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  “Yeah, I guess I can kind of see your point. So, explain this to me again. I know you briefly stated what you wanted me to do on the phone, but I just need to make sure I heard you correctly.”

  “Wow, sure. I guess I was hoping you wouldn’t ask me to repeat it.” Hope admitted as she nervously raked her hands through her long hair.”

  “Yeah... I understand your apprehension... But if you can’t even say it... How are you going to go through with it?”

  Hope sighed deeply. “I know, but... Quanique can I be honest with you?”

  “Please, by all means.”

  “You’re my last hope. My husband and I have spent the last five years and an insane amount of money trying to have a baby. I can’t have a baby. He’s against surrogacy, and I’m against adoption. Believe me if there was any other way I’d jump at the opportunity to do it.”

  “Okay, so again... Exactly how can I help?”

  “I don’t even know where to begin.”

  “Just pick a place and start. Pretend I’m one of your girlfriends and talk.”

  “Alright...” She sighed. “John, that’s my husband... Well, John and I have been kind of spicing up our love life with sexual role playing.”

  Quanique stared at her curiously. “What kind of role play?”

  “I mean, nothing too kinky... Mostly fantasy stuff.”

  “Okay, I understand. Please continue.”

  “So... He’s adamantly against using a surrogate, impregnated with his sperm... But I think I can talk him into having a Ménage a Trios... You know... A three way.”

  Quanique crossed her legs as a devious smile spread slowly across her beautiful face. The mere thought of having a threesome with Hope instantly excited her. Hope was stunningly beautiful. Quanique noticed her full breasts and her perfect mouth the second she met her. You see, Quanique was bisexual and really had no preference. To Quanique sex was sex... Nothing more and nothing less.

  “Yeah, I know what a Ménage a Trios is. The question is do you? Have you ever even been with a woman?” She asked suspiciously.

  “No... But... Look, if it means we get a baby I’ll lick every clit in here. Not because I want to, but because I have to. Look, don’t worry about me. I’ll do what needs to be done. Preferably, I’d like to keep our contact extremely light if that’s all the same with you.”

  “Fine by me, but your husband’s not seriously going to buy it. I mean if your fantasy is to have a threesome and you are leery about a little pussy juice then he’s probably going to have a lot of questions. I mean that’s the real fantasy for the man... You know... Watching another woman lick their woman’s pussy while they fuck her or vice versa.”

  “I understand, but I’m just not... Hell, I’m not sure I can do that, but if he wants me to then I guess I’ll have to. Look, can we cross that bridge when we get to it?”

  “Of course... But, if we make a deal you and I might have to hook up to...”

  “No! Hell no! That’s not going to happen. Again... We’ll cross that bridge later.” Hope defiantly interrupted.

  “Suit yourself. I’m just trying to help you...”

  “Anyway! This is my proposal. I will give you three hundred thousand dollars to have a three-way with me and my husband. You’ll get fifty thousand dollars for the sexual encounter and another two hundred and fifty thousand if you conceive a child by my husband and transfer full custody of that child to us the day the child is born.”

  “So just so we are crystal clear. You want me to have a threesome with you and your husband and get pregnant. Then... have the baby... your husband’s baby and then give the baby to the two of you to raise.”

  “Yes. For that you’ll get fifty thousand the night of the three-way and two hundred and fifty thousand the night of the birth when we receive our baby.”

  “Who takes care of my expenses?”

  “We do, of course. We cover all living expenses until after the birth.”

  “Question, I thought your husband was against surrogacy? This sounds a whole lot like surrogacy to me.”

  “Basically... Yes, it is... But John won’t even consider a surrogate, so this is my way of circumventing that. Men get women pregnant every day in the heat of passion. By having a Ménage I’m just facilitating that for my husband. One thing I must caution you is he can never, ever, ever know about our agreement. He would never agree to this, and he’d probably never forgive me, but this is our only hope. You get it right?”

  “Kind of... But I got to tell you I don’t think I could allow my husband to sleep with another woman, for any reason.”

