“Ah, so I’m still ‘the gorilla’ in your mind,” commented Jerry shaking his head. He wondered how long it would be before she ever called him...dad.“I don’t know what else to call you,” countered Melissa. Her whole life, her mother and she had referred to him as ‘the gorilla’ and now she didn’t know what else to call him.“You could call me, dad or father,” suggested Jerry barely showing any surprise that she didn’t know any other way to refer to him.‘Dad’ sounded too friendly and Melissa wasn’t. You then tell her to "watch this" and pull me off my wife and towards you. You order me to suck your cock like S just did. I oblige and take you in my mouth, my wife watching and rubbing herself.Then you order me back to my chair and S onto her knees facing me.She does as shes told. you lift up her dress, pull her now soaked white wedding knickers to one side. S is staring me in the face as you press your huge cock against her pussy and rub it up and down those wet lips. She stares at me and. I wanted to punish that sexy Black male ass of his for being so damn tempting. In spite of myself, I find myself attracted to these Black guys on a daily basis. Except now I just want to bend them over and stuff my dildo up their asses. I don't want to kiss them. I don't want to fall in love with them. I don't want their dicks in my mouth, pussy or asshole. Even though I damn well remember how wonderful it all felt, once upon a time. With a song in my heart I continued working my dildo deep. She smiled when she saw an email from George.She opened the email and smiled at what it said, "Can't wait to see you and read your book. I'll pick you up at 7pm."She smiled and typed out a reply, "Looking forward to dinner with you." and hit the send buttonShe packed away the manuscript she would edit tonight after dinner into her bag along with her pens and tablet.She stood up and grabbed her purse and keys and made sure her computer was turned off. She headed to the elevator and waited.