I got myself a drink as we started chatting and my daughter played in the back garden. We spoke about all that we did the night of my birthday gather...ng and whether Jen and Rodger enjoyed it. They both said that they did and Rodger commented that once him and Jen were home and behind closed doors that they had rough and wild sex. I laughed as I replied that my husband and I did the same after everyone had left. The conversation soon ended but I could feel that I had become rather wet thinking. We began dating. And my life changed forever.Stacy and I got along wonderfully. In and out of the bedroom. For you see, she wasn't just a very sexy and smart young Black woman. She was also dabbling into BDSM. Once she found out my hidden fetish for Black women sporting strap-on dildos, she was determined to make it come true. One night, it finally happened between us. Stacy and I had a nice dinner, and went to the movies. Then we went back to her place. She lived in a dorm not far from Boston. "Oh yeah, baby," Helena said in a voice low enough that it barely carried far enough for Adam to hear, "give me that big, hard cock!"Adam felt he'd been standing there for minutes, but it was in reality only seconds. He thought his heart had stopped when Helena turned her head to the left and looked right at him. Or so it seemed. But then she went right on with what she was doing.Not wanting to risk a second more telling glance, Adam quickly beat a hasty, silent retreat.It was only when he. Take a chance, it’s the only true way you’ll ever know. I’ll let you go think it over, ‘till you know you’re going to be a mess. I hope you do soon, I ... we need you badly Bex.” I got up to go as she unlocked the door. As I was moving past her I told her thank you.“No my dear,” she whispered to me. “I wish to thank you. I saw you watching me. It made me feel a hell of a lot better about myself.” Then she leaned down, kissing me briefly on the cheek.I thought I had grabbed a live wire as I felt.