  “Don’t think this is going to be easy for me. You’re an exceptionally beautiful woman, and my husband is a man. Sure I could seriously be playing with fire, but I know my husband loves me. And at the end of the day... Perhaps I should say the end of the night he’ll be still in love with me and you will just be sex.”

  “Be that as it may... I’ve had a few threesomes and ninety percent of the time the man wants to continue the sexual relationship and eventually propositions me to initiate an affair.”

  “My husband’s not like that. We are extremely happy, and our sex life is phenomenal. I can’t imagine he’d be interested in you beyond our initial encounter.”

  “I’d be remised if I didn’t warn you a significant percent of the women desire to continue the sexual relationship as well.” Quanique flipped her hair and flirted.

  Hope laughed. “Whatever. That will be the least of my worries.”

  “Why did you say it like that?” She giggled. “There’s a reason why women agree to a three way.”

  “Yeah, and in this case it’s because this woman wants a baby with her husband’s DNA. You’re cute and all but I’m not into girls. I like dick and I love my husband’s dick.”

  “That’s what they all say.” Quanique mumbled beneath her breath, although Hope heard her.

  “I heard that! Look, it’s obvious you’re attracted to me, and I’m flattered. Hell, I wouldn’t even be able to sell this to my husband if you weren’t... But the bottom line is I’m not interested beyond our business arrangement. And honestly I can say with certainty that will never change.”

  “Well, I guess it doesn’t really matter because for this to work I’d have to break all ties with both of you, so you have nothing to fear.”

  “Trust me, I’m not afraid of losing my husband or I wouldn’t even consider this, but that’s good to know.”

  “So what happens if I don’t get pregnant? I mean there are less than five days a month a woman can get pregnant. What’s the backup plan, just in case I don’t conceive that night?”

  “Good question. Once we solidify our deal I’ll get you to make an appointment with a fertility expert. They will run a myriad of tests and plot your cycle. That will give us a good indication of your most fertile days. I’ll plan our date around those days. I think I want to edge my bet by planning it around a mini vacation for the three of us.”

  “That could work. I’ll innocently befriend the two of you while on vacation alone. Question, what if he refuses to go through with it? How would that affect my compensation?”

  “Naturally, you’d get the initial payment of fifty thousand dollars if that should happen, but I’m almost certain I can convince him to at least try it once.”

  “Okay sounds good to me. What’s the first step?”

  “Really? You’re in?” Hope asked excited.

  “Yes! I’m in. Like I told you on the phone, I’m a college student, and I honestly could use the income. I’m in the process of getting a master’s in sociology. So, definitely I’d love to do this for you and your husband. It’ll help me buy a home and repay some of my student loans.”

  “Great! Well, we have to make sure you’re fit and fertile. I’m going to warn you there is a lot of testing to be done before we sign a formal contract.”

  “What kind of tests?” Quanique asked a little puzzled.

  “Fertility, psychiatri
c and genetic testing to name a few. If everything is good then we have a deal.”

  “I hate to bring this up, but I’m going to need a good faith offering to assure me this is real, and you’re not some psycho with a lot of ideas but no damn money.”

  “I’m sure my attorney told you all about us. What type of good faith offering are you speaking of?” Hope responded.

  “Yes he did, but I don’t like doctors and medical tests, so I’m going to need at least a small down payment to ease my apprehension. After all, like you said... This is a business arrangement.”

  “How much?”

  “Five thousand cash after the fertility and genetic testing.”

  “Fine, but you’ll get your money after you complete a complete background check and a thorough psychiatric profile.” Hope countered.

  “Deal!” Quanique quickly agreed.

  “Deal!” Hope said as she extended her hand to seal the deal with a hand shake. Quanique smiled brightly as she quickly shook Hope's hand.

