UCLA to Big D Ch. 05

The women stared at Kim in awe as Cole said, "Hey Lisa and Jenna, how are you both doing? I didn't know you knew each other."

"Oh we just met in the hot tub in the last hour. It's amazing how good of friends you can become drinking tequila shots together!" Jenna replied with a smile.

That comment got a laugh from Cole, Kanye and even Kim.

Lisa and Jenna were both a little starstruck seeing Kim and Kanye so up close and personal. Cole introduced them; they all shook hands and exchanged hellos. Jenna didn't realize it, but Kim was checking her out as Cole spoke. The cover up Jenna wore was shear and showed off her bikini clad tits quite nicely.

Jenna and Lisa both thanked Cole for the invitation to the party and told him how much fun they were having.

The host told them he was happy that they had come and encouraged them to enjoy themselves for the rest of the night. He asked where their husbands were; they told him the guys were over playing Bocce. Cole told Jenna that he was still a few weeks away from making any decisions on the house, but that he would call Ryan when he was ready to sit down and discuss the listing. She thanked him and said they would wait to hear from him.

Kim and Kanye said, "We'll see you later, it was very nice to meet you."

Jenna and Lisa responded in kind and said they hoped they would see them again too.

As the two girls walked away, Kim said to Cole, "Who is the wavy blonde with the great rack?"

"Her name is Jenna Nielsen, I played college ball with her husband and they are now my real estate agents. They live in Pasadena."

"You're not tapping that shit are you Cole?" Kim asked with a sly smile.

"Fraid not Kim," Cole replied with a laugh.

"Yum...does she fool around; I'd like to have her over for a personal party with Kanye and I?" Kim asked with a more devious smile on her face.

"They've been married for...I don't know, about 8 years. As far as I know, they are faithful to each other; they seem very happily married. I seriously doubt she'd be interested in extramarital adventures," Cole said, well aware that Kim was always on the lookout for playthings to spice up her and Kanye's sex life.

"That's a shame," Kim said as she checked out Jenna's ass as the girls walked away. "Cole, be sure to let me know if you hear she is looking to add a little fun to her mundane life in suburbia!"

"Kimmy, you need to go take a cold shower!" Kanye chimed in sarcastically.

"Oh Kanye, you can be such a stick in the mud sometimes. I have to have my fun now; don't forget I'm turning 35 in a few weeks!"

He rolled his eyes as he was accustomed to doing when Kim had been drinking at parties. The booze made her horny and she was always on the lookout for hot women to take home.

Cole and Kanye had met back when Cole was a sophomore at UCLA. Kanye took him under his wing and upon his entrance into the NFL, helped get Cole set up with the marketing team and financial advisors that had helped make him so financially successful since college. Cole had felt indebted to Kanye ever since.

Jenna and Lisa finished the oysters and sushi and walked around the party before making their way to the dance tent. A couple of nice looking young black guys came up and asked them to dance. They decided "What the hell", their husbands weren't back yet and it sounded like fun. The dance floor was very crowded and it wasn't long before Jenna and her partner were separated from Lisa and hers.

After a couple of fast songs, the DJ put on a slow one. Jenna started to thank her partner for the dance when he pulled her to him and said, "What's the hurry?"

"My husband is going to be back soon, I think I should be going." Jenna replied politely.

"Oh those bocce games take forever, and I really like this song, dance with me, c'mon." The handsome young black man pleaded.

She said, "Okay, one more song."

"What's your name anyway?"

"I'm Jenna, what's yours?"

"Thomas Ball, but everyone calls me B.O.B." He replied.

"Why do they call you B.O.B?"

"It's kind of embarrassing."

"Oh c'mon it can't be that embarrassing," Jenna teased him playfully.

"Dance more with me, and I'll tell you." He said as he lowered his hands, grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her close.

Jenna got nervous as she could feel his huge cock pressing against her stomach above her pussy mound. He leaned into her ear and said, "They call me B.O.B because in addition to a huge cock, I have Big ol' Balls. Married white women like you love to suck em and drink my juice; I guarantee you've never had something so good. Let's go find a secluded place and I'll share them with you before your hubby gets back. I can assure you, you'll enjoy every minute of it!"

