She reached for her wineglass and took a sip, then looked into it as if considering. Then she tilted her head slightly, looked me in the eye, and rais...ed her empty glass. One eyebrow came up in question and I smiled at her. I picked up the wine bottle and approached her."May I?" I asked, directing the bottle toward her glass. She held it out and smiled warmly at me."Thank you," she said. "Won't you join me?" Beautiful. I sat next to her, filled my own glass and raised it to her."Cheers," we both. Then he mentioned would I like a repeat performance, to which I said. "Yes."Wayne said. "Leave it with me, I'll get back to you with the arrangements," this was ok by me, so I left it at that.When I got home Kate was waiting for me in the living room, dressed only in her thin dressing gown. "Wayne has been in touch, he's arranged to meet at his place tomorrow," I could see she was aroused her nipples were erect and could easily be seen through the thin material."Got you all hot has he?" Opening. The suddenness of it made her head spin, and she couldn't breath well enough to beg him for mercy. She hadn't been with anyone in a good while, and her pussy was over riding her brain, and reprogramming her to love it. Even as she stared over his shoulder at her dirty and bruised friend. She panted and tried as hard as she could not to react, afraid that anything she did would only make it worse...Then she realize 'Oh god...if this is Adam...I'm not going to survive this.' The realization sunk. That night our 5 k**s are over for dinner, they meet Arthur, evening goes really well. Four oldest c***dren leave at 10:00, our 15 year old then leaves shortly after to go hiking with good friends. Arthur goes to bed in our guest bedroom. I wake up at 1:15 notice my wife is still awake, we talk, both agree Arthur is a good man, class act. I look at my wife tell her I knew she'd be able to tell if a black man was a great guy who she'd let him impregnate her, asked her if she wanted to go sleep.