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 New Business Partners Get True Happiness

   by sd40ka

   The idea for this story came from Jonb1969's story "Shauna's Infidelity"
(http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=329009) I took the
story in a somewhat different direction.

   Dwight Bingam was walking into his office in Raleigh to begin another
enjoyable day at work.  He was partner with in the construction firm with a
local black man named Jerry Stewart and was doing very well professionally
and financially.  There was a waiting list of clients, several very
talented superintendents and engineers worked for him, and almost every
project was very profitable.  Dwight was the brains of the operation. 
Jerry knew construction, too, and had a lot of local government and
business contacts.  Jerry also took many trips to Spartanburg, South
Carolina to solicit clients.  He kept going even though he couldn't report
any success for his efforts.

   Today was another one of those days.  Jerry told Robin, his hispanic
wife, that he had to make this trip even though it was her birthday.  He
told her that he had an important series of meeting with a client that he
couldn't reschedule, and he would return the following Tuesday or
Wednesday. He promised to make it up to her.

   Robin was frustrated and dubious of his promises.  He had given her a
luxurious lifestyle and all the money she wanted.  However, he had not
touched her sexually in about seven months, always claiming in the evening
that he was too tired and in the morning that he had a lot to get done. 
This was the opposite to his behavior when they were first married.  Back
then, he tried his best to be a considerate lover.  Back then, he never
ceased to please her with his 9" long by 2-1/4"+ wide black cock.

   Robin thought that the problem had to be her.  At 5'10" she weighed 135
pounds, but felt she didn't look good enough for her man.  She began
working out five days per week.  She gained five pounds in muscle but
actually reduced her waistline and leg thickness and built up a very
muscular chest that gave her 36D breasts excellent support.  Her light
brown hair seemed to blend well with her light brown skin.  Several friends
told her that she looked a lot like Mariah Carey, except with darker skin.
Robin found it strange that she was often hit upon at the gym and in
stores, but her husband seemed to be uninterested.

   Dwight and Robin didn't suspect it, but Jerry's latest business trip
would change their lives.  Jerry left the office in a hurry, telling Dwight
that he had to stop by home before going to the airport.  About twenty
minutes after he left, his secretary came up to Dwight with bid documents
that Jerry forgot to sign.  Dwight could sign them, but the city
government, who was letting the bids, would have preferred that Jerry, as
the company president, sign them.

   Dwight hurried the documents to Jerry's house, hoping to catch him
there. When he arrived, Robin answered the door and said that Jerry told
her that he was going from the office straight to the airport.  Dwight and
Robin looked at each other, realizing that Jerry had lied to at least one
of them.  The two knew each other from social functions and when Dwight was
invited to dinner with them, and Robin invited him in.  Dwight and Robin
began talking, the time passed quickly, and soon it was lunchtime.  Robin
made thick roast beef sandwiches for each of them.  They ate and talked
some more.  Robin found that Dwight was incredibly interesting to talk to
and looked like a hunk, too.  She was seriously considering seducing him
but he had to go back to work.  The bid document Jerry was supposed to sign
was due at 4 p.m.  that day.  Robin did accept Dwight's invitation for
dinner that night.  At the time he just wanted Robin to do the interior
decorating in his house.

   That afternoon Robin was playing around on the computer in Jerry's home
office.  He didn't know it, but she knew his password.  In his email, she
found correspondence between Jerry and some woman, talking about the great
times they had together in the past, talking about teasing and humiliating
her cuckolded husband, and confirming that Jerry made this trip so they
could spend five days together in a rented cabin.  From reading the
messages, Robin found that the woman knew that Jerry was married, but that
she needed to feel that big black cock in her white pussy as she told her
husband how much better Jerry was.  When Jerry admitted that he was
thinking of leaving Robin for his "super horny wonder woman", she replied
that she would welcome that.  Robin also found that this woman was daughter
of the owner a construction company that she knew was a competitor of Jerry
and Dwight.

   Robin was surprised how calmly she had taken this news.  She figured
that this explained why Jerry was no longer interested in her.  He
preferred married white women and had fallen for one of them.  Robin traced
enough documents to prove that this affair had been going on for seven
months.  She decided right there that she was going to seduce Dwight, who
had never married, tonight.  If he continued to act the way he had at
lunch, she knew he would rock her boat.

   Robin decided she would dress to make Dwight drool.  She took a long
bubble bath and shaved her pussy bald.  She then rubbed herself in Musk Oil
and a little bit of perfume.  She started her dressing with self-supporting
hosiery that went almost to her crotch.  She then put on a string of
pearls, a diamond bracelet and a diamond dinner ring she had bought herself
when she was still working as an interior designer.  She then skipped the
bra (her breasts now stood up by themselves) and panties and put a sheer
print blouse, a very short leather miniskirt, a matching leather vest, and
4-inch spike heels.  She opened her blouse down to her flat stomach.

