." Come on, say it." I think you need to shave again." What, my legs?" she asked."No, no... I mean..." My pussy?" Yes," I sputtered."Alright, thank yo...u honey," she said as she sat back down and turned the faucet off."After I shave, I think we'll have to shave you."I gasped."I saw you earlier. You need to shave all that hair off. It will make you look much more attractive."She then grabbed her razor and shaving cream which was sitting on the edge of the tub and squeezed a dab of it into her. This felt different to her. Her hand had found it’s way to his hips and encountered a suspicious surprise. Her fingertips were met with a rigid cock straining at his pants.“Oh my,” she mouthed at him to avoid the Uber driver hearing their conversation.He blushed, turning a deep red in the face having been caught by his wife. Noah’s internal struggle again came bubbling to the surface. He was very unsure of himself or how to explain his erection. Chloe took his silence as consent and pressed. My hand was now up her skirt, stroking her smooth, fleshy thighs, and she unzipped my jeans and put her hand inside, squeezing me gently.“Have you ever been with a black woman?” she asked quietly.“Yes,” I said.“And?”“And what?”“Did you like it?”“Yeah,” I said, groping for words.“Nothing different about it?”“Everything’s in the same place,” I said. “You ever been with a white guy?”“You’re the first,” she said. “All I ever seem to meet here is black guys. My boss is Nigerian and the whole office. He needed to come completely clean.“I won’t make excuses or give you empty apologies, but I do owe you an explanation,” he said contritely.Reina fumed, “Oh, so there’s a good explanation for why you came home late, brought a buddy home, forgot to pick up Chinese take-out, drank yourself stupid, and failed to make good on your promise to fuck my brains out? Because I’d really like to hear that, Chad!”“It’s not a good explanation, but I want to at least tell you why I acted the way I did. Then.