I found that she would love to have sex with a large black man.It seemed that all we did was talk we were getting some work done on our house she said... that she had a friend who could do it for a good price.We met on a friday afternoon we talked I said that it was a good offer but would have to talk to my wife.he said he could come back that night to talk to us both about it.Oh he was a very large black man about 6.6 and about 280 but not fat n Very big hands.When my wife got home i told her. “I guess, I’ll just have to throw some of my non-student friends at you and then get them to do the teasing for me. Maybe I should invite them all back here after the Sports Illustrated launch party,” she teased. She had found out she was in the swimsuit issue and might even be on the cover.I put a mock scowl on my face. “You do plenty well teasing me without bringing in outside reinforcements.”“Oh, no. If you are going to tease me by treating me like a student, then I’m going to tease you. She removed her bikini bottoms from under her dress and never put any knickers back on, knowing that I like her to wear no knickers.After getting back in the car and driving out of town, she pulled up her dress, saying, “Look, I’m wearing no knickers.” I do love having a flash of her pussy; it had been freshly shaven ahead of our holiday by myself, leaving only a small patch of hair above her slit. I couldn’t resist sliding a hand up her leg and gently stroking her pussy.I turned to her,. We spent the night sleeping occasionally and waking each other up to indulge more. By the time Sunday announced itself with the clamour of church bells we were exhausted but in the beautiful way that great sex tires you. My heart almost sang when, as I lay across her breasts, my hair over her and her hands on me, she said, ‘I think we need to spend more time together, don’t you?’ I hoped my nod was enough and so it seemed to be because she patted my hair. Thursday Lilly rang. ‘Any chance we.