   Robin was wet when Dwight picked her up.  She didn't just hold his hand.
In his car, she ran her hands gently up and down his arm and kissed him on
his lips.  She happily watched a very large bulge and then a tent form in
his pants.  He tried to hide it but Robin smiled and rubbed it with her
thin fingers.

   Robin then shocked Dwight, "Today I found evidence on the computer that
Jerry has been cheating on me with a white woman in Spartanburg.  That's
why he goes there so often.  Now I need my own man, one who WANTS to be my
man.  Dwight, are you interested in the job?"

   "Robin, I'd be delighted!  You're such a delightful woman to be with and
you really are gorgeous beyond description.  However, are you sure you're
not trying to get even with Jerry?"

   Robin continued stroking her fingernails over Dwight's hard tent as she
answered, "No sugar.  What I found today just explains why he has been
ignoring me and my needs for the past seven months.  It's time for a
permanent change.  I found today that you're three times as easy to talk to
as my husband." At Robin's suggestion Dwight pulled into an empty lot next
to the restaurant.  There, she unzipped him and exclaimed, "My Gawd!  What
a huge cock!  It's so beautiful!  You make Jerry look short and thin!"
Dwight knew, but didn't say that he was over 11 inches long and almost 4
inches wide.

   Robin took the tip of Dwight's cock in her mouth after she licked around
the tip and kissed it, saying, "All mine!  Yes, all mine!" She could only
fit the tip and a couple inches in her mouth but she sucked him eagerly.

   When Dwight said he was about to come, Robin just said "Mmmmmmmm!" and
kept sucking.  He came and came in her mouth and she just kept swallowing
and moaning, "Mmmmmmmmm!" Robin swallowed all of his come, pulled away and
wiped her mouth, saying, "Baby, you are simply delicious!  Thank you for
that wonderful appetizer!"

   Dwight began passionately kissing Robin on her lips for a long time as
he slid his fingers along her stockinged thighs and into her hot pussy. 
Robin moaned and kissed Dwight harder as she felt his fingers enter her. 
As he fingered her labia and pushed inside, he began kissing her hairline,
ear lobes and neck.  As Dwight saw a police car flashing it's lights at
them he began to finger her clit hard.  That brought her to a screaming
climax in which she shook and jerked up and down.

   As Dwight began driving towards the restaurant, he asked Robin if she
was okay.  She looked at him with a giant smile on her face as she said
that she never felt better.  She was going to thank him properly later. 
She smiled as she watched the tent form in Dwight's pants again.

   A valet took Dwight's car at the restaurant.  He enjoyed watching both
the men and women looking at his woman.  He then realized that he was
already thinking of Robin as his woman.  At the dinner table Dwight noticed
that Robin had removed her wedding rings.  He asked about it and she
replied that they weren't his so she wouldn't be needing them again.  She
was his woman if he wanted her.  He held her hand, smiled, and said that he
did.

   As they waited for the valet guy to get Dwight's car, he said, "I was
thinking, if you want, that we could stop at my house on the way home. 
That way, you can look at it, and then I could walk you the rest of the way
home."

   Robin smiled.  "Yes.  I would like that."

   The sun had long since set, as he pulled into the driveway of his house.


   "Home sweet home.  Sure you want to see it?"

   "I want to see it."

   "Why don't you leave your stuff in the car?  You can get it later."

   "Thank you, I will."

   He went up the walk to the door, hearing her heels clicking behind him.
He unlocked the front door, flipped on the lights, and motioned her inside.
"It's not much, but it's got a great view."

   Robin laughed as she stepped inside.  Her heels clicked solidly on the
hardwood floors as she followed him around.  "Nice."

   Directly on the left, coming in, was the kitchen, with brand new wooden
counter tops, and stainless steel everything.  It was a cozy little nook,
installed against a corner of the wall.  The stove and oven were on the
island, as was a small bar to sit at.  Everything was in easy reach.  A
door just past the refrigerator led to the garage.

   Over on the right was the living room, with Dwight's green sectional,
matching green arm chair and ottoman, that faced floor to ceiling windows,
which offered a panoramic view of the beach and the ocean.  Way back to the
right, was the short hallway which led to the master bedroom and bathroom.
He showed her the master bedroom with the bathroom just a few steps away,
the huge walk in closet, only half full.

   "What do you think?"

   "I like it.  I could live here.  No stairs."

   He laughed heartily.  "I like that, too."

   "I see you've done some decorating already."

   "A little bit."

   "I see who's been inspiring you."

   Dwight felt himself turning red.  "This will sound stupid.  But I've
been wanting to meet you and have you help me with the interior decoration,
too.  Never thought that would happen, either."

   "Oh, sugar.  I hope I've fulfilled your expectations?"

   He chuckled.  "Yeah, you have."

   "I'm glad."

   "Come on." Dwight turned even more red.  "Let's get you home."

   A nice, slow, leisurely walk led them back to Robin's house.

