Elaine Simon sat on her porch on a warm Sunday afternoon, watching her two children play in a large, homemade sandbox. Little Jimmy, with the red hair like his father, was four and his brother, Todd, who looked more like her, was almost two. Both boys were rambunctious, with Jimmy being the type "A" personality of the two and always wanting to get his own way. It seemed that she was constantly scolding him for taking things from his younger brother. It was a chore keeping up with the two of them, especially working ten-hour days at the law firm where she was a paralegal. It would have helped if the children's father were around some of the time. As it was, it seemed like she was a single parent.
John, Elaine's husband, traveled across the country for his engineering company, testing the structural integrity of old bridges and building new ones. He was away for weeks at a time; much of it spent in California where the company was re-building a bridge that was destroyed in a springtime flood. On his current trip, he had been away for several weeks, but was supposed to come home next week.
While he always complained about the travel and long hours, lately Elaine was beginning to think that he preferred to be away from home. His reluctance to be home seemed to have started after Todd was born. Nowadays, even when he was home, John often acted preoccupied and didn't seem to have time for her or the children anymore. And, while his job had always been important to him, it literally took all of his time now. Unfortunately, their personal relationship and sex life had suffered greatly.
It hadn't always been like that though. The two of them had met in high school and fell in love. They had continued to date through college. It took John five years to finish but Elaine had stayed with him and, much to her parent's disapproval, they married the following year.
Elaine's Mom thought that she could do better than John. It seemed that John and her had gotten off on the wrong foot from the very beginning and it had only gone downhill in the years since.
However, Elaine was happy to say that financially, John had proved her mother wrong. They had a nice house in an upper middle class neighborhood and belonged to a country club. They had delayed having children until they were more financially stable. However, now at 35 with two young children, Elaine wondered if waiting had been a good idea. They would be in their fifties when the children finally went off to college. Some of her friends were still in their forties and their children were already in college, leaving them young enough to enjoy being "empty-nesters".
Elaine sighed as she watched Jimmy steal a sand shovel from his brother. "Jimmy, give it back," she said, giving her son a perturbed look. When he didn't respond she got up and scolded him, giving the shovel back to his brother. She was still bending over the sandbox when she heard a whistle from behind. She stood up quickly and spun around. Her face turned bright red when she saw the attractive black man standing with his hands on his hips and a big smile on his face.
Derrick James had worked with Elaine for the past two years. He was a young, black and upcoming attorney for the law firm, Billings, Bradley and Murphy where they both worked. Elaine's job was to support him and two other attorneys by preparing legal briefs and keeping track of their court dates... which was no easy task. All of the attorney's she worked for could be very demanding. However, of the three, Derrick was by far the nicest. He was handsome, with bright white teeth that almost sparkled when he smiled. He was tall, at six foot three, and had the build of a football player at two hundred and twenty pounds. In fact, he had played football for his college before going on to law school. He graduated at the top of his class. He turned thirty several months ago.
"Wow, I've never seen you wear those shorts to work," Derrick said teasingly.
Elaine was still blushing when she said, "You're early." She had planned to change into something a little more appropriate before he got there. He had caught her wearing a tee shirt and pair of old and very tight short shorts. They hugged her buttocks like a second skin and rode high on her cheeks, especially when she bent over. "I'll go change."
"You don't need to do that for me," Derrick smiled as he appraised the pretty woman.
Elaine self-consciously brushed her short hair back and tried to control the little tremor of excitement that was suddenly coursing through her. At work, there had always been an underlying sexual tension between the two of them that neither of them had acknowledged. This was the first time they had met outside of the office and it felt strange.
Derrick stood with his hands on his hips and stared at Elaine.
Elaine was shocked when she felt her nipples harden. She saw Derrick's eyes drop to her chest. Suddenly she felt the urge to cross her arms over her chest. However, that would have made her discomfort obvious. She wished that she had changed earlier.
