I prepared dinner with wine and my husband answered the door bell and invited Zola in.I greeted a handsome young African man, the blackest I had ever ...een. I thought, "Wow he looked like a real muscular God of something." My heart was beating fast as we sat for dinner. We made small talk and I could not get over how hot Zola looked. We finished dinner and my husband said for us to go to the den and he would do the dishes and clean up after dinner. I carried our wine glasses to the den and we. I was cursed.”“She’s prettier than she is sane,” Tamara said of the waitress when she had walked from the table. “I mean. She bought it in a second. I think I believe it now, but I’ve been going back and forth all morning. I think.”“The shower and the elevator didn’t help?” Owen smiled at Tamara. Tamara lowered her eyes but she didn’t blush as Owen remembered. Tamara came back up with heat in her grin.“We all buy it. And you have like 10 more right? Tamara and Elizabeth! Oh shit and Darlene,”. She, barring a change in, well, her, wouldnot. But I needed her to believe that. I wanted her to be the bestthat she could be, for her. And for me. "You're ready, right?" Uh huh," she said, nervously."If you don't feel you can do it, let me know. It will not reflectpoorly on you." Yes, it would."I can do it," she said, as forcefully as I'd ever heard her."Good," I smiled. "Show them what you can do. Now go."She left with a smile. I leaned back in my chair and felt proud ofmyself. For. Len and Denny were already playing with her tits and running their hands up her skirt.Abby was a slightly chunky redhead with a great ass who loved getting big loads of cum dumped deep in her asshole. She was sitting in a recliner across from Lisa and the boys, laid back with her legs spread and a hand between her thighs. I'd promised her a spanking and a prolonged rim job while I fucked her oversized cunt with an oversized dildo. One of her favorite pastimes.Kit and I were in the kitchen, I.