I had only taken him on because Julie did not like me coming home black from the tyres and smelling of rubber. It seemed like no contest but I still d...dn't like doing it. I got in early that Monday and was doing my calculations when the boys turned up. It was just at that point that I had a brainwave. I called them both into the office and l put my cards on the table. I had to cut a thousand pounds a month and their salaries were the only things I could cut. I told Eric he was safe and outlined. "But if a man is going to enjoy my panties I insist that he enjoy me as well. Do you agree?" "Yes, I agree," I replied as I tried to act nonchalant. Tried to act like it was an everyday occurrence for me to have a beautiful black woman hand me a plastic bag filled with her lingerie. "Well, good then," Eloise told me as she got up from the booth in the bar and motion for me to follow her. When the two of us were outside she moved close to me and put her. I must have looked a bit dazed. “You OK, mate?” he asked, worried. When I took a moment or two to answer, he asked again, “James? Anythin’ wrong?”“Nah. No worries, Mattie.” He’d remembered my name! Gazza had forgotten it when he and I first met. Even after the second or third fuck he still hadn’t remembered. I was pretty happy Mattie had remembered. It felt good. It felt like he cared. Then a warnin’ voice in my head said don’t fall for him, he’s straight.We sat on the low stone wall facin’ the. One hand cupped his balls and the other ran along his impressive, veiny length.“It’s beautiful and I want it in me,” she said, gently squeezing his shaft and leading him to one of the backyard chairs.Sitting back on the chair, he watched in amazement as she turned around, spread her legs apart and slowly reached down to grab her ankles. Her ass was mere inches from his face, covered only by her soaked shorts. She caressed her toned legs as she came up to a standing position only to bend over.