B.O.B's brash come-on caught Jenna totally off guard. She stammered and finally replied back, "Sorry I'm married and I don't fool around."

"You mean to tell me that a hot white piece of ass like you has never tasted black nectar, we need to rect'fy that situation. I can tell you've had plenty to drink, that will only contribute to your joyment." He said confidently as he squeezed her ass cheeks more tightly and kissed her on the lips.

In her current state of inebriation the kiss surprised her and it took her a few seconds to push him away. He looked at her with a nasty look and said, "Too bad for you bitch, your sweet lips and nice tits and my big cock would have made sweet sex together...your loss!" He pushed her away and disappeared into the crowd.

Jenna was shaking as she walked back to where she had left Lisa near the dance floor.

As Jenna waited for Lisa, she realized her pussy was wet. Jenna was startled by B.O.B's cockiness, but she found herself aroused at his confident proposition. While she was happily married, Jenna had experienced naughty thoughts of what it would be like to be taken and controlled sexually by a dark, muscular stranger. A few times she'd envisioned it being by a black man.

Lisa walked up and Jenna snapped out of her trance.

Lisa said, "That was fun! I haven't danced like that in a long time. Unfortunately, our sitter has to be home by midnight so I need to go find my husband and head out. It's been great meeting you, let's exchange numbers and I'll text you about getting together some time."

They did so and agreed that they and the guys would attend a game at UCLA or USC soon. As they went to give each other a hug, their hands accidentally collided and one of Jenna's nails broke all the way down to the cuticle.

"I'm so sorry Jenna, I'm such a klutz and I'm pretty drunk," Lisa said apologetically. "Unfortunately, my clippers are in my other purse, maybe you can find some here to take care of it."

"It's not your fault Lisa, I'm sure I can scrounge something up."

"Oh I feel so bad, but I need to get going. Do you want me to tell Ryan to come back up if I see him?" Lisa asked.

"No, I'm going to try and find something to trim this with and a band aid so it doesn't catch on everything. Tell him I'll come down there when I'm done." They said their goodbyes and Jenna headed towards the house. She luckily ran into Cole again on the way. She told him what had happened and he reached out and held her hand with his strong fingers as he checked out the broken nail. The pain in her finger seemed to subside as he held it with his strong hands.

Jenna was still feeling aroused from her encounter with B.O.B and now having Cole hold her hand sent a renewed thrill through her. After the stories Lisa had told her, she couldn't help but notice his muscular chest and biceps as he held her hand. She also stole a quick peek at the bulge in his swim trunks.

"Ouch that is a bad one Jenna; I have some clippers in my master bathroom upstairs. I'm sure you can trim it to a manageable point and find a band aid in there as well." Cole then complemented her on the beauty of her wedding ring. "That must have set Ryan back a few bucks."

Jenna blushed.

Cole continued, "Unfortunately I'm on my way down to help get Snoop set up. You've toured the house before; do you remember how to get to the master suite?"

"Yes, I'm sure I can find it...it is my line of work after all," she said with a cute smile.

He laughed, looked back down at her beautiful face and said, "Okay you are on your own. The doors to my suite are locked, the key code is 6969."

Jenna couldn't help but notice the number sequence.

"If I get a chance I'll radio one of my housekeepers to come assist you Jenna. The clippers should be in one of the drawers in my bathroom vanity." Jenna entered the house and, in spite of her intoxication, made her way up one of the big spiral staircases to the upper level. She headed down the long hallway until she came to the double doors to Cole's suite. She entered the "6969" code into the keypad, the lock clicked and she entered. She closed the door behind her.

Jenna walked through the massive bedroom, past the huge round bed on her way to the master bath. She stopped as she noticed mirrors on the ceiling above Cole's bed and tried to envision the women who had undoubtedly watched Cole Steele's muscle-covered back and rock-hard ass pumping into them during passionate sex. Probably due to her husband's infatuation, she pictured Scarlett Johansson's legs wrapped around the big black linebacker as he pumped into her forcefully.

Jenna was still horny and pretty drunk.

She entered the master bath and began looking through the drawers from left to right. Neither of the first two drawers contained the fingernail clippers; Jenna hesitated as she stared at the contents of the 2nd drawer before moving on. Finally she found the clippers in the third one. After trimming the broken nail, filing it, and applying a band aid, she replaced the clippers, closed the drawer and looked over her shoulder at the door to confirm no one was coming.