Normally Elaine was immaculately dressed. She took great pride in her appearance. She was five foot two, trim, and had a good shape, even after having two children. Her small size sometimes made it difficult for her to find clothes that fit and in fact, she often shopped in the junior's section of clothing stores. However, her bust did not match her small size. If a dress fit her around the hips, it was too tight at the top. Her breasts had always been rather large but after two children they had grown by several cup sizes. Still, they sagged very little and she could go without a bra when she wanted to. Her legs and rear were her best assets and she worked hard in her basement gym to keep them that way. That took quite an effort after gaining thirty-five pounds during both pregnancies. Beyond that, Elaine knew she had a pretty smile and that her large blue eyes contrasted well with her short black hair and almost milky white skin.
Derrick sensed that Elaine was embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry I embarrassed you. But you look great. I didn't exactly get dressed up myself," he said, pointing to the fact that he had on a sleeveless shirt and a pair of jogging shorts with running shoes. "I lost track of time on my afternoon jog and didn't have time to change."
Elaine found her eyes scanning down Derrick's body. His dark skin still glistened from his jog and his white shirt was wet with sweat. He had on a pair of jogging shorts that were very short on his thighs. The muscles in his strong legs were well-defined... attesting to his regular ten-mile jogs. In spite of her embarrassment, Elaine's eyes lingered on the crotch of his shorts. A tremor went through her when she saw a very noticeable bulge there. When she glanced up, she saw him staring at her. "Uh... I'll get the briefs," she stammered. "Can you watch the boys for a minute?"
"I'd love too."
Elaine turned and hurried into the house. She paused once inside to catch her breath. She couldn't believe the affect Derrick was having on her. Sure they often bantered with sexual overtones at work but the feelings that went through her today were different. She willed her beating heart to slow down as she hurried to her office to find the legal brief she had finished typing for Derrick.
When Elaine returned to the porch, she paused at the screen door. She saw Derrick sitting on the side of the sandbox playing with the two boys. They seemed to be having fun. She watched as the handsome man helped the two boys build a sandcastle. A smile came to her face. She knew that he loved kids and wanted lots of them. Then she remembered his situation and the smile changed to a frown. Derrick had lost his girlfriend three years ago in a car accident. She had been pregnant at the time. He still carried a picture of the pretty blond woman in his wallet. While Elaine hadn't known him when the accident occurred, she could see the pain in his eyes, even after three years, when he spoke of her.
The boys finished the castle and Derrick said, "Alright, who wants to smash it."
Both boys giggled with Jimmy jumping up and preparing to stomp the pile of sand.
"Whoa, let's let the little guy have a shot too," Derrick said, holding Jimmy back with one hand and leaning over to help Todd to his feet. The action forced Derrick's legs apart and his shorts pulled up.
Elaine's eyes opened wide. Suddenly she could see up the leg of his jogging shorts. Her hand flew to her mouth to suppress a gasp of surprise. She could see his penis and balls. It was dark but she could plainly see his long shaft and the two large and round spheres below. Her legs grew weak and she could feel her sex lips swelling as juice leaked into her shorts. It had been a long, long time since she had felt this kind of excitement. She stared until Derrick shifted his legs and she couldn't see anything anymore. Her face flushed with embarrassment at her voyeuristic indiscretion. Steadying herself she opened the door and stepped out onto the porch.
Derrick looked back and smiled, then turned back to the boys. "Alright, Todd gets to go first."
The younger boy squealed and stomped his foot down on the castle. A second later Jimmy was jumping in, both boys now screaming in glee as they destroyed their creation.
Elaine sat down on the porch swing and waited for Derrick, watching him smile with childish joy as the boys ran in circles in the sandbox.
Finally Derrick stood up and brushed the sand off his hands and then his shorts. "Alright, you guys can start again. I want to see how well you can do by yourselves." With that he turned and walked up the wooden steps to Elaine.
She handed him the stack of papers and he sat on the swing beside her.
He was silent for a few minutes as he flipped through pages. "Looks good," he finally said.
Elaine almost jumped when she felt Derrick's warm thigh touch hers. She looked down and was startled by the contrast of colors. His skin was dark, almost black, and hers was the exact opposite, creamy white. Another tremor of excitement went through her and goose bumps appeared on her legs.
"I'm sorry, would you like something to drink?" Elaine asked, standing up quickly.
"A Coke would be nice," Derrick answered.
