" A Kind Offer "

By Orestes

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   " Mr. McGill, could I have a word with you ?"

   I waved the young woman into my office casually. It 
was tough to read her expression as she closed the 
office door behind her, and took a seat across from me. 
I didn't know the girl very well. She had been working 
in the office for only a couple of months, and I hardly 
knew a thing about her.

   " What can I do for you... uh...  Gwen ?"

   I caught a whiff of her perfume from across the 
desk. A little strong, but pleasant. She paused for a 
few seconds before speaking.

   " It's about my boyfriend, Robert..."

   Ah. That was it. Her boyfriend had been hanging 
around the office recently while she worked. He was 
usually around at lunch time, or just before closing. 
She probably just wanted to apologize for the way he 
was hanging around and joking with the staff, I 
figured.

   " I wouldn't worry about it, Gwen. A lot of the 
girls have their husbands or boyfriends come around. 
Unless it really gets in the way, we don't worry about 
it. "

   " Uh, no. That's not it. "

   That was a little embarrassing, jumping to the wrong 
conclusion. But the moment passed quickly as I wondered 
what else she would want to talk about involving her 
boyfriend. I had only seen the guy a few times in 
passing. From what I could recall, he was a college 
athlete of some sort.

   " My boyfriend, " she began again, " he's willing to 
let you suck his cock. "

   There was a moment of puzzled silence between us as 
I tried to figure out if I heard her right. She was 
watching me for reaction. 

   " I'm sorry. I'm not sure I understood. "

   Gwen looked self-conscious for the first time in the 
conversation. " It's just that he's, well... he's 
black... and..."

   The words hung in the air. Of course he's black. I 
tried not to think in racial terms at all, but I had 
obviously noticed that he was black. So was Gwen. What 
difference was that supposed to make ?

   " And he thought you might want to suck his dick 
because he's a black guy. He's pretty well hung too. So 
he thought you might like it if he let you suck him 
off. "

   To say that I was stunned would be an 
understatement. I was hardly able to sputter out my 
response.

   " No... I mean... he was mistaken... I don't really 
want to..."

   " I'm sorry, " she cut me off. " I'm really sorry. 
He wanted me to ask you, is all. I hope you don't hold 
this against me. "

   " Of course not. It's just a misunderstanding. Why 
don't you go back to your desk, and we'll forget this 
conversation happened. "

   Easier said than done. It was such a bizarre 
conversation that I couldn't get it out of my head. It 
wasn't the only odd conversation I had that day. When I 
talked to my wife, Tanya about it, her reaction wasn't 
what I expected.

   " Why ?"

   " What do you mean, 'Why ?' " 

   " I mean, why did he think you wanted to suck his 
dick ?"

   Now, I've always known that Tanya was quite open 
about sex. She meets with a group of girlfriends every 
week, and they talk about all sorts of things. More 
than I'm comfortable with, really. Nonetheless, I had 
still expected her to be a little shocked by the odd 
proposal. Instead, she just seemed interested. 

   " She told me that it was because he was black, and 
had a big cock, so he thought I might want to suck it."

   " Oh, he's black. "

   " I'm sure I mentioned that before. What difference 
could that make ?"

   " No, Paul, you didn't tell me he was black. I'm 
surprised you didn't tell me that. "

   " Well, I hardly noticed it myself. I mean, I don't 
even think about what racial group they belong to. It's 
just not an issue. "

   " Oh, come on, Bryan. You obviously noticed that a 
big black guy was hanging around the office. Don't try 
to gloss this over. "

   " I never said he was big. Why do you jump to that 
conclusion ?"

   She shook her head and smiled. " Don't try to avoid 
the issue. You said he was an athlete and Gwen said he 
had a big cock. I just figured he was a big guy. But 
you still haven't admitted that you noticed her big 
black athlete boyfriend was indeed black. "

   " Okay, so I noticed. "

   " Which returns us to our original question. Why ? 
Why did he assume that you wanted to suck his dick ? 
Maybe it was the way you looked at him while he was 
hanging around the office. Maybe you paused just a 
moment too long, trying to catch the outline of the 
bulge in his shorts. "

   " How did you know he was wearing shorts ?"

