Out Of Afrika, Chapter 43

Out Of Afrika, Chapter 43Out of AfrikaA Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van,Satinlvr_mwfandWunderboi******Chapter 43 - A Cell Phone Made Her Pregnant******?Our story thus far:The heroine, Suzi Recreant, has just returned from a rather successful follow-up expose` for the Rhino News Network. RNN, of course, is a subsidiary of Rhino Multimedia, or RMM, which is in itself a subsidiary of Rhino Electronics, all of which is owned by a Mr. Oskar Botha. During her interview, where she was able to obtain the inside story, she was also tricked and taken advantage of by one of the leaders of prison life, a black thug whose name was withheld due to security concerns. What was not withheld, however, was her being ravished by this hulking coal-black convict, and how he unleashed his pent-up demand in her body. Using the agreed-upon rules of the interview against her, the coal-black man had her on her back, her skirt above her waist, and legs splayed in short order, giving her the bliss all women desire of a lover, as well as his release virile black seed into her unprotected and possibly fertile womb. He was strict with her, and not abusive, though it was a day or two before she could walk normally, and she was ready to resume her normal daily duties.The Rhino Multi-media photographer managed to capture that very well, and the new porn movie went into distribution. Unbeknownst to Suzi, she was a rising porn starlet, as well as her ?normal? job as a television news anchor, currently based in the Hawksville area.After review of the ?interview? and approval by Mr. Oskar Botha, the President of the Rhino Electronics conglomerate, Suzi was being sent out to a new market, San Diego, California. Mr. Botha?s feelings were that the time was ripe to further subvert the population and give rise in power and prestige to the black race, and what better way to do that than to use the ?Rhino Effect? on an unsuspecting populace, one who was drawn to watch his newly risen star, a buxom red-haired beauty who had not only been subjugated by this same ?Rhino Effect?, but also was now starring in the very same porn movies that featured interracial relations. What better way to make reality TV a weapon against the establishment and further Mr. Botha?s cause?******??What do you mean we are moving, again?? Zack nearly shouted at his wife. ?Do you realize what this is doing to my career? I can?t keep changing jobs like this... my resume` is a wreck!?It was nearly 1:00 AM, and both were tired. Zack, from staying up late, waiting for his wife to comehome from work, and Suzi from her long day, first at the Rhino Multimedia, or RMM, headquarters, and then her three news broadcasts, each of which featuring her in very flirty attire, revealing more than was proper for a news desk anchor. But it was that ?accidental? exposure that made Suzi so popular, and despite being, at times, a hard-hitting newswoman, she had considerable sex appeal. Couple that with the Rhino Effect, and she was every male-viewer?s fuck-fantasy. Place her exploits on RMM Interracial Porn channels and gallons of cum were being spilled nightly, either by men and women coupling, or men alone, who had to take matters into their own hands. All of whom, however, were deeply fantasizing about white women having sex with black men. Such was the Rhino Effect.Suzi sat back in her chair at the kitchen table. She was wearing a short pink satin robe, loosely tied by the matching sash at her waist, exposing her cleavage nearly fully. The full, firm, and round mounds are part of what made her famous, and it helped that she didn?t need a bra. Her girls?, and of course the rest of her Playboy magazine model-worthy body, plus her propensity to show her charms off during her broadcast news shows all added to her appeal. The rest of her attire consisted of white Louboutin stiletto heels, matching stockings, a lace garter belt and frilly white thong. The fact she was dressed to entertain was lost on her husband at the moment. For Suzi, it was just what she wore every day.?Zack? I?ve been transferred.? Suzi replied matter-of-factly in her soft voice. Another feature that made her a porn favorite. Her soft voice had a sex-kitten allure, and helped build that ?total-woman? persona that made her famous. Suzi had been actively participating in a number of interracial-porn movies, only she wasn?t fully aware of it, thanks to the ?Rhino Effect? from the various electronic devices.In fact, Suzi?s own device, her cell-phone, sat on the kitchen counter, charging, a replacement for the phone that had been broken earlier at work. She missed