The Family BBC - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

The Family BBC - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

"It's black." My bewildered husband stared at the thing in the box. I had bought it as a gift for us.

"Yes, George, and it is one of the bigger dildos which the store carries." I spoke calmly but with strength. "This is the right step for me to take. It's not about you but what I face in the immediate future, if not today then possibly tomorrow."

"I believe you, Colleen, but I also worry-" He bit his lip. "About me."

"You will never lose my respect, no matter how you react." I touched his arm. "George, you are stronger than you give yourself credit for, despite setbacks. If we're lucky, perhaps you'll find a measure of peace with your experiences, including playing with this stupidly expensive lump of silicone." I tried a chuckle. He gave a polite smile. I slid the cover onto the box and stashed it in a dusty shoe box, taking care not to disturb the dust. I put the shoes, which I hadn't worn in months, by the door, so I could donate them.

My story about the black gardner, revealed my husband's latent fetish to be enhanced by an interracial element. Bringing a tidbit of reality to that fantasy felt like the right thing. As for my feelings, I didn't like the dildo at all. I shouldn't have bought one so lifelike with veins and a fat flaring tip! My stomach got queasy from looking at the black toy, but I didn't tell my husband. I was confident that he needed to take this next step.

My ill fortune took the next step in the middle of the night. My phone ...

... blared me awake. The loud ringtone roused George as well. Leland was calling. I tapped the 'end call' button and switched off the ringer. It immediately vibrated in my hand, another call from Leland. It was quickly followed by a text. "You goin to suffr lot wrse than hve if y don anser m cals." His typing was terrible. I went to our bathroom, but I found myself unable to close the door, which would have shut me in a small room with Leland's presence. I hurried out into the hall and went into the utility closet, leaving the door open by a comfortable gap. I tapped on 'call back.'

"Wha te fuck, Colll'n?" He was angry but his words were slurred.

"It's the middle of the night. You woke my husband."

"I'm drunk. Yer li'l, white pussy bett'r hed don ta 6ththth street and Main b'fore I lose conshus. Take me to Thuh Stadem or hospit'l, d'pending how you find, urk!, me."

"I'll be right there." I assured him. I could have buried my phone under a towel and gone back to bed, but the intersection he spoke of had a reputation. If he did fall unconscious, he would wake up in a hospital, probably in traction. Still I dithered, telling myself that the bastard deserved to be broken!

I went to George who was even more awake having witnessed my furtive actions. "This will make no sense, but Leland is in considerable danger. I don't want to go to him, but-"

"He's not tricking you?"

"Not this time. I'm sure." I was mostly sure.

"I'll go with you." He started getting out of ...