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Janes Addictions

Janes Addictions

by johnno1977
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Joey had just returned home after a long day at the office. His wife Jane heard the deep rumbling from his SUV parking in the garage that adjoined the couple's house. The vehicle became silent, moments later he strode briskly into the inviting warmth of their living room, heated by a fiercely burning wood stove. The couple briefly met eyes, Jane managed a smile momentarily, albeit with pursed lips before returning her gaze to the floor.

An accomplished man, he had built a large financial services business from the ground up, having established the firm soon after graduating university, it had since grown to employ over 400 staff across 5 offices. The rewards of his hard work and long hours afforded the couple a lavish lifestyle, a large house in a good suburb, prestige cars, a live in housekeeper and frequent overseas travel.

He went straight to the bar that was built into a corner of the living room. "Get you a drink luv?" She shook her head, again managing to feign a weak smile for her husband. He quickly poured himself a Scotch over ice, his usual drink, then joined his attractive wife on their large leather upholstered sofa. Jane had only just finished her shower, she wore a thick white bathrobe, tied firmly at the front. He leaned over and kissed her, she was almost passive to him.

His wife was blessed with a natural, 'girl next door' look, a round face with full cheeks, skin pale and free from blemish, unusually long naturally blonde hair draped down her back. She still looked quite youthful at 37 years of age. Her body was gloriously curvy, wide hips and large buttocks, with a slender waist below plump, natural breasts, at 5 foot 8 she was almost as tall as her husband.

Joey looked at her with desire in his eyes, his mood was upbeat. Earlier that day his firm had won a lucrative government contract, he was hopeful that his day might get even better. He was 15 years her senior, but looked much older. His face was heavily creased, what remained of his hair was mostly grey and had marched well back from his forehead with a bald patch at the back, his roughly groomed full beard was also mostly grey. Middle-aged spread had set in, his only exercise was the occasional game of golf, rich food and heavy drinking had taken their toll on his body. He wore a cheap off the rack business suit and generic style glasses, his look not reflecting his considerable wealth, Joey didn't consider his appearance to be an important part of his success. After taking off his jacket and loosening his tie, he went to put his arm around her but she withdrew from him. Jane had remained almost silent during the short period since he arrived, her usual warmth and bubbly conversation were absent, he knew something was amiss.

"There's something we need to talk about hun." Jane advised, a serious tone to her voice, she avoided looking him in the eye, still keeping her gaze to the floor.

"So what's on your mind luv?" Joey was now concerned, he took a big sip from his whiskey followed by a deep breath.

"We don't keep secrets right Joe?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way" He replied.

"Well ok then. I'm not sure how how you'll take this, so here goes hun. What I have to tell you is.....I'm going to have a date with another man Joe." Her husband froze in horror, his eyes bulging, mouth gaping, he stared at her, his stony-faced wife didn't flinch, she now looked him in the eye.

"What the fuck? Seriously Jane? Who is he?" He downed the rest of the Scotch before slamming his glass onto the table.

"Don't worry it's nobody you know!" She quickly retorted, a little annoyed that his first concern seemed to be identifying the man involved. "His name is Jamie, he's a big black man, and we're gonna have sex Saturday night!" She added, a little forcefully. I want this hun, just once, that's all." Joey was blindsided, her words cut deep, not only was she going to break her marriage vows, she was planning to do so with a well-hung black man. Joey's reddening face betrayed his seething anger, his eyes bulged, his teeth gritted.

"What the absolute fuck Jane! I can't believe you'd actually do this to me! Sure as hell didn't see it coming, ya had me fooled all these years!" The proud man hyperventilated, feeling his world crashing down around him.

"It's not about you hun, it's just I want... no, I need more. She tried to explain, hoping she could get through to him without needing to go into details. Jane looked up at him again. "I really want this," She boldly repeated. "please be ok with it."

"Well I'm not ok with it! What about us Jane, what about the 17 years of marriage? It's not right, after all these years this is how you repay me? You're just going to FUCK another man? I just... I don't get it, why you would do this?" He raged, angrily spitting his words at her.

"Why Jane?"

"All right! You really wanna know why Joe?" She paused, her husband was silent. "Cos I want to have a BIG man inside me, just for once in my life! Do you know what I'm talking about Joe?" She said, conspicuously flicking her gaze down to his groin. Her husband was wrecked by her words, he slumped forward gob-smacked. Joey's cock was small, even compared with average men, deep down he knew this to be true, as a teenager he had caught sight of other boys while showering in the change rooms after swimming lessons, it was plainly obvious he didn't measure up.