Elaine hurried into the kitchen, relieved to get away from Derrick. Her reaction to him had been totally unexpected. Maybe it was the fact that she hadn't had sex in over a month. However, she seemed to be horny all the time now. A friend told her it was just postpartum hormonal changes. She wasn't sure about that. However, whatever the reason she new she needed to get control of herself. She got the Coke and steeled her self as she went back outside.
"Thanks," Derrick said as he took the glass from Elaine.
Elaine stood facing away from Derrick with her hands on the handrail. She could feel his eyes on her. Her heart was suddenly beating rapidly in her chest. She thought about reaching behind her and pulling her shorts down because they had ridden up, baring the lower globes of her ass. Instead she gripped the railing and leaned forward. "Jimmy, don't throw sand," she called out. The movement forced her shorts higher. She was certain that he could see the white cheeks beyond the tan lines from her tiny bathing suit.
Derrick got up and walked over to stand behind her. He placed one hand on the railing on her left side and one on the right.
Elaine tensed as she felt the tall man standing close behind her, his chest lightly touching her back. Her heart raced like it was going to leap from her chest.
"Did I tell you how much I liked those shorts?" he whispered, leaning closer.
"Derrick," Elaine said, but she didn't move as she felt him press his hips forward. A gasp escaped her lips... he was hard. She could feel it. He pressed harder into her as his lips bent to her neck. "Don't," she whispered when he started kissing the soft skin at the crook of her neck. In spite of her reluctance and fear, she bent her head to the side, giving him more room.
Derrick smiled and moved one hand to her stomach. Quickly, he slipped it underneath her T-shirt until it touched the warm skin of her stomach.
Elaine was frozen in panic and excitement as she felt Derrick's hand begin to move. It moved up her stomach and closer to her braless breasts. "God no," she gasped when his large hand covered her breast and began to squeeze it. She felt helpless. Her head was spinning and she had difficulty keeping her eyes open and on the kids now fighting in the sandbox.
Derrick moaned quietly as he continued to kiss her neck. His other hand reached under the top and covered the other breast. He squeezed both of them at the same time. Then his fingers found her already hard nipples and he began tosqueeze.
Elaine thought that her knees were going to give out. She felt the seam of her shorts, which had found its way between her sex lips, rubbing her now swollen clit.
"Hello," came from inside the house.
The two of them jumped apart like they had received an electric shock. Derrick quickly sat on the swing again. A second later an attractive older woman walked out the back door. "Hi sweetie," she said to Elaine with a big smile.
"Grandma," Jimmy screamed when he saw his grandmother on the porch. He jumped out of the sandbox and ran up the steps. Todd followed, falling out of the box before getting up and heading for the steps.
"Hi mother. I thought you weren't coming over until later?" Elaine choked as she watched her mother kneel and her two boys jump into their grandmother's arms.
"I got done early and wanted to see my boys," she answered with a laugh as Todd and Jimmy almost knocked her off her feet.
Elaine saw her mother look at Derrick as she picked the boys up in her arms. "Mom... Sandra, I want you to meet Derrick. We work together," Elaine said.
Elaine's Mom smiled at Derrick. "My, my, Elaine, where have you been hiding this young man," the pretty woman said as she reached over to shake his hand, juggling the giggling boys in her arms.
"Mother," Elaine said, faking her embarrassment as her mother boldly sized up Derrick.
Elaine and her mother had developed a great relationship over the past several years. Actually, it was right after her father died. Her mother had taken his death hard. He had been a good man and they had been married for thirty-two years until his death. Prior to his death and since Elaine had married John, Elaine and her mother's relationship had been strained, mainly because her mother didn't like John. Her father's death had brought the two of them together and now they were more like sisters. In fact, sometimes people thought that they were sisters. They were about the same height and build, with Elaine's Mom having a slightly larger chest. The older woman often dyed her hair and this month it was blond. However, she had the same sparkling eyes as her daughter and her smile was broad and pretty.
Sandra was only fifty-two years old and was still a vibrant and outgoing woman who spoke her mind. She never minced words and knew whether she liked someone almost immediately. It was obvious that she liked Derrick.