her phone, and was glad to have a new one.?This is just the fact of my career.? Suzi added. ?Since my salary is almost four-times yours, I think your career can take a back-seat to mine. So you basically have a choice to make. Come with me to San Diego, or stay here and try and make it on your own. I know you are good at what you do. Someone should hire you, if you don?t stay at Rhino.?Zack steeled himself, and worked to control his growing temper. He was also employed by RMM, as an accountant. It was a job he had a talent for, despite it being boring at times. What was lost on him was that his wife had helped him get that job, and an ensuing promotion. Suzi instinctively knew how to get what she wanted with a smile, or a delicately-flirting caress. Or, when her cell-phone was engaged, her thong dropped to the floor as well as herself.?Alright... alright? You win.? Zack admitted resignedly. ?I?ll go, but I have to put in my transfer request. I can only hope that we will be transferred together.?Suzi?s cell-phone had signalled a full charge, emitting a glorious color display, and humming softly. The tensions that had been growing in the room were now being suffused, owing to the charms of the phone and the Rhino Effect. There was a side-effect, however. It made Suzi start to have lewd thoughts, her body being plundered by a black man, or even men. She had stopped being picky. Even though who was not so much a matter anymore, as long as the man was black.Suzi sniffed at her husband as she rose to her heels and brushed her robe down, and adjusting it to fit her petite frame. The robe still did a wonderful job of revealing her ample bosom, and displayed almost indecent cleavage, and yet hung just far enough below her rear-end to provide a flirty flip with every step. Her modesty was covered by the overlapping silky material, but with a hint of breeze, everyone would see she was a natural redhead. But then, so did everyone who had seen one of her ?special? broadcasts.?I?m going for a walk. I need to get some fresh air, and have some quiet time. I?ll be back in a little bit.?She then made a more careful inspection of the kitchen. ?You are getting better at cleaning the kitchen. You can go to bed, and I?ll be back.? Her soft voice had been almost a command, rather than an offering. With that she reached over and took her now-charged phone and strutted her way out, leaving her husband to stand there, watching his wife and sex-fantasy leave him at home.******??Damn he pisses me off?? I grumbled aloud, before keeping my thoughts to myself. Here I was, providing a substantial income for us, and all he could do was bitch, bitch, bitch about his job, and before that, his needs, and before that how unsatisfied he was with our arrangement. Hell the damn thing was his idea to start with!I continued to walk, and took a left turn at the end of the driveway. I glanced at my phone, to see what time it was, swiping it on, and seeing that it was, indeed, after 1:00 AM.?Ah, well? part of the life of late-night TV...? I sighed resignedly. I began to feel calmer, as the gorgeous color schemes on my phone covered the screen, and I felt better. I was more relaxed, even care-free. I had to smile, as I remembered my late-morning meeting. It had been kindly scheduled late-enough so I could get some sleep before having to go in today. Or was that yesterday?******??Thank you, Mr. Botha. I am as surprised as you are about how well the prison expose` went. I can?t believe I am getting a thirty-three percent rating, and a forty-percent share!?Oskar sat across the massive desk from me, the rich mahogany reflecting not only his visage, but also his status. He was now a wealthy and very powerful man. I had even heard rumors of political aspirations. I wondered if he would need a press secretary, if he ran for office? But the thought died when he spoke.?Indeed, Suzi, we are quite happy with your... performance. You draw in a significant market share in your time-slot, and are decimating the nightly network news. The next phase in making you a success is to move you to a bigger market, where you will have more impact??I remember smiling widely at that! What news anchor doesn?t want more and bigger audiences? Besides, San Diego was a great town! I was born near there, and looked forward to seeing family, old friends, and who knows, maybe an old boyfriend? It wasn?t a big family secret that I had let the real man of my dreams get away, but instead had focused on my career. I couldn?t blame Erik, for he had his own bright future in professional sports. But I wouldn?t be the wife of a pro-football star. I had heard too