I rose from my seat to greet my wife’s black lover at our door. I opened the door to find Carl standing there with his suitcase accompanied by a tal..., muscular framed shaven headed white guy. They both stepped into the hallway and Carl said.“Hi Wilf this is Neil. He’s come to help me pleasure your white bitch!” he smiled as he extended his hand to shake mine. I shook his hand and looked somewhat bewildered as Neil smiled at me holding out his hand for a handshake. I graciously shook his hand. So he takes me upstairs to an abandoned floor and into what used to be a work center for copiers, etc. He is flirting with me the whole time, as if he has to sway me to eat his dick or something, but its cute anyway. I take out some of my bondage toys: cuffs, collar, leash and lay them out. Then I get out my camera and ask him to take some photos of me, which he is more than happy to do. I'll share some here and the rest are posted on my profile. (Hope you like them).After he takes some. “Give me one good reason not to.”“I won’t know anybody,” Phil answered.“You’ll know me and I’ll know most of them,” Hailey informed him. “Besides, I bet you’ll have class with a lot of them. The kid hosting it is a junior who lives at home. His parents are on a cruise or something. It’ll be fun. I figured we would take a taxi or catch the bus, have a good time and either crash there or catch a ride back to campus.”“I have a car,” Phil pointed out.Hailey looked over at him with her mouth. "You fucked up Marge. You're no better than those 'every night with a stranger' wives you despised." Alright," she challenged herself. "What are you going to do about it?"She almost laughed at holding a conversation with herself, but there was nothing funny about it. Then and there she decided."I screwed up. It was no one's fault but mine. Well, I can't undo it. I can't unfuck that guy back there. But I can damn make sure it never happens again." She paused and pounded her hand on her thigh..