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The Setup

It was a Saturday afternoon. Jimmy Badass was about slipping into
dreamland when there was the sound of his apartment doorbell ringing.
Whoever it was pressed his doorbell a second then a third time, as if
the stranger was well aware he wanted nothing more than to just wish
whoever it was to up and vanish. Sighing with resignation he pulled
himself up from his bed, put on a tee shirt and went over to see who it
was. He peaked through the side window and saw a white man standing
there waiting. He didn't look like anyone Jimmy had met before, but it
didn't stop him from unlocking his door to get a perfect view of the man.

"Yeah, what can I do for you?" he asked.

The man didn't say anything at first except stand there staring at him.
He was a middle-aged fellow of average height, with a portly frame and
ruddy features. The man had a determined look on his face, like he was
there on a mission.

"Yes, you're him alright," the man said. "I can recognize you just as
easily."

Now Jimmy was more than curious as to who the stranger was. "Excuse me?
Do I know you from somewhere?"

"You ought to, though I doubt if it's any of your fault that you don't.
No, you wouldn't know me, but you would happen to know of one Molly
Ellrod, don't you?"


Jimmy quick ran a scan through his head for a name-check and then his
face lit up with recognition. "Oh yeah, Molly. Yeah I know her -- pretty
woman she is. So what's she to you?"

"I'm her husband," the man replied in simple but ominous-sounding words.

Jimmy had to inhale deeply before he said anything, not wishing to
create a scene. He gave the man a careful look, most especially he
checked to see if there were any bulge in his pants pockets in case he'd
come with the intention of putting him to sleep permanently.

"You mind letting me in? I think you and I have got a lot to talk about."

"Yeah ... yeah, sure, come on in."

Jimmy let the man into his home and at that moment as he shut back the
door he wished he had one of his TP pals around to make him feel safe.
Though the guy looked kind of harmless, but it wouldn't be safe counting
on that. Besides, what else would he be here if not to have it out with
the guy who's been seeing his woman? Goddamn that bitch for never
telling me she was married.

"By the way, I don't think we've been properly introduced," the man
said, extending a hand towards Jimmy. "The name's Mitch. You're Jimmy,
right? Jimmy Badass, I presume?"

Jimmy took his proffered handshake though he was still cautious of his
visitor. "You asked her about me?"


"Gosh no!" Mitch laughed, setting himself down on a sofa. "Why on earth
would I want to do such a thing? I got to find out from you once when I
came by unannounced at her place -- which as well happens to be my
place, but for now it's hers to keep."

Jimmy sat across from him, his mind hard at work. "You and her are
divorced?"

"Have been divorced six months now. She caught me in bed with some dame
and out came the lawyers. But we've been keeping in touch since, and of
late we've been having quite a lot of talk about us coming back
together. But that was until I found you with her. I just thought I'd
drop by the house and see how she was doing. I was about knocking when I
heard some strange sounds coming from the living room. I peaked in
through the window and there were the both of you rolling over each
other on the floor. It really took the wind off me."

He slapped his hands on his knees and burst into gay laughter. Jimmy was
at a lose what to make of this -- was he deranged or just playing, he
wondered.

"Look, Mitch, I'm sorry you had to see all of that ... the real truth is
I never really knew she was your woman, or that she was married. So I
hope you're not mad or anything."

"Mad?" Mitch looked at him incredulously. "Whatever ever made you think
I'd be mad? Really I was happy when you found both of you that way, and
that's really why I'm here. You do work for those Tongue Patrol fellows,
don't you?"

"I do, yes."

"Well then I'd like to propose you keep screwing my wife ... except I'd
like to have some type of leverage to use against her so as to win her
back. You follow me?"

"I follow you, except for the leverage part. What exactly do you want me
to do?"

Mitch then told him.

Molly stepped out of her car and instinctively pushed back a lock of
brunette-colored hair that had blown across her face before crossing the
street. Jimmy sat by the bar counter from where he had a good view of
the front glass window of the establishment and from where he sat he
spied Molly strolling across the street, looking every inch like the
sexy middle-aged woman that she was. Jimmy took a sip of his drink then
went to seat at the booth table he had arranged for both of them.