many things sarıyer escort about the players not staying true to their wives, with the hordes of women literally throwing themselves at the men on away games.My parents were, secretly, thrilled, I think. Oh, they were cordial, and even pleasant towards him. But we came from an upscale background, and Erik, not so much. He was definitely an athlete, and handsome, but between his lower social-status and his very dark skin, he was not high on the list of potential suitors my parents would have approved of. Zack, however, was much more to their liking.I was trying to focus on Mr. Botha?s wisdom, when things sort of went blank for a while. The next thing I remember was my knees were sore, and I had a salty taste in my mouth. If I didn?t know better, I would swear it was semen. I have given my fair share of blowjobs to men in the past. Especially Erik, when we couldn?t find enough privacy for some real shared pleasure. Zack? I could only remember twice. Once was only memorable because it was in the limousine on our way to our wedding reception, and the other was when we were dating and having to sneak in a little fun in the closet at his work. It was tiny, but where there is a will there is a way. It also helped that Zack was hung like a puppy. Four inches, max. But these times where my knees were sore, and I had that strange taste in my mouth, seemed to becoming more frequent. I made a note to see a doctor, once I hit California.******?My reverie was interrupted by the sound of laughter. I hadn?t realized just how far I had come, but I was very far from home. It was over a mile, easily. If I didn?t wear stilettos all day, my feet would be killing me, but I had long ago learned not only how to select the right fit for me, but also how to properly walk in them. I paused in mid-stride, and peered into the darkness. I heard the voices, male, and at least two of them. For some reason, I followed the concrete path between two houses, and towards a small park and play area. The fact I was wearing next to nothing meant little to me. It was the sounds of my heels on the pavement that suddenly caused them to hush, with the very audible ?Shhhh! Someone?s here!?hissed out.I stepped more clearly into view, the odd lighting creating shadows that hid whomever was talking. I was so relaxed, I wasn?t even worried about anyone seeing too much. I felt totally at ease, with my cell-phone in my hand, and it humming along softly. I enjoyed how it felt holding it, and the colors were really pretty to see. I was the only one standing in the light, and didn?t care a bit. I smiled, and spoke easily. ?Hi! What?s up??This brought two young men out into the open. Both of them were easily five or more years my junior. One wore jeans and a muscle shirt, only he was white and minus the muscles. The other was wearing a dark track suit and hoodie. I couldn?t tell much about him, at first. I could feel them undressing me with their eyes, and for some reason my nipples started to grow, showing through the thin pink satin covering them.?S?up with you?? The white man started out.Both men were approaching me, yet I stood my ground. It would be nice to have someone to talk to,who wouldn?t whine and bitch about his day. Like counting numbers and using an adding machine was stressful. Sheesh!?Oh, I?m just out for a walk, and some quiet time. I work late, so sometimes it takes a while to relax and go to sleep.? It felt odd saying that, because I was feeling even more relaxed. I love my phone!By now, both young men were within arm?s reach of me, as I stood proudly, shifting my hips to show a bent knee, and a hand on my hip. I could still feel them looking at me, and I was growing warmer, inside.The white guy continued speaking. ?Oh? Ain?t seen you out this way before.?My eyes shifted between them as I spoke. ?Actually, I usually don?t go out this far, but my husband really pissed me off, so I am taking an extra-long walk. I hope he will be in bed by the time I get there.??Oh? you don?t wanna? screw yer old man, huh?? The other man said. His hand reached out and felt the sleeve of my robe with the back of his fingers. My blue eyes could tell he was black. His voice was a bit deeper, and definitely harder in tone. It made me think of a gang-member, or that prison convict I had interviewed the other day.?Not tonight, that?s for sure?? I had to agree. I wanted Zack to touch me like I wanted to have a colonoscopy.The white guy chimed in. ?Well, we can help with that??His own hand reached out, and started to caress my side, again, with the back of his hand. I don?t know why, but every time I wore satin, and I wore it a lot, guys just