Your Wife's New Addiction*

[angelique127]

Profile and background: Isabelle Renee' Anderson, born and bred in Savannah, Georgia, a geniune georgia peach and southern belle. A busty leggy blonde { 36-25-34 } twenty seven years of age married to a successful rich gentleman several years her senior. She could be described not only as a beautiful trophy wife but spoiled { at first by daddy } who loved to be pampered and liked the finer things in life. Her favorite hobbies were shopping for clothes and lingerie. Belle spent alot of time at their exclusive { all white } country club having lunch with her friends, volunteering for charity events and entertaining at their nine bedroom estate in the wealthy gated community. When not being chaufeured around town she drove her convertable Merecedes, a gift from Carl on their first anniversary. They had been happily married for three years and Carl loved to shower Belle with gifts, flowers and exotic vacations, he was totally devoted to his lovely wife. He adored her and treated like the goddess she was. Other than the long hours Carl spent at the office or was away for several weeks at a time on business trips, Isabelle never dreamed that her marriage or her life could get any better !

I guess you could say the drama all started one afternoon in April. We were sunbathing beside the pool at the club, my two married friends and I, Rachel and Kara, sipping mint julips and discussing the latest gossip while our husbands were playing a round of golf. We were not prepared for what happened next when this tall muscular black man wearing a speedo and this pretty brunette in a bikini walked in and sat down in the lounge chairs nearby.

" Oh my...that must be him ! " Rachel whispered, lifting up her sunglasses.

I knew who she meant but I could not help but stare. I did not expect him to be so big...and good looking ! He was the first black man to move into our lilly white neighorhood and the first to be admitted to our country club. Honestly it had caused quite a stir...with several of the members objecting. And here he was, showing up with a white female. She did look fimiliar to me...

" Isn't that Daphne Chambers ? I thought she was married ...to Harold Chambers ! " Kara exclaimed, " What is she doing here with him ? "

I couldn't believe my little ol' eyes, this was a scandal in the making ! Daphne had even brought a pillow and knelt on it before starting to rub lotion on his feet and proceeded to give him a foot massage in front of us. Meanwhile he sat there like a king, talking on his phone. We couldn't hear his conversation of course, not that it would have made a difference. I did my best not to stare...although all three of us kept sneaking peeks at the couple every now and then. After Daphne finished giving him his foot massage she pulled out a bottle of water from her beach bag and handed to him. He opened and poured some water over his broad chest and head before taking a drink. Although I have never dated a black man, my daddy would have disowned me, I thought him quite attractive.

 

[makofin]

Darius Black, recent muslim immigrant from africa, two hundred and sixty pounds of solid muscle. Welcome to America.

I am proud to be the first black male to break the glass ceiling in this all white country club. The wealthy white members didn't want me to join and the management did their best to prevent it but it was againt the rules to discriminate, after I threatened to sue them in court. Having recently moved into a new section eight housing mandate in their rich neighborhood I soon met a gorgeous married white bitch who lived next door. It didn't take long to cuckold her lame husband and make her my submissive white slut. Today I decided to show her off at the pool while her husband was at work in front of the high class bitches and their husbands. It didn't take me long to train her and make the slut obediant to my wishes. I never known a white female, married or not, that didn't like big black cock once she discovered it. It was just a matter of time before I had every white wife in the area worshipping my big black cock.

Daphne willingly sucked my toes before licking the water off my chest in public. I know the three white bitches across the pool were watching the show as well as a few others sitting around. Disconnecting from a friend after bragging about how great this club was and inviting him to join it, I decided to do some laps in the pool. Swimming is almost as good as working out with weights and I like keeping in shape. When I stepped into the pool I smiled at the three attractive ladies sitting at poolside.

 

[angelique127]

One of the things that I remembered from that day, besides Rachel taking a picture of his magnificent body descending into the pool, was that Daphne was wearing a collar around her throat. It was like this big black stud was showing off his white prized female in front of everyone in public, throwing it our faces. Daphne waited with a towel to dry him off standing beside the pool in her bikini and heels. Where was her husband and why was he allowing his wife to be treated like that ? Afterward once dry he smirked and reached into his bag and pulled out a chain and attached it to her collar and led her out the gate. Us ladies just looked at each other like what the hell just happened ? I have never witnessed anything like that in my entire life. But for some reason I didn't really feel that sorry for Daphne Chambers...

Later when our husbands finished playing golf we told them what we had seen and they couldn't believe it. They were shocked that something like that had happened in public and vowed to get this black guy kicked out of our country club. Several other members reminded them the attempt to prevent this guy froming joining in thhe first place was unsuccessful because of his race. My husband was the most outspoken and promised to speak with the club president who he knew, they often played golf together.

