Darnell Jordan, better known as ‘DJ’ by his friends cohorts, had no intention of letting the upstart new coworker Jeff Harrington interfere with his plan to fill the recent vacancy as department supervisor.  In fact, it had been DJ himself who had cunningly created the damn vacancy in the first place as his next stepping stone up the corporate ladder.  And now this young punk was suddenly in the limelight ahead of him.
 
‘DJ’ had finessed his girlfriend Vicki Styles, good-looking and sexy but a trailer park tramp at heart, into seducing old Howard Cramden or ‘Howie’ as everyone referred to him.  The portly sixty-year-old department supervisor could not resist the sexy young damsel and once Vicki had the old coot under her spell, she systematically wore him down till he was but a shell of a man.  Draining him physically by demanding more sex or she’d find someone to accommodate her, he was soon emotionally and financially wiped out until his health began to fail.  Right up to the point of having to take an extended medical leave of absence and eventually retiring.
 
DJ was proud of how ingeniously he had set the whole thing up.  Howard's work record was impeccable, as was his reputation as a husband and family man.  The old coot had been a pillar of the community and DJ just couldn't see himself being stuck in a dead-end job with no chance of moving up to department supervisor anytime in the foreseeable future.  Ever resourceful, DJ decided to move up the timetable by getting rid of Howard Cramden years ahead of would otherwise the bastard’s plan to work till age 65 just because he enjoyed working.

Thus, DJ came up with his devious plan of using Vicki Styles as the bait to dangle before the old bastard, knowing he’d give his left nut to nail such a young and attractive beauty.  Although Vicki was head over heels in love with him, she had initially refused steadfastly to throw in with DJ on his plan.  However, DJ always found a way to get Vicki to do whatever he wanted her to do.  He got the rather naïve Vicki to believe that once the old coot was ousted and DJ assumed the position of department supervisor, it might ultimately lead to fulfilling her longtime dream of becoming Mrs. Darnell Jordan.
 
So, as disgusting a proposition as it were in spreading her legs for the old geezer, Vicki reluctantly threw in with DJ to seduce the unwitting corporate exec, playing the part of the Wicked Witch.  With the higher ups meeting for a weekend at a plush resort for the annual budget plans, DJ put his plan into action, secretly taking a room there and then pointing out to Vicki the old geezer.  And that ‘chance’ meeting of a beautiful blonde at poolside would change his life forever.  Invited up to the beauty’s room was a dream come true for the old man, but actually it would be a true nightmare with his subordinate hiding in the closet and filming it all.

It wasn't long before Howard Cramden regretted having given in to 'the sins of the flesh' but by then it was too late.  Vicki had him by the balls, literally and figuratively, and she had no intention of letting go until her mission had been accomplished.  Pretending that she was in love with him, Vicki was relentless, just hoping that the fat old bastard didn’t have a heart attack while fucking her.  And the way he wheezed as he fucked in and out of her, Vicki was quite relieved when each fuck was concluded.

Incessantly demanding his attention, affection and sex, Howard Cramden was quickly driven to distraction and his head spinning from the whirlwind affair.  Unable to satisfy Vicki's robust sexual appetite and fearing that his wife would find out, not to mention the scandal that would occur at the office if word leaked of his affair with a subordinate's girlfriend, things went downhill quickly.  If that wasn't bad enough, Howard wondered what DJ, a man of imposing size and strength, might do to him if he caught wind of the affair.
 
Vicki was purposely making Howard's life a living hell, orchestrating scenarios that were sure to keep him on pins and needles, fearing that their torrid affair would be uncovered.  Howard began to drink heavily, his health was failing, and he was quickly falling into disfavor with his superiors at work.  Unable to keep up with Vicki's lusty sexual appetite, he acquiesced instead to satisfying her material needs by paying her larger and larger sums of money, especially after Vicki duped him that she was pregnant with his baby and needed money for an abortion, plus a rather large sum of money to reimburse her for all the inconvenience and mental anguish.
 
It wasn't long before Howard found himself on the outside looking in, and DJ was already anticipating word from the higher ups that he was in line to assume the job of department supervisor.  Instead, however, Jeff Harrington transferred in from the eastern region and DJ was asked to teach the young executive newcomer the ropes.  DJ was no fool, he immediately saw the handwriting on the wall as the punk was on the fast track with the company.  Once Howard Cramden was dispatched, it was Jeff Harrington and not he who was being groomed for promotion.

