From the moment Tyrone McNeil laid eyes on the young
wife of his newest employee at the company party, his
mind had gone into overdrive to conjure up a plan to
nail Mike Melton’s beautiful wife. As Tyrone wasn’t the
kind of man that had women lining up to spread their
legs for him, he had to resort to cunning and guile to
satisfy his robust sexual appetite. Overweight,
unattractive and years past his prime, these detrimental
factors just made it a challenge he embraced and
relished.

For Tyrone, he got a great deal of pride and
satisfaction in bedding an attractive woman, especially
if the young beauty was white… and married! Nothing
got Tyrone hornier than the prospect of meeting a
daunting challenge, and nothing made the victory as
sweet as beating overwhelming odds.

Upon seeing the young beauty that first time, sizing up
the odds against him being successful, Tyrone quickly
determined that the prim and proper Susan Melton wasn’t
the type to cheat on her husband. Also, it wasn’t likely
Mike Melton was to type who would willingly serve up his
beautiful young wife on a silver platter to another man.

After much conjuring up various painstakingly detailed
scenarios, in all of which the trim sexy white legs of
the beautiful Susan Melton would end up wrapped around
his fat black ass, Tyrone made up his demented and evil
mind to bed the young wife one way or another — however
possible — by hook or by crook! To begin the ball
rolling, he would work his scam by pretending to take a
personal interest in the unsuspecting white boy husband,
hinting that he wanted to take the naive young fool
under wing and groom him for promotion.

At the same time, naturally having to spend a lot of
time with Mike Melton, Tyrone tried to ingratiate
himself with the punk’s pretty wife Susan. He hoped that
in the process, he’d manage to somehow charm his way
into her tight little panties.

Tyrone found that his initial assessment, or first
impression, of the beautiful young wife had been down to
a tee. He found her to be very polite, but obviously not
interested in him in the least, either romantically or
sexually. Gazing at the lovely beauty with dark reddish
brown hair and ivory white skin, Tyrone felt his cock
rising as he thought, ‘Damn, she looks gorgeous… so
fuck’n innocent! looking’

In fact, if anything and really to his demented
pleasure, Tyrone detected a twinge of disgust and
revulsion by the young beauty whenever he was near her.
He suspected that it was obviously in part due to
growing up in an area or upper middle class suburban
environment where she was sheltered from the exposure to
blacks, but due largely to his being unable to take his
eyes off her body whenever she happened along.

Desperate to see the lovely young wife, Tyrone made it a
point to visit Mike Melton at his home to discuss some
business on occasion, saying that he finds it more
productive at times to kick things around outside of the
office and in a relaxed atmosphere.

Susan’s disinterest, repulsed by him would be more
accurate description only made Tyrone even more
determined to get into her tight little panties. That
look of disgust or revulsion that he detected had Tyrone
thinking ‘God… that really turns me on… it’d be so
nice if she didn’t try to hide her feelings, to visibly
express how she feels about me! Maybe she’ll let those
feelings be more visible, when I’m about to fuck the
little bitch and when I’m deliberately twitching my
black dick in her once I’s nail her!’

Mike, on the other hand, seemed to genuinely enjoy the
preferential treatment he was receiving from his boss
and he wanted very much to prove his boss’ faith in him
as being worthy of corporate promotion. With his plan
coming together, Tyrone surreptitiously initiated the
next phase of the plan, that of having Mike accompany
him to an out of town convention scheduled to take place
in a few weeks. As per his plan, when they returned from
the day’s meeting and dinner, Tyrone would make sure
that Mike had consumed more alcohol than he might have
otherwise, and invite the young punk up to his room for
a nightcap.

In Tyrone’s hotel room after dinner and drinks, Tyrone
poured them each a nightcap, slipping a potent
combination of aphrodisiac and Viagra into Mike’s drink.
Unwittingly, Mike downed the drugs as Tyrone pretended
to find a videotape, claiming it must have been
inadvertently left behind by a previous hotel guest.
Laughing as he read the title out loud to Mike, he
suggested they pop it into the VCR and see if the video
is as steamy as the title ‘Employee’s Sexy Young Wife’.

As the two men watched the video, one that had been
carefully chosen for this outing, as this particular
movie involved that exact same type of scenario that
Tyrone hoped to create with this young punk and his
beautiful young wife. Best yet, that ‘star’ of the movie
was very similar in height and build of Mike’s beautiful
wife, with hubby having a voyeurism fetish and enjoyed
being a cuckold as his pretty wife reluctantly agreed to
have sex with her stupid husband’s bookie in order to
keep him from getting beat up for an outstanding debt.

