Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep3

"Mom!" I said exasperated, still torn in different directions. In one respect I was horrified that my mother would cheat on Dad; in another, my head was swimming with vivid fantasies of how it would look and feel to give in to Jake. I could faintly smell how wet my panties were getting.

"What? I'm just saying that years from now you sure don't want to regret that you've never taken a chocolate drive shaft for a ride," Mom continued. Knowing she had my attention again, she returned to her chair.

"I'm married," I reminded my mother.

"I know, and I sure wouldn't say this if Emery was satisfying you sexually," Mom continued. "But he isn't, and he hasn't been doing his job for a long time. It's obvious to anyone who loves you that you're not happy, and there's no reason why you can't be happy once in a while."

"You're suggesting I cheat on my husband?" I demanded hotly.

"I guess I am," she nodded placidly, before adding, "But I would argue it's not actually cheating."

"How so?" I asked. Mom was full of surprises today.

"If the cock under discussion is bigger than your husband's, it isn't cheating," she explained.

"That's ludicrous," I said.

"Not really. Emery can't possibly give you what you need, although the way he's been ignoring you, he likely wouldn't even do that if he had it to give," Mom pointed out.

"I don't think I could do it," I said, the conversation suddenly sobering me up.

"Why not? He doesn't satisfy you. If he were doing his job, you wouldn't be fantasizing about Jake," she said.

"Who said I fantasize about Jake?" I prevaricated.

"Am I wrong?" Mom asked, knowing me too well.

"I didn't say that," I smiled playfully.

what you're always going to wonder about," Mom smiled

"What's that?" I obliged.

go black you never go back' is true?" Mom answered with

black guys in the past and now you don't," I pointed

words. A picture leapt into my head of smiling

do?" I asked, the answer

one sick of being ignored by your

questioned, again the

"Nope," Mom said.

"Really?"

bigger than your

to learn that my mom used to get fucked by a ten inch black cock, but it

judge me," she said, although not as a request, but in the stern motherly way that told me that I was the one in the

said, even though I obviously

"We have needs. When they're not met,

cheating,"

000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

countered, an argument that sounded absurd at first, but after years of playing

obligations being shirked for money. In a very real sense he was spending almost all of his time whoring, as if his life was all about money and not me. Mom kept going,

he was," I said, even though he

than you know yourself," Mom

a little wet," I

Mom scolded. "Your

I walked funny," I admitted, exasperated at both the conversation and at her always being

are dripping wet right now, just talking

damp down below. "Okay, they aren't completely dry," I sighed. "I'm not saying you should rush into his classroom and fuck him at school," she said. "But you need to consider some possibilities. He's an attractive and personable man showing you the interest your husband isn't. He's also a black

lecture me so bluntly and using

said, again true... I loved dirty talk, something Emery was not

I didn't want to be made love to, I wanted to be fucked, shafted, pounded. I loved shifting my persona from prim and proper teacher to submissive slut. I had thought Emery understood that, he sure liked it when we were younger, but although the stereotype is that after the marriage a woman's sex drive fades, in my relationship it