I could tell by the voice that it was Maria. I looked around at her. ?Madam Graves say I should show you to your room. She say you?re staying. You... no have to be so upset. We were just playing.??It?s OK,? was all I could manage, well past realizing that I was laughable. I was staying, she?d said; Maria must have been the last to know. I got up and followed her through the back yard, my legs having grown stiff. As I walked, I looked over at the houses across the field, feeling the pull of. All black men were gazing at my sexy wife, dressed only in a tiny string. We were on our second round when a very large black guy and his friends came up behind us. He introduced himself as Tom.He continued to stand behind us as we chatted for a long while.Suddenly the black guy put a hand on Anita’s hips. Then he slipped a finger underneath the side of the g string and ran it across to the front of her body. He then pulled his hand back and firmly gripped the side of her hip.Then he said he. I'm a man. I do manly things inmanly ways, and I like it that way. I don't think I have to prove myselfby being super macho or anything, but I'm me and I'm comfortable the wayI am. Are you bisexual, by any chance? I"m just trying to figure outwhat brought this on." Well, no, I'm not into other women. Sometimes, I just think it'sexciting seeing men cross dressed. I think you have the facial featuresand build that would make you look hot and adorable in drag, and itwould just be a fun, kinky. " Her fingers slid up his leg and she brushed his trapped erection.He wanted to pull her hand away, but he couldn't. It felt so good, so warm, so... right. He blinked in shock at the last thought and tried to clear his muddled brain. Fathers do not think of their daughters that way, he told himself sternly. Then he answered himself, But what if my daughter... ? He glanced at her."I want you," she said, her voice husky with desire. "Can you pull over at the next exit?"Emotions warred within.