The handsome dark-skinned gentleman

Julia managed to find the dark-skinned gentleman at dinner. She saw him while already seating at her own table assigned by the hostess, but she didn't care. She stood up and approached the tall distinguished man. She gestured, making it clear her intentions were to sit at his table. He just nodded.

"Hi, I'm Julia", she said. "You've been quite a sight every time I got a glimpse of you. You are a very handsome man, Mr...?"

"Robertson. Samuel Robertson is my name", he replied. "I did see you every now and again, but... am I wrong if it was you who always had a guy on all fours and on a leash following you?"

"You are not wrong Sam. Can I call you Sam?"

"I don't like that nickname, call me Samuel please. And please, do tell why you have a guy in that situation."

"Of course, Samuel, I love that name", said Julia while reaching out and flirtingly touching Samuel's arm. "He's my live-in partner. He's not so much of a boyfriend anymore, because he's basically my submissive. I'm trying to get him to go even lower and lower and become a full-time **** for me. So his desires and his pleasure are completely relegated. Only what I want and what pleases me is what matters. And right now, a tall, handsome, dark-skinned gentleman is what I want and would please me a lot", Julia continued, while lifting her leg under the table and caressing Samuel's crotch.

"You flatter me, Julia. And I can't say I'm not interested," this much was evident from the bulge starting to rise in his pants. "But you ARE in a relationship, whatever its form may be. And I'm not comfortable with a three-way. Where would I fit in?"