Less than a couple of seconds later the establishment's doors pushed
open and in came Molly. Her eyes scanned the room before spotting her
man at where he was seated and gingerly like a school girl stepping out
on her first date, she went over to meet him. Jimmy got up and embraced
her, letting her tits press against his chest, and kissed her cheek,
inhaling a musky-scented perfume before letting her go.

"Girl, you're looking way too good to eat," he said as he gave her
slender-framed body in her summer shirt and blue jeans a thorough
looking over.

"Do you like what you see?" she spurned around for him. All what Jimmy's
eyes was interested in was the roundness of her butt pushing against the
fabric of her jeans; he was getting hard already just recalling the
sight of that ass and how it had fitted with his cock the last time they
had fucked. "I'll bet you can't wait to get a piece of this hot cake,"
she murmured at him.

"Let's get something to eat first, there's plenty of time for that."


They placed their orders and made small talk until their meals arrived.
Though it was obvious while they ate that Molly's interest lied more in
what her lover was packing under his pants. Jimmy had intentionally
ordered a large meal as he wanted the extra energy to fulfill the Mrs.
later on. But his main intention was to create enough time to allow
Mitch set his home in readiness for them.

The previous day that Mitch had visited him they had laid plans for
Jimmy to bed Molly at his own apartment which was halfway across town.
Mitch told him that Molly hadn't yet been to his place, thus there
wouldn't be any chance of her knowing it was actually her ex-husband's
pad. Although he was getting rid of anything incriminating that would
alert her to that when Jimmy brings her over ... but what was most
important was the video camera he was setting up to use and record the
event.

"How did you enjoy your fish?" Jimmy asked her a while later when they
were done eating.

"Very delicious. But I can think of something that will be more
delicious than that," she said with a sexy slur. Her hand went under the
table and grasped his cock. She licked her lips seductively. "I can't
tell you how much I've been thinking about your cock since last time we
screwed."

Jimmy grinned. "Well then if you want a repeat performance, I guess we'd
best be on our way."

He settled the bill and then they got up and left the restaurant.
Outside he made as if he'd forgotten something and then told her a lie
that he was having his place exterminated this morning and that by now
he doubt if the chemicals would have evaporated already. But he then
told her about a friend of his who'd agreed to loan him his apartment as
he was traveling out of the city. His words were thoroughly convincing
enough for Molly to agree to follow him in her car while he drove ahead
in his.

Jimmy knew the way to Mitch's place as Mitch had driven him there
afterwards the previous evening when they'd long finished having their
discussion. Mitch lived in a scenic neighborhood of low-rent apartment
bungalows. He didn't see Mitch's car parked anywhere in sight as he
drove into a parking space and was glad about that. Now would have made
a worse time to give things away. Molly's ride slid to a halt beside him
and then she got out. He led the way towards Mitch's pad, his hand kept
groping her ass while they walked towards the building.

Mitch was friendly with several of his neighbors, one of whom was a
night-crawler who worked the evening shift down at the power plant. He
had left Mitch with his house keys to stay in, as Mitch had fed him a
cuck-and-bull story of his ex sending over her lawyer to come and feed
him some alimony papers which he was desperately trying to avoid. He had
long already set up the video camera in his home -- one in the sitting
room and another in the bedroom -- which he intended to capture the
action that he knew was going to take place, and had connected the
transmission to his laptop which he had right there with him as he sat
in his neighbor?s sitting room couch, waiting for the show to start. He
had glanced out the curtained window and sighted Jimmy strolling towards
his place with his wife already struggling in his arms. He was bursting
with excitement, he could barely contain himself. His laptop sat on the
table before him waiting for the web cameras he had carefully hidden in
his apartment to come on live. Jimmy was going to do that as soon as
they were about to begin.

From inside the house, the door to the apartment and in walked the woman
with her lover. They slammed the door shut and then Molly started
struggling in Jimmy's arms to kiss him. Jimmy responded alright, and
then told her to sit on the couch and wait for him while he went to
freshen up. His intention actually was to turn on the web camera that
was hidden behind a work of art statuette right next to the TV stand
facing the sitting room. Mitch had previously shown him where it would
be hidden. Jimmy went and switched it on and then went into the bedroom
to switch on the other that was there. Right away at the opposite
building, Mitch's web camera came on and he got an excellent view of his
wife seated on a couch already starting to take off her top. He rubbed
his palms together and grinned from ear to ear.