couldn?t keep their hands off of me! Ismiled one of my patented TV news smiles. I did it so often, it was almost instinct.?Tell you what, Handsome?? I couldn?t really see his features clearly, but why risk offending someone who could potentially be my neighbor? ?I?ll give you a kiss, just for not being a jerk.?I leaned over towards him, and puckered my lips, aiming for his. I was intending a brief peck on his lips, just something to give him a thrill. I expected to do the same next with the black guy. But that isn?t what happened.I felt my lips caress the white man?s, and his mouth opened, his tongue beginning to work on my mouth. He wanted to open my lips and kiss me more passionately. It was just a kiss, so I figured ?what the Hell, why not??, and kissed him back. It was long, and passionate, and I could feel my chest heaving as I breathed deeply. I also felt two more hands on me, from behind. The non-existent coverage of my thong was baring my butt to whomever it was, but I was guessing he was young, black, and from the feeling, definitely bigger than my husband. Hands were on my hips, reaching softly under my robe, and caressing my skin. All the while I started to feel a slight bumping from behind, rhythmic and constant.I let out a mew, as the kiss had grown quite steamy, indeed, and I was surrendering to it. My kisser was getting into it as well, as his hands began to slide over my breasts, feeling them through the silky satinrobe. By now my nipples were rock hard, and almost painfully erect. My own hands reached to his neck, and just as my fingers enclosed about him, I saw a flash of light through my closed eyes, and the kiss broke off immediately!?Shit... the cops!? my white knight exclaimed hoarsely. With that he was nothing but a memory, as he was far more fleet of foot, and had a better read on the situation than I had.?Wait... wha?? was all I got out as I stood taller, only to feel a hand on my wrist, and start to pull me off into the park area.?We need a place to hide!? The dark voice intoned darkly. ?I got a record!? His pull got insistent, and I found myself starting off after him.?Wait!? I called out in a hiss. ?Other way... we can use my house!?He took my advice and switched past me, nearly tripping me off my heels, until I could catch up. I still can?t run in heels, but I can move along pretty smartly. We also had a good jump on the police. It slowly began to dawn on me how bad it would be to be caught by the police. ?Famous TV reporter caught inlewd acts in public!? That would be the headline, and every one of my competitors would be flashing that as the lead story, followed by my mug-shot, most likely. The thoughts spurred me on faster, untilmy sultry gait was a rapid-fire staccato of clip-clopping heels on the back sidewalk that went behind our tract housing. My robe had, by now, fallen wide open, and I did nothing to cover myself. My free hand was held by the black man, and my other held my precious cell-phone.I had no idea how far we had travelled, though I knew we were on a shortcut back to my place. I actually liked the greenbelt and park behind our home, but since we didn?t have a gate to access it, going out there was a major event. Well, this counted. In this case, after a while, we were pretty certain we had gotten away and were now slowed to walking. We were wordless as we still stalked along behind the rows of dark houses, interrupted by the occasion dog suddenly barking at us, as if we were intruders.That brought on a short spurt of faster moving, before slowing down again. Finally we reached the only house with the lights blazing. My place.He stopped and turned to face me, and grabbed me by both shoulders, and then kissed me. Harder, and more passionately than his friend had, and my lips parted willingly to accept his tongue. I lifted my face to meet his, and we tongue-wrestled, heads turning and swivelling, my soft voice purring as I felt so wonderful. At times our lips broke open, showing our tongues engaged in passionate caressing.Filled with energy and passion, I was kissing him back, and my every sense was on edge. I could smell my own juices as our lips broke, but the kiss kept on going, our tongues slathering over each other in plain sight. He just felt so right; I could not get enough of him. But now that we were at my place, I could fix that. I finally tapped his chest with both my flat palms softly.?Listen, we need to get inside. How can we get over the fence?? I asked him softly. We were still trapped esenyurt escort on public property.?Easy.?Then I almost let out aloud squeal, as he hefted me in both arms, and lifted me up to his