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Wife Alone
by Molly (address withheld)

***

A married white woman finds what she needs in a young 
black college student and he finds what he needs as 
well. (MF, wife, cheat, intr, oral, rom)

***

Stan had been gone for three weeks and I was missing 
him very much, especially at night as I lay in bed 
needing to make love and no one to turn to. At 41 years 
of age, I still had those sexual desires that needed 
attention. Yes Stan had been in the Air National Guard 
for all these years and now his detachment had been 
deployed to the Middle East for a year. Gee I missed 
him so much already! How was I going to manage for a 
year?

Saturday morning Jan came over as usual for coffee and 
the subject of me missing Stan came up. Jan smiled and 
said, "Molly, I think it is not Stan that you are 
missing but sex. Don’t confuse them sweetie." I giggled 
and mumbled something about her having a naughty mind.

"Well," Jan continued, "After my divorce last year, I 
thought the same thing about missing my husband but I 
soon realized it was not him but sex that I missed." 

"And," as I looked at Jan smiling, "What did you do 
about that little problem?"

"I did some thinking about the situation. I knew that I 
was not interested in a serious relationship, and 
decided to find someone who needed some attention like 
myself but without any strings attached. Now who would 
fit into that category? 

It seemed to me that a young man who was away from his 
fiancé or girl friend would need some attention but 
would not want a serious relationship so I started 
looking at young college guys that I came in contact 
with in my work. (Jan worked at the local university in 
the student aid office).

Well I found that if I wore some nice clothes, 
stockings, and heels, a flimsy blouse with some 
cleavage showing, I could read the guys really well. I 
found one that was nice looking and pleasant and that I 
seemed to have made a bit uncomfortable. At the end of 
our meeting, I casually asked him if he liked movies. 

He replied that he did, so I asked if he had seen the 
latest "Big Heist" movie just out on CD and he said no 
but sure wanted to see it. I told him that I planned to 
buy it Saturday and if he wanted to, could watch it 
with me. I told him that I thought he was a long way 
from home and needed to relax some. Of course I had 
already determined that he was from Alabama and was 
very low on funds. That’s my job you know! My plan was 
working so far.

"Darn it all, Jan you are one devious woman! You are 
pure evil and I love it. So tell me the rest of the 
story."

Leroy showed up Saturday night and I had some snacks, 
good wine, and the movie. Well before the movie was 
half over, Leroy and I were holding hands. By the end 
of the movie he had put his arm around me and was 
holding me tight, hummmm, well we had a lovely evening 
with Leroy getting into this white divorcees panties," 
as she laughed.

I am sure I looked shocked as I puzzled over her 
statement about the "White Divorcee’s panties."

Jan continued, "Yes, Molly, he was black. Are you 
shocked?"

"Well, I just... well... uh... I am originally from 
Georgia and that just does not happen in Georgia. I bet 
he never thought of doing that in Alabama either." 

"Yes, I know," Jan, continued. "I hope you are not 
prejudice against blacks. I have found him to be quite 
good in bed." 

"Oh no but my husband would kill me if I had a black 
lover."

"Molly, sweetie, you are not going to tell your husband 
are you? You are not against having a black lover 
yourself are you?"

"Oh no," I blurted out. "It sounds exciting to me. I 
think I would like that very much. Do you think black 
guys would like me?"

"Oh Molly, you have so much to learn. Black guys dream 
of getting into a white woman’s panties and they really 
get excited if the white gal is also married. It is one 
of the things that black guys want to do. It works for 
me and keeps me happy. I am happy with Leroy and he 
with me. We both know the score and understand that we 
are there for each other’s needs and that is all."

"Jan, I know it is cheating but am willing to try it. 
Do you think you can find me a handsome young black guy 
who wants to get a taste of some white man’s honey? I 
am really getting horny thinking about all this."

"Molly, what are friends for? I will be happy to find 
one for you. I think Leroy’s roommate might be 
interested. They were high school buddies and it might 
work out. Is Saturday night too soon?"

"Saturday night is great. I will be ready."

I spent the whole week planning for and getting ready 
for my new lover, as planned with Jan doing the hard 
work of finding me one. Jan informed me the date was on 
for Saturday night with Leroy’s friend, Andy. It was 
like being a teenager again and knowing I was going on 
a date to loose my cherry. I cleaned house, bought red 
silk sheets and shopped for some new sexy undies to 
wear to wrap this white wife in for a black man to 
inspect. 

