Julie and I had been going out for about 2 months when we went to Tom's country house to spend the early summer weekend. Tom and I have known each other for years.
Tom's been seeing Kim for about 3 months. Tom and I were white and both liked black women. So naturally Kim and Julie were black. We were all around 35-40.
Julie and I liked each other a lot, but real passion was missing.
It was near dinner time when we arrived. Tom had some steaks barbequing with some great wine and beer ready.
All 4 of us ate and drank a delicious meal. All 4 of us got along with each other, a fun night. Tom and Julie drank a lot. Kim and I only had a couple.
The next morning around 8, Kim was going running. And since I'm an early riser, and a runner, I asked if I could join her for a couple of miles.
"Sure c'mon," she said. "I think the drinkers are sleeping in."
It was warm already so we both had shorts and t-shirts on. Kim's shorts were very short, half her brown round ass was hanging out and her belly button was showing beneath her t-shirt.
"How fast do you want to go?" she asked.
"Start slow and build up speed is my way."
"OK," she said. So we started an easy run and easy conversation about fitness, life, our history and past loves.
Turns out she likes Tom, but some passion is missing.
"Sounds like Julie and me," I say.
Bottom line is she has a thing for slim white guys and Tom ain't slim, hefty would be the word.
Me, I just had a thing for beautiful black women, any size. And Kim was shapely athletic. Strong looking, but rounded at the same time.
"Let's go up this trail," she said. "OK," I said.
I followed her black ass half hanging out of her shorts up the short incline. Wondering what it would be like licking her ass and pussy.
A couple of hundred yards later she stopped suddenly and I ran into her. Knocking her to to the ground in slow motion.
"You OK?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said still on the ground.
"I'm sorry," I said offering my hand to help her up. Kim gripped my hand, and instead, pulled me down next to her.
"I saw you looking at my ass hanging out of my shorts," she says.
"It's a fine ass," I smile.
"Good. I wore these shorts for you."
"Me? Great, cause I was wondering what the rest of your ass looked like," I said.