shoulders. Using my own hands, I was able to help him as he pushed me higher, until I was able to swing my legs over and then carefully fall to the grass, landing on my butt, unable to stop a muffled laughing. As I sat there, my legs open and my robe dr****g from one shoulder, he easily swung his legs up and over with an obviously practiced ease. He landed like a cat on the prowl, low and ready to spring in any direction.We made eye contact and I could sense a bit of uncertainty in his eyes. I reached up to him, and he pulled me to my feet.Using my free hand to brush my butt off, I led him down the side to my garage, and softly opened the door, waving him in behind me, smiling.?It?s okay. You are safe here, the police won?t find you, I promise. C?mon.?I led him inside, and across the living room, and stopped at the den. That was where I saw my husband still awake, but changed into his white chiffon robe. I was guessing he might be naked underneath. He had taken to wearing more and more feminine clothes, and while it bothered me, I was reaching thepoint of not wanting to do something about it. It wasn?t like his dick could do much for me anymore. It actually made some sense that he would wear panties, and I was actually happy he had stopped borrowing mine. I suspected my soiled ones weren?t always from my wearing them!?I?m still mad at you, Zack? You can sleep in the guest room.? I then led my new lover to the master bedroom, where I had every intention of sleeping, but not alone. After entering, I dimmed the lights softly, and then spun, looking my husband in the eyes as he had followed up. I made eye contact with him and shut the door in his face, locking the door with an audible click.******?Zack had sat there for some time, after his wife left on her walk. In a way, he felt it was good she let off some steam. She had been quite tense these last few days. He was starting to think she was getting ready to end her monthly cycle, for she was getting into her ?grouchy phase? as he called it. But he was also excited, in a way. After she went through this, his chances of having sex went up astronomically. Well, so he hoped.His ego was still bruised from the last conversation about sex they had. Her comments about his size, or lack of it had stung, but it was all he had. Things had gotten to the point where she told him outright that she was going to be having sex with other men, just because he wasn?t able to give her the release she needed. That hurt, a lot, but he could see her point. It was like accounting. The numbers jived, so he had to accept it. Numbers, like math, don?t lie. But the facts were the facts. His four inches didn?t measure up to bigger men. Most of the time, she must?ve been doing it somewhere else. Suzi had been particularly relaxed after her last field assignment to the prison. At least she wasn?t rubbing it in his face. Until tonight. The look in her eyes told him everything. Soon, so did the sounds emitting from his bedroom, as he could hear her soft voice moaning and growing louder.Zack even went so far as to shut off the hallway light and stand at his bedroom door, placing his ear against it, so he could hear more of what was going on. Like knowing would somehow be better. It wasn?t. Soon his ears told him his bedsprings were protesting as his mind?s-eye flashed the images. As he envisioned the things happening to his wife, his hand reached into his robe, and pulled out his thin pecker, and began to tug on it.His ears told the story of his wife on her back, her legs widely opened and first the moans of her lover, some young black guy, licking her nectar from her honey pot. Then he could hear her mumble something, followed by a loud mew. That mew grew very loud, and interrupted a few times, as Zack could imagine that man?s black snake needed several thrusts to open her vaginal passage up and accept his obviously superior-to-his girth.Her voice was growing louder and louder, until she had her crescendo, crying out, as he heard loud grunting. Then silence. That silence was all he needed, as his small penis shot a few drippy loads of his semen onto the wall, where it would drip down. All the while his mind envisioned his wife?s cervix scooping more of her lover?s virile black seed into her womb, where her white egg would be fertilized.Zack leaned against the wall as he recovered, and then left to get a towel to clean up his mess. If he didn?t, there would be Hell to pay when Suzi discovered it. While he was at the kitchen sink, wetting a towel, he heard the door open, and saw his wife come out, hair tousled, and her satin robe missing. Her hips had her sultry strut going