Free Cable

The doorbell rang at the home of Mo’nique , who had problems with her satellite cable service.  She had no signal for almost three days and had missed some of her favorite TV shows.  When she called customer service they told her to wait for the storm to pass.  When she told them it wasn’t raining, they remarked; we meant the storm over Buffalo where the signal originates.  After a long talk with a supervisor, a tech was sent out but she had to wait another two days before he could come out.  Mo’nique  was not a happy camper.  She opened the door and the tech entered.  “Hi… I’m from DirecTV …I’m here to see what the problem is…” “The problem… is my TV is not working ….. all I get is a blue screen that says ‘searching for signal’…” “Have you rebooted your cable boxes?” “I did everything I was told by tech support over the phone…nothing works!” “Okay!”  He checked his troubleshooters’ chart. “I’ll get my ladder and check the dish… the wind may have pushed it out of alignment.” “How long will that take?” “Not long….just go ahead and do whatever you usually have to do while I check it.” “I usually watch TV….but I guess I’ll have to find something else to do to entertain myself!”

The tech went back to his truck and thought. “I can think of a few things to ‘entertain’ you with!”  Mo’nique  was a 27 year old, tall, dark-skinned beauty.  She had deep brown eyes and an ass you could serve a beer on.  She was wearing a silk robe and you could see she had amazing long, lean legs.  He thought to himself that she had the body of a stripper.  The tech took a deep breath and got those thoughts out of his mind as he climbed the ladder.  “So? What’s the problem?” Mo’nique  said from the bottom of the ladder.  “It’s just as I thought, the wind pushed your dish out of alignment….I’ll fix it and tighten it up and reinforce it so it doesn’t happen again…..”  It was at that moment the tech looked down at Mo’nique  from the top of the ladder.  Mo’nique  held on to the ladder from him and her robe opened.  Mo’nique  was only wearing boy shorts and he could see her slight cleavage and her rock hard abs.  “Oh yeah…this chick is definitely a stripper!”  Mo’nique  closed her robe and crossed her arms.  “Okay… let me know when you’re down.” “Yes ma’am…” And Mo’nique  went back into the house.  It only took twenty minutes to fix the antenna. As he began to come back down the ladder he noticed that he had a direct view into Mo’nique ’s bedroom.  “Hello? Hello ma’am?” He yelled into the house. Mo’nique  came in wondering how he was in her bedroom.  She saw him looking into the open window.  “Can I help you?” she said a bit upset that he peaked in her room.  “I’m sorry…..can you turn your TV on so I can check the picture and sound without having to come up and down the ladder?”  Mo’nique  cut her eyes and turned on the TV.  The TV worked but now the picture was fuzzy.  “Now what…?” Mo’nique  asked.  “I know what to do…I just have to go to the truck to get a new transponder and that will fix your picture. “  And the tech came down off the ladder and went to his truck to get the part he needed.  He climbed back up, replaced the part and went halfway down to look at the TV picture through Mo’nique ’s bedroom window.  When he looked at the TV there was a hard core porno on.  “Oh boy! I put the wrong transponder in!  I better fix that!” he whispered.  He was about to climb the ladder when he heard her voice.  “Leave it…” he heard Mo’nique  hiss from inside the room.  He looked around to see Mo’nique ’s reflection in the closet mirror.  “I’ve been watching this for ten minutes and I want to see how it ends….!” Mo’nique  was sitting in her dressing chair in the opposite corner.  Her robe was open. Her boy shorts off and she was slowly rubbing her labia with her fingers.  The tech wiped the sweat from his brow.  He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. 

“You’re a big girl…..you know how this ends…” he said jokingly.  “I wasn’t talking about the movie…..!” she hissed.  The tech didn’t know what to think.  He wasn’t allowed to accept tips.  He knew that banging a customer was definitely against company policy!  “Are you just going to stay out there, or are you coming in here and get in this pussy?”  “Is that a trick question?” He thought.  “You’re serious???”  Mo’nique  just thrust her fingers into her moist pussy.  “What do you think?” she sighed.  The tech was young and very fit and good looking.  His being bald only served to get her juices flowing.  “I’m not……prepared…..for this ….I’ll have to go to the store….” “You got fifteen minutes!”  The tech nearly jumped off the ladder and drove the truck to a pharmacy about two blocks away.  He picked up a pack of condoms and drove back.  He rang the doorbell ad there was no answer. 

