When I felt his tongue probing my mouth I tentatively met it with my own. I don't know what I had been expecting. It seemed like this should all be so...ehow different with a black man. But it wasn't. Well, in a way it was. It was somehow more exciting and I'm not even sure why. But this was not at all unpleasant. If I weren't happily married and being forced to do this I might even have been enthusiastic!I was beginning to breathe more heavily and our kisses had become quite passionate. I was. " I'm sorry, Jimmy, I just couldn't help myself, and you really are in trouble, but it's a good kind of trouble." Really, you're not just messing with me? So what's going on?" Well, you know Shannon had a crush on you before?" Yeah, I seem to remember you mentioning something about that. YES! Isn't that what got this started in the first place?" Well, technically speaking no, but it was the most significant recent event. What I mean to say is that she had a crush on you before, but now she. Even rolling onto my side felt horrible, like I was somehow squishingmyself. Still on the blissful edge of sleep though, the reason for thisseemed not nearly as important as just being able to return to whateverhalf-remembered dream I was involved with at the time. It was one ofthose mornings where it felt like nothing the world could throw at mecouldn't be solved by just going back to bed for fifteen more minutes.Or... you know... the rest of the goddamn day.I must have laid there for an hour,. V called out to me. He seldom spoke to me, I wasn't even sure he really knew me, but he said my name sharply and said "come here". I stopped and looked and he waved me over. I pulled my pants up a bit, not bothering to button them. I walked across the grass into his yard and came over to the porch. He said to come in, so I did. It was a little surreal. I was just a t3enage b0y and I was standing in my tight jean shorts with a raging hard on right in front of a 50 something naked man. He.