your cloths inside." Lamar 
waited till Julian drove off. Dam the man had nearly 
fucked things up, just a few more days with Cris and 
things would be perfect.

Lamar didn't know what had happened between Cris and 
Steve. Clearly she had moved out, now he would have to 
find the way to delicately ask her for some money.

"Lamar I want you to know this is only temporary, I'll 
find a place as soon as we get back from the Key's."

Taking Cris in his Arm's, Lamar said, "not if I can 
help it." Lamar kissed her and when Cris broke the 
kiss, she started unfastening his jeans.

"Now that was the right thing to say Mr. Dubois." Cris 
knelt down and took Lamar's semi hard cock into his 
mouth. Slowly Cris stroked his cock hard, fascinated by 
Lamar's hardness and size. Lovingly Cris tongued the 
pre cum from the slit of his cock. 

Lamar was looking down at Cris as she licked his cock. 
the woman was a natural and beautiful to boot. Cris was 
staring up at him smiling as her tongue flicked out to 
tease him again.

"You like my chocolate cock."

"Hmmmmmm," Cris moaned as her mouth opened wide to 
engulf Lamar's cock. Cris stroked Lamar's magnificent 
cock with both hands, her pussy getting wetter with 
every stroke. Looking up at Lamar he had closed his 
eyes and was gently rocking his hips to her stroking. 
Cris was gratified to the point of cumming, just with 
the thought she was pleasing Lamar.

"Baby you keep that up and I'm going to cum."

Stopping for only a moment Cris caught Lamar's eye's 
and said, "I want you to cum, I want to please you, I 
want to please you like no woman has ever pleased you." 
Then with a wicked grin Cris continued sucking Lamar's 
cock.

Lamar felt the cum boiling up from his balls, as he 
placed his hands behind Cris' head and pushed his cock 
deeper into his mouth.

"That right baby, oh that feels good, very good. I'm 
glad you like doing this cause I'm going to give you 
plenty of practice. Oh here it comes, suck it baby, eat 
me up, swallow it all."

Cris didn't need any encouragement, she wanted to savor 
all the cum Lamar could pump , she wanted to do 
everything in her power to show Lamar how much she 
cared for him. As the first jets of sperm pulsed into 
her mouth she hungrily swallowed every drop.

Lamar was racked with an intense orgasm, fuck this 
woman could flat suck cock. Lamar could feel Cris hands 
tighten on his shaft as she milked the remaining drops 
of cum from his swollen prick. Licking the last drop 
off the slit of his cock, Cris looked up.

"Good?"

"Oh yeah, you'll do." Lamar laughed, "baby you'll do 
nicely."

"Ann this is Julian, I talked to our boy just now. No 
he hasn't paid me yet but he will. On another note you 
remember asking me about getting even. Well I think I 
know the way."

To be continued...

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