Black Seductress Ch. 02
Keywords: Ch., 02, Black, Seductress,
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You look so good with my-cum all over your white slut face! Today we will send out an investigator to get the goods on your husband. I anticipate that you will receive a favorable settlement. When we get the evidence that we need, I want you to come to my home to celebrate. White girl, your face was made to be fucked by black pussy and I want to sit on your sweet face all night long. Ruby did a great job with you; you are a fine cunt lapper!" April blushed and Linda kissed her goodbye, saying that she looked forward to seeing her again soon
foyer. It had one wall that was just floor to ceiling glass and the lights that twinkled in the darkness made Beth believe the view must be spectacular. The furniture was heavy, solid wood. The floor was covered in deep shag carpeting, and the walls were a pleasant, if bland, beige. The kitchen opened off the living room, with a bar acting as divider. On the other wall there was a fireplace, with gold paraphernalia, including a screen and tool tree.
"Have a seat," Chuncy said, indicating the sofa with a sweep of her hand. "Wine do for you? Or something harder?"
"Wine would be fine," Beth said automatically as she took a seat on the sofa. She barely noticed Chauncy disappearing into the kitchen. On the coffee table was a copy of The Herald. She picked it up and thumbed quickly through it, this one was her freshman year. She put it back down and tried to calm her nerves. This should be a wonderful reunion and instead she was as nervous as she had been on her first date.
"So when did you realize it was me?" Chauncy asked as she walked back into the living room with a bottle of wine and opener.
Rather than answer, Beth just picked up the old yearbook and smiled. Chauncy smiled too and poured a glass of wine before filling her own and putting the bottle on the end table.
"When did you stop going by Beth?" The redhead asked as she sat and offered Beth her glass.
"Long story," Beth said, accepting her glass.
"We have time," Chancy said with slight grin.
"Well, I ended up marrying John. I guess that"s not a surprise?"
"Mom sent me the paper."
"We did all right. No kids, nice house, two cars, vacation in Nassau every winter. John was doing well with his company and I guess I wasn"t paying enough attention or maybe I just didn"t want to see."
"See what?"
"That we were spending way more than he was making. Living well beyond our means," she said taking a sip of wine.
"Embezzeling?"
"Yes and worse, it was quite a shock when the FBI showed up on the door step. They were polite, but took everything that wasn"t nailed down. Had all kinds of warrants, including one for my arrest."
"Your arrest?" Chauncy exclaimed incredulously.
"Oh yes. I let John handle everything, so when he asked me to sign some papers I didn"t think twice. Turns out he put a lot of our assets in my name to hide them. In fact, almost everything was in my name including the boat and apartment in Miami that I knew nothing about. It took two months and a good lawyer to finally convince the feds I was just an innocent twit. Even then, I only got out of it by turning state"s evidence against John and his partners in crime."
"You testified against him?"
"Without a second thought," Beth declared. Chauncy seemed to be looking at her with new eyes or perhaps with more respect.
"We hadn"t been more than acquaintances who shared the same house for several years and he set me up to take the fall. My lawyer got me a good deal from the state. Easy divorce, all of our assets they couldn"t prove were stolen and a new start. I started using Elza after the trial to make sure I was able to put everything behind me. John is serving a twenty-five year sentence, but some of his partners got off light and I received a few death threats. Apparently he was mixed up in more than embezzling. The boat and apartment were part of a drug operation."
"That"s awful."
"It was at first," Beth replied, but she hesitated before she continued. She searched her mind for the right words.
"In some ways it was a blessing. I was dying a slow death but was afraid to leave. We hadn"t been intimate in a very long time, but things were comfortable and I just didn"t have it in me to start over on my own again."
"I guess I can see that," Chauncy said as she took a sip of wine.
"How bout you? Chambliss? I never imagined you would be getting married."
"Married, a kid, stay at home mom, hell on earth," she said with a derisive snort.
When Beth said nothing and it became obvious she was waiting for more Chauncy killed her glass of wine in one swallow.
"I did good in the City. People didn"t care I was gay. Hell, it was dyke heaven. I had a different girl in my bed every night. But it got old, ya know? I got tired of the games and being a player. I wanted something more stable. Sounds ridiculous now, but at that time I really felt like it was what I wanted. I told all my friends I was done with the lifestyle, got a job with a temp company, a feminine wardrobe and was married to a stock broker inside of three months."