Tyrone pretended not to notice, as he choked back a
laugh in seeing his drunk employee staring transfixed at
the steamy sex onscreen and his cock springing to life
in his pants, partly due to the onscreen action and
partly due to the Viagra. Obviously Mike Melton was
shocked and intrigued to watch the impressively-endowed
black bookie nail the white beauty onscreen.

With Mike shifting nervously, blushing as he tried to
hide his raging hard-on, Tyrone reassured him that he
was only human and not to be self-conscious about nature
simply taking its course and the fact that his cock was
simply responding as any healthy, red-blooded man’s
would in viewing such a video.

Tyrone wondered if Mike would make it back to his room
before succumbing to the overwhelming urge to shuck his
cock, tending to his maddening sexual arousal and
attempting unsuccessfully to deflate his throbbing hard-
on. Indeed, Mike got very little sleep that night,
driven to distraction by thoughts of the steamy video
and his inability to quell his horniness. His cunning
boss knew the seed had been planted in his naive young
subordinate’s head, now it was just a matter of setting
up a scenario that would give Tyrone an opening, with
the young punk given the opportunity of watching as his
beautiful wife is bedded by a big black, Tyrone, of
course.

On the pretense of wanting to get to know his up and
coming managers on a more personal level, Tyrone set up
to meet the couple at their house to pick them up and
take them to an elegant dinner, as Mike was the most
qualified candidate for the open managerial position. It
would be a big promotion for the young punk, but Tyrone
wanted to be certain that a manager’s wife understood
the time away from home that would be involved plus long
hours at the office.

Over dinner and drinks, while Mike and Susan were out on
the dance floor, Tyrone added aphrodisiac to Susan’s
drink and a combination of aphrodisiac and Viagra to
Mike’s. A short time later, Tyrone could see the young
beauty begin to squirm a bit in her chair, signaling to
him that the aphrodisiac was in fact entering her
bloodstream. And seeing how seductively she slow-danced
with Mike their next trip out on the dance floor, Tyrone
knew she was just itching for a fuck.

With that, he claimed he was feeling like a third wheel,
watching Mike and Susan dancing all night, and politely
asked Susan for a dance. She blushed and tried to
politely decline but Tyrone took her hand and led her
out onto the dance floor before she had a chance to say
no. Oh, she was hot for a fuck all right, but certainly
not by him as Tyrone felt her shudder in revulsion as he
held her soft manicured hand in his while his other arm
slid around her trim waist.

Knowing that the potent combination of aphrodisiac and
Viagra was coursing through Mike’s bloodstream, Tyrone
hoped Mike would be thinking of the steamy video and
that his sexually arousal was merely caused by the sight
of his black boss out on the dance floor, slow-dancing
with his beautiful young wife. Tyrone knew Mikey boy
would find the stark contrast of the differences very
erotic, big black body up against his wife’s petite
ivory one, ugly black boss paired up with his young
pretty wife!

As the evening drew late, they returned to the Melton’s
home, and Mike politely invited his boss in for a
nightcap. Tyrone slipped another drug into Susan’s
drink, this time a drug that would put her in a daze but
not out cold, as that would certainly spoil the fun, not
seeing the look of fear, disgust and revulsion on her
pretty face when he forced his ebony shaft up into her
reluctant body!

A short time later, the woozy young wife began to nod
off on the sofa. Eyeing up the lovely beauty’s sexy legs
as she was sprawled up against the edge of the sofa,
Tyrone licked at his thick lips in anticipation. And
when Mike gently shook her awake, the drugged and
disoriented beauty apologized for having had a bit too
much to drink, excusing herself as she was going to
retire to bed with the assistance from her husband.

When Mike returned, Tyrone asked about Susan and Mike
assured him she’d just had a bit too much to drink,
apologizing for her having pooped out. Mike also added
that his pretty wife was unaccustomed to drinking so
much, and as such she’d simply need to sleep it off and
be as good as new in the morning. As they sat and drank
once again, Tyrone pretended to ponder for a bit, then
brought up the steamy video they’d watched together
while out of town attending the convention, confiding he
just couldn’t stop thinking about it.

With Mike seemingly nodding in agreement, Tyrone then
asked the young husband if he’d ever fantasized about
such a thing involving his wife. When Mike blushed and
said that his beautiful wife wasn’t the type to ever go
in for such a thing, that’s when Tyrone suggested that
perhaps Susan didn’t have to know. He went on to remind
Mike that Susan was pretty out of it, that she likely
wouldn’t notice as to who it was slipping into bed with
her, and that she’d just assume it was her husband.

