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 episode and other wild erotic cuckle tales on Shango's Zone podcast, on Spreaker, Apple Podcast, Spotify, and elsewhere. Visit my website Damian Desol dot com to check out my books blog and also to participate in my form. Take good care of yourself and good bye for now.