"I could swear that I saw a tear as she moved away and I returned her to her table.Much later, as her party left, she walked by my booth and melted me...with another smile as her eyes engaged mine like an infrared missile on a heat source. I could barely watch her well-formed ass twitch all the way out. I felt elated that she responded to the kiss and stayed close afterwards. Now, I was in deep trouble. My desire for her had just been squared by her last smile. I didn't know whether to stay and. Are you sleepyheads ever going to come down?" SoJeff and I got out of bed, pulled on our clothes and made our waydownstairs. Mr. V had the fire going in the stove, the family room wasnice and warm, and Mrs. V had even managed to make some coffee and cooksome bacon and eggs in a frying pan on the top of the stove. It wasalmost 11am by then and all of us were really hungry so we tore into thefood - man, that was about the best breakfast I ever had - sitting theresnuggled up against Jeff - and. She told me later that she had pickedone and he had stepped out into the hall. The other onefollowed her out and then both of them started askingher to go with then. On the spur of the moment she toldthem both that I was in the room and if they bothwanted to come they could. One was somewhat young andthe other more my age.The young guy immediately started playing with herbreast and ran his hand up her dress to feel her pussy.I sat back in my chair prepared for what ever was tocome. The older. He met this young black man in the mall. He was a freshman at college and had played soccer in Africa. Ron said he asked Zola if he would like to make love to a white wife and after some discussion he had agreed. Now I was actually looking forward to meeting him although I was nervous. I prepared dinner with wine and my husband answered the door bell and invited Zola in.I greeted a handsome young African man, the blackest I had ever seen. I thought, "Wow he looked like a real muscular God of.