“Fuck! She was pulling my chain!” He rang the door bell again.  “Pussy or no pussy…..she still has to sign my work order.” He rang the bell again.  Mo’nique  opened the door for him.  “Were you getting impatient?” She was now wearing latex boots, a leather corset, lace gloves and had a feather boa around her neck and nothing else.  “A little….” He said and she closed the door behind them.  He lifted her up off her feet and carried her to the sofa.  He gently sat her down and knelt down.  He began to kiss and lick her large nipples.  Her breasts weren’t too big or too small.  They were just right, perky and very responsive to his touch.  He then eased her knees apart and began to go down on her.  She put her boots on his shoulders and as he licked and sucked her clit, she wrapped her thighs around his head.  He probed her with his tongue, deeper and deeper as she moaned and cooed.  He took his thumbs and exposed her swollen clit and nibbled on it. Mo’nique  threw her head back and forth as he ate her out.  It sent chills up and down her spine.  She had never met a man who was so skilled in foreplay before.  She was very wet and very ready.  He eased up off her, unzipped his fly and was about to put on a condom.  She was quite impressed with his equipment.  “Wait!” she hissed.  “Now what?  Is she changing her mind?” he thought.  “I don’t usually do this…..” and she leaned forward and began to kiss the tip of her erect dick.  A moment later he hard throbbing member disappeared into her mouth.  “The hell you don’t usually do this!” he thought as she deep throated him.  She had amazing suction and did amazing things with her tongue as she slithered it in and out of her mouth as she devoured him.  The piercing on her tongue felt strange yet drove him wild.  Just as the thought he couldn’t take anymore……she stopped.  “I think you’re ready….you wanna wrap that up to go?” she said as she stroked him gently.  He nodded and put the condom on and she grabbed her ankles and spread her legs as wide as she could, almost into a full split.  He slowly entered her and he slid if like it was home.  Mo’nique ’s eyes fluttered to the back of her head as she felt the exquisite pressure between her loins.  Slowly he began his stoke, in and out, in and out.  He didn’t want to finish quickly, not after that skillful head she had just given him.  After a while Mo’nique  began to wail and moan uncontrollably.  Her eyes got wide and she let out a scream of pleasure.   She looked deep into his eyes and flicker her tongue like a snake.  The tech knew it was time.  He increased the draw and speed of his stroke.  Faster and deeper, faster and deeper he pumped as his hips smacked into her loins making a clapping sound, faster and louder.  The sofa began to rock from the force of his stoke.  Mo’nique  let out a high pitched squeal and her vagina clamped down on his dick, but he still pumped her pussy until Mo’nique  screamed again.  “Right there…..Right Thhhhhhh….ohh ohhhhh ahhhhhh! You muther…. You mother fucccckkerrrrrr!!!!!” and he came so hard that he thought that he shot the condom off! He was spent and collapsed in her arms.  His body was covered in sweat.  Mo’nique  moaned as her pussy continued to contract in waves around his dick.  She nestled her lover in her arms until he woke up about ten minutes later.  “That was fucking amazing!” he said.  “You’re not so bad yourself?” she hissed.  He got himself together just as Mo’nique  did.  “So? What are you doing later tonight?” he asked. “What do you have in mind?” “I was thinking of taking you out to a nice restaurant….” Mo’nique ’s jaw dropped.  “You…..want to take me out to dinner?” “Sure…..why not?” Mo’nique ’s eyes softened, she could not believe what she just heard.  “You mean….like a ‘date’….?” “Yeah…” “Why would you want to take me out on a date?” “I like you….besides…I’d like to get to know you better….and who knows…..if it’s a really good first date…..I just might get lucky and get a goodnight kiss!”  Mo’nique  put her hand on her bosom and laughed.  The sex was great, but she found a man who could make her laugh, and laughter sometimes is more powerful than sex.  “A kiss….? What kind of girl do you think I am?”  She said coyly.  They both laughed.  Yeah, she went out with him and she got free cable……

