I would dream I was holding onto a thick cock and stroking it. At first, I ignored the sensations but soon I found myself needing to let my fingers fi...d their way between my legs. It wasn’t a regular occurrence but often enough that I started sleeping naked. Sleeping naked made it much easier to relieve the urges my body and mind were feeling.The dreams and noises kept coming for several weeks. The dreams became stranger each time and I almost felt as if something was in the room with me,. Lethargic, my eyes felt heavy — like nothing mattered.I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride... to push my conscience aside. We danced again — I don't know how much later it was. It was a slow number and he pulled me close and whispered in my ear."I need you! Let me take you away and be your man tonight."I stepped back and looked into his eyes and I saw it... the reflection of my wedding band. I turned and ran out the door to Billy's truck. I sat there crying for a long time. I had. Azia went, then suddenly Tom remembered that he had some porn mags laying around in the bathroom. He rushed after her, but it was too late, when he entered the the room, Aiza had already turned a page in the mag and was looking at a black girl sucking a big white cock. Aiza looked at him in shock, she said angry that she would have never belived this about Tom, and called him a pervert. She ran out the door, and Tom was left alone in the apartment. Later the night, Aiza logged on to MSN. Tom. I bite hard on him, and I let out a soft moan, I grind my hips towards his cock. My juices run over his shaft, I shiver from the touch of his cock against my sex. I run my fingers down his rib-cage , I begin to run my tongue along the middle of his chest, down over his stomach. I wriggle down further between his legs, his cock is slightly wet from my juices. I look up at him with a smile on my lips as he watches me. His soft fingers play lightly in my hair, almost encouraging me to take him.