Then they left the bar, she sent me a text and said meet us at home. When I got home they were in the kitchen having a few drinks. He said so your wif... tells me she has a fantasy. I said yes but I do not really know where my comfortable level is with another man being with my wife or with me. But you are already here and she gets really wet thinking about it. Before I could say anything else she starts kissing him and rubbing his cock. She says mmmm he has a nice cock baby, you want to see, and. To pee." Are you hard?" she asked.Does the Pope shit in the woods? Hell yes I was hard. I was diamond-cutting hard.But I said nothing."Let me see," Donna said. She groped around in the darkness under the warm blanket and found my protruding penis, long-since having ejected itself through the slit in the front of my boxer shorts."Nice!" she said, with some feeling. I was glad that she hadn't said, "Oh, it's so big!" like girls are taught to say. This was, after all, a young Black woman. Probably. As she passed them at the doorway, the guys got a good look at her pussy and watched her from behind as she headed off down the steps. She came back a little while later with more eats. She hadn't changed what she was wearing or how she was wearing it - although she did have a go at me for suggesting that she be dressed like that.Another time we were at the same rooftop garden having a drink by ourselves. This time she had on a long extremely sheer (very see-through) dress with a pair of very. We ordered a pizza and sat around talking about boys the rest of the night. She was a joy to be around, and she knew how to make me laugh. I had a great feeling about this year being a life changer for me. It had already started out well; what could go wrong?************The day I was waiting for had finally arrived. I loved everything about the theatre and wanted to do nothing else with my life. This was the only place that could make me feel so alive. Nothing makes me happier than being on.