DJ had worked too hard in setting this all up to simply stand by and allow Jeff Harrington to cash in on the deal.  DJ cunningly accessed the situation, considered his options and altered his strategy accordingly.  It would be a while yet before Howard Cramden was officially out of the picture and a successor was named, so DJ would play along for now and wait for his opportunity to wrest the promotion from his unwitting new coworker.
 
Over the next several weeks DJ put on an Academy Award winning performance, befriending Jeff Harrington and showing him how things were done.  During that time,
Jeff unwittingly confided a great deal about himself, including the fact that he had recently gotten engaged and his fiancée was arranging to move her to town to be closer to him.  DJ learned that the gal’s name was Stephanie Schaeffer, and of course she would have her own apartment until the wedding as Jeff Harrington did not want to send a message to coworkers and higher ups that there was any sense of impropriety in the arrangement.
 
Jeff explained to DJ that he planned to find an apartment for Stephanie during the upcoming weekend but it seemed that with the current high rental market, all the landlords wanted a long-term lease to lock in the income before the bubble burst.  Ever the opportunist, DJ suggested instead that Stephanie move in with Vicki.  After all, it would be a much simpler and cheaper arrangement, no lease and the two girls could split the cost of rent and utilities till the wedding.
 
In truth, DJ wasn't concerned in the least with making things simpler and cheaper for Stephanie, but moving Stephanie in with Vicki would allow him greater control over how, when and where he concocted the next scam, this one on the punk who was dealing himself into the job.  And in this way, DJ could more easily keep tabs on Jeff through his fiancée.
 
Although Vicki wasn't thrilled about taking in a roommate, she had already paid her dues, subjecting herself to the disgusting and degrading ordeal of seducing Howard Cramden, feeling sick each time the pudgy old bastard went at her like a fat pig.  So she  now had every intention of seeing the scam the rest of the way through, no matter what the additional cost.  With that initial seduction concluded, Vicki would play her part, pretending she was all for the idea of having Jeff Harrington's fiancée as a roommate.
 
DJ had been so intent on scamming Jeff out of the upcoming promotion that it hadn't occurred to him as to what Jeff's fiancée looked like.  But when she showed up at Vicki's door, DJ was totally dumbstruck by the young blonde's beauty.  Although he detected a twinge of revulsion as she shook his hand as introductions were made, DJ could sense that she was every bit as sweet and innocent and classy as she was beautiful.  Wearing a dress and 3-inch heels, she was dressed the way DJ wished all females would.  His cock sprung to life in his pants as he greeted her, then DJ noticed Jeff ambling up the walk, fully loaded down with boxes.

Stephanie tried to will herself to feel otherwise, reminding herself that she loved Jeff and that she wasn't the kind of woman to fantasize about another man -- especially a black man -- but it was no use!  Stephanie caught herself daydreaming about DJ and longing to be with him and experiencing the delicious tingle between her legs whenever DJ was near.  And with Vicki using astrology to further confuse and mislead the innocent and naïve young beauty, Stephanie was led to believe that it was in the stars that she was destined to be with a tall dark stranger.

Vicki, as per DJ's instructions, was subtle and cunning about it, leading Stephanie along slowly and systematically.  She embellished the naive beauty's astrological readings.  Although Stephanie blushed and naively dismissed Vicki's predictions that there was a tall, dark stranger in the young beauty's future, it wasn't long before Stephanie began to wonder if in fact the 'tall, dark stranger' might be DJ.  After all, how else could she explain the heavenly tingle between her legs whenever DJ was with her.
 
Vicki and DJ had also been successful in planting the seeds of independence in the young bride-to-be.  Stephanie was beginning to become a bit less concerned with her previous interest of only wanting whatever Jeff wanted and a bit of a rift was building between the engaged couple.  Exercising her new-found independence, Stephanie changed her hairstyle and began wearing a bit more make-up, ignoring Jeff's efforts to influence her in being the conservative young woman that she normally was.
 
Jeff was concerned about appearances and towing the line, but suddenly Stephanie seemed less so inclined to do so.  His lovely fiancée began referring to him as the 'old stick in the mud'!  Also, Stephanie began more and more to emulate the carefree, spontaneous and exciting lifestyle of Vicki and DJ.  With the wedding coming up soon, Jeff began to realize that her staying with Vicki, with DJ constantly there, needed to be ended soon.
 
