Lessons from the Black Neighbor Collection (Interracial Cheating Wife Bundle) E-Book

Jenna Powers

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2013

Beschreibung

Angela was once a quiet, bored wife looking for her husband's attention until one fateful day. She walked over to her black neighbor's house and met Malcolm. This intense bundle pulls together Lessons from the Black Neighbor 1, 2, and 3 into one incredible collection that features sizzling action. Watch Angela transform from a naive white wife to a chocolate craving student for her black man.

Lessons from the Black Neighbor

Angela is doing whatever she can to try to get her marriage back on the right track, especially when it comes to sex. The day after her husband falls asleep before they make love, she heads out to her friend Ebony. Unfortunately, Ebony has to head out but her husband, Malcolm is available to talk. As Angela lets out her frustrations, he decides to help teach her some new tricks... but for whom?

Angela takes quite the lesson from her black neighbor!

Lessons from the Black Neighbor 2

Angela tries what she learned from Malcolm, her big black neighbor, on her husband. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't have the same passion or fortitude. Angela decides to visit Malcolm again to see if she's doing something wrong. Malcolm, of course, is more than happy to give her another lesson... Can Angela handle Malcolm's new lesson or will it be too much this time?

Angela's second lesson is much more intense than her previous one!

Lessons from the Black Neighbor 3

Angela's back and tries to seduce her husband with some new lessons she's learned from her big black neighbor Malcolm. Her husband however, does not reciprocate, and ends up heading back to work. Malcolm miraculously shows up at her doorstep, looking for her husband. Angela decides enough is enough and takes the final lesson from Malcolm. But is she really ready for the final lesson?

Angela's third and final lesson is one that's going to push her over the edge!

Leseprobe

Lessons from the Black Neighbor Collection

By Jenna Powers

Table of Contents

Lessons from the Black Neighbor

Lessons from the Black Neighbor 2: The Second Lesson

Lessons from the Black Neighbor 3: The Final Lesson

About the Author

Lessons from the Black Neighbor

Angela placed a washed pot onto the dish rack and turned off the water.  She heard the front door opening and closing.  She walked out and poked her head out of the kitchen to see her tired husband wander in, slumped forward as usual.  She smiled and rushed out to give him a hug.

“Hey honey!”  Angela greeted.

“Hey,” her husband replied in his usual tired response.

Angela gave him a tight hug, which he tried to reciprocate but didn’t quite meet her affection levels.  She helped him take his coat off and hung it on the coat rack.  He took his hat off and placed it next to his coat and then headed straight for the sofa.

“Long day?”  Angela asked.

“The usual,” he replied with a sigh as he slumped down on the sofa.

He was a doctor at one of the busiest hospitals in town and unfortunately for both of them, it was flu season.  He’d had an influx of patients that caused him to stay later than normal, leaving early and coming home late.  The unfortunate aspect was that his specialty was more around surgical procedures but due to some internal politics, he was being put at bay, working menial tasks.

Angela smiled and sat on his lap.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in close to give his cheek a kiss.  He responded by turning the television on.

“Let’s get wild tonight,” Angela whispered.

“Rain check?”  Her husband replied.

Angela’s eyes narrowed in anger at his response.  He seemed to be pushing her way at every chance.  The last time they had made love was nearly six months ago when the internal politics at work had started.

“Honey... it’s been so long,” Angela said.

Her husband smiled at her and nodded.  “You’re right, never mind the rain check.”

Angela smiled back and gave him a kiss on the lips.  He responded back with just a peck on her lips but nothing further as his eyes focused on the television.  Angela sighed, stood up and straightened her apron.

“What’s for dinner?”  He asked.

“Some lasagna,” Angela answered.

“Thanks honey,” he replied as he stared at the television and flicked through the channels.

Angela was speechless as she turned and headed back into the kitchen.  She couldn’t believe how nonchalant he was.  His reactions were beginning to really get on her nerves and strain their relationship.

