He'll cook and clean and wash and iron and turn his entire paycheck over to her. If my husband had dressed andacted like him, I'd still be married." "...f all men were like that," added a fourth, "a lot of us would still be married. And the world would be a much better place."After we left, we dropped Margie off at her apartment and mother and I drove home. She told me to undress, brush my teeth, put on my pajamas, and get into bed. Then she'd come up to say goodnight.As she was tucking me in,. She had experienced those dark desires for herself.It was several more weeks later after a special dinner out on the town and a couple of glasses of her favorite wine that Maurice brought the subject of a black lover up to his wife again. It must have been the wine as she said she would think about it. He told Miriam about a website that specialized in hooking up well-endowed black men with married white couple looking for the 'black' experience.One afternoon after teaching school, Miriam went. We were going to stay home that night so this was a good find , no need to go get beer . After we had eatendone dishes , showered , we put a movie in the VCR and sat back to relax. got some popcorn popped and we lit the joint . That one didn't seem to do a hole lot for me so lit another , Cindy passed on the second saying she was feeling good. About a half hour later I was feeling real good and getting horny ,Cindy had been touching her self for the last fifteen minuets . Her hand would rub her. He felt the tie undone, the blindfold move; the curtains were drawn andthe room was in shadows, yet the sudden brightness from the tinyfocussed spotlight made him squint, as he blinked nervously through theglare.In deep shadows, the figure, for that was all he could see, seemed to bemasked, the frightening almost inhuman features covering the shape andgender hidden beneath it. The electronic sounds frightening him evenmore."Watch me Leanne, watch as I possess your little clit forever."He.