With Jeff out of town once again and with Halloween rapidly approaching, DJ and Vicki decided the time was right to spring the trap.  The company always put on a gala Halloween party and Stephanie was told it was a chance to really make an impression.  Jeff would be back just in time for the party.  Stephanie had stopped by the costume shop and picked up Jeff's Spiderman costume earlier that afternoon, along with a costume for herself, that of little Red Riding Hood.
 
Vicki insisted that Red Riding Hood just wasn't a daring enough costume for this party, proudly modeling her own very sexy costume, Daisy Duke.  Stephanie blushed, offering a weak protest, but allowed Vicki to lead her into the bedroom and present her with a tantalizingly risqué French maid uniform  The outfit comprised of: a short black low-cut dress, sheer lace panties, fishnet stockings, garter belt, and patent leather pumps.  Also, a lace apron and cap along with a feather duster completed the outfit.

Although Stephanie tried to beg off on wearing a costume so blatantly risqué, Vicki had established enough influence over her naïve young roommate by now that she could effectively sway Stephanie to her way of thinking.  Vicki simply countered that
Halloween was all about letting one's hair down and daring to be out of character, pointing out own attire of a lowcut sexy black outfit that would portray her as the 'Wicked Witch'.  Stephanie knew that Jeff would not approve of his fiancée wearing so daring and suggestive a costume, but she felt so wonderful and sexy.  And Vicki's words convinced Stephanie to give in to the moment. “Fuck Jeff, this is your night!”

As Vicki stripped Stephanie down and had her step into the sheer lace panties, followed by the dress, fishnet stockings, garter belt and heels.  Then, it was topped off by the lace apron and cap.  By the time Vicki had finished with Stephanie's hair and make-up, the innocent young bride-to-be was ceremoniously transformed into a sexy vixen.  Unbeknownst to the blushing bride-to-be, DJ had watched the whole show and it was all he could do not to rush in and nail her right then and there.  But he wanted to save that for later, and if his plan worked, she'd be begging him to take her.
 
But first things first!  While Vicki applied the finishing touches to Stephanie, DJ stole into Stephanie's room and inspected Jeff's Spiderman costume.  The spandex tights were designed to be worn over special briefs that came with the costume.  The briefs included a pouch designed to keep the man's 'package' snugly in place under the spandex tights.  DJ choked back a laugh as he ditched the briefs, knowing that Jeff would be none the wiser and unable to get away with wearing his boxers under the costume.
 
If DJ had it figured right, it wouldn't be until Jeff was well into the party before he discovered his dilemma, thanks in no small part to the Viagra DJ planned to slip into Jeff's drinks.  But by then it would be too late and Jeff would be sporting a raging hard-on under his spandex tights and causing quite a spectacle.
 
By the time Jeff caught a cab from the airport, there was no time to lose.  He rushed to slip into his costume and head for the party.  When he arrived, he took one look at Stephanie and hit the roof.  Expecting to see her dressed demurely as Little Red Riding Hood, he was shocked and upset to see his fiancée prancing around as a French maid, her low-cut top and too-short skirt revealing entirely too much skin, as far as Jeff was concerned.  In fact, if Stephanie bent over even just a bit, her sheer lace panties crept into view.

Jeff pulled Stephanie off to the side and gave her an earful about how shamefully she was dressed, and the other party goers could not help but overhear and note that there was discord brewing between the young couple.  DJ interceded, handing Jeff a drink, taking Jeff by the arm and leading him away from Stephanie, momentarily defusing the situation.  The higher ups also noted Jeff's outburst and DJ's cool collected intervention, but as far as DJ was concerned, he was just warming up.
 
An angry and sullen Jeff Harrington began drinking more than he customarily would have, unbeknownst to him ingesting a hefty dose of Viagra.  A short time later he was in a real quandary, sporting a raging hard-on under his costume.  Making it to the men’s restroom, Jeff figured he’d stay there and hide out till his boner subsided, wondering if he should wank off to ease the tension.

Seeing Jeff make his way to the men’s room, DJ chuckled to himself as he made his way to the restroom.  Observing the young punk shuddering as he attempted to pee in the urinal, DJ called out “Ya okay, Jeff?  Ya look a little pale!”  Then the punk groaned out in response “Ah, man ………………………..never felt like this before!  Jeez, I got a hardon that won’t quit and it’s so damned noticeable under this fucking Spiderman outfit!”  “Don’t worry about, man!  The dance floor is dimly lit!  Jist go and take Stephanie out on the dance floor!” DJ advised, then added “Yeah, that’s right …………….she ain’t talking to ya right now!  I’s got it ………………I’ll get Vicki to dance with you!”