She pulled out the lasagna and carefully placed a slice on a plate.  She grabbed a fork and knife, and then headed back out to the living room.  Her husband was staring at the television, oblivious to the world around him.

Angela placed the plate on the coffee table and sat in the long couch to the side.  He leaned in, grabbed the dish and began eating.  Angela had warned him about the hospital, in fact, she had worked at the hospital previously as a nurse.  Ever since she met with him, she was able to quit her job.

“Anything exciting happen?”  Angela asked.

“Not much, the usual sick patients.  I can’t believe they’ve still got me watching over people with the common cold.  I watched a patient come in getting prepped for some brain surgery.  Oh... what I wouldn’t have done to get that job,” her husband replied, lasagna slowly hanging on the side of his fork.

“Don’t worry honey, it’ll work out.  Once that bastard Yuseff leaves, you’ll be right back on track,” Angela comforted.

“Ha!  That’s if Yuseff ever decides to leave,” her husband replied.

The remainder of his dinner was silent, just the sound of explosions coming from the television.  Angela yawned and headed upstairs, getting ready to take a shower.  She had a surprise planned for her husband, a sexy little piece of lingerie that she knew he’d enjoy.

She turned on the hot water and let it flow across her body.  The initial cold rush of water caused her nipples to perk up immediately and she gasped.  After a few brief moments, the water turned warm, and then hot.  She never could get used to the initial cold blast, and she always forgot to stay away from the water stream.

She turned and tilted her head back, letting it slide past her silky, smooth hair.  She closed her eyes, letting the warm was over her.  A smile crept up on her lips as she thought about making love to her husband.

It had been so long since they had really embraced.  Her hands slid down her smooth belly, slowly making their way between her legs.  Her fingers passed by her neatly trimmed bush, which, for this occasion, she trimmed it into an arrow, pointing it straight down to her pink lips below.

She placed one finger right at the tip of her pussy and slowly rubbed, teasing herself.  A small, soft moan escaped her lips as she pushed down.  Her other hand made its way lower, pausing to let the warm water rush off her fingertips and dribble past her wet pussy lips.

Her fingers slowly pressed upward and into her, sending tingling sensations through her.  She bit her lower lip, the warm water from the shower rushing into her mouth.  She instinctively licked her lips and pushed her fingers deeper inside her.

She sped up the pace slightly, sliding her fingers in and out faster and harder.  Her pussy throbbed and squeezed, growing wetter with each stroke.  Washing herself was now the last priority on her mind.

She heard footsteps out in the bedroom and smiled.  Her husband was finally reacting to her bits of seduction.  She quickly turned off the water and grabbed a nearby towel to wipe herself down.

Angela paused, part of her hoping that he would burst into the bathroom, but she was only met with silence.  She shrugged and headed into the closet, quickly grabbing the sexy piece of lingerie she had bought for this occasion.  She was hoping that his jaw would drop.

It was a nice little one piece outfit, in the form of a French maid outfit but made out of material that could easily be seen through.  She put on a little string thong that barely covered her neatly trimmed bush and exposed her ass to the world.  She smiled, looked at herself in the mirror and then headed out to the bedroom.

Angela squinted, her eyes adjusting to the dark room.  The only light illuminating the room was from the bathroom.  She stared across the room to see that her husband was in bed, lying down.  Angela wondered if he was waiting for her.

She slowly walked towards the bed, swaying her hips seductively.  As she grew closer and closer to the bed, she heard a strange noise coming from her husband.  She stopped and her own jaw dropped; he was snoring on the bed, knocked out cold.

“Unbelievable...”  She whispered to herself.

All the planning, the buildup, the masturbating in the shower was for nothing.  He had no intention of making love at this point.  Angela sighed and headed back into the closet.  Tears formed at the tips of her eyes as she pulled down her lingerie disappointedly.

