I told him whatever she wanted. He said he wanted me to understand that the treatment involved him inserting his penis in my wife's vagina and wanted ...o make sure I couldn't handle seeing a black man doing that. I told him I had no problem with it all as long as he took care of my wife's sexual frustrations. He said he was sorry but he didn't have much time, his wife was expecting him home for dinner and we had better get started. We went into the bedroom and he asked me to undress my wife for. Notthe least was the drawer that contained much of the exotic lingerie thathe'd bought for me over the years. The thought of him in that red basquehe'd bought for me one Christmas sent a shiver through me as I wonderedhow he'd feel as I snapped his suspenders.The next Saturday when I returned from the weekly shopping I announcedthat I'd bought a new apron and asked him for his opinion on it. The oneI'd put him in last weekend was, when compared with this new purchase,quite plain. I held it up. "Felt what way?" Doe had said, and you'd nuzzled up her arm to her throat, kissing just under her jaw. "Felt like I would do anything for you." Then you gently grabbed her head in yours and kissed her. The kiss had been tentative at first, then growing in intensity as your tongues lashed each other. Your hands had explored her body of their own volition, caressing her breasts through the silk, then squeezing her thighs as you had leaned over the stick shift. Her hands were busy on your arms,. The moms had prepared a great feast for us. By the time we pushed back from the table, we all had a smile on our faces while rubbing our full bellies.Zena, Bee, and I volunteered to clean up, so we began making quick work of the table, counter, and stove. While we were washing the dishes, Dana and Jeff said they needed to head back early. As my sister and her boyfriend left, dad and Mark said they were going over to see Mr. Williams about fishing.I got my notebook and measuring tape out and had.