Sable. wife, interracial, you know the rest

Sable and Raymond Burke were a successful husband and wife team at the law
offices of Burke, Leeson and Hedges in Los Angeles.  They exemplified everything
trendy and had the money to buy it.  Sable, a pretty blond 28-year-old Stanford
graduate, handled criminal defense, mostly, while Raymond, a 30-year-old Yale
man, was an expert in contract litigation. Ray had noticed that his wife had been
under a lot of pressure lately with a particularly heinous rape-kidnapping case
she was working on.  She always appeared exhausted and, over the past few weeks,
seemed to have lost all interest in sex.  While before the two had enjoyed a
healthy, if not frequent, physical relationship now their sex lives had all but
disappeared. Ray did not get alarmed.  It was a usual occupational hazard that
would change soon after the resolution of her burdensome case. One day Sable came
into their airy breakfast room and literally threw her expensive leather brief
case on to the table in apparent disgust.  She pulled off her bone horn-rimmed
glasses and shook her long blond hair from it's bun. "Damn them!" she muttered to
herself. "Damn who, dear?" Ray asked over the top of his paper. "Oh, it's
nothing.  I don't want to burden you," she said, obviously wanting to burden him.
Ray was silent for a long moment, letting his tall, lithe wife come to the point.
"It's the Johnson brothers," she said, referring to her clients in the celebrated
rape case. "They just won't cooperate in the defense.  They insist on taking the
stand and any first year law student would be able to rip them to shreds."
"Perhaps I should have a talk with them, dear.  I have had some small experience
with troublesome defendants." "Would you?  I could use a hand with these two. 
I'm speaking with them both tomorrow down at the LA Central Jail.  I'll pick you
up at the officer at, say, twelve?" Sable seemed strangely relieved but Ray
attributed the sudden change in her behavior as mere relief at the prospect of
his assistance with the boys. The next day, at the jail, a deputy made a cursory
check of the brief cases of both lawyers, then allowed them into the interview
room.  Sable seemed to be in a state of anxiety and Ray patted her bare knee and
tried to sooth her fears.  Ray was a little amused at his wife's choice of
clothing for the interview at the jail.  Instead of her usually conservative
attire she was wearing a very short skirt, a loose blouse and jacket.  She had on
dark stockings, something she usually only wears at dinner parties.  He noticed,
too, that she wore only cheap, costume jewelry today.  While waiting for her
clients to be brought into the windowless room she removed her jacket and placed
it on the back of her chair.  Ray could tell she was wearing an exceptionally
sheer bra and her darkened areolas showed through the thin white material of her
blouse. "Are you ill, Sable?" Ray asked. "What?  Why do you ask?" she sputtered.
"Well, you are perspiring.  It's not that warm in here." "Am I?  Oh, I hadn't
noticed!  It's nothing, I'm sure.  Maybe a touch of the flu." Within minutes a
burly deputy brought in the Johnson brothers.  Ray almost gasped when he saw the
two.  They seeped evil. Theo, the older of the two, was about thirty-five and at
least six-feet tall. He was thin, with a two day growth of beard.  His eyebrows
were joined in the center and he had a heavy jaw with a prominent gold tooth.  He
moved around the small metal table like an predator stalking his prey.  He
sprawled in his jail, his legs spread wide, his torso tilted back. Jerome was
about twenty-five and totally unlike his brother.  He was only five-six and
stocky, muscular.  He had a handsome face and was clean shaven. He moved with a
practiced grace and sat in his chair like a candidate ready for a job interview.
"Just press this buzzer here when you need the door unlocked, Mrs. Burke. I'll be
right outside," the deputy said, then closed the heavy steel door with an ominous
clang. Immediately, the two brothers looked at one another, then turned to Sable.
"Did you bring it?" inquired Jerome. "Yes.  Yes.  I have it right here," Sable
said excitedly.  She spun on her ass in her chair, spread her legs and Ray saw
her removed a small handgun from a garter. "What....?" Ray started, but then felt
the iron grip of Theo holding his throat. "Now you best be still, mister lawyer,
‘less you want your lilly white ass stomped into dis concrete," Theo growled in a
low voice. "Careful!  Don't hurt him!" Sable hissed. Theo regarded her coldly,
but released his grip of Ray's larynx.  Ray massaged his bruised neck and asked
Sable in a whisper, "What is this all about, Sable?" Jerome chuckled.  "Go on,
tell him, Sable", he commanded. "I...I...I'm helping Jerome escape," she blurted,
averting her eyes from her husband's. "But...why?  You'll be disbarred for this? 
I can't believe..." "I love Jerome, Ray.  I'm so sorry, I really am!"  Sable
looked up with her eyes welling with tears. Ray was thunderstruck.  He felt dizzy
and struggled to comprehend her words. He choked back an urge to vomit and felt
his hands shaking. "I don't understand..." Ray began, regaining a modicum of
composure. "Jerome and I have been...physical...during my conferences with him
here," Sable said, hanging her head.  She was holding her forearms crossed over
her belly and she appeared to be as sick as Ray felt. Jerome laughed, casually
removing a pack of cigarettes from Sable's brief case.  He leisurely lit one with
her gold lighter, studied the lighter for a moment, then slipped it in the pocket
of his LA County Jail coveralls.  He blew a cloud of smoke at Ray. "See, your
wife was in need of some serious fucking," he began, as if lecturing students in
biology. "Please, Jerome!" Sable begged, her mascara smudged, her face flushed.