Shoe Shopping

Kelly was getting cabin fever from staying in the house for ten days straight.  She had been sick from the flu and stayed in bed most of the time.  She felt much better today and it was a nice day so she decided to do a little window shopping at the mall. She decided to leave her car home and walk.  She could use the fresh air and exercise.  She went bright and early so she could avoid the crowds.  The mall was near empty when she got there.  She liked that. She could shop comfortably without attracting any attention.  She window shopped at first, her main concern was just to get out of the house.  Nothing caught her eye, so she stepped into a shoe store when she saw a cute pair of stilettos in the window.   She went in and asked the clerk to get her a black pair in size 7. (Hey you could never have enough pairs of black shoes!) Just as the clerk went into the back, she felt like someone was watching her.  She was just about to turn around when someone’s face came close and kissed her neck behind her ear.  She spun around to see who it was.  “Crystal !” Kelly beamed.  “What are you doing here? I thought you were at work?”  Crystal  looked around to see if anyone was watching and kissed Kelly full on the lips.   Kelly fought the urge to purse the kiss further.  Kelly’s nipples became hard almost immediately after the kiss.  “I don’t have to be at work till later this afternoon, so I called Blue and thought we’d go shoe shopping.  You know shoes are my weakness and you know Blue loves them just as much as I do.  He loves his Air Max but that boy always pick out the best heels for me he has a gift.” “ Where  is Blue by the way….oh never mind I see him coming this way now!” “I see you’re feeling better.” “Much better…now that I’ve seen the both of you!” Kelly smiled. As Blue walked up open arms to give Kelly a hug he asked, “So? Did you see anything you like?” Crystal  didn’t say anything just gave that wry little smile she always gives when she get a dirty thought in her mind.  “No, I didn’t… Unfortunately, you’re wearing a bra today!”  Kelly blushed.  “CRYSTAL !” Kelly whispered in shock.  She then looked around to see if Blue heard that.  “You are so bad!” She whispered.  “Really? Maybe I need a spanking?” Crystal  whispered back.  If Kelly wasn’t already hot and bothered, she sure was now.  That’s when the clerk came back with Kelly’s shoes.  “Here are your shoes…” Blue took the shoes from the clerk opened the box, sat down in front of Kelly and helped her slip on her shoes.  Kelly stood up and strutted up to the mirror in them.  Crystal  turned to the clerk.  “Do you have those in a nine?” “A what…?”  Kelly said teasing her about her big feet.  Blue laughed as Crystal  gave him a look.   “You didn’t let me finish!”  She turned back to the clerk.  “Do you have those in a nine….and a half?”  And Crystal  cut her eyes at Blue, who shrugged his shoulders and giggled.  The clerk smiled.  “I’ll check for you Miss…” and he went back into the storeroom.  Crystal  walked up behind Kelly.  “So? What do you think?” Kelly quickly rephrased the question. “About the shoes…?” “I think..” Crystal  hissed. “Blue looked up your skirt when he put those shoes on you!”

