Back to Black

This is the final instalment of Back to Black an interracial tale written in 5 parts.

It's a story I've gone back to several times in the last couple of years, changing the characters and the storyline, mostly because I wasn't sure where to take it. However, in the end it was splitting it into the 5 parts that actually helped me finish it.

The result is, I think, very different to most of my other works but I'm happy with the finished article and I hope you like it.

Please remember it is just a story, the characters aren't real and their words and actions are simply a projection of my own imagination.

It is set in the United Kingdom so I apologise now for any confusion over some of the terms I use.

I hope you've enjoyed it.

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Back to Black - Pt 05

Saturday was frantic and emotional.

Finishing the last of their packing the twins, Niamh and Mark, got themselves ready to leave for university while Madeline prepared breakfast for everyone.

The meal was a very subdued affair, especially for Maddi; unable to bring her eyes up to look at her daughter she focused on her coffee and reflected on everything that had happened over the last few weeks, and the conclusions she had come to.

She had spent the best part of eighteen years, putting up with her husband's continued philandering and denying her own desires, while she attempted to keep her promise to hold her family together until the twins were 18 and off to university.

Now that time had finally arrived and she should have been ready to move forward with her life.

However, her plans had been thrown into total disarray; first by the arrival of Aaron Vassell, her former boyfriend, and then by Jayson Kanaara.

She hadn't intended to start a sexual relationship with anyone, let alone an eighteen-year-old black student at the college where she worked. But somehow, against her better judgement, it had happened and turned her situation on its head.

Reawakening desires that had lain dormant in her since her own days at university she had found herself revelling in a level of sexual gratification that she had long given up on.

Bringing her coffee mug up to her lips she covered her smile as she thought of the unexpected bonus her trysts with Jayson had bought her.

Humiliating her husband and giving him a taste of the pain he had inflicted on her over the years hadn't been her intention but, much to her surprise, it had happened. It had widened the gulf between her and Jon until she had started to wonder if there was any chance of a future for them.

"Mum."

Niamh's voice interrupted her train of thought and she looked over at her daughter, trying to forget that they had been sharing a sexual partner for the last few weeks.

"Yes sweetheart?"

"Could you give me a hand to get my stuff down from my room?"

"Sure. Let's just see your brother off and then I'll come up." Maddi frowned.

She was well aware that Niamh could bring the few things she was taking down to the car so it was very clear that her daughter wanted to talk to her in private, although she had no idea what it could be about.

It took them a few minutes to load up Mark's car and more than twice as long to hug him and say goodbye. Madeline, Jon and Niamh standing at the roadside watching until he disappeared into the distance on his way up to Manchester.

"Right, let's get you sorted." Turning back towards the house she smiled at her daughter.

"Shall I help?" Jon enquired, clearly feeling left out.

"No." Niamh snapped, before continuing a little more respectfully, "Mum and I can do it."

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Maddi asked as soon as they were alone.

"Did you have a good time yesterday?" Her daughter giggled naughtily.

"I'm sure you didn't want to discuss my sex life." Madeline sighed and then grinned, "But yes I did thank you."

"I... I wondered if dad knows about you and Jayson?" Niamh inquired somewhat hesitantly.

"He knows." She told her daughter quietly, "Although not about yesterday."

"Shit." The teenager groaned, "Are you going to... you know...?"

"Divorce him?" Maddi shook her head, "I honestly don't know sweetheart but I'm not going back to being his doormat. That much I do know."

"But if Jayson's gone off to Norwich...."

Madeline smiled again and picked up a couple of boxes, "Like I said honey. I don't know what's going to happen but I'm a big girl now, I'm sure I'll work it out."

"Well make sure you do mum." Niamh chuckled, "And don't forget to tell me all about it."

Carrying the things down to the car she couldn't help but reflect on her daughters last words and wondered how she might fill what would be a gaping void in her newly revitalized sex life.

The drive down to Bristol took almost 3 hours and, knowing it would be sometime before she saw Niamh again, Maddi tried to remain pleasant and amiable during the trip, even towards Jon.

