About once a week, usually on a Tuesday, I have breakfast at a local restaurant. I guess I'm considered a regular. The other early morning diners keep to themselves for the most part save for a cursory nod and he was perhaps the least likely of them to strike up a friendship with me. We had said good morning a few times but never more than that.
It was during the Euro 2016 soccer tournament that our greeting evolved into conversation. He was facing the window of the restaurant when I parked my car that morning. It was sporting a flag showing support for one of the teams that is popular here in Canada during the Euro and World Cup tournaments. He was sitting next to my usual table and I smiled and nodded to him as I took my seat. "I'm a big soccer fan," he said and that set off and enjoyable chat over our bacon and eggs.
Over the next couple of months we often chatted and shared a table. I learned his name was Andy; he was 25, a handsome, 6 foot black guy in very good shape. He was an IT Tech who had his own business and worked from his condo not far from the restaurant and was not presently in a relationship.
Now I must tell you about my friends, John and Elise. We have had a long-standing sexual relationship due to John's medical issues that prevent him from gaining an erection. We are retired, John and I are 70 and Elise is 64. She is an extremely attractive and highly sexual lady that can easily pass for someone 10-15 younger. She has that perfectly proportioned body that men of all ages find erotically stimulating and looks tremendously sexy whether dressed in regular street clothes or naked and everything in between. Her breasts are large and firm, her shapely legs lead to a beautiful bottom and her pussy stays wet for hours. I have often commented that she would be an ideal candidate for a gangbang since she loves lots of sex, can go for hours and is multi-orgasmic. She enjoys showing off her body and wearing sexy clothes and erotic lingerie. We both possess a wild and crazy side that is unpredictable, especially when it comes to sex which has kept our relationship fresh and exciting. It has been my distinct pleasure to take care of her sexually for more than ten years and is the best sex of my life.
John and Elise join me for breakfast occasionally and on this particular morning we were sitting at our usual corner table. Elise never wears underwear for our breakfast meetings, I sit beside her and John sits opposite. The table location provides privacy so I can play with her pussy and she can fondle my cock. Our meals had not yet arrived and my fingers were teasing her clit when Andy came in. He waved and called, "Good Morning," and I returned his greeting as he sat a couple of tables away. I noticed Elise glancing over his way occasionally but she never mentioned anything then she was distracted an orgasm that trembled over her and she let out a little whimper and squeezed my erection through my slacks.
I wondered if she was attracted to Andy and her orgasm was, in part, due to thinking about being with him. John and I had teased her for several years about wanting to see her with a black guy but she had always resisted our urgings although we both thought she fancied the idea of being fucked by a well-hung black man. I thought if it ever happened it would be with someone close to our own age and not someone 40 years her junior. It was an erotic prospect; the more I thought of her being fucked by a very young black stud with the stamina to give it to her long and hard, good recuperative ability and hopefully, large and powerful ejaculations, the more erotic it became and the more I wanted it to happen.
I wasn't completely surprised when later that afternoon I received an email from Elise asking about Andy. She wanted to know how long I had known him, if he was married and how old he was. She never made any direct reference to being attracted to him but I knew she was and I became instantly erect at the thought of the possibilities. I told her what I knew about him and considered him to be a really nice young man. I tried to keep it low-key also, as she had done and was eager to see what her response would be.
I soon received a one line email which read, "Maybe he could join us for breakfast sometime." I knew then that there was a very good chance John and I were finally going to see a black cock in this sexy woman's hands, mouth and pussy and it was very arousing.
The following week Andy arrived at the restaurant shortly after me and I beckoned him over and asked him to join me. Almost immediately he asked about the lady I was with last time. He said he found her very attractive and watched her as she left the restaurant and knew she had a terrific body. I said she certainly did and explained our relationship. I told him that she was a highly sexual lady and her husband and I wanted to see her with a black guy and asked if he would like to meet her. He was very excited and I took his number and said I would call the next time my friends were joining me for breakfast.
When I got home I called Elise and she too could not hide her excitement. "I knew you were interested in him, you horny slut," I teased.
"Well, you and John have always wanted to see me with a black guy, I thought it was time you should," she replied.
"You just want some black dick, I hope Andy is well hung, I can't wait to see a big, black cock stuffed in your mouth and stretching your pussy and he young enough to be your grandson."
"Oh, shut up, John has already teased me about that. It does make me horny though to think that such a handsome young man wants me sexually."
"So, when would like to meet him, you naughty girl?"