A visit from BOAB boy

Abbey spent the day in excitement, full of flutters. She wanted to continue the games, the chats. She had no real intention of going through with it but was looking forward to the hot sex she and George would have that night.

By the time three-thirty came around, she was ready, dressed in impractical lingerie with a simple dress over the top and so hot and excited.

Not long now, she sent to George.

No sooner had she sent the message than the doorbell rang. She answered the door to see a tall, handsome black man in a business shirt and slacks.

“Wayne, a pleasure to meet you,” he said deeply. “Sorry, I’m a little early. I thought it would take longer to walk here.”

“No, come in,” Abbey said, stepping aside from the doorway.

He stepped in, and as she closed the door, he gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’m here to test the waters, so to speak Abbey. If all you want to do is have a few drinks and a chat, that is fine. Of course, from what I saw in your application, I would love more.” He smiled a big smile before holding up the bottle of rum. “Drink to take the edge off?”

“Please,” she said, walking into the living room where she had already placed three glasses.

He poured two large glasses, and Abbey downed hers in one. “Nervous?” he asked her.

She blushed as he refilled her glass, “Well, yeah. I have invited a man I don’t know around to talk about being in his pornos.”

“Fair enough,” he said. “Do you mind?” he gestured at one of the sofas.

“Oh no, please,” she went to sit opposite him.

“Abbey, you can sit beside me if you like. I’m not going to bite,” he said with a smile.

She laughed and stepped around to sit beside him, “I guess considering what you have already seen, it won’t hurt.”

“So,” he took a sip of his rum as she sat, “tell me about yourself and your husband. How’d you get here?”

“Well, George, my husband and I have been playing with fantasies for a while. The other night, he mentioned a fantasy of me being fucked, well.”

“By a black man,” Wayne provided.

“Well, yeah. So we were playing out this fantasy, and I asked George if you, I mean, he was wearing a condom. He said that my lover wasn’t, and I asked him what would happen if he came in me.” She took another drink to calm her nerves, settle her heart and take a moment. “He said it was alright cause I was on the pill, and I asked him if I was in his fantasy. Well, he had a really strong orgasm at that, so.”

Wayne held up a hand, “Did you orgasm as well?”

She blushed, “Umm, yeah. So I thought we should play with that a little more, I signed up to BOAB, and last night we got drunk and high and everything else kind of just happened.”

Wayne took another drink and smiled, “Well, it sounds like you have had fun. I’m sure I can help as well, even if it is not with sex. Tell me, what would your husband do if he came home and we were making out?”