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Last Friday my wife phone rang, she received a call from her younger brother , informing their father was in the hospital and not doing well. She was raised by her maternal grandparents because her parents struggled with alcohol, leading to her mother's death. Her father, also had a drinking problem and was an angry and distant father, only reaching out when he needed something.

Despite her frustration, she realized she had to face the situation since her brother live far away. After sharing the news with me, she hoped i might give her an excuse to avoid going, but deep down, she knew she had to make the trip. She reluctantly packed her things, kissed me goodbye, and drove to the hospital. She called her brother. As she drove to her father's house, she found Tyson waiting outside, her father's housemate. He is a 27-year-old black man whom my wife had met briefly. She acknowledged that Tyson and her father were friends, and his situation was likely difficult, so she tried to set aside her irritation.

After picking him up, they headed to the hospital, and she asked for updates about her father. Tyson explained as best as he could, omitting the fact that her father's drinking had led to his current state. During the ride, she began to change her opinion about Tyson. She realized he might see her father as a mentor rather than just taking advantage of him. Tyson interest in her physique, which initially bothered her, began to feel flattering. She hadn’t received such attention lately, and even the notion of being looked at by another man sparked something within her. As they arrived at the hospital, tension rose inside her. Tyson, acting both gentlemanly and desirous, put an arm around her as they walked inside. She noticed the reactions from bystanders to their interracial pairing, which intertwined with the feelings of 'innocent cheating' she had been experiencing.

Just before entering the hospital, Tyson stopped and turned to my wife. He informed her that he had told the hospital staff he was her husband to gain entry to the ICU. He asked if that would be a problem for her. It was more a statement than a question, and she was caught off guard. If not for her changing feelings during the ride, she might have walked away. There was something daring about Tyson words that appealed to her, and she appreciated his help so far. Just as she was about to explain why she felt it was inappropriate, Tyson asked, "Is it? " with a deeper, more commanding tone so she simply replied, "It's not a problem. "

Tyson smiled and put his arm around her as they headed into the hospital. At the visitors' desk, the older black volunteer recognized Tyson connection to my wife and expressed approval, saying she was lovely. He handed her the visitor pass with good wishes. She smiled and walked towards the elevator with Tyson. In the elevator, Tyson reassured her that he was there for support. The stress, combined with the physical and mental stimulation, shifted my wife feelings toward him. She noticed how Tyson behaved more confidently and in charge compared to me.

In her father's hospital room, he was mostly unconscious, so she spent time talking to Tyson. When her father tried to speak, Tyson leaned in close to whisper what he said, creating a distraction for her. After a couple of hours, once her father fell asleep, she suggested they leave for food and some relaxation. While riding the elevator down, I phoned her.

She apologizing for not calling earlier. I was upset and worried something had happened on her ride, When they reached the lobby, she considered continuing our call but decided it was time to hang up. She interrupted me , acknowledging my concerns and stating she would call in the morning. She looked at Tyson, who nodded approvingly. After hanging up, she returned her pass to the same volunteer, feeling a need to convince him that Tyson was her husband. She wrapped her arm around Tyson and asked, "Ready to go, babe? " Tyson sly grin attracted her more, and he winked at the volunteer as they left the hospital. On the way to his apartment, their conversation turned into joking at my expense.

Stopping for dinner, she noticed people staring at them as an interracial couple. She hadn’t been out with a man who wasn’t family She reflected on the looks they received, feeling both nervous and intrigued. White men glanced at her and Tyson, while white women expressed jealousy and confusion, and black women looked at them.

As they ate, she listened to Tyson talk about his work. Trying to ignore her excitement, she quickly noticed that Tyson was aware of her feelings and only grinned at her, deepening her desire. After dinner, as they sat in her car, Tyson asked if she wanted to come inside for a while. She hesitated, enjoying his company but feeling uncertain about what might happen. She ultimately decided to head back to her hotel, needing a moment alone to relieve her building sexual tension.

Tyson skillfully played with her emotions, enjoying the effect he had on her. Even though she didn't want to come inside, he felt he had sparked something in her and planned to keep teasing her. Meanwhile, she drove back to her hotel, feeling her emotions intensify. Once in her room, she wasted no time and pleasured herself.

Naked in the shower, she felt the warm water hitting her body, heightening her pleasure. As she used the shower wand, each drop brought her to another orgasm, with Tyson constantly on her mind. After several waves of pleasure, she caught her breath and finished her shower, trying to focus on her trip but repeatedly thinking of Tyson . She puzzled over her sudden attraction to him, despite initially disliking him, and wondered why she was looking forward to seeing him again.

More updates to come today/tomorrow.

