April knows I'm not gay. I've known her since high school and our sex has always been super hot. She's a horny woman and I love her that way.
Trouble is I like to watch April fuck big black cocks and sometimes I get carried away a little by rubbing these big black cocks.
All I'm supposed to do, according to April, is help her get the monsters in her wet pussy. She gets too excited thinking about it and moves around too much. My job is to hold her pussy still and guide the cock in.
Recently, I was in a local convenience store buying a soft drink when I noticed the attendant was a handsome black man. Not just handsome but apparently hung, or he had a couple of socks stuffed down his pants.
Once I was in the car, I called April and told her what I saw. She said to come home and we'd talk. April had recently broken up with Victor, as he was violently jealous of me fucking her when he was gone. That was too much for me and I broke it off.
We had also recently moved into a new home we had been remodeling, so it would be harder for him to find us. I had the presence of mind to install a two way mirror on one wall of our bedroom, which opened into a closet in the adjoining den.
This was done in anticipation of the need to replace Victor and "audition" a new stud. I think I may have found one, I told April when I got home that evening.
"Why do you say this" April said with a sly smile. "Is he hung and cute?"
I told her she needed to dress up sexy and go see for herself. I told her to call me and leave the voice recorder on her cell phone in the record position and play it for me when she got back. April has always known how to say just the right thing to make me and other men very horny!
Since it was summer in Dallas and very hot, April decided to wear a bikini bottom to show off her tanned legs and a white shirt without a bra. She ran the t-shirt under warm water to get it wet so her huge nipples would show.
My God, she looked awesome. She left to go to the convenience store, and when she returned, she played the recording for me. This is how it went:
April: "Do you sell Haagen-Dazs ice cream?"
Attendant: "no we don't; you been swimming?"
April: "How could you tell?" (laughs)
Attendant "well... your shirt is wet"