on, as she was still in her lingerie and heels, and a smear of semen between her thighs. Zack could see all of this plainly, including a darkening mark on her neck, below her ear.She giggled to him and went to the refrigerator. ?We need water.? And she bent low to reach in, and draw out two bottles of drinking water, and then headed back. She paused before she went down the corridor, and looked back over her shoulder, where her ass was on display, showing several bruises.?You better clean up your mess, or the next time we have sex will be after your funeral.? She then giggled and went back into her... no, his bedroom, and again, heard the door shut, and the ominous click of the lock, eliminating him from invading his wife?s privacy. But Zack had gotten the point. Clean it up,and it better be damned clean, or he wasn?t touching her again. So he set about his task, and as he did so, he could hear them starting again. The stranger?s voice said something unintelligible, and she replied, giggling softly. Then silence. The bed then squeaked, and she let out that familiar loud moan. He could envision it, the man?s cock entering her again, only this time her moan was long, slow and torturous. It made it obvious to Zack that she was now accustomed to his size. He had just finished cleaning up, and risen to his feet, when he heard the tell tale interrupted cries of passion. Her voice emitting the sounds of rising sexual tension, interrupted by each of his thrusts as they hit home. Zack had just pressed his ear to the door for round two, when in the middle of a passionate cry,the door flung open, and there was his wife!Well, it was his wife and lover, standing there. He was behind her, his black snake obviously inside her as he stood there, his one hand holding her wrist in a tight grip, as the other hand free as Suzi used hers had opened the door. Suzi then willingly swung her arm back, to be grabbed. Her red-painted lips were drooped open, and her eyes were glazed. Her firm breasts were bouncing with every thrust, which then grew harder. The young man was driving her forward with his cock, using her arms to steer them into her home.Zack tried to just stand there, but realized he couldn?t. The man was going to drive his wife right over him, as she took step after halting step, until they were in the den.******?All I could do was moan and cry out. The amazing sensations of his cock, as he took me from behind, and used his black spear to massage my sweetest of places with every thrust was clearing seizing control of my body, my will, and my mind. As the door opened, I was shocked to see my husband still standing there, but as I was pulled backwards by my shoulders, and forward by my pelvis, I was helpless to even acknowledge him. Or to even tell him to get the fuck out of the way! The man?s sexual skills were just that good.What was even more impressive was his stamina. I had climaxed twice when he was on top of me, and was losing my mind this second time he was fucking me. There was no other word for it. This wasn?t making love, or even casual sex. This was pure, carnal, a****listic fucking. I was revelling in it. Sure, I was taking a risk, and a big one. I should be wildly fertile now, after having taken the risks with the prison convict, and his having bare-backed sex with me. Zack and I had talked about starting a family a while back, before I started my TV news career, and well, we had never really gotten around to it. Rhino had kept me that busy! So busy, in fact, that I had never gone back to the doctor to refill my birth control prescription.Every thrust he made caused me to make one more halting step forward, while my voice whined loudly. I could see my husband watching me, and yet I had absolutely no care in the universe about him at the moment. All I wanted was another climax, and the only way to get that was with the black spear stabbing inside me repeatedly. I could feel my breasts as they bounced in perfect unison, demonstrating his poise and balance as he drove me through the house, using my arms to steer me, and keep my shoulders pulled back, and my boobs jutted out.I could see my husband begin to jerk off again, his tiny penis no match for the meaty man-missile currently owning me. Owning me was the correct term, too. At that moment, I would have done anything for him, including confessing to the Lindberg k**napping, which happened avrupa yakası escort decades before I was born! I didn?t know his name, or anything about him, other than his cock was larger than many, and he knew exactly how to use it on me. Or more precisely, in me. Zack moved nearby, to watch us, as my