Angel loved living in Southern California. It was December 29th but the sun was out and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. She took advantage of this by changing into her favorite bikini, an all-white two-piece, and lounging in the sun by the pool. She remembered growing up with her mother telling her not to spend too much time in the sun. "You're already dark-skinned Angie. You get too dark and no self respecting Black man is gonna take you as his wife."
Nowadays Angel could laugh at the idea. Her mother was right to a certain extent. Despite the fact that she was independent, smart and attractive with a body that could make Jessica Rabbit jealous, her deep mahogany skin had sometimes been a hindrance for getting the men of her race to think of her as a long-time serious partner. It wasn't until her third year of college that she had finally met a man who thought everything about her was lovely and wasn't afraid to walk right up and tell her so.
Angel smiled and sank deeper into her lounge chair as the man who felt that way came to mind. Her husband, Dominic, should be coming home any minute now. As a Product Manager for a highly successful software company, Angel had two weeks off for the Holidays but Dominic was the CFO of a global corporation and therefore didn't have the luxury of an extended holiday.
How can I make the evening extra nice for my baby when he gets home? Angel thought with her eyes closed as she let the rays of the sun warm her all over her body. Her mind raced through a list of recipes that she knew he'd like. Maybe she could take him out to dinner and a movie, flip the script and treat him to a special night out. As she weighed the options Angel felt something feather light slide up the inside of her arm. Crying out she jumped up and out of her seated position, shading her eyes from the sun as she looked up at the source of low masculine laughter that rolled across her body.
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Dominic could help but laugh at his wife's reaction after he startled her from her dose.
"Dominic, that wasn't nice!" she whined playfully as she landed a firm punch to his upper arm.
"Ouch!" he complained rubbing his upper arm "That hurt."
"No it didn't" Angle smiled that beautiful smile which was the first... well the second thing that he'd noticed about her when they first met. If she had been facing him at the time he first laid eyes on her he wouldn't have been distracted by her other assets. His wife laughed lightly.
"I love this swimsuit on you." His voice was low and rough as he reached out and light cupped one full dark chocolate colored breast that was barely contained by the skimpy material of her top.
"Mmmmmm," was all Angel said as she leaned into his touch, her dark brown eyes turning nearly black with lust. Encouraged by his wife's response, Dominic used both hands to squeeze both of her breasts firmly together until they almost popped out of her bikini top. They both looked down at his hands, equally turned on by the play of his hard white fingers biting into her soft dark flesh.
Angel tilted her hips forward and unconsciously rubbed her growing clit against the hardened ridge of his cock, trapped within his trousers.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming home early," Angel pouted. "I really wanted to plan something special for you tonight."
Dominic looked at his wife taking in her beautiful skin and the way she was biting into her full bottom lip making it flush into a deep reddish brown color.