Mike was shocked by Tyrone’s bold proposal, and even
more shocked to discover that his boss’ suggestion was
actually turning him on. With his boss’s penchant for
gambling and spending big bucks on whatever pleased him,
in that sense Mike was not totally surprised in how the
proposition was presented to him a $2,500 bonus,
immediate promotion to the job he was being groomed for,
plus the plush corner office that everyone was envious!
“B-but what if she realizes it’s not me and refuses…
to go along?” Mike inquired.

Tyrone assured Mike that if it failed, it’s wasn’t
Mike’s fault and he’d win all the perks that were
proposed. He advised the young pup that they’d just take
things slow and easy, see how things went, and if all
was right then he’d slip into the bed with her. If she
woke up and realized it wasn’t Mike in bed with her,
Tyrone would then simply apologize and claim he was too
drunk to drive home and was invited to spend the night,
but being unfamiliar with the layout of the house, he
had stumbled into the wrong room by mistake. “And if she
doesn’t realize it’s me in bed with her, we’re home
free!” Tyrone advised.

With Mike in deep thought for a moment, pondering
things, Tyrone could see that the stupid punk was
actually considering the outrageous proposition. ‘Fuck’n
dumb shit, he’s actually thinking about it! What a dumb
fuck!’ Tyrone thought, losing all respect for the dumb
bastard who’d even consider such a preposterous
proposal. And then the dumb ass stammered out “Y-you’ve
got to wear a condom though!”

Without giving the punk a chance to think it through and
change his mind, Tyrone smiled and made his way to the
bedroom with the punk right behind him. At the end of
the hallway, outside the closed door to the master
bedroom, Tyrone began to unbutton the top of his shirt
as he turned and whispered, “If’n ya change yer mind on
the condom… I’ll up the bonus to 5 grand!”

Hallway light turned off, Tyrone had stripped out of his
clothing as they quietly slipped into the darkened
bedroom where the unsuspecting young wife now had fallen
asleep. Cock jutting straight out in anticipation,
Tyrone had to let his eyes adjust a bit more before
moving slowly to where the bed was located and then
gently slipped into the Melton’s marital bed. In bed
with his subordinate’s sexy young wife, an added thrill
coursed through as he noticed the box on the edge of the
nightstand that Mike had advised him of the box of
condoms from which he was expected to obtain a
protective rubber!

Mike watched from the corner of the master bedroom,
right next to the closed door, overwhelmed by a
combination of panic, guilt and lust as he watched his
raunchy black boss now in bed with his beautiful wife.
His eyes adjusted now, room very dimly lit with a bit of
moonlight coming in through the windows and filtered by
the drapes. With Tyrone’s massive black body now under
the covers, Mike could make out the black arm draped
over the thick comforter where Susan normally slept on
her side.

Black arm moving up and down over the thick covers, Mike
could see the outline of his devious boss’s hand now
resting on what should be Susan’s up raised left hip and
ass. Then that black arm and hand went back up to slip
under the covers, with Mike now making out the slight
movement of the covers to indicate that Tyrone had his
hand again where it had been, only now the only items
separating hand from bare flesh was Susan’s sheer
nightie and silky panties.

In her drugged state and still under the arousing
effects of the aphrodisiac, Susan merely assumed that it
was Mike in bed with her and just lay there enjoying his
caresses. In fact, in need of being held and made love
to, she gave in wantonly to his advances as she cooed
and moaned “Hmmm, honey, oh yesss… touch me… touch
me like that!” Seconds later, she panted out “Oh,
honey… yes… yes… under my panties OH YESS1 touch
me …touch MEE!”

Mike was so horny from the drugs that were slipped into
his drinks that he was soon fondling himself through his
pants, mesmerized by the sight of his black boss and his
wife in bed together. Just as he’d seen in the steamy
video, except this time it was taking place in his own
marital bed and his lusting black boss was about to make
love to his unsuspecting wife. ‘Susan will know…
she’ll realize it’s not me in bed with her… jezz,
she’s gonna be pissed an throw a fucking fit!’ he
thought, hearing her moans and writhing about in her
dream-like haze.

Having unzipped his pants, Mike sucked in his breathe as
he stood in the corner, his cock rising to the occasion
at the erotic images taking place on the bed that he
shared with Susan. With his wife cooing and hearing her
moans of pleasure, seeing her hands slide up from under
the covers to grasp the metal rail of the headboard,
Mike swore that he could hear the wet slushing sounds of
his boss’s thick finger sliding in and out of Susan’s
juicing twat.

