As I admired her beauty, a black man about 6', toned and well dressed entered the bar. He scanned the room to see if he found who he was supposed to m.... I held up my hand and he came to the table. He asked to join us and sat down at the booth. We made our introductions and chatted from there. We had a few drinks and I could tell my wife was feeling intoxicated. I told him we better head home before she became any more drunk but that is when she surprised me and said no.She said that we would go. She got outand dried off and put on the boxers. She carried everything back to herbedroom and looked in the mirror. Although she had removed the breastsand vagina and wasn't wearing any makeup, her feminine styled hair andhairless skin still made her appear somewhat feminine. She put on the t-shirt and jeans and a pair of socks and tied her hair back in a ponytail. She put on a pair of Nick's skater shoes and grabbed her skateboard.She rode over to the barbershop to get her hair cut short. . And i visit to her office we have some general talks about family and other instant .Lag bhag 2week k baad main wapas uski office par gaya toh dekha ki divya ki face par aaj kuch azeeb se smile thi muhje dekha kar . Aur usne mujhe apne cabin main baat karne k liye bula tha toh main waha gaya toh wo mere se bol ne lage .Sir apki co main koi job vacancy hain kya ?Me : maine kaha filal abi toh nahi hain , par jaise he vacancy ki jarror padage toh batunga . Par job kiske liye ?D : one of my cousin. I smiled and let go of him and walked to the couch. I turned to find him a couple steps behind me, his eyes half closed, intent. He took my hand and led me to his bedroom. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard. My hands wound in his hair and he groaned into my mouth. He pushed my pelvis to his and I could feel his cock through his slacks. It felt impressive but I had to see for myself. I reached down to unbutton his shirt and he let go of my mouth to watch me. I undid one at a time, my fingers.