  CHAPTER 5

  Desire ricocheted through John’s body as Hope’s delicate hand slowly strummed up and down the front of John’s slacks. A slow easy grin spread across his face like bright sunshine after a hard rain. His dick throbbed and ached for relief, but John knew Hope had no intentions of making the ache in his groin go away anytime soon. No, he knew Hope would toy with him like a country mouse caught by a slick city cat until he gave in and gave her what she wanted.

  He knew she wanted something when she showed up at his law firm unannounced. Now, naturally John did not have to work for a living, but he loved his job. He liked what he did and he loved the opportunity to help people. Towards that end, he created his own nonprofit law firm and offered his services pro bono to under privileged and low income people with serious tax and legal problems.

  “Come on... Just say yes. You know you want to. Why are you trying to fight me on this one?” She purred in his ears before sucking his earlobe into her mouth. He groaned deeply and cupped her ass in response.

  “Baby I would love to go away, but I have a lot of work... Don’t you see all the files on my desk?” He mumbled as Hope stared into his eyes and very slowly unzipped his pants.

  “I know, but I’m sure there’s another attorney who can handle whatever you have to put on hold for the three days you’d be away. You’d do the same for them, and I’m certain they’d do it for you if you asked. Honey, you are the CEO of a huge law firm, make an executive decision and take some time off to go on vacation with your sexy wife.”

  “You’re right... I’m sure they would... And... I’m sure I could... But why can’t we just wait a couple of months and I’ll schedule a two week leave. We’ll have an entire two weeks to relax in St Croix, and I promise you and this beautiful body of yours will have my complete, undivided attention.” He responded as he softly kissed the skin on Hope’s neck and throat. ‘There’s unquestionably no place on earth I’d rather be next week than lying on a beautiful private beach making love to you.”

  Hope’s eyes darkened with lust as her soft hand dipped into John’s open trousers and firmly grasped his hard dick. His breath hitched in his throat, and his eyes rolled back as she stroked it back and forth from root to tip and back again. Hope was a certified professional when it came to administering a good hand job. John knew he had just lost the battle as every rational thought in his head dissipated instantly.

  “Great, then I’ll book the trip tomorrow.” Hope whispered before sucking John’s bottom lip into her mouth.

  John did not say a single word except, “Okay.” He knew it was fruitless to resist Hope once she had her mind made up.

  With no further discussion, John picked Hope up and carried her over to his large, hand carved mahogany desk. Once there he raked all the files to the floor and spread her across it. Standing between her open legs, he slowly undressed her starting with her five inch stilettos. Hope had long beautiful legs. John’s strong hands slipped smoothly along them as they traveled beneath her dress in search of her thong. Finding it fairly quickly he slowly removed it and tossed it to the floor. His eyes engaged her briefly before he wishboned her legs and buried his handsome face between them.

  “The door... Make sure the door is locked.” Hope warned.

  John laughed. “Sharon knows better than to come in my office unannounced when you are in here. Don’t worry, we won’t be disturbed. You started it, and I’m going to finish it.” He grinned.

  Hope groaned loudly as John’s hot tongue swiped across her rapidly swelling clit. Flicking it back and forth a few times with his thumb, he lifted her ass from the desk. Her thighs instinctively clamped tightly around his head. John knew it wouldn’t be long before he had her singing like a tenor in a barbershop quartet. Sucking it in his mouth as far as it would go and gnawing on it, he attempted to turn up the heat. Hope whimpered as his thumb slid along her wet slit causing her pussy to pump cream to coat its walls. She moaned louder and louder as her back arched and her thighs squeezed tighter around John’s head.

  John knew Hope was less than a clit lick away from a screaming demon, toe cracking orgasm. She had gotten her way and now he planned to have his. Alternating a flurry of licks, sucks and flicks, he soon had her clit as red and plump as a fresh strawberry. Hope was trembling with need. She wanted release, and she wanted it pronto.

  “Oh God... That feels so... That feels so... Oh make me come! I want to come hard all over your handsome face! Right there... That’s it! I’m about to come! Please don’t stop!” She begged.

