He didn’t seem to notice and crossed the room, grabbing Becky’s wrist. ‘Kiss her,’ he demanded. ‘Kiss that slut and taste my cum in her mout....’ Becky looked nervous, but he pulled her to me and she leaned in slowly. Her lips pressed against mine tentatively and I gently parted them with my tongue. I slid it into her mouth, licking over the surfaces of her teeth, putting as much of Paul’s taste into her as I could. She broke the kiss and Paul smiled. ‘Was that so bad?’ She didn’t answer, but he. "Explain." They know folks I know, the gamblers do, girls, you know, advertising people, models. So we run into each other here and there. I think he met his wife that way, out on the Coast." Have you bet on baseball games?" I asked, wishing I wasn't."No, no, shit no," he said, looking offended. "Never. Come on!" So," I said to Mr. Ambrose, confused, "what's the problem?" Tell him," Ambrose said to Charley Freeman. Then he sighed.Charley rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand. "It's like. I had been lucky none of this had been spotted but eventually I slipped up. One night I watched interracial sex DVD's and then left them on my table. My wife is always up in the morning before I am and spotted the dvd's on my table. I was caught.Finding the interracial DVD's came as a big shock to my wife and for awhile she wouldn't talk to me. It took a lot of buttering up and talking before she came around. Anna asked what all the dvd's she found were about and I came clean about my addiction. This only lasted for a short time, then I took a second drink - looking at the two of them through hazy eyes, not really focusing, I finished off the drink. I finally was able to speak, “I really like it. I don’t think I’ve ever tasted anything like this, but I think you have a winner” Lunch was as promised, excellent in every way then the three of us took a trip around the club, ending up stairs where my office would be. They explained they had one girl who would be sharing the office and was.