" OK, I'll talk to him and see what he thinks. He may not want any part of it."Two days later at work, Dave approaches Brian."Hey, Brian. Got a minute.... I want to run something by you." Sure, Dave. What's up?" I'll get right to it. It's about my wife. We were watching some porn on the internet. We saw some interracial stuff. You know, a black guy doing a white woman. We talked about it and she wants to try it. You were the first one I thought of."Brian looks at him and smiles."This is the. Don’t turn around.”He pulled her left hand behind around behind her back and firmly held it in place. He nestled closer. She could feel the hard-on in his pants. It made her smile.“Did you do what I asked?” he said.“Yes.”“Good. Now do exactly as I say.”“OK.”“Spread your legs.”“What--?”“Do it.”She looked around the train. The other passengers were oblivious, wrapped up in their own worlds.She shifted her weight and spread her legs. Under the short skirt her pussy was now exposed to the. Her body quivers again and I can see that she is covered in goose bumps from the excitement. I continue working my way down to her sweet smelling pussy when you once again stop me saying, "No, that is my pussy. I am the only one allowed to lick it." A little disappointed, but still eager, I work my way back up to her perky beautiful breast, spending more time there than before knowing that I am allowed to enjoy them."It is time to fuck her," you tell me. I grab my cock with my hand and tease. She seemed oblivious to the fact that I was looking around in confusion, trying to recall when and where I was. I looked over at her and my heart began to race, as it always did. Ruth was wearing a short black leather skirt and plunge-neck blouse. I could see her legs clear up above her knees and the silky smoothness of her thighs took my breath away. She must have caught me looking because she shifted her legs and for a second I could see up underneath and caught a flash of red. She was.