Kellyian let out a small breath of air. Crystal  knew she was getting to her.  The clerk came out with two boxes.  “I don’t have them in black in your size but I have these colors you might like..” Crystal  sat down while Blue took the boxes from the clerk and helped Crystal  put the shoes on, the sandy brown shoe on one foot, the leopard print on the other.  “Thank you..” and Crystal  strutted around to the mirror to check them out.  Kelly thought that turnabout was fair play.  “So? Did Blue catch a glimpse of your panties when he helped you with your shoes?” She whispered to Crystal .  “I’m quite sure he didn’t …” Crystal  replied while switching sides in the mirror to see the other shoe.  “How can you be so sure?” Kelly smirked.  “I’m not wearing panties!” Crystal  hissed.  Kelly was really hot and bothered now.  She could feel her nipples get hard and tight.  “I’m also sure….he did…” “And how do you know that?” “Because he caught wood and over there trying to hide it!”  Now Kelly couldn’t take anymore.  Crystal ’s “Mojo’ was on full blast.  She walked over to the clerk with the shoes.  “I’ll take these..”  He boxed up her purchase and turned to Crystal .  “And how about you Miss?”  Crystal  shook her head no. Crystal  had a hard time buying shoes.  She was a shoe fanatic, but shoes that look cute in small sizes looked like hell in bigger sizes.  She wanted hot shoes that she could wear with a skirt.  These would look good in pants, because the hem would disguise their large size.  Crystal  was resigned to buying shoes on-line or in stores that catered to transvestites and cross dressers.  They usually had designer shoes that looked hot in larger sizes.  Crystal  only purchased ‘safe shoes’ over the counter.  Just as Kelly was finishing up her purchased, Blue came over whispered something into Crystal ’s ear that made her bust out with laugher.  Blue then gave Kelly and hug “See you later my girl.” As the two girls exited the shoe store they waved good-bye to Blue.   “So … what do you want to do now?” Kelly asked.  “I have an idea…” and Crystal  led her to a store that had bathing suits on sale.  The two of them picked out a few outfits, but the sign said that only two suits would be allowed in the dressing room at one time.  Crystal  went in first and came out with the first suit then the second.  Kelly liked what she saw.  She liked the suits as well.  Crystal  called the clerk over.  “I’ll take these but give us a moment while she tries hers on…..” The clerk took the suits to the cashier and then tended to another customer in the store.  Crystal  turned to Kelly. 

“Go ahead …. Try them on…!” “I didn’t come out to buy a bathing suit..” “Neither did I…try on the suit…” Kelly acquiesced and went into the dressing room and tried the suit on.  When she came out, Crystal  inspected the suit very closely while touching the ruffles around the breast seductively.  Crystal  copped a quick feel of Kelly’s nipple under the ruffle.  Kelly took a deep breath.  “ I don’t like it…..let’s try the other one on…” Crystal  said.  Kelly nodded and went back into the dressing room and Crystal  followed her in.  Kelly got undressed and asked Crystal  for the other suit.  Crystal  just sat on the bench and spread her legs.  She really wasn’t wearing any panties.  She began to stroke her labia.  “Crystal !” Kelly whispered.  “What are you doing?” Crystal  licked the tip of her finger and reached into her blouse and fluffed herself.  “You know damn well what I’m doing….do you really think I brought you here to try on bathing suits? It was the perfect excuse…to get you naked…and alone…” “We are NOT alone you crazy bitch!” Kelly whispered. “We could get caught!” “So?” Crystal  said as her finger disappeared into her hot, wet pussy. “If you’re scared….put your clothes back on…and leave...” Crystal  then pulled her blouse open and pinched her nipples hard. “Or…you can get your hot, naked ass over here…..and eat me...” Crystal  moaned oh so discretely.  Kelly looked up and around the dressing room.  “They don’t have security cameras in this store...lawsuits and all….That’s why I brought you in here!” Crystal  licked the tip of her fingers, hiked up her skirt, spread her legs and held her labia wide open.  “Well? Are you in? Or out?”

