1. Black Boss Impregnates His Racist Employee's White Wife


    Date: 4/28/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: edlangston, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    tank top, with her braless breasts lewdly bulging out all over, and her thick nipples were visibly poking out against the thin material. She was a little heavier than I remembered her being before she became pregnant, but still gorgeous. She is about five feet and six inches tall, and must have weighed maybe one hundred and thirty-five pounds. She was lush, voluptuous, and curvy in all the right places, and her ass looked so nice and cushy. I like women with a little meat on their bones, and she looked fantastic and sexy. I made sure that she was watching my face while I openly looked up and down her torso and focused on her breasts, before I smiled and responded, “My goodness, Bobbi Jo, I don’t agree with Dale at all. You can take it from me that you look absolutely gorgeous. I think you’re even prettier and more attractive since having the baby. And never mind Norma, because I’ve had a hard time keeping my eyes off of you all afternoon.” She was smiling and beaming with delight at my compliments and replied, “Wow, Marcus, how nice of you to notice me and say so. I’m glad that at least one man around here appreciates the way I look. Have you really been watching me all day?” I had noticed her many times, but was exaggerating a little about how much I was watching her. I liked the way the conversation was going, though, and decided to continue with my little white lie. I said, “I don’t know how else to say it, Bobbi Jo, you look absolutely gorgeous and sexy to me, and it ...
    was impossible not to watch you.” Bobbi Jo blushed at my comment, and didn’t seem to know what else to say. I took advantage of the lull in our conversation to think of a way to get her alone. I have an extensive collection of American Civil War relics in my basement, and I was hoping that she would be interested in seeing it. So I asked, “Instead of sitting her all alone, would you be interested in seeing my Civil War collection? I don’t show it off very often, but it looks to me like you could use a break from the hot sun for a few minutes.” She accepted the invitation, and I was almost certain that no one was paying attention to us as I led her down the stairs and under the deck, to the door to our walkout basement. Once inside, I locked the basement door from the inside when she wasn’t paying attention, and then led her to the fifteen by fifteen feet room dedicated to my collection. She seemed a little nervous to be totally alone with a big, black man, but didn’t hesitate to follow me in there. We looked at several of the weapons, and then she seemed interested in the Confederate officer’s uniform that was displayed on a mannequin. She stepped up close to it, and asked why it looked so small. I explained that people back then were smaller than contemporary men and women because of their less nutritious diets. I was standing close behind her when she stepped back and lost her balance. I was there to catch her, and in doing so my hands were positioned on both sides of her ...
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