The black man

"Oh! A bold choice" I bite my bottom lip and smile, "Are you sure about that? You know what they say, once you go black, you never go back." I finish with a little giggle, looking over at the man, already imagining his dark skin pressed against my fair, naked body. You tell me that yes, you're sure. "Ok, Clyde, well you wait here, and I'll go introduce myself." With that, I slide off the stool and walk over to where he's sitting, at a table in the middle of the bar, putting an extra sway in my step to improve the view for you. When I reach his table, I rest both hands on it as I bend over a bit, ass sticking out, and the dress hikes up a bit, revealing the bottom of my ass as well as my pussy to you, as well as anybody else with a similar angle. I begin talking to him, but you can't hear what we're saying from where you are. You do notice him pointing to my wedding ring, and see me laugh a bit in response, and then I point to you, looking over and waving, and you wave back. He makes eye contact with you briefly, then looks again to me, eyeing me up and down. Then he firmly yet gently grips my chin, and pulls me in for a kiss, surprising me. But I go with it, he's a very good kisser, and you can tell from your vantage point that I'm enjoying it. He then breaks the kiss, and pulls me down onto his lap, straddling him and causing my dress to hike up further, my bare ass on full display, both of his large, strong hands squeezing my cheeks. I turn my head, and motion for you to come over, and you do, walking nervously but quickly over to where he and I are.

He speaks to you, "Have a seat, Clyde," he says in a confident but friendly tone to you, his voice a strong, deep baritone. When you sit down, he continues, and I look back and forth between you from my position, rocking my hips and pressing my barely clothed body up against him all the while. He reaches one hand off of my ass to offer it to you, and you, gentleman that you are, take it, shaking his hand. "The name's Russell, and it's a pleasure to meet you." He says in that same confident and friendly tone as he places that big, strong hand back on my ass. "So, to be clear, your wife, Bonnie, has just offered herself to me for the night, to fulfill a fantasy of yours. I've accepted her proposal, but I want to make certain that you understand what you're getting into." You nod, waiting for him to continue. "As you've seen, I already kissed your wife. Clearly she enjoyed it, but how did it make you feel?" I look into your eyes, waiting for your answer, though knowing you like I do, I can tell by your body language what the answer is. You nervously tell him that it turned you on. "Good. Honesty, I like that." He continues. "And I assume the same can be said for where I've sat your beautiful wife." You nod your head and say yes, you're enjoying the view quite a lot." At that, Russell pulls me in for another kiss, which I give to him enthusiastically. The combination of you watching, us being in a public place, and his take charge demeanor has my pussy on fire.

Next, Russell ends the kiss, and orders another round of drinks for the three of us. There's no doubt in any of us who's in charge at this table, but he is not mean about it. Unless you consider fingering my pussy while he talks to you to be mean. Or the occasional kiss, or gently squeezing my breasts. In fact, while he spends the next hour or so talking to you, he barely speaks to me, mostly just touches me, kisses me, generally keeping things strictly on the physical plain with me. Perhaps intentionally, in order to avoid any romantic feelings from developing? So that I know at every level that it's just sex? No need to inform me of that, though judging by what I've felt through his pants, I could certainly get attached to that cock of his. Eventually though, he calls for the check, and upon paying it, says to the both of us, "So, now comes decision time. You can back out now, call it a night and go home, no doubt wondering what might have been, without actually crossing that line." He pauses, looking us both in the eye, then grins, "Or you can come with me back to my place, and Clyde here can watch while I fuck his sexy little wife like he can never hope to match."

I turn to look at you, the effects of Russell's attentions to my body clearly having had an effect, as I give you a look of raw lust. "Well, you know I'm quite happy to go ahead with it. But if you want to back out, I totally get it, sweetie." I look at you, awaiting your answer, my hips grinding against Russell of their own accord.