"Got you now, Molly," he murmured.

Jimmy took off his jacket and shoes in the bedroom and then returned to
join Molly where he'd left her. She already had her top off and them met
in the middle of the room, sharing a deep kiss while their hands groped
and fondled each other's body. Jimmy undid the buttons of her jeans and
slid his hands behind to cup her ass. Molly loosened him out of his
pants and shorts and Jimmy did the same to her, pulling down her panties
as well. He smacked her butt, loving the way her ass cheeks bounced, and
then picked her up and turned her upside down. Molly whooped with
delight when she found herself staring down between his legs and she
reached for his cock and started sucking him when Jimmy got an exquisite
view of her pussy staring at him in the face and began to munch on her.
He held her like that for a while with his arms wrapped around her
waistline, lapping his tongue back and forth over her pussy and asshole
with aggression. Molly could barely contain herself from feeling the
pleasure he was giving her and though she tried sucking him as hard as
she could, it was a no-win situation. Mitch who was glaringly watching
everything too was amazed by what he was seeing and had to free his cock
from within the hiding place of his pants in order to breathe some air
and stroke it as well.

Jimmy soon dropped her down on the couch. Molly gave a lengthy sigh,
totally winded with what he'd just done to her, and then came forward to
once more attack his cock with her mouth. Jimmy adjusted himself
inconspicuously so as to give the camera an excellent view of what was
happening. I made as if they weren't being watched, wanting the episode
to seem so real to Mitch whom he knew was watching and recording as well
every detail.

When Jimmy figured he'd had enough of Molly's sucking, he indicated for
her to get up and then sat down on the couch, holding his hardened
erection in his hand. Molly came forward and straddled him; she growled
a sigh of contentment the moment she felt her pussy become enveloped by
his shaft.

"Ohh shit!" she moaned, shutting her eyes to the wave of pleasure that
was upon her. "Oh God, you black cock feels so fucking good!"

She wasted no time in riding him. Jimmy decided to let her be in control
for the time being. Her pussy slid back and forth on his cock and made
slapping sounds each time her ass bounced hard on his thighs. Her tits
jiggled before his face, and he grasped one of them and pulled it
towards his awaiting mouth. Soon he began slamming his thighs upwards to
match with her fucking, and by that time she was howling with ecstasy.
Jimmy rubbed his thumb against her clit while she bounced and smacked
her butt repeatedly with his other hand, spurring her to ride him harder
like a pinto. A moment later he pushed himself up from the couch with
her hanging unto him as if for dear life. His cock slipped out of her
wetness but he reintroduced it back inside and began slamming his cock
harder and deeper in and out of her cunt with what seemed like rapid
fire. Molly squealed and screamed like she never had before and quickly
erupted into an earth-shattering orgasm before Jimmy deposited her back
on the couch.

"Ohhhhh my God!" she murmured. "Ohhhh God, Jimmy, you're really killing
me this time!"

Jimmy laughed, stroking his cock which now was coated with her juice. "I
ain't even done with you yet."

I knelt between her legs and licked her pussy for a moment, letting her
enjoy the feeling of his tongue for a while, and then when he felt
ready, got up and leaned over her and thrust the head of his cock back
into her pussy's wetness.

"Damn! The guy sure can fuck!" Mitch muttered to himself as he sat there
watching what was on his laptop. He'd never been so excited like this in
a long while.

Jimmy gave Molly some aggressive deep thrusts, pulling nearly all the
way out of her and then slamming down on her pussy hard. Molly grunted
with each slam he gave her; her hand went to rubbing her clit as Jimmy
began to pick up pace to work her pussy hard and good. He too was
nearing climax and Molly sensed it too.

"Cum inside me," she moaned. "Ohh Jimmy darling, please, fill me up with
your cum!"

Jimmy kept on firing her with his cock till the moment came and he
issued a loud grunt and fired his first burst of seed way deep into her
womb. Molly had a second orgasm right that moment and wrapped her arms
around him, pressing his body against hers as she felt him release load
after load of precious semen inside her. When he was done he collapsed
on the couch beside her. She was too weak to even more and could only
rest her head upon his shoulder while she felt his cum slowly roll out
of her cunt and down her thighs.