   As they walked up the steps to the front door, she said, "Well, Dwight,
if you like, we can go shopping tomorrow, and finish decorating your
house."

   "I'm sorry there's not more for you to do."

   "No, don't be sorry.  There's quite enough for me to do.  There's
bathroom, the bedroom, the living room, and of course the kitchen."

   They both laughed.  "Okay, I give."

   "Good.  It would be an honor to decorate your house."

   He blushed.  "Okay."

   Robin got her keys out, and slid them into the lock.  "Would you like to
come in to my house for a few minutes?"

   "You're not too tired?"

   "Nope.  What about you?"

   "Me neither.  Although I should be getting home."

   "I don't want this night to end.  Please come inside."

   "Okay."

   "Good."

   Robin turned the key and opened the door.  They walked inside, through
the foyer and into the living room.  The clicking of her heels on the floor
was loud in the quiet house.  Robin casually tossed her keys, purse, and
portfolio case on the coffee table.  Then she turned to him and stepped
very close.

   "Thanks for coming inside with me, darling.  I wanted a chance to thank
you."

   "Don't thank me yet.  I haven't really done anything."

   "No.  You've done so much already, I can't begin to thank you."

   "No big deal."

   "Come here and give me a hug, sweetie."

   "Okay."

   Robin took two steps across to him and put her arms around his neck.  It
was a surprisingly tender, non sexual hug that they shared, just like when
she hugged him during his lunch break.

   "Thank you for the wonderful evening, Dwight.  Thank you for everything
you've done for me."

   "I wish I knew what I've been doing."

   "You've done more for me in 24 hours than my cheating husband has done
in our whole five years of marriage.  You've paid attention to me.  You
made me feel like a woman." She touched her face next to his face.  "Thank
you, Dwight."

   "Glad I could be of service."

   Robin giggled, then stepped away and went to the couch.  "I do know one
thing you can do for me, right now."

   "What's that?"

   "Help me take off these heels." She sat down on the ottoman, facing the
couch.

   "I thought you liked wearing high heels."

   "I do.  It's just been a while since I walked so much in them.  So can
you please help me take them off, darling?  Pretty please?"

   "Sure.  Allow me." He sat down on the couch, across from her.  Robin
extended her left leg towards him.

   "What?" Robin laughed a little.

   "Nothing.  It's just that you walk so gracefully in heels, that I'm sad
to see them come off."

   Suddenly Robin's arms were around Dwight's neck, her long hair in his
face.  After a long time, she finally pulled back.  "See, that is just what
I've been talking about.  You have this talent for saying all these
wonderful things that make me feel so good."

   "I'm glad."

   Robin kissed his cheek.  "I'm serious.  You do not know what a huge
compliment you just gave me."

   "You'll have to tell me sometime."

   "Yes.  After you take these off me."

   He chuckled.  "Sure.  Give me that leg."

   Robin extended her leg out to him again.  She held her leg perfectly
steady as he held her leg by the calf, gently slipped the heel off her leg.
She extended her right leg and Dwight did the same thing.

   Robin wiggled her feet.  "Thank you, Dwight."

   "No problem."

   "Can you do me another favor?  You'll probably think it's gross."

   "I promise I won't think it's gross."

   "Would you mind massaging my feet?" She stood and then sat in the corner
of the sectional.

   "I definitely don't think that's gross."

   Robin smiled at him and made a gooey noise.  "Just massage my feet,
please."

   She lifted her legs and put them in his lap, and laid back.

   Dwight looked at her feet.  She had small delicate feet, the toenails
clipped and filed; the heels and soles were smooth and soft.  He took her
left foot in his hands, using his thumbs to slowly massage the arch of her
foot.  Then he slowly worked his way inwards toward the sole.

   He heard Robin moan.  He looked back, to see her rest her head against
the couch cushion and close her eyes.

   "Am I doing okay?"

   "Oh, darling, don't stop."

   "I've never done this before."

   "You're doing just fine.  Keep that up."

   "Okay." He gently released her left foot, picked up her right foot, and
started the same thing.

   Robin softly exhaled.  "How about if you tried that wonderful technique
of yours on my shoulders?"

   "Sure." She sat up, moved over, and turned around, so her back was
facing him.  He began to gently knead her shoulders between his thumb and
fingers.  "Am I pressing too hard?"

   Robin turned and smiled at me.  "No, darling, you're doing just fine."

   "Good."

   "Let me sit a little closer," she said.

   "Okay."

   "That way you don't have to reach." She scooted over to him, and sat in
his lap, so her leather-clad, small bottom was neatly parked in between his
legs.  "There.  Better, darling?"

   "Yeah.  Much better." He reached up and started rubbing her back again.
"You have such pretty skin.  So soft."

   Robin looked back at Dwight and smiled.  "Thank you, darling.  Why don't
you help me take this blouse off, so you can really feel how soft it is?"