She began to wonder if her husband had lost all interest in her.  This wasn’t the first time this had happened and most likely was not going to be the last.  She sighed and tossed her lingerie to the corner, along with her thong.  She grabbed a nearby pair of panties and a t-shirt, and then headed back out to the bedroom.

“You’re really pushing it,” Angela said under her breath as she got into bed.

Her pussy was still wet and ached, ever so softly, for attention.  She sunk her head deep into her pillow, closed her eyes, and let out another sigh.  She hoped that things would change soon.

***

Angela’s eyes shot open as the alarm blared away.  Her husband shot out from bed and straight to the bathroom.  Angela pressed the snooze button, and then turned off the alarm.  She could never get adjusted to the loud ringing in the morning.

Angela heard the shower faucet turn on as her husband hopped in.  She stretched in bed and yawned, feeling exhausted.  She curled back onto her side and stared at the clock, watching the numbers tick away slowly.  She closed her eyes, listening to the water flowing out from the bathroom and slowly dozed off.

Angela opened her eyes as she heard a loud beeping noise outside.  Her eyes struggled to focus but after a moment, she was able to see the time.  She jolted upright, confused at how fast time had gone by.  It was already well past noon, sunlight beaming through the large windows of the bedroom.

She slowly moved to the edge of the bed and looked outside.  She could barely see the top of a moving truck outside.  Angela got out of bed and leaned over to look down.  It was her neighbor across the street.

“Careful with that please!”  A voice called out.

Angela saw her neighbor, Ebony walk out from the house, pointing at the movers.  They were one of the few colored people in the small neighborhood.  Angela turned, grabbed some clothes and headed out, curious to know what Ebony was doing.

She quickly pulled on her jeans, a little hoodie and jumped into her flip flops.  She made sure to grab her keys and then headed out.  Ebony saw Angela and waved.

“Hey girl,” Ebony greeted.

Angela smiled and waved back.  “Hi Ebony.”

She crossed the street and gave Ebony a small hug.  Ebony smelled sweet, like vanilla.

“What’s going on?”  Angela asked.

“Just getting a new bed.  The last one was... well, for lack of a better word, it wasn’t good enough for Malcolm and me,” Ebony said, a small, sly smile creeping onto her lips.

“I thought you guys had a nice king sized bed?”  Angela asked.

“Yeah, well, unlike some things, size isn’t everything,” Ebony joked.

Angela smiled sheepishly.  She understood what Ebony was joking about but she was not used to hearing sexual jokes.  She’d grown up in a very religious, conservative family from the south; in fact, her meeting with Ebony would’ve made her parents livid.

“It was pretty pricey.  The frame is made out of oak, should be much more stable than the last bed,” Ebony continued.

“Wow, guess Malcolm is doing well?”

“Malcolm?  He’s about the laziest black man you can find!  No, I got a sweet deal from a friend of mine who just opened up her furniture shop.  Malcolm’s still doing his little gig at the gym, he’s actually resting at home right now,” Ebony said with a laugh.

“Must be lucky, being able to see him whenever,” Angela said.

“Oh, is Davie still coming home late?”

Angela nodded.  “Yeah, it’s been rough these past few weeks.”

“We should grab drinks sometime, let you vent,” Ebony offered.

“No time now?”  Angela asked with a smile.

“Oh, I’m sorry sweetie, I’m actually headed out right now.  You could always check and make sure these guys put the bed in carefully.  I don’t think Malcolm is going to pay attention,” Ebony said.

Angela’s head bobbed left and right as she contemplated.  Ebony smiled and placed her hand on Angela’s upper arm.

“Actually, I’d insist.  I trust you much more than Malcolm in making sure everything arrived in one piece,” Ebony said.

“Oh, well, in that case, of course,” Angela replied with a smile.

“Thank you so much.  Feel free to grab lunch or something with Malcolm, maybe vent to him a bit.  He’s going to be bored out of his mind whi [...]