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Lenny does get a vicarious thrill from Jon’s continual boasting of his sexual conquests, as he’s been married to the same woman for twelve years now with three kids, a dog, and mortgage to show for it. Yet Hannah isn’t perfect in bed, but somewhat conservative when it comes to sex. Boring, as Lenny always thinks of her. Hannah just lies there and lets him do his thing. The man doesn’t even know if she orgasms, or has ever climaxed for that matter. When their missionary sex is over, she just rolls over and goes to sleep.
Naturally, Lenny has tried to talk to her about it, but Hannah is firm in her belief their current arrangement is all she needs. From the perspective of frequency, they usually have sex once a week. Lenny knows Hannah would never stray. In fact, she was a virgin when they married and is a very moral individual to this day.
These thought’s cross Lenny’s mind as the confident black man talks about his latest fuck, who just happens to be a woman the lawyer knows.
“Hang on, Jon, Elizabeth Hanson is married. I know her and her husband Rob,” Lenny said with raised eyebrows.
“Married pussy is easy, Lenny, and the best,” Jon said in a low voice and a wink. “Once these women get a bull like me they go off. After years of putting up with their useless white husbands, a man like me releases their inner slut.”
Lenny guffaws. “Married pussy is anything but easy; I should know I’m married.”
Jon laughs. “Most married women are dying for a thorough fucking from a real man, not just the weekly ten-minute diddle from their pathetic husbands.”
“I suppose you’re the ‘real man’ in this equation?” Lenny said and chuckles.
“You know I am. You’ve seen me in the gym.”
Lenny didn’t know Jon knew he’d seen the CEO in the showers that one time. The CEO is packing a big cock, that’s for sure.
“I’m surprised your thing doesn’t scare women away,” Lenny said, and laughs uncomfortably.
“You know what they say about ‘going black,’ Lenny.”
“I’m sure there are some wives’ out there who are sexually dissatisfied,” Lenny said evenly, “but as your friend and attorney, I strongly advise against adultery. Angry husbands can be a nightmare, especially well-connected ones like Rob Hanson.”
“Ah, I can deal with it,” Jon said waving his hand dismissively. “I can get any married women into bed, any I want.”
Lenny shakes his head, saying, “Not the women I know.”
“Liz Hanson, remember.”
“Well, apart from her, naturally. But no other woman I know would succumb so easily to your charms, Jon.”
“Wanna bet?” Jon said with a wide grin and jutting chin.
Lenny gasps. The chat is taking a turn Lenny finds exceptionally distasteful. “Look, Jon, let’s get back to this Jackson contract, shall we?”
“Are you chicken?” Jon taunts.
Lenny stares at Jon wide-eyed for a moment. “You want to make a bet you can seduce any married woman I name?”
“Any woman married to a white husband. C’mon, I dare you.”
“Why a white husband?”
Jon smiles slightly. “It’s not important, but those are my terms.”
Lenny scratches his chin and frowns. “What if I win the bet?”
“Hmm, in the unlikely event you win I’ll pay you double your hourly rate while doing the Jackson contract, that’s a grand per hour on a very complicated deal.”
“And if I lose?” Lenny asks.
“Depends on the woman you want me to seduce…” Jon leans forward to speak in a low voice. “So, come on, name your married woman.”
The problem for Lenny is that while he could assume many of the women he knows wouldn’t be the kind to cheat, how he could be sure is another matter. There’s only one woman in his life he knows extremely well. Someone he knows would never cheat—his wife Hannah.
“Well, Jon, the only women I can truly vouch for is my wife,” Lenny said feeling uneasy.
Jon smirks. “Hannah?”
The black man had met Hannah at a few social functions. Nothing happened at those occasions that would concern Lenny, as Hannah is always the epitome of propriety. Hannah is beautiful, but she masks her five foot six, a hundred and twenty-pound frame. Her figure has nice D-cup breasts and womanly curve. Still, she always covers her body with expensive and conservative attire. Of course, her perfectly coifed black shoulder length hair always frames her high cheekbones, porcelain skin, and full lips. For a woman that’s had three kids and is pushing forty, Hannah is still very desirable.
“Lenny…” Jon said condescendingly shaking his head. “Do you think Hannah has never cheated on you?”
“You know Hannah; does she strike you as the kind of woman to do such a thing?” Lenny asks with a snippy tone.
Jon shakes his head with pursed lips. “No, Hannah is a very straight lady, I’ll give you that. She’ll be quite a challenge, so I take it you’re giving me permission to try?”
Lenny doesn’t want to take this bet, setting up his wife up like this is preposterous. He knows it’s morally wrong, but something inside pushes the lawyer to go forward. Maybe he wants to see if his wife is as proper as she claims to be, or will the actions of Jon add some spice to their relatively dull sex life.
“OK, I’ll name my wife as your target,” Lenny said feeling his heart race in his chest.
“But it’s got to be a fair playing field, Lenny,” Jon said. “I’ll admit I’m wrong, if I fail, I promise you that.”
The lawyer’s somewhat ashamed to admit it, but he really wants the Jackson contract, and double his hourly rate would pay for a nice vacation. Yet, he recognizes Jon’s a shrewd man. The lawyer in Lenny always tries to weigh all the variables.
“You still haven’t told me what happens if I lose this bet,” Lenny said.
“I’ll tell you what; I’ll make it an easy wager. If I win the bet that means you get a free pass right?”
Lenny grimaces. “A free pass?”
“I’ll set you up with Roxy Harding, the porn star you’re always asking me about. She’ll give you one night of sex you’ll never forget,” Jon said.
“Roxy Harding, Omigod…”
Jon laughs. “It’s win/win for you. If you win the bet, you make a shitload of money. If I win the bet, you get to fuck the hottest porn star in the world today. Moreover, when I say fuck, I mean everything you’ve ever wanted to do, Roxy will do it, and do it, and do it. She’ll fuck you until you can’t move. ”
“I don’t know, it sounds a bit gross,” Lenny said shaking his head.
“Roxy Harding or a shitload of money, you can’t lose really,” Jon said smiling.
Jesus, I’ll make a hundred grand easy on this bet, Lenny thought. Yet what about Hannah, Omigod, this shit is crazy. What if Hannah actually fucks Jon and likes it? Is Roxy Harding really compensation for that betrayal? Can I trust my wife to say no?
Lenny eventually said, “OK, and only because I have complete faith in Hannah.”
“Game on, but you can’t purposefully intervene or interfere. You have to give me a reasonable shot at seducing Hannah without letting her know what we’re doing.”
“OK, I’ll give you every opportunity I can…” Lenny said. “But it won’t work, I can assure you.”
It had better not work, Lenny thought. God, if Hannah finds out about this, she’ll kill me. I’ll have to keep it cool tonight when I get home.
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