My rage was the only thing that stopped me from turning around and going back home; but instead I pulled into the parking lot of a bar, and went insid....Looking around for a table, I instantly saw it was a black men’s bar.Instead of running away, I sat at the bar stool and ordered a drink.I tossed the drink down without really tasting it, and as I was getting up to leave, a deep voice behind me asked if he could buy the next one.Without realizing it, I just nodded my head and then turned to see. Warmth and wetness immediately spread across my hand, the moisture even seeping between my closed fingers. A jolt ran up my spine and I gasped, immediately removing my hand from between my legs.There, I thought, forcing myself to breathe through my nose and willing my body to subside, I’ve done it.I hope You will be pleased, Sir, or at least satisfied that I made every possible effort to fulfill Your instructions.I’m sure You would have been entertained, Sir, to see me struggling back into my. Just before I left I said to Steve that I would have no problem should he be invited to join them. For several hours I waited at home wondering what was happening, my mind conjuring up extremely erotic thoughts. Finally I got a text message from Renee telling me that they were on their way home and it was followed shortly thereafter by a message from Steve to say that he had been invited to play. Ten minutes later they arrived on my doorstep both with huge cheesy grins on their faces, Renee. .. intimate areas ... and she was blushing. I can’t say it had no effect on me, but I was trying to be detached. She managed the flexibility well, but others proved too demanding.I just told her, “Two sit-ups a day this week, three next, four the week after, You’ll get there.”When we got to the free weights she did better than I expected. She had, after all, been humping boxes of this and that in the shop. Once we’d worked through a routine for her, I sent her to shower, and went to start.