Okay, so at this point we both know what's supposed to happen from here. I open my front door and let her in. She then makes a joke about...asking where the bedroom is the first time you enter someones house. (That's confirmation for me lol) We make out some more and make our way upstairs to my room. I take of her shirt and and start to take of her bra. At this point I am rock hard. Ready to pummel this woman. She then stops me and embarrassingly asks to clean up first. I am so. Her lips felt so nice, moist and full as she planted them all around my neck, pecking it lovingly before moving to the next spot. Feeling her lips brush against my collarbone, I began cradling her head in my arm and watched as she kissed my erogenous zones affectionately. I gasped gently as she started kissing the tops of my boobs before working her way onto my nipples. She gave each nipple a quick kiss before taking one into her mouth. Her tongue circled my small areola fast and hard whilst. This is what I fantasize that happened on our wedding night. I had made a deal with her that if we got married she could fuck all the black guys she wanted as long as I got to watch. She suggested a black guy she worked with and I knew. He was several years younger and had a wife and a couple of k**s so she wouldn't have to worry about disease. We both had to work the next week so we just got a nice hotel room in Atlanta. We were just married at the county courthouse, so we made arrangements. Jim explained to me that he had been here with friends but they had left him here and went to a movie in the mall. He asked me if I was going down Lenox Road would I give him a ride to his house off Cheshire Bridge Road. He continued to tell me that he had left his wallet in their car and that he didn’t have any cash to pay for a cab ride or even a bus. I told him that he lived fairly close and that I’d be happy to give him a ride. I told him that I had been drinking. He told me, “Who cares who.