I close to her family, and to her also.We chat and talk about everything except sex. I help her and her family in family chores. Also sometimes I acco...pany her to market and shopping.One day we are returning from the market in the evening in the metro, there is too much rush. We are in the middle, m watching her back, my dick is becoming hard, more people coming in, so we become close each other, I am staying with her, and watching her ass. I thought of fuck her,and also smelling her, her smell. His hand wet to her head, rubbing it as she sucked on him, she went slowly and deliberately, wanting it to last.In a way, she was sorry that she had mistreated him, he was a nice guy, she sucked him into her mouth and dropped her hand to his large balls, cupping and massaging them, wanting to make him feel good. She could feel the affect she was having on him, his cock grew in her mouth, she timed her movements to obtain the maximum pleasure for them both. Secretly, she wondered what lay in. It was formed about ten years ago by a group of African American men. It started off at first as a typical swingers club and eventually transformed into what it is today. The founding members transformed the club and made the rules. There are currently sixty carefully selected Africa American men who control the club. Over two hundred white couples are members. Club parties are held on the third Saturday of every month. Couples are selected through acquaintances they knew. Perhaps members of. “Entropy!” she exclaimed with a smile as she finally caught the word she was looking for. Hearing her ringtone sounding off in her purse, she quickly scribbled in the word before pulling out her cell phone.“Hey Molly, what’s up?” she asked as she waited at the street corner for the chance to cross.“You had better get your ass over here, because if your desk is vacant when Mr. Reed passes by, you’ll really have to get on your knees and “beg” to keep your job,” her coworker and good friend warned.