Chapter 2

My last trip to the adult bookstore was always on my mind. I just couldn't stop thinking about the site of that black cock sticking through the glory hole or how it felt when I was fucked by it. My husband noticed a change also but thought it was something to do with him. He wasn't complaining of course with having more sex, but I was feeling less than satisfied.

Things took a change, when a few weeks later I found myself with an unexpected day off from work. With my husband at work and the kids at school, I was sitting at the kitchen table when the impulse to take a short road trip hit me. I knew I had to go back to that store, either to try and re-live what happened or whatever. I ran upstairs, took a shower and got dressed, feeling that my pussy was already moist from the anticipation of what might happen. I decided on wearing a short denim miniskirt and a top which accentuated my cleavage and if need be, could be pulled down easily, letting my breasts come free. With just a little make-up, I decided that to the casual looker I would appear to be an ordinary housewife running errands. Which of course was further from the truth. And, in full preparation of what I was hoping would happen I chose not wear any panties or bra. Luckily my top had some built-in support so it wouldn't appear to be too obvious.

The whole ride down the highway, I was having an inner argument about if this was the right thing to do, but my horny self won out and I kept going. Actually, my moral self didn't seem to have much to say on the matter. I arrived in town and made my way over the bookstore. I only saw one car in the parking and assumed it was the store clerk. I started to get butterflies in my stomach and didn't know if it was from horniness or just plain nervousness, but I went in anyway.

I saw it was the same clerk as my last visit, a large, overweight, black man, sitting behind the counter watching tv. He looked up at me and gave a slight smile then went back to watching whatever show he had on. Apparently he didn't recognize me which mad me feel a little disappointed. I strolled over to the movie selections and casually browsed through the different titles eventually making my way to the interracial section quite by accident. This section was also closer to the counter. The cover pictures of different white women with black men started getting me warm when the clerks voice startled me, "Decided to come back?". I looked at him and just nodded my head yes. "I see no husband this time" he asked questioningly. "No, just me". "The previews booths are still five dollars and good for all day" he said. "Ok" was all I was able to get out, as I handed him a five. I went into the back area and chose the same booth as my previous visit. I flipped through the movie selection not paying much attention to the small tv screen, mostly keeping my eye on the hidden glory hole and also glancing at the one on the other wall. Nothing seemed to happen, so I settled on a movie showing a white couple having sex, nothing else seemed to interesting at the moment. While I watched the movie, I tried to listen to any sounds outside my booth, hoping the clerk had come back or at least another customer, but I was the only one there.

After some time I left the booth and went back out into the store area to look through the movie titles some more. "Didn't see anything you liked?" the clerk asked me. "Nothing that interesting" I said in return. I was flipping through the interracial section again when the clerk then said "There is a special preview room with a better selection of movies. Might even see one that suits you". This got my attention, "Ok, is there another charge for the preview room?" "For a repeat customer, no". I smiled at that. "Its back in the booth area, just take the hallway on the right and go to the end. The door says 'Private', just go in there and make yourself comfortable". I did as he said and went into the room. It was dimly lit like the booth area but what caught my attention was the large screen tv mounted on the wall and on the screen was an interracial movie with a blonde pron actress getting it good from both ends by two black men. From the limited light in there I saw two love seat size sofas and a couple of chairs around the edges of the room. The rest of the area was in shadows.