,He slowly shook his head in silence, trying to remain calm despite his simmering anger. "I'll still love you, that's not going to change." She added.

A pregnant pause passed. He stood up and stepped to the bar again, poured himself another generous Scotch and threw it back, barely tasting the top shelf liquor. He quickly poured one more. "Slut!" he yelled at the top of his voice as he exited the room, door slamming behind him. The humiliation of what she said burned, he needed to be far away from her, for Joey the situation was surreal, part of him was frothing with anger at what she was planning, the other part of him still refused to believe she could do such a thing.

A short time latter she heard a car arriving in their driveway, followed by her husbands footsteps upon the floorboards in the hallway, the sounds of his glass shattering before the front door slammed. She discreetly peeked though the curtains to see Joey get into a taxi, a couple of minutes latter her phone chimed, he had messaged her - 'Going for a drink with Bob'. Jane steeled herself, trying not to be affected by his angry response, she selected a bottle of Pinot Noir from their wine collection and settled in for a night of solo Netflix.

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The following morning Jane woke late, finding herself alone. She lazily rose from bed, used the toilet before making her way to the kitchen. Her husband had chosen to sleep in one of the spare rooms, the rasping sound of his loud snoring penetrated the closed bedroom door, a sure sign that he had drank heavily the night befor. She checked her messages while waiting for the coffee machine, a lunch invite from her friend Liz! Perfect timing she happily thought, providing an excuse to avoid Joey when he finally woke. After finishing her coffee Jane showered and dressed for her lunch date.

LUNCH WITH LIZ

"So, we uh, had our little talk last night." Jane confided to her friend, The two women were finishing their meal at Enzo's, an up-market, Italian restaurant. The two women had already made a good dent in their second bottle of Sauvignon Blanc. Liz looked up from her remnants of her Caesar salad, her interest piqued.

Like Jane, Liz enjoyed the fruits of her husband's business success, she was accustomed to the privileges that wealth brought. An elegant woman, her body slender and lithe, starkly out of proportion with her plump surgically enhanced breasts, ostentatiously on show in a tight low cut top, draped with her long dark hair, her face smooth from regular Botox treatments, lips and checks boosted with injectables. "So... how did he take it?" Liz asked, leaning towards Jane, hungry for details.

"Not great I'm afraid, lot's of yelling, door slamming, breaking stuff. I got called a slut, his usual angry drama but on steroids. Then he went out with one of his friends and got drunk, very drunk I think. Haven't spoken to him since, he was still sleeping it off when I left the house."

"I'm not surprised." Liz lamented. "I can't fathom why you would actually tell him about it, that's what motel rooms are for."

"It would feel like I was lying if I went behind his back, I don't know if I want go through with it anyway, seeing how he reacted last night." Jane admitted, she tended to wear her heart on her sleeve, her disappointment plainly apparent. Liz sighed, she reached for her small black leather clutch, from it she produced a pack of Marlboros and a silver lighter.

"That's a shame." Liz replied blankly, she lit a cigarette, taking a big first puff. She pushed the pack across the table towards her friend.

"Liz? You can't do that in here." Jane looked worryingly at her friend. A young Asian waiter entered the rear dinning room that the two women had to themselves. He smiled, nodding to Liz as he readied the empty tables for evening service. "Relax, it's ok, I'm a very good tipper, as such they allow me the indulgence of smoking a cigarette after my meal without needing to exile to the street like a homeless person." Liz explained before exhaling another big plume, as if to demonstrate her privilege to befoul the air. She wore a smug smile on her narrow face, she carefully tapped ash into her leftover salad, her gaze returned to Jane.

"Jamie's just incredible." Liz said, misty breath escaping from her painted red lips as she spoke. "His body is huge. Dark, ripped and covered in muscle, he's at the gym several times a week, and the natural wonder hanging between his legs, lets just say it's more than adequate. And the best part is he keeps going, as long as you want. I hardly walk properly after he's done with me, pretty sure Dave's figured it out by now, all those days when I hardly move from the couch." Jane looked back at her friend with wide eyes, titillated by her description of Jamie, she imagined the man's big cock pushing into her friend's skinny body.

