I told her it made me feel sexy when I thought about her doing it with a stranger. She responded with a loud, vigorous orgasm, but afterwards she seem...ed so distant and disinterested that I never knew if she took me seriously.On a particularly hot July weekend, she had to go to Miami Beach for a three day conference. When she got back I could tell she was different. My wife seemed more self-confident, a little more assertive. When we had sex that night she told me that something special happened. The black guy turned and walked away; but I stood there, only to have a last look at his tight butt while he went away…As soon as I started the engine, my hand went down between my thighs. The mini skirt was rolled up, while I began touching myself.I could not believe how wet I was. I could not wait to get home and slide my favorite big black dildo all the way inside my slippery cunt.I managed to reach home without having an orgasm and dropped the groceries on the kitchen table. I then ran. They sat around and caught up on old times, speaking about Vincent, what happened to their classmates, what teachers they had seen lately. They all shared a few laughs remembering the haunted house that used to operate at the high school. As the sun set and the party loomed, Erin got up and excused herself, thanking them for having her over. Before she left, she stripped down and pulled her costume on, leaving her panties in the shopping bag she brought the dress in and changing her sports. They can end on a good note, or in a horrid fight. They can simply slip away out of lives before we even realize it’s happened, sometimes to return if we are lucky. But things always end nonetheless, including friendships. It was her choice to have the friendship last for a very long time, perhaps even a lifetime, or to just have him in the short term. The immediate short term meant she would get to enjoy his body and soul, but it would only for a brief time. Of that she was certain. She knew.