Went about her business, washing her hands. Then she checked the door and quickly stepped into her side last stall. I was already there. Waiting with ... huge hard erection, all from anticipation. I stood there slowly stroking and heard the quiet scrap of the wood patch on her side. Then leaned closer to my wall so my cock would be all visible to her curious eyes. Hard and tense. I almost came from thinking about her looking and wondered if she fingered herself there but was afraid to duck down. There we took awalk and again no one took any notice. The thing I took notice of wasthe feeling of the gentle breeze up my dress and around my stockingtops. You just don't get a feeling like that wearing trousers.So it seemed I gave the impression to the world around me I was a woman.I was never 'read' once in all our excursions outside. I think I was nowabout ready to face the world as Andrea with confidence. This pleased meenormously.So the days of my two week stay passed with Georgina and. I just stood there for a minute letting him kiss me on my neck; it just felt so good. I took a quick look over my shoulder and saw John and Julie in a similar embrace and I just said to myself what the hell. I could feel Dannys cock getting hard against my ass as he continued to kiss my neck and roam his hands all over my body. His hands finally reached my nipples and he squeezed them and I thought I was going to have an orgasm right then and there.I let out a loud moan and said, "Oh, Danny. Sometimes, I would participate in orgies with other White women who craved Black men as much as I did. And these were the types of women no one would suspect of having such base desires. The wives of doctors, lawyers, businessmen and so on. Women who were corporate executives, scientists, lawyers, and other hard-working and highly educated professionals. Yet all of us craved the almighty Black cock. Simply couldn't live without it.Well, once upon a time a Black man I loved and left my husband.