I had played around with some friends in the past, but that was more “little boy curiosity” than what I was hoping this would be. I also decided t...at I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I was dropped off at Derrick’s house just before on Friday night. His ma served some God awful thing and then his father put on some ridiculously long movie. I didn’t care about any of it. All I wanted to do was get to bed and let the fun begin. I was pretty sure he wanted the same thing because he kept sneaking. He has found me a young black lover.'Ron arrived home and he filled me in. He met this young black man in the mall. He was a freshman at college and had played soccer in Africa. Ron said he asked Zola if he would like to make love to a white wife and after some discussion he had agreed. Now I was actually looking forward to meeting him although I was nervous. I prepared dinner with wine and my husband answered the door bell and invited Zola in.I greeted a handsome young African man, the. Did that really just happen? What was wrong with him? What was wrong with me? My phone vibrated—it was McKinsey, wanting to know if I was still coming to get her. Shit, I was late. I started to say goodbye to Jordan, but thought better of it. Running down the stairs I yelled that I was leaving to our moms instead. “Bye, sweetie,” they called out in unison. Yes, we have two moms, they’ve been together since before I was born. I know they say there isn’t a gay gene, but I think they have it. It’s roughness excited her pampered skin and made her nipples tingle as she nestled into the voluminous folds, rubbing her firm body against the coarse material and smelling the strange but familiar odours so much part of her life. It’s earthy scents mixed with the heady aromas surrounding her as she sat quietly studying her mute but restless companion, filled her mind with the enjoyment she now expected when locked away in her recently discovered private world.It was such an important day.