I see," he nodded and he was trying so hard not to look at me. He reminded me of his son when we'd first moved in together. Jared had thought he was g...etting another boy for a roommate. That's what the university thought too. We didn't tell them.The man was handsome, like Jared except older of course, like forty-five maybe, with steel grey hair and warm brown eyes. Healthy too, not one of those terrible old men who let themselves go. Jared's father looked very nice in his expensive two piece. I hope you can stand the cold for a while.”Whitney turned and left. It was only a quarter after midnight. Damn! If Bree knew there were two extra hours available, she’d never have left. Oh well. The thing is, as I replayed what Whitney had said, it sounded more like what you’d hear a girl say if her boyfriend was being overly aggressive. “I’d like to, but I can’t.” Wasn’t doing nothing the easy thing? I flopped back, pulled the blanket up and went back to sleep.I felt a chilly breeze hit me. I soon hop off the bed and straddle hubbys face gently lowering myself down, moving back and forth and round and round feeling his tongue licking me as I move. The black guy says "clean that pussy" as he watches then walks towards me saying "open your mouth wide like a good girl and clean my cock!" So I enjoy sucking him clean, gagging a little as I remain sitting on hubbys face. After a few minutes the black guy removes his cock from my mouth and pulls me up saying to my hubby "how does she. She invited me in and we chatted about school, television and the usual niceties. I had a few glasses of wine, and needed to nip to the loo (toilet, for any people outside the UK ha ha).As I turned to go into the bathroom, I noticed that Sharon's bedroom door was open.She was late forties, I guess. Not the best looking woman but not too shabby at all. Big boobs, big hips and a dirty mind - juding from the jokes she told me.I knew she was in the kitchen, so I curiously crept into her room. On.