“You ready for some big black cock girl,”“Uh-huh,” I muttered.He was now fingering me with one hand and with his other hand he was feeling and...rubbing my stocking legs.“I like these legs,” he said.“You got some fine legs bitch”“When you took off that skirt and I saw these legs, my cock grew two inches,” he said laughing“And I really like these stockings.” “They look and feel so damn sexy”“Hell, just feeling them makes my cock hard.”“Do you want me to take off my heels,” I asked.“No, leave them. 'Are you, maybe, free for a drink after work today?' I couldn't help but smile and nod. We exchanged mobile numbers, and then headed off in different directions. The day passed in a bit of a daze, I attended meetings, made decisions, placed some orders and had several phone calls, none of which I could recall moments later. I called Amy, my wife, and told her I was meeting up with a client after work and that I'd be home a little later. It wasn't an unusual occurrence and she just said have. He continued to fuck me for another 30 minutes before finally cumming deep in my ass. I looked over and what I said must have sent Jamie over the edge as well as she let out a large moan and came with her dildo inside her as well with my cum still glistening on her face and tits. We all laid on the bed with me in the middle as we all fell asleep to rest for the next day. Over the course of the weekend, we continued to fuck, suck and lick each other to orgasm over and over only for me to clean. .. touch me back -- I'm talkin' about with just her hand, y'understand? Nothin' more than that!" I guess you got me mistaken for a common whore," I said to him.Well, I just blurted that out, without thinking on it all that much. I wasn't as mad at old Bill as I thought maybe I ought t' be. I wasn't too surprised, either, about what he'd said to me. But I didn't soften it -- what I'd said back to him, nor take it back."That ain't true, Jenny! I swear I ain't never thought of you that way! I'm.