   " Think about it, honey. It's summer. He's a college 
football player. He's not likely to be hanging around 
your office in a business suit. And you're avoiding 
again. Maybe your eyes just gave him a signal, and now 
he thinks you're looking for a little black cock. "

   " That's ridiculous. I'm sure he didn't think any 
such thing. It's just a stupid misunderstanding. "

   " Well, I guess we'll never know. "

   She seemed almost smug about it. Tanya knew this was 
bothering me, and she just had this innocently 
obnoxious look on her face. She was enjoying making me 
second guess myself.

   The next day at work, I couldn't concentrate. Black 
or white, I had never sucked cock in my life. Sure, 
maybe I had noticed the difference a couple of times in 
the locker room. And maybe I had noticed the obvious 
bulge in Robert's shorts while he was hanging around 
the office. It's not like he was trying to hide it. 
That still didn't make me a cock sucker.

   As annoying as it was, Tanya's question really got 
to me. I called Gwen into my office early in the 
afternoon.

   " I'm sorry to disturb your work, Gwen, but there's 
something I needed to know. When you came in here 
yesterday with Robert's... uh, offer... was there some 
specific reason that he thought I would be interested 
?"

   She began to blush all over again. " It's just, 
Robert says that a lot of white guys, from the locker 
room and everything, want to suck black cock. I don't 
know if it's true, but he says that white boys... um, 
white guys... do it because they have such small dicks 
themselves that they're really like girls compared to a 
black man. It's only natural, he says, that a white boy 
should want to service him. "

   This guy sure had a high opinion of himself. Yes, he 
probably had a big cock. Okay, maybe I had sized it up 
a couple of times when he wore those cotton shorts 
around the office. That didn't mean I automatically 
felt inferior in some way. 

   " So, guys have done this with him before ?"

   I couldn't believe I asked the question.

   " Sure. At my last job, one of the junior executives 
approached me about it. I even watched while he did it. 
I wasn't jealous or anything. Robert was just doing 
this guy a favour by letting him suck some black cock. 
I got a raise out of it too. That guy sure liked to be 
on his knees. He had Robert come in every week. "

   " Why me ? I mean, was there something specific 
about me that made him think..."

   " Oh, I don't know, " Gwen shrugged. " I guess he 
just figured that you'd want to... you know."

   So that was it. No big explanation. And I was ready 
to forget the whole thing...

   ...until I talked to Tanya about it the next night.

   " I really can't believe you called Gwen back into 
your office to ask about her boyfriend again. " 

   It had been her damned questions that put me up to 
it, but she stared at me in disbelief. 

   " Well it turned out to be nothing. Just a 
misunderstanding. You see, her boyfriend had an 
arrangement with Gwen's previous employer, and..."

   " What ? How would you find out something like that 
?"

   I paused. I just knew that she was going to read 
something more into this. " I asked. I mean, I asked if 
he had done it before, with other guys. "

   Tanya cracked a smile. " This is actually funny, 
Bryan. You've *got* to know how this would look to 
Gwen. Just a day after she asks you about sucking her 
boyfriend's cock, you call her back in to pump her for 
details. If she didn't think you wanted to suck cock 
before, I'll guarantee you that she does now. "

   It really hadn't occurred to me.

   " Do you really think so ?" This whole thing was 
turning into a bigger deal than I wanted.

   " Definitely. Okay, think about it this way: every 
week I meet with some of my friends, and we often talk 
about sex. I mean we talk about all the details... 
size... style..."

   " Okay, I get it. You talk frankly about sex. " I 
was a little annoyed. She knew how I felt about those 
meetings. I didn't like her revealing our private 
details so openly to her friends.

   " Anyhow, we talk about our husbands and boyfriends. 
Let's say Janice came to one of the meetings..."

   " Janice who ?" I'd never heard the name before. Was 
Tanya's group of friends larger than I thought ?

