1. My Saintly Wife Rehabilitates Reform School Sinners


    Date: 11/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cuckold, Interracial, Older Female / Males, Author: willingwimp, Rating: 46.7, Source: sexstories.com

    discrimination to address the young black guests in our home respectfully as "Sir," and to show them deference. Chapter II- Hakeem Joins us for the Weekend Let me tell you about a recent weekend guest that we had. Hakeem is a 17-year-old African American who has had repeated arrests, for shoplifting, disorderly conduct, assault, and he is a school drop out. Trudy has been tutoring him and trying to teach him to read in order for him to take the high school equivalency exam. Trudy is really the first and only white person he has ever spoken to one on one for more than a single sentence. I picked up the Hakeem at the end of the school day on Fridany. He was wearing untied shoes, baggy pants that looked like they were about to fall off, visible boxer shorts, a tight undershirt that showed rippling chest and abdominal muscles, an unzipped "hoody" sweat shirt with the hood over his head, and a gym bag slung over his shoulder. Although at 17 he was technically a child, he had facial hair, a masculine build that made it look like he must spend some of his time weightlifting, and he was about a full head taller than me. I had to sign Hakeem out of the facility and agree to take responsibility for him for the weekend and to bring him back at the appointed time, Monday morning. I would have been happy to chat with him during the car ride to set him at ease and get to know him a bit, but he was wearing headphones and we did not actually exchange a single word. When we arrived at our ...
    house, Trudy gave Hakeem a long warm hug to make them feel at home. Given how sullen he seemed to be in the car, I was gratified to see that he responded to Trudy's hug, although he made the mistake of hugging her by the bum rather than higher up on her back, I think because his arms are so long and his hands and fingers are so big, it just was the natural place for his hand to hug. Trudy showed remarkable sensitivity and understanding not to flinch or pull away, but accepted his hug as the a warm, filial greeting I'm sure it was meant to be. Trudy took Hakeem by the hand and ushered him into our living room where she sat him on the easy chair, the throne of the castle, so to speak, the place where I sit on weekday evenings when one of our young guests isn't visiting. As she has instructed me to do for all our young guests, I knelt down in front of him and untied and removed his shoes and guided his feet into a pair of slippers for him to wear while in the house. I took his gym bag and offered to wash any dirty laundry he might have. I also took away his shoes and told him I would shine them for him, though it was really more of a cleaning since they are basketball shoes. While I was preparing to take his dirty clothes to the washing machine in the basement, Trudy began to give Hakeem a tour of the house. I stopped to notice her leading Hakeem upstairs. I stood at the bottom of the stairs because I love to admire the way her hips sway as she walks up the stairs. However, I ...
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