That night I asked Rachel to text me the picture of that black stud. His muscles were shining from the lotion Daphne had applied to his body beforehand. He was not fully immerged in the water above the knees and there was noticeable bulge in his bathing trunks. It was no secret most black guys were well hung. I continued to stare at the picture for several minutes, imagining what it would be like to submit to this big black male...

 

[makofin]

I knew I had made an impression on those wives at the pool. Everyone was shocked that I had brought a married white female, wearing a collar and leash and made her submit to me in public. No one dared confront me to my face. I was aware that the rich white collar snobs had tried to prevent my joining in the first place but I wasn't worried about any racist white bios. Once we got back to the townhouse I made my white bitch kneel in front of me and remove my speedo and worship my black cock with her mouth. Daphne was always eager and willing to please. I enjoyed using her and making her submit. I owned her until I decided that I didn't want her anymore. Maybe I would turn her out to my black friends or give her back to her lame white husband. Anyway I had another conquest in mind, the gorgeous blonde in the blue bikini. In fact her two friends didn't look that bad. This was going to be my play ground !

 

[angelique127]

I must confess, I was so horny that I rode my poor hubbys face almost smothering him that night. Carl was unable to see what I was looking at on my phone, of course, or thinking about that muscled black stud at the pool. I came twice before letting him up to breathe. Grateful I stroked his dickie until he melted in my hand and not in my mouth or cunny. We fell asleep in each others arms both of us exhausted. I slept late and Carl left for the office before I woke. I had an appointment at the beauty parlor at noon and planned to do some shopping afterwards before this evenings charity event that I was looking forward too. It was a fundraiser for our local homeless shelter who were welcoming new immigrants to our city. Carl and I had donated thousands of dollars already and we were looking forward to having our community become more involved. All the wives as well as our husbands in the neighborhood were dedicated to helping the new arrivals assimulate. That reminded of the incident at the pool yesterday involving Darious Black..he was a recent immigrant from Africa also. Thankfully every foreigner wasn't as arrogant, ill mannered and inconsiderate as he was...

Hopefully and Daphne wouldn't be in attendence tonight and cause a scene.

I drove to the beauty parlor in my Corvette { a birthday gift from Carl } with the top down. Tasha did my hair and a pretty young asian girl did my manicure and pedicure. I enjoyed being doted upon and treated like a goddess for the day. Next stop was the local mall and my favorite shoe store where the young eager salesmen knew my name and competed to wait on me while I tried on several pair of stilettos and high heels. What they really wanted was to sneak a peek up my short skirt and a glimpse of my panties, if I wasn't going commando. I have to admit that I loved to tease them...finally selecting three pair in black, pink and red I moved on to Gucci and picked out a little black dress, a pair gold earring and a very expensive diamond necklace. I also decided to purchase a pair of pearl panties. Rachel told me they feel wonderful when you walk or sit down and cross your legs ! Spending my dear hubbys money on a shopping spree was my favorite past time !

 

[makofin]

Since there is a welcome event tonight at the immigration center that helped me when I first arrived here in this country I decide to attend. I am now a member of this community and many more like me will be coming here in the future. Soon we have muslims in local political elections and be represented. It is important to have affordable housing, food and a source of healthcare for our recent arrivals and asylum seekers. The wealthy need to be generous and provide these resources. We also need more mosques to worship in since our population is growing, dispite the zoning laws that prevent construction in certain wealthy neighborhoods. Our religon permits males to have several wifes and children and they should recieve benefits for each. Myself I am unattached but like anyone else from my country I have a desire to have a small harum of white females, who do what they are told.

Daphne waits for me in the shower to soap and clean my body. Afterwards she dries my body with a towel and helps me dress. She begs to go with me but I tell her she must stay home and do her housework. The sheets need to be washed and dried, my laundry done and hung up in the closet, the house vacuumed and cleaned, the kitchen floor mopped until it sparkles. Like a good white bitch Daphne knows better than to argue or protest.

 

[angelique127]

The charity event is to raise money for our new non profit immigrant center. We have alot of recent arrivals from Africa and the middle east who are settling into our community making it more diverse. Tonight we are having an auction of priceless antiques, sold to the highest bidder. All the funds will go to help feed and shelter our newcomers to our country, making them feel welcome. While some members of the community, like my own husband, are not so willing and receptive, I feel it is the only decent thing to do.

