I wanted the real thing. I met a black man on line who liked married white men like myself. After some small talk, he invited me to his house for some...afternoon fun. I arrived and found a very handsome black man 6'1 210lbs who looked like a running back. We had some small talk upstairs in his kitchen and things seemed a bit chilly at first. Then he suggested we go downstairs to his living room to get more comfortable. I agreed with a smile. When he kissed me at the top of the stairs with a deep. She smiled and pointed to a bottle on the ground shelf behind the bar. “I think I’ll have one of those; immediately!” As he dropped down below the bar to reach the bottle, she lifted one of her feet. He immediately assumed a kneeling position, cradled her foot with both hands and kissed the toes which shone out at him from her golden high heeled sandals. The toenails were painted in matching gold, setting off her elegant brown feet perfectly. He looked up at her submissively and with a want in. Oh ... Oh..." was the only sound she was able to produce.Sandy was not a passive person, however. As Tim continued nuzzling her breasts, Sandy's instinctive reaction was to open her thighs, move her hands to her pussy and begin softly rubbing. "Oh, my God!" became her new mantra, as she began chanting to the rhythm of her rubbing. Her hips began pumping and thrusting, trying to capture her fingers as she kneaded her lower lips.Feeling the change in Sandy's rhythm, Tim dared to move his right. All of a sudden I took the pantie and smelled it. Immediately, I was transformed into a different world. It was intoxicating. The smell felt like take a puff of a joint and I was getting lightheaded. I smelled it more and rubbed it against my face. It felt good and I realized my dick was hard. All of a sudden, I realized what I was doing. So, I quickly took the towel and left. I told to myself that it was wrong and I shouldn’t.I finally came to the dining table for lunch. Mom asked the servants.