Andy was attending to his work as a data analyst when his intercom began to
ring. It was his boss calling. He grabbed the handle and his boss
spoke to him curtly, get your ass over here, white boy, pronto.
The line went dead. After that, Andy dropped the phone and side
before rising from his desk. He straightened his tie and jacket, and then
left his office. He got into the elevator and punched the button to the
top floor as the doors closed. His office was on the tenth floor of
the building. His boss's office was on the twentieth. He looked at his
watch and saw it was almost noon, lunch time. No wonder he got
the call. The elevator deposited him on the floor, and Andy entered his
boss's secretary's office. Her desk was unoccupied. He adjusted his tie and jacket
again before knocking on his boss his door. Get in here, a voice
barked from within. Andy opened the door and let himself into his boss's office.
He stepped past the threshold that was his boss's sanctum, but stopped to
carefully observe what he witnessed. You took your fucking time, said his boss,
a cold hearted black man with an impressive figure named Obediah Wallace. Get
your lily white ass on over here. Obediah stood half naked a few feet
across from his desk in a lounge area where he was fucking a gorgeous redhead.
His shirt stood open while his pants lay bunched around his ankles. Obediah's
chest hev outward each time he fucked the hapless redhead. She wore a white
blouse with her skirt lifted over her but exposing her fishnet stockings and tanned flesh.
Andy's boss gripped her by her waist and was hurling aloud foul words while
pounding her with repeated strokes of his cock. His cock was a magnificent black
rod. To Andy, it resembled King Arthur's sword. It glistened with the
blonde woman's cum. An excellently oiled piece of machinery, the likes that Andy
had never beheld before until the first time his black boss unzipped his fly and
waved it in front of him. Andy stopped two feet from his boss and
then dropped to his knees. Obediah didn't lose his stride fucking his secretary.
I pulled her up from her kneeling position and led her to a sofa.
He sat down and opened his shirt, and then pulled her roughly to settle
on his cock. His secretary was used to her boss's unruly demeanor and knew
what was expected of her before even he demanded it. She quickly adjusted her
thigh stockings before stroking his dick between her legs and impaling herself on it.
She whimpered exquisitely the instant he entered her. Usually she would take a moment
to settle her stride, but Obediah was the sort of boss who readily played,
especially when it came time to fuck. He slapped her butt and began
jerking his hips forcefully before she had even balanced herself. Don't get to wasting
my time, bitch, he growled, as he grabbed both her arms and
pushed her abruptly to straddle him. Better go on ride that black dick like
your pussy depends on it. Get to fucking riding it, bitch. Obediah
smacked her but hard several times for emphasis. His redhead secretary howled in response
as she then got to riding his dick the way he wanted. Andy remained
helplessly kneeling while his boss roughly fucked his secretary. Andy's face stayed in passive
the entire time he watched, because that was what his boss demanded whenever he
summoned him over. In his thoughts, however, Andy marveled at the stamina,
girth, and unbridled masculinity. Obediah exuded the men and was unlike anyone
Andy had ever encountered before. He could be merciless and glacial one minute,
while becoming humorous and genial the next. But one thing he never played with
was when he needed to tear into a white pussy, like he was doing
now. Andy didn't move a muscle as he maintained his stance. He knew
his boss glanced his way to make sure he kept still. It wasn't merely
that it was his secretary he was fucking, but more so that the secretary
was Andy's wife. Obediah loved fucking Andy's wife in his presence, regardless of
where they were at or whatever hour of the day it might be. He
had fucked his wife numerous times in their bedroom, with Andy kneeling beside the
bed in his pajamas. Andy was used to it as long as he stays
obedient like a good puppy, his boss will go easy on him, unlike
how he does with other staff members, especially the one still reluctant about wanting
to share their wives with him. Not to worry, Andy thought, one
thing those colleagues had no idea about was what Obediah didn't get. He always
took as if it was his right. Andy knew his black boss had fucked
some of his colleagues's wives. Obediah had invited him over numerous times to watch
the proceedings. His colleagues, too, knew about his wife and often chided
him about her regular fuck sessions. During their lunch break hour yo Andy,
one of his colleague friends inquired, I hear Obediah loves banging your wife in
the men's room. That's true. He does it whenever he wants, and
however he wants. Andy replied, and then cheekily added, the same way
he loves fucking your wife's asshole, Jerry. Everyone broke into laughter except Jerry.
Hey, come on, that's not fair, Jerry retorted. Just because
I'm not allowed to fuck my wife anymore doesn't mean I enjoy it. She
ever allowed you in her asshole before, asked one of their buddies. Never,
Jerry answered. Ever since Obediah got into her, all I get from
her are regular hand jobs. At least mine ain't nothing like Ted's woman.
Go ahead, Ted, tell them what Obediah did to your woman, knocked
her up? Ted answered surly. This made everyone gasp and got the room
buzzing with noise. Ted smiled as he saw he now had everyone's attention.
He guzzled some of his beer before continuing his tail. Yeah, Obediah drove
her home one night, and she came in stinking of sweat and come come
was dripping down her legs like he crushed an egg in her cunt. Of
course, not wanting shit to go to waste, I did what I could
and cleaned her pussy before getting her to Bathe that was nearly a month ago.
Then yesterday she told me news that she's pregnant. The room exploded with
shock and glee when he finished, Wow, damn, that's fucked up.
So what are you going to do? You plan on keeping it? Ted
shrugged and laughed. I don't know, guys, We'll have to see what
happens. Maybe Obediah can grant me a raise once he hears it. Andy
had thought about what would become of him should Obediah end up getting his wife
pregnant. Obediah never wore condoms whenever he fucked, and with the aggressive manner
he did it. Andy was amazed that such hadn't occurred, yet he knew
it was bound to happen sooner or later. One of these days, his
wife would return to him with a similar news, Like Ted and several other
colleagues whose wives Obediah had bred. How would he respond when that happens.
Would he get mad and quit his job, or would look forward to seeing
his wife carry her boss's baby inside her Hope you're ready, white boy.
Andy's thoughts shifted to the present when he heard his boss bark at him.
Yes, sir, he said, responding appropriately, Yes sir, I'm ready
whenever you are. His secretary was still bouncing hard on his boss's huge shaft.
Seeing the trail of cum juice dripping down her pussy, he figured his
boss was seconds away from climaxing. Obediah held tight onto his secretary, groaning
aloud as he exploded inside her. He waited until he had released some tension
before shoving her aside, and then rose to his feet. Andy watched his
boss march towards him, looking like a godzilla about to trample on him,
aiming his comecoated prick at his face. Obidiah looked fiery and ugly as he
stood over him, gasping and drenched in sweat. You know what to do,
white boy, Obediah, growled Andy most certainly did. He opened his
mouth and got to sucking his black boss's cock. This was how his session
usually ended whenever Obediah had concluded fucking his wife. His wife, Obediah's secretary
cheered on while she watched. Later, Andy helped his wife to get cleaned
up in his boss's private room. They thanked their boss after they were done,
and then Andy took his wife out to have lunch. Listen to this
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