My wife had talked about sucking his dick she thought it would be big,I also am black but a brown color she said she wanted a dark black man who would...domantate her.Well we were at the bar and drinking we danced and my wife said to be im going to take terry to the car for some fun Isaid lets go to the house i told terry we were going to leave an go to the house an would he like to come with us.I had seen them on the dance floor and saw him grab her ass and pull her close so I knew that he would. I immediately took the reservation and tipped the concierge $50 for his help as we sat down to call the list of ministers. "So passionate, so... romantic," Mother blurted out, her eyes tearing up, and both of us smiled in elation. I wanted a new age minister, hopefully a female to perform the ceremony. I didn't care to legalize or certify it as I knew there would be no way that could happen. Besides, having a government seal of approval for our marriage wasn't necessary... what mattered were. Your muscles would tense. And I will take care of you."She searched my eyes then. And my soul beneath them. Time held. 'Be still.' I warned myself.She touched my cheek then ever so gently with her finger tips. "My name is Diana." She whispered---into my life.And time was again.Chapter 2My baser instincts though in the intervening months had begun to tax our relationship. Clarity for most guys, me included is a fleeting thing. I'd been reckless and careless. I knew that.Tonight though, Diana was. Siobhan was no clothes horse—yet—but she grew up with one. There was a built in vanity in the bathroom that swallowed a couple hundred dollars worth of skin care products. On my laptop was a note from Siobhan, map really. It pointed out additional places in the room for feminine storage, including a large closet, which I had taken as a storage room. Piles of Sean's things had been removed revealing two walls of shoe racks, with the back wall made up of pigeon holes for accessories and pegs for.