Convincing the unwitting fool that the hard-on was not as noticeable as the fact he was hiding out and shunning the other guests.  “It sure won’t make a very good impression ………………….on your co-workers, corporate sponsors and the bosses!” DJ advised the stupid fool.  “Splash some water on your face ……………….compose yerself!  I’ll git ya a drink to calm ya down!” DJ told him.  Going out to get him another gin and tonic, DJ returned once the blue pill dissolved.
 
Noticeably inebriated by the time he returned to the party, with Stephanie not speaking to him, Jeff was happy to see Vicki walking over in to fill the void. Having seen DJ whisper to her and point her in his direction, Jeff knew he owed DJ one.  Drink in hand as she made her way over to him, DJ was relieved as she took his hand and pulled him over toward the dimly lit dance floor.

Slow dancing with Jeff, Vicki played the part of being a bit woozy from too many drinks.  Chatting with the embarrassed young man, she pretended not to notice that Jeff was sporting a boner and naively moved up closer, grinding her crotch against his as they slow danced.  Knowing that DJ had put more than double the normal dosage of Viagra a normal man should take, it was easy to push the foolish Jeff over the edge to orgasm  She felt him shudder, grunt and try to pull back but she 'innocently' held him close till she was sure he has shot his load.

Then when she pretended to realize what had happened, stepped back to look down at Jeff's crotch to see an incriminating, tell-tale wet spot visible in the crotch of his blue body suit.  “How dare you!” Vicki yelled out, slapping his face to purposely caused a scene that drew everyone's attention, including Stephanie's.  With Vicki stepping back away from him screaming “You’re a sick pervert!  Pushing yourself up against me like that …………………………..to get yourself off!” all eyes were now focused on Jeff’s tented and wet crotch of his costume.

It was not the type of attention an up-and-coming talented executive wanted to have with an upcoming promotion in the works.  This lewd perverted sexual act that Jeff perpetrated on the 'innocent, unsuspecting' girlfriend of Jeff's coworker, who had tried to valiantly intervene to save Jeff from making a scene earlier that night when Jeff confronted Stephanie about her choice of costume, would certainly end his climb to the top.  With his costume crotch splotched with semen, who would believe that Vicki misinterpreted Jeff's inappropriate actions?  And Stephanie’s face displayed how mortified and disgusted she was with him.

Again DJ interceded, drawing approval from co-workers and higher ups for his initiative, diplomacy and resolve.  Within minutes, DJ, Vicki and Stephanie left the party to drive back to Vicki's apartment together.  With Jeff having his own car, he was left to wallow in his embarrassment and try to convince the others that it had all been some sort of misunderstanding.

DJ and Vicki exchanged knowing glances, certain that Jeff was no longer on the fast track for promotion.  But there was a dividend still to be cashed in.  Once back in Vicki's apartment, DJ took the initiative to sooth and reassure Stephanie, who had been mortified and humiliated by her fiancé’s despicable performance at the party.  ‘Who did he think he is?  Publicly giving her an earful about how shamefully she was dressed while he was drunk and running around the party shamelessly sporting a raging hard-on under his costume and causing a scene by taking liberties with Vicki?’ was what Stephanie was thinking.

“Jeff’s probably on his way right over to make it up to you, Steph!” Vicki advised.  To which Stephanie sobbed and responded with “No ……………I don’t want to talk to him ………………..to see him again ……………….the bastard!”  As Stephanie began sobbing, Vicki gave a wink over to DJ, advising “You ‘take care’ of Stephanie, DJ!  I’ll go on outside and intercept Jeff when he arrives!”  Seeing the wide smile on DJ’s face, Vicki knew that she had done her part and now it was up to DJ to finagle his way into the innocent bitch’s tight little panties!

Sobbing and trembling, Stephanie was soothed by DJ's nurturing as he put his arm around her and began to caress her back.  Sipping at the potent straight up drink that DJ had made to calm her nerves, the strong smell of alcohol camouflaged at added ingredient of the dose of liquid Spanish Fly, which naïve Stephanie had never experienced anyway.  Already feeling the effects of the earlier drugged drinks, this drink would prime the powder keg ready to blow.

With the apartment complex having a late night Halloween gig all their own, parking was at a premium, causing Jeff to circle the block and find parking a distance away.  Vickie had seen Jeff’s car pass earlier and was set to intercept the young punk, whom she had so cleverly made to look like a fool in front of everyone.  With some kids next door yelling out “It’s Spiderman!” Vicki turned to await his arrival.