Faster and faster came the slushing sounds from under
the cover, accompanied with his wife’s timely panting.
Then Mike’s cock throbbed with added excitement as the
covers were thrown off and he could even more clearly
make out the contrast of black and white in the
darkness. Some movement shielded by the black bulky
form, then it became evident to Mike that his boss had
stripped Susan’s lacy panties off her long trim legs.
Another movement by the dark black shadowy figure, then
Mike was hit on the shoulder by something soft… as his
wife’s panties had just been tossed to him!

The outline of Susan’s trim ivory legs could be seen
with knees raised while the dark ebony body of his boss
was kneeling at the foot of the bed and then moving up
slowly between them. With the outline of a black hand
visible on Susan’s ass from his vantage point, Mike
could make out where his boss’s head was at that moment
…right above his wife’s soft golden curls. “Oh Honey,
oh god, I love it! Yes! Yes!” Mike heard his beautiful
wife cry as his boss began to eat her pussy.

Susan screamed out as she clasped tightly upon the
bottom rail above her head. Feet planted down upon the
mattress with knees bent, she pushed down on the soles
of her feet with all of her might, crying out in ecstasy
as she was eaten out for the very first time.

Arms and legs now prone and limp upon the bed, not
believing how fantastic anything could feel, Susan now
wanted her handsome husband to make real love to her.
Feeling him now shuffling up between her widespread
legs, she shivered with pleasure upon feeling his thick
cockhead being put into position, then began to
lubricate itself by being guided up and down her juicing
slit. “Oh, honey, yes… ooh, yes… put it in… make
love to me, honey!” she cooed.

‘Oh, God… he’s about to put it in her… without a
condom!’ Mike realized as he stood there in the corner.
Slowly and quietly, he slid across the carpeted room
without a sound, then reached over to give his boss a
slight shove on his shoulder to get his attention. Mike
then leaned towards the nightstand and reached out for
the box of condoms. Withdrawing one, he handed it to his
boss who then backed off out from his wife’s widespread
legs to sit on the corner of the bed.

“Honey… honey… what are you doing? Please…
please… please… Mike, come back… make love to
me… pleaseeeeeeeee!” Mike heard his wife’s desperate
plea. His boss still sitting across the corner of the
bed, obviously fumbling with getting the condom on, Mike
then spoke up “Just a minute, honey… I need to get the
condom on!”

With his boss now moving back up into position, Mike
slowly retreated back into the corner where he had come
from. As his boss was once again lubricating his bloated
cockhead between Susan’s juicy slit, Mike shivered as
his wife cooed, “Oh honey… you feel so big tonight.
It’s SO big!!”

Mike’s eyes bulged out wide in seeing his wife’s trim
arms reach up and grab the top rail of the headboard
this time. Trim sexy legs raised, toes curled as her
heels pushing on Tyrone’s black asscheeks, Mike then
heard the metal frame of the king-sized bed begin to
rattle. Never had the bed even squeaked when he and
Susan made love, but now the rattling made it sound as
if all the nuts and bolts holding it together were about
to fall off. ‘Thump … thump … thump … thump …
thump!’ the bed began bumping up against the wall with
each of his boss’s heaving thrust into Susan’s petite
body.

“Oh, yes… love me, honey… love me… love MEEE!”
Mike heard his wife cry out, just like when they made
love together. Bed rattling, thumping against the wall,
then came Susan’s wail “Oh, God yes, yes… fuck me…
fuck me…fuck MEEE!!” Mike’s jaw just dropped upon
hearing his wife, realizing that this was the very first
time he ever heard her use the ‘F’ word. In bed
together, it had always been ‘love me …love me!’

Obviously, Tyrone was giving his beautiful wife a fuck
like she’d never before experienced in her young life.
And the manner in which his boss was throwing the fuck
into her, now humping her petite body at jackhammer
speed, he was obviously enjoying this fuck tremendously.
He heard Susan cry out as her body tensed and convulsed

Then, Mike observed Tyrone’s big black body shudder and
convulse as he groaned out his lust. ‘Oh, jeez… thank
God I remembered the condom… or Susan might’ve ended
up being impregnated by him! God, I thought she’d
realize that it wasn’t me in bed with her… that he’d
never end up having sex with her… that I’d get the
bonus, the promotion, the corner office… without it
ever coming to this!’ he shuddered.

Then moments later, as he always did when with the big
boss, Mike courteously opened the bedroom door for him.
Bedroom door closed, with his boss putting on his
clothes in the darkened hallway, Mike slipped past him
and softly advised “I’ll go make us a drink!” And then
Mike was soon serving the man a drink at the bar,
serving the man who had just fucked the brains out of
his beautiful wife. He had just sacrificed his beautiful
and innocent young wife, the woman he adored and loved
so much, just for financial gain and of course the
voyeuristic fulfillment of watching it all!

