Gonna cum in your tight little ass!" Max groaned.  "Ahhhhhhhh, yeah,
yeah ......here it cums, sweetie!  Oh, Goddddddd! ...gonna cream your
sweet little ass!" he groaned loudly as he then unleashed a hot blast of
cum into her ruptured ass.   He felt her trim body shake and shudder as
she also climaxed from his unwanted finger stimulation on her clit,
bringing about another wild orgasm in her innocent young body.

Both the bank president and young wife soon collapsed onto the bed, the
long black cock still embedded in the once virgin ass of the still
moaning beauty.  The muscular black arms were still wrapped around the
petite beauty as slowly the thick black cock began to dwindle in size,
finally popping out of the raped young wife.  There they rested against
one another, both savoring the aftermath.  As Max began to regain his
strength, he began caressing Kerri's soft creamy thighs, then his hand
moved to caress her soft tender ass.

Touching the beauty's soft creamy body, Max's cock twitched back to
life, pulsating and slowly growing back in length.  Pushing forward a
bit, from the back of the soft creamy thighs, his lengthy black cock
slid between them.  Back to full strength, the long black cock lay
nestled while twitching between the soft creamy thighs, the slick and
shiny black cockhead sticking out at the front of raped beauty.

With his cock being lubricated from the fuck juices drooling from
Kerri's raped slit, Max slowly began to fuck his pulsating cock between
the soft creamy thighs.  Expecting the raped beauty to merely lay there,
trying not to showing any emotion, he was taken by surprise at the feel
of her soft palm caressing his cockhead each time he pushed beyond the
front of her clenched thighs.

Leaving his cock steady, cockhead penetrating beyond the front of her
thighs, he felt her palm move in circular motions on his slick sensitive
cockhead.  Max shivered, steeling himself to keep his cock in check, not
wanting to spurt his load prematurely.  It was a fantastic feeling,
nearly making him cum as the soft palm rubbed faster and faster upon his
slick plum-sized cockhead, causing his cockhead to flare out even more
as it threatened to spurt its juices again.

Then Max was further surprised, feeling the lovely young wife shift up a
little, her hand still on his cockhead.  He then felt her soft
fingertips just below the front of his cockhead, pushing his cock to aim
higher, higher till it was again positioned at the entrance to her
oozing gash.  He couldn't believe that this little beauty was
positioning herself and his cock so he could fuck her again.  To his
delight, it became obvious that this lovely beauty wanted more of his
black loving.

"Haaaaaaaaaa ........ah .....ahhhhhhhhh ....ohhhhhhhh!" Kerri moaned and
shivered as the pleasure giving cock touched the entrance to her
womanhood.  "Ahhhhhhhhhh ......yes .......yessssssss .....put it
innnnnnnnn!" she hissed.  "Oh, yes .....yesssssssss!" Kerri shivered as
her cuntlips enveloped the advancing cockhead.  "Ohhhhhh ....rape me
.....rape me .....fuck me, fuck me .....damn you!" she begged,
unconscious of her filthy urgings, something she had never done with her
own husband.

"Oh, God ....God .....yes ....yes .......ohhhh, deeper ....deeper!"
Kerri moaned as she felt the thick shaft slide into her again.  Hunching
back, she began to fuck herself on the lengthy shaft, wanting to feel it
sliding in and out of her womanhood.  "Oh, God .....rape me ....rape me
....harder .....harder!  That's it .....that's it .....yes ....yesssssss
.......ohhh, yessss ..shoot it in me .....oh, yes ....I ...I'm
cumminggggggg!" she screamed, her body shaking and convulsing in an
uncontrollable orgasm, the most satisfying ever experienced in her young
life.

Following this wild passionate fuck session, both Max Griffith and Mrs.
Kerri Hu lay fast asleep on the king-sized bed, arms embracing one
another.  It was over an hour later that Max began to stir, his pulsing
cock awakening him from a deep sleep. Opening his eyes, he observed the
head of the young beauty resting on his chest and realized that she was
looking down at his growing cock as she handled him in the soft palm of
her hand.

