The Truth, Then

After a couple of sleepless nights, Elizabeth felt she'd reached a solution to her problems: ask Moses himself. If he was straight with her, then she could accept his misdeeds. But if he was dishonest ... then he was done for.

She drove to the capitol. She saw Douglas in the lobby, speaking with Mark. She looked at her ex-husband, scowling.

"I want to see my husband, peckerwood," she snapped.

"Regarding ... ?" Douglas asked, confused. He quavered, seeing her face. He went into Moses's office, who was looking at his calendar.

"Boss ... your wife wants to see you," Douglas said. It still sounded a little weird.

"Regarding ... ?" Moses asked.

"I don't know, but she's pissed," Douglas said. Moses sighed.

***

Elizabeth sat across the desk from Moses, looking sterner than he'd ever seen her.

"I have questions for you, husband," Elizabeth said.

"Ask away, my dear cracker wife. I'll be an open book with you," Moses replied. He knew this was going to be hard truths.

"Why do you only cum in my ass and mouth now? Why not in my pussy?"

"You remember how we needed Abe's support?" Elizabeth nodded. "It wasn't simply a kind gesture. He wanted your womb as part of the bargain. I didn't have anything else to cash in, so I agreed."

She stared at him, eyes red from the tears of the past two night, but even as much as she'd cried, threatening to unleash again.

"Have you impregnated anyone other than Shanequa?" Elizabeth asked. She couldn't believe that Moses would keep his big cock away that much. Not after years of deprivation in prison.

"Yes," Moses replied slowly. "I've been with other women. It is a mutually beneficial relationship that also has the benefit of creating trusts for the benefit of Aaron, Emily and Katie. I didn't want to leave this earth having contributed nothing, you see." He hesitated, not sure if she'd buy it. In fact, he had two sets of trusts created, depending on whether or not Elizabeth had ever wizened up. And now he'd have to benefit Douglas's children. A pity.

"No more secrets, Moses. You're fucking a girl, I know about it. Are you intending to have any more children with Shanequa?"

"I thought one more," Moses said. Elizabeth hissed a bit, her belly roiling.

"Fine. But that's it. And if Abe is functionally my husband, and you're legally my husband ... I expect some more fun, if you know what I mean." Moses raised his eyebrows.

"I think we can arrange that."

She left Moses still in surprise, realizing a moment of satisfaction at the end, and her pussy warm and wet from the thought of the two elderly Black men tag teaming her.