A Night Out

"I feel like such a harlot," Elizabeth complained, affixing the big hoop earrings.

"I know," Yusuuf said, a little regret in his voice. "I am sorry. But you have to fit in this time."

"I know, I know," Elizabeth said.

***

They'd reserved a prime table at the most exclusive restaurant in town. Elizabeth was in a short peach dress, her skin paler than ever, and many of the older men in the room ogled at her long, alabaster legs. Her red lipstick was particularly prominent against her pale face, and her big blue eyes gleamed from all the attention.

It wasn't the older men's attention that Elizabeth was after. It was the trophy wives, her neighbors and former friends.

"Oh my God, Elizabeth, is that you?" Allison Donaldson asked. She was tanned, blonde, and always laying out in a tiny bikini by her pool during the long summers.

"Hey Allie," Elizabeth said, leaning up to kiss her on the cheek."

"Amber! Bianca! Hannah!" Allie said, calling the three other housewives over. The three giggled, standing up from their respective men. Elizabeth noted silently that Bianca was with Tom, Julia's ex-husband.

The four women chatted animatedly with Elizabeth, pointedly ignoring Yusuuf. It made Elizabeth burn internally, but she squashed down those feelings. This was for a better cause.

***

"You did well tonight," Yusuuf noted. The women had agreed to come over for drinks and a pool party in a few weeks when it warmed up enough.

"It felt haram, Yusuuf. All of it," Elizabeth sighed, laying down in bed. Her husband silenced her with a kiss, his long tongue tangling with hers in a seductive dance, and the shame in her big blue eyes was replaced with lust.

"No more of that tonight, my wife," he ordered, undoing his slacks, exposing his long, meaty black cock. Elizabeth's legs spread instinctively, curling around his back, as his heavy cock pushed into her pussy.

"Yes Yusuuf," she purred, breathing in his musk, as the slender African took what was his, his thick pole sliding deep into his American wife's pink, sodden, silken cunt. He had two sons from her already, but he wasn't done. Far from it. His heavy balls slapped against Elizabeth's ass noisily, her mewls increasing in urgency as his cock coaxed her to orgasm after orgasm.

"That's it," Yusuuf growled into her ear. "It's time for you to bear another for Allah, Elizabeth. Another warrior. Another servant."

"Oh, Yusuuf," Elizabeth whimpered. "Oh, please, I want nothing more." Her pussy creamed his cock once more, as his cock fed its thick seed directly into her womb.