Hubby Becomes a Queen of Spades (Interracial, Cuckolding, Gender Bender Erotica) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-10-29T16:27:46+00:00

Part Six

As the Mercedes headlights turned into our driveway, I clutched the door handle, ready to bolt as soon as we stopped.

The porch lights were still on and the garage door was shut, meaning I couldn't tell whether or not Tiffany had got home yet. She still hadn't returned any of my texts or phone calls. Obviously this wasn't a good sign. I was worried.

We stopped and I said automatically, "Okay, thanks for the ride!"

Jerome looked at me in the dark car and smiled sweetly. "No problem. Thanks for the amazing blowjob. I wasn't kidding when I said you traps are the best at sucking cock. I mean that as a compliment."

"Well, thanks, I guess."

He reached over and placed his hand on my bare leg, rubbing the inside of my thigh with his muscular hand. "You want me to walk you to the door?"

"I think, I can make it."

"One more thing, sexy."

"Yes?" I said.

He leveled his eyes at me. "Discretion is what I'm sort of known for. This stays between me and you."

"Oh, what a relief, I was really hoping you would say that. Okay, bye-bye!"

"Bye sexy, you got my number, hit me up when you need some more black meat in your mouth. Or anywhere else for that matter."

As Jerome sped away, I discovered first that the door was unlocked and secondly that there were already lights on inside, meaning that Tiffany had beaten me home.

My heart lurched, since I wasn't sure how to explain to her what had happened. I knew that it was one thing for me to adopt a more feminine appearance. But it was quite another for my wife to find out that I'd just taken another man, her boss, in my mouth, and allowed him to shoot his load down my throat as if I was some common street hooker.

In our foyer there was a large mirror which I used to compose myself, straightening the hem of my little black dress, pulling my top back down into place, checking how ruined my makeup was, making sure my hair was straight, etc.

I was looking rough. Used. And it was then that I noticed the large trail of dried cum running down my forehead, nose, and cheek. Luckily I managed to wash the cum off of my face before going into the house to face my wife. But I still couldn't get that terrible guilty feeling I had out of my mind.

Tiffany was waiting for me in the kitchen.

Of course she was.

She'd already changed out of her clubbing outfit. I could see her nipples clearly pointing through the thin fabric of her tee-shirt which barely reached her navel. The only thing covering her bottom half was a pair of small, silk, purple panties that rode high on her hips. She was munching on some chocolate cookies and turned, her eyes widening, when she saw me.

"Well look what the cat dragged in," she said sardonically, reaching for one of her large wine glasses. "Girl, I hope you used protection.

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