However, the return journey, after they had said goodbye to their daughter, was a lot less congenial and it wasn't until they were some way up the motorway that Jon broke the uncomfortable silence that had settled over them.

"So, what's on the cards for us now." He kept his eyes on the road as he asked the question.

"Us?" Madeline turned to look at him, "There is no us anymore Jon, I thought I made that clear?"

"But Jayson has gone?"

She shook her head disbelievingly, "Are you telling me you're going to give up your little tart?"

"Maybe.... if you become a little more amorous in the bedroom." Her husband snickered.

"Un-fucking-believable." Rolling her eyes she shook her head and went back to staring out of the window.

Apart from a brief stop for coffee and to use the bathroom they made good time, arriving back just before six, although the chilly atmosphere remained with them for the rest of the drive home.

It was getting late when they eventually opened their front door and, deciding not to cook, she ordered them a Chinese.

"I'll leave you to clear up." She told her husband brusquely, getting to her feet after finishing her meal, "I'm off to bed and don't get any ideas about following me. You're in the guest room from now on."

"But...."

"The guest room!" Turning on her heel she walked away.

Waking before the sun was fully up the next morning Maddi lay in bed for a while, still confused about what she was going to do now. Jon was asleep in the spare bedroom and probably wouldn't be awake for some time so she decided to go for an early morning swim to try and clear her head.

There was little traffic on the road and the college pool was empty when she arrived, not that she expected anyone to be there at six-thirty on a Sunday morning. She always found its peaceful serenity, especially when she was alone, a welcome change from the hectic confusion she always seemed to have in her life lately and this morning was no exception.

Slipping into her bright red one-piece costume she tied her blonde hair back in a pony tail and, stepping out of the changing room, she paused at the end of the pool, savouring the stillness for a moment. Then, taking a deep breath, she dived straight into the clear water and started to swim.

Letting her mind go blank she quickly settled into an easy freestyle stroke and forgot, at least for the time being, about her problems and the choices she needed to make.

Breathing every second stroke she allowed herself the luxury of relaxing completely, something she hadn't done for quite a while.

'Should she divorce Jon?'

'Could she keep the house if she did?'

'What should she do about Aaron?'

Switching to a physically less demanding breaststroke the thoughts started to creep back in to her head and, once again, she found herself tying to answer the questions about her future.

"Well well, this is a surprise."

A voice stopped her mid-way through her fifteenth length and she looked up to find the head of the college, Aaron Vassell, standing at the edge in just his swim shorts, smiling down at her.

"Aaron.... I... I didn't hear you come in. What... what are you doing here?" As she spoke she felt her tummy tighten and a warm fuzzy feeling settle over her at the sight of his long-forgotten muscular frame.

"Going for a swim obviously." His tone was more than a little sarcastic.

"But you... you don't...."

He grinned salaciously, "I've just started, usually when there's no one here. I thought it would be a good idea to do something apart from the gym to keep myself fit. After all I am the head of the place."

'I know what your idea of keeping fit is.'

She smiled but kept the thought to herself as she clung to the side of the pool gazing up at him.

"So, if you're a swimmer I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other."

The double meaning in his sentence wasn't lost on her.

Maddi shrugged, her thoughts going back to what happened after the one lunch she had had with him, wondering what her husband might think if he knew about them being there together.

"Who knows.... I suppose we might." She eventually replied more than a little provocatively.

"Perhaps we could have lunch after this or even dinner tonight?"

"You don't give up do you." Shaking her head she started to swim away from him when a splash behind her told her that he had joined her in the water.

Reaching the end of the pool she was just about to turn when he caught up with her, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her up against him.

"What do you think you're doing Aaron?" Despite her protest Maddi made no attempt to get away from him, enjoying the feel of his body against hers.

"You know you look really good in a swimsuit." He snickered, ignoring her question and running a hand down to cup her backside, "Shame it's not a bikini though."

"You'd like that wouldn't you?"

He grinned, "Absolutely."

