Meeting her Mistress

Meeting her Mistress

Chapter 1

Prelude

As the months, then years came and went since my youngest daughter left us to go live with my ex-Master in England, the rest of us continued on with life. I worried about my daughter in England, my mom came down with Parkinson’s Disease, and my dad Alzheimer. Working full-time and trying to take care of two aging parents was becoming all-encompassing. I found myself longing for the old days when i was married with a career. My dad was forgetting who he was or where he was at...and even worse, who WE were. My job at the law firm as a lead secretary was in danger after taking many days off and coming in late or leaving early to take my parents to doctors appointments. They were very understanding and compassionate, but my work was failing horrendously. I had to make a decision, but my company made it for me. They called it ‘downsizing’ so to make it look like i wasn’t fired. Yet, i was the only one let go in this ‘downsizing’. That’s ok, i thought, it’ll give me more time with my mom and dad and keep a watchful eye on them. I felt it was my ‘duty’ to care for my parents as they grew older. A sort of ‘pay back’ for them raising me and everything else they’ve done for me and mine. It was a bit of a stress in the beginning, but moving to their house on the beach helped compensate some of the pain.

My oldest daughter, Nikki, was awarded a scholarship grant at a medical school in England, which we were thrilled about. Nikki was so excited, as she’s never been there before. She used to listen so intently when i described my adventures there when i was first married. She always would pester me to tell her more. And i did tell her more. Just not everything. I was excited to be going back to England and accompany Nikki and help get her settled in.

I was thankful that my sister and her unemployed husband would be able to watch and take care of mom and dad. i had no illusions that i would ever see Rachel again as she broke off all contact. I was excited when we finally arrived at Jacksonville International Airport and on our way. i clutched Nikki’s hand hard until we were up and over the ocean.

While in the air, Nikki began asking more questions about my time in England when i was younger. She wondered why i had spent 3 years there on my own shortly after i was married to her dad. i told her my job had sent me there and my husband had his well paying job here in the states and we thought it best if i went on my own. This was long before computers and internet and even cell phones so we didn’t talk as much as we could now days. i felt the urge to confide in her...something i hadn’t told anyone. i reflected back to several years ago and wondered how my youngest daughter knew these things about me. i’d not told a soul, not my parents or husband at the time. i was angry with her at the time so i didn’t even consider how she had found out.  i looked around the plane and most people were sleeping. After ordering my third drink, i began to loosen up....so i began to tell her.

Nikki hunni, my face flushed with embarrassment as i confessed, when i first came to England i knew nobody. i was young and newly married, thriving with my career and quickly moving up the corporate ladder. But i was lonely and all alone in England. i went out to eat every evening by myself. i would often stay late at work just because i dreaded coming home alone. By the time i left at night, the only people at the office was the janitor and his son. After a few months of being alone, the janitor’s son and i became pretty good friends. One night it was just him as his father was sick and he had to do the work himself, which i thought admirable as he was only 16 years old. After he was finished with his work, i offered to give him a ride home. He always rode his bike to work and would throw his bike in the back of his father’s truck. It had started raining later that night and i couldn’t let him ride home in the rain and dark. He put his bike in the trunk of my car and we started off. My house was on the way to his house and knowing he hadn’t eaten anything yet and was getting close to 10 pm, i offered to fix him a bite to eat before heading home. He accepted my offer. While making dinner for him, i had a couple glasses of wine. We laughed and had a good time and i began looking at him closer. He was a muscular, well groomed nice young man. i felt twinges in places i shouldn’t have...being a married woman. After dinner as we sat on the sofa, he moved his hand onto my thigh. i knew then i should have moved his hand away, but it had been such a long time since anyone touched me much less paid any attention to me. He was always complimenting me on my attire, my eyes, my hair, my smile. He made me feel good.

Well one thing led to another, and we had passionate sex that night. He called his parents and told them he was staying at a friends house and would be home in the morning. Being a friday night and no school the next day, it wasn’t a problem. He ravished me all night long and i couldn’t get enough of his 10 inch black cock. i knew i was doing wrong Nikki, but i just couldn’t help myself...i couldn’t stop myself. i wanted him to take me, i wanted his cock inside me. We continued our affair for couple of months until i became pregnant. i certainly couldn’t tell your father. So i kept it a secret. i eventually had the baby and reluctantly gave her up for adoption. It killed me to do that, but i felt i had no choice given the situation.

i continued to see him almost every night at work but were able to keep our distance knowing the legal problems it most certainly would cause. After i had the baby and got back to my original weight, we began again. He was now 17 and even more gorgeous than before. i was still lonely and now scared too. i had come to crave his cock. He began inviting his friends over to my house where he was now a regular visitor on weekends. i became a slut for him and his friends, also all black. i was kept naked at my own house all weekend long and served him and his friends any way i could. His friends were all his age or  younger and that scared the shit out of me, but i couldn’t control my lust for their cocks. i was hooked. Then i became pregnant again, and had another baby girl, black, and gave her up for adoption too. i knew something had to change so i begged for a transfer back to the states. It was then and only then did i stop being his and his friends whore.

My confession left Nikki in a state of shock and horror. It left me going to the bathroom in the plane and fingering myself to a shaking orgasm. Thinking back about those times left me hungering for black cock again. By the time i got back to my seat, Nikki had stopped crying. i consoled her some more until we arrived in England.

We settled into a hotel, grabbed a bite to eat, then headed to see the University Nikki would be attending. We looked around the Unni for awhile then headed back to the hotel for the evening. I called my friend Carly, who lived not to far from the Unni and where Nikki would be staying while attending school. I informed her we would come the following day after we had a good nights sleep.

The following day, we checked out of the hotel and drove out to Carly’s. My eyes nearly popped out of my head when we arrived there. She had told me it was a 6 bedroom house, but apparently THAT wasn’t the main house. After we passed thru the gates entering the property, it was another 15 minutes just to get to the house. To call it a mansion makes it sound so small in comparison. The house had 15 bedrooms, not to mention a theater, game room, library, 2 dens, an office (hers), a dining room and a huge kitchen, plus laundry room and a cellar. It also had an indoor pool and an outdoor pool. It was the most glorious place i’ve ever seen. Outside in front of the house were several dozen trees, bushes, flowers and a couple acres of lawn. At night, the lights lit up the entire front area with lights in the trees. I felt like i was Alice in Wonderland. I knew then that Nikki would be just fine.

I introduced Carly to Nikki and we were shown around the place. The bedrooms alone were bigger than regular apartments in the states. Nikki and i both got lost several times in the house during our stay. We laughed about it over wine at dinner. I stayed 2 more days then had to head back to the United States. Of course i was sad to leave but happy that Nikki would be staying with Carly. I knew Nikki was happy to be staying there and Nikki and Carly hit it off right away. Carly sent me off to the airport in a limousine and off i went on the plane alone for a long flight back to California.