Jeff approached the building where Stephanie and Vicki shared the apartment and observed the woman dressed up in the witch's costume with arms crossed awaiting for his arrival.  “I ………………I’m really sorry, Vickie ………………………..it ………………………..it’s just when you pressed up to me ………………………….and felt me …………………..with ……………………with an erection …………………….and didn’t move away ……………………..I ……………………….I just thought that you didn’t mind!” he stammered out.

‘What an absolute fool!  I played him like a violin and he’s now apologizing to me!’ Vicki chuckled.  Then to play it to the hilt, she responded “I’m sorry too, Jeff ……………………for making such a scene ……………………..it’s just that I was totally caught off guard ………………………didn’t react very well!  I’m over it now, but it’s Steph that’s really upset ……………………she sent me out here to tell you to stay away from her!  I’m sure she’ll get over it ………………….just give her some time, Jeff!”
 
When DJ dropped the girls off first, then parking at the nearby park, Jeff had not seen his car around and merely assumed that DJ had gone on home.  He also assumed that Stephanie was in the apartment unit alone, not suspecting that she was in there with DJ about to put the make on her.  Apologizing once again to Vicki and about to turn and leave, Jeff was surprised to feel his fiancée’s roommate grasp his hand and pull him back, telling him “Don’t worry, Jeff, I forgive you!  Stay and chat a bit ………………maybe you and I can figure a way to get Steph over this nightmare of a night!  Let’s just wait a bit and I’ll see if she’s simmered down enough to talk things out with you!”

Disgusted with Jeff's controlling and judgmental nature, along with the humiliation he'd put her through at the party and making a play for her roommate instead, Stephanie closed her eyes at the comforting massage DJ was now applying to her shoulders.  Then Stephanie recalled events earlier that day, right where she was now sitting when Vicki had mentioned the possibility of the horoscope reading of that tall dark stranger.
 
“Maybe that tall dark stranger has already come into your life, Steph?  Maybe that someone is DJ!” Vicki had advised to her shock.  “I ……………….I would never interfere or come between you and DJ!” Stephanie exclaimed in response.  She had never in her life betrayed a friend, even when good looking guys in high school and college wanted to date her, if that meant upsetting one of her girlfriends.  Thus, she was surprised when Vicki gave her blessings if DJ was the one, saying that “Oh, he’s real good in bed, honey …………………………but after so long, don’t think we’re destined to tie the knot!  So, if’n it’s you Steph ………………you have my blessings!”

Of course Vicki believes DJ's intended fling with Stephanie is a one-time thing, that DJ hoped to knock the bitch up in the process, with that serving as the ultimate humiliation to the punk who was after the job he sought so badly.  Having done her part, once DJ nailed the innocent little bitch, then both Jeff and Stephanie will be out of their lives once and for all.  And DJ would receive the promotion as originally planned, followed with them tying the knot.

As for Stephanie and DJ, sparks had been flying for a while, and tonight the stage was set to pull the trigger on their simmering lust.  With DJ planting a wet kiss on the back of her neck, Stephanie shivered with pleasure, needing to clench her thighs together to stem the juices from flowing.  Thighs relaxing a bit, Stephanie felt her cunny become slick as love juices escaped into the crotch of her panties.

“I just wish I could get back at Jeff!  Oh, I’m planning to throw the ring back in his face but I wish that I could do what Vicki did tonight ……………………..humiliate him and put him in his place!” she fumed, venting her anger to the devious DJ who had plotted this entire fiasco.  Then, to Stephanie's surprise, she shuddered at the pleasure of DJ’s thick lips on her neck as he suggested a get-even scenario.

Indeed Stephanie was thrilled at the prospect of doing it in front of her soon to be ex-fiancé, even taunting him in the process, seemed the right payback for him.  And with Vicki having given her blessing if DJ was in fact that tall dark stranger, why not let it happen while still engaged to Jeff …………………………why not let him see his bride-to-be cheating on him …………………..having a big black cock stuffed up in her ………………..and making fun of Jeff’s masculinity at the same time.
 
Then, with Vicki looking at her watch, Jeff was puzzled to hear her advise “I feel bad about what I said on the dance floor in front of everyone …………………….actually, what I forgot to say before running off!”  With the puzzled look on Jeff’s face, she added “I forgot to say ‘Trick or Treat’!  That boner hardon wasn’t by accident you know ………………..just a heavy dose of viagra ………………………….and your outfit missing a part wasn’t by accident!  DJ’s idea of a ‘Trick’ to get even for horning in on the job he had set his sights on!” he learned.

