Late last week he had an early afternoon, when two cancellations left him without any tennis lessons and a free afternoon. He had decided to leave ear...ly and as he was going through the parking lot to his Corolla, he saw Lisette Jorgens standing next to her Mercedes. She had smiled and waved to him, and he had gone over. “Can I get a lift?” she had asked.“Car problems?”Lisette had nodded. “It won’t start. It turns over but won’t start. The dealer is coming to pick it up, but I was about to go. He had these two little freckles on the head of his dick and it kind of looked like a face. It would have been funny if his cock had not been so damn big."This went on until the end of class and I listened covertly as Gwen talked about how she sucked off 5 anonymous guys. My pussy was more than a little wet by the time the bell rang, so much so that I decided to skip the last period so that I could go home and get myself off. An hour and a half later and I was panting as I came with one dildo. As time went on, the guy in the gym left town and took a job in Chicago. Sometimes when my wife Traci and I would be making love, my mind would flash back to what I had seen and I would have a fantasy about my wife with that huge black cock. Afterwards when she could tell that I had a great orgasm, she would ask me what I was thinking about. I would always make something up because I didn't want her to think I was that big of a pervert.As time went on, the fantasy continues to grow in my mind. There was something strangely loving and loyal, that my husband was the instigator of my first orgasm on the new set. A spray of female ejaculate gushed from my dildo filled pussy. This was the first time my husband had made me squirt and I could see the look of pride and satisfaction etched into his face as I panted frantically, squirming endlessly at the sensational orgasm.As the orgasm subsided, I placed my heels onto the floor of the makeshift stage and rose from the chair. The double.