"Well, I've gotta run," Derrick said, finally standing up after his erection had diminished.
Sandra's eyes uncontrollably drifted down to his crotch. A slight smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Nice to meet you," she said as she reached out to shake Derrick's hand again.
"Likewise," Derrick answered as he felt the older woman's hand squeeze his warmly. He turned to Elaine and said, "See you at work tomorrow," and then he hurried out the door.
"Well, they're down for their afternoon nap," Sandra said as she came downstairs.
"Thanks Mom," Elaine answered as she sat exhausted in a large lounge chair with a glass of wine in her hand.
"You look tired," Sandra stated as he poured a glass of wine for herself and sat on the sofa across from her daughter.
Elaine took in a deep breath and let it out. "I am. It's been a busy couple of weeks at work."
"Well it would be easier if you had a husband to help you a little," Sandra said with venom in her voice.
"Let's not start that Mom."
"All right... let's talk about Derrick. He's handsome."
"Mommmm!!!" Elaine said with an exaggerated look of shock on her face.
"Is he married?"
"No. Well, he was engaged but his fianc‚e died in a car accident three years ago."
"Oh no. That's too bad," Sandra said sincerely. Then she narrowed her eyes and looked at her daughter and said, "So you two are good friends?"
Elaine saw her mother's look and said, "Not really. We just work together."
"Oh, so what I saw on the back porch was 'just working together'?"
Elaine's eyes opened wide in shock. "We... uh... he... was..." Elaine stuttered as she realized that her mother had seen Derrick kissing her neck. Maybe she had seen him fondling her too.
"It's okay Elaine. I understand... I really do. He's a very handsome man."
Elaine closed her eyes and was silent for a minute. Then she said, "Mom, I don't know what's gotten into me. I can't believe I let that happen. I guess it's that I'm tired and frustrated because John hasn't been home much."
"You're a woman still in her prime and feeling neglected. Don't blame yourself for that."
Tears started to flow from Elaine's eyes. "It's... it's just that... John is away so much now. I wonder sometimes if he even cares for me anymore."
"Well, you know how I feel about him Elaine so I'm not going to belabor that. But I understand how you feel. I really do."
"How can you? You and Dad always had a wonderful marriage."
Sandra paused and sat back on the sofa. She was quiet for a few moments before speaking. "Yes it was good but we had our problems like all marriages. However, unlike John, your father worked hard to make the marriage work."
"What kind of problems did you have? I can't ever remember the two of you arguing."
Sandra sighed. "Well, I probably shouldn't tell you this but you're a big girl now." She paused again.
"Tell me what?"
"It was early in our marriage. You know that I got pregnant with you when I was seventeen and your Dad and I had to get married. It was what people did in those days. However, by the time you were three or four, our marriage was really struggling. We had money problems, as well as meddling parents. One thing led to another and we split up."
"Oh my God," Elaine exclaimed. "I never knew. But... but you two stayed married. You obviously worked it out."
"We did, but not before I strayed."
"Strayed? You had an affair?" Elaine almost screamed.
"Yes. I was so angry about everything. I blamed him for making me pregnant so that I would marry him. It wasn't true but I was too young and emotional to sort it all out. Unfortunately, I fell into the arms of a friend. In fact, he looked a lot like Derrick."
"He was black?" Elaine gasped with her eyes as wide as saucers.
"Yes," Sandra said and a wistful smile came to her face. "And, he had the biggest cock that I've ever seen."
"Mommmmm!!!" Elaine screamed. Her mother could be very direct when she wanted to.
Sandra laughed. "Sorry, but that's the only way I could describe it. Besides that, he knew how to use it too."
"I can't believe it."
"Can't believe he had a big cock or that he knew how to use it," Sandra said facetiously and laughed loudly.
"That you had an affair!"
"Well, it only lasted for six months but it was pretty incredible."
"I would never have believed it," Elaine said in amazement.
"There's a few things that you don't know about your old Mom."
Elaine looked at her mother's pretty face and shook her head. A smile came to her face. "You're not old Mom and you know it."
"Too old for Derrick," she laughed. Then she added, "You think he has an older brother.
