" Did you install these floor to ceiling windows to capture the ambiance?" Erin studied him for a moment and concluded he was a borderline Breeder. Sh... admired his self confidence but it bordered on haughtiness. It wasn't exactly a bad thing if he kept it under control."Just on this floor," he glanced at her reflection in the window. He liked what he saw. No blemishes, no scars, not overly made up. He appreciated the fact that she was tall and slim except for her breasts. They were quite large.. The sounds from the master bedroom were intensifying. I heard my wife say, “lay back”, and then the familiar sounds of their bodies slapping against each other. It took only a minute before I couldn’t stand it and I knew I couldn’t sleep as long as I heard my wife getting fucked. Her rhythmic “Oh…Oh…Oh…” noises were keeping time with the smack of her body coming down on his enormous black cock and the image drove me crazy. Worse than that my cock was throbbing painfully again. Why was I so. She was actively involved with a patient of hers beyond his recovery period. She was an RN and my previous story explains how she got started with him. He was young and his size and energy kept her constant interest in the sex they were having. As seemingly all men do we have a desire for what is the dominant sexual act…..Ass fucking. She always claimed he had the most amazing BWC ever. Intimidating, yes but I’d already let her fuck him countless times. She said 10 inches…I’m not sure about. I left early for work. Very early in fact, and drove to the address that Larry had given her. It turned out to be a semi-run down bar not all that far from the station. I parked and went inside.The bar was small; a half dozen guys were siting at the booths or at the bar. Two black guys and 4 white, so it was mixed, the bartender was black.I sat at the bar and ordered a beer. The bartender looked at me funny and said, "Do I know you? You sound familiar."I introduced myself to him and told him.