Martin, Leeward Islands, Lesser AntillesThe doorbell rang just before 7:00am.“Be careful,” I said to Maria Cristina as she started to leave the ki...chen to let Annette into the house.Maria Cristina smiled, “I think you have it exactly backwards! She’ll be seducing you!”I chuckled, “Even if that’s true, caution is still important.”“I know,” she replied, leaving the kitchen.She was quickly back with Annette, who was dressed the same as earlier, although this time the t-shirt was black and she was. After a hesitation, Beth left my embrace and went to Zoey, who hugged her tightly as Beth began to cry again. "Let it out..." Zoey warmly said, running her fingers through Beth's hair while making assuring eye contact with me over Beth's shoulder.I smiled a thankful grin at Zoey, and she did the same to me. It probably felt good to Beth to know that she had support.And, for the first time, Zoey and I didn't turn a silent conversation into some drawn out flirtation.I sat in the living room. So tomorrow I think you should skip school and come over here when Lucy is in school and just help me out with something, ok?”I nodded, and then she smiled and nodded and waved me away and then she took another bite of her Snickers bar and I went back to study with Lucy who was listening to her music.So the next morning I texted my teacher that I was sick and she texted me back with 'No worries, feel better hon,” and I took a shower and then I went over to Lucy's mom. I had thought about it and. I could see the whole scenario playing out in my head - at least a million different ways. It made my dick hard as a rock to envision my gorgeous wife getting slammed hard by a big black man. So I didn't let up. I begged her to let it happen.In those days, we'd been having a little cash flow problem, to put it bluntly. We decided to cut back on everything that wasn't a necessity. If we were careful, in a few months, we'd have it all under control and could resume a normal life again. Her.