   " She's an ad executive. She came with Tracy. But if 
you keep interrupting, I'll never finish... let's say 
Janice came to one of the meetings and told us that her 
husband got an offer like the one you received from 
your secretary."

   " You wouldn't tell them about this, would you ?"

   " Hush, Bryan. You're not letting me make my point. 
If Janice were to tell us a story like that, we'd get a 
good laugh out of it. Now, let's say she told us that 
her husband called the secretary back into his office 
to press for details. "

   " That's not how it happened. "

   " Let me finish. Then, let's say that Janice *also* 
tells us that her husband likes to watch porno movies 
that always seem to include well hung black guys. "

   " That's not fair. We picked those out together. "

   " Okay. Not quite fair. But you can see how it would 
look suspicious. "

   Damn it, Tanya really knew how to get my goat. " So 
what do you think I should do ?"

   She was smiling smugly again. " Do whatever you 
want, Bryan. It doesn't bother me. It'll just make for 
some nice anecdotes for future meetings. "

   " You're a brat. "

   I couldn't stay mad at her, though. It's hard to do. 
She's a dynamic personality in everything she does. One 
minute, she's verbally tying me into knots, and the 
next, she's flashing me a grin that can only mean one 
thing. We ended up having rough, uninhibited sex while 
watching a video.

   It was a new one, and I guess Tanya picked it out 
recently. The bitch... she actually picked a video with 
some white guy sucking off these big black guys in a 
locker room. God, she sure knows how to play on my sore 
spots. Despite myself, I had a huge orgasm in her mouth 
while watching the video.

   Of course, once I was at work again the next day, I 
couldn't shake the feeling that Tanya was right about 
what Gwen must think of me. It was driving me nuts. I 
even thought I caught her talking on the phone about 
it, because when I cam near, she hung up, and tried to 
casually cover the notes she had written.

   I wondered if it was just paranoia. Tanya really had 
me wound up about this. 

   There was no way I was going to call Gwen into my 
office to confront her about it again. I watched her 
through the window to my office while she worked. One 
more time, when she thought I wasn't watching, she made 
a phone call, and finished writing something on her 
notepad.

   As quickly as she was done, she slipped the notepad 
into the top drawer of her desk.

   I was dying to know what she had written, and by 
this time, I wasn't above using a little deception to 
find out. Just before closing time, I sent Gwen down to 
make some copies. While she was out, I casually walked 
over to her desk, and, trying not to look too 
conspicuous, I opened her desk drawer.

   The notepad was plainly in sight. 

   ' 11:00 pm, tonight 
     bring Robert along
     2324 Main St (upstairs)'

   This was more then a little strange. I closed the 
desk drawer, and retreated to my office to think. The 
address she had written down was that of my wife's 
restaurant. It was also the place that Tanya met with 
her friends every week on Thursday nights. 

   They didn't know each other, though... did they ?

   Curiosity would get the better of me, of course. I 
sat in my office for the next two hours, long after the 
rest of the staff left, trying to convince myself not 
to go down to Tanya's restaurant. In all the time since 
we had married, I never interfered with Tanya's social 
life. These Thursday meetings, as much as I 
disapproved, were her private time with friends, and I 
had always respected that.

   But I just had to find out what was going on. I 
needed to know why Gwen and Robert had been invited. 

   I arrived just shortly after eleven, and then sat a 
few minutes in the car, looking across at Tanya's 
little Italian restaurant. The place closed at 10 
o'clock, but the lights were on.

    The restaurant was just another expression of 
Tanya's adventurous spirit. While I had committed to a 
steady management job that bored me to tears, she had 
risked our savings on opening her own restaurant. 
Almost effortlessly, the place had become a success. So 
it was only natural that her friends now took their 
weekly social gatherings to this place.

   I waited for as long as I could stand, but I finally 
stepped out of the car, and fished through my pockets 
for the spare set of keys to the restaurant. At the 
very least, I wanted to see if Gwen and Robert were 
actually there.

   The back door was the less conspicuous entry. I 
could come through the kitchen quietly enough. 

