We settled in although thinking back this was a Karen I hadn’t experienced before she was being nice friendly and very welcoming.We got on fine for ...he first two weeks although I did notice no boyfriend called of visited and the girls who came only stayed a short while.I mentioned this to Karen asking if she would like me to disappear so she could have some time with her boyfriend she replied “No boyfriends or girlfriends” She then asked “why I hadn’t received any letters covered in hearts and. Anytime, anywhere. Hot. Voluptuous. And, married for two years, she was his alone.Or so he had thought. The car-crash had led to a much harsher truth.Returning from a two-day, so-called, business trip in Miami, Florida alongside her managing director, Paul Flinder, his sports car had smashed into a large oak tree while avoiding a skidding truck. Both occupants died instantly.For three awful days, it was all heavy grief, with deep condolences from friends and family. Then came the anguish of. She just kind of moaned a little. Then I faced my head looking at her pussy and I started digging my face there. Damn did I love the smell of her pussy… Then she tried to wake me up but I hesitated and I grabbed her butt with my left hand and held her boobs with the right hand. She tried to remove my left hand from her boobs but I didn’t stop I started squeezing it, and I heard her moan a little bit. She said “what do you think your doing. Wake up.” I grabbed her butt tighter and her boobs and. He was a black man who the instant I saw him stirred such powerful feelings in the pit of my stomach I had to get to know him. George was invited back to the house with the rest of the crowd that weekend and he stole me away from my older friend. I had messed around with some black boys when I was in school but being from Georgia it was so taboo that it never went farther than flirting around at school. George took my breath away. He did things to me that no one else had ever done. His passion.