When he was fully erect, the young wife turned over onto her back, with
her hand clasping his cock tightly she pulled him over onto her.  As he
descended upon the petite beauty, Max bent over to plant a kiss on her
pink lips and felt those soft lips part to admit his exploring tongue,
then felt her pointed tongue dally with his.  A wild passionate mating
then took place with the lovely young wife wrapping her arms and legs
around the muscular black body.

It was nearing 6 p.m. when Kerri neared her home, her mind a total
jumble after the events of the day.  This was one day that she hoped
Phil had drunk himself into a stupor, hoping he would again not pay much
attention to her when she arrived.  Squeezing her thighs together, Kerri
tried to keep more of the thick juices from escaping her enlarged slit.

She had used all the tissues in her purse to stem the flow but Kerri
could feel the wetness spreading as she sat in the driver's seat of the
car.  She knew she should be ashamed and humiliated at what had happened
to her but she could not get over the mind-shattering orgasms that shook
her for the very first time in her life.  She knew that by now the back
of her dress was sopping wet.  Without the aid of her panties, the
copious amount of  juices leaking from her cunt had the tissues fully
soaked and useless.  She felt so self- conscious not wearing a bra nor
panties, souvenirs of the bank president.

Entering through the kitchen door that connected to the garage, Kerri
was startled to find her husband there.  With drink in hand, Phil had
gone to the kitchen to find something to snack on.  "Hi, honey!  Were
you able to talk to Mr. Griffith for me!" he slurred.  Upon seeing her
nodding in response, Phil put his drink down and embraced his wife,
planting a kiss on her lips.  Kerri tried to break the embrace, trying
to push away from his tight embrace, telling him "Oh, Phil .....you've
had too much to drink ....I can really smell the alcohol!"

Phil nuzzled at his wife's ear as she pushed at him.  She struggled even
more when his hands wandered down to cup her tight asscheeks.
Unknowingly, he commented "Honey your skirt feels wet!"  Blushing a beet
red at being discovered, Kerri pushed away and stammered "I ...it's my
period and I had an accident while driving home!  I ...I need to get to
the bathroom right away, backing away into the nearby restroom so Phil
did not see that it was not blood soaking the back of her skirt.

Putting her ear to the bathroom door, she listened intently for Phil's
footsteps, waiting for him to go back into the living room where the bar
was situated.  Without any other clothing available, Kerri could not
make it to her bedroom for a new set of clothing.  She finally heard
Phil pass by the closed door, then she slipped out of the bathroom to
where the laundry room was located.  From the laundry basket, she
gathered a pair of panties, blouse and shorts that were to be washed.
There she changed and hid her wet skirt at the bottom of the laundry
basket.

Going upstairs to the master bedroom, she locked herself in the master
bath.  Taking off her clothing, she examined at herself in the large
mirror.  Bringing her hands up, Kerri cupped her tender breasts, then
shivered as she thumbed her raw nipples.  She could still recall the
sensations caused by Mr. Griffith's hunger for her breasts, mouthing and
nipping at her tender buds with his sharp teeth.  Moving closer to the
mirror, she could see some discoloration caused by his teeth clamping
down upon her breasts.

Then Kerri let her hands wander down, her fingers rubbing at the dry
matted curls, sending flakes of dried cum falling to the bathroom
floor.  She gave a slight gasp as she parted her swollen cuntlips, then
shivered as her finger made contact with her sensitive clit.  Delving
two fingers in her recently raped slit, she then drew out her fingers to
view the thick slimy coating over her fingers.  Mesmerized, Kerri drew
her fingers up to her nose to inhale the familiar smell of the rutting
animals on the hotel bed, then stuck her pointed tongue out to touch the
slimy goo.  She brought her soiled fingers to her mouth, sucking her
fingers clean of the filthy mucous.

That night, Phil had felt so relieved that Mr. Griffith had promised
Kerri in seeing that his job would be kept safe.  Though he gave it his
all when at the job, Phil knew that no one was safe considering the
company's financial position.  Phil knew he had not been much of a
considerate husband lately, being too distracted with his job problems.