In his friend's apartment Mitch too was nearly arriving his own moment
of cumming. He'd increased the speed of his jerking to rhyme with that
of Jimmy fucking his ex and already he was breathing heavy and deeply
while his hand kept on stroking his cock. At the exact moment that Jimmy
was emptying his bag of semen into Molly's cunt, so as well Jimmy
groaned as he blew his load over his laptop's screen. He sat there
panting, and sighed when he realized upon where he'd unloaded his cum.
He waited for his breath to catch up before heading into his friend's
bathroom for some toilet paper to wipe his computer screen with. When he
returned he noticed that Jimmy and his ex were no longer lying on the
couch. He clicked on the bedroom's webcam and watched as they climbed on
the bed.

Molly got up and went into the bathroom to wipe herself clean; Jimmy
didn't bother following her. He shut his eyes and pretended to fall
asleep while he heard the sound of water rushing out of the bathroom
shower. Molly returned to the room a short while later. She stood by the
bed and ogled the sight of her handsome black lover's cock lying
prostrate between his legs. Even at semi-erection his cock still seemed
sturdy with its veins more prominent as it still glistened with her cum
juice. She was totally unaware of the web camera situated at the other
side of the bed watching her as she climbed back on the bed and knelt
before her lover's legs and wrapped her hands around his cock and went
on stroking him while at the same time taking him into her mouth.

Jimmy's eyes came awake and he smiled at her while she bobbed her head
up and down on his cock. He pushed her hair away from her face, loving
the sight of her pink-coated lips wrapped around his black member along
with her hand; the contrasting sight was just so lovely he wished he had
a camera right then to capture the moment.

"I want you to fuck me from behind!" Molly said to him.

"Always give the lady what she wants," he laughed as he jumped off the
bed and made her get into position before hunching behind her and
thrusting his cock once more into her warm wetness.


Molly gasped, pressed her face against the pillow as Jimmy began
thrusting back and forth inside her. The marathon lasted almost as long
as the one they'd had in the sitting room. Molly moaned and muttered
unintelligible gibberish while at the same time thrusting her ass back
at Jimmy each time he pulled out of her. He grabbed a fistful of her
hair and pulled her face up and smacked her bottom repeatedly with his
other hand. The bed shook and groaned from their momentum.

He leaned over her ear and grunted, "Tell me bitch, whose pussy is this?"

"Yours, babe!" she cried out with lust.

"Tell me again, whose pussy is it?"

"Yours! Yours! Ohh God, Jimmy, fuck me! Fuck me!"

Jimmy grasped her waistline and went on fucking her with as much fury he
could muster. All the sound that echoed in the room were Molly hollering
her moans and Jimmy grunting like a hungry lion, intermixed with the
sound of his waistline slapping against her ass and the weight of the
bed groaning under them. He growled and gritted his teeth when he felt
himself about to cum and again he emptied his load deep into her cunt.
Both of them collapsed on the bed and remained there for almost an hour
before either of them decided to get up.


A couple of days later Jimmy was cleaning up his apartment when he heard
his door bell rang. He went to open it and saw that it was Mitch
standing there though this time with a smile on his face.

"Hi Jimmy. Sorry I didn't let you know I was coming, just thought I'd
drop by suddenly."

Jimmy shook hands with him. "Not a problem. So how did she take it when
you showed her the tape?"

Mitch shrugged. "She wasn't too happy about it at first -- she called
you all sorts of names -- but then I told her it was I who'd set up both
up, she kind of accepted that. Anyway, we're back together again. She
just couldn't take the threat of me presenting that recording to the
divorce court."

"I wouldn't blame her for that. So are you two going to be tight this time?"

"Oh yeah, definitely tight. We spend almost every night watching the
video. It's our own private home movie now. Matter of fact, I just might
be retaining your services again pretty soon, so don't you be going
anywhere so soon, you hear?"

Jimmy laughed. "You know where to find me. if you can't get me, just
call by the office, they'll help you out."

"I know. And thanks once again."

Jimmy shook hands with him and waved him a hand as he walked back
towards his car.




















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