“A new beginning deserves a new lover,” Cyra said out loud.A tingle flared in her clit and slowly spread a warm and itchy feeling into her belly. ...he memory of my rough touch excited her. Her fingers trembled as she rolled onto her side and reached for her phone on her night table.She placed a call to me and held her breath.“Hello Cyra,” I answered her call.Cyra sensed the grin on my face as she replied, “Gil, how are you?” and lay back onto the bed.“I am well, Cyra. How do you think you did on. She knew it was a sin but it was a lot better than hooking up with some male with ideas about “doing it” in various ways that seemed a lot more depraved than the animals on the farm that just did it because their instinct told them it was the right thing to do and there was no sin involved.In a way, she saw the mindless mating as the way to enjoy sex without the challenges of an actual relationship that would require actual conversation or other considerations besides just getting that “old. They continued to talk as Tre worked on the shower that I had broken intentionally. About 15 minutes later, they walk out of the bathroom together and are standing in the bedroom talking. I decide that now is the time to head home and I knew that I could continue to watch as I drove on my phone. As I was pulling out of the parking ramp, I had to pull over, my wife, just asked him if it was true about black guys really being that big. He chuckled and said I can only speak for myself and I am. Always enthusiastic in bed to say the least. Confident, and quite sure of what they were there for. When I say in bed, I mean in bed, against the table, on the chairs, in the shower, wherever we found ourselves. It was easy and uncomplicated. As I slid the key through the slot, the green light appeared and I opened the door to let her in. I followed, feeling myself grow hard already. I threw my keys on the counter, kicking my topsiders off turning to face the girl. She stood there waiting for.