   It was then that he noticed, that Robin's eyes were heavily hooded.  Her
full glossy lips were parted just a little, and softly puckered, as if for
kissing.

   "Are you sure this is what you want?"

   Robin nodded.  Her words were soft and witty.  "Take off my blouse,
Dwight." She began slowly unbuttoning the buttons of her blouse.  Then she
arched her back.

   Dwight smoothly drew the fabric down, over her shoulders.  Swallowing,
he pulled the fabric down her arms.  He tugged at the fabric tucked under
her skirt.  Then he pulled her shirt up, and tossed it on the glass coffee
table.

   A beautiful set of large, upright breasts greeted him.

   In another smooth move, she turned around to face him, still sitting in
his lap, and opened her legs.  Touching his face tenderly, sometimes with
her fingers or with the tips of her nails, she started kissing him -- soft,
light, bashful kisses.

   Robin gently stopped kissing him.  Then she got up on her knees,
straddled him, and then settled down over him, her hands resting lightly on
his shoulders.

   "There.  I think that's much better."

   "Much better." He put my hands on her breasts.  They made a nice
handful.

   She whispered, "Shut up and kiss me, my dear stud!"

   She turned back to him, smiling.  "Now.  Let's see what you do with
these."

   She slipped one hand around the back of his head and drew him towards
her breasts, which were rising and falling with her breathing.  They were
the exact same creamy color as the rest of her.  The areolas were about the
size of fifty cent pieces, the nipples like cute little dark brown buttons.

   Dwight sucked on one of her breasts, then the other, with the soft part
of his mouth, like an ice cream cone, causing her to smile and moan.  He
alternated between her left and right breast several times, sucking each
breast for several minutes.  She soon had a small orgasm.

   "Do I pass?" He saw that both of her nipples were hard, and that her
breasts were full and swollen.

   "With flying colors, dear." Then suddenly she stood up and tugged on his
hand.  "Come on.  Help me get this skirt off."

   He scooted forward, and Robin put her hands on his shoulders, while he
unbuckled her leather belt.  With one smooth pull, he slid it out from the
belt loops.  He tossed it on the table, with her other stuff.

   He said, "Turn around."

   Robin complied, then bent over a little and stuck her cute little bottom
out.  For a few seconds, all he did was stare at her leather-clad bottom.
No visible panty lines.  The leather was smooth.

   Dwight reached up and slowly caressed her waist, hips, bottom and thighs
through the leather.  When she was breathing heavy, he undid the snap
closure on her skirt.  He slowly pulled down the zipper, revealing first
the curve of her lower back.  He began to tug the fabric down, revealing
more of her lower back, then her perfectly shaped cheeks.

   She wasn't wearing panties!  Just like he thought!

   He kept pulling her skirt down, past her perfectly proportioned thighs,
past her knees, down her calves, and then to her feet.  Finally she stepped
out of it.  With one neat toss, the skirt landed on the table, on top of
her shirt.  She turned around.  Dwight got to see that her body was as
shapely from the front as it looked from behind.

   Her pussy was completely shaved.  And was already visibly wet.

   All at once, he grabbed her waist and tugged her towards him, and she
placed her hands on his shoulders.  The pubic area was smooth -- her pussy
was small and tight, the lips of her pussy pulled in against the line of
her hips.  He gently began to taste her pussy.  He ran his tongue along the
groove in between.  Then he used the tip of his tongue to part the groove,
and fluttered his tongue inside her.

   He felt her nails dig in his shoulders.  She gasped.  "Oh, darling."

   "Am I good?" He grinned, pulling back somewhat.

   Robin grinned wickedly.  "Good enough that I need to lie down."

   He laid her gently down on the ottoman.  Her small bottom was almost
hanging off one end, and her beautiful hair was hanging off the other end.

   Now that Dwight had his hands free, it gave him the chance to really
explore her pussy, and savor every nook and cranny of it.  It had been a
long time indeed since he had last eaten a woman's pussy.  But he still
knew what to do.  Eating pussy was an art form, at least to him.  And, like
all great art, it could not be rushed.

   Robin smiled up at him, and willingly spread her legs for him.  He
kissed along the inner part of her leg, starting at her ankle, slowly
kissed his way along her calf, past her knee, and onto her inner thigh. 
Finally he made it back to her pussy.

   He lightly licked along the groove, gently sucked on her clit.  As he
went back down to her groove, he used the tip of my tongue to start working
the folds of her pussy lips.

   Robin got very quiet.  Then she gasped, and arched her back off the
ottoman.  "Ooh!  Ooh, yeah, that feels good!"

   He just kept on working her pussy lips.  "How am I doing?"

   Robin ran her nails through his hair.  "Don't talk with your mouth full,
darling!"

   Dwight grinned as he continued.  He could tell he was definitely making
progress, because her pussy just got wetter by the minute.  The lips were
starting to become puffy.

