But I was, and I guess that means I was in with him. Low standards if you ask me, but I’m down. He was cute, a bit juvenile looking, but definitely ...could have been worse. He wore a “Breckenridge, Colorado” baseball cap backwards over curly, unkempt black hair. He had a ridiculous rasta colored adidas backpack that garnered a solid eye roll. Basically, he was cute in spite of himself. We made our way out of the science building, he was obviously pretty excited to have found a fellow smoker of. This black guy darly saw what was happening and got talking to me and at the end of the night gave me a kiss as we were leaving ,my husband too drunk to notice.I didnt think anything of it until a week later when Daryl phoned me out of the blue (he got my nember from one of the others at the party)I was i must admit flattered and as I was already upset with my husbnad who confessed after we had rowed that he had shagged a girl at work and that i would just ave to live with it.Anyway i agreed to. ’ Everyone in the restaurant stood and started to clap. I had my arm around Jen and we both had tears in our eyes. I was so proud of them, MY…OUR Water Rats. The food was served and as usual it was absolutely wonderful. Jen and I went over to the kid’s table and heaped praise on then and thanked them. They teased us and wouldn’t stop thanking us for having them here. The party ended around eight thirty. Marcel and Catherine drove us to my apartment and we changed. No, nothing happened, not with. I helped her up and then sat her on the sofa. Now it was my turn. I got on the floor and kneeled between her legs. She smiled at me and knew what I wanted her to do.She pulled off her shorts and panties. I leaned in and smelled her aroma. I could see how wet she was. She reached out with her hand and pulled me to her crotch. With her hand on the back of my head, I ate her to several orgasms.Nothing was mentioned about me kissing her after my blow job. I was glad as I would have been embarrassed.