My boss asked if I would come in on Saturday to do the paperwork and have the shipment loaded on the truck. I agreed to come in, he told me Kevin woul... be here to load the truck all I had to do was the paperwork for the shipment. Kevin was a forklift driver 22 year old black man about 6.4 in very good shape, I'm a 38 year old married mother of 3, 5.6 tall, brown shoulder length hair. I'm in pretty good shape, nice full D cup tits, full ass with a bit of a belly from having k**s. I met Kevin. My head was swimming and I felt like I was underwater."Thank you, Ruby," I gasped. "I love your cock in my ass! I love you, baby!"That last part was not part of our relationship, but I said it and meant it very truly at that moment. Ruby was transforming me, awakening a passion in me that I knew existed. Until that moment, I could feel that want only by its absence but I never knew how to actualize it. She was completing me with her avarice, guiding me on a path to depravity that I didn't truly. Being a student of cereal packets and sauce bottles I noted that one plateful of the packet’s contents would sustain me for hours and ensure regular opening of my bowels. The dreary aspect through the dining room window and the fact that the McIntosh predicted snow was falling, failed to tempt me into a morning stroll, so I set match to fire and attempted to work. It was at mid-morning when I finally exploded with my ‘Writer’s block’ wail. I was in the slough of despond, the mire of misery. I. “Here they are” he said and produced them. “Thankyou so much, are you going this weekend?” I asked. “Should do, surprisingly I have nothing on, so I should be there, and hey, we have a gig tonight and Alex says your friend Ella is coming.” “Yeah, she’s going and trying to drag me along, I should be there.” I replied “Sweet, I’ll see you there.” He said.I went back to the desk Ella and I were working at. “It’s obvious you like him, why don’t you come out tonight, and see the show?” “Oh ok then,.