Go to the park to think

You stroll through the park considering the best course of action. You think about climbing through her window and whisking her away in the middle of the night. Suddenly, a black woman sitting on a bench calls you over. She is wearing running shorts and a tank top, revealing her body to be both curvy and athletic. Sweat beads down her skin as she drinks from a bottle of water.

“I’m tired,” she says, “Give me a foot rub. And make it good.” Having no real choice in the matter, you kneel in the grass and untie her shoes. Removing them, you instantly smell her sweaty socks. She must have been running for a while. Black stamina and all that. You begin peeling back her socks while she texts on her phone, not paying any attention to you.

As you rub her hot, sweaty feet, you think back to what your friend was saying earlier this morning. He is right; the girls in this world get it so much better than the guys. They provide sexual service to the men while the white boys are **** to do labor or some unpleasant task like foot rubs. You almost envy the sexual release they get on a regular basis. You’ve been horny all day, watching everybody else have sex, while the only sexual contact you’ve received is shoving your tongue down someone’s asshole.

You consider the attractive woman before you. She certainly has one of the sexiest bodies around, and her jogging outfit leaves just enough to the imagination. She is just texting on her phone, ignoring you. Maybe if you rub one out really quickly to the sight of her she won’t notice. You test the waters by only using one hand to rub her feet. She shows no reaction. Do you dare attempt it?