Cuckoldress Sara,
I have to confess something about one of my neighbors. We live in a very upscale neighborhood of executive homes where most of the homes border a private golf course. You know the big McMansions with well manicured lawns, swimming pools, SUVs or luxury cars in the driveways. Well, a few of my other neighbors and my wife and I thought one of our neighbors, the X’s (don’t want to reveal their last name) were into drugs. Why? We kept seeing 3 nights a week (at least), the same black guy stop over and leave after about an hour, maybe less. We thought he was a drug dealer and our neighbors were buying drugs from him. Talk about racial profiling. We were guilty! But, our neighbors didn’t seem like the type to do drugs. The wife is smoking hot, blond, big fake boobs, sexy as hell, and owns a business where she imports hair extensions from China and makes a mint. The husband was an executive a large corporation, kind of overweight and wimpy and lost his job in the economic downturn. But the wife’s business was going like gangbusters, so they weren’t in any danger of losing their home. Finally, one of the nosiest of our neighbors asked the blond hot wife what the deal was with their black “friend” and the blond hot wife laughed and revealed he was her black bull lover! So she was a cuckoldress and her wimpy out of work hubby was a cuckold! Then the word got out that this was a blacks on blonds cuckold sex relationship. We all felt guilty for thinking the black guy was a drug dealer and not a well hung black bull taking care of the sex needs of the blond cuckoldress!
Signed,
Feeling Guilty
