Pink! There was a pair of whiteand a pair of pale blue French knickers, high waisted briefs in whiteand yellow, low waisted pairs in green and lavend...r and lastly the thingthat sacred me most a pair of full pink panties with rows of laceruffles across the bottom. The very thought of wearing them wasdaunting. I could not hope to hide the rows of lace under a pair oftrousers. Then I noticed something else. It was folded and pinkmatching the pair with the ruffles. I silently pointed to it. She let it drop at that, but I knew she always looked at him differently after that.Anyway, Kenny told me he was coming to town and I suggested that he stay with us. Yup. You got it. I was thinking of the fantasy -- get a black man into the house and close so my wife Donna would fuck him in front of me.He was hesitant and tried to say no thanks, but I would have none of it. I insisted and even told him Donna would love to see him and I think that convinced him. Kenny, divorced yet again. "What's the matter Chelsea? Can't win without cheating?" she screamedand lunged as I side stepped, my Epee whipping out like a switch toleave a red stripe across her ass. She yelped.But when she turned, I moved with her landing another quickly from theother side."Yield now and it can end now," I told her. Then she spit in mydirection, throwing the blade at me."I will never bow down to you, you white trailer trash wanna be slut."Now that she was defenseless, everyone expected me to make the. I climbed up from the tub and took a seat on the edge by him. I let his hands slide up my thighs again, spreading them slightly so he could touch his first pussy. His touch was so gentle and hesitant that it sent shivers down my spine like I had never felt before. I shifted again so my legs were to either side of him and guided him around so he could see what he was doing. With my hands on his head I guided his face in to my shaved pussy. Even though he had never gone down on a girl he managed.