Pressed up against her ex, her hard nipples tenting out her costume, she felt a rush of heat at the top of her thighs, "And then I suppose you'll say that I'll look even better with it off."

"Well, if you're offering?" Her boss chuckled, "I won't say no."

"I'm not and you should let go of my rear in case someone comes in and see's you."

"Sure." Releasing his hold on her bottom he slid his hand up between them to her chest, his fingers moulding themselves around her breast, "I noticed you didn't say it was because you didn't like it."

Almost immediately her nipples started to harden appreciably and Maddi stifled a sigh of enjoyment, her body responding of its own accord to his crude manhandling of it.

"I.... I.... aahhhhhhhh."

She could feel her arousal growing swiftly and after her previous experience with him, and then with Jayson, she knew there was no way she could resist even if she had wanted to,

"See.... just as I said.... you like that, don't you baby." Groping her tit, he leered openly.

"Aaron... you know we.... we shouldn't...." Madeline tried to object only for him to kiss her, cutting her off mid-sentence.

His lips moulded to hers while his tongue tried to press between them to find hers and for a moment she froze. Her heart thumping frantically in her chest as she felt him slide the straps of her swimsuit off her shoulders, slowly peeling the costume down to expose both her breasts.

As his hands started to explore her bare flesh she slipped her arms about his neck and returned the kiss, her lips parting to accept his tongue into her mouth.

Even as she began to respond Maddi knew it was wrong.

She was still a married woman regardless of her wants and desires. But, just as she had with Jayson, she found she couldn't stop herself and reconciled her surrender with the fact that her husband was finally getting a taste of his own medicine.

However, deep down, she also knew it was more than just that, it was also something she wanted for herself.

Pressing her tits against his palms she squirmed, moaning softly into his mouth, her body reacting automatically to the things he was doing to her. Any self-control she might have had evaporating as he tormented her aching nipples, sending little bolts of pleasure radiating out from the swollen buds. Their kiss becoming more intense as he squeezed her soft flesh, fingers and thumbs assaulting her throbbing nubs, making her gasp with the sensations he was creating in her.

One of his hands travelled south, reaching down to cup her between her thighs and Madeline reacted, parting her legs, allowing him access to her sex and anything else that he desired.

"Ahhhhhh.... fuck!"

She gasped when he hooked the gusset of her swimsuit aside and deftly slipped one thick finger into her, forcing her up onto her toes, her eyes closing as she clung on to him for support.

"You like that don't you Mad's." Aaron smirked, using the name he had given her when they were dating.

The only other person that had ever called her that was her husband and the sound of it instantly made her think of him.

'Would he get turned on by what she was doing?'

'Did she even care about him anymore?'

It came as something of a shock to her when she realised that all the things she had felt and said, that she had fretted over when she had been with Jayson, were exactly the same with Aaron.

Jon had cheated on her for years and she had put up with it for the sake of her children but now they were off hand, going to university, she could live the life she really wanted.

"Fuck!" Maddi jerked back into the moment when Aaron's thumb found her clit, sending another wave of lust through her.

'Just what did she want?'

Jayson had been a lot of fun but she had known it couldn't last, aside from the fact he was leaving, she was old enough to be his mother. However, he had awakened something inside her, something she had kept buried for all her married life.

'Was it a lust for just any other black man or....?'

Aaron's fingers drove the questions from her mind before she could come up with an answer, probing deeper into her wetness while his thumb caressed her swollen clitoris.

Squirming on his hand she reacted eagerly, crushing her lips against his, her mouth greedily accepting his tongue while she pressed her body fervently against his.

"That's it baby..... come for me." Her boss instructed crudely as he sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body, driving her rapidly towards the precipice.

"Oh fuck... fuck.... Aaron I.... aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Madeline was more than willing to comply with his command and a moment or two later she shuddered violently, her slender frame jerking in the water as she cried out in ecstasy, burying her face against his shoulder.

Holding her he let her enjoy the sensations of her climax, "Good girl.... now I need to....."