Elaine shook her head in exasperation and poured herself another glass of wine. She felt a little tremor of excitement go through her and said, "Tell me more about this affair."
Chapter 2
The morning rush hour traffic was still bumper-to-bumper as Elaine dropped her two boys at daycare and headed to work. However, her thoughts were not on the traffic. She still couldn't believe what her mother had told her about her affair with a black man. Even more amazing, she couldn't believe how descriptive her mother had been. She described her lover in explicit detail and talked about how incredible the sex had been. She said that she could still remember it as if it were yesterday. She described how she and her lover had slipped into the affair quite easily. It had started out of anger at her dad but quickly turned into a sexual marathon. The affair had ended when her lover, who was in the Army, was transferred to Korea. A couple of month's later she and Elaine's father reconciled.
While Elaine knew that her mother was very open-minded, she could not fathom her having an affair with a black man. Although they currently lived in the north, her mother's family was from the Deep South. In fact, her great, great grandfather was a plantation and slave owner. Elaine knew that her mother was proud of her heritage but that she was still somewhat embarrassed by the legacy of racism. She also knew that she wasn't a racist. Yet, she had never seen any indication that her mother had a "thing" for black men. Since her father died, several years ago, Sandra had rarely dated. She spent much of her time working for charities and watching the two boys... which she loved to do. In fact, she had suggested that she could provide daycare but Elaine had refused because she didn't want to burden her mother with a new family.
Elaine worried about her mother though. She seemed happy enough but there was an underlying loneliness. It wasn't apparent to everyone but Elaine could see it. She resolved to spend more time with her.
As Elaine walked down the hall to her office, she was feeling very uncomfortable about seeing Derrick. She was embarrassed by what she had allowed him to do... no matter how many times her mother told her that it was John's fault because of his neglect. She had no right to let the younger man touch her in the way he had. Yet, there was an excitement that she couldn't explain as she passed his office. She glanced inside and was relieved to see he wasn't there. Then a blush came to her face when she thought about his surprise when he'd see how she was dressed today. The tight cotton skirt she had on hugged her hips like a second skin, restricting her stride and exposing much of her firm thighs. On top she wore a pink V-neck angora sweater that showed the soft swells of her breasts. The creamy mounds bounced sensuously with each step. It was an outfit that she, until today, had never worn to work.
"Good morning," Jenny heard from behind her. When she turned around she saw Derrick with a cup of coffee in his hand and a smile on his face.
"Uh... hi," she responded.
"Nice outfit," he said with a bright smile.
Elaine blushed again.
"Cup of coffee," he said as he walked over to her and held his cup out.
"Uh... yes, thanks." She took the steaming Styrofoam cup from his hand, happy to have her morning coffee. "I was running late and didn't get a chance to stop."
"Sorry but it's black," he said and then added with a smile, "Like me."
"I like it black," Elaine said before she thought. She covered her embarrassment by sipping the hot coffee, her eyes almost twinkling as she looked over the cup at him.
Derrick's eyebrows rose. Then he said, "Listen, would you like to have lunch? I have some more questions on the briefs you typed for me."
Although Elaine knew that he didn't have any questions about the briefs, she found herself nodding her head.
"Noon?"
"Uh, sure. I have to get to work now," she stuttered and turned to hurry to her office.
Elaine was busy at her desk when Derrick stuck his head into her office.
"Ready?" he said.
She looked up as if she didn't understand. Then she glanced at her clock and saw that it was 12 O'clock. "Gee, I didn't know it was that late," she said. "Let me run to the ladies room and I'll meet you downstairs."
A few minutes later the two of them were sitting at a booth at a nearby restaurant. After they ordered lunch and the waitress left, Derrick looked like he had something to say.
"I didn't get you in trouble with your Mom, did I?"
"What do you mean?" Elaine said as if she didn't know what he was talking about.
"You know... when she came to the door."
"Uh... no. She didn't see anything," she lied.
"Good. I was worried," Derrick said with a relieved smile. He paused for a second and added, "Listen, I was out of line yesterday and I'm sorry."
"It's all right. It was my fault. I shouldn't have let it get that far."
