A Hot Bath

Douglas ran a hot bath. This was going better than he'd ever anticipated. It was as if he and Elizabeth were both under a spell from this dominant African male. He made the water just hot enough, and got a bottle of spring water. He remembered Yusuuf didn't drink, and Elizabeth wasn't going to pregnant of course. He added some bubble bath, then lit some candles to set the mood. He went back downstairs to tell Yusuuf and Elizabeth their bath was ready. He found them kissing, Yusuuf's large hand cupping his wife's tight pert ass. His jaw dropped open. Fuck. First date and he was already on the path to being replaced. Yusuuf broke the kiss, the alpha male staring down the weaker competition.

"Is our bath ready?" he asked.

"Yes Sir," Douglas said. He felt Elizabeth's respect for him ebb a little. It was exactly the feeling he'd been craving for some time now.

They entered the bathroom. They stood a few feet apart, staring at each other. Elizabeth licked her lips.

"Strip Elizabeth for me," Yusuuf ordered simply. Douglas nodded, removing her heels first. Then her stockings, He unzipped the back of her dress, helping her get it off, leaving her clad in just her panties and bra. Yusuuf looked at her. Hmm ... she looked ...

"You are with child?" he asked simply. Elizabeth was surprised he was so perceptive.

"I am, yes." Yusuuf looked at her, his eyes implacable. She blushed, wondering what he was thinking. Douglas unhooked her bra, exposing her large breasts and pink nipples, and then removed her underwear, exposing an immaculately trimmed pussy with a thick clit and tight, round ass.

"Come, Elizabeth. You may undress me," Elizabeth walked over to him. She felt unsteady. She felt nervous. She felt like ... this was the first man she'd ever been around. She took off his shirt slowly. He was slender, but muscular. She leaned forward, breathing in his musk. Her clit twitched. She undid his belt, unbuttoning his pants, but pausing before unzipping him.

"What is it, Elizabeth?" Yusuuf asked. She noticed he called her by her name, but never called you by name. He radiated confidence and dominance.

"I've never been around a black man ... I mean, I've heard." Yusuuf smirked.

"How big is your boy, Elizabeth?"

"F-f-five inches." He smiled more broadly, then unzipped himself, and pulled his cock free. It dwarfed Douglas's. Elizabeth gasped. Yusuuf reached forward, rubbing Elizabeth's belly, where life was growing. Elizabeth swallowed hard. The touch was so ...intimate. Her knees buckled. It was almost like he was telling her implicitly that he accepted who she was... what she was... and he'd give her the opportunity to become something greater.

"So, the bath," Yusuuf said. Elizabeth broke her reverie.

"Oh, of course Yusuuf."