"It's the truth, isn't it?  Didn't you tell me that your old man here is hung
like a hamster?" Sable turned and regarded Ray with those
deer-caught-in-the-headlight eyes. "Try to understand, dear.  I was feeling
lonely..." "Fuck!  You were feeling horny!  You see, counselor, she read in the
doctor's report of the examination of the rape victim some evidence of vaginal
tearing.  The doctor concluded that the rapist, your's truly, had had a large
penis.  After reading that your dear wife wanted to find out for herself. The
first interview in here she acted like it was all part of her defense
preparation.  She asked to see it," Jerome deftly unzipped his coveralls. He was
not wearing any underwear and his long, thick, ebony cock just flopped out when
released.  Ray had never seen anything like it, except for maybe on a polo field.
 It hung almost halfway to Jerome's knees.  He was uncircumcised and a hint of
pink glans protruded from the saggy foreskin. Jerome reached in an hefted his
fat, round balls outside the fly of the coveralls. Ray turned to his wife, but
she was staring mesmerized at Jerome's tool. Her lip was quivering and Ray saw
her unconsciously grinding her knees together and wiggling in her chair.  Her
nipples were erect and tinting the material of her blouse.  Jerome saw Ray's
amazement and he began flexing his ass muscles, causing the fantastic organ to
jump and swing. Finally regaining her composure Sable pleaded with Jerome to put
his "thing" away.  Jerome laughed and continued jigging his cock at the female
attorney. Ray could see that Sable was coming unglued.  Her eyes darted from
Ray's face to Jerome's cock and back again. "Please forgive me, Ray," she said at
last, then fell to her knees in front of Jerome.  She deftly put the end of his
cock in her mouth and began noisily sucking on the organ, her cheeks collapsing
and billowing. Ray rose to his feet.  He had had enough!  Armed or not he was not
going to let this black Svengali treat his obviously deranged wife in such a base
fashion.  He managed one step toward Sable when Theo's paw-like hand caught him
by the back of the neck and thrust him face down on the cold metal table. Ray
struggled but he was like a rag doll under the grasp of the immensely strong
black man. Sable rolled her eyes to watch Ray but did not take her mouth off
Jerome's rapidly growing dong.  Ray could see concern and pity in her eyes. 
Jerome smiled at Ray and put his black hands on his wife's head.  He removed the
hair clasp and let Sable's locks fall free.  He took off her glasses and tossed
them carefully onto the table near Ray's head.  Jerome began slowly gathering
Sable's hair in his first then he suddenly began fucking her head with angry,
quick thrusts.  Sable's throat jerked as her gag reflex began but she did not
resist her lover's efforts. Theo had Ray's arm twisted up behind his back in a
half-nelson.  Ray was powerless to help his wife. Strangely enough, watching his
pretty, innocent wife taking that large, horse-like cock into her throat and
mouth with such deftness and obvious pleasure, Ray felt his own cock stirring. 
When Sable reached between her spread knees and began working her slit with the
fingers of one hand Ray's own cock sprang to life and tented his pinstriped
trousers.  Watching Sable massaging the ebony tool in her delicate white hand
made Ray's cock began to ooze pre-cum copiously. Jerome noticed this and pointed
it out to his brother.  "Look at the white boy!  He's getting a woodie watching
his woman sucking another man!" To Ray's horror, he felt Theo's free hand reach
around and grab his erection. "Yessir, he done got himself a nice stiffy!" Theo
said with glee.  There was something in his tone of voice that frightened and
sickened Ray. Noting this, Jerome chuckled, "My brother...what a rascal!  You
see, he doesn't care for females, Mr. Burke!" Before Ray could scream the sleeve
of Sable's jacket was shoved roughly into his open mouth by Theo. Sable took her
mouth off Jerome's cock for a moment.  Her pretty lipstick was smeared all around
her mouth and a long jump-rope of joy juice trailed from her lips to the bright
red head of Jerome's mammoth rod.  "Don't try to fight him, dear," she said with
an almost-maternal tone. "You might get to like it...as I did." Ray felt Theo
jerking his belt off and letting his trousers fall to the cold floor.  "Shee-it! 