"Don't blame yourself. You have to know that I've liked you since the day we met and when I'm around you... well I have a hard time controlling myself."
Elaine was suddenly too stunned to answer. In the two years that she had known Derrick, he had never come on to her like yesterday. Incredibly, instead of being put off by his admission, she felt flattered. Here she was a 35-year-old mother of two with this young and very handsome man saying he had a crush on her. She felt a sudden excitement in the pit of her stomach and her breathing increased.
Derrick reached over and placed his hand on Elaine's. "Having said that, I can't say that I wouldn't do it again."
Elaine looked down at the dark hand on her pale white one and was again amazed by the contrast. She felt the warmth of his hand on hers and a tremor went though her as she remembered how it felt on her bare breast. Suddenly she felt her nipples getting hard.
Derrick felt her tremble and glanced down at her breasts. "Are you cold," he said. Suddenly he wanted to take the words back. He meant that he had felt her tremble and wasn't referring to her hard nipples.
"Uh... no," Elaine said as her face turned red. She laid one arm on the table and leaned forward, pressing her breasts to her forearm to hide her obvious excitement. "Derrick... uh... you know I'm married," she said. It sounded like a weak excuse, even to her.
"Of course. However, at the risk of being forward, you don't seem very happy right now."
A ting of anger rushed through Elaine and she started to say that it was none of his business. However, she bit her tongue. She knew that Derrick wasn't being nosey. "Is it that obvious?"
"Yes it is. And it makes me sad."
Elaine looked into his eyes and saw that he was sincere. "It's just that John travels all the time and I feel like I'm a single parent," she said, her voice beginning to show her thinly veiled emotions. She dropped her head and a lone tear began to roll down her cheek.
Derrick reached over and lifted her head. He used his finger to wipe away the tear. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry."
She reached up and grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "It doesn't have anything to do with you."
"What do you say we talk about something else," Derrick said as he rubbed the back of his fingers against her cheek. "What's with your Mom? She is a very pretty woman... like her daughter."
Elaine wiped her eyes with a tissue and smiled, but then her expression changed. "Uh... thanks," Elaine said with a little embarrassment at his compliment. Then she paused before adding, "I worry about her sometimes. She says that she isn't lonely but I think she is."
"You're dad's been dead for a couple of years now right?"
"Yes, and it happened so suddenly."
"Does your Mom date?"
"Not much," Elaine said and then laughed as she remembered what her mother said last night.
"What's funny?"
"Well, she thinks you're handsome."
"That's funny huh," he said with a smile.
"No, but she wanted to know if you had an older brother."
Derrick laughed this time. "Yes I do, but they live all over the country. However, I do have a couple of friends that would love to meet her."
"I'll ask her," Elaine said only half facetiously.
"Are you going to the boss' picnic Saturday?" Derrick asked, changing the subject abruptly.
"I don't know. Mom offered to watch the kids."
"Please go. It'll make it worth while for me to go to the boring party."
"The parties are pretty boring aren't they?" Elaine stated, her face breaking into a smile again.
"You have a beautiful smile," Derrick said sincerely.
Suddenly Elaine felt Derrick's knee brush against hers. She started to pull away but instead held it there. It was as if an electric charge went through her. She squirmed on her seat and realized that her panties were getting wet.
"I love your outfit today," he said as he glanced down at her exposed mounds of flesh. "But I think I said that before."
"It is a little much for the office isn't it?"
"Not at all. I love it when you dress sexy. You certainly have the body for it."
"Uh... thanks," Elaine said as she unconsciously leaned a little further forward, providing an unobstructed view of her soft cleavage.
Just then the waitress returned with their lunch. They shared small talk as they ate. When lunch was done, Derrick insisted on paying. Then he gently grasped her arm and led her out of the restaurant. When they arrived back at work, they found the elevator lobby packed with people waiting to get back to work.
"Let's take the stairs," Derrick said, since their offices were only on the third floor. Then he pushed the steel fire door open and led Elaine into the stairwell.
