Readers!
Part I of the story provides depth, focus and perspective to Part II. If read, it will make Part II more meaningful, but Part I can be still enjoyed on its own with a little background information. If you choose to read it without reading Part I. I will provide some perspective to make it easier to follow.
Part I of this story describes a woman's great frustration with her married life. She and her husband were pushed into marriage by their parents, who were lifetime friends. It was a marriage that neither one of them wanted nor enjoyed. They never loved each other. In addition, she discovered that he had an extremely small penis which exacerbated a problem of severe premature ejaculation, and in addition, he also liked men as much as she did. This presented insurmountable problems for them.
She suffered through three years of his halfhearted attempts at sex, but he was never actually able to penetrate her. While he knew that the marriage was a disaster, he did not want to be divorced and face the scathing disapproval which he expected that he would receive from his parents, so he begged her to continue the sham of a marriage.
Her difficulties of sexual intercourse with him, stemmed from the size of her bottom. Successful vaginal penetration for her, required someone with at least a four-inch penis. Unfortunately, her husband was only half that size when erect, and so, she was forced to satisfy herself with her fingers and a Hitachi wand, preferring not to penetrate herself with a dildo. This resulted in her actually remaining a virgin throughout the first three years of her marriage.
She didn't sex with other men, not because she didn't want to, but because her thick build and rambunctious bottom were not appealing to most of the men in her social circle. They were intimidated and felt insecure in being able to handle it. According to a comment from one of them, they felt that,
"Fucking her would be too much like work."
Three years into their marriage, she traveled to a conference where she met a black colleague, Andy Brown, who made it clear that he was enamored with her big bottom. Liberated by being away from her friends and family, dissatisfied by her difficulty in finding a partner within her ethnic group, and being in an environment where nobody knew her, she decided, that if Andy wanted her, she would let him have her, and she did.
The experience changed her life.
As weird as it may sound, after three years of marriage, Andy actually took her virginity. On returning home, flooded with the euphoria of her first wonderful sexually penetrative experience, she remembered that although he had given her his phone number, she had not given him hers. She called him, but he did not answer his phone, so she left a voice mail message but omitted including her phone number, assuming that his phone would record it.
Unfortunately, the phone line that she called was an analog land line and did not record the phone numbers of callers, so he was unable to return the call. She awaited his return call but never got one. He hoped that she would call again, but she didn't, assuming that he was no longer interested, because he had already had sex with her.
She became quite depressed and withdrew from her friends and family. Feeling lonely, she enrolled in a gym and there she met and allowed herself to be seduced by Sophie, a female fellow gym mate. They developed a close and intense sexual relationship but agreed that they would still continue seeing others if they so chose. Sophie continued to have male lovers, but she decided not to.
After two years of not seeing nor talking to Andy, she recognized him while attending another conference and avoided talking to him. He cornered her one day and after listening to her vitriolic response, he convinced her to at least hear him out. He painstakingly explained what had occurred, and she learned that not only was he was still very interested in being with her but had been trying to find her for a very long time.
Elatedly, they made up and rekindled their relationship. Without hesitation, she allowed him to once more transport her to the realms of unmitigated ecstasy!
Part II continues the story.
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PART II
The day after their reunion, he left the conference just as he had told her he would. This time, she made sure that she had his office, home, and cell phone numbers. He too, was not risking being unable to contact her again, so he got her cell phone and work number and told her that he wouldn't call her cell phone in case she was at home but would text her if he needed to reach her. He would never call on her home phone, but she was at liberty to call him anytime on any of his numbers.
Her love and respect for him grew, as she realized that, despite the nature of her marriage, he was doing everything he could to make sure that her husband, Murray was not disrespected.
Myra still had one more day at the conference, so after that glorious night shared with Andy, she woke up early enough to take a shower and get some breakfast. She discovered that her pussy was still a little sore, and she had several bite marks on her left breast, her chest, her ass, and on the insides of her thighs! She smiled, thinking that Andy was making his presence known even though he was not there in person. It made her happy to know that he had left his marks all over her, and that he was sort of re-staking his claim.
She showered, dressed, applied her make -up and went down to the restaurant. One of the women who had been sitting with her for the past few days, told her that he was looking radiant and whispered,
I guessed that you had a great night last night!"
"Sure did," Myra grinned.
"Where is Andy, this morning," her nosy friend probed.
"I don't know," responded Myra. "I believe that he told us yesterday that he was leaving, so I guess that he is gone."
She looked at Myra, suspecting that she knew more about Andy's whereabouts than she was letting on, but Myra maintained a stoic countenance and divulged nothing. The fact that Andy had fucked her into oblivion was no one else's business but theirs.
"He is one fine looking black man," the woman said. "I was looking for him at the reception last night, because I was ready to give him some if he was amenable."
Myra smiled, knowing that she and Andy had not only been to bed early, but together!
After eating, Myra excused herself and went to the sessions. When the conference ended, she returned to her room to prepare to leave the following day. She completed her packing and still feeling a tad tired, lay down and dozed off. Her cell phone rang about 7:00 pm. Groggily she groped for it.
Andy's name appeared on the screen. She picked it up and croaked,
"Hi Sweetheart, where are you?" "I'm home," he responded, "I was calling to let you know that I made it back safely." "Thanks for calling, "I'll be leaving tomorrow." Myra said.
"Call me when you get in." He requested.
"I will." She answered.
"Get some sleep too, sweet stuff," he said, "you sound all worn out."
"You should know why," she chuckled, "you were the one who wore me out!" "Moi?" he squeaked, using his Ms. Piggy voice.
"She laughed and said, "Yes, "moi," moi and that delicious, big dick of yours!"
"Well, I guess, I'll have to keep it to myself in future."
