He began to remove his own clothes and then he saw the faint traces of movement, sensing that his beauty would soon be awake, and he cut off the overh...ad lights, so that the only light available was the small lamp across from her and she would not be able to see him at all. He loved to watch them wake up, to see their minds struggle with their predicament and to wonder how they had gotten in such a predicament. His mind wandered briefly to the dozen or so other women who had awakened in this. It was a from a black guy who was in our city for a couple days working and was looking for a couple to host in his hotel room. I replied and he responded immediately. We exchanged numbers and after talking to him I felt there was a good chance I was finally going to get my fantasy fulfilled. I knew my wife would need some coaxing. I told her about the guy I had found and suggested we meet him at a neutral location and see how things felt. If you're not comfortable after that we will just thank. I said, "That's the larger end, isn't it?"With a devilish grin on his face, he answered, "Yep," and with a wink as he pushed deeper.Like I mentioned before, he knew my body and knew just where my g-spot was. As that large, steel head found my Gspot, Oh my God! What the fuck! I thought I was going to pass out from the brand new sensations I was feeling.Before I could say a thing, he thrust, pushed upward, stimulated my spot so amazingly well, that within two to three minutes I had an orgasm like. The way she had felt standing naked in the basement of his apartment. How she was sure he was going to touch her to check for wetness. How she had felt when he had not touched her like she had assumed he would. She remembered too, how she had felt answering the door in her ‘uniform’, and the way she had felt the odd tingles of exhibitory delight rush through her. Something in her had changed, she knew that. The more she played the sexy maid for her brother, the more she hungered to show off for.