“Well, Jeff, why don’t we go up and take a peek inside!” Vicki advised.  Then she added “You got your Halloween trick already ……………………….so now it’s time for your Halloween treat!  DJ’s had more than ample time to sooth that pretty fiancée of yours by now!  If not, he’s obviously losing his touch!”  Jaw dropping, Jeff stammered as he asked “DJ?  You mean DJ’s been her all along ………………….with Stephanie?  DJ’s in the apartment comforting her?”

That’s when Vicki gave out a loud laugh “If I know DJ, he’s more than comforting her ………………………….more like screwing her by now, Jeffie!”  Totally stunned, Jeff shuddered as Vicki reached down to grasp him by his hardon.  “Ah, Goddddddd!” he shuddered from the pleasure of having her trim hand squeezing upon him.  And then Vicki was pulling him up the stairway towards the apartment that she and Stephanie shared together.  “Jeffie boy ………………………you should never have gotten on DJ’s wrong side ………………………getting in ahead of DJ for that job promotion!

Then, moving slowly toward the partially open window, they observed the front of the maid’s uniform having fallen forward from being unzipped in the back.  Also removed was the lacy white bra that had been under it as DJ’s thick black fingers were kneading at Stephanie’s succulent white globes.  “Ohhhh ……………………oh, my …………….DJ ………………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Stephanie shivered as the thick thumbs flicked at her hardening pink buds.  “Oooooooooooooo ……………….yesssssssssss!” she moaned.

For DJ, as planned, he kept an eye on the mirror as he knew Vicki would be leading the young punk to the partially open window to see the show.  Seeing the movement, knowing that Vicki and Jeff were right outside, he bent over to nibble at Stephanie’s earlobe and whispered “Don’t turn and look but Jeff’s peeking in from the window ………………..watching me feel up yer purty titties!”  DJ got just what he hoped for when the blonde beauty laid her head back on his shoulder, moaning loudly “Oh, DJ ……………………..touch me ……………………..touch meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Though furious and jealous at seeing her man put the make on the innocent little bitch, Vicki told herself that it was just going to be this one time, then DJ will be on top of the world in getting the craved promotion that he’s after.  ‘That innocent little bitch don’t know what she’s in fucking in for!  I told her DJ was good in bed but she’s gonna have to get that pussy stretched out real good to take in that horse-sized dick DJ’s got!’ she thought.

Carrying the sweet little bitch over to the black leather sofa, he grasped the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to reveal her pink groove.  DJ then dove in for the tasty treat, sliding his tongue up into her juicing slit.  “Ooooooooooooo …………………God ……………………aaaaaaaaaaaa …………………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came the moan of pleasure as the innocent beauty arched up into his face.  With his experienced and talented tongue, DJ expertly sought out her clit.  A flick of the tongue over her most sensitive spot had Stephanie squealing “Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ………………….God ………………………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”  Seconds later, DJ began lapping up all the sweet honey from the convulsing beauty.

As Stephanie quivered from the mind-shattering orgasm, trembling as she slowly drifted back down to earth, DJ got up from the sofa and turned slightly.  He was going to give the young punk peering through the window a show that he’d never forget.  Pulling open the front of his costume and getting it off along with his jockeys, DJ then proudly grasped his manhood that was currently drooping at half-staff.  A couple of slow strokes as he gazed upon the beauty’s succulent body, he then announced loudly “I’m gonna breed ya, bitch!”

‘Oh, my God ……………………..he’s not planning to use a condom!’ Jeff realized, as this was something that Stephanie had always insisted upon, not wanting an accident to occur before they got married.  With DJ dressed up in his horned outfit, it really seemed as if Lucifer had come to claim his virginal sacrifice.  Shivering with pleasure, with Vicki’s soft hand wanking him as she leaned over to whisper “Sharing the apartment with Steph and having only one bathroom, it’s easy to know when each other is having her period!  I told DJ that your little sweetie is quite ripe for the plucking tonight!  And as you can see, DJ’s quite anxious!  Look at him …………………………..that big black bull’s about to mount that little bitch of yours!”

Wanting DJ, yet frightened at the enormous monstrosity being stroked between his muscular black legs, it was the knowledge that Jeff was witness to this that had her lifting her legs high and spreading them wide.  Then with arms up to welcome him to bed, she panted out “Yes ……………………yes ………………….breed me ……………..breed me like a bitch ……………………..I want you to be the first ……………………the first to breed me …………………….the first man to fuck his seed into me!”

