But there was nothing I could do than wait for my loving Victor’s coming back home…When I was on my way back, I met a black man on the street.He s...ared at me from head to feet and I did the same. He was a handsome man, athletic and muscled, an ebony giant really.We chat for a little while in a corner street and he finally convinced me to go with him to his place. Things could improve a little bit, I thought…As soon as the door was closed he asked me to strip down naked. I did not hesitate as I. And with that, he began to pick up his pace. Steve held onto my hips and I leant down and rested my head on my arms on the counter. He was gripping me hard and fucking me with powerful controlled thrusts and his breathing was becoming harder. I was so wet and I needed to climax too. I reached between my legs and started to rub my clit, feeling his ridged shaft as he slid in and out of me. God he felt so good. I kept rubbing myself as he fucked me then suddenly I orgasmed. It took me completely. I was getting really turned on but was worried about people seeing in. He convinced me it was late enough that everyone was asleep and no one would be walking by there.I didn't need much convincing - by now he had slipped his hand under my shirt and was tracing his fingers around my hard nipples ever so slightly. It was making me incredibly wet!As I kissed him long and slow with my tongue in his mouth, I undid the buttons on my shirt and he helped me slide it off. I pulled his t-shirt over his. Jim was working away in his cubicle, reading other people’s e-mails, he personally thought were none of his business, when one with a very racy picture popped up. This was an e-mail to his buddy Mark in accounting from his girlfriend Trisha also in accounting. It was a shot up her skirt, revealing she hadn’t worn panties to work today. She was obviously turned on from it. Her moistened labia were swollen and reddish, as if she had been rubbing down there for some time. Mark quickly clicked.