As Elaine began to climb the stairs in front of Derrick, she could feel his eyes on her rear. The skirt was far too tight to be walking up steps gracefully. Incredibly she found herself swaying her hips much more than necessary. She didn't wear pantyhose in the summer and wondered if Derrick could see up her skirt to her panties. Another chill went through her and she felt her now swollen sex throb.
When they reached the third floor, Elaine reached for the door handle. However, before she could pull it open, Derrick reached over her and held it closed. Elaine trembled and froze, afraid to look back. Then, like yesterday, she felt Derrick close behind her. He was so much larger than she that his body towered over her small frame. "Derrick," she whispered as he again wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to him. She sucked in her breath when she realized that she could feel his erection again. As his lips bent to her neck, both of his large hands came up and covered her breasts.
Elaine suddenly spun around in his arms and pressed her hands to his chest, intent on pushing him away. However, when she looked up, she saw his dark brown eyes boring into her. Then, as if in slow motion, his lips moved toward hers. She pressed on his chest, but not enough to push him away. An unwanted moan escaped her mouth as his lips met hers. It was the first time she had kissed another man since she had met her husband... and the first time she had ever kissed a black man. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she feared that it was going to explode. When she felt Derrick's tongue on her lips, her mouth opened. She heard Derrick moan as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. When Derrick pressed her to the door, she resisted, knowing that she had to stop this. However, she felt his hand on her wrist, pulling her arm down. A low wail escaped her mouth when she felt him pulling her hand to his throbbing erection. Even under his slacks, she could tell that it was huge.
Derrick moaned when he felt Elaine's hand wrap around him.
In spite of the danger Elaine hand began to move up and down the long shaft. It was almost as if she were trying to determine how long it was. When she felt it throb, her knees grew weak and she worried that she might collapse.
"Oh Jesus," Derrick moaned
Finally, from somewhere deep inside, Elaine found the strength to push Derrick away, pulling her lips from his. Her head dropped down and she gasped for breath. "I... we... have to... to get back to work," she hissed.
Derrick knew that he had pushed her far enough. He moved back, to give her room. Then he looked down and saw the tent in his pants. "You better go out and make sure the coast is clear."
Elaine saw his predicament, her eyes lingering on the bulge far too long. Then she smiled in spite of her nervousness and whispered, "Okay. She turned to open the door. However before she could, Derrick pulled her back to him and kissed her again. This time she didn't resist at all and melted into his arms. Her head began to spin as she was enveloped in his strong arms and her breasts pressed mashed against his hard chest. Unconsciously she began to push her hips toward his still throbbing penis. A moan escaped both of their lips.
After Elaine finally pushed him away again, she leaned back against the door and took several deep breaths. A wave of guilt washed over her and she looked up at Derrick and whispered, "We can't... I'm married... I have to get back to work." With that she looked out the door and saw that the hall was empty.
Derrick followed her out of the stairwell and hurried across the hall to the men's room.
Elaine wondered if he was going to jerk off. She giggled and got a strange look from a woman that had turned the corner a second after Derrick disappeared.
Chapter 3
"I really appreciate you watching the boys, Mom," Elaine said as she put her lipstick on in front of the dresser mirror.
"You know I love doing it," Sandra said as she leaned against the doorframe. "So is Derrick going to be at the picnic?"
Elaine turned to her mother and saw her raised eyebrows. "I suppose so," she answered non-committal and turned back to the mirror.
Sandra smiled at her daughter. "I bet he is. Otherwise you wouldn't be so particular with your dress and makeup."
"He's just a friend mother," Elaine said casually. Her words were not very convincing.
"I'm sure he is. So was my Jason," Sandra said in a teasing manner, referring to her black lover as if hadn't been over thirty years since they were together.
Elaine put her lipstick in her purse and turned to her mother. "What'd you think?" she said as she held her arms out and spun around. She had on a low cut tank top and a pair of tight short, shorts. On her feet she had on a pair of modestly high-heeled sandals. Her legs, which were freshly shaven and tanned from the summer sun, looked firm and sleek. She filled out the shorts quite well, with just a bit of the lower cheeks of her ass showing. Her seemingly perpetually hard nipples were poking out of her tank top, attesting to the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
"You look great. But you had better not let Derrick get you alone," she laughed.
