After telling me she got my number from her husband, she dropped a bomb that caught me completely off-guard!She told me that she knew all about Bill's... escapades with me and several others, and if I wanted to continue, I would have to fulfill certain needs she had. If not, there would be a messy divorce and I would be in the center of the court proceedings. Well, I didn't want that, and whether she meant it or not, I sure didn't want to find out. She suggested that we meet that afternoon to go. The women weren’t wearing eveningwear. They weren’t dressed for an evening out; they were dressed for an evening of learning and networking.They wore a mix of tasteful skirts and pants but all wore blouses and matching suit jackets. Their high heels set off their legs but were tasteful.“Wow!” Scott said, looking at his fiancée. Lisa was wearing a dark pantsuit and matching heels. The suit came from Tiffany’s closet and the heels from Beth’s stash.“I’ll say,” David replied.“Doggone,” Terrence. She said no and called it her jungle fever fantasy. So yeah, Jimmy is basically a long tall black dude. Raised by a white family and highly educated. Over the phone, you would take him for a white guy. Jimmy has business in NYC a couple times a year. He always stays with us as we have the room. Before his last arrival my wife, while riding on top squeezing the last drops of cum out of me, she asks, Baby, can I have Jimmy for my fantasy fuck? She caught me at a moment of weakness. I told. She did not utter a peep.She was now standing in front of me naked. I took my time and looked her over. Removing her clothes revealed an amazing site. Pale white skin with some freckles. Her breasts were plump but firm “C” cup with puffy nipples. Her hips were wide for her small frame but definitely made for c***d bearing. Her pussy was a sight. More hair than I have ever seen on a woman. Even with all the hair, it was shaped in a beautiful triangle.I gently placed her on the bed and laid.