First, my husband took a job after the New Year which required him to work nights.  He wasn't getting home until well after midnight, so needless to say, our sex life took a dramatic downturn.  We really only spent time together on the weekend when he was off.  So, naturally, I was getting hornier and hornier.  Most of the black guys I have met here in Florida weren't into any kind of 'regular' relationship, only the occasional fuck, and even that was leaving me frustrated.

Then, I met Winslow...

He works in the same office building as me, and we often saw each other in the hall, elevator, or in the buidling's commissary.  We had occasionally exchanged glances, and casual 'hellos,' but the opportunity never came up to really get to speak with one another. Then, one day, while at lunch, I sat down at the table next to where he and one of his co-workers were lunching, and I overheard Winslow say that he was going to a local comedy club that night... he also mentioned that he was going 'alone!'  I thought... what the hell!

So, after work I showered and put on my best perfume and a nice, tight, slutty-looking dress with my 6" 'Cum-Fuck-Me' pumps, and headed off to the comedy club, which isn't far from where I live. And, I didn't tell my husband I was going out, looking to get laid by what I was hoping would be nice, long, thick, big, black cock! I'd gotten to the point that I was so horny for a black dick that I didn't care if he didn't know.  After all... what he doesn't know, won't hurt him, right?

Well, I got to the club and took a seat at the bar.  I ordered a drink, and surveyed the room.  There were several couples and several single men, but no Winslow.  A couple of the single guys (both white) came up and offered to buy me a drink, but I politely said, 'No thanks' adding that I was waiting on a 'friend!'  I had been there about an hour, and was getting frustrated, again, when a voice behind me said, "Well, this is a surprise!"  I turned around and smiled into Winslow's handsome black face.

Winslow is tall, about 6-foot, and weighs close to 200 pounds.  He's very solidly build and keeps himself fit.  He's the same age as myself - 45.  He was dressed casually in a light shirt and slacks and looked VERY, VERY h-o-t!  I said, "How much of a surprise is it, since you announced pretty loudly that you'd be here, tonight -- and, alone!"

"Was I that obvious?" He replied, and sat down next to me.  He then went on to explain how he'd been attracted to me from the start, and had sensed a similar vibe from me, but didn't know how to approach me in the work environment we both shared, so he went for the club ploy, and it worked.  We were now together, laughing over drinks, complaining about work, and simply enjoying each others company.  He complimented me on my outfit, which, I explained, I'd worn just for him. Several drinks later he suggested we go get some 'fresh air,' and we walked out, hand-in-hand.

Once in his car, he was all over me; kissing me completely on the mouth, and my body hungering for more as his tongue danced deliciously with mine, and I reached down to feel his rock-hard cock inside his pants.  I could tell it was large... very large... and, I unzipped his pants to get at it -- I was that hungry, and his kisses had sent my body into hyper-drive!  His cock was beautiful, and BIG... about 10" of black, love-muscle, and I began to suck it deliriously!

Winslow then suggested we go to a motel down the street, but I countered that my apartment was close by.  "What about your husband?" he asked, and I explained that he wouldn't be home until after midnight. So, we went to my place and fucked for a couple of hours, and Winslow telling me that I was the first girl he'd ever had sex with that could take all of his cock deep.  It was horribly delicious as he pounded my pussy and then dumped a heavy, thick load of his cum deep inside me, holding it there for me to savor, as we lay together, black on white.

When my husband came home, I was fast asleep, and as he laid down he had no idea that my pussy was sloppy with blackman's cum.

The following night, Winslow called, and said he 'just happened' to be in the neighborhood and was it alright if he came by.  I said, of course, and he was there in less than five minutes.  Again, we fucked and sucked each other, for a longer period this time, and he told me how exciting I was as a sex partner, before again dumping a heavy load of his cum deep into my waiting pussy.  Again, I didn't tell my husband that I was having an 'affair,' and that when he would come home to his sleeping whore-wife, I was sloppy wet with cum from a very well-hung black man.

I began seeing Winslow almost nightly; he'd come over, I'd suck on his rock-hard, black cock, then he'd fuck me like crazy, each time staying longer and longer, and always dumping a heavy load of his black-seed into my waiting pussy.  I felt like a complete slut-whore, getting laid nightly by this handsome blackman with the huge cock, and I wasn't sharing the experience with my husband.

I'd been fucking Winslow for well over a month, when I missed my period...

TO BE CONTINUED!

(HERE'S WHERE IT HAPPENED - I THINK!)