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Black Daddy
by Molly (molly123xyz@yahoo.com)

***

A wife does her duty and assures her husband's 
promotion by giving his black boss what he wants. (MF, 
wife, intr)

***

Matt, my husband came home one day and announced that 
the VP for Marketing was going to open up and he and 
the two other division chiefs would be up for the 
position. I was pleased and gave him a big hug, kiss 
and wished him well.

The 3-B corporation, for which Matt works, was started 
by the current president's father and has grown to a 
multi-million dollar corporation. It is a family owned 
(Black owned) and at this time Matt was the lone white 
Division Chief with the other two being black.

Matt informed me that he was excited and wanted the job 
as it would give him some prestige but more important 
would provide some added income to help with our son's 
college education and perhaps let us have a little 
luxury. Matt expressed his concern that he expected the 
Black President to select a black for the Vice-
President's position and that he did not have a chance.

"Oh sweetheart," I reassured him. "You are very good at 
your work and important to the company and I am sure 
your black boss (Raja C. Shamili, every one calls him 
Rog for short), will recognize your qualities and be 
fair." 

"I sure hope so. You will play an important role as 
well as the boss plans to interview and evaluate the 
wives as well. He believes that a man's overall value 
is reflected in his wife as well as the executive." 

"And, just how does he plan to do that?" I responded.

"He will have us for an evening of dinner and 
entertainment of some kind and will make his 
evaluations based on that, I am told, so be at your 
best please." 

"Darling I am always at my best when I am with you," 
and I gave him a little kiss. 

We soon received the invitation from the boss (Rog) to 
meet him at a very exclusive restaurant for dinner. I 
put on my best dress up clothes and so did Matt. I was 
nervous but was determined to make a favorable 
impression on Matt's black boss. 

The restaurant was fabulous and the wine divine. We 
must have visited, talked, eat and drank for three or 
more hours and Rog seemed to be very interested in me 
and was constantly addressing questions to me and 
touching my leg for emphasis …..well I wondered. Anyway 
it was my night to do or die and I felt very relaxed 
from the wine and dinner and was very friendly and 
witty, Well at least I thought I was and Rog seemed to 
enjoy me very much as he laughed frequently at some of 
my witty little comments. We finally bid our farewells 
and left for our respective destinations. 

Matt told me that I was "Smashing" and thought I had 
really made a hit with the boss. I said that I thought 
I did well also. 

A few days later Matt left on a business trip for a few 
days and his boss called me and informed me that he had 
decided to do some more evaluations of the spouses 
without the knowledge of those being considered for the 
promotion and wanted to know if I was opposed to that 
and if not would I be available the next evening. 

I assured Rog that I thought it was a grand idea and 
had no objections and that I was available for the next 
evening. Rog gave me the name of one of the finest 
hotels in town and asked me to meet him in the lobby 
there and we would have dinner in the hotel restaurant. 

I arrived on time and was nervous and excited at my 
opportunity to further my husband's career. I knew what 
it meat to Matt as well as me to have the promotion and 
added money. I arrived at the hotel and we went to the 
dining room where we were led to our private room with 
a table set in silver, china and in the center of the 
table was a vase with two roses, one white and one 
black. 
Rog asked if he could order drinks for us and I 
responded that he could. I sort of giggled and 
suggested that he would know better what I might like. 
He ordered two Black Russians. 

When the drinks came, Rog toasted with, "Tonight is a 
night for decision. Here is to the right ones." As we 
clinked glasses, I wondered what he meant, however the 
night would surely reveal that they were well thought 
out. I had never drunk a black Russian before but I was 
impressed with the flavor as well as its ability to 
make me feel relaxed. When I had finished my drink, I 
knew I was feeling very good and sensed that Rog knew 
it as well. 

We ate and talked for some time. I looked at the roses 
again and remarked how beautiful they were how well 
they looked as they produced their contrast in black 
and white. Rog's eyes glistened and he looked at me and 
said, "There is always beauty in every thing if one 
will just imagine how to bring it out." He then asked 
if I would join him in some Champaign, to which I 
responded, "Of course, how could I not want to 
celebrate such a fine dinner?"

Although I did not know where the Champaign was, I soon 
found myself entering a hotel suite on the top floor. I 
noted the crystal chandeliers above the small table 
adorned in white rose petals and a bucket of ice 
holding a bottle of Champaign. Rog took the bottle out 
and held it for my inspection as I read "White Rose 
Champaign" on the bottle. I nodded my approval and 
wondered to myself it the name was significant or if it 
was just a really great Champaign.

Rog opened the bottle and poured two waiting glasses. 
He offered a toast, "I hope tonight will be a memorable 
one for the both of us." 

We stood drinking our wine looking into each other's 
eyes as if to say, "This evening is just getting 
started." 

I had a good idea by now that my final test was to be 
his bedmate for tonight and the way I felt I was going 
to pass the test. I knew I had enough to drink that 
saying no was going to be difficult. 

Rog said, "Champaign can only be enjoyed to its fullest 
if tasted from a woman's lips," and he moved toward me. 
I offered my Champaign soaked lips for him to sample. 
He moved closer and put his arms around me and kissed 
me deeply as I returned his passionate kiss. He 
whispered that my lips were much better than the finest 
Champaign. 