With his boss having departed, Mike gathered up the
dirty glasses to take them to the sink in order to rinse
them and put the glasses into the dishwasher. Everything
cleaned up, Mike then made his way down the hallway and
opened the bedroom door once again. Entering and keeping
the door open as normally would be done, he then began
to get out his clothing. Then he noticed a glimmer in
the dark from an item lying near the foot of the bed.

Mike then realized that it was the empty foil packet of
the condom he had given to his boss. He then went over
to pick it up and put it into the nearby trashcan. But
upon his picking up the item, Mike’s heart nearly came
to a stop in feeling the outline of the ribbed condom
that still remained contained within the packet. In
fact, the packet had not even been opened Mike realized
as he felt the sealed edges. ‘The bastard fucked her
without using a condom! Shit the bastard came in her!’
he shuddered.

Lamp turned on in the spare bedroom across the way, the
light from there would then allow him to view the damage
done. With a wet wash cloth, Mike returned to the scene
of the crime to clean up any incriminating evidence on
the bed as well as his wife’s inner thighs. But there
was nothing that he could do to clean up of the most
important place …deep up in his wife’s fertile womb!
Only time would tell if his utter stupidity might come
to light.

But Mike was fuming mad as anyone would expect him to be
in being deceived in such a manner. ‘Bastard!’ he
cussed. Fuming, Mike thought that Tyrone had forgotten
to pick up the unused condom on the way out of the
bedroom and get away with not having used it! Little did
he realize that Tyrone had purposely left it there for
him to find and to realize what consequences might soon
be forthcoming. ‘He’s not going to get away with this!
No way! I’m going right into his office on Monday
morning and demand the $5,000 bonus that he proposed he
ain’t cheating me out of it!’ he fumed.

Ten weeks later, Susan opened the front door to allow
her husband’s boss to enter, telling him “Thank you so
much for coming over, Mr. McNeil! You’ve been so
helpful, I just don’t know how I’d have coped with Mike
since that terrible accident two weeks ago!” As they sat
at the bar over a drink, Susan proceeded to tell him, “I
just don’t understand how a thing could go from sheer
joy when Mike got the large bonus and promotion to
extreme depression just six weeks later! I would have
thought my announcing to Mike that he was going to be a
‘daddy’ would excite him more… but instead, he started
to drink… a lot!”

Susan went on to blurt out how the doctors at the
hospital believe it’ll be a rather slow recovery,
especially due to the head and chest injuries Mike had
sustained when he went off the road and slammed into the
rock wall. A bad brain contusion had his memory affected
but she relayed that the doctors indicate that over time
it’ll get much better.

Mike’s breathing was rather shallow due to the severe
chest contusion and he was speaking due to his vocal
cords being injured also. “The doctors want me admit him
to a long term rehab center where they specialize in the
type of injuries Mike sustained, then bring him home on
weekends to help stimulate his memory by familiar
surroundings!”

Asked for his advice, Tyrone reassured the lovely young
wife that she should definitely go along with what the
doctors had recommended. “I’m going to be here for you
and Mike, Susan! The company’s medical plan should pick
up all the expenses not covered by the automobile’s
medical coverage, and if there’s any additional the
company will be taking care of it! So don’t you fret
any! In fact, when you bring Mike home that first
weekend, I’ll come on over to help stimulate his mind! I
have an idea that just might work, give Mike some
stimulation both mentally and physically!” he advised.

When the young beauty asked as to what he had in mind to
help Mike, Tyrone just smiled and advised that he’s got
to think it out some but patted her hand to reassure
her, “I’ve got to think it out completely but I’m
certain it’ll work, just wait and see, my dear! Trust
me!” He wanted to caress her soft delicate hand even
more but forced himself to stop, telling himself, ‘In
due time, my man… in due time!’ He told himself that
he had to continue playing the part, not let on the fact
that he wanted so badly to fuck the sexy little bitch
once again.

Deep down, Tyrone was ecstatic at hearing the good news
that he was going to be a ‘daddy’! ‘If the bitch only
knew no wonder Mikey boy went into a funk and started
drinking too much and getting into that horrendous
wreck, he found out that I got her knocked up that
night!’ he chuckled to himself. ‘Well now, not talking,
memory loss that’s slowly coming back, needs something
to help stimulate his memory …well, I’s sure know one
thing that’ll stimulate Mikey’s mind and another part of
his body, heh, heh!’ he smiled.

