♠ Chapter 12 ♠ ♥ “Jerry” Thursday, October 16 ♥
It's been four days since Hannah made you sleep on the couch as punishment for being a pathetic, racist white star.
You feel your back groan in pain as you drive home from work and wonder if there's a chance your wife will forgive you and let you sleep next to her before Sunday.
When you enter your home you find Hannah twerking in the living room with a big smile on her face, like she has done every afternoon this week, always wearing her new favorite micro shorts.
Next to her is Alex shaking his fat, gigantic butt cheeks to the beat of the rap video playing on the screen.
Your beautiful son is also wearing one of those sexy micro shorts and a very tight pink top that exposes his flat, firm stomach.
Neither of them react to your arrival and just continue shaking their fat asses while bending and flexing in provocative and vulgar ways.
When the video ends, Hannah finally realizes that you have returned from work and when she sees you, her smile turns into a sneer and she orders you in a cold and cruel voice.
“Oh, Jerry… Alex and I will practice some more… Make dinner quickly, when we're done we'll be very hungry!” Your wife returns her attention to the erotic images of a new video where a huge black man is surrounded by sexy, beautiful white women.
"Yes, Dear! Right away my love!” You respond automatically, realizing there's not a single chance Hannah will let you sleep with her.
When you retreat to the kitchen you can hear Alex let out a poorly contained mocking laugh.
You prepare delicious drumsticks hoping that they are good enough to soften your wife's heart.
When you were almost done cooking you decided to check your wife's Instagram on your cell phone, you decided to follow her profile to be able to monitor Hannah's new lifestyle, and you can't deny how sexy the photos that Hannah posts every day are.
She has 9k followers now! You can't believe how quickly your wife's fame is growing.
You scroll down her page to see increasingly daring photos of her. You go back to the top and see that she has started uploading videos of her twerking all over the house; the kitchen, the bathroom, and even in your bedroom. Her videos are receiving thousands of views.
You see the latest video of her that she posted today wearing her new micro shorts.
She's on all fours on your bed, bouncing her fat white ass up and down. The letters “I ♥ BBC” are visible at times, but her butt has eaten up so much of her micro shorts that all you see at the end of the video is “I BC.” You scroll through the comments and see nothing but black men saying nasty things.
You look back into the living room, and there are your wife and son, both of their nipples looking rock hard as they continue to dance to the rap music, watching and copying the half-naked white girls dancing for the black men on the screen.
After what seems like an eternity the video ends, Hannah and Alex drink water and dry off their smooth, sexy bodies Twerking is harder than it looks.
“That last video was great… that young rapper is very sexy!” Hannah exclaims happily as she wipes her obscenely wet-looking cleavage.
"It is! Although I liked the huge and tall one better.” Alex blushes adorably.
“The old fat one?” Your wife asks curiously.
"He is not old! He is mature! And he's not fat! He is robust! And he looked very sexy with that long, thick beard!” Alex bites her bottom lip sexily.
“God Lexy! You love mature and huge males! You are such a naughty girl!” Hannah teases her beautiful son by playfully throwing the towel at him.
The two of them sit in the dining room without speaking to you and you serve them dinner in complete silence, as if you were a butler or something.
You try to start a conversation, but neither Alex nor Hannah ignores you and continues talking about how many followers they've gained on their respective Instagrams that day, and how many of those followers are black men.
“So…where is Chloe?” You ask in hopes of diverting the conversation.
Hannah and Alex remain silent and look at you a little annoyed, but after a few moments, your wife seems to decide that she can answer that.
“Chloe will spend the night with her BLACK KING.” Your wife says it as matter-of-factly as she would tell you Chloe went for ice cream.
“Chloe is spending the night with that n—!” You can't help but raise your voice at her.
“Don't you dare finish that sentence, Jerry! Unless you want to spend the next month sleeping on the couch!” Hannah scolds you with that icy, cruel voice that she lately uses only to talk to you. “I don't know why she surprises you… It is the duty of any white girl to obey and service her black stud the moment he commands.”
“Emily says that Jamal called Chloe in the afternoon and ordered her to leave the university early to see him at one of his places… he had a confrontation with the Italian mafia, of course, Jamal's gang won and he wanted to relax by fucking his new white whore.” Alex says that with a malicious smile, it is obvious that he loves to gossip.
“OH MY GOSH! Chloe is so lucky! I hope she knows how to receive everything that her BLACK KING gives her.” Hannah sighs dreamily. “I would love to be young again.”
“What are you talking about Mom?! You’re still young and you look great!” Alex tries to cheer up his mother. “By the way… My BLACK DADDY wants me to join the cheer squad, so I asked Emily and Coach Keyla to audition. “The coach told me to invite you to come watch and maybe help a little.”
“OH MY GOSH! I would love that! I'm sure you'll be able to join the squad! “You are so agile, and flexible and jump so high baby!” Hannah looks completely excited.
“Thank you, Mommy! Classes end at three thirty. The audition will be in the school gym.” Alex looks much calmer and more confident at the idea of his mother being by his side when he auditions.
Hearing that your son will try to join the cheerleading squad makes you nauseous and angry, but remembering your wife's threat, you chicken out and finish dinner in complete silence.
Hannah and Alex continue talking about their favorite rappers and the sexiest songs to dance to in front of the camera, while you eat in silence afraid of provoking your wife's anger, at the same time you can't stop thinking about Chloe, your beautiful ******** who, right now she is surely between the muscular and tattooed arms, being fucked like a whore.
