I saw the way that you looked at the Negro studs between the legs of those willing white wives. It's become more than just a fantasy with you."His wif... blushed. She had experienced those dark desires for herself.It was several more weeks later after a special dinner out on the town and a couple of glasses of her favorite wine that Maurice brought the subject of a black lover up to his wife again. It must have been the wine as she said she would think about it. He told Miriam about a website. He grabbed a seat from the table and brought it over, and when he sat down all the guys stood up. Almost all at once, they dropped their pants. I studied each one of them as their pants fell and they started to take off their shirts. They were all soft, but even so, you could tell they were all large. Once naked, it was like a swarm. They all walked toward me without saying a thing. I stood instinctively, half to run, half to meet them. I looked at James and all he did was smile. I gave in. ‘It’s the perfect way to start you getting used to me touching you?’ She eyed him with a thin smile and said exactly why did he wish to touch her. ‘Two people together usually can’t avoid light contact,’ he said airily. ‘It will also ease the way for handling you if you get romantic notions.’ Laughing, she sat on the chair at the make-up table and handed Grady the towel. ‘It was instinct I suppose but I knew you were unlikely to disappoint me totally.’ Grady didn’t answer because he had no. I was disappointed that my only source of sex was leaving me.On reaching home, my mom said that she was going out for an hour or two. As soon as she left, I went to the living room and started watching a movie. Simran came to me and asked if she could join. I thought she would sit on the floor. But she sat right beside me with her arm over me.Slowly, slowly she was getting too close to me. I could not handle it any longer, and I was getting a hard-on. I turned my face towards Simran, and I saw.