Like most men my age I often find myself fantasizing about sex. Fortunately, in my business I often have the opportunity to live some of those fantasi...s. The story I am about to tell you is about one of my most recent experiences. I landed at La Guardia right in the middle of rush hour traffic and took the first taxi I could find to my regular Hilton in the city. After checking in I decided to take a stroll down to the restaurant as I hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast. My plan was to. "Yes, Karissa?" Who is the black woman next door?" Oh, that's Annie. She's the Taylors' maid. A sweet girl. You'll likeher." It would be good to have ... another one like me," Kalishia said."Well, invite her to coffee. It's okay."Later that morning, after washing the dishes and doing the laundry,Kalissa walked next door. She knocked on the door. Eventually, Annieanswered."Girl, you crazy. Us folks knock at the back door, not the front."Kalilssia stammered an apology. It had never occurred to. I turned the kitchen light out and eased the door open enough to see what was going on.Ulrika was across his lap, her thong like panties were down on the thighs and he was administering a smacking on her bared bottom.He sat in a dressing gown, all opened to reveal his nakedness, and as he smacked her reddening bottom, he caressed it lovingly in a short circular motion, watching her buttocks move under his caresses, pulling her cheeks apart to expose her sex organ and anus, and licking his. " Looking at me, Beth mock-pleaded, "Please do it for her. She'll never know how great it is, otherwise." I looked at Sara and said that, if she wanted me to, I would. But only if this all stayed right here, in this room and between us, since we could all get in trouble. Beth stood up and led Sara by the hand into another room. I could hear the murmurs of their conversation and wondered what, exactly, they were talking about. After a few minutes passed, they came back into the room. Sara sat.