If he was not standing just yards away, Jeff would never believe it true that his beloved Stephanie would ever behave like a wanton slut.  Lovemaking between them over the past year and a half had always been in a dark romantic setting, with Stephanie always making sure that he was equipped with a safety condom before allowing the petting to get too far out of control.  Mouth wide open, Jeff watched as the trim sexy legs of the woman betroth to him was actually spreading her beautiful legs for another man ………………a black man ………………….begging him to fuck her!

“Please ………………………..oh, please ……………………………..I need it ……………………..I need it so badddddddddd!” was what Vicki and Jeff could hear clearly as DJ stepped up between Stephanie’s widespread legs.  And then, Stephanie’s voice took on a tone of fear as she panted “No ……………………nooooooooooo …………………….it won’t fit ………………………..it’s too bigggggggggggggggg!  DJ …………………no, stop …………………..please, no ……………………..I changed my mind ………………………………….you’ll tear me!”

Fortunately, the ‘Fright Night’ party at the apartment complex next door had a lot of frightful screams from both children and adults.  And such masked the high pitched scream that Stephanie emitted “Aieeeeeeeeeeeeee ………………….aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ……………………..noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!  Oh, God ………………….stop ………………..stopppppppp ………………..it hurts ………………it hurtsssssssssssss!”  For DJ, this was pure music to his ears, having dreamt of this since meeting her that very day in this same apartment.

As for cuckold Jeff, he was in no position to intervene and assist the woman to whom he was engaged to marry.  For one, it was quite a turn on to be watching his bride-to-be be fucked by another man ……………………….to take a big black cock up into her prim and proper pussy.  For another, Jeff could not move an inch as he did not want the woman on her knees before him to stop the pleasurable blowjob, the very first time he ever had a woman’s lips on him.

“No ………………..no ………………….no …………………….stop ………………stop …………………..stoopppppppppp!” Stephanie whimpered as DJ wouldn’t be denied as he forced his monstrous cock up into her way to tight slit.  She couldn’t believe the size of it, at least a foot long and all the way up into her belly, twice the length as to what Jeff was endowed with.  And then it stayed deep within her cunny without moving as DJ was allowing her pain wracked body to adjust to his monstrosity.

Tongue flicking around his sensitive cockhead, Jeff’s eyes were still peering into the apartment as DJ was now beginning to slowly slide in and out of Stephanie’s widened slit.  And now, with DJ’s cock sliding in and out of her cunny, Stephanie’s arms could be seen coming up to encircle DJ’s thick neck.  Then Jeff observed his fiancée’s trim white legs encircling DJ’s black ass.  What an erotic sight it made as Stephanie’s pedicured toes were curled as she locked her ankles around her dark lover.

As the lengthy cock within her began to speed up, know full well that this was payback to the bastard she was engaged to, Stephanie panted “Ooooooooooo ………………..oh, DJ ………………………oooooooooooohhhh, so goodddddddddddd ……………………oh, yesssssssssssssssss ………………………..fuck me ……………………………fuck me ……………………………you’re the very firsttttttttttttt!”  Then, knowing it’d full well demean a listening Jeff, she added “The very first ‘real’ man to have me …………and you’ll be the very first to cum in me!”  Then Stephanie arched and cried out “Yessssss ………………………..cummingggggggggg ………………I’m cumminggggggggggg!”

“Ahhh…………………..ahhh …………………………argggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh, baby ……………………….ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came DJ’s groan as Jeff observed DJ’s black ass muscles clench.  It was quite obvious to Jeff as to what was now taking place.  He now observed the large black ball sac contract time and time again as DJ unleashed his hot baby juice into Stephanie’s fertile womb.  “Oooooooooooooo ……………………yes …………………..yes ……………………..cum in me …………………..yes …………….oooooh, so hottttttttttt!  Give me your little black bastard!” he heard Stephanie coo.

At that very instant, Jeff clenched his teeth and threw his head back as his cock erupted into Vicki’s hot sucking mouth.  Then he leaned against the outer wall of the apartment, turned to put his back against it for support as Vicki’s flicking tongue had him wanting even more of that fantastic cocksucking.  Little did he realize that it had been a contrived setup as Vicki looked forward to getting in a little payback also, for when DJ tossed that little bitch out on her ass to go back to her punk Jeff, then she would taunt the bitch of how she had blown the man she was engaged to marry.

