**In previous chapter, Vaughn fucked his married white co-worker, Janet, thoroughly.
Chap. 1
The following Monday morning, Janet's husband, Steve had come home from his inpatient detox stay for heroin. He immediately tore into her about not coming to visit him over the weekend and refusing to sign him out early. Janet, having had the shit fucked out of her for the majority of the weekend by her big-dicked Black co-worker, listened to his childish diatribe then calmly told him that their marriage wasn't working out the way she had envisioned and that she thought they might want to spend some time apart! Vaughn's dick had seemingly opened up more than her pussy!
Steve's mouth fell open as Janet then got up off the couch, brushed past him, and went into the rear of the apartment to the bedroom to finish getting dressed for work. She was looking forward to seeing Vaughn, today. After finishing work on Saturday, she had went home and gotten herself some sleep. She woke up at 11 p.m. that night feeling extremely horny. Steve had apparently left sometime during the evening. She had risked embarrassing herself and called Vaughn. He was awake and invited her over. She had let him fuck her damn near all night! She could not get enough of his big, Black dick stretching and pounding her accommodating pussy!
Janet finished dressing and exited the bedroom. Steve was sitting in the living room. His eyes flashed toward her hoping to see that her disposition had changed. It hadn't.
"Steve, look, our marriage seems to be hitting the skids because you've decided that instead of being a responsible husband you'd rather lay your ass around the house while I work myself into a frenzy. I will not tolerate that shit in my husband! If you want to throw your life away and our marriage by continuing to shoot heroin, I have to leave! I'm going to work and by the time I get back, you had better made up your mind about what you want to do with yourself! If you want to sit on your ass all day and get high, please don't be here when I return!" Janet said evenly yet forcefully. Over the weekend, she had come to the conclusion that she was no longer interested in taking care of a grown man. That's not why she had gotten married! She realized that there were better experiences out in the world...and better dick!
Steve was speechless as she turned and walked out of their apartment, slamming the door behind her. He swore she had called him a 'little dicked motherfucker' just before closing the door.
Chap. 2
Erica, Janet's shapely blonde co-worker, arrived at work a bit early on Monday morning. As she exited her car, she noticed that Vaughn and Janet's car were in the parking lot. It was 7:50a.m. She walked into the building and walked to the administration office, looking for her friend, Janet. She was not there. Erica decided to walk towards the residential part of the building to find Janet before their shift started. She walked on the boy's side and the girl's side. Giving up, she returned the administration office and started her shift.
Janet walked in the office around 8:30 a.m. Her eyes were slightly glassy and her lipstick was smeared. Erica took one look at her and thought her friend was stoned! She quickly walked up to her and asked her to come into the back with her. Janet agreed, while walking on wobbly legs. Once they were out of earshot of the other employees, Erica inquired as to why she looked the way she did. Janet stated that she had not slept well over the weekend. The way she averted her eyes caused Erica to believe that she was lying, but she didn't push the subject. She asked how Steve was. Janet hadn't told her about Steve's latest overdose. Janet answered that she would answer that question later. Erica suggested that her friend go to the bathroom and get herself together.
Erica walked back into the administration office and noticed that Vaughn had entered the office and was sifting through his daily correspondence. As he bent over to retrieve a file, Erica noted that his ass was nice and muscular. She liked that in a man. As he turned towards her, she noticed that he was perspiring lightly.
"Vaughn, are you hot or something? You're sweating," she asked.
"Uh...n-..yeah, I guess so. I didn't really notice," he said as he walked over a grabbed a few tissues from out of a box that was sitting on a desk near him and began to pat his forward. He noticed that Erica was still standing in front of him looking at him. She was 24 years old. Blonde hair. Attention-grabbing blue eyes. She was also petite with a flawless pair of 34C-cups that always seemed to sport hardened nipples under whatever she wore. She was 5'6". She weighed about 130 pounds. She would often rub up against Vaughn or touch him when they talked. Vaughn had noticed her unrevealing work outfits many times on her nicely stacked frame. Unbeknownst to him, she had been attracted to him for months.
Erica had never been with a Black man but if she had to choose one, it would have been Vaughn. He was nonthreatening towards her and all her co-workers, plus he was sexy as all hell. Growing up, many of her friends had sat and discussed the myth of big, Black dick. Erica had often found herself watching the front of Vaughn's slacks to discern the size of his bulge. She sensed that he was equipped with larger than average equipment. She was stuck between wondering if she should approach him (she knew he was involved, but didn't give a fuck) or leave it as an interracial fantasy. She often thought of Vaughn late at night in her apartment when her and her vibrator became engaged in wet, sloppy pussy gymnastics.
Erica smiled at him before walking past him. As she breezed past him, she smelled the undeniable smell of pussy on him! She quickly turned her head and looked at him. Vaughn turned around and looked at her.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing," she said, unconvincingly. The sight of her disheveled friend, Janet, flashed through her brain, but she quickly put that out of her mind. Janet would never cheat on Steve! It wasn't in her nature as far as she and Melinda knew. They considered Janet to be the prude of the three of them. Must be a coincidence, she thought as she turned and began filing papers on her desk. Soon afterward, Melinda called, and reported off with the flu. She told Erica that she would probably not be back for the rest of the week as she had a rock solid doctor's excuse calling for bed rest. Janet told her that if she needed anything, not to hesitate to call her and that she would be over to see her after work.
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Throughout the morning, Erica noticed that Janet's husband, Steve, called repeatedly and that Janet had not taken any of his calls. She wondered what was going on with those two. She felt that Janet rushed into marriage with this man because he represented a father figure image to her and for her lack of a relationship with her own father. It seemed like Janet had just met the man and suddenly she was talking about marriage. She never could figure out Steve could ever offer her friend.
