From Washed-out Athlete To Stepdad, DeShawn Side

My girlfriend confessed about our relationship in 76998. Here's my confession...

I really loved my ex, Quishinia. When I told her we should start a family, she turned on me and said my job (Uber driver) wasn't good enough. We argued and she called me a washed-out former college athlete. In a way it was true, I had gotten fat. She walked out and never came back.

I spent the next three years improving myself. I worked out hard and got my certification as a high school football coach. I saw an online ad for a white people's private school in New England. There were almost no black people in any of the pictures on their website, but the pay was good so I figured I'd apply.

Surprisingly, I got an interview. They were looking to rebuild their football program after a string of losses. They wanted former college athletes with real experience.

I took the job. The white players really looked up to me. I was the first black dude they'd ever met, and in addition to my street cred, I had D1 college experience. It was amazing, after my ex had called me a fuck-up, to be helping young people grow and improve.

Parents liked me because I was always trying to match their sons with skills clinics, summer camps, and college recruitment opportunities.

I'll admit, though I had never been a white girl before, I was starting to notice the hot moms. Some of them were also noticing me. They'd touch my bicep, give me a hug, or let their gaze linger a bit too long.

Since I was dressed either in workout shorts or in khakis, and my dick is long and thick, the white moms tended to drop their eyes down when saying hi to me. Caught! I would occasionally wink at moms who were sizing up my package, but that was as far as it went.

Timmie is one of our star players. I got him interviews with four colleges. Booked him a college tour so he could check out the facilities, meet older teammates, and basically be a guest on each campus for a weekend. His mom Andrea was overjoyed.

I had noticed Andrea before. She is a curvy woman, and since I was used to black women, I loved her figure. She has very large breasts that turn me on so much. But I honestly had no sexual intentions toward her.

She wanted to thank me for working with her son, so I suggested she chaperone one of our overnight trips to an away game. It was always hard to find parents willing to travel in bus with a bunch of rowdy boys. One son was enough for them!

Andrea agreed. After we'd put the boys to sleep, she suggested a nightcap at the hotel bar. After a few drinks I was uninhibited, so I put my arm around her.

When we kissed, the first time I'd touched a white woman's lips in my life, I instantly got hard. She says she felt my dick for the first time when I was spooning her and she reached around and put her hand on top of my boxers, but I actually took her hand (with wedding ring) and moved it to my khakis at the bar. She immediately asked if we could go to my room.

For a black man, there really is nothing like looking down at an eager white girl on her knees, 9 inches of thick BBC in her mouth, as you start to ejaculate. She was a champ and swallowed most of my seed. I couldn't resist kissing her afterward. And then we fucked...

She thinks our affair is a secret, and it mostly is, but Timmie had suspicions and started asking me questions. I had to be honest with him. Total honesty has always been my promise to the boys I coach.

I told him that either this fall, when he starts college, or in four years, after he finishes, I will become his stepfather. He thinks that's really cool.

Andrea is the love of my life. I love that she doesn't stereotype my skin color, and doesn't write me off as a washed-out former college athlete. I can't wait for her to leave her husband (in as kind and polite a way as possible, because he's a good dude) and for us to get married.