I got a raise at my job the other day and the timing couldn't be any better. I need all the money I can get. I just found out that I was pregnant about two months ago, and as soon as the baby's born, my husbands going to divorce me.
How do I know he's going to leave me? The instant he sees my precious baby's skin, he's going to realize his sweet and faithful bride has been cheating on him. I've previewed the scene in my head about a hundred times now. My husband, Mark, isn't the most tolerant or politically correct type of man and he's going to throw a fit.
My name is Jessica, and I am a former beauty queen from a small town in Georgia. I work as a secretary at local law firm downtown. My job allows me to dress sexy everyday to work, and I always wear a skirt to show off my smoking hot figure. I also have big perky natural tits that draw a lot of attention. I just turned 25 years old and I have been married for about 3 years now. Lately sex with my husband has gone down hill, and I am horny all the time.
This whole thing started when I saw Jim about three months ago working at the local fast food restaurant near my work. I eat there about two or three times a week because its one of the few places to go, close by my job. Because of my southern upbringing, black men have always been a bit of a taboo with me. I've always had this fantasy about wild animalistic fucking with a tall, very dark skinned, super hung soul brother. The first time I saw Jim wielding his mop, I knew he was my fantasy lover.
My pussy started tingling and got real hot as I watched him work. His pants were tight and he had the most enormous mouth watering bulge. I've been eying Jim for about a month now. I never had the courage to say anything to him. I usually would just give him a smile as he walked by.
To attract his attention, I 'accidentally' spilled my cup of soda on the floor. He came over to clean up the mess I just made. I told him I was so sorry and he said it was no big deal. When he bent down to pick up my cup, I spread my legs open and flashed him a peek of my wet panties. He looked up and gave me a smile, and I smiled back. When he stood back up, I could tell that he liked what he had seen by the, now bigger bulge in his pants. Jim sat down next to me and we talked for about a half hour before he said he had to get back to work. We made a date to finish our conversation when he got off his shift at 6pm.
I was so excited when I got back to work, my panties were drenched. All I could think about was my date with Jim. I told my husband that I was going to an aerobics class after work. He said that was fine and that he wouldn't be home until 8pm anyway. When work was finally over I rushed home to get ready for my date. I put on the most whorish dress that I owned.