"And he's ok with that? Another man having sex his wife?" Jane enquired.

"I guess so, we don't talk about it, just as we don't talk about the whores he screws with his pale skinny dick. Six inches for six minutes, that's about all he's good for!" Another blast of smoke shot from her small, pretty mouth.

"Mmmn, Joey's no porn star either." Jane lamented. She held up her hand, thumb and index finger apart to demonstrate her husband's length.

"What about when he get's hard? She asked.

"That IS when he's hard." Jane replied, frowning. Liz was aghast, shaking her head in sympathy. "And I'm lucky if I get two minutes out him!" She added.

"Wow, that's not much to work with, You poor thing Jane, have you ever, uh, actually had an orgasm?" Liz asked candidly, leaning over the table to talk in whisper, she waited in vein for a response. "You married him pretty young didn't you?" Liz changed tac, to avoid the silence becoming awkward. Jane nodded. The elegant woman sat back in her seat before taking another puff from her cigarette, the white filter now brightly stained with her crimson lipstick

"Just before I turned 21." She responded glumly as she picked at the remnants of the Carbonara she had ordered for lunch. Liz caught the young Asian waiter discreetly spying on her.

"Mmmn, an admirer!" She exclaimed, her attention turned to the man, sufficiently loosened by alcohol Liz conspicuously smiled back, she took in another lungful and blew him a flirtatious kiss with a teasing puff of smoke. A warm smile appeared on the young man's face, he stared at her then reached down and stroked the noticeable bulge that had appeared in the front of his pants. "Look at the poor thing, he's probably tiny, Asians are the smallest men, no use at all I'm afraid."

Jane glanced over at the waiter who was enjoying watching her friend smoke. "I still love Joey, in spite of his uh, shortcomings." Liz giggled at the double entendre. "He's a good guy, I don't want to loose him." She added.

"Of course you still love him, he won't leave, he'll get over it soon enough. What's he going to do? Ask for a divorce, kiss half his assets goodbye?" The two women laughed, however in Jane's mind her friend had already lost her husband some years ago, the couple seemed to stay together out of convenience, she didn't want this for her and Joey.

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"You're right, he will. I'm going to do it, and I'm having one of your cigarettes!" Jane said, helping herself to her friend's pack, Liz watched her light up and draw in a good lungful, a smile returned to her warm, honest face. Jane glanced at the waiter, catching the man with his eyes now upon her. "I deserve a night with Jamie." She said assertively, tipping back her head and sending a big plume of smoke towards the ceiling. "Giving up my career to have his child, putting up with his shit for so long. The golf trips with his boring friends and their stuck up wives, the dinner parties with his obnoxious clients, and that god-awful SUV monstrosity he insists on driving and, yeah, to top it off he's shit in bed." Liz nodded in response to her friend.

"Large car, small man." Liz recited the clichΓ©. "The big guy drives a terrible old clunker, make sure he doesn't park too close to your house, if that's still where you're planning to meet." She took a final puff and dropped her cigarette butt into her salad bowl.

"Yeah, I'm still going to see him at home, me and Joey don't keep secrets."

THREE DAYS TO GO

Joey languished in his home office, he had mostly been working from home in recent days, not being in a good state of mind to face work colleagues, he tried to stay busy to stop his mind from churning over what he feared was coming in just a few days. Jane knocked before entering his office. "You feel like some lunch hun? Was thinking of ordering from Menulog?" She was trying to assume an air of normality, hoping that he might have accepted what was happening.

Joey looked up from his computer screen. "No thanks, seem to have lost my appetite lately." He responded curtly, his passive aggressive undertone obvious, he was barely able look at her, quickly returning his attention to the computer screen. Jane sighed, she silently left him, not wanting to 'poke the bear' and risk having to listen to another round of begging her to not see Jamie. She had wanted to eat with her husband, instead she messaged Liz who was available to join her for lunch. Soon after he heard his wife's car leaving, he dropped the facade, the proud, confident man slumped forward in his chair weeping, his face in his hands, the reality of the situation was beginning to hit home, she was really going to do it. Part of him wanted to leave her, but his lawyer warned a divorce settlement could risk losing control of his business, and deep down he did still love his wife, in some kind of way.

THE DAY ARRIVES

Jane had risen from bed and joined her husband who was already having coffee in the kitchen, it was unusual for him not to sleep in on the weekend. "Please love, cancel Jamie, we can forget the whole thing..."