Jenna reopened the 2nd drawer and again stared at the contents. She looked over her shoulder again before removing a roll of cash and setting it on the counter. Jenna then pulled out another item and looked over her shoulder one more time.

Fifteen minutes later, Cole's housekeeper Maria entered Cole's bedroom suite. As she walked towards the master bath, she called out "Senorita?"

Jenna panicked and quickly returned the item to the drawer. As she heard footsteps approaching and another call, "Senorita", she looked down to see the roll of cash sitting on the countertop. Jenna reached for it quickly but realized she would not have time to return it to the drawer before the maid entered, so she wrapped it in her fist and walked out. She said, "Hi" as she walked quickly past Maria on her way out of the master suite.

The maid looked around with a confused look on her face as she tried to process what had just occurred and why the woman hadn't responded when she called out the first time. The maid concluded the woman was just using Cole's bathroom to do drugs or something; she muttered "rubia tonta" under her breath...that was Spanish for "dumb blonde".

Jenna squeezed the roll of bills in her hand until she had made her way to the cabana. She pulled her ticket from inside her bikini top and gave it to the attendant. She was relieved to place the roll of bills into her purse in the dressing room before changing back into her sundress. Her heart was still racing as she contemplated how to return the money, but she certainly didn't want to risk taking it back into the master bath now. As she exited the dressing area, she ran into Ryan who was eating steak from a shish-kabob and coming up to retrieve his clothes as well. "Where have you been my beautiful wife?" He slurred.

Even though she was very tipsy herself, Jenna could tell her husband was really fucked-up.

"Lisa and I went dancing but I broke a nail very badly so I went to find some clippers in the house. It took a long time to find them but I finally did." She held up the finger with the band aid and showed it to him.

"Glad you put a band aid on it; you know broken nails and loose teeth are two things that give me the heebee geebee's!" He slurred again and smiled as he spoke.

"Ryan, I think I drank too much, I'm not feeling very well, do you mind if we take off?" Jenna asked pleadingly. "I think mixing the vodka and tequila probably wasn't such a good idea."

"I was hoping to see Snoop, but if you aren't feeling well, of course we can leave. Can you request the Uber while I change?" Ryan responded in his drunken dialect.

Ryan passed out in the back of the car on the way back home. Jenna sat nervously next to him contemplating what to do with the roll of money.

When they got home, Ryan reminded her what she had said he could do if he got her drunk tonight. Despite her encounters at the party, Jenna wasn't really in the mood for sex with her sloppy husband at the moment. She was actually relieved when she emerged from the bathroom and he was passed out on the bed. Jenna climbed in and lay there thinking about how she was going to correct her mistake. After weighing several ideas, she finally decided that she would return the money in an apology letter. She would let Cole know it was an accident, and that she was terribly sorry.

Once she had that resolved in her mind, her thoughts turned to the encounter with B.O.B on the dance floor. She lowered her hand and softly rubbed her pussy lips through her panties. She was wet. Jenna looked over to confirm Ryan was sleeping; he always snored when he was really out of it and right now he was sawing logs.

She reached into her night stand and pulled out her egg vibrator and some lubricant. Jenna and Ryan liked to use toys during their lovemaking, and occasionally she would pleasure herself when he wasn't around. She and Ryan had a very satisfying sex life which they worked hard to keep fresh and exciting; they watched plenty of porn in addition to the frequent use of sex toys. Ryan picked out most of the porn and he usually chose videos of the heterosexual male and female variety or Ménage a trois scenes with two women and one guy; these were some of their favorites and always got both of them off.

Occasionally, when he was really drunk, Ryan would introduce scenes with two guys and a girl. A few times when one of the guys in the video had a big cock he would ask Jenna if she would ever want to have sex with a really hung guy or two guys at once. She would always tell him that he was all the man she needed and that she didn't think she could handle someone bigger anyway. Jenna never told him that seeing eight or nine inch cocks on screen really turned her on and the thought of two guys at once was a secret fantasy.

