I get a phone call from him justhours before my husband leaves on his trip.He tells me it’s long overdue that I should be blackbred. I try to ex...lain that my husband would kill me ifhe found out I was pregnant with a black baby. He won’tlisten to my pleads and explains how he wants me toprepare for the evening.He tells me this before hanging up and I spend the wholeday at my job in a terrible state, just anticipating.On a break, perhaps my cell phone rings, and it is him,telling me. She turned around, and as our dance went on she unbuttoned my shirt, then removed it and my jacket. Next to go was her jacket and blouse, and we danced through the next solo with her hands inside the back of my pants."Come upstairs," she breathed, running one hand between my legs, and I didn't have the will to resist her. She unfastened my pants there in the music room, leaving me in shorts alone, took off her bra, and kissed me long and deep, my hands roaming over her back and down farther.. I just wanted to help her.. She gave me a jhaadu to or us rat ka picha krte krte hum under wale room me phich gaye jo ki bedroom hai or maine darwaja bnd kr liya taki rat room ke bahar na ja paye… Rat bed ke niche chala gaya or mai usko dusri taraf bolck krne gaya tabhi meri nazar swathi ke upr chli gayi or maine dekha ki o bed ke niche jhuk kr dekh rhi thi or mujhe uske boobs puri tara dikhai de rhe the tab tk mere mn khuch galat nhi tha use dekhte dekhte chuha kb bhaag gaya pta hi nhi chala. It’s simple, convenient, and easy. I do miss the human part of a living sex partner: the chatting and snuggling. But at least the sex is taken care of. Now, I am not lazy nor unimaginative. I pursue an orgasm with the intention of prolonging the experience as much as possible in order to experience as strong an orgasm as possible. The more excited I become, the clearer the characters become. At the height of my excitement, the people become real, if only for a moment. No lust addled lover ever.