Kate
With Essence Festival coming up, Clarence was going to be busy. He always had meetings, friends in town, parties to attend. Once in awhile, I was included in those things.
One night, Clarence had to cancel a date we had planned. I was a little disappointed, especially since I hadn't seen him in a few days. But the very next evening, while I was serving dinner, I got a text from him. It said, "Be at my place in one hour. Be ready for some dick."
I immediately forgot all about my disappointment. One text like that from Clarence and I was all revved up. I finished serving dinner and then only nibbled at my own plate, pretending not to be hungry. In reality, I didn't want to give head on full stomach.
I cleaned up the plates from my kids and my husband and asked my son to do the dishes. Then I went to my room and changed into a light, airy dress that was good in the hot weather. I stripped my underwear off, put on some wedge heels and went to the bathroom to throw on a little makeup.
I slipped out of the house without anyone even seeing me leave, although I'm sure Jessica would guess where I was headed. I walked around the corner to Clarence's house and knocked.
When the door opened though, it wasn't Clarence. There was a tall black man there, maybe fifty years old, dressed in a white collared shirt and slacks. He had an Afro that was about an inch thick and a mustache. There was something very 70s about his look.
"You must be Kate. Come on in, baby." He walked me into the living room. As he guided me toward the couch, I could hear the sounds of sex coming from somewhere else in the house. It sounded like Clarence's bedroom.
"You want a drink, baby?" He sat me down and then walked over to the little bar area that Clarence had.
"A whiskey please." I was excited and nervous about whatever was going to go down. I wanted to know what Clarence was doing and with whom. I was a little scared it might be Anne.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you my name. I'm Garret. I've heard a lot about you from Clarence. We were down last year for Essence Festival but our schedules just didn't work out then."
"All good things I hope?" He came back with my whiskey and his own drink and sat down with me.
"He said you were one of the tastiest piece of white pussy he's ever had. He said you love to work hard to please a man."
I really blushed hard. "I try." I took a sip of my whiskey. "So, what's going on back there?" I gestured to Clarence's room. There were distinctively female moans drifting through the house but I was pretty sure now that they weren't Anne's.
Garret smiled. "Oh that? Clarence is giving it to my wife right now. I fucked that girl this morning but I tell you, she can't get enough. Plus, she always had a soft spot for Clarence."
"They've hooked up before?" I got another reminder that there was still a lot I didn't know about Clarence, things he kept from me.
"Oh we're all friends. We go way back. My wife, Lisa, was friend's with Clarence's wife back in high school." Lisa was making these soft 'oooh' sounds that made me think Clarence was going down on her. I was just trying to imagine Clarence in high school when Garret reached out and squeezed my breast.
I think you're first reaction when any stranger reaches for your body is to move away. I still have that in me and I started to pull back out of surprise. Garret squeezed harder though and leaned toward me. After my initial reaction passed, I stopped trying to get away. The rule in Clarence's house was, I was below and subservient to all black men under the roof. I'd accepted those rules so I had to play by them.
Garret squeezed my tit even harder and found the nipple with his thumb and forefinger. "Mmm. Nice big tits. Not as big as Lisa's but you still got a nice pair, baby." He reached into my dress and pulled one breast out and leaned in. He flicked his tongue over the nipple and I let out a tiny moan. Then he bit down on it and I bit my lower lip.
He kept squeezing my tit but he looked up at me and said, "How would you feel about satisfying me, Kate?"
"I'd like that." Hearing Clarence fucking another woman in the other room and this strange man fondling me had gotten me all worked up. I wanted to get laid.
Garret smiled and reached down and pulled my shoes off. Then he stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm not like Clarence, baby. I'm not going to order you to do anything and if I'm doing something you don't like, you just say so, okay?" I nodded. He started taking off his pants. "Why don't you take off that dress, Kate. I wanna see what you're workin' with."
I pulled up my dress over my head and as he stripped down naked, he pulled me back toward the couch. He sat on the couch, and I straddled him, my tits pushing up against the top of his chest. He was hairy all over, which I'm not usually a fan of, but it worked for him.
He also had a strange smell going on. Most black guys smell different from white guys, but this guy smelled especially unusual. There was a strong pungent scent to him, not like body odor, but just like he had a powerful natural scent. It was strangely attractive.
Garret pulled me against him for a long soul kiss and damn, could he kiss. His hands moved to my ass and he squeezed gently but firmly. That's when I started to feel his cock grow. He'd been totally flaccid when we got naked, but now, with me on his lap, I could feel him swelling.
He moved me off of him after a minute or so of his hard cock pressing up against my stomach. He moved to the middle of the living room floor and laid down on his back and said, "Sixty-nine me, girl. I want to eat that pussy."