Gloria’s Secret

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Gloria was lying in bed flipping through a Victoria’s Secret catalogue when her husband burst into the room. She had seen his car pull into the driveway from the window. She heard his tires squeal when he braked to a stop. That told her all she needed to know — he was mad as fuck.

And it wasn’t even 6pm yet.

“How are you, darling?” she said to him, still not looking up from her magazine.

“You had to do it, didn’t you?” her husband fumed as he approached the bed. His jacket was open. His face was all red and he was sweating and breathing hard from racing up the stairs. “Why the fuck did you do it, Gloria? Why would you dare?”

“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about, Lem,” she replied in a cool voice.

“Don’t give me that shit!” He knocked the magazine from her hand, forcing her to look at him. “You fucked him, didn’t you? I know you did, so don’t lie — I saw the video clip.”

“Did you, Lem?”

“You fucked him here, in this room — ON OUR FUCKING BED — you screwed Morris! You kept hollering his name.”

“Yes, I did,” she flashed her eyes at him nonchalantly. “And I’d do it again if you let me.”

Lem gasped. He felt the energy drain from him. He’d arrived home boiling with hot anger, getting ready to explode. That didn’t seem to be the case anymore.

“Why did you do it, Gloria?” he pleaded. “Ain’t I… haven’t I done right by you?”

Gloria slid off the bed and stood facing him. “You have, darling. But there’s something I want. Something every horny woman wants. Something you’ve never once thought to give to me. Do you want to know what that is, Lem?”



He jumped when her hand grabbed at his crotch. His penis came alive in his pants.

“This is what I want, Lem,” Gloria declared. “What I’ve always wanted. Yes, I know you’ve got money. I know you can spoil me many times over. But diamonds aren’t always a girl’s best friend. A diamond’s worthless compared to a thick black cock. And you’ve never had the goods to give to me whenever we make love, darling.”

“But… why Morris?”

She gave a throaty laugh. “Morris has what I want, babe. He’s strong. He’s black, and he’s got a thick cock between his legs and he knows how to use it. Unlike you. You’re a wimp compared to him.”

“Morris is our gardener, Gloria. He’s our fucking gardener!

“That’s what he is to you; to me, he’s what I’ve always wanted in a man.”

Gloria sat back on the bed and raised her skirt for him to see she was bare underneath. She spread her vulva apart with two fingers to reveal her pink moistness to him.

“Yes, we did fuck in here,” she said. “We’ve been fucking for almost a week now. I basically seduced him. He was afraid, but I told him it was OK. I told him you’d love it. I couldn’t hide it from you anymore, so I filmed us fucking and texted you that clip you watched. Come here, darling.”

Lem came to the bed and sat beside her. His eyes were all over his wife, appraising her beautiful figure, wondering how any man other than himself could defile her without him knowing.

“Would you love to feel my pussy, babe?” She took his hand and brought it to her crotch. “Morris’s cock is so big, I can barely take him when he fucks me. It’s too bad you’re never around to hear me scream. Come, I want you to taste me.”

Gloria maneuvered backwards on the bed and gestured at Lem to come forward. He brought his face to her crotch and started eating out her pussy. She moaned and panted with delight.

He imagined Morris fucking his wife.

He pictured them rolling over the bed.

He imagined being there listening to Gloria scream . . .

“I told him to come over later this evening,” Gloria cooed. “I want him to fuck me tonight. And I want you to be here to watch. I know you love watching interracial porn. This time you’re going to see it live. Will you want that, darling?”

Lem raised his face to mumble, “Ye… Yes… Yes, I’d love to.”

He resumed tasting his wife’s pussy. He wondered if Morris had cum inside his wife like they often did in those interracial movies he loved sneaking off to watch downstairs in his library. He couldn’t wait for it to happen.

“What time will he be coming over?”

“Uhhh, in an hour… Ohhh yeah, keep eating my pussy… oh yes…”

Lem kept digging and probing.

“And also, darling, you’re going to lick his cock clean for me!”

To be continued…

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