Don, Joy’s estranged husband was being a prick by withholding the money he was
supposed to pay her. It was typical of a nice guy in a divorce situation becoming an
asshole. Actually Don and I got along great until the divorce started. I suppose that was
the reason I was dispatched to collect the money for Joy.
Don had moved into an apartment complex that was primarily used by college students
that could afford to live off-campus. I knew he could afford better because he owned a
large Ford dealership in Cap City so I was curious as to why that place.
Don seemed surprised to see me but he invited me in. I explained that I was just a
messenger so he shouldn’t kill me. I told him that Joy hadn’t contacted her attorney yet
but if he didn’t pay her what he agreed to she would.
“Yeah, I know I should,” Don said. “I hate everything about this mess. I didn’t
want a divorce; I just wanted Joy to warm up some.” I made a mistake and asked him what he
meant by warm-up. I had not intended on getting involved in their domestic troubles.
“Joy went cool in the bedroom,” Don explained. “I mean she used to be a firecracker
in bed but lately she went from hot to fucking cold. She went ballistic when I casually
mentioned we should open the marriage up and maybe bring in a third member. She demanded
I pack my shit and get the hell out.”
“You mean she wasn’t receptive to a threesome?” I said. “Male or female?”
“I was willing to go either way,” Don said. “But I really wanted to see Joy get
hosed by a man with a big cock. Is that weird?” I thought it was strange that I wanted the
same thing and it was some comfort to me that there was at least one other man who felt
the same as I did. Maybe I wasn’t as peculiar as I thought. I told Don I didn’t think it
strange at all. “I’d give a thousand dollars to see Joy getting fucked by a black cock,”
Don added. “Tell Joy I’ll send her a check in the mail…no, fuck it, I’ll give it to you
and you can take it to her. I understand she’s moved in with you.”
I took the check and after a few minutes, I left Don and started back to
Summerville. Until he mentioned it, I hadn’t thought about Toni and a black man. That
was something new for me to consider. I was so engrossed in that new and exciting idea, I
nearly missed my exit.
That night while Toni and I were in bed I told her what Don had said. I didn’t
mention the black cock part of Don’s story.
“He wanted to swing?” Toni said. “No shit?”
“Where did you learn that word?” I asked. “I didn’t know you knew what swinging
was.”
“I read,” she said laughing. “I hear things. Joy told me that they were having
trouble in the bedroom but she didn’t say what it was. So Don said Joy was cold in bed? I
wonder what he meant by that.”
“Yeah, that’s what he said. I imagine there are two sides to the story.”
“So ol’ Don wanted a threesome,” Toni said. “Devil’s threesome or angelic
threesome?”
“What the hell have you been reading?” I asked. “I guess he would have liked
either one. I assume a devil’s threesome is two men and a woman?”
“Right and two women and a man are an angelic threesome. I guess any more
participants constitute an orgy. I read about it online. Some time ago I created a web
site for an adult company and since I did such a good job, I have free access to
everything they offer. Stories, movies, and the like.”
“And why haven’t you shared that information with me?”
“I don’t know,’ Toni said. “I didn’t intentionally withhold that from you. I didn’t
think you would be interested.”
“Maybe I would,” I said. “Anyway I think there is still hope for Joy and Don. I
don’t think he’s ready to give up yet.”
“I think you are right,” Toni said. “The papers could have been signed weeks ago
and neither of them has signed. I hope they can work it out. Jim, have you even thought
about threesomes?”
“Huh?” I exclaimed. The question astonished me and I had not seen that question
coming. “Me?”
“Yes you, dummy,” she said poking me in the ribs. “Tell me the truth.”
“No, not exactly,” I hedged. “Not threesomes per se.”
“Oh I get it,” she said. “You’ve fantasized about some other woman or women,
haven’t you?”
“No, not exactly,” I said, not sure I was comfortable with the direction this was
going. On the plus side I could bring it out of the dark recesses of my mind and out into
the open.
“Then, pray tell, what exactly have you thought about?”
“I have thought about watching you get fucked,” I said. That statement got her
total attention. She sat up in the bed.
“Are you kidding me?” she said. “You want to watch me and some other man? Who?”
“I don’t know who,” I said watching her closely. She didn’t seem too upset about
the revelation and that was a relief. “He never has a face that I can get a handle on.
Just some well hung black stud.” Okay I had not meant to say black. That was still a new
idea for me but it just slipped out.
“Black huh?” Toni said scooting back down under the sheet. “How big is he?”
“Bigger than me,” I said. “He looks like he might have a seven or eight inch
dick.”
“Wow, that big?” she held her hand about a foot apart until I closed them the
necessary distance. It’s no wonder women can’t drive. They have no concept of distance.
“Sounds good,” she said, “but right now I think I would love some of this dick.” She had a
hand on my hard cock so I got my hand on her pussy. I was surprised that it was sloppy wet
and I wondered what part of the talk had turned her on so much.
Nothing more was said about it for a few days. I had decided it was a subject Toni
didn’t want to pursue. I was surprised when Toni brought the subject up again.
“How long have you had your evil thoughts?” she said. It was late afternoon and we
were having drinks by the pool.
“On and off for a few years,” I answered her. I didn’t pretend to not know what she
was talking about. “The black dick is relatively new.”
“I see,” she said. We were sitting side by side in adjustable lounge chairs. “When,
exactly, did the black dick enter your daydreams?” I told her what Don said about wanting
Joy to get fucked by a big black cock.”
“I wonder if it’s true what they say about black men having exceptionally large
things?” she mused. “Or if it is true that once you go black you won’t go back?” I didn’t
ask but I assumed she got that from her secret adult site. “I should research the
concepts, don’t you think?”
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