Kelly watched nervously as Crystal  fingered herself slowly then faster.  Crystal ’s nipples were hard and tight, so was Kelly’s. “Are you going to let me have all this fun alone?” Crystal  hissed.  Kelly didn’t answer, she just slowly got down on her knees and placed her head between Crystal ’s thighs.  “You have no idea how much I missed you!” Kelly whispered as she placed her hands on Crystal ’s thighs and rubbed them and then kissed her moist pussy.  “I missed you too…real bad!” Crystal  moaned and Kelly licked and tongued Crystal ’s clit.  Kelly had to take it easy and slow.  Crystal  is a screamer and the last thing she wanted was to draw attention to what they were doing.  Kelly wasn’t into dangerous sex… but Crystal  was starting to develop that fetish in her.  Crystal  reached down and worked Kelly’s nipples roughly as Kelly licked and nibbled on her clit.  Now Kelly was afraid that she might make a sound that would draw attention.  It was sexy, hot, and scary at the same time.  It was sexual rush on so many levels.  Crystal  threw her head back.  “No! No! Don’t you dare!” Kelly whispered.  “I…I…C…ccc…can’t help it! Ohhh!” And Crystal ’s voice was about to hit high ‘C’ as she was prone to do when she came.  Kelly quickly grabbed the swimsuit and jammed them into Crystal ’s mouth.  Even with the gag, Crystal  made too much noise for comfort.  The clerk began to make her way back to the dressing room.  Kelly had to think fast.  She took the first swimsuit and stuck it out from the cracked door.  “Could you do me a favor? This is too big… can you get me the next size down?”  The clerk took the suit from her hand.  “I’ll see if I can find the next size…do you want the same pattern?”  “Yes please!” And the clerk walked off. Kelly was shaken. She looked at Crystal  who still had the suit in her mouth and had a look of complete bliss on her face.  “Okay? Can we leave now?” Kelly asked.  Crystal  took the suit out of her mouth and sighed.  “not yet….!” And Crystal  reached in between Kelly’s legs and began to stroke her clit.  Kelly tried to step back but there was no room in there.  “STOP!” Kelly said sternly but quietly.  “Shhh! They’ll hear you!” and Crystal  began to work Kelly with her fingers. Kelly’s eyes rolled to the back of her head.  “The clerk will be back in a minute..” Kelly moaned. “Then we shouldn’t waste any time..” Crystal  stroked Kelly slowly and then faster and faster.  Now it was Kelly’s turn to lose control.  Kelly placed her hand over her mouth as she felt the adrenaline rush hit her.  Crystal  played her like a fiddle and the piece was “The Flight of the Bumblebee.” Kelly knees got weak, her face was flushed.  Crystal  licked and nibbled her nipples.  Crystal  knew Kelly’s ‘combination’ quite well from years of practice.  Orgasm hit her in waves and then Crystal  stuck her fingers deep inside Kelly and stroked her G-spot. Kelly’s vagina contracted and squeezed Crystal ’s fingers.  Kelly’s eyes fluttered and went to the back to her head. 

Moments later, the clerk knocked on the door and opened it to see Kelly wearing the first bathing suit and Crystal  sitting on the bench, talking on the phone. “We don’t have that print in a smaller size ..I’m sorry!” You know what? Never mind the other suit…” Crystal  said placing her hand over the mouthpiece of her phone.  “She’ll take this one…” And Crystal  returned to her phone call. “Oh….do you mind?”

The clerk nodded and left them alone for a moment.  The girls left the store with the three bathing suits. Kelly was nervous as a cat. Even the security guard outside the store looked at her a little funny.  “I’m  going  home.” Kelly said breathing softly. “I’ll take you home.” “I thought you had to work?” Crystal  had called her office and cancelled all her appointments for the day.  “Did you forget? I’m the boss…besides…I have a sick friend who needs some TLC!” Kelly smiled broadly as they got into Crystal ’s Limo.  “By the way what did Blue say to you before he left you all alone for me?” Kelly asked. Crystal  looked at her with a smirk “He said to bring you home to him!” Kelly taken back by the words she had just heard couldn’t do anything but smile.  “I see how you look at my man Kelly, and bitch you can only touch if I say so!” “You may see why I left you for him one day……”

“Charles?” she said to her driver. “Yes Ms. Anderson?” “Be a doll and put up the security partition in the limo…and ah!” “Yes, Ms. Anderson?” “Take the long way home….Please…” “Whatever you say Ms. Anderson…” And the partition slowly went up as Crystal  went down on Kelly. 