   Then he paused in his licking, using his fingers to gently stroke her
pussy.  Then he spread her pussy lips apart with my fingers and stuck his
tongue inside.  Robin arched off the ottoman, gasping heavily.  "Oh, lord!
That feels so good!"

   Dwight could feel her body tensing up.  He still didn't rush it.

   Robin's voice began reaching octaves he didn't know she could reach. 
She began to squirm.  "Oh," she squealed.  "Oh god! ...  I'm going to ...
I'm going to ...  Oooohhh!" Finally she sank back down, still breathing
deeply, her hand placed reverently on her chest.  "Oh my god."

   "I got the feeling you needed that."

   Robin laughed a little, still panting.  "You can sure say that again. 
The car was great, but I still need more.  This woman's coming out of a
drought!"

   "Glad I could be of service."

   Robin said, "Why don't you take off your coat and stay a while,
darling?"

   Dwight looked down and realized, while Robin was naked, he was still
fully dressed.

   He grinned, despite himself.  "I suppose that would be the polite thing
to do."

   Robin laughed.  "Here, let me help."

   "Okay." He helped her sit up.

   She quickly slipped off his jacket and the rest of his clothes..  Then
she began running her hands all over his torso -- arms, shoulders, chest
and tummy.

   She reached up to touch his face, and started kissing me again, longing
and hunger in each kiss.  With one hand placed on his face, her other hand
strayed off his shoulder, down his bare chest and tummy, and finally cupped
his cock and balls.

   Robin smiled a lustful smile.  "Oh, my."

   She suddenly gasped.

   "What?"

   "My god, like I said before, that's what I call a cock!"

   "Glad you like it."

   "Do you know what I want to do with this cock?"

   "Whatever you want?  It's all for you if you want it!"

   Robin laughed.  "Close enough.  Actually, I want to do this."

   Robin wasted no time.  She spread his legs and moved in between, running
her nails over his legs.  She used the tips of her nails to scratch his
crotch.  It was his turn to gasp.  She was driving him crazy.  His cock
obediently rose to full erection.

   "Do you like that?"

   "Oh god, yes."

   "Why do you think I keep my nails so long?"

   "A sensual woman.  I like that."

   "Do you know what else I want to do with this cock?"

   "What's that?"

   "This." Robin eagerly but gently held Dwight's cock in her hand.  First,
she softly blew air on it, then she stroked it -- and finally went down on
it.

   Dwight marveled, "Golly, this woman can suck a cock like nobody else!"
At first her sucking was smooth and silent.  But then it seemed as if her
inner freak was coming out to play, and her sucking got noisy and messy.

   After several minutes, she drew back, making a noise of someone who had
been very thirsty, and had just discovered an oasis.

   She kept stroking his cock, as she wiped her mouth.  "Do you know what
else I would love to do with this cock?"

   He was completely at her mercy.  So he asked, "What's that?"

   "I want to fuck.  I want you to fuck my pussy, Dwight."

   "I can handle that."

   Robin laughed.  Then she stood up, turned around, moved the ottoman so
it was against the couch, and got on all fours, facing the couch.

   Dwight could not believe this was happening.  He expected to wake up and
find that he had fallen asleep and was dreaming..

   Instead, Robin said, "Wait a second, darling."

   "What?" He was breathing heavily himself.

   Robin reached for her purse on the glass table, and pulled out a condom.
"We've got to practice safe sex."

   "Absolutely."

   Grinning wickedly, she unrolled it on his cock, only to watch it tear,
then looked up at him.  "Oh, my.  Looks like it's too small!  Well, I'm on
the pill.  I have to have you!."

   "I wonder how it fits inside your pussy."

   "Let's find out." She climbed back on the ottoman, got on all fours, and
arched her back, presenting her wet pussy to him.

   He climbed on the ottoman behind her.  He caressed her back and her
waist.

   He felt her reach back and guide the head of his erect cock inside her
wet pussy.  Then he gently pushed his hips forward.  God, she was wet.  It
took little to no effort to get his whole 11+ inches inside her.  And the
sight of his white cock parting her brown pussy lips was unbelievable.

   "Oh yeah, put it in there, sweetie!"

   He stayed like that for a minute, to let her get used to the feeling of
his huge cock inside her, and to let him get used to her slippery
tightness, too.  He loved the feeling- it felt like her insides were
caressing his cock.

   When he began to move inside her, Robin began making the funkiest
growling and purring noises he had ever heard a woman make.

   With each inward stroke, he saw her dig her nails into the leather
upholstery.

   "So, how ...  am ...  I ...  doing?"

   "Don't stop!...  Oh ...  my ...  god!....  Don't ...  stop!"

   "Am I better than any man you've ever had?"

   "YES!  YES!  Stop talking and keep fucking me!" she gasped.  She buried
her face in the corner of the sectional, growling the words, "Harder!  Fuck
me harder!"