After finishing eating, Alex and Hannah go upstairs to take a bath and take some photos to post on their Instagram before going to sleep.
You feel your back groan in pain as you drive home from work and wonder if there's a chance your wife will forgive you and let you sleep next to her before Sunday.
When you enter your home you find Hannah twerking in the living room with a big smile on her face, like she has done every afternoon this week, always wearing her new favorite micro shorts.
Next to her is Alex shaking his fat, gigantic butt cheeks to the beat of the rap video playing on the screen.
Your beautiful son is also wearing one of those sexy micro shorts and a very tight pink top that exposes his flat, firm stomach.
Neither of them react to your arrival and just continue shaking their fat asses while bending and flexing in provocative and vulgar ways.
When the video ends, Hannah finally realizes that you have returned from work and when she sees you, her smile turns into a sneer and she orders you in a cold and cruel voice.
“Oh, Jerry… Alex and I will practice some more… Make dinner quickly, when we're done we'll be very hungry!” Your wife returns her attention to the erotic images of a new video where a huge black man is surrounded by sexy, beautiful white women.
"Yes, Dear! Right away my love!” You respond automatically, realizing there's not a single chance Hannah will let you sleep with her.
When you retreat to the kitchen you can hear Alex let out a poorly contained mocking laugh.
You prepare delicious drumsticks hoping that they are good enough to soften your wife's heart.
When you were almost done cooking you decided to check your wife's Instagram on your cell phone, you decided to follow her profile to be able to monitor Hannah's new lifestyle, and you can't deny how sexy the photos that Hannah posts every day are.
She has 9k followers now! You can't believe how quickly your wife's fame is growing.
You scroll down her page to see increasingly daring photos of her. You go back to the top and see that she has started uploading videos of her twerking all over the house; the kitchen, the bathroom, and even in your bedroom. Her videos are receiving thousands of views.
You see the latest video of her that she posted today wearing her new micro shorts.
She's on all fours on your bed, bouncing her fat white ass up and down. The letters “I ♥ BBC” are visible at times, but her butt has eaten up so much of her micro shorts that all you see at the end of the video is “I BC.” You scroll through the comments and see nothing but black men saying nasty things.
You look back into the living room, and there are your wife and son, both of their nipples looking rock hard as they continue to dance to the rap music, watching and copying the half-naked white girls dancing for the black men on the screen.
After what seems like an eternity the video ends, Hannah and Alex drink water and dry off their smooth, sexy bodies Twerking is harder than it looks.
“That last video was great… that young rapper is very sexy!” Hannah exclaims happily as she wipes her obscenely wet-looking cleavage.
"It is! Although I liked the huge and tall one better.” Alex blushes adorably.
“The old fat one?” Your wife asks curiously.
"He is not old! He is mature! And he's not fat! He is robust! And he looked very sexy with that long, thick beard!” Alex bites her bottom lip sexily.
“God Lexy! You love mature and huge males! You are such a naughty girl!” Hannah teases her beautiful son by playfully throwing the towel at him.
The two of them sit in the dining room without speaking to you and you serve them dinner in complete silence, as if you were a butler or something.
You try to start a conversation, but neither Alex nor Hannah ignores you and continues talking about how many followers they've gained on their respective Instagrams that day, and how many of those followers are black men.
“So…where is Chloe?” You ask in hopes of diverting the conversation.
Hannah and Alex remain silent and look at you a little annoyed, but after a few moments, your wife seems to decide that she can answer that.
“Chloe will spend the night with her BLACK KING.” Your wife says it as matter-of-factly as she would tell you Chloe went for ice cream.
“Chloe is spending the night with that n—!” You can't help but raise your voice at her.
“Don't you dare finish that sentence, Jerry! Unless you want to spend the next month sleeping on the couch!” Hannah scolds you with that icy, cruel voice that she lately uses only to talk to you. “I don't know why she surprises you… It is the duty of any white girl to obey and service her black stud the moment he commands.”
“Emily says that Jamal called Chloe in the afternoon and ordered her to leave the university early to see him at one of his places… he had a confrontation with the Italian mafia, of course, Jamal's gang won and he wanted to relax by fucking his new white whore.” Alex says that with a malicious smile, it is obvious that he loves to gossip.
“OH MY GOSH! Chloe is so lucky! I hope she knows how to receive everything that her BLACK KING gives her.” Hannah sighs dreamily. “I would love to be young again.”
“What are you talking about Mom?! You’re still young and you look great!” Alex tries to cheer up his mother. “By the way… My BLACK DADDY wants me to join the cheer squad, so I asked Emily and Coach Keyla to audition. “The coach told me to invite you to come watch and maybe help a little.”
“OH MY GOSH! I would love that! I'm sure you'll be able to join the squad! “You are so agile, and flexible and jump so high baby!” Hannah looks completely excited.
“Thank you, Mommy! Classes end at three thirty. The audition will be in the school gym.” Alex looks much calmer and more confident at the idea of his mother being by his side when he auditions.
Hearing that your son will try to join the cheerleading squad makes you nauseous and angry, but remembering your wife's threat, you chicken out and finish dinner in complete silence.
Hannah and Alex continue talking about their favorite rappers and the sexiest songs to dance to in front of the camera, while you eat in silence afraid of provoking your wife's anger, at the same time you can't stop thinking about Chloe, your beautiful ******** who, right now she is surely between the muscular and tattooed arms, being fucked like a whore.
After finishing eating, Alex and Hannah go upstairs to take a bath and take some photos to post on their Instagram before going to sleep.
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