“How did you know I would like it?” Beth softly asked, when Otis pulled back from the kiss.“I knew that you just needed to be showed what it was...like to be taken down and fucked by a black man,” Otis told her.Beth was totally humiliated, but she knew at the same time, she would never be totally satisfied with just having normal marital sex again. The blue eyed blonde white wife tried to tell herself that this was just an aberration, that she tremendously enjoyed being fucked by a huge black. You put down your book and we begin to talk, each of us looking at the other, checking each other out, continuing our conversation from our chats, our emails, our half hour on the phone. It is now dark outside. The sky is cloudy and the air is heavy and hot, the humidity clinging to us as we go out to your van. Not my car, a sedan with clear windows. But your van, with tinted windows and a large back seat. We drive away from the parking lot, looking for somewhere darker and more isolated.. It's like every thought in my head is of you. How can I please you? How can I pleasure you? How can I make you feel as wonderful as you deserve? How can I thank you for making me feel like a truly beautiful person inside and out, for the first time in my life? What you did for me a while ago, defending my honor like that—it was the most incredible thing I've ever experienced in my life! You make me feel like I'm like the most valuable person on earth to you. No one's ever made me feel like. I’m Braden by the way.”“I’m Tim lead the way.”They arrived at the condo in short order.“You really alone,” Tim checked once more.“Yes sir I promise,” Braden pleaded.“I’m trying to be in the Christmas spirit and I don’t want any funny business,” the larger man said sternly.“Yes sir!”They walked inside and Tim showed him where the fuse box was located. Unfortunately, Tim was not able to get power restored. He sighed, “Shit! It’s freezing in this motherfucker. You wanna come crash on my couch.