“Yes, George moaned

Abbey kissed him again. “Ooh, this is going to be fun,” she said. “You win on Monday night, and I skip my pill before going over to clean Anthony’s house and probably get fucked by him. I win, and who knows, maybe I’ll still decide to risk it.”

George rolled his wife over and kissed her. “You really are going to become a black cock slut aren’t you?”

Abbey nodded, “And it turns you on thinking about me fucking our neighbour without protection.”

George moaned. “You know it does.”

Abbey smiled, “Well, I promise to tell you everything while I ride you. There’s just one more question.”

“Which is,” George asked her.

“Let’s say you win on Monday, and I don’t take my pill Tuesday. You get home from work Tuesday afternoon and want me to ride you while telling you all about it.” George groaned and nodded. “My question is, should you be wearing a condom? So we know all the risk is that I will get pregnant with a black baby?”

George stopped. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

Abbey nodded, “Part of me really likes the level of kink and risk to it.”

“Are you going to tell Anthony?” George asked.

Abbey laughed, “What, that my husband and I played a game last night, which we bet on and cause he won, I skipped the pill this morning, please fuck me? You think I should say something like that?”

George groaned again, “Maybe not tell him if you are on the pill or not, see what he wants to do.”

“And if he wants to cum in me and thinks I’m not on the pill, what does that say about me?” She asked George.

“That you are a slut willing to give it up to him whenever he wants.”

“Alright,” Abbey agreed, “I’ll let him think I’m a complete slut.”