In the Land of the Gray Ch. 01

So this a complete fantasy, everyone is over the age of 18.

On a late Friday in the heat of a July afternoon I caught a glimpse of a middle aged woman in the pool below and across from my house. I live in a 2 story house that abuts the next neighborhood development. The neighborhood and the pool can be found in the Carolinas, a stones throw from one of many sun drenched beaches.

She looked to be in her late 40's toned legs with what looked like a nice rack in a modest one piece light purple bathing suit. The woman was having a bit of an issue stepping out as a black man, in his early 30's stepped out of the french doors from the kitchen.

He immediately went to give her a hand out of the pool. She seemed grateful for it as soon as she was out she hugged him and deeply kissed him. At that point they turned and went into the house.

The rest of the story is my vivid imagination filling in large gaps in knowledge.

Once inside they continued to kiss deeply away from prying eyes. You see dear reader she was married and white. He was black as coal and not her husband.

They first met in Iowa, a small town. He was the head football coach of a small college outside of Ames. She was the wife of the largest booster to the college and the football program.

Her husband was a lawyer, well liked and respected. Their kids, late teens were ready to get out of their high school and that quiet small town.

Brooklyn, the wife, was responsible to be the hostess for many fund raising parties held for the team. Samuel, Sam was the head coach tasked with sitting through these fund raisers with a smile and the unwavering belief that This year was to be the teams best...

After Sam closed the door to the pool deck

he pushed Brooklyn against the kitchen sink. His thick fingers resting heavy on her hips. They broke their kiss just long enough for a small shared laugh and "I love you," Beooklyn could feel the heat in her lower belly, her thighs unconsciously rubbing together.

Sam leaned in his thick tongue pushing open Brooklyn's lips his tongue finding hers as they danced against each other. Brooklyn reached her hand down between their legs immediately finding Sam's pride and power.

God it felt so big, and so warm in her small white hand. Ten inches of the hardest, blackest cock she had ever seen. Well, as she had never had a black lover before it was an easy win.

Brooklyn, thinks of her husband as her small hand pulls on Sam's hardening cock. He is a Good man. Her husband. A safe and stable home. Loving father to their children. And no, he was a not a wimp in the bedroom. He was average length and width. Nothing special, but the sex between them was soft, loving and special. He asked Brooklyn what felt good, what didn't. Her opinion mattered.

Sam didn't ask, he just took what he wanted and what he knew was his. Right now the woman pressed against the kitchen sink was his. Right now all his.

Crazy thing, Brooklyn needed that. Needed to be told, not asked. Needed to be wanted and desired. She wanted to be claimed and Sam did that.

The fact that Sam, was funny, charming, built like a Greek god. Black as night with a beautiful 10 inch cock which he tortured her with. That was icing on the cake.

Sam slipped a finger between Brooklyn's legs feeling the slick, moist folds on his index finger. Pushing in he heard her moan, grabbing hard now on his dick. Sam pushed now to his second knuckle, his finger and hand now coated in his girlfriend's juices. Sam had a brief thought is she my girlfriend? What am I doing... His thought followed by the action of adding a second thick finger to slide easily along side the first.

Now Brooklyn, was humping hard on his fingers her orgasm one that was cumming fast and would show her stars behind closed eyelids.

OH god Sam screamed Brooklyn "I'm cumming, don't stop baby please don't stop," Her pussy clenched around his digits attempting to break them in its heat. The wet squeshing sounds Brooklyn's soaked pussy made on his fingers, proof yet again Sam was a god send of sexual release.

Brooklyn, slowly coming off her powerful released, opened her unfocused eyes, smiled and said "My turn."