He sent Ana a few pictures of himself and my sexy wife finally told me she wanted that huge black guy in our marital bed…Then we set everything. A c...ouple days later we made an appointment and arranged to meet us at a local motel…When we arrived at the motel, Ana called Leon to tell we were already waiting for him. A while later Leon knocked at the door.I opened the door and the black guy walked in. Anita was sitting at the bed, looking at him. Leon sat down close to her.We talked for a while. This time however, it was very passionate and totally hot. Their hands were all over each other’s bodies. The black man moved his hand up her t-shirt to feel her nice round boobs and Ana moved back to let him pull it up. He almost ripped the shirt in halves. Then he leaned down and started massaging and squeezing her loose boobs. I could see Ana had her nipples fully erected already.I saw the lucky bastard started playing with her hardened nipples, licking them with his tongue. My wife finally. I missed seeing Jill. Two days and it was like she belonged there. I wasn't looking forward to John coming home from Houston. There's definitely something to be said for having a soft, warm girl pressing back into you while you sleep.I was halfway down the hall to drop off my books in my room when it hit me I didn't have a room anymore. A few square feet in front of the couch to lay my sleeping bag. That I had to remove every morning so the space could be used by everybody else. Quite likely. She's pretty cute, Ithought reflexively.For a moment, I froze. Was I really going to go through with this?Could I summon the courage to tell her what I planned to say? Tenminutes before, it seemed so easy. Now, I'm terrified."I'm not sure," I say, stalling. I'm a guy standing in front of a rackof dresses. This is the moment of truth. Can I go through with it? Orshould I just run right now and forget the whole thing?"How can I help you, sir? Are you looking for a particular size?".