First let me say, I’m a black male 5’11” tall and 240lbs not fat, solid. This is my story of how I became the master in a cuckold relationship. It is a very long story, I hope you enjoy.
I was on the road staying at a pretty nice hotel. This business trip was a very hard one. The job that looked as if it would only take a day or two ended up taking two weeks. Well, anyway. At the end of the first week, I decided to go out and have a few drinks. Just to come down of the long week. I decided to go to a movie and then to the hotel bar to have a few drinks. After the movie I went to the bar and sat in a booth and ordered beer and wings. After awhile there I noticed that a beautiful redhead sitting at the bar kept looking in my direction. I did not think anything of it. I was the only black man in the bar, so I was expecting a few looks. It is not like I have not been in this situation before. Staying at these types of hotels, people normally think I’m in the music business or play some sort of sport. I don’t blame them, the place cost way to much, but the client pays for it so what the heck. But there was something about the way the lady at the bar was looking at me. It was not a inquisitive look. It was more of a look of interest. I have never been a shy one. So I motioned for her to come over. She got up from her barstool and walked over to my booth. She was about 5’5″ and I would say about 120lbs. She was wearing a red dress that hugged her curves. She sat down and introduced herself. Tammy. I started to pour on the compliments. I ordered her a drink and we started to talk. I noticed that she was wearing a wedding cluster. The stone on it was damn near the size of the diamond that Michael Jordan wears in his ear. I asked if she was married. She replied, “Something like that”. The bar had a dance floor. I don’t remember when the music started, because I was deeply involved in the conversation with Tammy. She asked if I danced. Hell yeah. We made our way to the dance floor. She really knew how to move that body of hers. She turned her back to me as we danced and moved closer to my body. I put my hands on her hips and we began to move as one along with the music. My dick started to get rock hard. I knew she could feel it as she pressed her body harder to mine. I really did not give a fuck if she could feel it. I know I have a decent sized dick. She reached around and put her hands on my hip and started to pull me tighter into her. We danced like this for a few more minutes. A slow song started to play and she turned around and damn near jumped into my arms. As we danced she whispered in my ear that she thinks my friend in my pants liked her. (more…)