Then to their dismay, the lovers inside had quietly gotten off the sofa and disappeared into Stephanie’s bedroom.  For Jeff, he was dismayed and disappointed as he wanted to see more of DJ slamming his big black cock into Stephanie’s innocent white body.  As for Vicki, she was also dismayed and disappointed, for this was not to happen as DJ had told of giving the bitch a good fucking with Jeff boy watching and then tossing her out on her ass to join her foolish fiancé.

Furious at DJ as he was not keeping his promise of just one fuck, Vicki wanted to go inside.  But she knew better than to rile DJ, even if it meant that he had more fun at her sake.  ‘Well, I need a good fuck at this point and I’ll get to taunt the bitch that I not only blew her man but fucked him as well!  Maybe even better would be to let the bitch know that her man had his pecker up my shitty ass!  Heck, it’ll even be fun teaching this inexperienced pup a few things!  With that amount of Viagra, the poor bastard won’t be able to get it down for hours!’ Vicki thought, as she led Jeff down to her car in the parking lot.

That next week, from her job as a waitress in a two-bit restaurant, Vicki made a call to DJ’s office to see if dinner was on that night.  She was surprised when Lucy Armstrong answered the call with “Mr. Jordan’s office! Can I help you?”  Normally it was one of the guys in the department DJ worked in who would answer if DJ was not in.  Then she recalled who Lucy Armstrong was, the secretary for old man Cramden, to who she would give a fictitious name when she called for the old man.

It was then that Vicki learned that DJ had just been promoted to old man Cramden’s job that morning and had taken the afternoon off to celebrate.  ‘God, why didn’t he call me?  I’d have taken off the day to celebrate with him ………………after all, we did it together!’ she thought.  Identifying herself, Lucy Armstrong recalled her as being DJ’s date at the Halloween party.  Then Vicki inquired of Jeff Harrington and Lucy advised “Oh, he was let go by the company!  After what he did to you at the Halloween party, it served him right, honey!”

Unable to reach DJ on his cellphone throughout the day, Vicki headed on home after work.  Entering the apartment, she was surprised to see a very cheerful Stephanie nicely decked out in an evening dress and heels with her cosmetic case on the dining table.  Just the other day, Stephanie had broken up with Jeff, telling her that she was thinking of moving back home with her parents for a bit and think things out.  “What’s up, Steph?  Where you off to?” Vicki asked.

With Stephanie throwing her arms wide and giving her a big hug, Vicki wondered as to what in the hell was going on.  Then an excited Stephanie broke the news “Oh, Vicki …………………..I’m so happy you gave me your blessing!  DJ certainly is the tall dark stranger in my life!  He wants to marry me …………………..he took me out to lunch and proposed today!  And I told him ‘yes’!”  Then Stephanie added “DJ helped me pack up my things this afternoon!  All I’ve got left is my cosmetic case!  Gotta run ………..going to meet DJ at the swanky Dom Dominic’s restaurant to celebrate our engagement along with the promotion DJ just got!”

Vicki now realized that she too had been ‘tricked’ by DJ on Halloween night!  Tears in her eyes, having lost the man of her life, she thought ‘Damn, I literally got screwed in the ass that night!’  She had let Jeff screw her in the ass so that she could taunt Stephanie about it but now it was for naught.  Startled by the ring of the telephone, Vicki answered it and found it to be the whimpering Jeff Harrington trying to get hold of Stephanie in hopes of patching things up.

As the months went on, DJ and Stephanie tied the knot, though her belly was beginning to swell a bit from being over four months pregnant with DJ’s baby.  With the church and reception hall reserved a year in advance after Jeff had proposed to her, Stephanie saw no reason to have to start over and do things differently.  Though her stout Catholic parents weren’t happy at all with her pregnancy before marriage, not to say her marrying a black, what could they do when Stephanie told them that DJ was the man she truly loved!  Being stout Catholics, abortion was out of the question, besides their daughter's bulging belly made it quite obvious that it was too late to even consider it.

As for Vicki and Jeff, that phone call had the two losers getting together that night to console each other.  Jeff loved the sex Vicki gave him and Vicki needed a sugar daddy, figuring that Jeff had the knowledge and talent to land himself another good paying job.  So, they paired up and tied the knot with Vicki ready and willing do whatever it took to get her man ahead.  How ironic could it be that Jeff got hired on as an associate V.P. to a sixty-year old man planning to retire in five years, a man named Cameron Howard, or better known as ‘Howie’ to his friends, a happily married man who just couldn't keep his eyes off Vicki's long trim legs!
 

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