  At that precise moment John withdrew his mouth from Hope’s wet pussy and slowly began to softly stroke the slit of her pussy with his index finger. Hope purred as she thrashed back and forth as her desire threatened to consume her and set her pussy completely on fire.

  “John, please... I can’t take it anymore. Why did you stop? I was about to come.”

  “I know, that’s why I stopped.”

  “What? That doesn’t make any sense. Come on let's finish.” She urged.

  “Why should I? What are you going to do for me?” He challenged as he continued to pet her eager cat.

  “What? Stop playing John! This isn’t funny. Finish me and I’ll do you! I’m so hot I’m about to burst into flames. Why would you stop?” She snorted as lust swirled around her head numbing her brain.

  “Doesn’t feel so good to be manipulated for sex does it?” He chuckled as his thumb slowly slipped in and out of her pussy.

  “Okay... I see where this is going. No! It doesn’t feel good... But in my defense I didn’t have any other choice. John, I need to get away. This baby stuff is driving me insane. Please understand why I did it. Baby don’t be upset with me.”

  “Hope, I’m not upset... I just don’t like to be manipulated, you know that.”

  Hope looked away and hesitated before speaking, “I’m sorry. We can wait until your vacation in August. I just thought it would be romantic to run off to an exotic island with my husband for his birthday.”

  John instantly softened. “And that is exactly what we are going to do. I’ll clear my schedule immediately. Now, it’s time to finish what I started.”

  Spreading her thighs wider, John buried his head back between Hope’s slim, brown thighs. It did not resurface until Hope was screaming out his name. Determined to catch a ride on her rollercoaster release, John lifted her from the large desk and thrust his throbbing dick deep into her pussy, repeatedly. Screwing her as he walked he made his way to his high back leather chair. It was Hope’s turn to please him and please him she did.

  Grinding down hard on his giant dick she drove him to the brink of madness. She was tight and wet, and after all these years she was still capable of making him come on command. Her long hair tossed from side to side as she rode him like a bucking, prize winning bull. Cream filled her pussy as his dick hit all the right spots. John immediately grabbed her round ass pulling to him hard as he ground his pelvic bone against her clit. She was a hump
away from coming and so was he.

  Seconds later John’s release ripped through his body and rocked him at his core. Jerking and seizing erratically he pumped his hot, sticky load into her quivering pussy. The sensation was too great for Hope. She screamed out in pleasure a split second later and squirted her juices all over his hard dick. As his orgasm beat down his remaining resolve and kicked him straight in the nuts with a steel toe cowboy boot, John screamed out her name and declared his love for her.

  As they cuddled and basked in the aftermath of an earthshaking climax, John suddenly chuckled, “Oh, I can’t wait until I get you in St Croix. Girl, you are going to get it.”

  CHAPTER 6

  Less than seventy-two hours later John and Hope were lying on a beautiful St. Croix beach sipping Pina Coladas and enjoying the crystal clear waters and the Caribbean breeze. To Hope’s absolute surprise, John cleared his schedule for ten days and upgraded their quick getaway to an erotic fantasy vacation she’d never forget. Little did he know his lovely wife had a few surprises in store for him, as well.

  “Baby can you rub some more sunscreen on my back. The last thing I want is to get sunburned.”

  “I thought black people didn’t get sunburned.” John remarked without thinking as he straddled his wife’s butt and untied her white bikini strap to apply the lotion.

  “I know damn well you just did not say that ignorant bullshit!” Hope hissed as a large thick glob of the lotion splattered on her naked back.

  “Hope, I am so sorry!” He back peddled as he realized how insensitively silly it sounded.

  “It’s African American, and unless somehow you’ve converted to an African American by marrying me I suggest you keep your thoughts on African American traits, heritage and lifestyle to your damn self.” She warned.

  “Oh come on Hope! You know I didn’t mean anything by it. I’m just ignorant about it. I just forgot that…”

  “Oh you’re ignorant all right! Forgot what John… huh? Did you forget you’re not black or I’m not white?”