   Dwight did as she asked -- He moved faster, so when his hips touched her
bottom, it made a smacking sound.

   Robin squealed, "You feel so good!..so big!  Yes...so...darn...big! 
I...love...it!...I...love...you!...I...do!...I...do!"

   Suddenly she inhaled so deeply it scared him, then let out an "Ooohhhh!"
and collapsed on the couch.  "Oh my god, you gorgeous stud, thank you so
much." She took his cock out of her pussy, turned around and kissed him a
million times.

   "So, was I good?", Dwight asked with his rock hard cock in her hand.

   "Good?" Robin was still kissing me.  "You are only the best I've ever
had- BY FAR!"

   At her request, Dwight carried Robin up to her bed.  There they resumed
their lovemaking and he astounded her with the amount of cum he pumped into
her.  Both were surprised at how fast Dwight repeatedly got hard again
after cumming inside her.  They made love all night, with several short
sleep breaks.

   In the morning they made love again.  As they ended, Dwight looked Robin
in the eyes and said, "I love you, Robin.  I do.  I want you with me EVERY
morning!  I mean it!"

   Dwight then left to shower and get clean clothes at his house.

   Robin met Dwight at his house to discuss interior decorating ideas that
would fit his tastes.  After reviewing some ideas from her portfolios,
Robin and Dwight developed a plan that they both agreed on.  They then
compiled a list of items they could buy and a few pieces of furniture
Dwight would buy to complete the plan.  One item was a deluxe king size bed
with a headboard that contained bookshelves for the master bedroom.  He
would have his bed moved to the guest bedroom.

   The atmosphere was a little bit uncertain as the two developed these
plans.  Unknown to each other, Dwight and Robin were both imagining living
with the other one in this house.

   Robin admitted to herself that her love for her husband Jerry had grown
cold since he stopped wanting to have sex with her seven months ago.  She
noticed that he seemed withdrawn and hesitant around her.  Now that she
knew why, and her love for that man was dead.  Even after thinking about it
overnight, she wanted a divorce.

   Robin then admitted to herself that she meant what she said the night
before when she told Dwight that she loved him.  He was so warm and caring
towards her and accepted her just as she was.  He also showed that he knew
how and was definitely willing to turn her on and show plenty of
consideration and love towards her.  She hoped that Dwight really meant it
when he said that he loved her and wanted her to live with him.

   Dwight knew that he had fallen in love with his partner's wife, soon to
be ex-wife.  He felt bad about it until he remembered that Jerry had been
cheating on her for months.  He couldn't understand why Jerry had stopped
showing consideration, and love, and caring towards Robin.  She really
deserved what he had given her the night before, and it was clear that her
husband hadn't given her any of that for a VERY long time.

   Before hitting the stores, Dwight and Robin had another cup of coffee in
his kitchen.  They were looking at each other as if they didn't know what
to say.  Finally Robin looked at Dwight and said, "A penny for your
thoughts?"

   "Please stop me if what I'm about to say offends you.  First, I'm gonna
say it again.  I love you Robin and want you to leave Jerry and move in
with me."

   Dwight continued, "As I think about it, it looked like he was trying to
hide something.  I wondered if it was related to something marital or
related to our business.  This isn't the first time I caught him in an
inconsistency.  I never suspected that any of them might involve your
marriage.  Now we know that it did.  He used company funds for that travel,
too."

   Dwight continued, "I started picking up something strange about Jerry's
behavior six or seven months ago.  He would all of a sudden put papers and
what looked like notes or letters in his desk when I'd enter his office. 
He never did that before."

   "I never thought of that before yesterday, Dwight.  I always thought it
was something I did to make him unhappy.

   "Robin, again, I'd like nothing better than for you to move in here. 
You caught him in a lie and we need to know if it was just personal or
business was also involved, too.  Robin, I have to confess that right now,
I'm not sure which matters the most to me, you or the business.  I am in
love with you.  If he had been loyal to you, I'd back off in a minute."

   "My darling man, yes, MY man, what you said is so unselfish.  You just
told me where I stand with you.  And you wonder why I love you?" Robin said
this as tears formed in her eyes.

   "Robin, have you checked his drawers or desk for information?  I can't
check his desk at work yet, as that would raise suspicion.  By the way, can
I help you wash the sheets from last night?"

   The two of them went back to Robin's house.  They logged onto the home
computer and looked at his email.  They found a picture of a blond woman,
thirtyish, in a mini dress.  Dwight recognized her as vice president and
daughter of the owner of a competing construction company.  She found
another picture of this woman and Jerry on a website for cuckolding that
they found the address for in a computer file.  From what they could
gather, it appeared that he was helping the white woman cuckold her husband
and he was her lover.  It also appeared that she was falling in love with
him.  They also found that the woman and Jerry had made several videos
which were for sale on the web site.  Dwight then found that Jerry was
sending the woman sensitive sensitive data.  Robin copied everything onto a
thumb drive, erased the contents of the history file (after copying it). 
She told Dwight she wanted to cry, but realized that she had someone
better, now.

