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A Little Simulation

Date: 9/8/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: WritersFriend, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

respectable breasts. Fuck, look at that! Her nips were hard as blueberries. Darnell turned his eyes back to Flatberry, trying to will his boner down. “How so?” he asked. “Natalie got your name from our pool boy.” Flatberry’s face turned red. He gulped again and clawed a scrawny finger behind the bowtie knot around his skinny chicken neck. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say boy .” This guy was priceless. “I’m sure you didn’t,” Darnell said. “Anyway,” Flatberry said, “I guess Dwayne sensed we were having…problems, so he gave Natalie your name.” Dwayne? Okay, now things were getting clearer. Dwayne was one of Darnell’s old homies from the hood. They had smoked a little weed together, skanked around a bit in their younger days, before Darnell turned respectable. Darnell had weaned Dwayne off the pipe a few years back and floated him a small loan to start a swimming-pool maintenance business. “It’s nice to get referrals,” Darnell said. “Now where were we? Oh yes. Sexual problems. May I ask how long the two of you have been married?” “A little over a year,” Flatberry said. “Natalie’s father was one of my business associates.” His eyes flicked over to the pretty blonde. “Until he died.” A tear welled in the woman’s eye. “I’m sorry,” Darnell said to her. “That must have been traumatic. My deepest condolences.” The woman nodded, dabbing her cheek with a tissue she had retrieved from her purse. “So, Mr. Flatberry, you took Mrs. Flatberry…” Darnell looked at the blonde again. “May I ... call you Natalie?” Another nod, this time accompanied by a shy smile. Darnell returned it. “Thank you. So you took Natalie under your wing, so to speak?” “That’s right,” Flatberry said. “She was too young to be left on her own. Besides, I love her. I’ve loved her ever since she was a little girl, when she used to sit on my lap at Thanksgiving and Christmas.” Fucking pervert, Darnell thought. The old coot probably couldn’t get it up anymore. No doubt that was why he was here. He looked like the type who could only spring a boner for little girls, and Natalie was far from that now. Maybe that was how Dwayne’s and the very ripe Mrs. Flatberry’s conversation had veered from mundane matters of algae and chlorine levels to more intimate tales of her marital woes. Maybe Dwayne was banging her! Maybe his sending them here was intended as further payback for the loan Darnell had spotted him. After all, Darnell hadn’t charged interest. “Very commendable,” Darnell said. “So, getting back to the matter at hand, we were trying to determine if there are any specific difficulties the two of you are having. Is it a frequency issue?” Flatberry squinted at Darnell through his magnifiers. “Frequency issue?” “Yes,” Darnell said. “Is there some dissatisfaction with the number of times you make love, say, in a week.” Flatberry squirmed in his chair. “Kind of.” Darnell waited for him to continue. “Well,” Flatberry said, “Natalie and I haven’t actually got around to consummating things yet.” Darnell’s ...