I bite my lip, hesitating for a moment. You cock your eyebrow at me, waiting for my obedience. You rarely wait long. I reach for my shirt, and pull it...over my head. My dark curls cascading to cover my breasts, I reach behind me and unclasp my bra, and let it fall to the floor.Maintaining eye contact with you, I unbutton my jeans and step out of them, revealing black lacy boy short panties. Your favorite. You tell me to leave those on for now. Your cock is hard, jutting from between your legs,. Picking a table that I thought would remain in the shade for a little while at least, I ordered a pot of tea and a couple of rounds of toast, pulled out the paperback I'd been reading and settled back to lose myself in it until the family showed up.A short while later, I was reaching for the second slice of toast when something caught my eye. Just on the other side of the barrier that separated the many pavement cafés from each other and leaning against it was the little dark haired girl with. He looked at me fondling his big black meat with my gold ring on my hand and he asked, “Do you think your wife would like this big black cock?”Oh if he only knew the history I have lived with my wife in the past 2 years with her black lovers. One of which I was desperately waiting on here and now. I said, “Yes, she would love it.”He said, “Suck it.” I realize this was stupid doing this with a total stranger but I leaned forward and grabbed the muscular cheeks of his ass and pulled his hard cock. My sexy ex-colleague had left him in anguish and stayed alone in a rented apartment. Life was lonely for her and she focused on work. Payal had turned 38.Now, I had a hint that she was looking out for a boyfriend or a date, but I played easy. I led her into sharing a lot of things about herself. Payal was kinda frustrated and it was evident that she desired sex badly. I could make out from her indirect talks.We left from there promising to meet soon and this time, we hugged tighter. This hug.