   So that's how I ended up peaking through the door to 
the kitchen while I drank in an unbelievable scene. 
When Tanya set up the restaurant, she had renovated the 
place to include a little lounge area by the fireplace. 
It was a comfortable setting where a customer might 
relax on a sofa and enjoy a drink after dinner. 

   This lounge area is where all the action was taking 
place. Gwen sat amongst the other women in Tanya's 
circle of friends. They had all taken seats on the two 
long sofas facing the fire. 

   Their attention was centred on Robert. Or, I should 
say, on Robert and Tanya. 

   He was naked, sitting back on an overstuffed chair 
in front of the fire. In his lap, was my pretty petite 
wife, Tanya, slowly grinding her body against his. The 
flickering warmth of the fire tied together the relaxed 
sexual atmosphere of the room. I could see that some of 
the women had openly pushed their hands down the front 
of their panties, and were rubbing themselves as they 
watched my wife toying with Gwen's boyfriend.
   
   It was hard not to get caught up in the pure 
eroticism of the scene before me. Tanya was putting on 
a sexy performance for her friends, and they were 
enjoying every moment of it. She pressed her swollen 
nipples between her fingers, and soaked up the 
encouraging words of her girlfriends.

   My own feelings were more than a little mixed. Tanya 
had always teased me with her appetites. Tormented me 
even. I knew she was a free spirit, and much sexier 
than the limits of our relationship had allowed her to 
be. But, even over the last week, with the strange 
conversations we had about Gwen and Robert, I hadn't 
suspected anything like this. 

   Now, while watching Tanya's sexy little lap-dance, 
my chest was filled with confusion and betrayal. The 
funny thing is, I knew it wouldn't do any good. As with 
everything in our relationship, it was a waste of time 
to try to control her. She was going to do what she 
wanted, with or without me. 

   So I watched impotently while she finally squirmed 
out of her panties and lowered herself onto his cock. 
She faced the other women, her back to Robert. He 
reached his big hands around front of her and squeezed 
her delicate breasts as she rocked up and down, trying 
to accommodate his size. 

   " Mmm... you look like you're in heaven, Tanya, " 
one of the women cooed. I looked her direction, and for 
the first time, noticed that the woman was holding a 
video camera to capture the action.

   Gwen agreed. " Oh yeah... get a close-up of her 
face, Janice. That's damned sexy. "

   I looked back to Tanya. Her eyes were closed, and 
her mouth hung open with lust. I'm ashamed to say, I 
don't think I'd ever seen my wife quite that aroused. 
It was like she was re-enacting a scene from one of our 
favourite videos. My own cock was hard and twitching in 
my pants as I recalled the same scene.

   When Tanya's eyes finally opened again, my heart 
almost stopped. She was looking directly towards me. I 
froze in place. She couldn't possibly see me through 
the darkness of the restaurant, could she ?

   Nonetheless, she knew that I was there. A smile 
crept to her lips, and her eyes locked on my position 
as she began to slide herself down the full length of 
Robert's cock. The other women giggled from some inside 
joke as Tanya licked her lips in my direction.

   God. They knew that I was here too.

   Watching. While my wife rides the cock of another 
man.

   Even though I was sure that none of them could see 
me through the darkness, the shame of the situation 
rose to my cheeks. Even if I hadn't been here, I knew I 
was the subject of their jokes. No doubt Tanya had told 
them about Gwen and Robert's offer. They would all know 
the way she had teased me about it. And now, as if 
intent on stripping away the last of my manhood, Tanya 
was showing her girlfriends how much she was enjoying 
Robert's cock over mine.

   On top of all that, I could hear them all laughing 
as my wife directed her performance towards me. What 
kind of a man, they would wonder, would stand by and 
let this happen ? 

   I wondered the same thing.

   Tanya slowed down now. She was ready for something 
else. Deliberately, and still with her eyes locked on 
me, she lifted herself from his cock. 

   The large tool popped free of her, and stood 
glistening in the firelight, rigid between her legs. 
Tanya sat on Robert's pelvis now, her knees still 
firmly hugging his legs, and her wet pussy against his 
pubic patch. The image was almost comical as she faced 
me, leaning back against him with his large cock 
protruding from between her legs. 

