Chapter 4

Cleaned and dressed in shorts and tee, I came downstairs for dinner. My wife was telling me how busy she was at work and that her boss wanted her to attend a meeting with him at their corporate office in Los Angeles. This was somewhat unusual. She would leave tomorrow morning. The meeting was Monday and she wouldn't be home until Wednesday. I asked her why she had to spend the weekend there?

Kathy told me "Well, Bill, my boss, wants me to be there for the cocktail parties on Saturday and Sunday, as well as the sightseeing activities both days. He wants to meet with me and go over some strategies for the meeting Monday. Tuesday, will be follow up reports and back home on Wednesday. Tomorrow will be travel and settling in my hotel room."

Today was Thursday ... and my mind started to drift to Damon and Sam. Wow, I thought, the whole weekend with the two of them ... MMMMmmmmm.

After eating dinner, we were both pretty tired, me from all my sexual activity, and Kathy from the anxiety of going to the west coast for some high profile meetings her company was having. We went to bed early and I dosed off for a short while before waking up.

After tossing and turning for what seemed like an eternity, trying to fall asleep, but too excited about the prospect of spending so much time with Damon and Sam, I got out of bed and went downstairs to my office. I turned the computer on, and logged on to AIM. I was quite surprised to see Damon was online so late. It was already 1:30 in the morning. I sent Damon a message.

"Hi Damon, I'm surprised to see you online so late."

"Hey slut, back at ya."

"Couldn't sleep ... so I decided to go online for a while."

"Can you come over now?"

"NO ... wife is upstairs sleeping and I'm afraid if I open the garage door, it would wake her and she would interrogate me as to where I was going so late. But, I have some very good news."

"What's that slut?"

"Kathy has a business trip coming up tomorrow and she won't be home until Wednesday."

A happy face popped up in the IM window. "I'll get back to you tomorrow afternoon while you're at work. Are you wearing the panties?"

"NO ... my wife is home and in bed."

"Put them on and get to sleep ... You're going to need your rest for this weekend."

Then a message popped up on the screen that Damon signed off. I turned my computer off and got my panties. I pulled my sleep shorts off, put my pink panties on, and then put my sleep shorts back on. I had an erection with the panties on ... but went back to bed and fell asleep.

Kathy woke me as she was getting ready to leave for the airport. I kissed her goodbye and wished her a safe and pleasant trip. She said, "Be a good boy while I'm gone. I'll call you later when I get checked in my hotel room. I love you Bob. Have fun while I'm gone."

"I will dear ... talk with you later."

It was about 3:15 when my cell rang ... it was Kathy. "Hi, I'm here. The flight was smooth, and I slept most of the way. How are you doing?"

"I'm ok, at work ... I'm going to miss you this weekend." Yeah right, I said to myself ... I'm going to get my brains fucked out by two big black cocks.

"I know ... I'm sorry, it wasn't my idea to do this, but I'm happy my boss thought so much of me to want me here for the big meeting."

"You'll be great ... and I'll be fine alone. Don't worry about me and concentrate on your work. Have fun. I'll probably be in and out all weekend, so you may miss me if you try to call."

"Ok ... no problem, I'm not sure when or if I'll have a chance anyway. I love you and if I don't talk with you over the weekend, I'll talk with you late Monday night."

"OK ... enjoy yourself."

As I closed the phone and went back to work, 3:30 in the afternoon, my IM window came to life. It was Damon. "Hi ... can u chat?"

"Sure."

"Good. Did your wife leave yet?"

"Yes, just got a call from her telling me she's arrived in LA and already checked into her hotel room."

A happy face popped up on the screen ... and Damon wrote. "So, you're going to be my slut for the weekend?"

"MMMMmmmm ... I'm your slut always. Are you telling me I'll be spending the weekend at your house?"

"No ... I'm not telling you you'll be spending the weekend with me at MY house ... I'M GOING to spend the weekend with you ... but in YOUR house. I'm going to fuck you in the same bed that you fuck your wife."

Now I really panicked. I thought, oh no!! Here I am trying to maintain anonymity and discretion ... and now my black Master Damon is telling me he's going to spend the weekend at my house ... in our marriage bed.

"Damon ... that really scares me ... I don't think that's a really good idea."

"Don't you want to be my slut white pussy boy?"

"You know I do ... but in MY house?"

"YES ... in YOUR house slut."

I didn't respond hoping he would reconsider and tell me he was only kidding. After a few minutes he wrote back, "OK ... guess you really don't want my black cock anymore ... bye." And with that, his message screen said he signed off.

Panic set in again ... what was I going to do??? I didn't think I could survive without being with him ... sucking that big fat black cock ... or having him breed me. I was beside myself. How could I make this right. Here I have the whole weekend ... and then some, and I've fucked things up.

Just before I was ready to shut my computer down for the night ... and sadly go home to an empty house for the weekend, my AIM showed Damon signed back on. I sent him a message, "I'm sorry for before Sir. Please forgive me."

He wrote back, "Have you had a change of heart about my being at your house?"

"Yes" I replied.

"I don't know."

"Please Damon ... I was wrong. You're more than welcome to spend the weekend at my house."

"You'll let me come to your house, use you as a slut ... for the entire weekend?"

"Yes ... anything you want, just please don't abandon me ... I need your cock ... I'm addicted to your Black Cock ... PLEASE???"

"When will you be home?"

"Half an hour."

"Are you wearing the Panties?"

"Yes."

"OK slut ... you've persuaded me to give you another chance. It's 5:00 now ... I'll see you around 6. Answer the door wearing your panties ... and if your wife has a sexy robe, wear that too. You are my slut ... right?"

"I'm totally your slut Sir ... and thank you for giving me another chance to redeem myself. I will do as you wish."

I went home ... stripped ... showered ... shaved my face, and even shaved my legs and ass and trimmed my pubes. I dried off ... and took some lubricant and lubricated my 'pussy' in case. I put my panties on and looked at myself in the mirror. The smooth legs looked really nice, but I felt I needed something else to complete the look. I decided to put on a pair of my wife's white thigh highs to go along with my panties. Then I went into her closet and took out a sheer silky wrap that reached the floor. It was white ... and really transparent. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled as I said to myself, "This will get Damon really excited and hard."