Big Black Dark

HELPING THE ELDERLY CH. 04

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"... I just got your message. I understand Wallace wants to see me?" Tracy did her best to sound uninterested, as she didn't want to appear too eager to meet with the aggressive black man and, honestly, she wasn't very eager despite her attraction to him.

"Hello there, sweetheart. Yeah, he called me earlier and asked if it would be all right. I told him that it would be okay with me, but I wasn't sure about you, or your schedule."

"Well, Harry. It's really up to you..."

Tracy didn't say it, but she was hoping Harry would understand that she wanted him to make the decision for her. She longed to be dominated, told what to do, given specific directions, followed by feedback detailing how she performed. She had fantasized about being totally submissive to Harry, but it did not appear that he had the desire to dominate her the way she was craving to be dominated.

"Okay, darlin', why don't you see Wallace tomorrow and give me a call at some point during the day to check up on me. I will give him your number and tell him he can call you tomorrow." Harry was tired and needed to get off the phone.

"Okay, Harry." Tracy put her phone down and sat up in bed. She was attracted to Wallace, but not in the same way that she was attracted to Harry. She was discovering that she found it more difficult to trust younger men like Wallace, and there was something about Harry's age that made her want to be dominated by him. She felt she could trust him, that he would be there for her and cherished her attention. She felt like a queen with Harry. With Wallace, she felt like a piece of meat, not that there was anything wrong with that every now and then...it was just different.

Jim was late getting into bed for some reason. He kissed her on the cheek as she lay there pretending to be asleep.

The next morning, after Jim left for work, Tracy was enjoying some coffee on the patio when Wallace called.

"Tracy? This is Wallace." Tracy didn't recognize his voice; it was deeper than she remembered.

"Hi Wallace, Harry said you might call," she responded.

"He told me it would be okay to call you...Is it okay?" His voice quivered.

"Yes, I guess so. What's on your mind?"

Tracy knew what he wanted, but was not on-board with this idea that just because Wallace was attracted to her, it meant that she had to have sex with him, and there really wasn't any other reason for him to see her.

"I thought you would like to spend some alone time with me...without any other guys around...to see what it felt like to have a real man." His voice was not playful, but aggressive. Tracy felt intimidated by him. She didn't like how she felt.

"Well, Wallace, I have had a real man. Harry is a real man, and he knows how to treat me like a lady." She defended Harry, who in her mind was more man than any woman could handle.

"A real man wouldn't whore you out like he did. I would never do you like that." Wallace was telling the truth. He felt Harry disrespected Tracy by having all those men basically have sex with her at one time.

"I could have said 'no,' Wallace, and I didn't have intercourse with them, but you should know that I am submissive to Harry. He and I have something special."

She felt it necessary to tell Wallace exactly how she felt about Harry so he wouldn't get the wrong idea.

"I realize that, and I respect that. Look, I was just wanting to see if you would want to hook up sometime this week, maybe get to know each other a little better."

Wallace finally said what he had intended to say, but after this conversation, he wasn't nearly as confident about his chances of fucking her as he was when he called.