lover stopped me in front of our pane-glass window, the d****ry open, save for the sheer curtain to allow us some privacy. With the room lit, I was fully on display, and I didn?t care.My voice was growing louder as I felt the rising tide of raw sexual tension building in me, as my half-lidded eyes noticed a police car slowly drive by. It stopped, when they obviously saw me, and sat there for what felt like an hour, but was at most a minute or two. My voice was growing higher and tighter, as the thrusting continued, and my vagina began to quiver on that black shaft. My body was working hard to do what nature designed when a man and woman have intercourse. To mate and procreate, and make a new life. That fact that one partner was married, white, and rising in society, while the otherwas black, probably single, and definitely lived on the outer edges of society mattered not.It was my orgasm that caused the police to move on. I shuddered, violently, and screamed, while my pussy went into overdrive to tease my lover, and coax his body into flooding my fertile womb with his dark seed. My body was working with and on his to make a baby. A black one. My efforts were rewarded, as he gave a mighty bellow, nearly thrusting me into the air and I felt more of his sperm jet into me, as both of our bodies worked in nature?s harmony.My husband, who had been witnessing all of this, finally shot another tiny few drops of his load, this time onto the coffee table. Inwardly I growled. I was going to positively kill him for that. But for this moment, there was just my lover, me, and the police ogling me. It was then that Zack got off his ass and closed the d****s. I never saw the police again that night.Now I was more than ready to go to bed. Only my lover was staying the night, now. After staying bent like I was long enough to get all of his emissions as deeply into me as possible, I asked to rise, and he let me up. I turned, and lifted my arms around his neck and gave him the most passionate kiss I could muster. I felt wonderful!?Lover... please... stay the night with me. I?ll cook you a nice breakfast, and then make sure you can getaway when the coast is clear.? I softly offered. I didn?t even look at Zack as I gave this stranger my dreamy-eyed gaze.?A?ight..deal.? Was all he said and he picked me up as easily as he had to lift me over the fence, and carried me off to what was now going to be our bed.My lips kissed his strong shoulder as I looked back at my husband, and then gave him some direction.?Clean up your mess, Zack, and it better be perfect. Oh, and we are not to be disturbed. I?m off until I relocate to San Diego. You are working until you are approved for your transfer. We?re sleeping in.?******?Zack was walking behind them, and heard his wife. Somehow he wasn?t very upset at her orders. The TV?s in the house had their screensavers running, and the pretty colors, and the soft humming was very calming, throughout the house. Every cell-phone was similarly emitting the same colors and patterns and the faint hum. All were in sync. No matter where one went in Suzi and Zack?s home, the Rhino Effect was in place.The last thing Zack heard that night, other than the click of Suzi locking her bedroom door, was the sounds of her moaning, and the bedsprings taking a beating. Suzi and her lover wound up making love after all of that, twice more.******?A few weeks later, I was in San Diego and managed to find a house about a fifteen minute drive from the TV station. RNN and RMM had jointly decided that I should have a home as a display for all of the Rhino Electronics equipment, so I had new big screen TVs in most of the rooms, including the kitchen, and garage. Phone docking stations were in literally every room, and new cordless phones for landline use.After getting new furniture and kitchenware, the only thing I really missed from Hawksville was a bunch of friends, and of course, my husband. His transfer was approved, pending an open position out here.This could take a few months, I was told. He didn?t take it well, but even he saw he had little choice inthe matter.I took the time to describe to him in detail about our new Ranch-style home, with four bedrooms, three and a half baths, plus a nice yard. The weather was amazing, too! I even described the new bed.?Honey, you will love it, if you ever get to use it. I mean... if you ever make it out here.? Was that a Freudian slip??It is a California King, and moves up and down, and even has a relaxing vibration function. There is a mount for our cell-phones to stay charged, and everything. Best of all, since the house is now a showcase for Rhino technology, I got it for free! They even threw in a full set of linens, custom made for the bed from this amazing satin. I slept sooo well last night!?I heard a soft grunt as a response from Zack, and I was immediately disgusted. My husband, I just realized, had been jerking off to my narrative. Shaking my head, I made my excuses and hung up. I was getting pretty upset with him. So I lay on my new, amazing bed, and luxuriated in it, while turning on the TV to watch my new news set. Tomorrow was my first day.?