His conversation stopped dead, his head transfixed in my wife’s direction as he kept walking by, but at a slower pace than before. My wife having pr...tended not to have noticed him until now, feigned embarrassment beautifully. Acting very innocently, she caught eyes with the stranger and was ‘outraged’; she poorly attempted to cover herself but fumbled at every attempt. After she felt that he had had his fill of her embarrassment, she threw the curtains shut and burst into laughter. “Oh my. About the same time as I was going through my uneasy phase with my lovers Mickey volunteered to work on a committee that was seeking to help inter city youth find jobs. Like most middle class white men who have had limited experience with blacks I was somewhat leery of letting my wife get involved with them. Not a racist you understand, but just a bit uncomfortable with the unknown. Mickey seemed to like the work and she was always bubbling when she came home and recounted her success in. She wrapped her arms around my legs and literally drove my cock into her mouth while circling her head around it-the feeling was unreal. She was moving very fast, and I came near to losing it only a few minutes into her work on me. Fortunately, she slowed. She moved down and ran her tongue along my balls, taking them into her mouth one after the other-she’d never done this before, and the feeling was awesome. She slowly licked her way up to the head of my cock, slowly and deliberately taking it. Yeah, well, so I hadn't had any visitors before, that's true, but my neighbors could just assume I finally got lucky. And of course they were right.So Karen and I would meet two or three times a week and spend a terribly short three-quarters-of-an-hour making love. It was desperately frustrating not to have more time together, but not as frustrating as those times when we were together but had to pretend that nothing had changed between us. Like the times I came over for supper with Karen and.