   Robin stroked Dwight's crotch and said, "Yes I do, someone MUCH better
and MUCH bigger, too.  I can't want for you to pump some more cream into
me. I'll have to taste it again, too!"

   Robin mulled things over in her mind while they went shopping for the
materials to decorate Dwight's house.  She talked Dwight into buying a
leather sofa set for his den that was big enough for them to have make love
all day on.  Afterwards, she made an announcement that surprised and
delighted Dwight.

   "Darling, I think I've seen enough to convince me that my dear husband
has found himself a white lover.  I want to live with you and spread my
legs for you forever!.  I want your babies, too!" Robin continued, "I knew
Jerry looked down on white men, even you, but here he's really humiliating
the guy.  I want to buy some of those CDs and see what's on them.  If I buy
six, I get access to the pictures in that lady's corner.  I suspect I'll
find something interesting proof there about his activities, too.  I also
want to download those sales preview clips showing my husband in action. 
Can we use your computer?"

   "Yes Robin," Dwight said, "We can and probably should.  Let's save
everything for the lawyer.  And, Robin, I'm looking for a permanent mate,
not just a sex partner, for better or worse, to grow old with.  Please?"

   "Darling, can your personal lawyer draw up separation papers this
weekend." This way I can be with you with a clear conscience.  I know you
feel the same way.  I really do want to live the rest of my life with you."

   Dwight and Robin made love for a few hours on her bed before they took
the soiled sheets with them.  Robin didn't want to stay in the house long
enough to wash them there.

   Robin found more pictures of Jerry naked with his lover, printed them,
and laid them on the coffee table with a letter telling him why she was
leaving him.  She left her rings on top of the letter.  With Dwight's help,
she moved her clothing and valuables to his house.

   The lawyer charged extra for weekend work, but he drew up a separation
agreement.  He made a copy of the information on the thumb drive, including
the proof that Jerry handed over of sensitive company data to a rival.  He
put a letter with the agreement that Dwight would not have Jerry prosecuted
if he agreed to sell his stake in their partnership for 25% of the company
value, with the other 25% going to Robin, and to not oppose the divorce or
make any trouble for Robin.  When confronted with the evidence, Jerry
agreed to all terms by the end of the next week.

   Dwight asked Robin to marry him the night that the separation papers
were completed.  Both admitted that they were nervous because they had only
been close about five days.

   They selected and ordered a 8-carat $380,000 ring.  It was on Robin's
hand a week later.  Dwight soon discovered Robin's mischievous streak.  She
took a picture of Dwight's huge erect cock next to her shaved brown pussy.
She cropped the picture to remove their faces.  She wanted, however, to
show off their well-toned bodies.  Robin then sent this picture to the
hostess of the cuckolding website with a letter.  In the letter, Robin
asked why the hostess always pictured white husbands as semi-helpless men
with small cocks, with their wives wooed away by the earth shattering
climaxes brought on by the super-sized cocks of their black lovers.  Robin
pointed out that her soon-to-be ex-husband was one of those black studs,
She told the hostess that he cheated on her with a blond and made videos
with her.  Robin then stated that she would thank her ex-husband, as now
she had a much better lover with a much bigger cock.  She then brazenly
said that after a little more time with her fiancé's cock, she would
probably be unable to feel those black studs' cocks.  Robin then told the
hostess that she wasn't interested in humiliating the studs by asking, "Is
it in yet?" She wanted nothing to do with them.  Her fiancé could sexually
run circles around almost all of them, in her opinion.  Robin then said
that her point was that blacks weren't the only ones with large cocks.  The
law of averages and medical studies suggested that all races had the same
percentage of men with small and with large cocks.

   Robin was not surprised that the hostess never answered her letter.  She
just went merrily along, getting Dwight to fill her at every possible
opportunity.  She also continually thanked Dwight for stretching her so
much that he was the only one who could meet her needs.  He made sure he
met them several times each day- upon waking up, before going to work,
often at the office, after work, after dinner, and at bedtime.  They didn't
make love that often every day, but did it many of those times each day. 
They also did oral 69s often as a change of pace.

   Robin continued to work out, often now doing it with Dwight.  She loved
to wear tight shiny spandex workout outfits that showed a lot of cleavage
around Dwight and tried to make him wear bicycle shorts every day.  She
loved it when all the women gasped at his size and then looked as it became
obvious that she, a gorgeous hispanic woman, was married to this white
stud.

   Robin became more involved in Dwight's business, which was still
extremely profitable.  The government agencies that awarded construction
contracts wanted to do business with minority owned companies.  Robin
became the new president of the company and gave the firm an in-house
interior design talents capability.  She often found flowers from Dwight on
her desk.

