Trying to fix it but just a bit.

Tom’s mind was filled with thoughts on what he had done to the world and honestly, it was stressing him out. A number of times he had pulled out the coin with a view to reversing everything back to before the queen of spades' wishes. It wasn’t just the fact that the coin hadn’t recharged that stopped him. It was his damned perverted libido. Swathes of gorgeous women abandoning anything other than black men. The whole perverted chaos of it all was too much to resist.

He did, however, realise that he needed to keep doing things to alleviate future problems. He didn’t want to solve the problems as much as lessen their impact. The first wish was that any non-black men who spend time around Sarah would come to tolerate the fetish women have for black cock. That wish should spread faster than the other and mitigate a world of broken relationships. Sarah still loved him and in theory, women shouldn’t stop loving their non-black partners. They would just stop seeing them in a sexual way.

The dip from reality warping was not as severe as before and he hoped it wouldn’t be long before he could wish again. He headed downstairs to find Sarah on her phone messaging with Toby. “Are you flirting with Toby again?” he asked in a friendly way so she didn’t think he was accusing her of anything. She could get quite unpleasant when she thought he was trying to interfere.

“Yeah. It’s so annoying that our schedules aren’t lining up. I’m dying to get that cock back inside me. He did send me a picture of it. Look.” She held out her phone and there was a picture of a large and very thick black cock. “I’m going to play with my dildo in a bit while looking at this. I might send him a video. I bet he’d like that.”

“I bet he’ll love it. You always look so good when you are playing with yourself.”

“Aw, you are so sweet.”

“The sweetest. Seeing as you can’t see him, how about we have Katie and John over for dinner?” He didn’t care about most people but he didn’t want to see Katie and John’s relationship fall apart and it would be a good chance to get the wish spreading. Sarah agreed that it was a great idea and a couple of nights later they were sitting around the table together enjoying the roast that Tom had prepared.

It was well into dinner that Tom wanted to test to see if the wish had worked. “Sarah have been having a little trouble in the bedroom recently.”

John, who was a pretty quiet, no-nonsense kind of guy looked confused as to why he would bring something like that up. “Yeah?” he said, frowning. Tom looked over to Katie and saw a worried look on her face.

“Yeah, Sarah just went off sex altogether for a while but we got we got to the bottom of it.”

John was still baffled as to why a guy would bring this up over dinner, especially with their wives there. “Is that right?”

“Yep,” Tom ploughed on. “Turns out that she had just lost interest in me sexually and she had become obsessed with the idea of sleeping with black guys.”

“Huh.” John looked like he was processing it. “Sorry to hear that. Did you work it out?”

“Yeah, she sleeps with black guys now. We still love each other but I’m just not on her radar sexually anymore. She’s all about that big black cock.”

“Wow, gosh, how weird,” chimed Katie in a blatant attempt to cut off the conversation. “Anyway, Sarah, why don’t you…”

“I was wondering what you thought about it, John?” Tom asked before Katie could ruin it.

There was a palpable tension in the air. John thought then shrugged. “I suppose as long as you love each other it’s okay. It’s a shame for you but I get it. These things happen.”

Tom had to suppress a smile as the two women at the table looked shocked. “We are getting used to it,” he said to cover his own amusement. “I was wondering how you’d react if it was happening to you?” The eyes of the women swung back to John as they awaited his response.

John crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. “I wouldn’t like it,” he stated bluntly. Tom wondered if his wish had failed. “Having said that, I can understand that there is a difference between sexual desire and love and women do seem to be into black guys. I can see that a woman could be in love with one man but desire another.” He turned to Katie and said, “You are like this too aren’t you? That’s why he brought this up.”

“John, I…” Katie said in a panic.

John held his hand up. “Don’t make excuses. I’m not dumb. You’ve been going out a lot recently and while we never did it like rabbits, I can tell you’ve gone off me. You’ve been fucking black guys haven’t you?” It wasn't asked with malice. It Was just a simple question. Katie looked ashamed and nodded. “I wish you wouldn’t lie to me. That hurts.”

“Sorry, John.” Katie was tearing up.

John put his big arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a hug. “Come on now, don’t cry. I’m not mad.”

“You aren’t?” sniffled Katie.

“If you don’t fancy me anymore there isn’t much I can do about that. I am upset you lied to me.” John looked at Tom. “Thanks for bringing this up. I knew there was something going on and now I know.”

“Sure. Are you okay?” Tom asked.

“I will be. I think we should probably go home though. We have a lot to talk about.”

“And you don’t mind that she is sleeping with black guys?”

John shrugged. “I’m not happy about it but if that is what she wants then so be it. As long as she still loves me, I can cope.” That made Katie burst into bawling tears and John made their farewells and took her home.

Tom was in trouble for dobbing Katie in but he was happy that it had worked and now Katie was up to date with the wishes and could begin spreading the updated virus.

For a couple of days, things were quiet. Then, one day, as he was working, Sarah came dashing in. “Toby wants me to come over for the whole weekend, you don’t mind do you?”

“And if I said I did?” he asked, poking the bear.

A frown spread over her face. “Stop it, I know you are just messing with me.”

Sorry, sorry,” laughed Tom. “I’m not sure why you ask me. You’d go if I said I agree or not.”

“I might not if there was a really good reason like a funeral we had to go to or something. A close relative's funeral mind you. I’m not missing out on all that black cock just because someone I hardly know dies. Other than that, I just think it feels right. John was so upset when he found out Katie was lying to him.”

“Upset? He didn’t seem that bothered.”

“You don’t know him as well as I do. That was positively an emotional breakdown for him. Anyway, it just made me want to be a bit more open with you.” She wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. “I can’t always be fucking and when I’m not I like having you around. I’d be upset if I lost you just because I want big black guys to fuck me all the time.”

“You aren’t losing me, I still love you,” he said, stroking her arm.

“Good,” she said as she moved around to sit in his lap. It was the closest thing he had had to sex with her in ages and he got an erection. Sarah noticed and didn’t look impressed.

“Sorry,” he apologised, secretly enjoying the scorn on her face.

Sarah sighed and rolled her eyes. “No, I suppose it’s okay. I know I’ve cut you off and that isn’t fair. I can learn to put up with a little poking in the butt. It is only a little poking after all,” she said with an evil grin. Also, it’s kind of appropriate as I have a favour to ask.”

“A favour that involves me getting an erection?” he asked, hopeful that something good was about to happen.

“Yes. You see, Toby really wants to fuck me in my ass and really want him to.”

“What’s stopping you?”

“I have a bit of a mental block with it. I’ve tried using toys and it’s fine but the idea of a real cock in there frightens me slightly.”

“So where do I come in?”

“Well, you aren’t as big as Toby and I don’t know anyone I’m close enough to ask other than you. So, would you fuck me in the ass to get me used to it, please?”