I know today there’s a black guy in the Whitehouse, Interracial marriages and such. But back then, things were different. A man didn’t leave his w...ite wife alone with a black teenage boy. A black man did little more than say ‘good day, Madam.’ to any white woman on the streets. But the flirty way she acted and how hot she was looking, had me thinking horny thoughts, wondering, could I score?… My thoughts were interrupted by her returning down the steps with a beer in each hand, and a big grin ‘. ‘You know exactly why, Jen. We’re all alone tonight, Dad and Mom aren’t here, no friends are over, hell, the English Report you’re doing is not due for another two weeks!’ ‘It’s just a simple night, right, big brother?’ She smiled at him innocently and he nearly flinched. The way she had said big brother just made him cringe. She never calls him big brother. And yet, even with the innocent look on her face, the glint in her eyes, however, told him of anything but innocence. There was a game she. Presently the door opened and she entered wearing only a pair of long leather boots and a studded leather belt round her waist. Then I noticed she was carrying that beer bottle and a glass. "Like a drink?", she said pouring a little into the glass, IT WAS YELLOW!!. "If thats what I think it is, no thanks", I replied. "Well we'll have to see whether you're a good boy, wont we?", she said putting the bottle and glass on the coffee table. She came over to me and sat on my stomach facing my feet.. I'm sure it'll eat me up, but damn, it's like a sexy box I can see into, and I can't open it. My schlong is getting harder, and I feel the veins vibrating too. Wow, Britney, you got my motor running without even trying. I'm masturbating thinking about you now, young lady. Wow, you have some nice tits and a trimmed pussy too. Fuck, it's wrong to think of you like that, but it's just true."The cat was out of the bag on me, liking her in that way, and I ran with it again. I rubbed my cock faster.