The last thing I expected was to see him enter the room. Where is his little married slut ? He is dressed in a suit and tie and I must admit he looks quite handsome. I just hope my husband, who is mingling with his friends does not see him and cause a scene. Carl has sworn to have this guy's membership to our exclusive country club revoked. I order another glass of wine and pretend to listen to the ladies latest gossip. I can't help but glance in his direction every now and then. He is standing alone at the bar, not conversing with anyone. And then our eyes meet from across the room...and he smiles at me. Oh God does he recognize me ? I quickly look away and pretend not to notice him. What would he think if he discovered that I had a picture of him on my phone, although I knew that it was impossible ?

I excused myself from the conversation and made my way to the ladies room. Once finished, I touched up my lipstick in the mirror before I exited. He was waiting there...and my heart skipped a beat !

 

[makofin]

" Are you here with your husband ? " I asked, blocking her path in the narrow hallway. She nodded, looking up at me with her pretty blue eyes.

" Does he always let you dress that way when you go out ? " Her dress is very short and shows off her legs to everyone.

Again she only nodds her head, her eyes seeking an escape from this situation, but I put my arm on the wall to prevent this. Our conversation is not finished yet.

 

[angelique127]

" Does he always let you dress that way when you go out ? " the big black immigrant asks me with his thick accent. He is at least a head taller than me despite that I am wearing five inch heels...this stranger is quite intimidating in a way but I do my best to keep my composure...

" What is wrong with the way I am dressed ? " I ask, wondering what exactly he is insinuating, " My husband doesn't tell me what to wear when we go out. I dress as I please. "

He smirks, his bold eyes moving down to gaze upon my full cleaveage. I suddenly want to get away from him and go find my husband but he is blocking my way.

" Please...I must go back to my husband before he misses me ! " I insist...

 

[makofin]

" Speaking of your husband, he is nothing more than a wimp. He goes behind my back and tries to have my membership at the country club revoked. He is afraid to confront me to my face. " I sneer, trying to control my resentment towards him. I plan to deal with him later. I smile at her, aware that she is frightened of me, so I back off and let her pass by. Adjusting my tie I approach the bar and order another bottle of spring water. I watch as the bitch returns to her husband who is still conversing with his friends. After a minute she looks around the room and our eyes meet. She quickly looks away, acting as if she is not interested in me. I know otherwise. It is only a matter of time. Soon I will be fucking her while her lame husband is at work.

 

[angelique127]

Darius Black is just the kind of man I loathe, arrogant, full of himself and lacking manners. I had a feeling he was very dangerous. The polar opposite of my dear husband, who was gentle, kind and considerate. I had warned Carl not to lead the effort to get Mr. Black's membership revoked but he would not listen to me. Darius Black looked like the kind of man you did not mess with. On the other hand some of the wives shared pictures of him shirtless and in a speedo on our phones, myself included. I had to admit Darius had a very nice muscular body and a large enticing bulge which he didn't mind showing off in public. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him lately, after all I was married to a wonderful man ! Yes my life was rather dull at times when Carl was working all of the time and our lackluster lovemaking left something to be desired but I was lucky to have such a glamorous lifestyle. Whatever I can not resist the urge to glance in his direction...thankfully they announce that dinner is about to be served and we take seats at our table which we share with Rachel and her husband Kyle and another couple. I order another glass of wine and engage in light conversation with the other couples. Usaully I am the social butterfly but tonight Carl is the center of attention, making jokes and being silly. I wonder if he has had too much to drink this evening but I can't blame him. He is in his element...

I can't help but notice that Darius is nowhere in sight. Perhaps he left...I thought he was supposed to give a speech about the benefits of the new mosque and the immigration center to the community. I was surprised when I noticed his name on the brochure as a speaker when we first arrived...surely he didn't leave yet ! And before the auction even started. We hoped to raise alot of money tonight to help the immigrant center which was overwhelmed with new arrivals from the midest and Africa!

 

[makofin]

I was determind not to be distracted by her legs and beauty as Isabelle sat in the front row with her chump husband. Since it was almost an all white audience, with a few asian couples mixed in, my stategy was to focus on their own white guilt, speaking about the widespread poverty and how hopeless the living conditions in certain countries in the midest and Africa. I spoke about how important and diverse these immigrants were, making the community a better place to live. To welcome them and help assimilate to this country. To be generous at tonights auction and donate to the center and permit the mosgue to be built. I also introduced several male and female new arrivals seeling asylum and told how happy they were to start a better life here in the land of oppurtunity. I encouraged them to open their hearts and wallets so we could envision a future and share it together. The applause when I finished was loud and I noticed Isabelle was clapping and smiling but her lame soon to be bitch boy husband wasn't. With that I introduced the auctioneer and the bidding began.

Going to the bar I ordered anothe bottle of water. Because of my faith I did not drink alcohol. Within several minutes Isabelle approached me and I smiled at her. Again I was struck by her beauty and cool demeaner.