Past experience had taught me that advice from Aunt Jeannie was usually goodadvice. I got off the sidewalk and walked back to the bushes behind the sh...lter.The ground around the bushes was soft and damp. I crouched down between twolarge bushes. I felt a little bit silly doing this. Here was a grown womancrouching down in the bushes behind a bus shelter after midnight. I startedto shiver. My phone rang again. This time it was John's cell phone. Again I didn't answerhim. A moment later I found. My husband, Larry, after looking at all the stuff I'd downloaded for the past year or so seemed very aroused by interracial sex, and wife sharing in general. We had fantasized about having one or another black man I knew in a threesome many times when we fucked.Then one day Larry began suggesting that he would really like to see me fuck a black men. I didn't know how to go about finding the right guy, I didn't want to catch any nasty dieses and since I wasn't into the bar scene I didn't really. He knew she was on the edge and it would take just a few strokes to make her cum. But he wanted her to wait until Friday when they could be alone and do it right. He wanted her arousal to make her less vulnerable to any embarrassment or fear she might feel. "Just hang on a few more days. I promise to take good care of you." He adjusted his hips and pressed his erection against her ass. Last night he had tried to hide his hardness from her, but a great deal had changed since last night. He knew. ” He sniffed the air and asked, “You cookin’ somethin’?”She grinned and nodded toward the oven. “I’m making some sugar cookies. I’m gonna ask Adam to help me decorate them when he gets home.”Aaron looked at his little sister with a new appreciation. “I’d say you’re gettin’ to be a pretty special lady. In fact, you’re turnin’ into everything mom wasn’t. If you weren’t my sister, I’d marry ya.”That put an even brighter smile on her face and she rushed across the room to throw her arms around him,.