With Mike just sitting there in the wheelchair like a
piece of vegetable, Susan was so glad that her husband
boss had been there when she got Mike home from the
long-term care center. She chided herself for initially
having thought of Mr. McNeil as an ugly old letch,
thinking ‘I wrong could I have been! He’s been so kind
even treats me like his daughter! And he’s here to help
stimulate Mike’s memory! I wonder what he has in mind if
I recall, he said it’d help stimulate both Mike’s memory
and also physically! Mr. McNeil did say that he’d need
my help I wonder what my part will be to help stimulate
Mike!’

Tyrone sized up the lovely young wife who had dressed so
nicely to welcome her husband home when the handi-van
dropped him off for his first stay following the
accident. Taking in the beauty in her nice beige dress,
black heels that accentuated her trim sexy legs, and
Tyrone was eager to get started in having his young
subordinate get better by having both his body and mind
stimulated. With the lovely wife puzzled as to his plans
to stimulate her husband, Mr. McNeil merely told her to
follow him as he wheeled Mike down to the master
bedroom.

Susan was totally puzzled as why her husband’s boss
wheeled Mike down the hallway, by-passing the spare room
that prepared for Mike, especially since she had shown
the setup to Mr. McNeil before the handi-van had driven
up. Entering the master bedroom, she took Mr. McNeil’s
cue as to enter and move off to the side. After Mr.
McNeil moved to close the bedroom door, Mike’s
wheelchair was backed up till he was in the corner of
the room next to the door. Puzzled, Susan said nothing
but merely watched as her husband’s boss put the brakes
on with Mike facing the center of the room.

A smiling Mr. McNeil rubbing his hands together and
looking her asking “Are you ready, Susan? Ready to help
me revive Mike’s memory? And I’s think that once we get
started, it’ll help his memory recover plus be
physically stimulating for him!” When the lovely young
wife looked at him, totally puzzled by his comments,
Tyrone added “It’s just a bit of a recreating the scene
type of scenario I’ve thought up! In my opinion,
recreating an actual event is the most ideal stimulant,
don’t you think, Susan?”

All of what had just been said certainly made sense to
Susan and she replied “Yes! Well, what you say certainly
makes sense! But what can Mike gain from sitting there
in the corner and looking at the bed he slept on since
we got married?” Susan was puzzled and couldn’t
comprehend Mr. McNeil’s reply of “Well, it’s a
recreation of an event that had Mike there in the
corner! The event that led to his bonus, promotion …as
well as to what eventually led up to his drinking
heavily and getting into that terrible accident!” “How?
What can be recreated that would be a memorable event
here?” she asked.

Tyrone was waiting for this moment …where he could
give all the little details of the event he planned to
recreate “Remember that night we had dinner out about
ten weeks ago, when I came in for a nightcap …the
night you passed out on the sofa and Mike had to get you
up and help you to the bedroom?” Seeing the young wife’s
eyes widen and lips part slightly, Tyrone smiled “I’s
sees ya remember that night, Susan!”

Indeed she remember that night, the night where she and
her loving husband made the most passionate love ever,
when it later became apparent that the condom used in
their frenzied lovemaking had been faulty and caused her
to get impregnated. ‘What’s he referring to? What’s he
trying to get at?’ she wondered, finally blurting out
“W-what do you mean? What about that night?”

With great delight, Tyrone smiled widely as he announced
“Well Susan, when you went to bed and Mike rejoined me
back in the den. I made him a proposition, he gets his
promotion immediately, a big bonus, and the big corner
office that everyone was fighting for, if he let me
slide into bed with you!”

With her eyes widening in horror and jaw dropping wide,
he then added “Yes Susan, Mike was standing right there
in the corner where he is now, watching it all, the baby
yer carrying is ‘my’ baby!”

Blinking in horror, trying to comprehend it all, Susan
shuddered in realizing that it really had been her
husband’s boss in bed with her that night. That Mike had
allowed it all to happen while he took his damned
promotion and bonus, and apparently getting his jollies
off while his boss had sex with her in their bed,
letting him ‘rape’ her as she certainly would not have
allowed such a thing to take place! ‘It can’t be true!
It can’t be true!’ she repeated, but deep down, her
churning belly told her that her husband’s boss’s little
black baby was growing there at that instant.

Her path to the door block by her husband’s deceitful
boss, Susan desperately tire to run pass the overweight
man, but she was easily blocked by the big man. Both
hands gripped at the wrists as she tried to pummel at
him, Susan was no match for the strength of her
husband’s much stronger boss as he forced her backwards,
the was pushing her down onto the bed. “Stop… stop!”
she cried out but Susan soon found how well-prepared her
husband’s deviant boss was in planning this special day
of Mike’s homecoming as long plastic ties were looped
around her wrists and then being secured to the bottom
rail of the headboard.