"I already told you Joe, I'm not going to do that!" She cut him off abruptly with a stern, commanding voice, tired of having to listen to him pleading for her to call off her date.

"Please Jane, just don't!" She sighed, picking up her phone, wanting to put a stop to his pleading once and for all, she made the call her husband had been dreading. "Hello Jamie, it's Jane again, Liz's friend." She looked back at Joey, seeing the furrows forming on his forehead, anger brewing. "Just calling to make sure you're still available tonight, is 8pm ok?" Joey's simmering boiled over, he swung around and punched the wall smashing a large hole.

"Dirty fuckin slut!" He yelled while stomping out of the room.

"Yeah sure, eight tonight, no problem! Just text me the address beautiful, see you soon!" Jamie hung up, ending the conversation quickly as he was nursing a raging headache stemming from the drugs and alcohol he had consumed the previous night, her call had woken him much too early. He took a couple of pain killers together with some bong hits to provide relief. He prepared a simple meal, microwaved eggs and instant coffee.

THE EVENING

After stopping to top up the oil in his dilapidated car Jamie arrived, a few minutes after the agreed time. He parked on the street, two house away as requested in her text. The couple's house was situated in an affluent leafy suburb, it was large, faux Edwardian in it's styling. Jamie took in his pleasant surrounds, mature trees and pruned shrubbery were scattered amongst manicured lawns, the sprawling grounds obviously maintained by hired help. He approached the wide, period look front door of the impressive home.

The doorbell rang, Jane quickly made her way to the entrance. She paused for a moment, anticipating the delights that awaited her, just like a child about to unwrap a birthday gift. She swung the door open. Before her stood a huge 7 and half foot black man, he looked considerably younger than her. "Jamie!" She said breathlessly, her mouth hung open, her eyes wide, she scanned up and down his heavy, towering body. He was dark, very dark, Liz had described him but it hadn't prepared her for finally meeting the big man, her Bull for the evening. His clothes were cheap and unimpressive, however his Kmart ensemble mattered little, her eyes were drawn to the prominent bulge that ran down the left leg of his gym pants.

"Hey Jane." He replied after looking up and down her robe-clad body. Quickly she ushered him through the front entrance door, wanting to avoid passers by catching sight of her special visitor. She grasped his hand, silently leading the large man through the house, as agreed she took $200 cash from her purse and handed it to him, Jamie quickly slid the money deep into his pocket.

Joey waited in the bedroom, his heart sunk as he heard their guest's heavy foot steps on the floorboards, Jane led her Bull into the room, her husband noticed the size of his hand that she was still holding, like a teenage schoolgirl with her boyfriend. "Where's the shitter? Gotta pee." Jamie crudely demanded, impatience in his deep voice. Jane pointed towards the doorway to the en suite bathroom that led off from their large bedroom, Jane took a seat at the end of the king-size bed.

Jamie entered the bathroom and hastily removed his trainers and dropped his gym pants, kicking them through the door he had not bothered to close. "Ohhh yeah!" He uttered in a low voice, groaning softly, delighted bliss as his cock was finally able to expel the waste he had struggled to hold during the cross-town drive. Jane and her husband were serenaded by the sounds of his heavy stream splashing into the toilet like an open tap. Jane was excited by what it suggested about his size, but Joey was saddened, his enlarged prostate now caused him to dribble and drip when he peed. Their guest's flow subsided, he contracted his muscles to send the last of it splashing loudly into the bowl.

After relieving himself the big man casually emerged from the bathroom, naked from waist down, unashamed and comfortable showing off his sizable manhood. Leftover piss dripped from the tip his dark foreskin, the thick 11 inch member hung heavily over his sack. Jane gasped. "Oh my god, Jamie!" She exclaimed softly, eyes wide.

"Yeah, I know right!" The big man chuckled, smiling widely at the woman he was about to fuck. Joey was horrified.

Liz hadn't exaggerated, even flaccid, his girth was greater than her wrists, the foreskin bunched up around the bulbous head, it looked like a giant worm, surrounded by patchy, dirty looking pubic hair stubble. He turned around slowly, giving the couple a look at his sculpted, muscular buttocks, he spread his legs so they got a view of his leathery dark sack that held balls the size of plumbs. Well defined quads and calve muscles bulged from his long legs.

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