Secret Pleasure

She looked up from her dinner plate into his eyes as he served her.  There was a look of disdain in his eyes.  She just could not understand why Sam hated her so.  He had been with the family for almost twenty five years

“Sam…..what’s wrong?”   “It’s nothing Miss Tracy, I assure you…”

She touched his hand and he pulled away from her quickly, so quick that he almost spilled the soup he had just served her.  “There is something wrong….I want you to tell me, tell me right now!” She softly demanded.  The look of disdain became a scowl on his face.  He was insulted that she had the nerve to ask and that she was so oblivious.  “You really want to know…..Miss Tracy?”  She was uncertain at this point if she did in face, want to hear, it but she nodded yes.  Sam leaned into her, she pulled back, not knowing what to expect.  “That… ‘thing’… that you do for your personal pleasure…?”  Tracy blushed, her fetish for pain was the houses’ best kept ‘secret’ and was never discussed, especially not something to be discussed at the dinner table. Sam had been in the house on a few occasions when she succumbed to her fetish, but she thought he was oblivious.  Now she knew that wasn’t true.

“Yes…” Tracy replied as her voice trembled a bit.  “That… lifestyle that you use as an outlet…your personal release…” “Y…yes….” “That….which you embrace as a hobby…a simple diversion…was the silent shame of my people for over two hundred years.  Every time you scream out in pleasure in the safety of your bedroom, mocks the pain and humiliation and torment my people had to endure…”

Sarah’s lips quivered and a tear came to her eyes. She had no idea how her butler felt, how he suffered every time she… “I’m sorry…I had no idea….I…” and Tracy began to cry uncontrollably, Sam half-heartedly placed his hand on her shoulder to console her.  Tracy took his hand in hers and held it tight.  “If it would make it up to you….about the way you feel….”  Sam looked at her.  What was she about to say?  She paused, took a deep breath. “Beat me…!”  Sam yanked her hand off him.  “You think that by treating you like an animal…would somehow make me feel better?  Again….all you care about is yourself!”  And Sam stormed out of the room.  Tracy put her hand over her mouth, not to stifle her cries, but to stifle her orgasm! This was a very painful encounter that she never thought that it would arouse her so.  She looked towards the still swinging door Sam had just used to exit.  Back and forth, back and forth the door swung….and her pussy twitched. Her nipples got hard and tight.  Her body shook as she imagined the wooden door striking her on the ass, over and over again.  She could imagine that sound it would make as it struck her.  She held her hand tighter over her mouth.  Her other hand reached into her strapless blouse and tweaked her nipples.  She moaned and began to grind her ass into the wooden chair.  That wasn’t good enough for her.  She eased up and pulled her dress out from under her and pulled her panties down around her thighs.  Now she could experience the feel of wood on her ass, but it still wasn’t enough.  Her insatiable fetish for pain would not be denied. 

“Sam!” She called out. He opened the door and stood there.  “Yes Miss Tracy?”  Tracy pushed her chair away from the table and turned facing towards him.  “Take off your belt…” He slowly worked his belt out of the loops and held it in his hand.  She licked her lips and then got up and lay over the armrests of her chair.  It wasn’t comfortable and she liked that.  She liked it a lot.  She then slowly pulled her dress up over her naked ass.  Sam paused.  “Get over here and punish me….That’s an order!”  “No…Miss Tracy…I will not!” 

Sam defying her, only served to excite her more.  She began to rotate her hips, round and round.  Sam was mesmerized by her amazing round, apple shaped ass.  She grinded like one of those hoochie mamas he had seen at a burlesque theatre after the show in the back rooms.  Miss Tracy was one-quarter Black and Sam now saw the ‘family resemblance’ in all its glory.  Tracy was ‘high-yellow’ and born into a life of privilege.  Sam, although a well educated man only knew a life of servitude to Tracy’s family and when her father and mother passed away, he was kept on as Tracy’s personal butler.  Sam was only ten years older than Tracy and had seen her grow up into a vivacious young woman.  It was her deviant behavior as of late that he didn’t approve of. 

