Susie couldn't believe what she was doing. Walking up the three stories to Dan's apartment filled her stomach with nervous excitement.
She was about to hook up a guy she barely knew, which wouldn't be a huge deal on its own. Thing was, Susie had a boyfriend back at her apartment waiting to hear about the whole thing. In fact, most of it had been his idea.
Rewind two weeks earlier. Susie was out in the West Village with some friends getting drinks. Her boyfriend, John, was out of town on business so Susie was taking the opportunity to catch up with girlfriends and a get a little drunker than usual. It wasn't that John didn't like her drinking or anything, Susie just preferred to be sober-ish around him. The sex was better. The conversations were more honest. That kind of thing.
Anyway, she and her friend Elise were both pretty sloshed when last call came around, and they had to hurry to make it to the last subway out to Astoria. There were only two other guys in the car—both about Susie's age, early twenties. Both of them were black and kinda hipster looking. Attractive and swaying a bit like they'd had a pretty similar night to Susie and Elise.
"Ladies," one of them said, smiling and showing a set of perfect white teeth.
Ever since high school, Susie had a thing for black guys, but she'd never actually fucked one. The closest she'd come was blowing a guy in her senior class while he sat on the edge of a hot tub. It had actually been super hot because two of his friends had watched and jerked off while she did. It was one of her favorite fantasies to relive while masturbating, except sometimes she imaged the other two guys had joined in and gang banged her. Even thinking about it on the subway car got Susie a little wet.
"Hey boys," Elise said with a flirtatious smile. "Heading home for the night?"
Unlike Susie, Elise was 100% single and always on the prowl. Susie couldn't blame her for flirting, these guys were hot.
"Yep, back to Astoria," one guy said, he had a tattoo on his forearm and a tight black t-shirt. "Struck out again."
"Ha," Elise said. "Well the night's not over quite yet. I really like that tattoo, what is it exactly?"
"Oh it's a map of this island off the coast of Australia where I spent a year..."
Within two stops, Elise was sitting next to the guy and stroking his arm, chatting about tattoos and whatever else. Standard twenty-somethign flirting.
The second guy swayed a little more and smiled shyly at Susie. "So, uh, my name's Dan."
"Susie, nice to meet you." She shook his hand awkwardly, surprised by how large and warm his palm felt. He was probably about 6'1 or 6'2, and wearing a white v-neck shirt and black pants. He was thin but Susie could see cords of muscle wrapped around his arms, and his pecks showed clearly through his shirt.
"So, where are you ladies heading?"
"Astoria, too."
"You turn right or left at the stop?"
"Left."
"Damn!" Dan made a fake 'shucks' motion with his hand. "Knew there was something off about you. We're right turners all the way."
"Too bad," Susie said without really thinking. "And here I was all ready to go home with you."
Dan smiled, but didn't seem all that surprised. Susie figured he was attractive enough to have gotten used to girls making pretty overt passes like that. "Well, you know I might be able to make an exception. I, uh, saw that fine ass of yours when you got into the subway car."
Susie twisted a little so he could see it again. "This ass, you mean?"
"Uh-huh."
For a white girl, Susie had a pretty big caboose, as they say. She used to hate it, and do every exercise under the sun to try and slim it down, but as she got older and more confident she stopped worrying about it. John loved it, and so did Dan apparently.
Susie smiled and they stared at each other for a little while, shamelessly eye-fucking each other. There were only a few stops before Astoria, and she had to decide what she was going to do next. This was the thing, John had actually shared with Susie a fantasy about her fucking another guy. First, it started out as a threesome fantasy while they were having phone sex, which had turned Susie on in an insane way. But over the weeks John kinda put himself out there and admitted he often jerked off to the thought of her essentially cheating on him with another guy, then telling him about it and—sometimes—taking photos of the other guy's cock and sending them to him.
At first, Susie figured it was some bullshit plot to open their relationship, but it really didn't seem that way after talking more. John didn't expect to get any side-pussy because of it, he just got turned on by her fooling around. They'd been dirty-talking about doing it for weeks now, and John always came really fast once Susie started re-telling stories of other guys she'd fucked. But here was the real kicker: John had said she should try to get a guy's number this weekend while he was gone, just to get used to flirting with other guys again. So she decided to take a shot.
"Well, I'm not sure we can resolve this left/right schism tonight, but if you want my number I'll give it to you." She smiled.
"Sure you don't want to just come back with us? Looks like your friend is heading that way."
She glanced at Elise and saw that she was now full-on making out with the other guy. He was squeezing her tit and thigh and generally displaying the epitome of drunken PDA. Of course, what Dan and that guy didn't know is that Elise was going to bounce up as soon as the train got to Astoria and disappear from their lives forever. That was her style.
"I, uh, can't do that right now," Susie said, turning back to Dan.
"I see," Dan processed the rejection. "Got a boyfriend?"
"Yeah," Susie bit her lip. "But, uh, that doesn't mean we can't do something later on. You know, when there's nobody watching."
Even as the words came out Susie felt her clit tingle. It was so dirty and wrong but exciting at the same time.
"I gotcha," Dan said. "Totally got you. Lemme get your number then."
Susie gave him the number and had him text her so she had his. She got his text just as they pulled into Astoria and both sides of the door opened up. As if the doors were her queue, Elise shot up from her seat and bolted to the door.
"Later boys! Thanks for the memories! Susie, we ride!"
She bolted outside and Susie followed. On a whim, she glanced back at Dan and—instead of doing something sweet and classy like blowing him a kiss—Susie pantomimed the blow job motion and then departed.
Elise didn't say anything about it on the way back, but once they got home and each had a huge glass of water, Susie went to her bedroom and immediately masturbated. She came to the thought of Dan's cock in her mouth while she took a selfie and sent it to John.
***
John came back two days later and Susie went over to his place for dinner. They and a normal night—wine, food, chatting. Then sex. Susie had been planning out what she was going to say for the entire day. She waited until she was on top and John had his cock inside her and was slowly pumping in and out. It was a position that he didn't usually cum in but Susie really liked.
"So, uh, I have something I wanted to tell you," Susie said, leaning back and touching her tits.
"Ok," John said smiling. She could tell he figured some of their regular dirty talk was coming his way. If he only knew.
"When you were gone, I got a guy's number."
"Oh really?"
Susie felt John's cock harden a little inside her. He swallowed with a little extra effort, which is what he always started doing when they began dirty talk about her cheating.
"Um, yeah. Is that ok?"
"Definitely." He pumped in and out a few more times. "Tell me about it, I'm already super turned on you did it."
"Well," Susie said, starting to get turned on herself. "He was on the train Elise and I took back after the bars, and he was hitting on me pretty hard. Telling me about how he liked my ass a lot and wanted me to go home with him. He was super hot and, uh, he was black, too, which you know I like."