“My, God… stop this! You… you’re insane!” Susan
cried out, struggling against the plastic ties as her
husband’s demented boss now straddle her waist and
obscenely had his big black hands cupping her breasts
through her dress and bra. “Oh, God… stop… please
stop!” Susan sobbed as her assailant sought and found
her nipples, then began to thumbed them through her
clothing. Nipples clearly denting the fabric of her
dress, she blushed with embarrassment when Tyrone
snickered and called out, “Hey, Mikey boy, got yer purty
wife all excited now, look at her nipples!”

Front of her dress suddenly torn away by her lusting
assailant, Susan struggled as her lacy bra was being
pushed up as Tyrone panted “Wanna see those purty
titties of yers! Wanna play with’em… ah, yeah…
perfect titties… mmmm…”

“Oh, God… oh, God… stop… stop!” she sobbed as the
greedy bastard clamped his mouth upon one breast to
suckle at her pink nipple, tonguing it to stiffness,
then doing the same to its twin.

Then suddenly, Tyrone had pulled up the hem of her dress
and was trying to work her panties off her hips and down
off her legs, all while keeping his weight upon her.
Pressing herself down into the mattress, trying to
prevent it from happening, but soon the silky wisp of
fabric was being worked off her heels. Looking up at the
bastard as he smirked while holding up her white lacy
panties to his face, Susan then saw him ball it up and
the toss them across the room, hitting the wall and then
fluttering down perfectly onto Mike’s left hand.

“Bring back memories, Mikey boy? Remember me tossing yer
wife’s panties over to you that night?” Tyrone yelled
out. Then Tyrone turned to once again feast on Susan’s
succulent titties, tonguing and nipping at her stiff
pinkies. Lifting his head and snickering at the
wheelchair bound punk, he then look back down at the
sobbing beauty as she shook with fear, telling her,
“Thought ya said ‘ol Mikey boy ain’t been moving at all,
can’t comprehend, jist sitting still like a fuck’n
vegetable?”

With Tyrone turning his head back to the corner where
Mike sat in the wheelchair, Susan blinked back the tears
and gasped at the sight. She couldn’t believe her eyes
at what she was witnessing. The panties that had
fluttered down to rest upon his left hand had been
grasped and lifted by Mike, right up to his face and
smelling them. The Tyrone was looking at her once again,
taunting her with “See, it’s working …I’s told ya I’s
figured a way on how to git Mikey’s memory back and help
him physically!”

“Now, sweetie, don’t ya think that maybe a replay of
that night outta will really help Mikey out, huh?”
Tyrone smiled as he began to edge back down her sexy
body. Over her thighs, then her knees, Tyrone then
reached down to remove her heel and tossed them aside,
fearing that she’d try to spike him with them. Working
her dress over trim hips, he smiled at the sight of her
sugar bush as he got his hand under her knees, then
pushed her legs up and wide.

‘Oh, God… oh, God… it was him… it was him!’ Susan
shuddered with horror in realizing now that the most
exquisite moment in her life had not an experience
created by her loving husband. She shuddered as Tyrone’s
hot mouth clamped down upon her sex. Tossing and
turning, withering about the bed, Susan was unable to
get away as the bastard’s thick tongue penetrated her
slit and flicking about in search of her ultra sensitive
clit.

Gasping and panting for breathe, struggling against her
bindings, Susan glanced to the corner of the bedroom and
sucked in her breath. Her husband, with left hand still
holding her panties up to his nose, now had reached into
his pajama opening to shuck at his growing pud. ‘Oh,
God… he’s enjoying it… enjoying watching this
bastard rape me… again… he let him rape me then…
and he’s enjoying it again!’ she realized.

Closing her eyes in shame, her legs quivered from the
sensation of tongue flicking against her clit, Susan
arched up in response as the black bastard slurped away
at her juicing honey. Susan screamed and cried out as
she orgasmed in the bastard’s mouth.

Moments later, limp from the mind shattering orgasm from
been eaten out once again, Susan was brought back to
reality as the overweight black bastard was now trying
to force himself into her. Thick oversized cockhead
poking at her, Susan cried out and sobbed in fear,
“Stop… no… stop… don’t… don’t… please don’t
rape meeeeeee!” With cockhead planted in place and large
hands grasping her hips tightly, Susan wiggled her hips
in trying to keep him from penetrating her, pleading
“No… no… please… please don’t rape me!”

