Chapter 1

Voyeurism rouses resolve for rhetoric to become reality is inspired by another erotica site author dr13bone's posting entitled Shy Wife's Forced Black Hand Job.

Background: A tacit agreement between a married couple, Melissa and John, to leave work at work has been a contributing factor in the success of both their careers and marriage. Collaborating on finalizing periodic reports with a congenial work colleague during the past year naturally developed into friendship between Melissa and Eric. Their working friendship evolved into a reciprocally flirtatious relationship not long before a party incident. Although inebriated, the over six foot tall very dark Eric was discreetly convinced to abandon improper attention by the shy and embarrassed Melissa. John only knew Eric as a drunk making an easily fended off pass at his wife at a party.

Learning his wife had not only lost a bet on the Presidential election, but also the inequitable terms prompted a barely even tempered exploration of options ranging from reneging only to be constantly badgered to her husband's undisclosed imagery of fulfilling the terms. The titillating image of a shy, traditional White wife with long brown hair, cute nose, cuter smile, long, lightly tanned body, nice round ass and 34B boobs giving a hand job to a black cock intrigued John enough to licentiously encourage Melissa to quickly live up to her end of the bargain and "git-er-done."

John assured Melissa he was neither angry for losing the bet nor would be at her for fulfilling her end of the bargain. Melissa's concern that her capitulation would be filmed at Eric's or another neutral site inspired John to plan on using a webcam wifi connected to his laptop computer for recording. The couple agreed to meeting the bet's terms in their home and John would hide in his basement man cave in case Melissa needed to renege.

Saturday while Melissa was shopping John secretly installed a webcam in the living room focused on the sofa. Melissa spent some of Sunday cleaning in preparation for her guest's arrival the next evening. Discovering the webcam motivated her to look until she found the computer connected to the intrusion into her privacy. Reviewing the laptop's recent internet history gave Melissa a pretty clear indication of just how far John expected his wife to go with her black guest. Rather than confront John she lay awake weighing her options that night long after her husband began snoring.

Monday Eric joined Melissa for lunch in her office as they had to spend the afternoon finalizing quarterly reports. As expected he flirtatiously inquired when she was going to honor her bet. Melissa responded with an invitation to her home that same evening. Melissa concluded lunch with disclosing her husband's internet history along with his evident intent to watch them with a webcam.

They spent the afternoon verifying each other's quarterly reports along with exploring that evening's options. Devising a plan for that evening included getting the shy, conservative white wife to quietly role play when and how to use unfamiliar vocabulary. Gradually combining physical with verbal role playing enabled her to overcome initial difficulty with adapting to her task. She at first started to block his hand after hearing his intent to feel her tits, but then decided against it. Letting him touch her right booby and gently squeeze her tit spontaneously prompted concurrent exclamations, "Oh yeah that feels good!" Quietly Eric added, "Who'd think such a shy white wife would let this black man feel her tits. Looking at your body every work day enhances the pleasure of being in the office."

In spite of deeply held conservative values, her black colleague's continued compliments were flattering to hear. Behind her closed office door she openly stared at Eric's phallic bulge for the first time. Seeing something so huge her hand barely fit around when it was only semi-hard scared her at first. Taking a completely uncharacteristic risk during the work day, her first attempt at giving a hand job to a black cock surprisingly easily fell into a rhythmic motion. As Melissa captured his cum in a handful of tissues Eric whispered, "Oh that feels so fucking good baby!" Melissa's passionate hug accompanied by a tantalizing French kiss before departing the office was intended to convey her willingness to take their relationship to the next level during and after meeting the bet's terms.

After work Melissa remained in a business suit tailored to emphasize her assets. John tersely suggested K-Y lube to get it done quicker. While having a nerve relaxing beer Melissa asked John, "You are not going to be mad at me?" After his assurance that she was making a bigger thing of this than she had to the doorbell rang. John went down into his man cave and booted up the webcam making sure to turn down the volume.

Out of webcam range at the front door, she clandestinely greeted her black houseguest with a scintillating kiss. For benefit of the webcam's microphone she shifted into their mutually agreed upon role with a frosty verbal greeting. Stilted small talk accompanied Melissa getting Eric a beer. Adjusting her glasses signaled Eric she was in role. Keeping the illusion intact she asked him is there any way to get out of the bet. She acted crestfallen upon hearing a deal was a deal as he sat down on the couch motioning for her to sit next to him. Playing to the webcam Melissa clarified, "Look, I am going to do this but what happens here stays here. Tell your buddies and I am going to deny any of this ever happened."

After doing nothing for a minute he told her to get to work. Remembering her role Melissa bemoaned, "I can't believe that you are going to really make me do this." Like practiced that afternoon she hesitantly opened the clasp and undid his belt and then pants snap. Slowly pulling down the zipper Melissa had to show restraint while reaching into Eric's pants and pulling out his cock.

"So what do you think of it?" Eric asked her. For the webcam she forced a puzzled expression.

Similar to their office practice earlier that afternoon Eric repeated, "My cock, my big black cock. I bet mine is way bigger than your husband's?" For effect she hesitated, remaining silent. Eric asked again, and Melissa reluctantly admitted that this black cock was bigger than John's. She got up and squirted a bit of lube in her hand and then sat down and slowly began jerking him off.