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Louis rang the doorbell and waited before he went in. He wasn’t supposed to, Jerry had told him. ‘Just walk on into the house.’ But no way was he going to do that. This was an all white neighborhood, and he was a black man. What if the computer program Jerry raved about hadn’t worked?
There was no answer to his ring. Feeling nervous but hopeful, Louis pushed open the door. ‘Mrs. Weston?’ he called out. ‘It’s Louis Field. Your husband Jerry asked me to come by…?’
Getting no response, Louis stepped in and closed the front door behind him. He was in the foyer of the large house.
The computer was in the den, off to right of the living room, Jerry had told him. Louis wiped his feet on the throw rug before going in, conscious of the plush, nearly white carpeting. It looked like it had never been stepped on before.
The door to the den was open–a light guided him inside. He could hear a buzzing sound that he’d been told to expect, coming from the computer.
Mrs. Weston, Jerry’s wife, was seated at the computer desk, which faced the back wall. He could see only her head and shoulders over the top of the computer chair, but it appeared that the tiny blonde, whom Louis had met only one time at a cookout, was naked.
‘Mrs. Weston…’ he said, approaching. She did not turn or acknowledge him.
He came around the side of the chair, where she could not help but catch him in her peripheral vision. Still there was no reaction. She was staring straight ahead, a vacant look on her face. She seemed totally absorbed by the flickering image of a red bouncing ball on the computer screen.
Sharon Weston was indeed naked, he now saw.
At only 5’2′ and about a hundred ten pounds, she was the most beautiful white lady Louis had ever seen. She had delicate facial features–a perpetual smile, a pert, upturned nose, big blue innocent eyes. Of course her flowing long hair was perfectly brushed, and looked soft as down. If not for her generous bosom and big pink nipples, he would have thought her too young to be his co-worker’s wife.
The lady’s arms were resting in her lap.
Still apprehensive, he decided to test what he’d been told about her state of mind. He took hold of her left wrist, gently, and brought her manicured hand to his crotch, pressing it against the bulge that was quickly rising in his work pants.
Without looking up or changing her expression, the lady started to caress him through his jeans.
Jesus, he thought.
There was a phone on the desk. Not taking his eyes from the luscious blonde, Louis picked up the receiver and dialed a number.
‘Yeah, I’m here. She’s sitting here just like you said.’
While he listened to the response, he used his free hand to pull his zipper down, giving Sharon full access to his member. She took it in hand, and he stifled a moan.
‘–Yeah, a deal’s a deal,’ he said into the receiver. ‘I’ll make the call right now.’
Louis hung up the phone long enough to break the connection. Then he placed a second call. ‘Yeah, hon. It’s me. I’m working late–‘
‘–No, don’t worry about dinner, but look. A friend’s coming by–
‘–Yeah, you remember Jerry, from the company cookout? Skinny white guy? Anyway, he’s coming over to use the computer. Let him in, all right? He needs to check out a program–
‘–Yeah, and hon? Keep an eye on him, okay? I don’t want him getting into our e-mail or anything.’
Louis put down the phone, relieved that he was finally able to concentrate on what was happening right here and now. Sharon Weston had encircled his thick black cock with her tiny hand. She was jerking him vigorously, all the while staring straight ahead, and it felt fine.
He bent forward to take charge of her tits.
This was gonna be fuckin’ great.
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