This mothafucka got on some faggy panties!" Theo announced, ripping Ray's
expensive red speedo underwear off and tossing them aside.  Ray could hear Theo
spitting several times in his palm, then turned his head painfully to look over
his shoulder.  His tormentor was rubbing the spittle over and around the head of
a huge erection.  While not as large as his younger brother Theo still had an
award-winning whopper.  It was straight an smooth and the spittle made it
glisten. Jerome moaned and rudely shoved Sable off his cock.  "I don't want to
cum in your mouth this time, lady," he said, putting his hands on her narrow
shoulders.  He raised her to her feet, her stockings bunched at her knees. With
one movement Jerome ripped her blouse off her shoulders.  Her chest was heaving
with excitement and she had her eyes locked on Jerome's face. Jerome undid the
snap at the front of her bra and let her large tits spread it. Her boobs stood
proud and free, jutting from her chest like twin zeppelins. Her raised areolas
looked like pink avocados. Jerome pushed Sable over to the table and shoved her
tit-down on the table-top.  The icy cold of the steel hurt her sensitive nipples
but she did not protest.  She was face to face with Ray.  A weird smile crept
across her face. "Come on, Jerome.  Fuck my pussy!  Fuck it hard!"  she said with
perverse delight.  Then, to her husband, she said, "If you had a wonderful cock
like Jerome I'd of never strayed!" Jerome was behind Sable, feeding his cock to
her hungry cunt.  She wiggled and squirmed her butt to allow the fat organ easy
entry. Suddenly, Ray felt a pressure on his anus.  He looked back and saw Theo
pressing his cock against the lawyer's crimped butt ring.  As he applied more
pressure his long dong began to bow and bend.  "Relax!" Theo commanded, slapping
Ray across the back of the head.  In spite of the circumstances Ray's much
smaller cock was as hard as marble and drooling juice onto the floor.  There was
an almost-audible pop and Ray felt the warm head of Theo's cock pass his
sphincter.  "Now we're cookin'!" Theo said triumphantly. The look on Sable's face
astounded Ray.  She had lifted her chin off the table and bent her head as far
back as she could.  Her mouth was fully open and she was panting loudly.  Her
eyes fluttered and seemed to cross.  Her tongue darted in and out like that of a
snake.  The table, which was bolted to the floor, kept her body from jerking too
much from the long, hard strokes Jerome was taking.  He had rolled her short
skirt up to her waist and revealed that she was pantieless.  Ray had never known
his wife to go without panties, but then, he had never known her to fuck jail
inmates, either.  He guessed he was learning a lot about his wife he had never
known. Theo was taking slower, kinder strokes than his brother.  He was letting
Ray's virgin ass adapt to the foreign invader.  When the tip of his cock reached
the bend in Ray's colon he withdrew and plunged back in, with increasing vigor. 
As his wife had postulated, Ray found the experience not totally unpleasant. 
With his free hand he gripped the edge of the table with white knuckles.  Sable
had raised herself by her palms and her pendulous boobs swayed and jerked with
each thrust of Jerome's hips.  Ray could hear the "squish, squish" sound of the
rapists cock in his wife's sopping hole. Sable was moaning softly and Ray
believed she was carrying the tune of the Pillsbury theme song ("Nothing's as
lovin' as something in the oven.."). Theo's strokes had taken on a sudden urgency
that Ray recognized as an impending.  He found himself meeting each thrust with a
counter thrust of his own.  Theo had by now released his hold of Ray's arm and
the lawyer gripped both edges of the table to maximize his immobility. At last,
Theo gave one last mighty thrust that buried his tool to the root in Ray's coal
chute.  Ray pinched down tightly on the cock with his sphincter to lengthen the
black's orgasm.  At that same moment Ray's own cock began spewing forth several
weeks worth of goo.  His jock jerked and his nuts rose and fell like paddle balls
as jet after jet of thick white albino joy juice squirted onto the floor and,
quite possibly, the shins of his dear wife, who was at that exact same moment
experiencing an orgasm of her very own.  She rocked and shook and shuddered,
spittle flying from between her clenched teeth.  She growled and snorted like a
wild beast, her head rotating around it's axis, the veins on her neck standing in
sharp relief. Jerome's eyes had rolled back into their sockets so that Ray could
only see white.  His wife's lover's face was turned heavenward, as if giving
silent praise to God for the bounty he was receiving.  Jerome's body jerked and
quaked and his ample muscles were flexed and glistening with his sweat.  A
strange, alien sound came from deep in Jerome's throat that seemed to originate
in his genitals. Finally, the four lay spent on the table, the blacks atop the
whites.  Ray reached back and patted Theo affectionately on the flank.  Theo
smiles and slapped the back of Ray's head again. The phone on the wall in the
interview room broke the revery of the lovers. Sable disengaged herself from
Jerome's still substantial cock and went to answer it.  She stood, feet apart, as
thick gobs of man seed dribbled down her legs and stocking. "Yes, this is Sable
Burks.  Yes.  Yes.  I see.  Okay, good work." "You're never going to believe
this", Sable said with undisguised excitement. "The victim in this case has
called the District Attorney's office and withdrew her complaint!  She admitted
that she was not, in fact, raped!" Jerome was wiping his cock head off on Ray's
sleeve.  "Shoot.  I could of told you that.  It wasn't a case of rape, it was a
simple case of fuck. See, her old man caught us and she had to scream rape to
keep her reputation!" Ray and Theo were quickly released.  The Burks did not
report Ray's violation at the hands...rather, at the cock of the brothers. Ray
and Sable are trying to work things out now.  They communicate a lot more and
their live-in butler and chauffeur, Theo and Jerome, respectively, have been a
great help.