That night when I got home I was very quiet. I didn't have much to say, plus I was still in shock over all that had happened that day. Andy, getting out of the shower, began questioning me on what happened at work that day. Finally, I casually mentioned that I went to lunch with Amos. There was a long silence and then Andy walked over to me and said "What?" in a very loud and very shocked tone of voice. "What the hell are you thinking about!?!" he yelled, standing over me in an almost threatening way. "Well, he's very, very persistent," I said. And I said it in a casual, almost teasing, tone. I guess underneath it all I was really very angry. Angry that my husband wasn't man enough to keep me satisfied and at home. Man enough to keep other men at bay. After all, I thought, I had told him this man was making advances and he did nothing. Nothing to protect and defend meÑand my honor. An honor that was now goneÑtaken forever. Taken by a black, 65 year old janitor. "Why didn't you just tell him no!?!" Andy's voice was rising now. He was almost becoming hysterical. Black On White Date Link Joey Valentine The Minion Cumbang I am writing this story for the people who always ask me if I love being a slut. Well, I do and I hope this story will demonstrate how much I love all kinds of sex, but especially when I can be the slut I truly am. My name is Valerie, but my friends call me Val. I am a middle-aged woman from the south. I grew up in the country and led a fairly sheltered life until my cousins came back from England and taught me the ropes, you could say. Their father was in the Navy and they came home in the summer of my 15th year. That story is for another day, but let me just say I learned the joys of being bi-sexual with them that summer, and I learned that I really, really enjoyed all kinds of sex. I had a lot of fun my junior and senior year in high school and as many of us at that time became involved in drugs. My mother found out and sent me to an aunt's house for the summer of my senior year to dry out. There I met my love, a sailor and we wed. We moved around Interracial Creampie Eating Joey Valentine The Minion Joey Valentine at TheMinion.com Big Black Dick Shemale convinced that I didn't measure up to the kind of woman that could keep a man like Amos. But maybe it was true, I just wasn't good enough for him. Soon I found myself thinking of excuses to go down to the basement to visit the Maintenance Dept. One Friday I decided I would do it. I would go down to the Maintenance Dept and find out why Amos never followed up and called me again. Find out why this old, toothless, black janitor...dumped me. I went down to the Maintenance Dept dressed in a tight knit dress. Very short. With very high, high heels. I wanted to be dressed to kill. When I knocked on the door I heard Amos' voice say, "C'mon in!" I opened the door and there he was sitting at a table playing cards with several other black men, all who looked up stunned to see this young, put-together blonde calling on them. "Amos could I have a word with you?" I asked somewhat demurely. Amos turned with a big smile to the other menÑwho returned his smile with their own knowing smiles and chucklesÑand said, "Sho' babes. No prob." As we walked out of the room, Amos turned Ryder Skye Blacks On Blondes Joey Valentine The Minion Interracial Creampie African sperm to my womb. When he was done. He silently, and casually, got dressed and started to leave the room. "Are you done?" I said sarcastically and angrily. "Yep," he replied without feeling. I paused not knowing what to say...my anger drained away as I realized he was about to leave and felt no guilt...and little interest. "Will I see you again, " I asked, but in such a way that it was clear I was pleading. "We'll see." he said, and was gone. I got dressed. Walked out to my car trying to cover the huge stain that ran down my dress and got in. As I started to drive out of the lot to go home and change I saw Amos out in the lot with some of the other black maintenance guys laughing and high fiving each other. I drove home in a daze, recalling how my father would always refer to me as his "Aryan Princess"... I thought, what if he saw me now. Driving home after having sucked and fucked a black janitor, older than him. I thought, I should go and visit my dad; get back to my roots. Please give me an email and let me know what u thought: leasa24@hotmail.com