The sound of the outer door banging shut and voices in the distance stopped her from letting Aaron do anything more. Jerking his fingers out of her, as she snapped out of the trance she had been in, she quickly moved back out of his grasp, hurriedly tugging her swimsuit back into place.

She had barely managed to pull the straps back up and the crotch over her freshly fingered slit when a pair of their teaching colleagues came through the inner door chattering noisily.

"Hi Angie, hi Frances." Madeline greeted the two older women, causing them to pause their conversation.

Suddenly aware they weren't alone they stopped and stared at the couple in the pool, trying to keep knowing grins from appearing on their faces.

"Oh... we didn't know anyone would be here." One of them said more than a little suspiciously.

"It's ok Frances, I ahh... I was just going." Maddi smiled.

"Don't leave on our account." Angela told her with a cynical look, "You two were here first."

"It's ok. I err.... I have to... to get home." Glancing momentarily at Aaron Madeline swam to the ladder and clambered out of the water without looking back.

Ignoring the opportunity to shower she threw on her sweat pants and top as quickly as she could before hurrying out to her car, eager to be away from the college in case she had to speak to Aaron again. He had already asked her to have lunch or dinner with him and, after what had happened in the pool, she wasn't sure she would be able to refuse.

With a profound sense of relief, she drove out of the car park still trembling from the orgasm Aaron had given her. Turning left instead of right she decided to make a brief stop at the supermarket before heading home. She hadn't gone shopping on Friday, spending the afternoon in a cheap hotel with Jayson instead, and she could pick up a few things that she needed.

Despite trying to focus on what she intended to buy her mind was totally preoccupied with what had happened with her boss in the swimming pool, and an itch between her thighs that would not stop.

'Would she have let Aaron fuck her if no one had come in?'

She wasn't sure but the realisation that if the two women had come in a little later they might have caught her and the head of the college copulating in the pool both horrified and, strangely, excited her.

Parking in the fairly empty supermarket car park, the same one that Jayson had fucked her in just a few days earlier, she turned off the engine and sat back.

Her thoughts immediately went back to that night and she wondered if Niamh had ever enjoyed a similar experience with him. The fact she had been sharing her lover with her eighteen-year-old daughter had only made the sex with him even more exciting.

She shivered as she recalled it.

His young muscular black body had taken her to heights of pleasure she hadn't known since her days at university and just the thought of him sent a flush of heat to the top of her thighs. Even though he had gone off to Norwich she knew now that she had to have more.

However, she was 42 now and considered herself too old for a younger man like Jayson, although she speculated as to whether Aaron might be the person to fill the void. Her ex clearly thought she had given him the green light by her actions in the pool and when they had gone to lunch so should she encourage him.

Without a doubt he was still extremely attractive but would having a fling with him bring a different set of complications to her life?

Finally, as always, there was the situation with Jon, her husband.

Things had changed dramatically over the last few weeks or so but did that mean that divorce was on the cards for them? She didn't love him and she certainly wasn't interested in having sex with him any longer, so was there any point them being together?

As far as she was concerned there was no contest, her need for black cock and, to a degree ex-boyfriend, far outweighed any desire she had for her husband.

Shrugging her thoughts aside she slipped out of her car and started towards the supermarket trying to piece together a shopping list in her head.

Jon was up and busy in the kitchen, getting breakfast for himself, when she eventually got home.

"Coffee?" He asked as she deposited two bags of groceries on the counter.

"Please."

Sitting down with the steaming mug and the slice of toast he handed her she ate silently, almost forgetting about Aaron and the incident at the pool, as they enjoyed a moment of domestic harmony.

"Where did you go?" Jon asked tentatively, unsure of what he wanted her answer to be.

"Just for a swim."

"At the college?"

"Mmhhmm." Maddi nodded, reluctant to expand her answer any further.

"You ok?"

"What... yeah, I'm.... I'm fine." She told him flatly, surprised by his question.

"I... I just thought something was wrong?"

"I said I'm fine." Maddi snapped back moodily, hiding her discomfort by picking up her drink.