{"product_id":"9781370043347","title":"A BBC Bull's Tale","description":"\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eBy day, Darryl is a floor manager in a manufacturing plant. By night, he’s a Bull—a seriously buff black stud who lives to service married white women with cuckold husbands. It’s amazing how many husbands want to watch! As word spreads, he finds himself becoming a little too popular with the ladies…and then he falls in love! How far will he go to satisfy his own needs and desires?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003e~~~~~\u003cbr\u003e Excerpt ~~~~~\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eBy day, I’m a floor manager in a manufacturing plant; on many nights and\u003cbr\u003e weekends, I’m a Bull. A Bull is a\u003cbr\u003e man, usually a black man, who services a woman, usually a white married woman.\u003cbr\u003e Not a bad hobby, I guess…as word has spread, I’ve found myself becoming popular in some circles.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eLucy works in the office of the\u003cbr\u003e plant as an secretary to one of the owners. I noticed her first because of her\u003cbr\u003e appearance. Lucy drew attention to herself without trying, or even being aware\u003cbr\u003e that she was doing it. She’s beautiful, perfect skin without makeup, long\u003cbr\u003e blonde hair, and even white teeth that seemed to shine when she smiles.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eShe’s tall for a woman, slim hips\u003cbr\u003e over long legs, it was no secret that she kept herself in shape. I’d heard that\u003cbr\u003e she ran every morning before coming into work, and I believed it. The only\u003cbr\u003e thing I couldn’t believe was how she found bras large enough to hold her\u003cbr\u003e breasts. Lucy was gifted in that department.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eHer husband was rumored to be a\u003cbr\u003e preacher at some weird cult just outside of town. Lucy carried one of their\u003cbr\u003e “bibles” with her and could be seen reading it whenever she ate her lunch at\u003cbr\u003e work. Maybe because she was a religious, church-going person, Lucy seemed, by\u003cbr\u003e nature, to be an innocent.  Innocent of\u003cbr\u003e her beauty and most of all, innocent of her effect on men. She was just so good\u003cbr\u003e natured and well… good…that I’m sure she couldn’t conceive of the kinds of\u003cbr\u003e thoughts men had when she walked past them.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eLucy always wore conservative skirts\u003cbr\u003e that did nothing to hide her curves and the length of her legs. She was blissfully\u003cbr\u003e unaware that the bellowing blouses she wore in summer, and the sweaters she\u003cbr\u003e wore in winter, provided a tantalizing hint of her particular gift.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eI could probably count, on the\u003cbr\u003e fingers of one hand, the number of times we’d spoken to each other. I worked on\u003cbr\u003e the plant floor and the only time I saw Lucy was when I was called into the\u003cbr\u003e office or when I needed something from her boss.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eWhen she walked across the plant,\u003cbr\u003e worked seemed to slow down as the men stopped to stared at her. Lucy just\u003cbr\u003e smiled and said “hello” to everybody she met.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eOur town is in the middle of the\u003cbr\u003e “Bible Belt,” it was important to be careful when talking about women or sex.\u003cbr\u003e Everybody belonged to a church and some were rabid in their beliefs.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eI didn’t stare. I was one of the few\u003cbr\u003e black men working in the plant, and I liked my job. Besides, at 6’5” I’d be\u003cbr\u003e hard to miss looking at a beautiful white woman. I kept my head down and did my\u003cbr\u003e job.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eHolly was another white woman who\u003cbr\u003e worked in the same office with Lucy. She didn’t draw the same level of\u003cbr\u003e attention; being shorter, with mousy brown hair, she was not the type that\u003cbr\u003e would cause rumors or jealousy.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eHolly and I got along fine, she was\u003cbr\u003e easy to talk with and I liked her. I seemed to be one of the few men who\u003cbr\u003e suspected her barely controlled sexuality.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eHolly lived alone in a small\u003cbr\u003e two-bedroom apartment where her only interests seemed to be books and sex, and\u003cbr\u003e books about sex. Our talks covered a variety of topics, she was well educated\u003cbr\u003e but our conversations always came back to sex.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003e“Hi, Darryl. How’s it hanging?” It\u003cbr\u003e was Holly sneaking up behind me.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003e“Long, black and hard. You should try it\u003cbr\u003e sometime,” I answered her.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"PublishDrive","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47165351952624,"sku":"9781370043347","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/9781370043347_p0.jpg?v=1763712439","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/9781370043347","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}