Amber kissed her husband Stan goodbye and stood at the
door as he left to go to work like she did every morn-
ing. She waved cheerfully to him as he pulled out of
the drive of their spacious home, the sleeve of her
robe slipping down her arm as she waved. Closing the
door she went to the window and peeked through the
curtains for a few minutes to be sure he was gone.
Stan was a hard working mechanic that did everything
he could to make sure his beautiful young wife had no
wants for anything. The house had been bought from
the inheritance he had received after his father’s
death. He had wanted to invest, but Amber wanted a
large home so he sank the entire thing into the pur-
chase of their home.
The property taxes and other expenses had forced them
to make alterations in their life style. Amber had
said that it took her full time to maintain their new
home so she was unable to work. Thus Stan had taken
on a second job at a parts house to make ends meet.
But even this didn’t do the trick and they had struck
on the idea of taking in a renter. So far it had
worked out well enough. The extra money was enough to
keep the wolf from the door and they had the added
security of knowing that there was someone home to
provide added protection for Amber when Stan was
working late.
Amber let the curtain fall and turned to run up the
stairs, letting her robe fall to the floor as she
giggled, climbing the stairs.
She was a petite little thing who looked younger than
her 26 years with long blonde hair that reached her
shoulders. Her hair bobbed as she took the stairs. Her
36D tits bounced as she made her way up as she did
every morning. It was playtime!
Amber rushed into her bedroom to find Anton already in
her and her husband’s bed. He was a young black
college student who had moved in after receiving a
football scholarship to the local university six months
before. He was huge. Coal black and six feet six
inches tall and toned from the vigorous workouts the
football program demanded of him. He was lying in the
bed with his arms behind his head and his huge ten
inch boner sticking up in the air stiffly away from
his firm stomach for Amber to see.
“I thought that dumb fuck would never leave!” he said
grinning.
“Well he’s gone now, lover,” Amber giggled as she
sprinted across the room and pounced on the bed beside
her black stud.
She slid her body over his giving his hard dick a
rough lick on the way up. Reaching his mouth she
opened hers and sucked his tongue inside moaning and
frantically grasping his head for the proper angle.
Over the past three months she had come to know what
Anton liked and she did her best to please him.
“MMMMMMMM… baby… you be hot this mornin!?” he said
as he grabbed her firm white ass and ground her pelvis
onto his rock hard dick.
“OH God yes,” she crooned,” After having to sleep with
that shrimp all night I can’t wait to get in bed with
a real man!” She licked his lips and sucked one into
her ready mouth. biting it gently.
“But I have something different in mind today,” she
added,” I want to fuck you in his favorite chair. The
one he watches all his stupid fucking fishing shows
in.”
Amber grasped Anton’s huge member in her tiny hand…
she still marveled how her fingers couldn’t meet. She
gave him a tug and rubbed the dark black head against
her pale wet pussy.
“You sure he’s gone?”
“Yeah… It’s you and me baby…all morning.” she put
on a pouting expression as she slide her finger into
his mouth. “Will you please fuck me in my husband’s
favorite chair?”