   She was still teasing me, I knew. She knew how much 
this scene would arouse me. She knew it better than 
anyone. It was the reason why, despite all of my 
denials, she knew that Gwen's offer would gnaw at me. 
Tanya knew me better than any person on earth, and 
right now, she knew the effect that it would have, with 
her little hand encircled around his cock, taunting me 
with it.

   Tanya had me trapped with her eyes. I knew she 
couldn't see me, but she held me there easily.

   The amused look on her face told me what she had 
planned. It was that devilish, mischievous look she 
gets when she absolutely knows she's going to get her 
way.

   Then she made a simple gesture towards me. " Come 
here, " she told me, with a single finger, and a her 
smouldering eyes. 

   I couldn't do this, I argued to myself, silently. 
Not in front of all of these women. As much as I always 
played along with Tanya's games, this was too much. I 
couldn't bear the humiliation.

   But even as I argued with myself, I pushed against 
the swinging door that concealed me in the kitchen. The 
burn of humiliation was hot on my face as I stepped out 
from the darkness, and realized that every eye in the 
room was following me. 

   Gwen laughed, and exchanged knowing glances with my 
wife. I dropped my eyes to the floor. 

   " Come on, Bryan, " Tanya was having too much fun 
with this to back down. " All the girls know what 
you're here for. You wouldn't have come this far if we 
were wrong about you. "

   God, how much had she shared with them ? My body was 
awash in shame and arousal, and I couldn't even manage 
a half-hearted denial. Tanya knew she had me in the 
palm of her hands. I walked unsteadily towards her.

   " Stop, " she ordered me. " I want you to crawl the 
rest of the way. You should approach a magnificent cock 
like this one on your knees, shouldn't you, white boy 
?"

   The women laughed. Tanya and I had played games with 
her dominant side before, to a much lesser extent, and 
those sessions came back to me now. I slowly dropped to 
my knees, and crawled towards her with my head down.

   It burned in my chest to think of who these women 
were, watching me crawl for their pleasure. They were 
Tanya's closest friends, and all professional, 
assertive women like her. Executives. Entrepreneurs. 
They were already the kind of women who could look down 
on a middle-management drone like myself. 

   All except Gwen, that is. God, I couldn't believe 
how low I was sinking in front of my own secretary. I 
tried not to think about how rumours of this would get 
around the office.

   The smell of sex filled my nose as I crawled up 
between their legs. I could see Tanya's wetness on 
Robert's cock. I struggled to suppress a wave of 
jealousy as it jolted through my mind. It was too late 
for that. With my mouth inches from his cock, and Tanya 
looking down on me knowingly, it was too late to 
salvage my pride.

   Even as I opened my lips and extended my tongue 
towards his shaft, I knew I'd relive this embarrassing 
scene in my sexual fantasies for years to come.

   " Stop, " Tanya ordered me, just as I was about to 
make contact. The other women laughed as I reluctantly 
pulled my tongue back. " I want my friends to see how 
much you really want this. Take off your clothes for 
us. "

   I was so horny now, I couldn't conceal my 
desperation. With shaking hands, I began to shed my 
clothing.

   " He's not half bad, " her friend, Trish commented. 
I'd met Trish and her husband a couple of times at 
social functions, where we had exchanged pleasant 
chatter over dinner. Now she was appraising me like a 
piece of meat, and I had no one to blame but myself. 

   Naked now, I knelt between their legs again. Tanya 
was stroking Robert's cock between her legs as if it 
were her own. My own cock hung erect between my legs, 
exposed to all the women in the room. 

   " Okay now, " Tanya told me. " You know what you 
want. Go ahead. "

   Then, despite my shame, I proved to everyone that 
Tanya was right about me. Her flavour was strong on 
him, and filled my mouth as I bobbed my head up and 
down on the tip of his tool. 

