Lonely Bored Housewife 2

By Jane Snow

Kathy is still a lonely and bored housewife, thinking about her amazing time with her neighbor's young, 19 year old son, Andre. She can't stop thinking about him and her husband cannot come home soon enough. The minute he's back, she plans on ravaging him all night. She starts to pleasure herself as she thinks about Andre when her husband gives a call. He won't be able to make it home for the weekend, in fact, he'll have to stay a couple weeks longer for his business trip.

Jon, her husband, angers her, not only because his trip is going to take longer, but also because he seems to be enjoying his time. She can hear people laughing away in the background and finds it strange that they're partying if they're so busy. He apologizes but has to go, leaving Kathy alone and bored again.

She tries to keep her mind off it and stumbles on a channel with a white woman and a black man passionately sharing a bed. The scene is relatively short and Kathy decides to surf on the internet to find more adult material. She streams it on her TV and starts to pleasure herself again but the internet connection cuts off. Almost on cue, a large, well built black man is at her front door. He's from the cable company and he's getting reports of bad connections in the neighborhood.

Kathy lets him in and decides to tease him a bit with some flirting... but that soon becomes something more... a LOT more...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jenna Powers
• Release date: Jun 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005379827

Jane Snow

Jane Snow loves chocolate but more importantly, she loves chocolate, ebony men. Their hot, muscular glistening bodies get her juices flowing and put her mind in the clouds of ecstasy. She loves fantasizing about big black men and sharing her fantasies with you.

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Lonely Bored Housewife 2

By Jane Snow

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© 2021 Jane Snow

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

All characters in this story are above the age of 18.

Five days had passed since I had met Andre. My crotch still felt somewhat sore from the experience. I had run into Andre once while heading out to go grocery shopping and I had immediately blushed. He had tried to play it cool but I had been able to tell that he was just as nervous as I was.

I sighed as I boiled some water, staring at the kettle and zoning out for a bit. It wasn’t till it whistled that I came back to reality, shaking my head a bit to clear it. I quickly reached and grabbed the handle of the kettle, pulling it off the heat and turning off the stove. After opening a tea bag I popped it in a mug and soaked it with boiling water.

As the tea seeped, I headed over and turned on the television, bouncing around channels to see if anything interesting was on. Unsurprisingly, there wasn’t anything interesting. I left it on a premium movie channel and headed back to the kitchen, opening the fridge to grab some milk. As I poured some of it into my mug, I glanced out the kitchen window to stare at a white van driving by in the other neighborhood. He parked and a large black man stepped out.

Wow, that’s a nice hunk of chocolate, I whispered to myself.

While slowly mixing the milk into my tea, I watched as the black worker headed on into the house. Even from a distance, I could see he was very well built. As he disappeared into the house, I fantasized a bit, wondering if he was similar to Andre, nice and big. I sipped on my tea and smirked before heading back to the living room, my crotch feeling extremely warm now.

Oh Andre… What have you done to me? I said aloud as I plopped down on the sofa and placed my tea on the side table next to me.

There was some random movie playing and I tried to focus on it. My husband, Jon, was supposed to come back for the weekend so at least I’d have some company again. Maybe he’d be up for a passionate