Right now her husband was fast asleep and she was thinking about big black cock. She slipped her panties down her legs and slowly inserted the egg. Jenna played with her clit while imagining herself having sex with B.O.B and Cole Steele at the same time. As she touched her pussy, she pictured herself on her hands and knees as the large black men fucked her from the front and back with big veiny cocks. They took control and roughly slammed into her as they spanked her little ass and made her beg. She imagined B.O.B's big balls slapping her clit as he fucked her hard from behind while Cole sunk his huge cock down her throat. The guys' switched places several times before spraying gobs of hot seed in her wanton holes.

As her husband slept soundly next to her, Jenna tried to imagine what 12" of black cock would actually feel like pistoning into her. Aside from a video she'd watched back in college and an occasional naughty thought, before tonight she'd never really imagined having sex with a black man, let alone two. Now, the thought of being taken by both of these endowed black bulls was arousing her to no end. The horny blonde wife came three times lustily imagining what it would be like.

She was totally spent as she cleaned up and put her vibrator away before passing out.

The following day she hand-wrote an apology letter and placed it, along with the cash, in a double envelope and dropped it in a mailbox in front of the post office. Two days later, Cole's secretary brought the envelope to his office and said, "I'm not sure what to make of this?" Cole read the letter and was just as confused as she was.

Cole called Carl Swenson, his security guy into his office and showed him the letter. He asked Carl to check the security tapes of the house the night of the party to see if he could determine where and when this might have occurred. Cole then remembered about Jenna's broken nail and that he had given her the access code to his bedroom that night. The large black man said, "I think it was around 10:45 p.m. as I was just heading down to help with last second details before Snoop went on stage at 11:00 p.m. Check the tapes for that time period first, if those sequences don't show anything, go back through the entire night."

Forty-five minutes later, Carl called Cole and said, "I think you are going to want to see this, can you come to the security room?"

Cole was intrigued now. He hurried down to the security room and found Carl reviewing video as he entered.

"You were right boss, it happened at 10:55 p.m.," Carl said with a smile on his face, "I think you are going to like this!"

"You think I'm going to like watching money disappear from my house? What have you been smoking Mr. Swenson?" Cole asked half-jokingly. But he was now very curious.

"I think you are going to like how it disappeared from your house!" Carl said with smile.

"Okay let me see the fucking tape!" Cole said impatiently.

The video showed Jenna entering Cole's master suite and stopping to admire the huge round bed and possibly the mirrors on the ceiling. Carl asked, "Who is she, she certainly isn't hard on the eyes?"

"I played football with her husband at UCLA; they are both now real estate agents in Pasadena. I had planned on listing the house with them in a few weeks before this came up. Her name is Jenna Nielsen."

On the video Jenna entered the master bath in her sheer cover-up. Carl said, "Aren't you glad we spent that extra $50,000 on the HD surveillance cameras and audio system? You can practically see her nipples through that suit!"

"Okay pervert, you didn't bring me in here to peep on my real estate agent, did you?" Cole replied as he watched the video intently. Of course he had already checked out Jenna's great tits before Carl said anything.

"Just watch!" Carl said confidently. On the video Jenna looked through the vanity drawers before finding the clippers and trimming her nail, filing it and covering it with a band aid.

Cole asked impatiently, "When does she take the money?"

"Patience! Good things come to those who wait!" Carl replied with a big grin on his face.

On the video Jenna re-opened the 2nd drawer and removed the contents. Cole and Carl watched and listened for the next 15 minutes in rapt fascination before the video ended as Jenna quickly exited the bathroom with the roll of bills in her hand as Maria entered and looked around confusingly.

"Holy Shit!" Cole said with a huge smile now on his face. "You were right; I did like watching money getting stolen from me, except that I don't think she intended to steal it, do you?"

"No, I think she panicked when Maria arrived and she didn't think she would have time to put the roll of cash back into the drawer before our housekeeper walked in, so she just held it in her hand and walked out. Either way, she still stole it in the eyes of the law!" Carl said matter-of-factly.

"I agree with you!" Cole was still trying to process what he'd just watched when an idea came to him.

"Carl, do you think you can splice that tape to show her removing the money from the drawer and then immediately walking out with it when Maria approached? You know, make it look like her only intent was to steal the money."