And now we were walking the guy she made out with (hell, lets get it clear, sucked off in a crowded bar!) back to our hotel room. I am so looking forw...rd to another of my nasty little fantasies, watching my wife making love to a very well endowed black man, that I just can't think straight. The only slight fly in the ointment is that Dave told us he was Bisexual as we left the bar. This put a very enigmatic look on my wifes face. I fear she may have an unfulfilled fantasy, or two, or herself.. Payton looked surprised. "I'm sorry; I thought you knew, Mark. I'm a psychiatrist." Well, that's good," I said slowly. "You could talk to Sharon about her side of it when she comes to see me." I'll be glad to, Mark. Have you talked to her much about her feelings after your mom's death?" Some. But we don't like to talk about it too much. I guess we just need more time." That could be," she agreed. "Do you remember how she took the news when she learned of your mother's accident?"I tried to. As I trotted, still naked, to grab the phone, Louise's locket vigorously swung back and forth from my clit ring, delivering the most delicious of sensations. After I hung up, I must have spent twenty minutes strutting around through the condo, trying different walking styles to find the one that gave the most erotic stimulation. A slow shuffle laced with hip humps like I’d seen Caribbean women do at Caribbana felt really good.I needed a boogie beat to hump to and just like that it came to me!. I realized that I wasn’t wearing any panties and he was getting a perfect shot up my skirt. My nipples got hard and I felt a familiar tingle between my legs. The next time he paused in front of me I smiled and spread my legs so he could get an unobstructed view of my now wet pussy. He lost his train of thought and had to walk back to his desk. He sat down and I smiled to myself, I just gave him a boner. Class ended a short time after. As I was getting up to go he called out my name and said.