In bed first, he watched as his lovely wife walked about in her thin
nightie.  'God, she's so beautiful!  I couldn't ask for a more beautiful
and faithful wife!  I can't believe how innocent and nave she is when
it comes to sex!'  He only wished Kerri would let herself go more when
they made love but he knew her conservative upbringing had her
refraining from showing such emotions!

When his lovely wife slipped into bed and turned off the lamp, Phil
turned to caress her, leaning over to kiss her on the lips.  Normally he
had to prod her lips open with his tongue but tonight her sweet lips
opened readily and her pointed tongue licked at his lips.  After a deep
passionate kiss, Phil's lips traced their way down Kerri's slender neck
while he pulled at the ties to the front of her nightie.  Then Phil
moved further down, taking a tender nipple into his hungry mouth.  As he
did so, he heard a loud gasp from his lovely wife, exciting him as he
mistook the gasp for one of pleasure.

Kerri shivered as her husband took in a very raw and sensitive nipple,
gritting back the pain as he nipped playfully with his teeth.  What had
been so pleasurable earlier in the day now was quite a painful event.
She had thought of making an excuse, a 'headache', but she did not want
to discourage Phil as this was his first attempt at lovemaking in
weeks.  She just wished that it wasn't so soon after another man had
soiled her body with his semen, a black man's cum on top of that.
Although she had douched out Mr. Griffith's semen when she had arrived
home, she felt so guilty as she embraced her loving husband, ashamed
that she was presenting him with 'soiled' goods.

Crawling up upon his beautiful young wife, Phil felt her sexy legs
spread wide for him.  Normally he had to pry her legs apart to gain
entrance, making Phil happy that she was finally spreading her sexy legs
on her own for him to gain entrance.  He gasped as he felt his lovely
wife's soft hand enclose around him for the very first time, jerking him
in her tight fist.  Feeling her guiding him to her slit, Phil could feel
his cock pulsing madly in her grip.  Just as he was about to gain
entrance to her womanhood, Phil felt her sexy legs crossing over him.
Never having had his lovely wife wanted him in such a way, it was just
too much for him, he groaned loudly "Ohhhh .....ohhhh, babyyyy ...ahhhhh
....ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"No ....no, Phil ....put it innnn!" Kerri desperately pleaded.  But she
could not control Phil's pulsating member in her hand as it jerked about
in spasms.  Then a hot wetness was being splattered upon her mound and
belly.  Stunned, Kerri continued to jerk him off, knowing it was now
useless in trying to get him to put it to proper use.  A moment later he
lay upon her body, panting in total exhaustion.  She silently cursed to
herself 'Damn!  Mr. Griffith was right calling you a little faggot!  Why
can't you be a 'real' man, Phil?'

Ten minutes later, Kerri pushed hard at her now snoring husband, trying
to slip out from under him.  Going to the bathroom, she took a cold
shower to rinse off the drying spunk and to cool off her need for sexual
itch between her legs.  She couldn't believe that Phil had left her high
and dry, not even able to control himself to even put it in her.
Closing her eyes under the shower, her fingers pinched hard at a tender
nipple, making her shiver from the pain.  Then, her other hand rubbed at
her still tender slit, fingers seeking out her sensitive clit.  Moments
later, relief was obtained as she shuddered under the shower while
picturing Mr. Griffith shagging away at her body, just as he did earlier
in the day as she quietly mouthed "Oh, Mr. Griffith .....rape me again
...take me like a bitch in heat ....fuck me .....fuck me .....ahhhhhhh!"

The next day, Kerri got a call from Phil, telling her that his job was
still safe but now the fellow in the other side of him had just gotten
laid-off.  Phil told her to be sure to 'thank' Mr. Griffith at the bank
for help saving his job on this layer of cuts.  Kerri had purposely
worked on other projects other than the bank's for this day.  With
Phil's mentioning of Mr. Griffith, her thighs had clenched automatically
as she could feel her slit moistening.

Late that afternoon, Kerri sat across Mr. Sharpe's desk after being
summoned to his office.  When she heard him say that he had just gotten
a call from Max Griffith of the bank, she blushed as a shudder shook her
body in fear.  "Max Griffith is quite impressed with you Kerri!  Says he
had lunch with you yesterday and was convinced that the bank should turn
over another section of the bank's legal business to us, provided that
you're in charge of it!  Looks like you'll be making junior partner with
this added business you've brought into the firm!  I'll be overseeing
the work in case of any problems but we'll now be working quite a bit
more together from now!"