Interesting

Wifey wake up early yesterday. She chose a nice pair of jeans and a short-sleeve white button-down shirt that flattered her figure. Then she headed to pick up Tyson. Arriving at the house, she decided to knock on the door instead of texting him. Right before she knocked, she hesitatedJust then, he opened the door shirtless, wearing only sagging jeans. Tyson smiled and invited her in while he grabbed a shirt.

She sat on the couch, and Tyson stood close. He moved closer, she found herself unexpectedly drawn closer. Tyson was fully aware of the effect he had on her. He lifted her chin and then asked if all is good. She flushed, and didn't notice with his other hand he was slipping his jeans and pants down to free his cock. When he said they stay for breakfast instead she just nodded. And when she did she saw Tyson cock just inches from her mouth. She couldn't speak or move, then he shifted his hand fron under her chin to the back of her neck and pushed her forward, at the same time his left hand aiming his cock toward her parted lips. She let Tyson pull her forward until his cock hit the back of her mouth. She sucked his cock while he made her to look at his eyes. Then he just continued to slowly fuck her mouth until he took one step back to lure her from being seated on the couch to kneeling before him. She followed his lead, and slipped from the couch. She caught a string from saliva in her hand and then brought it back to her mouth.

He reached down and began to undo her top, He pulled her pony tail back so just the head of his cock was in her mouth. She tried to pull forward but he wanted her to feel his seed painting her tongue. And then things began to happen in slow motion. She felt his head began to expand within her lips, she felt his cock thicken, and she felt his balls pull up and then it happened. She swallowed once, then twice, and still more cum from his cock. She kept sucking him to get more of it and he had to pull her mouth free from his cock.

This was just the beginning. Tyson scooped her up off the floor with an arm around her back and the other under legs suddenly found herself being carried into Tyson bedroom. He lowered her down on to the bed. It wasn't long before his cock was buried to the back in her pussy. She worked to free her ankles from her pants and then opened her legs wide. While they're fucking she realized he's going to pump into her. She was grateful she was on the pill. Then he slipped his cock from inside her and moved it towards her lips. She looked up at him with a look of confusion on her face until she figured out he wanted it cleaned. She had fully cleaned his cock then he rolled off to the side.

He stood up and helped her to her feet, getting himself dressed and giving her a look to imply that she should do the same. She couldn't find her bra, and when she asked Tyson, he said his wife don't wear no bra.

The morning sexual escapades had taken them through breakfast and into lunch, and my wife was surprised that she was not hungry. They drove in silence to the hospital. The same older black gentlemen was working the visitor badge desk as they walked up. He smiled at them, then stole a glance at her braless tits and then gave an approving look to Tyson. As they made their way to the elevator and to her father's hospital room, she couldn't help but think everyone was looking at them. In the room, her father was once again in an out of it during the hour they were there for this visit. He would barely awaken, say something neither of them would understand, then drift back out again.

Tyson was leaning against the wall by the window and motioned for her to join him there. she was sitting in a chair on the opposite side of her father's bed from Tyson. She stepped up to him with her back to her father. Tyson smiled at her and then he grabbed the backs of her arms and pulled her a bit closer and tweaked her left nipple. She let out an audible moan. She attempted to bring her hand up to stop him from fondling her like this, but couldn't seem to muster the willpower.

Tyson turned her around so she was facing her father and, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her back towards him so his hard cock could be felt in the small of her back, leaned in close to her ear, "Tell daddy that you leaving now." It took a few seconds for her voice box to finally speak the words. The final stop at the visitor's badge desk was a special event unto itself. That same elder black man was seated at the desk and he again appraised her as she walked up. She exited the hospital door under Tyson arm.

Twenty minutes later, she was bent over the arm of the couch in the living room as he pounded her pussy from behind. She came two more times before he cum inside her again. She did not need to be told to clean his cock; she immediately began cleaning with her tongue before sucking him into her mouth to make sure she got it all.

The next she knew, she had fallen asleep and two hours had passed. She awоке naked and alone. Tyson was seated at the edge of the couch. He moved closer to her, holding her wrists to stop her from hiding herself. Then she began slowly taking his cock into her mouth, It didn’t take long before she was focused on pleasuring him. They spent the night together, she wake up early this morning and get back to her hotel room.

She's heading to the hospital later today

I’m sorry if I’m confused. Have you both agreed she could fuck other people? If this is happening in real time how are you getting all these intimate details? Things like feelings and gestures? Don’t get me wrong, the writing is very good but I feel as though I’m reading a romance novel. Is she giving you all these details by text or by voice? Are you taking creative liberties? In the photo, who is taking the photo if it’s just the two of them? Seems we’re missing some info that would wonderful if you could fill us in?

Have you been talking to Tyson? A couple of times you've written about what he was thinking/feeling.

he felt he had sparked something in her and planned to keep teasing her

Tyson was fully aware of the effect he had on her

Of course I’m not going to say… though should this maybe be in the “Library” section?
Again, a very talented writer…