******?When I had arrived in California, the first thing I did was find a doctor. I needed to find out about my knees and the funny taste problem. She did the usual doctor things, and took blood and all that medical stuff. I hated doctors, but I felt calm, especially when clutching my cell-phone. It was at the point where I never let that thing more than five feet from me. The doctor said they would send word with the test results. Next was checking in at my new TV station.The stage manager must be a clone from my old one, was my first thought. News was news, but they wanted me to wear a specific wardrobe, a lot of it was from my current one, but some was new, and from the Rhino wear line.I emerged from my new office, and displayed the new outfit. ?It doesn?t cover much.? Was my first thought.The outfit was very revealing. The material was silky, and shiny, and d****d down past my cleavage. I was showing side-boob inside and out. The actual sides of the garment were open, and held together by a single chain of small rings at my waist. The hem was loose, and ended at mid-thigh. I would have to be very careful about how I moved. The mint green contrasted my hair perfectly, which was nice, and I was given matching green stilettos. The shoes actually fit very comfortably. Someone had done their homework.?Very nice, Suzi? you look perfect!? the stage director said.?Well, it is a great party outfit, I have to admit, but it doesn?t cover much. Do I really have to wear it? I mean, I can?t even wear panties with this thing.? I offered a soft complaint.?Suzi, Suzi, trust me, it will be fine. You will just be standing in place or seated behind the desk.? The man said soothingly. ?It is one of the things that were negotiated when Rhino News bought the station. They want you to wear your normal attire, with some additions. Your modelling these clothes will be credited at the end of the broadcast, and you get to keep them. They are custom fit to you!?I shrugged. ?All riiight..if this is the way it has to be.? I agreed to reluctantly.?Trust me, Suzi, you are going to be a big hit here. We?re all excited to have you!?As I was near the end of my first broadcast, I was handed a slip of paper off-camera. My voice went into automatic serious-news tone.?And this breaking news just in??My eyes paused as I scanned the document, ignoring the first few lines, which were just internal routing codes and junk. Then my eyes stopped and grew wide. I even re-read the news twice, to make sure there was no mistake. My mouth fell open, as if to suckle a nice black cock.?My apologies, Ladies and Gentlemen?? I was stalling on how to deal with this.?But this news isn?t really breaking for you, but to me. As you all know, today is my first day here, and I have received an extremely warm welcome from not only my new co-workers, but also by management, staff and our technical crew. My new neighbors are also terrific, and I am so very happy to be here with you. So I suppose it is only fitting that my new friends hear my big news first?.? I was now drawing out for public attention, and hopefully ratings.?Ladies and Gentlemen?? I lifted my head up and stood with my shoulders back and my back straight. The effect was to perfectly display my outfit, which had no allowance for a bra, thong, lingerie, or frankly anything. My nipples, which had been a little sore, were hard and plainly showing.I broke into a smile.?Ladies and Gentlemen, I it is my honor and pleasure to share with you this news fact? It has been confirmed? I am now pregnant!?My co-anchor rushed from his seat and came to congratulate me, where I stood at the desk on the opposite side. As he did so, I felt him give a quick grope of my ass, under my skirt. If that camera was on, well, my ratings were gonna? go up, that was for sure!?So now, Ladies and Gentlemen? This truly is all the news that is worth knowing. Good night, and please... be safe!?The two second delay was excruciating, and my mind raced. Me? Pregnant? By who? Certainly not Zack! But then, as the stage director announced we were clear, my cell phone started to hum. And all was right with the world.******?