He can't wait

Irene still felt uncertain when they returned to Paul but knew this was what he said he wanted. She couldn't deny she was intrigued by the huge bulge that had been rubbing against her on the dance floor. She also knew she couldn't deny that the handsome black man with the huge bulge had not only been a complete gentleman but he'd gotten her very excited. Yet, she still couldn't bring herself to actively imagine being intimate with him. "Paul, allow me to introduce you to Jamal. Jamal, this is my husband. Jamal was telling me he's just moving to town for work. At the moment he's staying here until he can find a more permanent place." She hoped she sounded as confident to them as she did to herself.

"Jamal, it's great to meet you. Would you care to join us?" Paul smiled as a plan started to form in his head. He was thinking that if tonight went well, he'd ask Jamal if he'd like to save some money by staying with them and fucking Irene full time for him.

"If it means staying in the beautiful lady's company then by all means!" Jamal flashed her a brilliant smile hoping she'd relax with him soon. He could just imagine how she was feeling but knew if the opportunity arose he'd ruin her for her husband.

They quickly moved to a table where they could all sit comfortably as they chatted and got to know each other better. Irene ordered another drink quickly hoping the **** would ease her nerves and help her loosen up. She knew she was wound too tight for what her husband wanted but couldn't help thinking about the whole situation again. She knew she was attracted to Jamal but didn't feel right about even thinking about flirting let alone what her husband was asking of her.