"That fast?"
"I said I wasn"t thinking straight," she said with a scowl, then her expression softened.
"Things haven"t changed Bets. I still can"t stay mad at you," she said with a self mocking smile.
"So anyway. I hated the sex, but tried to convince myself I loved it. I was pregnant within two months of the honeymoon. Can you imagine it? Me? Fat as a hippo, craving salt and sugar, crying then laughing for no goddamned reason? I realized long before I delivered that I had made a huge mistake. By the time Lane was born I was depressed and felt trapped. Then came full blown post-partum depression. I tried to kill myself."
Beth said nothing, but scooted closer to Chauncy and put a hand on her shoulder.
"I was in crisis for three months. I lasted about two at home after they discharged me before I emptied our savings, loaded up in the "vette with three cartons of cigs, half a key of weed, some coke and a case of Cuervo Gold."
"You ran out on them?" Beth asked.
"Yeah. I"m not proud of it, but I ran. Came out here and shacked up with one of my brother"s friends. She got me into diving and before long I had my dive master certification. Started working as an instructor to support myself. I fell in love with it, but I hated working for someone else so I opened my own shop. For the last three years I"ve been doing really well with it, opened my second shop down in San Diego last month as a matter of fact."
"And your child?"
"Life"s funny, ya know? David was absolutely fabulous. When I finally called him he admitted to being uneasy too. We had both rushed into it, for different reasons, but he was happy to put an end to it. We got an amiable divorce and although he"s remarried we still talk occasionally. He never tired to keep Lane from me. She comes out every spring break. Brings her girl friends and they eat me out of house and home, get tans, and oh and ahh over the surfer dudes. She"s thinking about Cal Berkely and David and I can afford it, if she decides to. I"m hopeful. I"d like to get to know her better."
A long silence followed. Eventually Chauncy looked up and smiled.
"So why did things go wrong with you and John? Everyone figured you two were meant for each other. I mean, before the embezzlement."
Beth looked down at the floor. Life was full of opportunities, but so stingy with second chances, she thought. She bit her bottom lip, then looked up and began before her courage abandoned her.
"Have you ever sat down and looked at your life? Stared at the decisions you have made and imagined where you would be, what life might be like, if you had just done something differently?"
"Sure, who hasn"t?" Chancy replied, giving Beth a quizzical look.
"I used to do that a lot. One choice I made in particular haunted me. I guess the regret turned to resentment at some point, and resentment faded to indifference. It wasn"t anything John did. It was all me."
"What decision was so important?" Chauncy asked.
"On my sweet sixteen, when you told me you were leaving."
"I"m sorry about that, Bets," Chauncy interrupted. "I should have let you say something. I was…upset about some things and it wasn"t until I was halfway to New York that I realized how unfair I"d been to you." "I didn"t regret not speaking," Beth said hesitantly. She looked down at her feet, licked her lips then looked back up.
"What I have bitterly regretted is not climbing into the car and making you take me with you," Beth said in a near whisper.
Chauncy"s head came up and her eyes locked with Beth"s. The small woman was shaking, but she refused to look away. So much more than words passed between them. Beth never could remember Chauncy embracing her, but she would never forget the kiss.
Chauncy was hesitant at first, her thin lips barely brushing Beth"s full ones. Her eyes searched Beth"s, seemingly waiting for some sign. Beth would never know what the tall redhead saw in her eyes, but suddenly her arms crushed Beth to her hard body and her tongue probed at Beth"s lips. Beth felt like she would explode. A first kiss, twenty odd years in the making, and infinitely better than she had ever imagined.
Beth hugged Chauncy back fiercely and parted her lips, accepting the redhead"s long tongue. Beth could feel it gently probing, searching out every corner of her mouth. She sucked eagerly, caressing Chauncy"s tongue with her own. Their passion escalated quickly as their tongues battled, pushing and sliding against each other as they each tried to appease so many years of wanting with a single kiss.
Chauncy moved suddenly, twisting Beth"s body and drawing Beth down into her lap without breaking the kiss. The passionate investigation of each other"s mouth slowly gave way to a more languid and unhurried exploration. Beth was lying on her back, with her head in Chauncy"s lap and her legs still on the floor. Her hands were free, but she couldn"t seem to decide what to do with them.
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