"Yes other than that?" I agreed."There is something about sex that levels the playing field. If you are both enjoying the sex, then money and position...in the community isn't very important," he said."That is only true while you are having the sex. Once you get away from it for a while you realize that there are other things in life." I explained."True that's when marriages break up. It's when they become about shit that just don't matter," he said."I don't know. There are other things that do. Her sari had slipped off and her deep neck blouse was showing her entire cleavage, it was hot so I could see her sweat travelling from her forehead to her neck and from her neck to her heavenly valley, the atmosphere was heated up, I was getting aroused and had a terrible hard on it became uncontrollable that I had to jack off in the toilet imagining her sucking my cock and me licking her sweat filled valley of life and death. We reached our mansion and the relatives had already started to pour. GULP. Crap, this was a GUY, no k**. A six-foot black guy. A six-foot black guy, checking out my tits through the thin lace. He smiled. "Hi, are you Leigh?" I stared at him. "I hope so" came another voice behind him. Oh. A six foot black guy with FRIENDS. Who were also getting an eyeful."Yes?" I managed. This gang was looking at me in the doorway like- well, how I looked at guys at work! In spite of the cold air making my nipples stick out like erasers, I felt my face get hot. And my cunt. Damn. That was not just my conclusion. Serious surprise registered on the faces of every member of his family. It sounded mean-spirited to them, a side of Jeff they had never seen.They hadn't heard the argument behind the soundproof door. Neither had I, but I knew it was bad.Sandy took it the worst. She had thought he could do no wrong, yet here he was doing wrong. Never again would she be able to answer a charge against him with, "Not Jeff; he couldn't do that," with complete conviction. She was.