When we had first moved into the new house, the lady next door came over to see this woman that her daughter had described as the most beautiful woman... in the world. Our sex life was good, but I had this crazy idea that I wanted to see my wife with another man. Sound familiar to anyone?There was this one guy I knew who always wore really tight pants that usually showed off the size of his cock. He was always talking about sex and wanting to try new things. So I decided to see if I could set it. "I'll get you some coffee," she managed to get out and ran to the kitchen."She's also very protective," Richard murmured in Deborah's ear as he took her coat and then at normal volume. "Come into the sitting room." What a lovely room. It's so pretty and so cosy and the view through the French windows is stunning." Don't blame me," Richard answered. "I merely repainted it the same colour as our old sitting room and all the furniture stayed the same." Why do any more? It's perfect." She continued. ‘No, no, no, it’s okay. I’ve already come to terms with it.’ I smiled to try to assure her it was alright. Well that was out of the way. ‘I’m not even sure why I keep wearing this ring. You’d think after a year, I’d get the hint that it’s kind of over. We’re still married and everything, but I haven’t even seen her in months.’ I mused. ‘You probably wouldn’t have asked me to sit down with you if you knew I was a ‘separated guy’.’ I smiled letting her know I was kidding with her. ‘Hey, I’d. Little Miss Innocence! The sex that followed these episodes was anything but innocent, I can tell you. As a result of all this, I think she has had fantasies about black guys for some time now. She thinks her tits don’t look good unless they are tan, so she takes every opportunity, sometimes in semi-public places, to expose her beautiful b**sts to the sun – and whoever else happens to be watching. I agree with her, not because I think they don’t look good, but because I get incredibly turned.