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When she married Edward, Kelly was determined to put her wild past behind her. Everyone was surprised when he chose her. He grew up in a posh English family and dated “nice” girls. Kelly, with her lush figure, working-class background, and highly sexed nature does not fit that description. One night at a club in Cambridge, Kelly meets Tray, a handsome and charming black American stationed at the nearby Air Force base. While the old Kelly would have fallen into bed with Tray immediately, she resists, because married women don’t do that sort of thing. But her husband wants the old Kelly back. Edward is fascinated with the cuckold scene, and would love nothing more than to watch his wife having sex with a big, black man. But if this fantasy becomes reality, will their marriage survive? All the interracial cuckold websites promise, “Once you go black, you never go back.” Can Kelly continue to be a faithful wife or will Tray prove irresistible?
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About the Author
Rob Matthews was born in London. He divides his time between Britain and the United States. He lives with his wife Tina and their dog Boris. Coming soon: A Cuckold Odyssey, Book 2. Follow Rob on Facebook: Rob Matthews Author and Twitter: @robandtina1.
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She lay down on the bed. She expected him to lie next to her, but instead, he stood in the middle of the room and started taking his clothes off. Lifting her head, she watched as he unbuttoned his shirt. She held her breath as she saw his torso for the first time. He was in good shape. It wasn’t a gym rat’s body, but rather the body of a man who did manual work every day. His pecs and biceps were well developed, but they didn’t bulge impossibly and they weren’t covered with stringy veins. His skin was a warm brown and his chest and arms were covered with a fuzz of short black curls. Taking off his trousers, he revealed white boxer shorts. His thighs were strong and covered with longer hairs. There was no doubt his body was better than Edward’s. As soon as that thought crossed her mind, a different voice in her head said, Yes, Edward. Remember him? Your husband? So, what are you doing in another man’s bedroom, watching him undress?
She wished that voice had spoken up earlier, before she’d come upstairs. She could tell Tray to stop, put his clothes back on, and drive her home. But he might get angry. He’d definitely want to know why. And she didn’t want to admit that she’d pretended to be single to get free drinks out of him. So instead, she decided to try something she used to do when she was a child. Her head was already on the pillow so all she had to do was close her eyes and breathe heavily.
‘Kelly,’ said Tray, softly. ‘Kelly, are you asleep?’ She didn’t say anything. He paused for a moment, then added, ‘People aren’t usually this bored when I take my clothes off.’
Still, she said nothing. After a minute, Tray chuckled and said, ‘Oh, man.’ He switched the light out and lay down beside her. Kelly kept her eyes shut but was alert to anything he might do. Would he take advantage of a sleeping woman? And what could she do if he did? He was obviously a strong guy, so she couldn’t ….
She heard a quiet snore from the pillow beside her.
Her first reaction was surprise. She couldn’t think of any other man who would do this. Edward would at least have taken the opportunity to look down her t-shirt.