"Candy, I--"My mouth crushed his, cutting off whatever he had been about to say. At this point, it didn't matter what he said and the last thing I wan...ted to hear was some self-sacrificing offer to stop if I wanted to. As if.I'd been fighting this attraction since we'd met back in high school. When we were done having sex, I might go back to fighting it, but in this moment, he was mine and I wasn't willing to hear any more.Now that I'd made my intent clear, neither was he, apparently. His arms. Lisa seeing what had happened had beaten her Boss to the punch. John struggled to keep his balance but with his suit around his ankles and Jillian closing in for the kill there wasn't much he could do. John decided to just stand still and see what developed so to speak so he didn't move and just let Jillian move in to him with his suit around his ankles and his cock sticking out hard as a rock. Jillian reached down into the water and grabbed his dick and slowly drew herself to him. John watched. The smile brought out perfect dimples. Mathew saw Sally after a few minutes, sitting at the bar. She was obviously not enjoying the conversation she was having with the young man next to her. In a short time, one of the resort’s security staff quietly and almost without notice, escorted the young man from her side. Gaffey quickly seized the opportunity and sat down next to Sally. She never looked up as he sat down next to her. She was focused intently on her drink. “Excuse me, but aren’t you. This is now the ninth story with her.At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of her legs that has a little, spade shaped charm on it, the capital letter “Q” in the center, to indicate that she is now a “queen of spades,” where she only really desires black men, especially those with big cocks.A different story - “After Work” - explains how and where she met Jackson, a black man in his early 20’s, who is.