I went over to her, poured the water on to the singlet and used it like a facecloth. God, she jumped about a foot into the air when I put the wet clot... to her face. Almost like a vampire touching Holy Water. Maybe they didn't wash? It looked like it anyway with the state of her hair and face.I held her, poured the water over her head and washed her head and face, even though I didn't use soap she looked a lot cleaner, in the face anyway. How I was going to get the blood off her hides was. Our kissing became more passionate and sensual. I was in heaven, was this really happening? I was about to fuck another man and had my husbands permission! "Do you want me to take off my stockings and heels?" I softly whispered in his ear. "No, I prefer they stay right where they belong, on your gorgeous, shapely legs." He smiled. "Your the boss darling" now placing my legs around his now bare body. Then with one calculated move he took charge and moved down my body slowly kissing my. I heard this comment and sarcastically said that she is going to marry a dark-skinned person only. She replied that she would never do it. I was pissed and in my anger, said that I can make her fall in love with me.She said that it was a bet and if I lost, she would make me do her home work for a week.I immediately thought, Damn it! I am going to lose this bet. This chick is so against dark-skinned people that she is not going to let me near her and I am going to lose this bet.I knew I had to. As we left the restaurant and started walking to his house, his armsnaked around my waist, and it looked like we were father and son,although the neighborhood was empty with no one to care. As we keptwalking through the deserted streets his hand slowly came to rest on theupper flesh of my right buttock. I felt it a little weird, but I didn'tdared to object. In fact, it felt right after a while.Once we arrived at the house, he let me in first, switched the light, andafter closing the door, he.