“What can I do for you, Steve?”“I have a massive personal favor to ask. My wife needs to fly from Chicago to Lewiston, Maine, as soon as possibl..., for some medical treatment. Would you be available to fly her?”“Is tomorrow OK? I’d prefer not to try to fly up right now, but I could.”“Yes, it’s not life threatening.”“Then let’s plan on early tomorrow morning from Meigs. I want to check the weather forecast on the route to make sure it’s practical. I’ll call you later to confirm. We’d leave at. I gave him a knowing look in form time after I'd discovered them missing. he simply stared back at me.Two days later, they were back. Clean; freshly laundered, and there was something else. Something that had eluded me was a pair of girly shoes. In the mid 1990s, platform shoes were everywhere, and I was hard 99% of the time looking at the girls around me wearing 3 inch heels with their uniforms. And now, was a pair of my own. Not new, obviously worn; and a note inside that simply said "for. He tore the package with his teeth and started to put it on me. My cock was much thicker than the man's and because as soon as he started to put my condom in its base, it broke. He tried second and third, but the result was the same. He looked me in the eye and laughed and said, "So what? Let's do it without a condom." I was just waiting for that. I pulled her gently, put her on my stomach and started fucking her in the dog pose. She was screaming with pleasure. My cock filled her sweet pussy. Black latex gloves stretched over her hands, going up just above her elbow. I've seen my wife dressed like this a few times, since I have a latex fetish, but I didn't expect her to dress like this for him."Damn, your wife lookin hot man. I'd love to tear that pussy up"She smiled, "Maybe next time. Tonight, I'm going to turn my hubby into a black cock sucker. Come upstairs boys."We followed her up the stairs, watching her ass sway back and forth, squeezed by rubber."Okay, Jamal, let me see that.