My husband surprised me by taking me to dinner and a concert by a new group I’d been crazy about since I heard one of their first tunes on the radio —

meaning it was before I discovered that the lead singer was an intoxicatingly handsome young black man with shoulder-length dreadlocks.

On the return home, from the moment we got in the limo Marvin had a tiger on his hands. Before we were out of the parking area I had his pants undone and his cock down my throat. But blowing him wasn’t enough, so soon I was on my back, slacks and panties dangling on an ankle while he hosed me to kingdom come. By the time we reached home we were more or less presentable, but we got knowing looks from the driver.

For several weeks my naturally high sex drive was even higher. Then one night I had a dream... Read More