I wanted Andy to be pleased with his date not only in 
bed but to please his eyes. I knew that I was good in 
bed. I was going to give him the best time he had ever 
had. And the thought of his black body next to me 
pounding me with his black rod pumping his black seed 
deep into my waiting womb was driving me into a state 
of almost constant arousal. Please let Saturday hurry 
up and come! 

As Andy did not have a car, I drove to his dormitory 
and waited in the visitor’s slot until I saw a young 
good looking dark skinned black guy smiling and 
carrying something wrapped like a bouquet walking 
toward my car. I rolled down the passenger side window 
and as he leaned in, he said, "I am Andy and you must 
be Molly."

"Yes," I replied. "I am Molly and I am glad to meet you 
Andy. Please get in." 

With that Andy got into the car and he held on to the 
package. As we drove to my house, we chatted some. He 
remarked that he was really looking forward all week to 
meeting me and was glad that Saturday was here. To that 
I offered my concurrence. I used my remote to open the 
garage door and drove in closing the door behind us. 
(Keeps the noisy neighbors from starting any gossip).

We moved on into the dining room where I had the table 
set for two. I told Andy that I had prepared dinner for 
us as planned and he pushed the package toward me and 
said, "These are for you. I hope you like them," as he 
pulled the paper back to reveal two roses, one black 
and one white as I placed them into the vase together. 
I softly spoke to Andy, "Thanks, Andy. These roses 
represent us as we are about to be put together to be 
admired by each other."

I could see that Andy was pleased with my 
interpretation of the roses as he kissed me on the 
cheek and said that I was a very special person to be 
so perceptive and to be aware of our differences and 
accept them.

I kissed Andy as he pulled me to him and we lingered 
longer that a friendly kiss would normally be, 
revealing our personal thoughts about each other as I 
felt a small flutter deep between my thighs. I could 
tell that Andy was stimulated by the kiss as well. I 
broke off and said, "If we are going to enjoy the 
dinner I have prepared, I think we better stop for 
now." Andy laughed, and remarked that I was right. 

As we ate and made small talk, I could see the flicker 
in Andy’s eyes that he was please with what he had seen 
so far. I knew that he was one handsome young black 
stud and I knew that I want him as well. I knew that I 
had to think of him as a stud for this white wife, or 
otherwise I would become too attached to him. I had to 
keep things in perspective even though he had already 
stroked my feminine emotions of love, as women tend to 
do with men they admire. I knew that being happily 
married that I could cheat but must not become attached 
to this man who was so thoughtful and knew how to make 
me mellow and vulnerable.

Finishing dinner off with wine, we moved to the living 
room and danced to the soft music I had already started 
for the evening. Andy held me tight as we danced moving 
his hands lower and lowed to my butt as he pulled 
gently and played with my cheeks. I did the same and 
felt his muscular cheeks and back. 

I could now feel the wetness seeping between my legs 
and Andy’s black rod standing up tall and proud as it 
gently rested against my tummy telling me that my young 
black stud was ready to get into some more serious 
activities. I knew that he was having some very erotic 
thoughts of me as I was of him as well. 

I took his hand and slowly walked into the bedroom as 
he closely followed, and I turned and put my arms 
around his neck and pulled his head close to mine as I 
looked into his eyes and with a shy smile asked if he 
was ready to unwrap his present. To this he kissed me 
deeply and moved his hands to unzip my dress and I let 
it slide to the floor revealing my red sheer half-cup 
bra pushing my nice firm white breast up for his eager 
eyes. 

He trailed kissed down to my breast as he unhooked my 
bra freeing my breast with their firm brown nipples 
which he took into his mouth as a baby would licking, 
and suckling them. I could see the beads of sweat 
breaking out on his forehead as he worked his hands 
down around the elastic in my red lacy panties as he 
unwrapped his "white rose" which was wet with dew 
nestled in a bed of dark curly grassy moss. 

He fell to his knees as he eagerly parted the white 
petals and suckled the flower now being pushed into his 
black face. He circled my clit with his tongue as he 
licked up and down my now open petals that were 
dripping with dew. He licked and suckled the juice like 
a little boy would a sucker. I was now so horny for my 
black stud to thrust into my hot warm bed, to spill his 
seeds.

As Andy moved to his feet, I started frantically 
unbuttoning his shirt revealing his black chest covered 
with curly black manly hair. I kissed my way down to 
his man nipples and suckled as I unbuckled his pants. 
As they dropped to the floor, I hastily pulled his 
shorts down to reveal his black rod standing there for 
me to admire and inspect. 