“I told you to get your Black ass over here….and punish me!” She demanded.  Same held the belt tighter in his grip.  He fought the urge to strap her right there and then.  He focused on magnificent ass and her swollen labia.  He felt the tightness in his pants and became uncomfortable.  He thought of what his reward would be, if he did this.  She pulled her blouse away from her nipples and began to stroke them and pinch them hard.  The mere idea of having someone subservient to her, seeing her in this compromising position drove her wild.  She reached back and smacked her ass, hard! “I told you to punish me…boy!”

That did it…The first strike made Tracy yelp like a little dog.  The pain was delicious! Each strike would illicit an emotional response from both of them.  Sam tore her ass up until she fainted.  When Miss Tracy came to, she felt the rocking motion of the chair, back and forth, back and forth.  She turned to see Sam behind her with his pants around his ankles, thrusting his hard dick, deeper and deeper into her.  Her pussy was wet and hungry for his thick, long, hard cock as his loins smacked into her tender raw ass.  The waves of pain and pleasure washed over her again and again as Sam picked up speed and pounded her harder and deeper.  Miss Tracy felt like she was about to choke. The tip of his dick felt like it was at the back of her throat.  Her eyes fluttered and she could not speak.  Only primal utterances came from her mouth. Until…

“Ohhhhhh! Right there…. Right there……don’t you stop! Don’t you dare stop! Fuuuccckkkk meeeeeee!” she squealed and then her vagina contracted as she orgasmed and pushed him out forcefully.  “Oh hell no!” Sam uttered. “I’ve been wanting to bang that ass for too long now!  This ends when I say it ends!”  Sam reared up behind her and inserted his dick back where it belonged.  Tracy threw her head back and he pumped her pussy like it was the last pussy he was ever going to get.  Tracy’s head shook violently with every thrust and just before she was about to faint again, the chair made a strange noise. It sounded like it was about to break.  After all, it wasn’t built for this type of ‘recreational activity.” Undaunted, Sam grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up in the air and placed her bent over the more sturdy mahogany dinner table and continued his savage onslaught on her hot, juicy  pussy.  Tracy accommodated him by placing her right leg up on the table.   “Right there! Oh right there….keep hitting it right there!” She gave herself freely to her manservant.  Just the thought of the word, ‘manservant’, made her hornier, if that was at all possible.  Every time he pushed deeper inward, Tracy would suck in a breath of air.  Tracy had a look of total bliss on her face, so did Sam, although neither could see from their present position.  They both needed this.  She needed to be ‘used’ and he needed to take this stuck up bitch down a peg or two…. (Who am I kidding? They both wanted to make sweet love to each other the moment Tracy reached her late teens.  But that would have been looked down upon by the powers that be.  A mistress having sex with the hired help, what would her parents and the community think? All that was now a moot point.)

“I’m gonna cum….!” He exclaimed.  Tracy took her right foot and pushed back on his right thigh making him back away and pull out of her.  She quickly turned around, dropped to her knees and began to suck the head of this dick as she stoked him with both her hands, faster and tighter, faster and tighter.   He then grabbed the back of her head and she took all she could into her mouth and she sucked and sucked; her head moving at breakneck speed.  She then pulled back and continued to stoke him while sucking the head only.  He shot his hot load all over her face.  He shuddered, stepped back and handed her a napkin from the table and took one for himself.  As she wiped her face off and pulled up and fastened his pants, he smile said.  “Will that be all Miss Tracy?”  “That will be all for now Sam….but later this evening, I want you to bring a bottle of scotch to my room for a night cap…” “Very good Miss Tracy…..” and Sam turned to exit.  “Sam!” “Yes Miss Tracy?”  Sam stopped and turned at the door.  “Bring …. Two glasses…. And make arrangements to spend the night. “Very good Miss Tracy….” Sam bowed and exited the room.  Tracy sighed and fanned herself just like a good Southern woman should.  Now the games could truly begin……