I was now responding in a state of instant arousal as I 
felt his manhood standing erect touching my tummy.  I 
knew that the black boss wanted to evaluate more than 
Matt's wife's table manners and social graces. He was 
going to evaluate my bed manners as well and I was 
going to show him that this division chief's wife was 
ready to do whatever it took too get her man the job. 

I knew that none of the black division chief's wife's 
could out do me in the bedroom.  I was well aware that 
black men like to sample the nectar from a white mans 
wife now and then. I felt certain that the Black boss 
was no exception.

We were now feeling of each other's bodies as two teens 
about to have sex in the back seat of their parent's 
car. I thought of the roses, the black one and the 
white one and now knew of their symbolism. I now 
realized the "White Rose" Champaign was chosen more for 
its name than its flavor. I kissed Rog deeply and 
pushed against his now big hard sex tool. 

He was now palming both my butt cheeks in his hands and 
pulling me tight against him as he slowly moved his 
hips in a thrusting motion. He then opened my blouse 
and freed a white lobe and placed his black lips over 
my nipple and suckled my breast as I closed my eyes and 
imagined he was my black baby, nursing on white milk. 
Rog then took my hand and led me into the bedroom 
containing a large bed with red satin sheets. 

We both sat on the edge of the bed as he pushed me back 
and started removing my clothes and trailing kisses 
down to my now wet curly hairy muff. I was now totally 
naked as I moaned and wreathed with every touch and 
kiss and lick that Rog was now freely applying to my 
white body. 

Rog moved beside me and I frantically removed his 
clothes to reveal the largest cock I had ever seen with 
well defined veins I took the jet black clock in my 
hand and started moving my hand up and down as Rog 
moaned and trusted into my hand. I then kissed the head 
and licked the pre-cum for the end.  As I sucked on my 
black lover's cock,  I felt his sperm filled balls in 
his black pouch. 

Rog now pushed me down on the bed and moved above me as 
I opened my thighs to receive my new black lover. Rog 
pushed part way in as I begged him to hurry and fill me 
with his cock. He said, "Molly, call me your 'Black 
Daddy'. Say it!" 

"OH, My Black Daddy," I moaned.

"Tell me how much you want your Black Daddy."

"Oh! I need you, Black Daddy," I moaned. "Please give 
me all you have. You are driving me crazy." 

Rog was driving me insane, I want it so badly. Matt 
always made me hot and horny but Rog was making me 
hotter than I had ever been. Rog moved his hands 
beneath my butt and pinched my white ass cheeks as he 
thrust deep and hard and held it with the head pushing 
hard against my cervix. "Rog," I begged. "Give it to 
me. I need you black daddy. I want you! Fuck me like a 
black stud dog breeds a white dog bitch." 

Rog was now breathing hard as he drove into me with 
deep thrusts pounding on the opening to my womb with 
every stroke as I wiggle my but and moaned over and 
over, "Black Daddy, I'm yours! Take me!"

Rog was now pounding me hard and fast as his black 
balls slapped my bottom with every stroke. They were 
full of his sperm ready to spew into his white bitch.

I was now so wild with passion that I was clawing his 
back with my nails. I then felt his cock start to throb 
and it threw me into a rage of passion with my own 
orgasm coming in waves of shakes and shudders, as he 
thrust deep and held his clock in my cervix as it 
emptied his black balls into my waiting white womb. I 
lay there and my body gave one final shudder as Rog 
planted his seed deep inside me. I moved my hands over 
his sweaty black body as he lay there relaxing and 
letting his balls drain their every drop into his white 
rose. 

As his erection shrank he moved to my side and we lay 
there in each other's arms for a long time. Rog broke 
the silence and said, "I am impressed with Matt's wife. 
I am sure she will be able to contribute to her 
husband's success."

I now knew that Matt had the job and I had done my 
wifely duties. Matt would get his job but he would be 
sharing his wife with his boss, the "Black Daddy."   

When the time came for the announcement, Matt came home 
and said, "Well, guess who got the VP job?"

"I can't imagine, Matt. Who?"

Matt then grabbed and hugged me and said, "I DID!" 

I hugged Matt and kissed him and said, 
"Congratulations! I think your boss is a smart man and 
knows how to get what he wants, uhhh... well I mean... 
he knows how to get the best man for the job." 

I knew that I had traded my body to get what Matt 
wanted. Rog had used the promotion to get what he 
wanted, which was me, and I had gotten a nice 
unexpected bonus out of the whole situation. I knew 
that it was up to me now to keep Matt's job secure and 
I knew that it would be a real pleasure.

Matt said, "Oh I almost forgot something the boss gave 
me to celebrate with tonight," and went to the car and 
returned with a bottle of champing. I took the bottle 
to the kitchen to place it in a bucket of ice and as I 
read the label, "White Rose," I slide my had down my 
jeans and into my panties and cupped my hand over my 
hairy mound as I thought of Rog and knew that he wanted 
me to know that he was thinking of me. I was thinking 
"Rog, Black Daddy, this white muff is yours any time 
you want it."

That night Matt wanted to make love and so did I but my 
thoughts was of my Black Daddy as Matt's white balls 
slapped my bottom.  

Yes my dear husband, you are getting what you want, but 
your wife is earning the bonuses.

END - (Molly123xyz@yahoo.com)

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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