Amanda POV - a week later

You can’t believe how horny you were all week. Finally, finally you weee meeting Chase to get some action. You picked out a garter belt set, green.

You wanted to feel hot. Your husband doesn’t care for you to wear it anymore. You cover it with a sweatshirt and sweatpants.

You get into Chase’s house and my jaw drop. Standing there, 6’7 all 350 pounds is my stalker from the past. Old man. White. Balding. Gut. You can’t speak.

“Never thought you’d see me again, huh? Chase has shared a lot of you. I want to see that side in person now.”

You realize Chase must have been texting him with your phone, you look at Chase, “I came for you. Not… him.” You’re trying to process this new development.

Chase looks at you, “sounds like you missed my black cock, come here. On your knees. I want you between us, my white whore.” You move and get to your knees. You’re still trying to process this all. Last minute as you look up at the two men towering over you, you make one request: “I want your black cock Chase, not his. He can watch but not touch.”

Chase looks at your stalker from the past and your stalker nods his head. Agreeing to the terms. He walks to a couch nearby and sits. Causing the cushions to strain under his massive frame. You’re satisfied as you reach your hand up and start undoing Chase’s belt. Time to play.

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Upcoming: Stalker pulls out cock to watch and masturbate. Amanda surprised by the size but still appalled with the man attached to it. But can slowly be convinced to explore this vile man