But on the other hand, they were both getting exactly whatthey wanted, and who was I to deny them that? Besides, chastity didn'ttake shit from her cli...nts - nature of the job aside. That dude wasexpected to be a goddanm gentleman.Honestly, I was a little surprised she hadn't helped him dress up alittle. The contrast between them was just too much. She was in thiselegant little skirt that masterfully drew your attention to thesensual length of her leg and her classy open-toed heels. Her. Stella slapped my buttocks; she slapped me so hard that I cried in pain.She then climbed onto the bed behind me, saying she needed a good fuck tonight; even better if it was a white man’s ass…Stella noticed I was excited, since she saw my own dick growing hard.She smiled, telling me I was such a nasty boy. She then asked if I had been fucked in the ass before. I dared not answer that question and watched in fear as the black hung babe got into position behind me. Spreading my butt cheeks, she. He complies. The afternoon threatens rain. Tim tastes of salt and aniseed, promise and apricots. He pulls away. I don't know what he sees. “Can we go somewhere?” I smile, open my eyes wide and grin like the world is winning. My familiar street fades and I start to look at the surrounds as though I have never seen them before. He doesn't take my hand as we move off. We don't speak. In the hall at the apartment block I fumble for my keys. For a moment I'm nervous. He slides a warm hand across my. Anyway, it was an enjoyable meet up and the conversation flowed freely over the coffees. At the end we parted and I got the briefest of pecks as she headed off to her car. We continued to chat after and made noises about going out for dinner but it never happened.As time went on, and the meal never came about, it looked unlikely that we would meet again and my comments about a night away somewhere didnt seem to be getting a positve response. The one day, much to my surprise, she told me that.