We would still turn up as the restaurant opened at eight o’clock and didn’t, because of this hour, have to book in advance, though if you wanted t... eat later, then a booking was necessary. Because of the ambience of the place, we still stayed and had a coffee and brandy, outside in the courtyard, because of John and myself wanting a cigarette after such a wonderful meal. Mind you, it was still coffee and brandy when we got back to our house, all feeling relaxed but charged up with what would. ’ Laura could sense Elspeth’s disquiet. ‘Elspeth,’ she said firmly but with a reassuring smile, ‘I’ve seen the symptoms before, you know. Who’s the lucky young man?’ This was a cunning trap. Laura, who knew full well how much Elspeth hated lying, had deliberately phrased her suggestion so that the girl could truthfully deny it. ‘Oh, Laura,’ answered Elspeth with a relaxed laugh, ‘there isn’t one.’ It was the palpable relief that gave her away. On Laura’s mental checklist a big tick appeared. When we arrived back there Alex poured himself and Bryan a wine but I declined, having had more than enough already. I had had a great night and enjoyed the brothers’ company immensely.You can imagine my total shock then, when Alex approached me from behind when I was standing up, wrapped his arms around me and began rubbing my groin through my suit trousers.“What the fuck are you doing?” I shouted.“He’s rubbing your cock” replied his brother. “We’ve been talking about your cock ever since we. .a dominance that Johnathan tried to replicate, but being sweet and black he could only role play so well. The reality was that as much as I loved my husband, as much as he tried to make all my fantasies as authentic as possible, he couldn't replace the dominant white man I lusted over...craved. Black just cannot become white. "Yes, he is a handsome black man," I corrected, trying to hide my submissiveness and the reality that my panties were damp from him. "He's a nigger, a second level.