..I hope for your sake that you are on your way here," Fred babbled on. "I need your report from the Sanders estate on my desk no later than..." "The ...Sanders mansion," she searched her memory aloud. "That's where I found the lamp! Or was it all just a dream?" While Miriam relived in her mind her encounter with the genie, Fred uttered a few more words into the recorder before it automatically cut him off. Did it actually happen? she wondered. Maybe it was all a part of the dream that I can't. In front of me stood an old family friend who I had last seen when I was 17. His father had worked with mine and last time I had seen him was 7 years ago at a family BBQ. I took this older James in, he had always been pretty good looking with dirty blond hair and deep blue eyes but then he had been tall and lanky, now he had filled out in all the right places. 'Sophie! I thought I recognised the name on my screen! How the hell are you?' Damn his voice was deep, I could feel a blush starting in. I smirked and continued “why don’t you find your own black cock”?“Oh I don’t think I’ve got the nerve to approach anybody on my own, that’s why I rely so much on Katie”.My wife Amanda ran her own lingerie outlet, she frequently went to wholesalers to buy stock. “Do you remember a couple of years ago, you went to that wholesalers in Manchester that was run by those black guys”? I said. “ Yes, I didn’t like it there they made me feel uncomfortable, all staring at me, undressing me with their. Caught in mid brush stroke, I looked back over my shoulder at him. "What did you have in mind?" You know, the usual." With ease, he turned me around and dropped to his knees as he pushed down my pants. Taking me into his mouth, he opened his own pants and began to slowly work his own cock with a hand.After a few minutes of sucking me off, I felt him slide his free hand between my legs, gently probing between my crack obviously seeking my hole. I wanted to protest but was feeling too good..