   " That's a good little cock sucker, " my wife 
encouraged me, as she took hold of my hair with her 
left hand, and guided my pace. With her other hand, she 
stroked the lower portion of his shaft. I raised my 
eyes to hers now, which added to the strange 
incongruous feeling that it was actually Tanya's cock 
that I was sucking.

   Everything she said now was to add to my 
humiliation. She knew she had me where she wanted me, 
but was showing off for the other women. She wanted 
them to see how her words aroused me.

   " You like to play the part of such a liberal, don't 
you, hubby ? You pretend that colour doesn't matter. 
Hell, you pretend that you don't even notice it. Do you 
notice it now, with a big black cock in your mouth ? 
You've repressed it, dear, but I've always known you 
had this little secret. I could see it in the magazines 
you buy, and the videos we rent. On the inside, you've 
got all sorts of little prejudices..."

   Robert groaned as I continued the treatment. Tanya 
pushed my head further down, forcing me to gag on his 
cock as it pressed against my throat. 

   " Oh yeah... you like all of the stereotypes. You 
don't even have any black friends. Gwen was your 
secretary for two months, and you barely knew her name. 
You just take everything from your silly porn magazines 
and stories. In your little fantasy world, every black 
guy is just some dumb cock to be sucked. "

   " Would it surprise you to know that Robert is a 
medical student, and in a couple of years, he'll be 
making more money than you'll ever earn in your crappy 
office job ? Gwen's a student too. I'll bet you didn't 
even know that. With her college degree, and with the 
excellent performance evaluations you'll give her from 
now on, she'll be promoted ahead of you in no time. "

   She was really laying it on thick now, and there was 
some truth in everything she said. I had only thought 
of Gwen as some lower-class black girl with little 
education and a jock boyfriend. Now that she was seeing 
me embarrass myself this way, I knew that she must be 
enjoying every moment. My cock twitched and dribbled 
with pre-cum. 
 
   " God, you were so easy to fool, " my wife told me, 
in almost a whisper now. My mouth was letting out 
slurping noises as my jaw went numb. I was vaguely 
aware of Janice bringing the camcorder around for a 
better view of my face. " After I told Gwen to make you 
the offer, I knew it was only a matter of time before 
your curiosity won out. And you believed the whole jock 
stereotype completely, didn't you ? The truth is, 
Robert has no interest in you. He only agreed to do 
this for Gwen's sake. He didn't even want to watch you 
do it. "

   Her words stung. If at all possible, I felt like an 
even bigger fool in front of these women. But now I 
couldn't stop myself. I could feel his cock beginning 
to swell in my mouth, and god help me, I wanted to make 
him cum so badly.

   " Pull your head back, Bryan, " Tanya ordered me. " 
He's going to cum, and I want it to be on your face. "

   I levelled my lower lip against the head of his cock 
as Tanya masturbated him onto my face. 

   " Get a close-up, Janice, " instructed Gwen. " I 
want a really good money shot. "

   And she got it. He squirted across my eye and 
forehead with his first ejaculation. Janice squealed 
with satisfaction as she video taped him depositing 
rope after rope of jism onto my waiting face. Tanya 
continued to milk his cock over me until all that was 
left was a weak dribble into my mouth. 

   " Nnnng, that was hot, " said Trish. I could see her 
in the firelight, fingering herself on the edge of the 
sofa. " If you don't mind, maybe I could invite Glen 
over. He's always after me for oral sex, and I don't 
think he'd mind getting a little of this. He might even 
want to try Bryan's ass. "

   Tanya was looking at me with a gleam in her eyes. 
Now that the sexual floodgates had been opened in our 
relationship, there was no telling how far she'd take 
it.

   " Maybe some other time, " my wife smiled. " For 
now, I think our little white boy owes Gwen a little 
attention, for lending us her boyfriend tonight. What 
do you think, Gwen ?"

   " Mmm... yeah, " the black girl answered. " I think 
I can find a few good uses for my boss' tongue. Come on 
over here and get your first taste of my ass, boy, 
because I have a feeling you'll be kissing it for a 
long time to come.  "

   I had the same suspicion.

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