I could relate. I was thankful to be actually attracted to the person behind the voice. A sort of conversation and interview proceeded. We both were a...little nervous, I more than him. There was a nice tension that was building between us and thankfully, meeting in person hadn't changed it. We clearly were as attracted to each other as we were speaking on the phone. Gradually he closed the physical gap between us, but still it seemed sudden when he crushed me against his car with his lean body,. As he did, his wife gave his hand a light, reassuring, squeeze.The waiting room was populated with other white married couples, each woman in each couple was pregnant, just as his wife was; and, as he knew from the reputation of the clinic, catered almost exclusively to white married couples in varying degrees of interracial cuckoldry! Some of the wives were chatting together excitedly, and showing pictures of the fathers of their babies on their phones to one another. From what he could tell. ." as she slid two fingers into her goddess-like pussy "Maybe not....with the right incentive!" she giggled. I told her to stop before we got caught and this whole thing would end before it even began. She pulled her dress down and closed her legs. "One thing, tho, before we stop." she asked "I want to see your cock." I said I don't think so, she said please and started that whole little k** begging act. I looked at her directly in her eyes and said "Listen to me, if you seriously want. His cock which I noticed had not gone completely flaccid was now hard as stone once again. Even after Alicia disappeared into the bedroom his attention remained riveted to the open doorway. I nudged him with my beer. “What you say we follow the view” He just nodded. So, with both of us still naked, we entered the bedroom. Alicia was standing in front of the mirror, brushing her long blonde hair. She had donned a robe that went to her knees, covering the exquisite view we had been enjoying. From.