She started to lose herself in her fantasy when she heard the front door and the voices of her 15-year-old son Tom and his friends. Her pussy was wet ...but she just couldnt continue with the boys in the house. Mary put on the dress she had bought when she got the underwear. It was a simple dress with a zip down the front. The type of dress that had really turned Tony on when the first got together. He loved to slowly slide the zip down, caressing her with his fingers as he revealed more of her. Angie tried not to stare but this guy just seemed to draw her attention. Something stirred inside her, which she hadn't felt for a long time and she was a little distracted. She just fancied the pants off him, which is not really the thing for a happily married mother to do but she couldn't help her feelings. Even in these enlightened times there was still somewhat of a stigma about white girls and black men but that doesn't matter when nature takes its course.The man's name was Mike and he was. It was exciting me more and more nevertheless. I remember thinking that one day not so very far away I would have to return to my former life as an accountant, going home every evening to a lonely apartment to eat a TV dinner in front of the tube. How would I manage to find and keep a girlfriend if secretly my earnest desire was to see her tied to a post, royally laced with weal marks and viciously cunt-whipped? Angel appeared and took me by the arm. ‘You survived, I see,’ she said with only. “tere Bhaiya mere saath kuch nahi karte…” I continued breaking bars and getting close to the point and finally after a pause came up saying my lustful desire “I want to have sex with you”I was looking into his eyes shamelessly and Lakith was looking at me with mixed expressions of happiness and disquiet. “karna hai mere saath sex?” I asked him with a naughty smile and he moved his head in yes. His Ice-cream was over and I asked him for the bowl while saying that I will call him after my son.