1. The Family BBC - Chapter 8


    Date: 3/31/2024, Categories: Fiction BDSM Black, Cheating Cuckold, Interracial, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex Reluctance Written by women Author: DiscipleN, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... was in fine form. "Mom what happened between you and Mr. Jones last night?" She went in for the kill.

"PEG!" George shouted.

She scowled, allowing her question to hang. Ridley was instantly interested too.

I sighed, shaking my head. "You really have some imagination, Peg." I began. "Mr. Jones isn't used to eating all the junk we served last night. He got ill, and I decided to stay with him overnight. I even took him to the hospital this morning, but they said it wasn't serious. Fortunately, Medicare paid for his exam." I could have added something about his deceased wife, but George might have laughed.

"You know your mother has a soft heart for underprivileged people. Peg, you need to start seeing the good in her, instead blaming her for the constraints that caring parents place on their children."

Although Peg could wrap her daddy around her little finger, she was also more likely to be swayed by his lectures over mine.

The antagonistic mood in the room cleared, and we strived for a normal evening together. Before going to bed that night, I asked Ridley if he wanted me to tuck him in. He saw Peg holding back her mirth, a first for her. "I guess not. I'm glad you could help Mr. Jones."

"Good night -- Rider." Peg let loose with a cackle.

"PEG!" It was my turn to be cross with her.

"I was just joking, Mom." She kept shuddering, stifling laughter.

"It's your bedtime too."

"Yeah, yeah." She headed to her room.

I snuggled up to ...
    ... George.

"Not tonight, Colleen." He looked miserable.

"Not even a good night kiss?"

My husband stood up, looking suddenly wretched, as if he'd been holding back his pain all day. "I just need more time, er, this time."

I stared at a black screen for nearly an hour before going to bed. I took care not to wake him.

***

An entire weekend commenced without a single, noteworthy event! It was marvelous to live like a family you'd watch on a general audiences cable channel. I totally accepted George's reticence to be sexual. Unfortunately, those two relatively peaceful days raced past us.

George had already left for work when I woke up on Monday morning. I crept out of our bedroom just in time to wish the kids a good day at school.

I went to work without breakfast, having finished the birthday leftovers for Sunday's dinner. I was a little behind on my quota, but I could handle support calls very efficiently compared to the department's average time. I didn't catch up that day, but I got close. I had a baloney sandwich for lunch.

George kissed me good-night that night, but that was all. I slept well. In the morning, while he dressed and went to fix breakfast, I took my basal temperature and checked my cervical mucus. Fear gripped me when the results showed that I was beginning to ovulate.

I arrived late for breakfast. I ate a hard boiled egg and a slice of toast with strawberry jam. The family dispersed.

By Tuesday's end, I'd exceeded my quota by a small margin. I ...
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