John looked up at me, and then said through a yawn. ‘Yea it was great.’ I smiled, ruffling his hair then looked at Crystal. She was looking at me,... but I knew she didn’t see me. She was off in her own world again. At first this bothered me, and then I thought about what Jeff had said and relaxed. I would talk to Crystal tonight. Everything would be okay. *** Later that night, Crystal and I were cuddled on the couch watching an old movie on TV. After John had fallen asleep in his spaghetti we. I didn’t get the message and asked what she meant. She told me that when she feels hot and I’m not there, she masturbates a lot. She would use her big black dildo and fuck herself thinking that a real black guy would give it to her. You must know that black cocks are her favorite. Unfortunately since we moved Away from Atlanta we do not have many chances to find some.Due to the Fact that we do not live in Atlanta and nobody can know us, she felt free to try some adventure. She told me that. In my dreams, I was climbing stone stairs. Drums boomed out the cadence as I marched out of a torch lit staircase. The crowd roared in anticipation as I stepped onto a broad, paved courtyard. My guards forced a corridor through the cheering throngs of people.Details became clearer. The people were short and wiry, dark skinned with straight black hair. I continued across the open space toward a giant, stepped pyramid. Marching stiffly up the stairs the smell of incense grew stronger, almost. I asked her if she was going to attend any function?So she replied she came from an official function and her husband is not at home so she just came over. She asked me if I have no problem with her coming to my room.I nodded with a no sign and said you r welcome, in the mean time she told me,” so why don’t you ask me to come on in”. I said sorry.I was so busy staring at her body which she noticed and told its ok for a bachelor.I asked her to be comfortable in my room. As a bachelor, my room is.