Megan ran her hands down her stomach and into her curly blonde pubic hairs. She knew that it was wrong, but Megan pushed her two fingers into her puss..., when the man on the screen pushed his cock into the woman for the first time. The woman screamed, "Nooo, I'm married, I can't cheat on my husband." The woman was crying and struggling saying "No" over and over again, until the black man's thrusts began to produce results. Her "No's" changed to "Yes's" and she began to fuck him back, after. I was confused. I almost didn’t know what to say, or rather felt I didn’t know what she wanted me to say. "You know I like you. We’ve been friends for over nine years." I didn’t mean it like just friends," she said.I’d known she hadn’t meant it that way but I was all confused. This was a different me and a very different her."A little while ago you were touching my breasts."Shocked by her words I moved my hands quickly back up to her shoulders and said, "Yes, I know. I’m sorry." A smile broke. It started with her telling me about having some black lovers before she met me and for some reason it really turned me on. It turned out she had always had a thing for black men, only as fuck buddies it seemed. She also told me that she could be very submissive to them sexually and the sex was uninhibited. I instantly developed a fantasy to see her with a black man. Somehow it happened and when it did the multiple black partners was not originally in the game plan, It just happened. It was. This was the first time I had been in here without him sitting at the desk usually with fingers busy on the computers keyboard, and phone to his ear. I put his messages, mail and report on his desk and almost turned to go, I should have just turned and walked out but being a woman I couldn’t resist snooping just a little. After all even Oprah admits to going through people’s bathroom drawers when she visits and whats good for Oprah… I looked over his desk, which was remarkably organized and.