“Ah sweetie, now don’t be like that, I’s jist helping
Mikey boy with his memory and giving him some physically
stimulation! Jist look at him over there, smelling yer
sweet panties and wanking at his peter! Can’t say that
my plan ain’t working, can ya, sweetie? Mikey boy jist
loved it when I’s stuck it in yer tight little snatch
and he’s jist gonna love watching now, with it being all
lighted up for him to see! Besides, what’s wrong with
take my cock up that tight little snatch of yers ya’s
already knocked with my little bastard!” Tyrone laughed.

Now this was what Tyrone wanted to see, the look of
disgust and repulsion on the young wife’s beautiful face
as he was about to rape her. “C’mon, sweetie, this is
for yer hubby, help him along in his recovery!” Tyrone
advised as he grasped her trim hips tightly and lunged
forward with all of its weight behind it. “Oh, God…
stop… stop… it hurts!” came the cries that were just
music to Tyrone’s ears.

As the lunging in and out Susan’s petite body continued,
with Tyrone’s overweight black body upon her, building
up speed steadily and getting up to jackhammer speed.
The headboard rails began to rattle once again, as well
as the headboard thumping against the wall, recreating
that eventful night for Mike as he shucked faster and
faster at his peter. Indeed, this was the ideal therapy
for Mike’s rehabilitation, both in bring back his memory
as well as his physical movements.

Mike watched the erotic scene taking place on his
marital bed, this time it was much better in the
daylight versus that dark night, hearing his lovely wife
sobbing as well as the slushing sounds coming from
between the two bodies. He heard his wife as she gritted
her teeth to keep from displaying her climax. But the
way her body shudder and toes curled with heels of her
feet drumming on Tyrone’s ass, it was obvious that she
was orgasming around his boss’s thick black cock.

And with Tyrone grunting and body convulsing, it was
quite obvious to Mike that his wife was now getting more
of the baby juice that had been responsible for knocking
her up that night. From his viewpoint, he could see the
big black ball sac, saw it contract and then expand.
Contract and then expand once again, sending stream
after hot stream of gooey semen up into Susan’s raped
slit. ‘At least it can’t do any more damage! The damage
is already done!’ Mike thought rationally.

An hour later, with the plastic binding cut when Tyrone
departed, Susan moaned with pain as she reached over to
grab a piece of her torn dress. Using the fabric to wipe
the up the gooey evidence of the vile rape, she then
manage to slide out of bed, then saw her husband sitting
there like a vegetable once again. Taking her panties
out of his limp hand, she put it on, then stared down in
awe. Getting down to her knees, she used her torn dress
to wipe her husband’s pajama pants, cleaning up the wet
cum stains.

That next Wednesday, meeting with Mike’s doctors at the
long-term care facility, they wanted to know just what
had happened over the weekend when Mike had gone home.
Nervous, Susan didn’t know just what to say, only
stammering “Why …why do you ask?” Then she was told
“The change in your husband is like a miracle compared
to when he left to go home to you! He’s now responding
much more, able to move his hands and fingers with more
agility and he’s nodding or shaking his head in answer
to questions posed to him!”

In the evening, Susan picked up the telephone and
punched in the numbers, then waited for it to answer.
She wondered if she should just hang up, but then with
Mike’s recovery in the balance, Susan remembered the
vows she had given on their wedding day ‘for better or
worse’! No matter what Mike had done, even allowing his
repulsive black boss to have sex with her, she just
couldn’t let him remain an invalid if there was a way to
help him. She just had to help him in any way possible.

“Hello Mr. McNeil… this is Susan Melton! I-I’m sorry
to bother you… but I wanted to ask a favor… if you
could come over this Saturday, when the handi-van drops
Mike off at home! The doctors told me today that
whatever stimulation Mike received last weekend was like
a ‘miracle’ cure… and that I should see that it
continues!” Susan advised.

“You will… yes, he’ll be coming home about 10:30 in
the morning! Yes, yes, all right. Yes, yes, I’ll do it
if that’s what it takes! Thank you! Goodbye!” She
responded on the phone in answer to questions posed to
her by Tyrone. Susan now shuddered as to what she had
agreed to for Tyrone McNeil to come over and help give
Mike that much needed stimulation like the past week.

Only now, Mr. McNeil had made her agree to him providing
her husband with something new recalling his exact
words, “Dress up real nice like last week! And once I’s
wheel Mike into the bedroom, yer gonna git down on yer
purty knees and unzip me. right in front of yer husband,
then yer gonna suck me real good! And after I’s cum in
yer purty mouth. I’s want ya to open yer mouth to show
Mikey boy all my cum before ya’s swallow it all down!”