The bartender was a very handsome young black man, in his early thirties, very friendly. After some tequila shots, Ana leaned on me and whispered in m... ear if I would give her permission to drag this black guy to our bed.I smiled at her, saying she knew I would be happy to watch her being fucked by a younger black man.After flirting with this guy, Ana finally asked him if he could join us at our resort for a last drink. The young man, whose name was Bertrand, gladly accepted the invite and I. She was very seductive looking. Long brown wavy hair, compared to two blondes and a redhead. Kim had dark eyes and full lips. She was very well proportioned with long muscular legs.She and I had flirted with each other many times during classes that we had together and hanging around the fine arts building with friends. We were both very similar in our interests and we had both come to college with a high school sweetheart. Had we not been from different towns I think we would have been high. An older woman of 35-40 years. I didn't realize it until my boyfriend told me. He had met her earlier in the day and knew she was separated. And not very handy. But there are great apartments where we live. One Saturday morning I was done at work, I came home and went to take a shower. Hear the doorbell ring. My boyfriend opens because I'm naked and wet. It is a generous voice I do not recognize. Must be her I think. She asks if he can help her hang some paintings on the wall. He could, but he. As good as that thigh looked however I quickly returned my attention to the incredibly soft, sexy foot that was inches from my face. "Do you see anything?" Mom asked. "Uh...no." I said softly as I stared at the smooth flesh of the sole of her foot. "It hurts right under my toes." For emphasis mom wiggled her toes in front of me, and I felt my heart begin to beat faster. I leaned a little closer appearing to take a better look, and as I did, I couldn't help but think that I was so close that I.