It was so erotic and beautiful, I almost had a 
spontaneous orgasm as I took it into my hand and looked 
at the end that was now covered in a clear juice freely 
seeping from the slit. I kissed and tasted and took it 
into my mouth as Andy moaned and pushed to me, slowing 
moving back and forth with a deep vibrating sound 
emerging from his throat. I knew that Andy was more 
than ready for this anxious white woman. 

I stood and pulled Andy into bed with me. We went into 
each other’s arms as we kissed deeply, both moaning and 
pushing against each other. I felt Andy’s manhood start 
to push against my white rose petals as I opened my 
legs and offered myself to be entered by my black stud 
seeking to plant his black seed into a white man’s 
flower bed. 

I felt him enter and hesitate then thrust deep as he 
moved his hands to my bottom to pull me tight against 
his black sweaty body as he slowly started to thrust 
and thrust as I wiggled with delight beneath my black 
lover, knowing that I was tasting of forbidden fruit - 
that of a black man in bed with a white married woman. 
I was now in a state of perpetual ecstasy as Andy 
continuously pounds his black manhood into my white 
womanhood slapping his black balls full of his seed 
against my bottom. 

Wave after wave of pure sexual pleasure was now moving 
over my entire body as I felt Andy suddenly thrust hard 
and deep, then the throbbing of his black cock as his 
seed started spewing from his black balls deep into my 
waiting womb. Andy now let out a deep grunt as he 
pushed hard and held me tight, pushing hard to assure 
all his seed would be planted into my waiting white 
womb. 

I shuddered and shook with delight, then went stiff as 
I finished the greatest orgasm I had ever experienced, 
then I fell limp with exhaustion and lay there with my 
eyes closed enjoying the moment as Andy lay on top as 
his balls drained their final drop into his newly found 
love. We both lay there in each other’s arms without 
saying anything knowing that we were both well pleased 
with our first date and how well we complimented each 
other. 

I knew that the symbolic white and black rose had just 
become one, as we completed our animalistic ritual 
which ended in the female offering herself to the male 
for breeding. Yes I was a real old bitch accepting this 
young black stud dog as he sought relief for his sex 
drive. Yes young guys are always eager to breed a 
bitch. I was now a young black stud dog’s bitch. 

The next morning when I awoke, I had to pinch myself to 
be sure I was not dreaming as I looked over and saw 
Andy sound asleep where Stan would normally be. I 
looked at my beautiful young black stud and realized 
that it was not a dream that I really had a lover who 
had pleased me well last night. He had opened up a new 
chapter in my life and awakened a need for something 
that I had not realized that I needed before. 

I saw his nice manhood lying there limp as if it were 
tired and well exercised. I knew that this white wife 
had done that to him and that I had made him sleep like 
a child. I admired my handsome black stud for a while 
then decided to put on a robe and go to the kitchen and 
cook him a big breakfast – after all he would need his 
strength again very soon.

Ham, grits and eggs should make any black southern 
young man happy, so that was on the menu as I cooked 
breakfast then went to the bedroom and gently kissed my 
new lovers lips. He opened his eyes, and smiled and 
remarked that he had never had such a nice evening and 
had never rested so well. I leaned over and kissed him 
again and informed him that I had him some breakfast 
ready to restore his strength. He laughed and replied, 
"Yep, I think I am going to need it."

After Andy left the next day, Jan come over and started 
asking me to tell her all about it and I did. She asked 
if I was using any protection or if he used anything. I 
told her no.

"OH, damn, Molly," Jan said. "What are you going to do 
if a little black baby grows in there?"

"I know. I was stupid. I was so horny and anxious to 
have him, I never thought of anything like that. I went 
off the pill when Stan left never thinking ………………I am 
not going to do it again without protection. I am going 
on the pill right away and hope that I am not already 
pregnant." It was a relief when I started my period 
three weeks later.

Andy and I continued to see each other most Saturday 
nights till Stan came home, then we managed to get 
together now and then. I actually think I fell in love 
with Andy as I miss him so much now that he decided to 
move back home and go to college near his girlfriend. I 
don’t know why, but my black stud was the most 
wonderful sex I ever had. 

Sometimes as Stan and I have sex, I think that it is 
Andy and it gives me a great orgasm. Stan has noticed 
my sexual improvement but he has no idea why. 

END

Kisses to all who read my story. I am Molly, the 
married white woman.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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