The New Secretary

Emily brushed her blonde hair back. She'd just gotten a cut on the salon before getting her manicure and pedicure. Before heading home, she thought she'd stop by and say hi to her husband.

She went into the office of his accounting firm, greeting the receptionist and walking by to the back corner, where her husband's office was. And there ... she was. She was new. Emily didn't recognize her. She had well-coiffed black hair, with a bit of bounce at the ends. And she was Black. Darker than milk chocolate. And she was stacked, with a heavy bosom and large ass. She intimated Emily from the get-go.

"I'm sorry you are ...?" Emily asked.

"Betty," the Black woman responded, smiling broadly.

Emily pushed her way into Morty's office. He tried to say all the right things about Betty, but she smelled the perfume on him. And then she saw the lipstick mark on his inner collar.