"Tell me, Kerri!  How'd you manage to get Mr. Griffith to turn over more
business to you over lunch?  Hell, I've wined and dined that SOB for
years and haven't gotten anywhere for new business!" Mr. Sharpe
inquired.  Kerri blushed and meekly replied "Well, maybe it's just the
female charm, Mr. Sharpe!"  "I'm meeting with the partners tomorrow and
will be sure to mention your success with Mr. Griffith!  I'm certain
you'll be in for a nice bonus once the new business arrives!" he
advised.

As Kerri sat before the ecstatic senior partner, little did she know the
real reason that Mr. Sharpe had called her into his office.  True, Mr.
Sharpe had been on the phone to Max Griffith but the phone call was not
much about business.  Her boss had made the phone call only after the
messenger had delivered that padded envelope marked 'Personal'.  While
she had sat sitting across the desk from her boss, he had been fingering
the contents of that padded envelope, a thin lacy white bra and matching
panties.

Once the lovely Kerri Hu departed, closing the door to his office, Tim
Sharpe could not resist bringing up the pair of lacy with panties to his
nose.  Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the sweet fragrance of womanhood
that it contained.  Burying his face into the soft crotch of the lacy
white panties, he licked the scented and stained portion, bringing a
throbbing sensation to his bulging crotch.  Going to door and locking
it, advising his secretary to take all calls, Tim then put in the
videotape that was also contained in the envelope.

During the next two weeks, whenever Kerri worked on the bank's account,
she made it a point to only talk to Mr. Griffith's underlings to let
them pass things along.  She had managed to avoid making any type of
personal contact with Mr. Griffith, not wanting to fall prey to this
devious man again.  She felt so ashamed of herself in the way her body
had betrayed her that afternoon, evening welcoming his lovemaking before
the day was over.

After Phil's last failed attempt to make love to her, he had again been
consumed in the failings of the company and continued to drink up a
storm each night.  Every night, Kerri went to bed with hopes of making
love with Phil, needing to put out that terrible itch between her legs.
But each time, Phil was too preoccupied or too drunk as he merely
plopped his body down on the bed and was fast asleep.  Under the covers,
Kerri would caress her breasts and finger herself, pretending that it
was that memorable afternoon in the hotel again.

Another week went by and Phil had come home with more news on the
company, rumors of another cut about to take place.  Kerri listened as
Phil expressed his concern that his job was on the line this time and
then heard Phil ask if she would mind talking to Mr. Griffith again.
Phil saw the reluctance on his wife's face but he kept pressing, telling
her his job was on the line.

Squeezing her thighs together at the mention of Mr. Griffith, Kerri
advised her husband "Since Mr. Griffith was so nice to help us the last
time there was a layoff, perhaps I should invite him out to lunch!  With
me handling the bank's account, I'm sure the firm would more than
willing to pick up the tab.  In fact, they've often told me that I need
to entertain more ...you know ....keep the clients' happy and that sort
of stuff!  I do know he loves the restaurant at the Winstar Hotel.  I'm
a little hesitant as I do know he loves rather long lunches and has a
couple wines to go with lunch!"  With her husband's encouragement, Kerri
agreed to do so but advised she'd be home late as she would then have to
work late to catch up.

The next morning, when his secretary advised that Ms. Kerri Hu was on
the line, Max Griffith eagerly picked up the call.  He listened to the
sexy voice "Oh, Mr. Griffith, I'd like to invite you to lunch this
time!  My treat this time ....at that nice restaurant at the Winstar
Hotel!  I understand there's rumors at Apex.com again on more upcoming
layoffs.  Perhaps we could think of ways that would help protect my
husband's job again!  I'm sure I'll find a way to repay you for all of
your help!  Noon okay?"  Once he hung up, Max called the Winstar Hotel
to make certain the bank's penthouse suite was available for him and
advised them to have a bottle of champagne on ice.


End of Story!


