“I’m not used to seeing one so large or black.” I answered openly and honestly. Gene smiled.“I understand. I have never talked to a white Amer...can woman. I am a little nervous and I guess my excitement has washed all through me.” His words really struck a chord deep in me. Could he be experiencing new and different thoughts like I was? We had so many differences between us; our age, our race, our nationalities. Yet, there was an unmistakable attraction, a silent building lure between us. I lost. “You might have given it up years ago if you could keep boys from running away from you when you start to talk.”“Touche,” Merie replied. “That was a pretty good one.”“However, now you’ve hurt my feelings,” she added with a mock pout. “You haven’t even taken me out on a date and already you’re mocking my virtuous nature.”Brock was beginning to wonder if there was anything mock about the pout after all.“Sorry, Meredith,” he said sincerely. “I wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings. I was just, you. I just told him that I've seen some psychological problems in my short life and decided that this is the field in which I thought I'd be able to help people. To his question about which field of Psychology I had in mind, I answered — sexual abuse victims. He then looked at me hard and long, and then asked:"Is there anything personal you'd like to talk about?" Not at the moment." I replied, "But it's possible that I'll need some professional help later. However, I don't know if I could afford it. We were sipping our respective mugs and still playing with each other. Both of us are happily married to our respective spouse and for me, it was first adventure after marriage. After the coffee, since both are us are getting hot again, i checked if she is ok for a quickie before we part off..she said i can do it without putting condom since she would love to feel me inside her….i said…we don’t know any history of each other and its better to put protection..I removed her clothes and spread her.