"Mother," Elaine said in mock frustration as she put her hands on her hips. Then she had to smile at the snide look on her mother's face. She turned and sat on the bed, her smile fading.
"What's wrong?" Sandra asked as she walked over and sat next to her daughter.
"You know what's wrong."
"Derrick?" she asked rhetorically.
"No, it's me. I know it's wrong but I get these butterflies whenever I think of him. I can't help it," she admitted with the frustration obvious in her voice.
Sandra put her arm around her daughter's shoulders. "I know how you feel," she said sincerely. "I felt the same way with Jason." She hugged her daughter for a moment and then asked, "Have you done anything with him yet?"
"Well, not exactly. He kissed me in the stairwell the other day."
"Is that all?" she asked curiously.
"Uh... no. He played with my breasts and... and... he put my hand on his thing," Elaine stated, unable to say the word.
"He put your hand on his cock?"
"Yes," Elaine answered, the nasty word echoing in her ears and causing a tremor of excitement to run between her legs.
"And you naturally pulled away."
"No, not right away."
Sandra laughed. "I'm not surprised. You're so much like me, it scares me sometimes."
"I don't know what to do. I don't want to be unfaithful to John but... but I can't seem to control these feelings."
"Let me tell you something about John. I've been around a little longer than you have and I think I know something about men. I can almost guarantee you that John isn't innocent."
"You don't know that," Elaine returned with unintended anger in her voice.
"Don't be naive Elaine. Do you really think John stays on the road for weeks at a time without something going on?"
"Yes."
"Elaine, I didn't raise a fool. You know better than that." She looked at her daughter and sighed in frustration. "Just answer me one question. Is he ready for sex when he gets home?"
Elaine opened her mouth to answer and then paused. "Well... now that you mention it, he isn't. But I thought that was just because he's tired."
Sandra laughed but quickly stopped when she saw her daughter's look. "Sweetie, it wouldn't surprise me if he had another family somewhere."
"Another family?" Elaine almost screamed.
"Don't act so shocked. It happens."
Elaine felt herself getting angry, first at her mother, then at her husband and finally at herself. She got up without saying anything and went in to check on the boys. They were down for a nap. She walked over quietly and kissed Jimmy and then Todd. A smile came to her lips as she thought that at least two good things came out of the marriage.
"Have fun," Sandra said as she waived goodbye at the door.
Elaine was a little late to the picnic and it was in full swing when she arrived. She parked the car and walked over to a large group of tables where several hundred people were gathered, eating.
The picnic was an annual event, held at a local park a few miles outside of town. Most of the employees and their spouses attended... it was almost a requirement.
Several of Elaine's co-workers greeted her and invited her to sit at their table. She agreed and looked around for Derrick. When she didn't see him, she figured he hadn't arrived yet. She drank several beers, chatted with her friends as she picked at a piece of fried chicken and a salad.
"Anyone seen Derrick or Dick?" Elaine asked, adding Dick's name so people wouldn't wonder why she was asking about Derrick.
"The boys are over playing softball," one of the women said.
Elaine looked over and saw two teams playing ball on a field a couple hundred yards away. They were too far away to see Derrick.
"Anyone want to go watch?" Elaine asked as she got up from the table.
"No thanks," one woman said, apparently speaking for all of them. "We get plenty of sports at home," she added with a laugh.
Elaine left the group and walked over to the field, carrying her third beer. When she got to the field, Derrick was at bat. She observed that he had on a sleeveless tank top, shorts and tennis shoes. A little chill ran through her when she saw his strong arms holding the bat in preparation for the pitch. When it arrived, he swung hard sending the ball flying far into the outfield. The left fielder turned and began to run as the ball sailed over his head. Then she watched Derrick's strong, athletic legs carry him effortlessly around the base pads. His team members screamed encouragement as he rounded third base and headed for home. The ball got to the plate a second after Derrick crossed. His teammates mobbed him as his home run had apparently won the game.
The game was over so the two teams gathered up the equipment. Derrick walked over to a cooler and got two beers and then came over to the bleachers where Elaine was sitting. "Hi," he said with a big smile and handed her a beer. "I was worried that you weren't going to make it."
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