A few songs later I was sweating. Drenched. So was she.I felt like I was floating on the dance floor, the sensual beat of the music only adding to my ...ust. I needed to clear my head, this was so much.“Can we go, uh, do you want to go outside and get some air?” I asked Amaka.“We’ll get more than air,” she whispered in my ear, “I’ll show you what you’ve been missing.”********************When we got outside, Amaka directed us towards a small table behind the club. The summer air was perfect for a. Helena now understood why they was here. Fred looked at the limo’s and found them to be OK with mileage around 160-200k. A good average mileage for limo that can go up to 400-500k. He then looked at 4 other vehicles to show interest in others. He called over Helena to show her one sports car. Quietly he said “I’m being watched to see what I’m interested in. I’m going to look at more sports cars but I believe Bill could use the limo’s. Do you agree?”Helena replied very quietly “Yes, some. .. wait, did you say waterfall?” Mom wondered.“A gigantic freakin’ waterfall, Mom,” I said. “You should see this place. It’s huge. We had to take a golf cart just to tour the property. When she showed me the house, I sort of wished we had the cart again. She has something like 15 people living on the property fulltime and a dozen more that work here but don’t live here. I swear to God, it’s like being transported back to a Southern plantation ... without the slavery thing.”“Liz has worked very. I couldn’t wait.There was just one problem. Tony said he was coming to visit me.This is when strike one occurred.I faked being sick to avoid going out with Michael and the kids. I suggested they go to the restaurant alone.I knew Michael would catch me, but I had three strikes. I was willing to get a strike one for sex with the black man I loved so much.Did I love him? I asked myself as I rode his cock on my bed. I did. I loved his body, his cock, and the way he fucked me. I even told him.