I could see the bulge in his shorts so I new he was human but OMG when was he going to weaken.It was the day of the wedding, Steve looked so handsome ...n his Tuxedo he actually made me wet just looking at him. Mum of course went the whole white wedding thing even though she had fucked most of the guest list. They actually made a nice couple. I was the maitron of honour & under my tight fitting dress I work no underwear, something i had planned to make sure Steve became aware of a little later.. ..With another little shrug she climbed into bed.The covers felt slinky and sensual against her naked flesh, and Miranda switched off her bedroom lamp, and lay back down to sleep.Sleep was slow to come.Thoughts were milling around, all jumbled up and confusing; the only constant in the chaos seemed to be one Marcus Phillips, boss and disturber of her peace of mind.Miranda sleepily focused on her boss's image, and all of that other jumble seemed to just fade away..."I want you Miranda ... and I. ’ He laughed quietly and rose up above me again. I frantically pulled at the laces of his breeches, and he kicked them off onto the floor. I took his cock into my hand again, just as I had a week ago, and stroked rhythmically up and down the shaft. He groaned softly and closed his eyes, pushing his hips into my hand. John moved suddenly, trying to enter me, but I laid a hand on his chest to stop him. He cocked his head at me, questioning. ‘I want to try something different.’ ‘And what is that?’. My husband was now in the family room when I came back in. I asked him what he was thinking. He said he just had a curiosity about black cock. He said he would be scared to go out and get a stranger so he inquired about it with our neighbor. I said "I was talking about you dressed in a panty; what were you thinking?" He said "oh that, I don't know just something for the moment."It took me a few days but I planned to change our sex life, for the better, for both of us. I started by going to my.