   Naturally, Robin had her and Dwight's offices sound-proofed.  She made
sure that Dwight took care of her sexual needs at the office when workload
permitted.  She found that around Dwight she was almost a nymphomaniac. 
However, she also found that this only happened around him.  She had no
interest in anybody else.

   Dwight and Robin soon settled into a comfortable routine at home.  They
stripped in the bedroom.  Robin often kept her heels on.  They then spent
the rest of the night naked.  Being around his naked wife, Dwight was
always erect and hard.  He would sit on the couch and Robin would climb on
his lap, facing him, and she would lower herself on his cock, sighing with
contentment.  She often came as soon as he entered her.  They talked as
they slowly rocked up and down, back and forth, happily coupled.  After a
time of talking, hugging, and kissing, Dwight would thrust up and Robin
thrust down and they would come together.  They were glad that as part of
the decorating they covered the living room couch in plastic.

   Dwight and Robin enjoyed going to nightclubs.  She enjoyed wearing tight
leather outfits, but stuck very close to Dwight when she did.  They would
sometimes go to black clubs so Robin could tease the married white women
who were there for an obvious reason.  She loved telling them that her
white husband was as big or bigger than almost all the black cocks there.
One time, she met that web site hostess, her husband, and her date.

   Robin asked the stud how big he was, he proudly announced that he was
ten inches.  She announced to the three that she would probably never feel
him inside.  She then introduced Dwight, whose cock was swollen and hard
from grinding it into her.  The husband asked if Dwight would consider
doing his wife.  Dwight smiled, held Robin's hand and said, "Sorry, but we
don't share each other.  You need to get Lou Paget's book, "How To Give Her
Absolute Pleasure" and learn how to be the one rocking your wife's boat,
instead of just watching others do it.  You can start by sending her
flowers often."

   Dwight and Robin then excused themselves.  The owner, who was a happy
client of their business, allowed the two to use his office to make love.
Dwight took Robin twice.  The first time he slammed into her as hard as he
could as she screamed encouragement to him and wrapped her legs around his
body.

   The second time he took her slowly, and she whispered, "Yes!" each time
he stroked into her.

   The couple also began to attend a non-denominational Christian church.
They were happy that they fit in with many of the other couples, including
some interracial ones.  Both had accepted Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior
years before, but had not attended church or read a Bible in a long time.

   A few nights later Robin asked Dwight how he felt married to a hispanic
woman.  As he was rubbing her feet, he quickly replied, "The same as if you
were white.  You're such a wonderful woman that I sometimes forget you're
hispanic.  It just doesn't matter!  I just want to be around you all that I
can.  To top that off, you're so freaking gorgeous and such a sexy woman
and such a great lover.  Happiness is having you in my arms or holding your
hand as we go somewhere.  I'm so damn proud to walk in anywhere with you.!
In fact, I love it when we're in the gym in our tight workout clothes,
holding hands, and you're flashing your wedding ring at all those people
who stare at us!  Sometimes I get so hard when you flash your ring at them
that I hurt!"

   Robin just smiled and said, "That's how I feel about married to you. 
It's not about marrying any white guy.  It's all about being with you.  You
also are incredibly good looking and such an amazing stud in bed!  You
easily run circles around Jerry in sex and so many other ways.  I didn't
say that just to make you feel good, honey.  I meant every single word I
said!  By the way, how do you think it makes me feel when you get so big
and hard in your shorts?  I love it and want to put you in me or suck you
off right there!"

   "Robin, I'm glad you know the director of that place.  So often I need
you take you there so we don't get arrested for doing it in the parking
lot! I get so horny that I don't care if we have to wait for her husband to
finish taking her.  I saw him in the locker room.  He may be smaller but he
sure knows how to turn her on!"

   "Just like you do to me every day, darling!  She's sure a hot one.  I'm
glad she thinks you're too big for her."

   Dwight kissed Robin and said, "Don't worry, honey.  Sex with someone you
love is so much better than with someone you don't.  Loving you so much is
probably what makes me so hard and makes me cum so much.  There's nothing
like feeling my cock fill you up!"

   "I agree darling!  Nothing like it at all!

   Dwight and Robin moved into each other's arms and passionately kissed
for a long time.  Dwight then slowly and gently took his wife to a few
wonderful orgasms.  They came together and resumed kissing and fondling
each other.  Dwight soon became hard again and at Robin's request, took her
hard and deep.  Robin again tensed up and began coming hard, then
repeatedly coming.  They screamed as they finally came together.  Robin
came so hard that she almost passed out.  After an hour of cuddling and
talking, Robin stroked Dwight until he was hard again and sat down on his
pole.  They both came, rested, and came again.

   Dwight and Robin had exciting news three years later.  Robin was
pregnant!  The couple celebrated by making love, going out to dinner, then
coming home and making love and talking most of the night.  Dwight kept
thinking all the time how much he wanted to bang his beautiful wife again.
Robin was hoping he would, fondling his cock as a hint!



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