?Good. Cause that young cunt is going to die tonight no matter what, and I’d hate to have to bury both of you.??Don’t be rude,? Jean said. ?You kn...w we can trust him.? Mark smiled. ?I know. Just covering our bases, big guy. Nothing personal.? We gave the girl a ten-minute head start, then started up the van and began the pursuit. As we drove I found myself hoping that we would somehow lose her, that she would get off the road for some reason and disappear into the forest. But there were no. And now, days later, Sheri and I were sitting side by side on her couch. Our girls would be at practice for the next two hours and Sheri had invited me in for a glass of wine.I tried to pretend that nothing had happened, that our relationship was just two friends getting together, but the memory of her lips on mine stirred me far too much to concentrate. Polite pleasantries lapsed into silence as we sipped Riesling and thought private thoughts.I had to know. “Sheri,” I said suddenly, “Tell me. He takes back a mouthful of red wine and looks at me with a playful gleam in his eye. “Let me ask you this,” he says, as though he's about to offer up a challenge. “Why did you decide to kiss me the first time we had sex over the bar?” I shrug. “I saw the way you looked at me when I started working there. It excited me. I suppose I've always liked older men.” The lights around us are dimmed as the film begins to start up, so I can barely make out his facial expression but I can hear the hunger. Looking at her over my shoulder I realised again just how big she was. I thought of Femi lying there, half my size, and her bare arse no match for this big black mama and a wicked strip of leather.Nikki took a step back, raising the strap above her head. I breathed in, then out. I thought again of Femi’s bare black bottom, all shapely young and quivering. My cock was fit to burst. Suddenly Nikki seemed to be almost over me, and I realised what was coming. I heard it, then felt. I was relieved.