coonslut:Monroe wasn’t very bright, but he wasn’t blind either. Hecould see how casually Russ, his b
coonslut:Monroe wasn’t very bright, but he wasn’t blind either. Hecould see how casually Russ, his boss, would drape his around the shoulder ofMonroe’s wife, so that his big white hand could linger on her breast. He couldsee how familiarly Russ would rest that paw on her round, inviting butt. Construction was a rough business, and Russ was a rough manin manner and speech, crude, profane, and even vulgar at times. Still, Monroewas just bright enough to know how lucky he was to have the job he had, and hewas just bright enough to keep quiet. Besides, he knew his wife loved him, andshe never encouraged Russ’ advances. One Friday evening, a Russ invited Monroe and Janese to comewith him to a cookout that one of his friends was hosting. Russ offered todrive, and pulled up in a big pickup. Although it was a crew cab, the back seatwas a jumble of tools and cables. “I’m sorry, but it IS a work truck, you know,”Russ grinned. “You don’t mind riding in the truck bed, do you, Monroe?” “Uh, well, um, no, Sir. That’s fine.” “Good, good!” Russ’ arm was already draped around Janese ashe escorted her to the passenger door and let her in. Monroe could see Russ’hand resting on Janese’s knee as he drove, and he could see its steady progressup her thigh. Still, he wasn’t too worried. He knew he could trust Janese. When they arrived, Russ had opened Janese’s door and wasescorting to the backyard before Monroe could clamber out of the truck bed. Hehad pulled up close to him while Monroe lagged behind. There were eight guests,all white men, in the yard. “There he is!” “Russ!” “Russ-el!” “Hey, Russ-o!”They were obviously well into the beer, and obviously glad to see him. “Hey, fellas! Alright, alright! Good to see y’all! Hey, comeon up here, Monroe! Guys, this is my new foreman, Monroe Evans, “ – they nodded and interjected friendly hellos—andthis, squeezing Janese a little tighter—“and this is my mistress.” Monroe’s jawdropped and his eyes popped almost out of their sockets, while Russ’ friendslaughed, whistled, and catcalled. “Naw, now, y’all know I’m joking! This ain’tmy mistress. I’m just her master.”That elicited a new round of whistles and catcalls, whileMonroe was torn between fighting and fainting.“Now—now—R-Russ…” he choked out.“Aw, Monroe, stop that stutterin’ and sputterin’! You act likeyou think I’m serious! You think if I say,” – Russ turned to look directly atJanese—“Git on your knees, you little spunk monkey coonslut and suck this whitecock! – she’s gonna do it…”Russ opened his mouth to say no, but never did, becauseJanese was already unzipping Russ’ pants and fishing out his cock before herknees hit the ground.“…like she’s been doing for the last three months?” -- source link