The Drive Home

Stephanie is quiet, thinking. She JUST cannot get enough of Jackson, can’t get enough of his huge black cock. She is also inwardly torn - what if she meets another gorgeous black man with a huge dick? She will likely have to fuck it, as insatiable as she is. And what about Brian, and Tom, and Marcus and Steve? She thinks.

Finally she turns to Jackson and says, “Jackson. I REALLY like you. And I LOVE fucking you. The things you do to me and the way you make my pussy feel when we fuck is . . . well, it’s just incredible.” Jackson takes her hand in his, and smiling says, “And I really like you too, Stephanie, and I really enjoy fucking you. You are terrific in the bedroom. AND the boardroom!” he adds, and they both laugh. Stephanie says, “I want you, Jackson, I want to be with you and fuck you all the time.” He responds, “Why do I feel there is a ‘but’ coming in here? What’s up baby, is it your husband? Because you could leave-“ She cuts him off and says, “No, no baby it’s not him, it’s me.” He looks at her quizzically and she continues. “Jackson, I love fucking you. But I also simply just love fucking. I’m not sure that I can be a one dick kinda girl, you know?” He smiles at her and says, “Baby, is THAT what’s bothering you?” She nods her head and he says, “Look, Stephanie, I know you like fucking, and that you like fucking around on your husband. And I like fucking you, too. But how is a girl supposed to figure out who she wants to fuck until she’s been fucked?” She looks at him confusedly and he says, “You want to fuck me, then fuck me. You want to fuck somebody else, then fuck somebody else. But baby I will always - and I mean ALWAYS - be ready to fuck you, and only you, anytime, anywhere.” She smiles and kisses him, then says, “Now about my pathetic husband . . .”