She puts her finger on the send button.

Shannon exits the train station. Saturday came faster than she thought it would, yet it also felt like it took forever. Kwame lives close to the city next to the one she lives in. She feels bad for making him come all the way to her city just for a booty call. Also, she doesn’t want to take the risk of anyone that knows her seeing her with him. Just imagine Daniel finding out she is cheating on him.

But now she’s in a different city. Nobody here knows who she is. A stranger in a strange place. She can do anything she wants and nobody will care.
Shannon starts looking around for Kwame, but doesn’t see him. There are a couple of black guys here and there, even one with his black girlfriend, but none of them is Kwame. Suddenly she feels someone tapping her on the shoulder from behind. Shannon turns around and sees Kwame smiling at her.
“Hey, Shanny. You made it.” Kwame greets her.
“Shanny?” Shannon asks.
“Yeah, it’s short for Shannon.” Kwame replies.
“Oh.” Shannon says when she realizes it’s a nickname for her. Then she fakes a giggle and says, “I like it. It makes me sound cute.”
“It is, isn’t it.” Kwame says as he puts his arm around her waist. “It suits you cause you’re cute … and hot. Come, let’s go to my place. I can’t wait to do you again.”
“Of course.” Shannon thinks while she rolls her eyes. “He’s more interested in the sex than he is in me. Dang it, he’s even touching my butt.”
Then Shannon remembers why she’s here, takes a deep breath and puts up with it. She suffers him feeling her butt and laughs at all of his sex-related jokes no matter how humorless they are.

When Shannon arrives at Kwame’s place he almost pushes her into his house. He doesn’t really **** her inside, of course. He is just very excited about the prospect of fucking her again.
“Does he really like me that much?” Shannon thinks.
Daniel may be eager for sex with her too, but he has never been as eager as Kwame is now. It actually makes her feel appreciated in a weird way.
Once they are inside and the door is closed, Kwame walks up behind Shannon and puts his hands on her boobs.
“I’ve been fantasizing about holding these again ever since that day at the convention.” Kwame says lustfully into Shannon’s ear.
Shannon looks down and sees his black hands squeezing her boobs through her clothes.
“Have you been fantasizing about me too, Shanny?”
“I have.” Shannon says, not pretending for once. “I’ve been thinking of having your dick inside me again.”
Shannon then pushes her butt backwards against Kwame’s groin. Despite his dick being still in his pants, she can feel it and how hard it is.
“Damn straight, girl.” Kwame says. “Let’s not waste any more time.”
Kwame’s hands go down, to Shannon’s shirt, and starts pulling it off. Shannon quickly raises her arms above her head, making it easy for Kwame to slip it off. Kwame throws her shirt into his living room and immediately reaches for her pants. In one swift motion he unbuttons it and pulls it down. Shannon nearly loses her balance as a result of it.
“Kwame, wait! I’ve still got my shoes on.” Shannon says.
“Sorry, babe.” Kwame apologizes. “I just want you so bad.”

Shannon takes off her shoes then steps out of her pants. When she faces Kwame she sees his shoes are off as well and is taking off his pants.
“Alright, let’s do this.” Shannon thinks.
When Kwame looks at her Shannon smiles and walks backwards. She seductively takes off her bra while backing up. Kwame follows her as if he is hypnotized.
Shannon gets startled when her butt suddenly bumps again something. She looks behind her and sees it is a table. She then smiles back at Kwame and takes off her panties for him. Kwame quickly takes off his boxers, letting his dick flop out. Shannon has already seen his dick once before, but she is again surprised to see how big it is.
“Damn, it’s easily twice as big as Daniel’s is.” She thinks.
Kwame walks up to Shannon and goes back to groping her breasts. He also brings his face to her neck and starts kissing it.
Shannon turns her head and looks down at Kwame’s dick. She grabs it and starts stroking it.
“Could size really matter?” Shannon thinks.