Each night when they met, they embraced--and she giggled at the times he gasped to find no strap across her back.From early on, Charlie adored her han...s--and her feet. She never wore nail polish on either, and he was glad; they were too pretty bare to paint them. If Carol wanted him to want her and get hard, all she had to do was slip off her shoes and go barefoot, especially if she was wearing shorts. It was a secret joke they shared, and an intimate one. The first thing she did on getting in. They were implementing a new system and were sending over a CRM consultant to do some training particular to marketing before ‘go live’. My wife mentioned he was black and when I enquired it turned out he was black, in his twenties and good looking. I immediately introduced the fantasy of him fucking her when we made love and this went on for 3 or 4 weeks before he arrived.When he arrived on Monday morning Helen admitted she thought he was attractive. As she was his host she had to go for. She will know the smell.” We arrived home about a quarter to twelve. I felt like Cinderella with Prince Charming. We stopped to kiss on the front porch. I pushed up on my tip-toes, looked him in the eyes, and just as our lips touched, the door opened with my mom standing there. Mom said, “I take it you had fun.” “Yes Ma'am,” Chuck replied. “It was amazing!” I stated, probably revealing too much excitement. Mom was a wise woman and knew there was more going on here than met the eyes. Chuck asked. I bury my face in the quilt. My clit is tingling. I can feel my orgasm building as he continues to hit me. Suddenly I feel the sharp sting of the plumbing tool on my ass. The pain is focused, I know there are bright red stripes rising. He uses it on my back and shoulders too. Then, unexpectedly, I feel its sharp caress on my face. Not as hard as on my ass, but I feel it. It scares me, but it also increases my excitement. Suddenly the blows stop. He’s switching gears. I don’t know what’s coming.