Her measurements were 32-22-32 with firm C cup tits. She was a beautiful woman. She had been married to Tom, a wonderful black man that she had know... from junior high school, for two years. Life was good for them. Tom had a good job as a software engineer and they lived in a nice small home in a pleasant suburb. Things became clear enough for Atia to realize that she was tied to a table or platform with her arms tied above her head. The table was tilted so her head was about a foot higher. I figured she calling to make sure I wasn’t coming home.I sat in my office looking at my phone. Ten minutes after my wife hung up, the back door opened and quickly closed. Panic set in, thinking I had miscalculated that they were going to Craig’s to fuck. Just then the light on my security app indicated movement on the kitchen motion detector. Damn, I hadn’t even thought of the motion detectors. There was another motion detector in the hall by the stairs. It was five minutes before the hall. He sucked the lips of her pussy into his mouth and he began to run his tongue lightly up and down them, causing her to squirm before him. “Ohhh…” she sighed, subtly writhing her crotch in his face as he ate her out. He released her lips, his tongue sneaking up to her clit. He teased her sensitive button with his tongue, lightly running a circle around it.She placed her feet on his shoulders, unable to sit still. Suddenly, he sucked her tiny clitoris into his mouth, trapping it between his. She had reasonable tits, a nice bum and a forest between her thighs and she could use erotic language which I found a real turn on and off course she fucked and sucked my cock and loved to squeeze my balls; she would have been close to ‘my perfect woman’. Frank just gave a nod and the conversation ended.Rick left for Frank would be staying on. ‘I have things to do’ he said. Something Rick knew would never happen, that is be completed for Frank could never finish a project for there was always.